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The
"Tuskegee Towers" Get A New Pet
I have
the most awesome masters a pet could ever hope to have. Master Byron
installed voice recognition software on his laptop and placed me on his
desk with a computer microphone. So all I have to do is speak into the mic
and my words get typed on the screen. Pretty cool, huh? Considering I’m
only about 8 inches tall, I couldn’t exactly type on a standard keyboard
or use a pencil anyway. My giant masters want me to tell the story of
what’s happened to me – so they can sort of experience it from my point of
view. They think it will be a major turn-on.
OK, here
goes….
My name is
Matt. I grew up in Madison,
Wisconsin and graduated from high
school last spring. Just two weeks before graduation day, my mom and dad
were coming back from a business trip to
Chicago and were both killed
in a car accident. I don’t have any brothers or sisters and really wasn’t
very close to our other relatives. My parents were struggling with their
small business ventures and by the time the lawyers got through sorting it
all out, they basically told me I’d have to sell the family house to pay
off my parents debt and if I was lucky I might have about ten thousand
dollars left over. I felt completely lost and alone and didn’t know what
to do with myself. For a while, I thought I might just kill myself and be
done with it. Then one day I was talking to a buddy of mine who said, why
don’t you go ahead and enroll in college? You can get student loans to
cover everything and you won’t have to pay any of it back until you
graduate. It sounded like a good plan. At least I’d have a place to live,
something to keep me busy, and I might make some new friends. I needed to
move away and start fresh in a completely new place. But where should I
go?
Now at this
point I should tell you that I’m gay and I’ve always had a real thing for
black guys…..especially tall black guys. I don’t know what it is, but even
in junior high when I’d see these super tall black guys playing basketball
on TV, I would get really excited. It started to become an obsession and I
would watch every college and pro game on TV and make a list of the
tallest black players. Then I’d surf the web and try to find out
everything I could about them -- exactly how tall they were, what size
shoes they wore, where they were from, etc.
Then the
light bulb went off. Maybe I should go to one of the colleges where these
towering black ball players go? I turned on my computer and went through
all my saved basketball player files. There were these amazing guys at one
school I remembered reading about……ah, here it is! It was
Tuskegee
University. It’s one of the
historically black colleges and there are two gorgeous seven footers there
– they call them the “Tuskegee
Towers.” One of the guys is
named Joe. He’s a junior on the basketball team, and stands an incredible
7’3” tall! He has braided hair and looks like a hip-hop artist, only way
bigger! The other “tower” is named Byron. He’s 6’11 ½” tall (we might as
well say 7 feet plus with shoes on) and not a great basketball player –
but he’s an amazing runner and a star on the track team. These guys are
not only super tall, but two of the most handsome black men I have ever
seen -- at any height! I started to imagine what it would be like to see
them on campus, to go to the track events and watch Byron run and the
basketball games to watch Joe dominate the game.
Tuskegee was the place for
me!
I tried
to get through my classes as best I could, but I found it hard to
concentrate and my grades were suffering. I seemed to spend every moment
thinking about “the towers” and if I might get to see them up close and
personal. I never missed a track event or basketball game, but I was
always pretty far away and couldn’t really appreciate how amazingly tall
and handsome they must be up close. I read in the school paper that they
were really good friends and did almost everything together. I imagined
they must enjoy having a friend they could look at eye-to-eye instead of
having to look down all the time. Nearly three semesters went by and I was
getting so frustrated that I had never seen either one of them around
campus – only from afar as I sat in the bleachers. Then one day it
happened . . . the moment I had been dreaming about had finally arrived!
It was
finals week and the library was open late so we could study. I was up in
the book stacks and as I looked through an opening in the shelf, I could
see the heads of two black guys sitting at a nearby study table. One of
them had braids and my heart started beating a mile a minute. Could it be
the “Tuskegee
Towers” in the flesh? I spread
the books apart a little to get a better view and saw that it was really
them! I just stood there mesmerized for several minutes watching the two
of them study. Byron was on the left and Joe on the right. I couldn’t take
my eyes off of them. It was like time stood still and I was in a dream. As
I peered at them from my hiding place, I saw Byron look to his left and
then his right – like he was checking to see that nobody was around. Then
he leaned over and gave Joe an incredible kiss! Oh my God – they weren’t
“best friends” -- they were lovers!
