It was an ordinary hot August night, the sun already went down and it was getting dark. If there was anyone watching from off the forested park path,they were about to encounter a very rare and peculiar scene. We’ll imagine ourselves as the observer, just in the trees by the path on this calm hot and humid evening.
We hear the footsteps of a jogger not far away around the bend. In another minute the heavy breathing of exertion can be heard clear in addition to the sound of runners pounding the gravel path. No one else is around.
Around the bend a young man comes into view. He is handsome, lanky and muscular. No doubt one of the students from the nearby university. His wavy black hair is dripping with sweat down his face and sweat has stained the front of his loose-fitting tank top. As he runs his left hand through his hair to push it back you clearly see his dark hairy armpit against his very light skin.
As he comes closer to our position along the path you can see his tank top is very loose and has low slung arm holes letting in ventilation and allowing us to see his taught torso from the side. As he bounced up and down his right nipple peaks out every so often.
So far it is a run-of-the mill night. Certainly he is a beautiful sight to behold but otherwise nothing out of the ordinary. This is where we see an astounding and rare occurrence.
Just as he nears our imagined position, a bright blue streak swoops down at him from above. It sounds like a humming bird or a huge bee as it buzzes. He stumbles to a stop and tries to turn towards the sound. We see that whatever it is, is buzzing around keeping behind him. The creature must be emitting its own light because the blue glow it gives off is brighter than the dusky light.
The blue glowing thing suddenly zips straight up. The jogger is taking a few steps forward looking around but he doesn’t seem to see or hear anything and we don’t see it either.
He runs a hand through his hair again takes a step forward and he is directly opposite our position. We can seem him perfectly side-on in the dim light with his white skin glistening with sweat. Through the side of his tank-top we see a perfectly flat muscular stomach, smooth skin, and the side of his well defined left pec standing proudly next to his well defined arms.
He made a move to continue jogging along the path when the blue-light creature suddenly swooped down again. This time it hovered about a metre from his face. We can see from our position quite clearly that this creature looks like a small very slender man with wings. It could only be 15cm tall at best. The wings were buzzing at a steady frequency as it hovered. It looked like a fairy, so we can call it that if we can call it anything. Despite its small size, it positioned itself directly in the young man’s way blocking his path. Unlike the buzzing about before, this action was full of intent and perhaps menace.
After the shock of seeing the fairy reduced down a bit, it quickly becomes apparent that the man is now standing dead still with his arms by his sides. His chest was still heaving from exertion but he stood there as if in a trance. ...Just staring at the little glowing creature with its blue glow cast on his serene face. We soon make out his eyes slowly closing.
This scene couldn’t have played out for more than 3 minutes but it seemed like ages with stillness and intent hanging in the air. Shortly after his eyes closed all the way, the blue fairy, we’ll call him Blue, was suddenly zipping all over the place making little excited chirpy sounds. As he did this, it was plain that whatever it did to our jogger, the trance was lasting.
Blue then buzzed up over the man’s head and let out a louder chirp. More buzzing moved through the undergrowth on the opposite side of the path carrying with them their own glows. A red, green, and gold glowing fairy emerged casting more light. For convenience we’ll call them by their colours as well.
The four fairies spread out equidistant from each other and began slowly circling him at shoulder height. It was a strange scene with four glowing fairies in a rainbow of colours slowly circling this man who only minutes ago was jogging along without a care; now standing still and helpless ...Oblivious to the world.
As Green passed the man’s left shoulder, its little thin arms reached out and felt his bare shoulder. We could clear make out the little creature put his hand up to its mouth, presumably tasting the sweat that transferred to its tiny hands. At the same time the green glow brightened and then faded again. This resulted in much chatter and they all began wiping and tasting his salty sweat. Each fairy was now pulsing with intensity after each lick of the young jock’s perspiration.
Gold broke formation and buzzed over to the man’s left arm pit and pushed its head as far as it would go into his hairy armpit between his bulging pec and his arm which was still handing down. Gold seems to struggle a bit but suddenly began to glow brighter than ever and for longer. It has managed to get a helping of the stud’s musky pit sweat and it made quite a difference from the thin shoulder sweat. Potent stuff!
The other fairies noticed this bonanza and the other three began fighting each other for access to both his left and right pits. In a short time, they were all glowing strong having had their fill of jock musk. The man all the wile was just placidly standing there as he was bathed in the multi-colour glow. His breathing had slowed down to a less elevated rate and his chest was now rising and falling peacefully.
Blue buzzed over to his left shoulder, the one facing us. When it alighted on his shoulder, the wings suddenly stopped and we could make out its glowing transparent butterfly-like wings. But Blue didn’t stand still for long, he had bent down and picked up the man’s tank top shoulder strap. It looked like he was biting it and pulling at it. After some struggle, there was a sound of cloth ripping. Blue was pulling hard but gave up and stood looking at his work.
