Ticklishboy30
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Sometimes the path you choose will be the one to change your life.
That’s what Brian found out when he met his soul mate. It was a
warm day in October. Brian had just started his vacation. He had
everything he wanted or so he thought. Brian was 21 he’d just started
work at a small law office in his small mountain town. He was also in
great shape aside from smoking and maybe having a few drinks now
and then. Brian was 5’9 weighed 145 he’d kept his muscle tone by
going to the gym’s pool. Brian kept his brown hair short with blonde
highlights. He also kept his feet looking nice and soft. Although he’d
talked to a few guys online he never really dated. He was still in the
closet to most people.
Brian had gotten up before sunrise even though he didn’t have to.
He loved to sit on the balcony of his 100 year old Victorian manor
drinking coffee and watching the sun rise. His Grandparents had
left him the house in their will. With it being all paid for he only
had to keep up with the maintenance. In addition to the house
and 5 acres of land his Grandparents had also left him their Cadillac
Escalade, classic corvette convertible, and Lincoln Towncar. There
were also a couple of horses he inherited. Brian really loved his life
even if he was a little lonely with no one to share it with.
After his morning routine of coffee and riding the horses around the
field he locked everything up and went for a walk in the woods at the
edge of his property. Brian had always loved spending time in nature
and watching the leaves change. He’d been walking for about 15 minutes
when he came upon a man made path. Being the curious guy he was he
decided to follow the path. He made sure to make little marks on the trees
so he wouldn’t get lost. The path was narrow and had lots of twists and turns.
Suddenly Brian heard what sounded like chanting. Looking around he didn’t
see anyone; so he just figured it was just his imagination or maybe some
surrounding houses. After 10 more minutes he came to a clearing that
faced a waterfall.
Brian looked around the area and he found the source of the chanting.
Off to one side of the clearing he saw a man in a black hooded cloak
standing at an altar. The man and altar were in the middle of a pentacle
drawn in the dirt. Curiosity got the best of him and Brian wanted to get
closer to hear what was being said. As he inched closer he was being
mesmerized by the melodic tones of the chant and the waterfall. Brian
was so focused on the man and the waterfall, that he didn’t notice the
bunch of sticks in front of him until he stepped on them. The resounding
crack of wood startled the hooded figure. He stopped chanting and scanned
his surroundings. His gaze fell on Brian. The tall, dark, cloaked man started
moving closer to Brian. Nervousness was really building up in Brian. He was
having thoughts of running back to his house, but it was like he was frozen
to the spot where he stood. As the mysterious man came closer, Brian was
starting to sweat. He closed his eyes and raised his hands in defense as the
cloaked man stood in front of him. “Hey, I know you. You were in my English
and Science classes. Oh and relax dude I’m not gonna hurt you.” Brian lowered
his hands and opened his eyes to see the man had lowered his hood and was
smiling. “I I’m B Brian.” “Raven, it’s nice to actually meet you Brian.” Raven
offered his hand and Brian shook it.
Now that Brian actually looked at Raven’s face he did remember him
from school. Memories of Brian’s having a crush on him also came
flooding back. “So um Raven is it? What’s all this? You’re not a Satan
worshipper are you?” Brian asked as his composure was returning and
he was feeling more at ease. “Well this is my quiet place. I come here
to cast and to meditate. No I don’t worship Satan, I’m Wiccan; oh and
please call me Rave. Raven had taken off his cloak and was starting to
gather his things and he shifted the dirt to erase the pentacle.
Brian was finding himself being drawn to Rave. His 6’0 toned slim frame
was covered by skin tight black jeans and a red shirt that looked like it
was painted on his skin. Raven’s hair was neck length and spiked at the
top. It was black with blue tinting. “Oh I’m sorry for intruding on your
space. It was nice meeting…” “Do you have to rush off Brian? I mean
we could talk and maybe hang out. I’ve got nothing to do this weekend.”
Raven said as he put his cloak in his bag. “Really, you want to?”
“Sure you seem really cool and even back in school I’d always wanted
to get to know you.” “I felt the same way about you Rave.”
“Then why didn’t you?” The two guys asked in unison.
“Well I was shy and figured you wouldn’t like me.” Brian said as he shifted
his weight from foot to foot. “No way, I always thought you were cute.
Would you get the altar? My car’s just on the other side of the clearing.”
“You thought I was cute? I was a mess in high school. I had a huge crush
on you. You were so mysterious and dangerous.” “Dangerous are you kidding?