I just
had to meet them. I waited a few minutes so they wouldn’t think I saw the
kiss, and then I made my way around the book shelf. I couldn’t help
starting at Joe’s long legs (which stretched the whole length of the
table) and his sneakers which looked like they were at least size 20’s!
Byron’s shoes were not exactly small either -- I was guessing a 16 or 17
probably. I was so nervous that I dropped my books and the two towering
hunks both looked up at me. I saw Byron give a glance over to Joe and kind
of snicker – he was probably amused at what a klutz I was and how nervous
I appeared to be. I stumbled over some words, “Uh, sorry….I didn’t mean to
bother you.” Byron smiled this magnificent smile and said, “No problem,
man. Come have a seat and chill for a minute.” I nearly fainted on the
spot. I finally gathered my composure and sat down, afraid they would pick
up on how totally in awe of them I was. “Uh, thanks. I’ve seen you guys on
the field and on the court – you are really amazing athletes.” Joe replied
this time, with an incredibly deep and sexy voice: “Thanks man. You play
any sports?” I explained that I had been on the swimming team in high
school but hadn’t really tried out for anything at the University yet. Joe
was about to say something when Byron kind of cut him off and said,
“What’s your name?” Matt, I said. “Listen Matt, Joe and I have all our
stuff here and don’t want to lose this table. Could you do us a big favor
and go get us a couple of sodas?” Sure, no problem. I was happy to do
anything he asked! Hell, I’d have gotten down on my knees and worshipped
him if he asked me to! He gave me a few dollars and off I went.
[Now
this part of the story, I learned later from my master]
After I
was out of sight, Joe looked at Byron as if he could read what he was
thinking. “Don’t even think about it, Byron. I told you….never again.”
Byron
pleaded, “But baby….it will be different this time. I want another little
pet Joe….a little boy toy to keep me company when you go off to the Lakers
training camp next summer. And he would be perfect. You can tell he’s
totally in awe of us already. And he won’t shrink too small like the last
one, I promise. I have just enough of the powder left so he should end up
about 8 or 9 inches tall…..not an inch like our last pet.”
“I told
you after the accident that I never wanted another human pet. I know the
guy ended up the size of a bug, but he was a grown man before you shrunk
him. Can you imagine how I felt, knowing that I just stepped on him and
crushed him to death under my foot and didn't even feel it?” Joe said
somberly.
Byron
put his hand on Joe’s shoulder. “You’ve got to stop blaming yourself,
baby. You know you didn’t mean to it…..it was an accident. He was so tiny
you couldn’t even see him down at your feet. And he knew he wasn’t
supposed to leave his box and run around like that. It wasn’t your fault,
Joe. Besides, this pet won’t be that tiny….I’m sure of it. I don’t have
that much of the powder left. And I’ll be extra careful not to ever let
him out of my sight. I promise. You remember how turned-on you got when
you held our little pet in your hand and you let him climb up onto your
toes? We could have that feeling again. Please, baby….let me shrink
Matt and make him our new pet.” Here he comes now….
“Here
you go, guys. A 7-up for me and Byron and a Coke for Joe.” As we opened
our sodas and took a swig, I marveled at the size of Joe and Byron’s hands
– both so big and with such long fingers. Then Joe said, “Oh man. I’m
sorry Matt, I completely forgot. I’m supposed to be drinking Diet Cokes
now. I need to drop a couple of pounds by next week – coach’s orders. Do
you mind going back and getting me a diet?” “No problem, big guy. Anything
you say.” I couldn’t believe I actually said that, but Joe just smiled and
handed me another dollar bill. “Thanks buddy.”
Once I was
out of sight, Byron opened my 7-up bottle and dumped a small vile of
powder into it. When I returned, I gulped down the rest of my soda – I was
so nervous being around these two, my mouth was as dry as a desert.
Suddenly I started to feel really strange. I’d never felt this way before.
I felt things kind of going out of focus and then I guess I blacked out
for a moment. When I opened my eyes again and my vision cleared, I was
looking up at Byron and his face was as big as a billboard! I felt a
little chill and discovered I was now naked…..and lying in the palm of
Byron’s giant hand! “Oh my God! What’s happened to me?”
