Tall Stranger in the Woods Pt. 02

It had been a few days since I met the tall man in the woods, late in the evening. We barely exchanged words. I didn't even know his name. Yet we shared a passionate moment together. Both of us naked, holding each other tight, his cock finishing inside me. Before he drove away, I gave him my number, hopeful I'd hear from him again. It had been three days since we met, though for each of those days I thought about the tall stranger from the woods. Waking up this morning, I reached across my bed as if my hands were trying to feel for him. The tall man really left an impression on me.

That night, I heard from the tall man again. A phone call to my mobile, after 10pm. He was saved as "Tall Man" in my phone, and my fingers stumbled to answer quickly. There was a pause for a moment, then I heard him.

"Hey little man. Its me, from the woods. I hope I didn't wake you. I just haven't stopped thinking about you."

My face flushed with red. Wow, his voice sounded so soft yet with a low growl. And better yet, he still wanted me. A small thought crossed my mind that he might just be horny, but I shook it away.

"I'm still awake. It's nice to hear your voice," I replied. Laying in bed in a t-shirt and boxers, my crotch started to stir. I instinctly reached down to my hardening member and felt a familiar wetness like I experienced when meeting the tall man for the first time.

"Good, little man. It's nice to hear your voice. I've been thinking about the time we spent together and I hoped to meet you again soon. Actually, I hoped you'd be free to see me again tonight," the tall man replied. His voice is so gentle in my ear. I'd enjoying hearing his voice all the time. And he wants to meet tonight. I'd have to sneak out of the house without my parents hearing me. I could do it, no. I want to do it. The tall man is calling me to him.

"I can meet you at the woods, yeah," I stuttered slightly, anxious but excited.

"I meant you could come to my place for the night. I've got a nice comfortable bed and nowhere to be tomorrow. You could stay a while with me if you wanted, and you can shower here." Being invited round his for the night, it felt really quick. I'm only 22 and not very experienced, and I've definitely not done something like this before. But I can't let that stop me, I thought. I want to meet the tall man again.

"Sounds good," I replied. "Mind texting me your address and I'll be over soon?"

His low growl came through the phone earpiece again, "I think that sounds like a great idea. I'll be waiting for you, my little man".

I hung up the phone, put it down on the bed, and took a pause. I was going to meet the tall man again, the man who had held me tight in his arms, who had made me feel safe and protected, who felt good inside me. I stood up and went to grab for a change of clothes. Fresh boxers and a couple of t-shirts, loosely stuffed into a bag. That should do for now. I couldn't contain my smile stretched across my face. I was giddy and excited, and to be honest, falling for this man a bit. I pulled on my jeans, socks and shoes, and quietly snuck out of the house. I'd left unnoticed, I thought.

The tall man had given me directions to his place, a house not 15 minutes away from me. We were pretty close, I thought. If things go well, I could see him often without having to worry he'd be too far away. No, I can't think too far ahead. This is just our second time meeting. Don't get too excited. I couldn't help it though, my cock leaking into my boxers.

I pulled up at his house, shaking a little as I stepped out into the cool night air, and rang the doorbell. The inside of the house looked dark, but a familiar silouhette came to the door. I could see him approach through the moddled glass panes on the front door. Opening the door to me, our eyes met. A soft smile met me.

"Hello again, little man," he said. "I'd hope you'd come".

I walked into his home, kicked off my shoes, then turned to him. The tall man was wearing a long robe, neatly tied in front, bare-footed and a slight glimpse of his chest. Expecting him to speak first, I looked up into his eyes, but no words came. Instead, he pulled me into his body and wrapped his arms around me. I sighed and returned the hug. He felt warm and comfy in the robe. I looked up to him and our mouths met, first a gentle peck, before lipped parted and our tongues slipped into each other's mouths. I moaned into him as he hands reached for the bottom of my t-shirt, slowly lifting it up. I raised my arms to help him.

He continued the kiss again, but this time his hands reached for my jeans, undoing them and letting them drop slightly. Not breaking our embrace, I reached down to slide them off, and noticed my boxers had gone down with them.

"My perfect little man," he moaned. "You're beautiful".

A single tear caught in the corner of my eye. I never thought someone, anyone, could think of me that way. I had sometimes been down on my short stature. Till now. This tall man, broad chested and strong arms, had seen something in me I hadn't been able to see. Could this mean...

The tall man pulled his robe apart and pulled me into his body. He was completely naked underneath, and I felt him wrap his arms and the robe around us, our two bare bodies now pressed against each other. My head resting against his strong chest, arms going to his sides. We were one again. A few minutes passed just holding each other there. He unravelled the robe, took me by the hand and led me to his room. I watched as his hardening cock bounced slightly as he climbed each step. I giggled a bit to myself.

He led me to his bedroom, a large double bed with clean white sheets and a smattering of pillows. It looked like he had just made the bed, maybe wanting to make an impression. The robe dropped to his feet, and he looked down at me again. Our eyes met again, his face lit only slightly by a single lamp in the far corner of the room.

"Are you sure you want to do this? I don't want you to feel pressure to do anything tonight. I just haven't stopped thinking about you these last few days and I know we shared a moment together. Want to make the moment last all night with me?" he asked softly.

I paused, looked to the bed and back again to him.

"Nothing would make me happier", I said, drawing his head in for a deep kiss.