I just appeared that way to keep people from messing with me. Being a witch
is bad enough in a small town; being a witch and gay would be suicide.”
“Oh shit, I love your jeep.” Brian walked around Rave’s jeep. It was black with
orange flames and a pentacle on the hood. The doors and cover were taken off.
“Thanks it’s a ’79 CJ7 my Dad found it in a junkyard and we restored it together.
“Hey Rave, do you want to come over to my house?” “Sure I just have to drop
off my stuff at my place and put the doors and cover on my jeep. It’s supposed
to rain.” Raven lit up a cigarette and offered Brian one and they drove off.
“Wicked you live here? I’ve always loved this property.” Raven said as he
pulled into Brian’s garage. “Yeah it was my Grandparents now I own it.
No one else in the family wanted to move back here.” Brian closed the
garage and walked Raven around the gardens and showed him the horses
and the in closed pool in the back. “Do you ride Rave?” “Not in a long time.”
“If you ever want to even if I’m not here you’re welcome to take the horses
out.” As they stood at the fence watching the horses, Raven put his arm around
Brian and laid his head on his shoulder. The two looked at each other, slowly
leaned in, and kissed. “Wow that was amazing.” Brian said as he gave Raven a
hug. “Not too forward was it Brian?” “No, not at all it was the best kiss I’ve had.”
Brian took Raven inside the house. “Oh yeah if you’re comfortable enough
you can take your shoes off. I keep the place pretty clean.” After taking off
his black work boots Raven followed Brian into the den. “There’s food and
alcohol in the cabinets and fridge. Just help yourself. Remote’s on the sofa,
I’m going to get changed.” Raven was taking in the houses period charm
and décor. “So can I get you anything?” Brian reemerged wearing a grey
tank top, a pair of shiny purple basketball shorts, and white ankle socks.
“Sure what ya got?” “I got wine, beer, soda, vodka, bourbon, coconut rum,
milk.” “Ooh rum and coke sounds awesome.”Brian mixed the drinks as
Raven sat on the couch and stretched out. “Here you go babe.” Brian sat
next to Raven and they started channel surfing and making small talk.
“I’m really glad we met Rave, I have a good feeling about having you in
my life.” “Me too, I think you’re really cute and sweet.” Brian blushed from
Raven’s compliment. “See that shyness is the cutest thing about you.”
Brian reached down and put Raven’s feet in his lap. He really looked at the
feet and started to massage them. “Oh shit that feels awesome.” Raven was
melting into the couch cushions. “I hope you don’t mind. I um have a thing
for feet.” Brian said shyly not sure how Raven would react.
“That’s awesome I have a foot fetish too. It’s cool we have so much in common.”
“I know it’s like we were meant to be together.” “Hey, you read my mind." "By the
way, what size are your feet?” “Size 12 and yours?” “Mine are 10.5.” Brian gently
kneaded his fingers along Raven’s feet and cracked his toes. “Oh wow now that’s
talent.” Raven was becoming a blob of jello. “You’re feet are awesome Rave, I was
just wondering.” “Wondering what cutie?” “Are they ticklish?” Before Raven had a
chance to prepare Brian dragged his index finger up and down the center of Raven’s
socked soles. Raven immediately started giggling and squirming. “Heyhehahe yes
I’m ticklish, really ticklish.”
“Awe the witch boy is ticklish. How about here?” Brian reached up and
squeezed Raven’s knees. “Oh no, not there it’s torture.” Raven started
screaming with wild laughter and shaking back and forth as he tried to
kick his legs free. “It tickles so much please mercy.” Raven managed to
get out between his unmanly squeals. “You’re just too cute Rave I can’t
help but tickle you.” Brian straddled Raven’s hips and kneaded his fingers
between the pleading boy’s ribs. “Oh shit you can’t do this it’s not fair.”
Raven’s laughter rose an octave as he kicked and squirmed like crazy trying
to get Brian off of him. “Hey, you’re more fun than an amusement park ride;
Yee haw.” Brian put one hand in the air as if he were riding a bull. Brian pulled
Raven’s shirt up and started to knead and wiggle his fingers around his stomach.
“Ah oh fuck you’re so dead when I get free.” Raven squealed with high pitched
laughter as he was furiously trying to get Brian off him.
“Now that’s pretty tough talk considering the um ticklish situation you’re in.”