Blue gave a loud chirpy noise and the other three fairies all buzzed over. Blue gestured with his arms and the other three sprung into action. Blue and Red landed and took one side of the shoulder cloth and Green and Gold took hold of the other. All buzzing had stopped to be replaced with squeaky chatter. With two on one side and two on the other they grabbed and pulled at the strap. They would jerk back and forth in tandem with an audible ripping sound each time. After a lot of effort the strap had ripped through and they all let go and buzzed away as the left half of his top fell open, exposing his left pec down to his shorts.
The quartet of fairies buzzed around to the other side of his head away from us and we could hear the same effort playing out. His head was silhouetted with the fairy glow and the rip, rip, rip of cloth as the other shoulder strap gave way. When they broke through they all flew up again as the rest of his tank top fell away and continued right down to the ground. He was now completely shirtless standing in the middle of the path breathing soundly. We can see his hard nipple sticking out proudly in the fairy glow, having hardened in the cooler night air as his sweat evaporated.
All four of them buzzed around his naked chest. We can make out their heads leaning in and touching his naked pecs. Each time they would glow brighter again, presumably licking sweat off of his smooth chest each time.
Green appeared to be sniffing around and buzzed lower to his jogging shorts. Green then grabbed onto the jogger’s waistband and hung there, its wings stopped. Excited chirping came out of green and the other three dropped down and hung next to green. From our point of view we could see from the side that all four fairies were handing from his waist band, chattering away. It became quite for a minute and then a bit more chattering. They all began buzzing their winds and were attacking the cloth just below the elastic waistband of the jogging shorts. They would bring up a little fold and rip at it with their teeth. Making their way around from four positions. Small determined ripping sounds were filling the still evening as the tiny holes were made bigger. Dark blue nylon was soon hanging down, exposing the white mesh below before the entire piece fell to the ground.
Our young man was still standing there, serene and oblivious, while the fairies continued their assault on his jogging shorts. There was nothing left but his thick waste band and the nylon mesh with his shapely thighs exposed. He was lit up from below as the fairies clung to this new barrier with frustration. They could smell the his musky manhood and were miffed it was still out of reach. The jogger’s head was in the shadow cast by his pecs being lit from below. No doubt his face still for all appearances, that of a deep sleep.
With renewed effort the four fairies began grabbing and biting at the mesh, using their wings to yank outward. More ripping sounds could be heard. When Blue had ripped all the way from the waist band to the elastic band round the man’s leg, just to the left to the left of his crotch he, Blue began to struggle and get more frustrated.
Another lough chirp brought the other three fairies around to Blue, where they set at chewing and pulling at the maddeningly resistant elastic. With two fairies on one side and one on the other pulling, the fourth was hanging onto the band and chewing. There was a sudden snap and they flew apart. The man’s ample hairy dick and balls fell into view.
Thick dark pubes were illuminated against his white legs. His balls were getting cold in the chill air and were bunched tightly while his thick uncut dick hung down. From our position on the side it was just showing proud of the thigh’s muscular curve.
All four of them quickly buzzed around his exposed dick and grabbed hold of handfuls of pubes, bending in an licking his sweaty balls. They all glowed so brightly that they merged into one maelstrom of colour. It was impossible to see what was going on with any detail and our jogger’s face was still in shadow being lit from below. Though he made no obvious move.
After a minute or so, they all flew off his crotch and hovered in a close group in front of the man. His sweet handsome face was still eerily placid and calm in the bight fairy glow.
Turning our attention over to the group of fairies, they were chirping back and forth in their strange language. It was hard to make out too many details in their movements. Eventually Red and Gold flew over to the jogger’s naked chest and buzzed in front of his nipples. Each one’s head leaning in with their heads and seemingly clamping on. With wings buzzing intermittently they eventually settled down to a stop with one fairy attached to each nipple, hanging there like two parallel remoras.
For the first time the young man moved. He arched his back a bit and his muscles tensed while his face made no change. Astonishingly, a somewhat bright orange glow seemed to radiate out and down through his veins in his chest, just visible beyond the light the four were causing. It made its way down each pec, gradually and steadily. Following the curve of his chest down to his abs where they merged around his belly button and continued down where it disappeared behind the waistband of his ruined shorts. After a few moments the glow emerged on the other side and continued down to his groin. It looked like his pubes were becoming lit from within. His balls and dick were beginning to show an eerie orange glow.
At this point his dick began to grow.
Blue and Green started buzzing around back and forth in a frenzy of chirps. The jogger’s dick kept growing and his dickhead soon emerged from his foreskin as he hardened. His dick was sticking straight out perpendicular to his body. Blue streaked over to his hard dick and landed on his pubes, his wings stopped, and it stood there looking down like it was walking the plank on a pirate ship. Green buzzed around excitedly close by the man’s dick.
With Red and Gold still clamped to the man’s nipples, the orange flow continued downwards. Veins glowing orange from root to tip, his dick was getting still harder and bigger. From our side-on vantage point, we can see the dick rising up at a steady rate. Soon it was sticking straight up at full mast with Blue between his dick and flat muscular abs.
