One-Night Stand
By: FallTerm
Max knew something was up. He had a queasy feeling in the pit of his stomach ever since the car
ride to this guys apartment. He kept noticing the guy grinning at him out of the corner of his eye.
When he asked what was up he just said. "Man I'm gonna have fun tonight." Now he sat. The
sofa was leather, and quite comfortable. Matt had excused himself leaving Max with his beer and
time to re-think his situation. Hadn't he fucking learned his lesson about internet chat rooms? He
had more than is share of psychos from those things, yet here he was… again. Maybe he could
slip out and get a cab.
"Not thinking of running off are you?" Matt stood in the hallway with a towel around his waste, his
dark hair wet and clinging to his face. "The night it still young boy-o" Max managed a weak smile
Boy-o.. he sure knew how to pick em. "Nice place you got, looks brand new." "Just moved in, they
tell me I'm the first tenant." Matt smiled. "Finish your beer, I'll be back in a sec, then we can get
down to business." Matt struck a bicep pose and chucked before he disappeared down the hall.
At least he was hot. Max took another few swigs of beer. He wasn't much of a drinker but alcohol
would only help tonight. It had been a month since he had seen any action and tonight he was
going to get some. Even if it was from a cock son-of-a-bitch.
"Hey man, I'm gonna grab a beer myself. You want another?" Matt asked with his lopsided grin.
"Naw I good thanks, I'm already getting a nice little buzz."
"Aw a lightweight eh? Just how I like em." Matt said with a goofy laugh. "Be right back bro." And
he disappeared around the corner into the kitchen. Max could hear him fumbling with a bottle
opener. "So you on the chat thing often." Max asked from the living room. "Don't get on much
myself."
"Uh.. yeah." Matt called back, "It has it's uses."
"I guess it does." Max agreed.
"Well." Matt said as he came n the room. "Got a hottie into my apartment tonight didn't it."
Max smiled shyly at the complement. "Well ya got me anyway."
"Yup yup. How's your beer."
"Fuckin' awesome, I usually don't like the stuff." Max said as he took the last swig.
"Lemme know, plenty more where that came from."
"Cool."
"Take off your shirt." Matt smiled.
"Uh, sure." Max replied suddenly self-conscious. Slowly he pulled off his sweatshirt reveling his
defined chest.
"Nice dude. Almost as good as your truly." Mat praised. And proceeded to unbutton his shirt.
Cocky or not the man had a fine form. He was on the bodybuilder side of fit. While he wouldn't
win any competitions soon, he was a sight to behold. "Get over here."
Max leaned over and put his arms around his one-night stand. And locked in a long passionate
kiss, his nostrils breathing in the perfect combination of cologne and sweat. They both moaned
with pleasure, as here hand explored each others bodies. It wasn't long before Max was just in
his socks and Matt was in nothing at all. "Lets get to the bedroom stud-man." Matt whispered into
Max's ear as he nibbled it. "yeah…" max managed to moan.
They stood up together sharing yet another long passionate kiss. To Max's surprise when they
stood he had to crane his neck upward to keep contact with Matt's lips. But they had been the
same height when they met up. Must have had tall shoes on. Max thought to himself as they
walked to the bedroom. Or rather stumbled, Max's one beer had taken more of an effect that he
would have thought. The whole room was spinning. He found it odd that this didn't worry him, he
just felt a kind of dull euphoria, and then Matt planted another one of those magical kissed. That
man could use his tongue. The kiss seemed to last forever. Max could focus on nothing but the
warm tongue dancing in his mouth, he was in heaven.
Too soon the kiss was over. He opened his eyes to find Matt quite defiantly looking down at him,
in fact her was bent over significantly, Max's arms, which were resting on Matt's shoulders were
over his head. "What's going on." Max asked, beginning to punch through the buzz.
"The beginning of the best night of your life little man, good thing to because it will be your last."
Matt said with his lopsided grin.
Even before matt had stopped talking max had gotten significantly shorter. With them both
standing straight up he was only coming to the Matt's waste.
"You…" Max started, "y-y-yyou have to stop this."