Brian taunted as he tickled up into Raven’s arm pits. “Shit not the pits please
I’m begging you.” Raven tried to bring his arms down to protect his vulnerable
hairless pits. Brian had been tickling Raven for only 15 minutes; however to
Raven it felt like hours. “Hey Ravey, your innie is looking so inviting.” “Don’t you
dare you really wouldn’t would you?” “Wouldn’t what do this?” Brian lightly
scratched his index nail around and inside Raven’s belly button. “No it’s so
damn ticklish there. Please please you’ve gotta stop.” Raven was starting to
go hoarse and was covered in sweat from the prolonged tickles.
Brian finally took pity on his victim and stopped tickling him. He started
massaging Raven’s feet again. “Whoa you’re brutal.” Raven said after he
started to recover from the torture. “I’m sorry I tickled you so much Rave.
If you want to leave I’ll understand.” Brian was finally realized what he’d
put Raven through; and really felt bad. “Hey, did I say anything about leaving?
I have a secret; besides my foot fetish I love tickling. I love both getting tickled
and doing the tickling.” Raven put his arms around Brian hugging him. “Also I
wouldn’t leave without doing this.”
Raven pushed Brian off the couch and trapped his feet in a choke hold.
“Hey wait what are you?” Brian tried to struggle and pull free, but Raven’s
grip was too strong. “Now to do this right we need to remove these.” Raven
pulled off both ankle socks off Brian’s helpless, wiggling feet. “Give me my
socks back.” “Hey, lawyer boy are your feet ticklish?” Raven asked as he
scratched his nails upwards along Brian’s soft bare soles. “HehahehaNo don’t
tickle my bare feet.* Brian shrieked through his massive giggles. He started
pulling like crazy to get free. “We’re not in a court room counselor you’re not
calling the shots.” Raven playfully taunted as he stroked his fingertips along
the sides and tops of Brian’s feet.
Brian was squealing like a little boy in seconds. He’d forgotten just how ticklish
his feet were. “No more please Rave I’m sorry for torturing you.” Brian was
starting to sweat as his toes wiggled and his feet shook. “Awe look at how cute
you are just a ticklish little boy.” Raven started slipping his tongue between
Brian’s toes and gently nibbled. Brian’s squeals got louder and more girly as
he pounded his fists on the wooden floor and tried his best to kick free. “Oh
shit not the toes don’t. Please Rave not that.” Brian’s pleas were falling on
deaf ears.
“What was that Brian? You want me to tickle your pits? Well if you insist.”
Raven quickly pinned Brian’s arms above his head as he straddled his wiggling
hips. “Oh shit, oh shit no not th…” Brian was cut off by Raven’s quick assault
on his exposed pits. “Koochie koo.” Raven playfully teased the struggling,
sweat covered Brian. Brian’s head was shaking side to side and his face was
turning red from the continuous tickling. “No more please I’m sorry Rave you
win. I give Uncle.” Brian desperately screamed out anything he could think of
the end the tickle torture.
“Awe wittle Brian’s too ticklish. I don’t want anything babe, just your ticklish
body at my command.” Raven kneaded his fingers between Brian’s ribs.
“Ahh no shit not there I can’t take it.” Brian was trying unsuccessfully to block
out the excruciating sensation ravaging his helpless body. “Oh c’mon I’m dying.
Let me go.” Brian’s voice was getting raspy from the endless tickles. Raven stopped
tickling for a couple of seconds. “Thank you I couldn’t take anymore.” Brian got out
through heavy breaths. “Oh I’m not done yet sexy. You’re too fun to tickle.” Raven
lifted Brian’s tank top exposing his stomach. Licking his lips he menacingly placed
his hand on Brian’s heaving stomach.
“Shit, shit no you can’t I’m way too ticklish there.” Brian looked like he was about
to cry. “That’s just what I wanted to hear baby boy.” Raven wiggled all ten fingers
along Brian’s stomach and waist. “No not that.” Brian screamed with wild laughter
and was thrashing so much he almost knocked Raven off. Brian’s laughter was high
pitched and wild. “Oh wow pay dirt.” Raven smiled evilly as he continued putting
Brian through his ticklish paces. “No please you can’t keep tickling not fair.”
Brian was pleading with every ounce of his waning strength.
Raven decided to go for the kill. He lowered his mouth to Brian’s stomach and
started blowing raspberries. “Fuck, fuck no please.” Brian was bright red and
soaked with sweat as his laughter went silent. “Dude no way, you’re the first
guy I’ve tickled who’s done the silent laughing thing.* Raven stiffened his tongue
and licked around and all over Brian’s innie belly button. Exhausted and spent
from the tickling, Brian could do nothing except squirm with silent laughter.