Blue gave an excited chirp and wrapped its arms around the shaft and began jumping up and down, doing its best to milk this stud with his tiny body. The man’s dick was taller and thicker than Blue.
Green landed on the tip of the engorged cock as Blue jerked away with gusto. Green clung to the shaking dickhead with wings buzzing and positioned itself over the piss slit. Green was desperately clinging to his prize as Blue jerked vigorously.
Red and Gold detached from their positions at the man’s nipples with a buzz. They were soon zipping around Blue and Green excitedly. Looking up we notice the man’s nipples are quite big, like they were pumped. His skin was fading back to normal in with the same slow progression downwards from nipples to dick crotch.
The young man began jerking his hips, flexing his abs and thighs while his arms hung limply at his sides. Soon, there was an eruption of cum and a lot of it. It sent Green flying back where it landed with a cum-covered splat on the ground. Ropes of cum continued shooting out. Blue, Red, and Gold streaked so fast to where Green was on the ground that they were just streaks of colour. Green suddenly became so bright, it looked like a tiny star. Red, Blue, and Gold pounced on Green and suddenly they to were popping into star-like brightness. We could make out what were once thin and wispy limbs had become muscular and strong on their tiny scale.
In the fierce light, our misfortune hunk was still convulsing with ever diminishing ropes of cum spewing forth. His prolonged orgasms continuing to cause his hips to thrust out as he otherwise stood there in his trance.
The fairies stayed on the ground for but a moment when they all shot up to the forest canopy and slowly flew away together illuminating the branches and leaves as they went.
Darkness was not complete. With the fairies gone, the crescent moon was shining down through the gap in the trees caused by the wide path. The riot of colour had morphed into faint pale grey. Our jogger’s face was still placid and pointing slightly up as he finally stopped cumming. His pecs glowing in the moonlight with everything below cast in darkness.
Whatever hold the fairies had on him had weakened, and he collapsed down to the ground in a heap. Moonlight outlined his bare legs and torso. We can make out his chest heaving more vigorously. He looks like he is coming out of his trance.
We here him say in English: “Where... What...” followed by a pause and then “What the fuck is going on?!!! Who’s there?” Disoriented and cold, he gets up and looks at the moon. “What the hell happened to me?!!! Where’s my shirt, my shorts are ripped open... My dick...” His voice faded and his breaching became ragged, he was panicking.
Some chirping caught his attention high in the trees above and he jerked his head up to see brilliant blue light slowly descended on buzzing wings. Blue came to a stop and the man awkwardly stood up staring in wonder and fear at the little blue being with his hand over his eyes to see better. His almost naked body bathed in brilliant blue light.
The little blue being seemed to bow while hovering and then in a flash was up in the trees and out of sight leaving him standing in the moonlight. He was shivering and hugging himself with his arms with an intensely stunned expression on his face.
After a pause, he began noticing his surroundings, still breathing heavily. He saw his light coloured shirt glowing in the moonlight and picked it up. It was big and flowing compared to his taught athletic build. Figuring out the shoulders were tipped through, he swore. “I can’t go back to the dorm naked. Fuck!” he moaned.
Standing there a while, it apparently came to him to put the shirt on like a skirt and tuck it into the waistband that still gripped him snugly around his waist. The only problem was that as he moved, his dick would bang into the loose fabric and it would be obvious to anyone he encountered he was naked underneath.
Footsteps were rapidly approaching along the path around the bend. “Shit! Shit! Shit!” the man said, he wasn’t ready to meet anyone and his eyes teared up. There was nothing for it, a man was hurrying along with a red flashlight and almost ran into him. “Did you see any lights in the sky?” The man asked frantically. He shone the light on the nearly naked young man in running shoes with an obviously ripped shirt around his waist. He was shivering and hugging himself in a way that broke your heart.
When the man didn’t respond, the newcomer said “I think you did see a light didn’t you?” Our jogger nodded. “Here I have my gardening shirt and shorts in my pack” The man fumbled with with a knapsack, he must have been in his 50s or 60s. He produced a t-shirt with something written on it and a pair of shorts. “They’re a bit dirty, sorry.” The young man took them with a weak “thanks” and pulled on the shirt. “Fuck my nipples hurt!”. “They’ll be back to normal in a few days.” the older man said. Our young jogger then stuck his feet through the shorts and pulled them up over the remains of his ruined shirt and jogging shorts which were still around his waist. The warmth and compassion helped. “Thanks” he said with more conviction.
“I think I know what happened to you. Will you come with me to my house, it is not far from here. I’m sorry for what happened to you but I can give you an explanation of sorts that I’ve pieced together from other encounters. It may help you to know.” The young man nodded in the red glow and they both set off back the way the older man came from.
This is where the limits of our vantage point brings our knowledge of the events which transpired here to an end.