“Now
calm down little man, calm down. It’s going to take you a while to get
used to this but you’re going to be OK. I put something in your 7-up that
made you shrink. We’re not going to hurt you, so don’t be scared. But I
have to put you in Joe’s gym bag right now before somebody sees you. We’ll
take you back to our place and then explain the rest.” Joe had zipped open
his bag and Byron gently placed me into it, on top of Joe’s sweat-soaked
workout clothes. As the zipper closed and all went dark, I was racing with
emotions – partly shock and fear, but mostly incredible excitement and
horniness! As I took in the smell of Joe’s bag and thought about what it
was like to be dangling from Byron’s hand, my dick got as hard as a rock.
I have no idea how Byron was able to do this, but it was no dream – I was
really in Joe’s gym bag! I felt the motion of the bag and knew I was being
carried out of the library. The journey seemed to last a long time, maybe
because my mind was so filled with thoughts and fantasies. This was truly
a dream come true. At my new miniature size, “the towers” were not just
super tall guys to me anymore – they were giants – no, they were gods! I
didn’t really know what they planned to do with me, but I knew that I
wanted to stay this small as long as I could. Judging from the gentle way
Byron handled me, I believed him when he said they wouldn’t hurt me. I
couldn’t wait to see the two of them towering over me at full height. I
wanted to bow at their massive feet and worship them. I had an orgasm just
thinking about it and wiped myself clean on the soft cotton that
surrounded me.
Finally
the movement stopped and I saw light entering the bag as Joe unzipped it.
He reached in and scooped me up into his enormous hand, which was larger
and rougher-feeling than Byron’s. Still, he was gentle as he enfolded me
in his long powerful fingers, being careful not to grip me too hard. He
lifted me up out of the bag and then set me down on the floor in front of
his feet. I looked up to see the unbelievable sight of the
“Tuskegee
Towers” looming over me like
incredible skyscrapers. They stared down at me with satisfied grins and I
was so mesmerized, all I could do was stare up at them in complete awe.
Byron turned to Joe and said, “Look at him baby. I told you he’d be
perfect. Byron reached his hand down and pointed his index finger down at
me. “Worship your new masters, little one.” Without any hesitation I
dropped to my knees and began bowing furiously before the two beautiful
giants. It was my first command and I obeyed it happily.
“You see
what I mean, baby. Byron reached down and picked me up, placing me gently
in his outstretched hand. He stroked me, like he was rewarding me for
being such a good and obedient pet. “OK little man, here’s the deal. From
now on you won’t be called Matt anymore. You belong to me and Joe now and
we’ll be calling you ‘pet’ from now on. You will call us ‘master.’ We
won’t hurt or abuse you, but we expect you to obey us like a good little
pet or we might have to punish you. That powder I used to shrink you is
all gone now, and as far as I know there is no way to reverse this. You’re
going to be this size for the rest of your life. I know it’s going to be
hard at first, never getting to see your family and friends, but we have
to keep your existence a secret. But we’ll take good care of you….and
after a while you won’t miss them anymore and they’ll come to accept that
you are not coming back. Do you understand everything, pet?”
I rolled
over onto my stomach in Byron’s hand and started to cry uncontrollably, my
tiny tears running between his long smooth fingers. He must have thought I
was truly devastated by all of this. He started to stroke my back with his
fingertips and tell me everything was going to be OK. He lifted his hand
up so I was nearly level with he and Joe’s eyes. I sat up and wiped my
tears and spoke to them. “I’m OK master, honest I am. I’m not crying out
of sadness. These are tears of joy! I don’t have any family anymore and I
left my friends back in
Wisconsin so I could come
here to Alabama. I came to
Tuskegee for one reason and
one reason only . . . because I wanted to be where both of you were. I’ve
been following your careers and think you’re the most incredible and
handsome guys I’ve ever seen. I dreamed of meeting both of you one
day….and now it’s come true in a way I could never have imagined in a
million years! I’ll be a good pet, I promise…..and I will spend the rest
of my life trying to make you both happy.”
I was so
overcome with emotion I started tearing up again. As I looked up at my
master’s giant faces, I could see Byron’s beautiful eyes watering a little
too and even Joe seemed to be moved by my little speech. He reached over
and gave me a few gentle strokes with his finger. I could tell he wasn’t
ready to completely show his softer side just yet, so he quickly changed
the subject. Turning to Byron he said, “OK baby, I need something to eat.
