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Pool Boy

by Speck

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It was my first vacation in three years, I would never have dreamed I'd get the chance to go to the Key West during the winter. It was like paradise, there were beautiful men all around. Some really tall ones too. I love tall guys, I always dreamed of being small and worshipping them like Gods. I mean I thought that it was a dream.

The next morning after we had arrived my buddies Jon and Mark wanted to go to a clothing optional beach, I said that sounds like fun but I don't think I'm stripping it all off. Mark said that's fine that's why its clothing optional. I went to get a beach chair and Mark stooped me, you have to pay for the chairs ,there are people there that will bring them to you. Mark had lived in Key West before I had met him, he lead the pack and he did a fine job at that.

When we walked up the stairs to the bar next to the beach I was stricken by this beautiful young Adonis. Don't get me wrong I'm no old man but he was about 24 short dirty blond hair, crystal blue eyes that matched the water in the bay. His face strong and his jaw square with a hint on stubble only noticeable as the light caught it as he turned his head. He smiled at one of the bartenders with perfect ivory teeth and turned to walk away, nothing on except red silk shorts. His shoulders broad he was about 6í7î, well defined biceps and firm pecs with just a glinting of hair. His feet bare. I got to admit I love the feet, his were 14ís at least. I could not take my eyes off him until he turned and looked back towards me I just would stare down, he was an Adonis a God how dare I stare at him. Mark noticing that I was in a trance started to laugh, "Uh, when your done getting hard over the pool boy you might want to go up to him and ask him for the chairs for us to layout on."

"The pool boy??"

"Yeah, the pool boy," Mark said.

"NO NO! I can't go over there!: Mark was used to seeing guys like this. He lived in Vegas and well let's just say he was also well put together but he was only 5'4", we were good friends but he was too hot for a guy like me and anyway . . . I like em big. Even though I'm the tallest in our group I'm only 5'6". Mark enjoyed the look over my face he liked to see me squirm now and then. He walked over to him and paid for our chairs.

I watched as this breath taking man mountain walked up to the pile of chairs and bent to grab them with his perfectly tanned hands, I could see they were big , firm, the veins running down his forearms and into his hands, even to his thumbs. he grasped them commandingly and lifted them overhead they must have been 8 feet up in the air. We were on a dock and I could hear his bare feet pounding louder and louder as he got closer. As he walked pasted I could see little trickles of sweat under his light brown hairy arm pits, his pecs and biceps flexed, the warm wind blew his scent towards me I thought I would cum right there.

Mark started to snicker a little as he watched me squirm in ecstasy. "We're gonna go up to the bar and get something to drink, don't forget to tip him."

I was so preoccupied I did not remember that my cash was in the truck. "Here you go." he said "I'll put you little guys right here at the end. There will be a lot more people later . . . might enjoy some space for now,"

He placed the chairs down and turned half way around, then stopped to look down by his feet. I got a lump in my throat I could see a spider crawling on the deck by his right foot. How awesome, this young God was staring down with a look of pure power and control, his eyes peering down seemed to turn an icy blue. he closed his right fist, I could see the veins swelling in his hand.

He lifted his foot, pulled up his toes, the cords and veins in his bronzed foot flexing , with his big toe he tapped the poor little victim , it was half crushed, but still moving. Again with his big toe he pressed down, grinding his toe and foot ,this time obliterating it all together into a small wet spot on the deck. He lifted his foot to his knee to inspect for traces of the intruder, of course noting but a moist spot on the bottom of his young slightly dusty toe. He had noticed my captivation with his show of God like domination.

I just looked away and tried to play it off. He walked up to me , he moved in close, towering above me by over a foot, he looked down at me and said There's an old saying around here with the locals, threes only one way to deal with the insects and the tourists . . . I looked up into his icy blue eyes, then he spoke in a deep powerful voice, "CRUSH THEM, GRIND THEM INTO A PULP, HAVE NO MERCY!!!"

I just started to laugh , trying not to give away any signs that my heart was pounding out of my chest, I squirmed out from under his enormous presence, putting my hand in my pocket I reached for a tip, but nothing was there.

He glared with those powerful eyes. I am sorry my money is in the truck, I'll take care of you later , I promise. A sinister grin came across his face. He gritted his beautiful teeth and tuned and walked away, I could hear him saying, "SO WILL I!"

The dock began to vibrate with each blow of his huge feet the sound of his feet pounding on the ground echoing in my head.

Mark and Jon returned from the bar with nothing for me of course. "Where's my drink??" Jon, already lying on the chair, demanded at the bar. "Why don't you go up there and buy your new boy toy a drink while your at it?"

Not that I'm conceded or anything but Jon has been trying to get with me for a long time, he's just not my type . . . you know I like them big.

I went down to the truck to get some money careful to avoid the Adonis until I had some money to offer him. As I approached the bar to get a drink I could feel his footsteps approaching again, I stared strait ahead trying to gain my composure. I turned to give him his tip but he was busy talking with some customers. I turned and ordered a Bud, I watched in the mirror as he slugged down a huge Styrofoam cup of water, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down his thick neck should have been carved in stone, when he was through he clamped his fist and crushed the cup into a tiny little white ball, I could not take it anymore I had to find the bathroom fast and get off before I got myself in too much trouble.

"Where are the bathrooms?" I asked the bartender.

"Down the other side of the dock behind the office," Then he leaned over and said , "His name is Rob just in case you were wondering." Then he chuckled.

I walked quickly, closed the door behind me in the stall and started to rub myself, thinking of his size and power as he stood close to me. Oh shit I thought I forgot to lock the door . . . aw, who gives a shit? I'll be quiet. All of the sudden I heard the door open and the sound of the lock being tuned. I could hear the sound of those huge 14 feet walking into the room.

"COME OUT, COME OUT little one . . . I think you owe me something!"

I was frozen, he had come to collect, the sound of his pounding foot steps and his deep powerful voice striking fear in my chest, my face all flushed, like he knew what I was doing or even worse what I was thinking.

BANG! The stall door blasted open, he stood blocking my escape hands reached up on both sides of the stall, his presence enormous.

"What did your mother tell you about jerking off in public bathrooms?"

With one hand he grabbed my arm and pulled me out. "You insects are all the same; you come down here to have a good time and you and your little maggot friends think I am beneath you . . . the 'pool boy' . . ."

I quickly tried to interject , "No, no not at all! As a matter, I-"

"SILENCE!" he boomed. "I will tell you when you can speak worm!"

The room began to stretch upward and so did Rob. Higher and higher , I was shrinking at an incredible pace. What the hell is going on?

"Don't worry," he said in a deafening thundering voice. "The bartender is one of us, he knows how to fix the tourists!"

There must have been something in my beer, now I was a mere 2 inches high--just tall enough to see over Robs big toe. It had happened . . . I was a tiny little speck on the floor, no bigger than the spider I had watched this God towering over me crush with his big toe! Now I was at this gigantic man's feet completely helpless . . . at his mercy!