"Wouldn't if I could man, it's a one way trip, in more ways than one. Sit back and enjoy it, you are
going where few men have gone before." Matt said as he scooped up the now mid-thigh sized
max. "Now lets get to the bedroom shall we?"
Within fifteen minutes max had gone from knee-high to just under ankle height. He couldn't speak
anymore; his tiny thought was just too small to make any sound. Matt had set him on the dresser
and lay on the bed jerking off as matt got smaller and smaller. He would have been panicking if
not for the comforting fog that was in his head keeping his from absorbing what was going on.
"look like your about done getting' small stud." Matt laughed as get got up off the bed and lifted
max off the dresser to eye level. "Now, what do you think we are going to play now?"
Max tried to say something but no sound came. Matt seemed not to notice. "I know." He said,
"lets play midnight snack. Would you like that?" In the unusuall events of the last hour, food had
been the farthest thing from Max's mind. But now that it was brought up he found that he was
very, very hungry. That coupled with the unnatural calm he felt made him just nod his head.
"You like that idea do ya?" Matt laughed ,"Well good! Here we go!"
Matt tipped his massive head back and opened his mouth. Slowly he brought the tiny figure of
Max close to his mouth. Max could feel the warm moist break coming from between those lips he
had been lost in not an hour before."Enjoy the ride little man." Matt said. And with that he
let go of Max. For the briefest t of moments max fell though space, fell into the dark cavern on the
giants mouth. But before he knew it he had impacted on Matt's soft slippery tongue. Slowly above
him matt closed his lips. Light from the outside world got dimmer and dimmer until finally, the lips
closed and Max was in darkness.
In the wet, warmness that was now his world. For a long time nothing happened, he just sat there
in the darkness, living off Matt's breath, waiting. Fear dancing just outside the fog that clouded his
mind, which made it difficult to think, much less try to escape. Somehow it all just seemed very
natural. Very… he had a sinking feeling in his stomach. Shaking his head a squeezing his eyes
shut he tried to wrap his mind around what was going on. Matt seemed to just be waiting, biding
his time until…
Max's head was clearing, the dense cloud in his head that had made this all seem surreal and
harmless quickly dissipating. A ting of panic ripped though his chest and he struggled to his feet,
which was difficult on the slippery tongue. He made his way to the front of Matt's mouth and
pushed against the inside of his lips, but they wouldn't budge. Panic mounting he began to pound
violently against the inside of the giant's mouth. Screaming silent screens pleading for freedom.
This seemed to be what matt had been waiting for, Max felt the inside of his lips twist into his
characteristic grin. The tongue began to move. Max fought futilely against it and it slowly
began to work him back. Flailing his tiny arms he felt for anything to grab onto, but met only
slippery flesh. Max noticed with a mixture of relief and terror that matt was steering him clear of
his teeth. Which meant he want going to crush him, or rip him apart slowly, what it did mean
was… he reached for anything, something to grab onto but nothing halted his slow progression to
the back of the giant mouth. The teetering on the edge of his doom the rhythmic motion of the
tongue stopped.
He tried to scamper back forward but Matt moved his tongue to the roof of his mouth, blocking
him. Slowly the giant began to tip his head back. Max let out a silent scream as he began to slide,
pulled by gravity toward the giant throat. There was nothing he could do, slowly, ever so slowly
he slid, until… The giants though muscle contracted, and with a last desperate futile grab the little
man was pushed down the long tube to the giant stomach which awaited him.
Matt swallowed again, and again, and again. Forcing the tiny man further and further down.
Finally with one final gulp max once again found himself falling. With a splash he landed on the
bottom the giants stomach. He could hear matt laughing, the stomach muscle contracting with
every chuckle. He was saying something, but the sound was so muffled he couldn't make out
what it was. Darkness surrounded him, he fell as matt shifted his position, laying once again on
the bed. Occasionally pushing on his stomach, making his cramped space that much smaller.
Prodding him... he suspected to make him move around. But he wouldn't, he would sit there
motionless. Motionless until the end. He would keep some of his dignity.