Dylan’s pulse raced as he clung to the coarse hairs of Tim’s thigh, the musky warmth of the giant’s skin enveloping him like a humid jungle. The thigh was a safe enough climb, but his curiosity burned hotter, pulling his gaze toward the vast, unexplored territory of Tim’s backside. “That’s where the real adventure is,” he muttered, a reckless grin spreading across his tiny face. “Big guy’s got a whole landscape back there, and I’m not stopping till I see it.” The thought of Tim’s wide hips and the shadowy expanse of his ass fueled Dylan’s fascination, drowning out the nagging voice of caution.
“Okay, plan,” he whispered, his voice barely audible over the giants’ booming banter above. “Thigh’s fine, but I’m going for the backside. Gotta get around Tim’s side, slip behind him. He’s not flush against the couch—there’s space. I can make it.” He glanced up, ensuring neither giant noticed his movements. James was still crunching chips, tossing quips at Tim, who rumbled back with lazy retorts, his soda can glinting in his massive hand. “Keep arguing, you two,” Dylan hissed. “Gives me cover.”
With careful precision, Dylan slid down Tim’s thigh, using the thick hairs to rappel onto the couch cushion. The fabric was a rugged terrain of fibers, but he sprinted across it, his tiny legs pumping as he aimed for Tim’s side. The air grew heavier as he neared the giant, the musky scent of sweat and skin intensifying. Tim’s loose shorts sagged slightly, revealing the curve of his wide hip and the faintest glimpse of the dark crease beyond. Dylan’s heart thudded with a mix of thrill and nerves. “Look at that,” he murmured, awestruck. “That’s a whole damn continent.”
Reaching Tim’s side, Dylan paused, catching his breath. The giant’s thigh pressed against the couch, but Tim sat forward a couple of inches, leaving a narrow gap between his backside and the couch’s backrest. “Perfect,” Dylan whispered, eyeing the space. “Room to maneuver.” He darted around Tim’s hip, slipping into the shadowed crevice behind the giant. The air was warmer here, thick with Tim’s scent, and the couch creaked faintly as Tim shifted, oblivious to the tiny explorer.
Dylan pressed himself against the couch’s backrest, taking in the sheer scale of Tim’s backside looming before him. The loose shorts and underwear had slipped slightly, exposing a long, dark crack that dominated his view like a canyon. “Holy shit,” Dylan breathed, his eyes wide with a mix of awe and reckless excitement. “That’s… massive. Gotta get closer.” His curiosity surged, urging him forward despite the danger. The musky heat radiating from Tim’s skin was intoxicating, and Dylan felt a strange pull, as if the giant’s body was a puzzle he had to solve.
With a determined huff, Dylan scrambled toward the waistband of Tim’s shorts, his tiny hands gripping the fabric’s edge. The elastic was a mountain to his scale, but he climbed with agility, hauling himself up and over. “Here we go,” he muttered, teetering on the brink. Without hesitation, he jumped, plunging into the dark, sweaty confines of Tim’s shorts. He landed with a soft thud on the warm, hairy expanse of Tim’s ass, the coarse hair prickling against his skin. The air was thick, humid, and heavy with Tim’s musk, a potent mix that made Dylan’s head spin. “Smells like a damn sauna,” he gasped, but his grin didn’t fade. “This is what I came for.”
Crawling forward, Dylan navigated the hairy terrain, his hands sinking into the warm, slightly sweaty skin. The sheer size of Tim’s ass was overwhelming, each cheek a vast hill that shifted faintly with the giant’s breathing. “You’re a hairy bastard, Tim,” Dylan muttered, half-laughing as he pushed through the dense fur. His curiosity drove him deeper, toward the dark crease he’d glimpsed from outside. “Gotta see it, gotta know what it’s like.” The heat grew more intense as he neared the center, the musk so thick it clung to his skin.
After what felt like only minutes to Dylan, he reached his goal: the pulsating, puckered hole at the heart of Tim’s backside. It loomed before him, a warm, rhythmic presence that seemed alive, its faint contractions sending a shiver through him. “There you are,” Dylan whispered, his voice a mix of triumph and awe. “You’re… something else, big guy.” He edged closer, mesmerized by the sheer scale and raw power of the giant’s body.
Before he could process it, a deep rumble stirred from within Tim, vibrating through the surrounding flesh. Dylan froze, his eyes widening. “Oh, no—” The hole pulsed once, then unleashed a massive fart, a hot, gusty blast that hit Dylan square in the face. The force knocked him backward, tumbling him onto the damp fabric of Tim’s underwear. “Gah!” he sputtered, coughing as the lingering stench enveloped him. “Tim, you absolute beast! Warn a guy!”
Dylan struggled to sit up, his tiny form slick with sweat and musk. Before he could recover, Tim shifted, leaning back against the couch with a lazy grunt. The movement was sudden, and Dylan’s world tilted as the giant’s massive ass settled, the pulsating hole descending right toward him. “No, no, no!” Dylan yelped, scrambling, but it was too late. The warm, puckered flesh pressed down, pinning him beneath its weight. His face was now inches from the hole, the lingering fart’s acrid scent mixing with the overwhelming musk of Tim’s skin.
Dylan lay trapped, his tiny body pressed against the underwear, the pulsating hole a living, breathing presence in front of his face. The heat was stifling, the rhythmic contractions of the muscle a constant reminder of Tim’s oblivious power. “Well, shit,” Dylan muttered, his voice muffled, a wry grin tugging at his lips despite the predicament. “Guess I’m really in it now, huh, big guy? Curiosity’s one hell of a drug.”
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