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Do any of you shorter guys have any stories about meeting tall guys? I’ve always wanted to get unclose and personal with a tall guy (I’m only 5’7), but have never really gotten the chance. 
. Also, any on line story links are also great 
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Do any of you tall guys have a notable experience with a shorter guy. Any comparisons would be nice too!
And to any of you tall guys, where would I be against your body? I’m 5’7.
If you have a Yahoo ID then there is a many group that share height stories.. i use to read them.. if you i can post one of the stories on this as a comment..
Oh yes please! Post as many as you like!
While at college yesterday i came across an indecent. lunch time can be busy especially wen ur 5ft1 an ur like super short compared to most guys. standing in line i was behind a freshman who plays basketball he is 7ft1 he is kinda a celberty in texas i got his website. well standing in line lil intemdated i was starving broke open my ding dongs began eating wen a guy be hind me touched me i moved farward. an the giant moved back i nearly fell but i grabbed his leg for support.
hope you can enjoy it just like how i do?! when i realize his pants now had a hand print of choclate on them
freaking out scared idk wat to do. wen he left the court i ran to catch up an finally he being on his phone i got his attention him letting me catch my breath . staring up to him i say dont beat me up but i fell into u an my hand print is on ur leg. you could tell he was aggevated but he was like bathroom now so i followed. an he got the print off. then was like ur a real man to tell me that. an shook my hand yesterday i met a new giant friend. that his leg is my size . barely reaching his stomach.
Nice story! Do you have any more?
Let me tell you about my scenes from a mall. When I went shopping for new jeans
in the mall nearby my apartment I browsed the men’s department and saw some
really cool blue jeans on sale. I walked in for a closer look and tried to find
my size. Usually I wore a size 27/29 in jeans and it was difficult to get this
size in the men’s department. While browsing I heard a deep voice from behind
“Can I help you?” I turned around and looked up to an amazingly tall young
clerk. He looked to be around 20 years old. I pretended to be interested in new
jeans and asked him to help me out. I’m 5’ 4’ and wore my thick soled biker
boots with a 2 inch heel. Even with these on the top of my head was still below
his shoulders! “They are cool, aren’t they?” He asked me and I agreed. “Look”,
he added, “the price is really low. It’s a special weekend offer.” He sized me
up and down and picked out a pair of blue jeans for me to try and guided me to
the fitting rooms. He waited to give his opinion. I tried the jeans on and came
out with my shoes off. He had this stunned look on his face and he giggled a bit
and said, ‘oups, you shrunk a bit. Wow, you are really short’. He came closer to
me and stood directly in front of me. I had to look way up to him. I blushed and
asked how tall he was. He said 6’5” barefoot. I looked down to his feet and he
wore some large black leathered converse chucks. They looked absolutely cool in
combination with his jeans. We talked a bit and it turned out that this was just
a part time job for cause he said he was in school. He was only 16! Here I was
in my twenties and looked way up to this tall teen. He asked how short I was and
I told him. He laughed and said that he was about that tall just a few years ago
at the age of 11. He said he was some kind of freak of nature cause he was 6’
even 18 months ago and shot up to 6’4” in a year passing all his friends way up.