I haven’t had a bite since breakfast. Can you whip up one of your amazing
ham and cheese omelets?”
“Sure thing, babe. I’ll take our pet with me
and he can watch the master chef in action! He curled his fingers around
me and carried me into the kitchen where he placed me on the counter next
to the sink. It was kinda warm in the kitchen, and without warning my
master pulled his shirt off. I’m sure my little tongue must have been
hanging out as I stared up at him in amazement. He had the most incredible
toned body and perfect washboard abs. Not an ounce of body fat on my
master Byron! He was a beautiful brown-skinned Adonis with that perfect
runner’s build I’ve always admired. He glanced down at me and smiled,
obviously aware of the incredible show he was putting on for me. He really
did work like a pro in the kitchen and had a mouth-watering omelet
prepared in no time. He made a jumbo-sized one so he and Joe could share
it. I was hoping he might share a little with me too (I was starving!) but
I didn’t dare ask for any, not knowing how my master would react. I just
sat there like a good little pet and decided I probably shouldn’t speak
unless my master spoke to me first. Byron plated the huge omelet and
carried it in one hand and me in the other to the kitchen table. Then my
master’s did something that really surprised me. Byron placed his hand
down on the table with his palm turned up and told me to climb into his
hand and lay back. Then he motioned to the big man and Joe reached his
long arm across the table and placed his even larger hand gently over top
of me so I was sandwiched between the two lover’s hands. Joe’s fingers
were slightly parted and I could see Byron lower his head. Byron said a
short prayer, thanking God for the food…..and for bringing me to them. At
that moment -- for the first time since my parents left me -- I felt safe,
warm, and loved.
Joe
removed the lid from a jar of grape jelly that was on the table, scooped
some of the omelet onto it, blew on it to cool it down, and then put “my
plate” down next to me and said, “Dig in, pet. We don’t have a little fork
for you yet, so you’ll have to use your hands.” I looked up and said,
“Thank you, Master” and then practically inhaled my food. It was the best
omelet I had ever tasted.
He
looked down, and seeing how quickly I had cleaned my plate said, “Wow. Our
little pet was pretty hungry, wasn’t he? You’ve been so good I’ll give you
some of this grape jelly for dessert. He dipped his long index finger into
the jelly and scooped some out of the jar. He lowered his finger down to
me so I could lick all the jelly off of it. I was in another world as I
licked my beautiful master’s finger clean, and without even realizing it I
had an erection the entire time. After I had licked every drop of jelly
from my master’s finger, he lowered it down to my rock-hard cock and
placed the tip of his finger under my dick to display it for Joe. “Look at
this baby – seems little man was not only hungry, but horny too! He’s been
such a good little pet so far, I think we should let him get off, don’t
you? Why don’t you play with him while I clean up the dishes, and I can
have my turn later.
Joe
picked me up and gently pushed me back into his hand with the tip of his
finger. Then he wet it and started flipping my tiny cock back and forth as
I stared up at his huge face. I was a little doll-sized plaything to him.
He smiled down at me as he played with my little dick, like a kid with his
new toy. His touch was incredible and my whole body trembled as I felt his
strength and power as he held me and brought me incredible pleasure with
just a few flicks of his finger. I was desperately trying not to cum too
fast and my master obviously picked up on this. He smiled, and the warmth
of his breath rushed over me as he said, “Go ahead pet…..cum for your
master.” That was all I needed and I instantly exploded, my cum shooting
all over the tip of his finger. He licked it clean and then brought me up
to his mouth and licked me from head to toe with his giant tongue. It was
the most amazing orgasm I’d ever had, and I was completely spent. Byron
came over and looked down at me in his lover’s hand. “Man, you really wore
the little guy out, didn’t you baby? I’ll let him rest while we
watch the game. Baby, go get one of your sneakers and white socks. I
remember how he was checking out those huge feet of yours in the library,
so we’ll let him use one of your sneaks as his place to sleep.” Byron
reached over and lifted me out of Joe’s hand and stroked me a little while
the big man was getting the sneaker. He placed me gently in the opening of
the sneaker where Joe had already placed a thick white sock. He carried me
and the shoe into the bedroom and placed me on the dresser. Joe went into
the other room to watch a basketball game on TV. Before Byron left to join
him, he peered into my new “bed” and said softly, “Have a nice little nap,
pet. After the game, it’s my turn to play with you!”
