Helping a Neighbor

Pete, his heart pounding, watched in awe from his tiny perspective as Mr. Stevens stepped out of his house. The man's body was a testament to the rigors of an adult lifestyle, toned and muscular, the type of body Pete had always admired. But now, it was a looming colossus. The oceanic expanse of the pool swirled around him. Pete had always known the pool was deep, but this? This was unfathomable. He was dwarfed by the very water that once had been his playground. Mr. Stevens smirked, the first sign that he was aware of the change. Pete tried to shout up to him, to warn him about the pool, but the reality of the situation hit him like a tidal wave. Mr. Stevens was stepping down into the water right where Pete was swimming. Pete's heart leapt into his throat as he saw the giant's erect cock dwarfing him. He tried to swim away, but the massive shaft came down and sent him tumbling into the depths. The water churned around him, the force of the giant's descent overwhelming. Pete struggled to the surface, gasping for air, and saw Mr. Stevens standing there, his cock still hard, mere inches from the surface. It was as if Pete was a minuscule ant to the man. "How's the water, lil' Pete?" Mr. Stevens called out, his voice a rumble that vibrated through the water and made it shimmer. Pete, feeling his heart race in his chest, shouted back, "U-unbelievable, Mr. Stevens! But, uh, it's a bit deeper than I remember." "Is that right?" Mr. Stevens said, stepping further into the pool, the water barely lapping at his thighs. Pete's eyes widened at the giant's feet, the size of boulders. The giant began to walk into the pool, the water barely disturbing the surface. Pete scrambled to stay out of his way, swimming frantically as the giant's massive body cast an eerie shadow over the pool. With a sigh, Mr. Stevens stopped and turned to face Pete. "Well, lil' Pete," he said, his voice thick with mischief, "now that you're my size, I can do some things I've been wanting to do for a while. Or, rather, you can do some things for me." Pete's heart raced as he watched the giant's cock, still hard, bobbing just above the surface. "Mr. Stevens, I-I don't know what you want." "Oh, I think you do," Mr. Stevens replied, taking a step forward. The water rippled around Pete, forcing him to cling to a pool noodle to avoid being swept away. "You've been a good little neighbor, and now, you've earned the privilege of pleasing me. Just like I've pleasured you with my pool." Pete hesitated, then nodded, knowing there was no escaping his new fate. The giant's cock was an imposing mountain before him, a challenge he couldn't refuse. He swam over to the base of it, his heart pounding. As Pete approached, Mr. Stevens' cock loomed above him, the veins standing out like rivers. He could see the beads of precum glistening at the tip, the sweet, musky scent assaulting his senses. Pete gulped and opened his mouth, his lips brushing against the engorged head. He began to lick, swirling his tongue around the sensitive tip. Mr. Stevens moaned, the vibration sending shudders through the water. "That's it, lil' Pete," Mr. Stevens encouraged, his hand sliding into the water, finding Pete's head. The giant held Pete's head still, guiding him further down onto the shaft. Pete held his breath as he took more into his mouth, his eyes wide as he felt the pulsing veins against his cheeks. The taste of the man was intoxicating, the musk of his arousal overwhelming. Mr. Stevens began to thrust, the water moving with each movement, and Pete had to fight to keep up. His mouth was filled with the giant's flesh, so much more than he could ever hope to take. But he tried, his own arousal growing as he serviced the man. He could feel Mr. Stevens' cock.