He said that he loves the attention of his height. He did question his growth
and his doctor told him he may have 2 or 3 more inches left in him… I asked if
he would mind being taller than most adults and he said that he got used to it
since he was 14. He liked the feeling of towering over someone cause he just
recently had this growth spurt. He felt more powerful being taller than most
people. He even felt stronger than most adults. This whole conversation took
place with me in my socks eye level to his chest. I felt like standing in a
hole. One more thing… while we were standing there talking, I noticed that the
top of his jeans almost reached my chest level. Then he smiled down at me and
pointed to my jeans. “Looks like I picked out the wrong size for you, boy.” I
felt even smaller when he called me ‘boy’. I was 24 but I didn’t tell him my
age. No idea how old he estimated me. Then I looked down to my feet. The jeans
were much too long for my legs and quite loose. It was a 31 waist and 32 inseam
jeans size. The tall teen looked down to me and said with a broad grin on his
face “In the boy’s section of this store we offer nice jeans too. Maybe you…”
Then I heard a female voice from behind, “Can you help me please? My son needs
some advice with his pants.” The clerk looked above my head to the direction
where the voice came from. “Sure. How can I help you?” I turned around and in
front of the fitting room next to mine stood a woman. Her son was trying new
pants. When he came out of the fitting room he had some blue jeans on which were
at least one size to small for him. Too tight and too short. He looked quite
unhappy. The clerk told him to come closer and then laughed, “Sure, boy, you
obviously need a bigger size. Which size are you wearing?” “30 waist / 30
inseam”, the boy told the clerk. The clerk turned back to me grinned and said,
“Perfect.” He said to the mother while he pointed to me, “Look Ma’m, this boy
here has the some jeans in the size your son needs – size 31/32. I took a wrong
size for him. Look it’s too big for him. Please wait a moment.” The clerk
disappeared. Then the woman, who was obviously the mother of the teen boy,
complained about him to me, “I can’t believe it. My son is growing like a weed.
Last time he needed size 30/31. And now he has outgrown this size already.” I
just looked at the teen boy and smiled. He was a bit shy and smiled back to me.
Actually it seemed to be a torture for him to go shopping with his mum. The boy
was slim and tall. He was barefeet like me and I estimated him about half a head
taller than I. The clerk came back with only one pair of jeans over his arms. He
handed the blue jeans to me and said, “try this – it’s an extra small size – 27/29. And please take off the 31/32 and give it to the other boy. It’s the last
31/32 we have.” My face turned red. I went into my fitting room and took off the
31/32. I gave it to the clerk who gave it to the boy. I tried the smaller size
and it fitted. Neither too loose nor too tight. Perfect. I looked at the
reflection in the mirror and was happy with my new jeans. “Okay boys, come out
and let’s see,” the clerk called us. Again: boys!
We came out at the same time and went over to the clerk at the full length
mirror. He put his right hand on my shoulder and his left hand on the boy’s
shoulder and made us stand in front of the mirror. “Perfect, boys!” the clerk
smiled down to us. I looked at our reflection in the mirror. I stood shoulder to
shoulder with this teen boy. Only his shoulder was higher than mine. And I
realized the top of my head reached up to his nose. I stared at his mouth. He
clearly could look above my head. He was tall and slim like me. I wasn’t
athletic myself but also slim, but my shoulders were broader than his. But he
had very long legs. The waist of my jeans was a few inches below his waist. His
waist was on level with my stomach. Behind us stood the young clerk, 16 years
old, broad shoulders and he looked above our heads. Actually he looked more
mature than I. But I was 24. I gulped. We turned around to the clerk. Now I
stood between the clerk and the boy. The boy said to the clerk, “The jeans are
cool. Hope not to outgrow them again in five months like my old jeans. I won’t
get my next growth spurt before my 14th birthday in five months.” I gulped
again. Here I stood like in a hole. I was looking up and listening to the
conversation of two teen boys, 13 and the 16 years old, somewhere above my head.
So I went and bought some new running shoes today. And the salesman was a tall drink of water with some big shoes lol. He asked my shoe size and I told him I was an 8. But he said, since these were Nikes I might need an 8 1/2. So I kind of joked and said OK but i hate it when my shoes look too big. He kind of snickered and said don’t worry with a size 8, then he stuck out his foot and showed his size 15 shoes, which looked huge. I had a blast when he got my new shoes ready so I could try them on, they looked so small in his huge hands. He was about 6’5’‘ atleast. It was great.
Well, yes, Im not going to type an Odyssey like our friend joshpires22, no offense, all I can impart is that I long to meet a man or a group of men taller than I. I am right at 6’3” and I live in Texas. There are a lot of men out there taller, but I run into them sparingly. I would love to meet a man who is gay that I can tip toe and hug or kiss, its been my life long dream! That has yet to be fulfilled :-(
joshpires. where did you get that story? I’m pretty sure you’re not in your 20s.
i join a group on yahoo., so that where i got it
outgrown group?
yeah, how do you noe?
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