Matt stirred in the darkness, the steady rhythm of Jacob’s heartbeat beneath him lulling him into a restless half-sleep. The warmth of Jacob’s broad, hairy chest was both comforting and oppressive, the musky scent of his skin clinging to Matt’s tiny body. The dorm room was quiet, save for the faint hum of the air conditioner and Jacob’s deep, rumbling snores. Matt’s mind raced, replaying the day’s overwhelming events, his body buzzing with a mix of fear, arousal, and an unexpected sense of safety in Jacob’s presence.
Then, a sudden shift. Jacob grunted in his sleep, his massive body rolling onto his side, the motion like an earthquake. Matt yelped, tumbling down the slope of Jacob’s chest, his tiny hands grasping at coarse hair to slow his fall. He landed with a soft thud on the edge of the bed, the mattress sagging under Jacob’s weight. The giant’s back was to him now, his boxers riding low, exposing the top of his muscular glutes. The air was thick with Jacob’s scent, a mix of sweat and musk that lingered from the day’s exertions.
Matt’s heart pounded as he lay there, his tiny body trembling. The bed’s edge felt precarious, the drop to the floor a deadly distance for someone his size. Jacob’s massive form loomed beside him, his breathing slow and steady, oblivious to Matt’s predicament. Matt faced a choice: stay close to Jacob, clinging to the safety of his warmth, or venture downward, toward the shadowy curve of Jacob’s ass, a dangerous but tempting unknown.
The pull of exploration won. Matt’s curiosity, laced with that strange heat he couldn’t name, urged him toward Jacob’s lower body. He crawled along the mattress, the fabric rough under his tiny hands and knees, until he reached the waistband of Jacob’s boxers. The cotton was stretched tight over Jacob’s glutes, the musky scent stronger here, a heady mix of sweat and skin. Matt hesitated, his heart racing, but the allure of Jacob’s body was too much. He slipped beneath the waistband, the fabric scraping against his naked skin as he entered the warm, humid space.
The heat was intense, Jacob’s skin radiating like a furnace. Matt crawled along the curve of his glutes, the muscle firm and smooth, dusted with coarse hair. The scent was overwhelming, a pungent blend of musk and sweat, making Matt’s head spin. He reached the cleft between Jacob’s cheeks, the air thicker, the smell richer and more primal. Jacob shifted slightly, a low groan escaping his lips, and Matt froze, his tiny body pressed against the warm skin, praying he wouldn’t wake the giant.
When Jacob’s breathing steadied, Matt pressed on, his hands trembling as he explored the hairy, musky crack. The skin was slick with sweat, the heat almost suffocating, and Matt’s tiny fingers brushed against the puckered rim of Jacob’s hole. The texture was rough, warm, and pulsing faintly, the scent dizzying. Matt’s body burned, arousal and fear twisting together as he pressed his lips to the skin, a hesitant kiss that sent a shiver through him. Jacob moaned softly in his sleep, his glutes flexing, squeezing Matt gently in the tight space.
The pressure was intense, the musky air thick in Matt’s lungs. A low rumble vibrated through Jacob’s body, and a faint fart escaped, the warm gust carrying a sharp, earthy stench. Matt’s head spun, his tiny body trembling as he clung to the skin, caught between disgust and a strange fascination. Jacob’s body relaxed, and Matt took the chance to crawl upward, emerging from the waistband, gasping for fresher air.
He collapsed on the mattress beside Jacob’s hip, his body buzzing with adrenaline. The giant stirred again, rolling onto his back, and Matt scrambled to avoid being crushed. Jacob’s eyes fluttered open, bleary but sharp, and he spotted Matt’s tiny form. “The fuck you doin’, shrimp?” he growled, his voice thick with sleep but laced with amusement. He reached down, scooping Matt up in his palm, his touch warm and firm. “Sneakin’ around my ass, huh? Naughty little perv.”
Matt’s face burned, his voice barely audible. “I… I just…”
Jacob’s chuckle was deep, almost affectionate. “Don’t lie, tiny. You wanted to explore your giant.” He brought Matt to his face, his breath hot and sharp, his brown eyes glinting with a mix of dominance and warmth. “Guess I gotta keep you closer, huh?” He tucked Matt against his chest again, his arm draping over him like a protective shield. “No more adventures tonight, pet. You’re mine.”
Matt’s body relaxed, exhaustion overtaking him as he nestled into Jacob’s warmth. The musky scent, the steady heartbeat, the weight of Jacob’s arm—it was overwhelming, but it felt like home. As Jacob drifted back to sleep, Matt closed his eyes, wondering what boundaries he’d cross next in this strange, intoxicating world.
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