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Tall men fantasy stories

Heightappreciator

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The guy in the subway ''Pt1"​

Every day after work at 6pm, I get back home via subway. Taking public transports during rush hours hadn’t been a pleasant thing to do. The subway had always been horribly crowded; I used to struggle to find a place to stand let alone a place where I could sit. That had been my routine for the past 15 years as I had the same job for all that period. It had been kind of boring to do the same tasks every day; however I was compelled to do so in order to feed my wife and daughter. Taking care of them was my only daily motivation. So one day, I got so tired because of work, I had so many files to take care of, and I got out of work and went to the subway. Once I got to the station, it was as I expected crowded. There was a college next to work, so many students used to use that station. I got in the train; it was a little full of people.

I got into a corner; I turned to face the wall and held in a bar to keep balance. In the next station, more people got in the train. I was getting slightly pushed until a moment I felt that someone stood so close to me from behind that I was feeling his stomach touching my back. I was disturbed by that, and before I turned to complain about my personal space being invaded, he held the bar in front of me in a higher position than my hand. His hand was big, his wrist was wide and his arm was so huge and muscular with veins popping out while my arm seemed so much little under his.

I got scared and curious, scared that he would crush me and curious to see this guy. I turned slowly; my eyes were at the level of his chest. My heart started beating faster as I was getting nervous by the situation I was in. I looked up to him and saw that he was reading the signs on the wall that I had never been able to read because they were so high. He was so tall and very muscular. He was young and a handsome blond guy with green eyes, he was wearing a tight white t-shirt showing his muscles underneath. I wasn’t sure that he noticed me being 5ft7 in front of him. He was so large that I wasn’t able to see what was behind him the thing that made me feel so small in front of him. I turned to face the wall again while being all amazed by the huge guy behind me.

We arrived to another station, I heard many people getting in and suddenly he pushed me with his big body to the corner. I didn’t have much left space, my whole body was touching the wall, and I was unable to move. At that moment I felt so weak and pathetic, being outmuscled by a bigger guy was something I had never experienced. I stayed like that for so long. His phone rang, I felt him pulling it from his pocket and he answered. His voice was deep and masculine; however he was speaking in a foreign language. A foreign language that I happened to understand. He was speaking in a low voice yet I was able to hear what he was saying. Suddenly he said on the phone: I m on the subway now enjoying my time behind a little guy! I couldn’t believe he was talking about me! I thought he didn’t even notice me however the guy stood behind me to get his own pleasure.

I didn’t know what to do; I couldn’t do anything as he was blocking me from behind. He added on the phone: He is cute; I wish I am not getting off in the next station. I was relieved that he was going to leave and that I was going to get loose. The train arrived to the station and he moved back and I heard him say: I wish I can meet him tomorrow and squeeze him harder. While he was moving away, I turned to see what was happening. The train was less crowded yet he kept me pushed in the corner. Everybody was looking at me all surprised where I came from. I couldn’t stand the looks of pity from people so I got off in the following station. For the whole night I couldn’t keep him out of my mind, I kept thinking about how big he was, about how hard he was pushing me and squeezing me to the corner. I was also thinking about what he would do to me if no one was around, he could play with me in any way he wanted. The following day I went to work, I was waiting impatiently to finish work so I can meet him again. The previous day I was hoping that he would let me go but in the following day I was hoping to meet him again as if I developed a crush on him.

At 6pm I arrived to train station, got in the same train and stood in the same corner. The train arrived to the following station, I started getting nervous. I saw him from behind the glass, his entrance to the train made me feel so happy. That day he was wearing a grey shirt, blue jeans and a nice pair of brown shoes while carrying a backpack. However he didn’t see me and he stood in another corner. I was disappointed that he didn’t see me. I kept looking at how good looking he was, how athletic his body was, and few moment later we made eye contact. His green beautiful eyes made me melt. The moment he saw me the train stopped, people were moving around and he walked toward me pretending he was just changing his place. He got so close to me and he held to a high bar, this time I was leaning on the wall and facing him. I was looking directly at under his chest; I felt like that he got taller and bigger. He smelt so good. I kept staring at his muscular arm with all those veins; his arm was so strong that he could choke me in few seconds.

He pulled his phone and apparently called that same person and heard him say: hey, guess what he is in front of me again. He smiled and seemed happy. Then I heard him say to the other person: Okay I will talk to him this time. I looked down and got so excited and happy, I was curious about what he would say to me. The train was approaching a station and he started stopping slowly until he stopped completely and violently out of sudden, I lost balance and almost fell and he held me! He held me with both hands from under my armpits and brought me closer to him. I felt like a little child being played with, I looked up at him and got lost in his beautiful eyes, I remained speechless until he told me: I got you little one. I blushed and thanked hi with a soft low voice while being all shy. He then held my hand and told me: now you won’t fall. It was the first time that someone was taking care of me, I felt so safe near him, and he was like a superhero to me. My hand was small inside of his big one; his fingers were long and thick. Then he got down so close to my face and told me: let’s go for a walk. The door was still open and while he was still holding my hand, he walked outside the train while bringing me with him. I was wondering where he would take me! It got dark outside, we walked in an empty road all by ourselves while being all quiet.

