You call him over

"Eric! Can you come here?" You say.

A yelp reaches your ears. He looks at you from behind a tree, cheeks red as a tomato. "Y-yes ma'am."

The giant walks towards you. You feel the tremors his footsteps create, shaking your sunbed a little. He stops just in front of you, his booted feet before your eyes, taller than you are.

"All you all right today? You seem a little distracted" you say.

"Who? Me? No, I'm fine, thank you ma'am. It's just... a little hot" he says, rubbing the back of his neck. Oh, he is cute.

You smile. He is so damn cute. "You are right, it is a little hot. Tell you what, why don't you take off that shirt of yours."

He hesitates, his cheeks becoming somehow even redder.

"Don't be shy! I'll take off mine too, ok?" You gauge his expression and your smile grows wider: You have him. And you know it. He knows it too. Soon enough you can see a bulge forming in his pants.

But he obeys and you are greeted by the delicious spectacle of his toned abs and chest. He is not particularly big, but quite athletic. You feel a fire grow in your groin. "Oh, do you have something in your pants or do you like what you see?"

His eyes open wide as he looks down and sees his voluminous erection. He tries to cover it with his hands, but it is too late. He finally let go and confesses: "Y-You are very pretty ma'am. I'm terribly sorry."

"Oh, don't be, that's quite the compliment for little ol' me. I imagine a cute boy like you gets all the women he wants."

"I-Not really ma'am" he says, looking away, "I'm not good with girls. And I have... specific tastes."

Oh? Does he now? "Why a cute little thing like you," you say as you step forward, his boots towering over your 5'4 body, "having trouble with girls? Why don't I help you a little? I can teach you a thing or two about girls, and ladies. Kneel down big boy."

He swallows, and then obeys. The earth trembles as his knees hit the ground. Even in this position, he still towers above you, but his crotch is now within range. You step forward, walking between his legs. Your heart beats fast, you feel a surge of euphoria; this boy could kill you by accident in the blink of an eye, and yet he is obeying you like a good pet.

You stop in front of his crotch, his erection straining the fabric of his pants. "Why don't you show me what I am working with?" You say, pointing at his dick.

He gulps, and hesitates. He needs another little push. "Oh that was rude of me, asking you to randomly undress. Why don't we do it together? That makes things fair, right?" You take your bottom piece off, leaving you completely nude.

His eyes grow in size, a little bit of drool appears on the edge of his mouth. And then he suddenly obeys, and opens in his pants, pushing his underwear out of the way, revealing his cock. It springs free and hangs straight and proud in front of you, the hungry tip leaking a bead of pre-cum. You take another step forward, admiring the size of the giant cock in front of you, the smell of sex and sweat hitting you hard, growing your arousal.

You put a hand on his tip, he shivers in delight, but manages to stay still. "Why don't we go somewhere a bit more private? Your shed should work, right? Pick me up please."

Without even thinking about it, he obeys, bringing down a hand. You step on his open palm and he stands up. the speed of your ascension almost makes you fall on your behind, but you manage to keep your balance. Then he starts walking, while you look down, amazed at the incredible view of your mansion from so high above. How come you never asked one of your brobdignagian employees to hold you like that before? That point of view was incredible.

In what felt like a couple of steps, you reach the shed, which, being a building fit for a brobdignagian and properly sized machinery, was absolutely enormous to you. Not as much as the mansion, of course, but the humble wooden structure still gives you pause, witnessing its sheer scale.