As I
laid there staring up at the massive shoe that surrounded me, I was too
excited to sleep. I kept running through the past few hours in my head:
the weird sensation of the shrinking powder; the sight of the two towering
basketball players transformed into magnificent giants before my eyes; the
rush I got when my master put me in his hand and lifted me into the air;
the amazing feeling of lying in the hand of a beautiful, god-like man and
trembling inside as the mere touch of his huge finger brought me to an
unbelievable climax; the wet, hot, indescribably erotic feeling of his
colossal tongue swiping across my entire body; and the realization that
not only had I finally met the two towering black basketball players I had
dreamed about, but I now belonged to them forever!
Before I
knew it I could feel the dresser shake and hear the booming sound of my
giant master approaching. I
looked up through the huge opening of the size 22 basketball shoe that
surrounded me to see the huge, incredibly handsome face of Master Byron
peering down at me. “Couldn’t
sleep little guy? I guess all
of this is pretty exciting for you huh?” I was so in awe of him I could
barely speak and just nodded my head. He smiled and lit up my little
sleeping space with his enormous brilliant white smile. Then I gasped as I saw his long
fingers reach in to surround and hoist me out of the shoe like one of
those crane games I used to play at the county fair. He set me in his palm and looked
down at my little naked body that now belonged to him. He felt my little limbs and chest
with the huge tip of his finger and then made his way down to my little
rock-hard dick. “It’s a cute
little thing pet…..just like you.
But I bet you won’t believe how big mine gets when I get all
excited.” he said with a smile.
“Let’s put it this way….it’s bigger than you are by at least 4
inches!” He carried me over
to the enormous bed and set me down on the pillow. I gazed up in complete amazement
as I watched this incredibly tall, lean, ebony God undress above me. It was an unbelievable sight. He scooped me up in his hand and
laid back on the bed, leaning against the huge headboard. Then he lowered me down to his
enormous cock and held me up against it….his huge hand surrounding me and
my entire body pressed up against the massive, warm, dark brown
column. My master’s hand
moved gently up and down and soon the friction caused my entire body to
sweat and lightly lubricate my giant’s monumental manhood. “Oh yeah little man….I like how
your tiny body feels against my dick” It didn’t take long for the giant
cock to become fully erect, towering over me just as the “two towers” had
when I was normal size.
Master Byron let out a huge sigh of ecstasy and shot an enormous
load. I marveled at the sight
of what seemed to me like gallons of cum spraying out onto his chiseled
abs and perfect pecs. His
enormous hand relaxed and released me from its gentle grip and I just
continued to hug his enormous cock as it slowly softened. I heard a rumbling sound again and
knew that the other big guy must be approaching. I looked up at him, a little
afraid of how he might react to this scene. He just smiled and said, “Well
Byron….looks like you wasted no time using our little pet as a little
masturbation toy. Guess
you’ll be doing that a lot when I’m away at training camp. Well, it will keep you out of
trouble I guess so that’s a good thing.” The big guy picked me up and took
me over to his shoe. “Time to
put our little pet to bed” he said as he deposited me into his gargantuan
sneaker.
The next
morning it was Master Joe who took me out of the shoe and carried me to
the kitchen. Master Byron was
making breakfast and the big guy placed me on the floor under the kitchen
table and gently lowered one of his incredible size 22 feet down over
me. “Now don’t be afraid
pet. I’m not going to put the
weight of my foot down on you….but I like how you feel under there.” Master Joe’s fondness for “playing
footsy with his little pet” became a regular routine each morning while he
was having his breakfast.
After Master Joe would leave for the gym, Master Byron would place
me on the table and I would eat the perfectly proportioned left-overs the
big guy had left on his plate for me. It’s always hard for me to
concentrate on eating though with master Byron towering over me in nothing
but his underwear. Luckily,
he had a fondness for playing with me in the morning, too! J
Well
there you have it….my incredible
journey from a regular-sized college
student
to becoming the “pet” of the
“Tuskegee
Towers.” I still imagine that I’m going to
wake
up one morning and realize this whole thing is some amazing
dream. And right about
then
I feel my master’s fingers enfold around me
as I get lifted out of
shoe.
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