I looked up at him and asked him about his height and he told me: I am 6ft6! I was so amazed that I stopped walking, he stopped too and told me: do you want to know what the world looks like while being 6ft6? I didn’t understand what he meant at the moment but suddenly he lifted me in the air carried me over his hip with one arm. His hand was right under my butt; his hand was so huge that I was feeling it covering my whole butt. We looked at each other with admiration and told him: You are so powerful; you are making me feel so small! He answered me: you are so cute from up-close. He continued walking while I was still carried by him. We arrived to a calm empty park, I loved being carried by him, and I was feeling his affection and warmth. My phone rang, it was my wife. I told him: please do not talk it is my wife; he smiled and told me to not worry.

I spoke with her while I was being carried by a much bigger guy. I told her that I would be late and she suspected nothing. We finished the phone call and he told me: are you enjoying being carried by me? I told him: yes, you are so handsome and strong! He smiled and told me: you are so small how old are you? I told him that I was 38 and asked him back. He told me: I am 23 sweeties! He was 15 years younger than me yet twice my size and also carrying me as if I was his girlfriend! He took me to a bench and sat down while he kept me over his lap! I was no longer feeling like the man I was. He was moving his legs up and down playing with me! I was enjoying being all powerless with him! He then told me: I m getting hungry, let’s go eat! I said: sure I am hungry too. He stood up with me in his arms, he cradled me and I asked him: where are we going to eat? He replied by: in my place.

Your comments will be appreciated !
 

hard2port

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Loved it! The only thing that would have made the story better was if the guy was at least 6'10". 6'6" is too short. ;-)
 

Giantseeker

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Nice story. It could use a little editing though.
 

smoothsilk

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The guy in the subway ''Pt1"​

Every day after work at 6pm, I get back home via subway. Taking public transports during rush hours hadn’t been a pleasant thing to do. The subway had always been horribly crowded; I used to struggle to find a place to stand let alone a place where I could sit. That had been my routine for the past 15 years as I had the same job for all that period. It had been kind of boring to do the same tasks every day; however I was compelled to do so in order to feed my wife and daughter. Taking care of them was my only daily motivation. So one day, I got so tired because of work, I had so many files to take care of, and I got out of work and went to the subway. Once I got to the station, it was as I expected crowded. There was a college next to work, so many students used to use that station. I got in the train; it was a little full of people.

I got into a corner; I turned to face the wall and held in a bar to keep balance. In the next station, more people got in the train. I was getting slightly pushed until a moment I felt that someone stood so close to me from behind that I was feeling his stomach touching my back. I was disturbed by that, and before I turned to complain about my personal space being invaded, he held the bar in front of me in a higher position than my hand. His hand was big, his wrist was wide and his arm was so huge and muscular with veins popping out while my arm seemed so much little under his.

I got scared and curious, scared that he would crush me and curious to see this guy. I turned slowly; my eyes were at the level of his chest. My heart started beating faster as I was getting nervous by the situation I was in. I looked up to him and saw that he was reading the signs on the wall that I had never been able to read because they were so high. He was so tall and very muscular. He was young and a handsome blond guy with green eyes, he was wearing a tight white t-shirt showing his muscles underneath. I wasn’t sure that he noticed me being 5ft7 in front of him. He was so large that I wasn’t able to see what was behind him the thing that made me feel so small in front of him. I turned to face the wall again while being all amazed by the huge guy behind me.

We arrived to another station, I heard many people getting in and suddenly he pushed me with his big body to the corner. I didn’t have much left space, my whole body was touching the wall, and I was unable to move. At that moment I felt so weak and pathetic, being outmuscled by a bigger guy was something I had never experienced. I stayed like that for so long. His phone rang, I felt him pulling it from his pocket and he answered. His voice was deep and masculine; however he was speaking in a foreign language. A foreign language that I happened to understand. He was speaking in a low voice yet I was able to hear what he was saying. Suddenly he said on the phone: I m on the subway now enjoying my time behind a little guy! I couldn’t believe he was talking about me! I thought he didn’t even notice me however the guy stood behind me to get his own pleasure.

I didn’t know what to do; I couldn’t do anything as he was blocking me from behind. He added on the phone: He is cute; I wish I am not getting off in the next station. I was relieved that he was going to leave and that I was going to get loose. The train arrived to the station and he moved back and I heard him say: I wish I can meet him tomorrow and squeeze him harder. While he was moving away, I turned to see what was happening. The train was less crowded yet he kept me pushed in the corner. Everybody was looking at me all surprised where I came from. I couldn’t stand the looks of pity from people so I got off in the following station. For the whole night I couldn’t keep him out of my mind, I kept thinking about how big he was, about how hard he was pushing me and squeezing me to the corner. I was also thinking about what he would do to me if no one was around, he could play with me in any way he wanted. The following day I went to work, I was waiting impatiently to finish work so I can meet him again. The previous day I was hoping that he would let me go but in the following day I was hoping to meet him again as if I developed a crush on him.

At 6pm I arrived to train station, got in the same train and stood in the same corner. The train arrived to the following station, I started getting nervous. I saw him from behind the glass, his entrance to the train made me feel so happy. That day he was wearing a grey shirt, blue jeans and a nice pair of brown shoes while carrying a backpack. However he didn’t see me and he stood in another corner. I was disappointed that he didn’t see me. I kept looking at how good looking he was, how athletic his body was, and few moment later we made eye contact. His green beautiful eyes made me melt. The moment he saw me the train stopped, people were moving around and he walked toward me pretending he was just changing his place. He got so close to me and he held to a high bar, this time I was leaning on the wall and facing him. I was looking directly at under his chest; I felt like that he got taller and bigger. He smelt so good. I kept staring at his muscular arm with all those veins; his arm was so strong that he could choke me in few seconds.

He pulled his phone and apparently called that same person and heard him say: hey, guess what he is in front of me again. He smiled and seemed happy. Then I heard him say to the other person: Okay I will talk to him this time. I looked down and got so excited and happy, I was curious about what he would say to me. The train was approaching a station and he started stopping slowly until he stopped completely and violently out of sudden, I lost balance and almost fell and he held me! He held me with both hands from under my armpits and brought me closer to him. I felt like a little child being played with, I looked up at him and got lost in his beautiful eyes, I remained speechless until he told me: I got you little one. I blushed and thanked hi with a soft low voice while being all shy. He then held my hand and told me: now you won’t fall. It was the first time that someone was taking care of me, I felt so safe near him, and he was like a superhero to me. My hand was small inside of his big one; his fingers were long and thick. Then he got down so close to my face and told me: let’s go for a walk. The door was still open and while he was still holding my hand, he walked outside the train while bringing me with him. I was wondering where he would take me! It got dark outside, we walked in an empty road all by ourselves while being all quiet.

I looked up at him and asked him about his height and he told me: I am 6ft6! I was so amazed that I stopped walking, he stopped too and told me: do you want to know what the world looks like while being 6ft6? I didn’t understand what he meant at the moment but suddenly he lifted me in the air carried me over his hip with one arm. His hand was right under my butt; his hand was so huge that I was feeling it covering my whole butt. We looked at each other with admiration and told him: You are so powerful; you are making me feel so small! He answered me: you are so cute from up-close. He continued walking while I was still carried by him. We arrived to a calm empty park, I loved being carried by him, and I was feeling his affection and warmth. My phone rang, it was my wife. I told him: please do not talk it is my wife; he smiled and told me to not worry.

I spoke with her while I was being carried by a much bigger guy. I told her that I would be late and she suspected nothing. We finished the phone call and he told me: are you enjoying being carried by me? I told him: yes, you are so handsome and strong! He smiled and told me: you are so small how old are you? I told him that I was 38 and asked him back. He told me: I am 23 sweeties! He was 15 years younger than me yet twice my size and also carrying me as if I was his girlfriend! He took me to a bench and sat down while he kept me over his lap! I was no longer feeling like the man I was. He was moving his legs up and down playing with me! I was enjoying being all powerless with him! He then told me: I m getting hungry, let’s go eat! I said: sure I am hungry too. He stood up with me in his arms, he cradled me and I asked him: where are we going to eat? He replied by: in my place.

Your comments will be appreciated !
Definitely my sort of scenario but it would have got me so much more excited, if he was over 7'ft & was wearing white skimpy shorts to show his super long legs off fully, being blond most probably very hairy to lightly tickle you.
 

luvtalls

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I agree, a little taller would make it seem more realistic, and mention his weight, probably somewhere 300 lbs would fit.
 

shadulti2

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I loved the story, nicely realistic. Good that the tall one is a young and athletic one, instead of being freakishly big or muscular. And yeah maybe he could be like 6’9 or so as well.
 

Heightappreciator

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Definitely my sort of scenario but it would have got me so much more excited, if he was over 7'ft & was wearing white skimpy shorts to show his super long legs off fully, being blond most probably very hairy to lightly tickle you.
I appreciate it so much ! My next stories will hopefully please you
 

Heightappreciator

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Height example: 6'2
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I loved the story, nicely realistic. Good that the tall one is a young and athletic one, instead of being freakishly big or muscular. And yeah maybe he could be like 6’9 or so as well.
Your commmmeent is appreciated !!
 

Heightappreciator

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Thank you for your comments everyone! I appreciate it so much , I will be posting a new story tonight for you guys!
 
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