“Ok I guess you’ve had enough.” Raven got off Brian and helped him onto the couch.
“Thanks for the water damn I haven’t been tickled like that ever.” Brian gulped the
water and sat still feeling the phantom tickles. “Did I go too far?” Raven asked as he
looked with concern at Brian’s bloodshot eyes. “I just haven’t been tickled in a long
time let alone that bad.” “Hey, you wrecked me pretty bad too.” Brian and Raven sat
just looking at each other lost in thought. “You know Rave, I think this was the best
time I’ve had with anyone.” Brian’s color was returning as he smiled and kissed Raven’s
lips. “Now you read my mind. I think we might just have something special here.”
That’s what Brian found out when he met his soul mate. It was a
warm day in October. Brian had just started his vacation. He had
everything he wanted or so he thought. Brian was 21 he’d just started
work at a small law office in his small mountain town. He was also in
great shape aside from smoking and maybe having a few drinks now
and then. Brian was 5’9 weighed 145 he’d kept his muscle tone by
going to the gym’s pool. Brian kept his brown hair short with blonde
highlights. He also kept his feet looking nice and soft. Although he’d
talked to a few guys online he never really dated. He was still in the
closet to most people.
Brian had gotten up before sunrise even though he didn’t have to.
He loved to sit on the balcony of his 100 year old Victorian manor
drinking coffee and watching the sun rise. His Grandparents had
left him the house in their will. With it being all paid for he only
had to keep up with the maintenance. In addition to the house
and 5 acres of land his Grandparents had also left him their Cadillac
Escalade, classic corvette convertible, and Lincoln Towncar. There
were also a couple of horses he inherited. Brian really loved his life
even if he was a little lonely with no one to share it with.
After his morning routine of coffee and riding the horses around the
field he locked everything up and went for a walk in the woods at the
edge of his property. Brian had always loved spending time in nature
and watching the leaves change. He’d been walking for about 15 minutes
when he came upon a man made path. Being the curious guy he was he
decided to follow the path. He made sure to make little marks on the trees
so he wouldn’t get lost. The path was narrow and had lots of twists and turns.
Suddenly Brian heard what sounded like chanting. Looking around he didn’t
see anyone; so he just figured it was just his imagination or maybe some
surrounding houses. After 10 more minutes he came to a clearing that
faced a waterfall.
Brian looked around the area and he found the source of the chanting.
Off to one side of the clearing he saw a man in a black hooded cloak
standing at an altar. The man and altar were in the middle of a pentacle
drawn in the dirt. Curiosity got the best of him and Brian wanted to get
closer to hear what was being said. As he inched closer he was being
mesmerized by the melodic tones of the chant and the waterfall. Brian
was so focused on the man and the waterfall, that he didn’t notice the
bunch of sticks in front of him until he stepped on them. The resounding
crack of wood startled the hooded figure. He stopped chanting and scanned
his surroundings. His gaze fell on Brian. The tall, dark, cloaked man started
moving closer to Brian. Nervousness was really building up in Brian. He was
having thoughts of running back to his house, but it was like he was frozen
to the spot where he stood. As the mysterious man came closer, Brian was
starting to sweat. He closed his eyes and raised his hands in defense as the
cloaked man stood in front of him. “Hey, I know you. You were in my English
and Science classes. Oh and relax dude I’m not gonna hurt you.” Brian lowered
his hands and opened his eyes to see the man had lowered his hood and was
smiling. “I I’m B Brian.” “Raven, it’s nice to actually meet you Brian.” Raven
offered his hand and Brian shook it.
Now that Brian actually looked at Raven’s face he did remember him
from school. Memories of Brian’s having a crush on him also came
flooding back. “So um Raven is it? What’s all this? You’re not a Satan
worshipper are you?” Brian asked as his composure was returning and
he was feeling more at ease. “Well this is my quiet place. I come here
to cast and to meditate. No I don’t worship Satan, I’m Wiccan; oh and
please call me Rave. Raven had taken off his cloak and was starting to
gather his things and he shifted the dirt to erase the pentacle.
Brian was finding himself being drawn to Rave. His 6’0 toned slim frame
was covered by skin tight black jeans and a red shirt that looked like it
was painted on his skin. Raven’s hair was neck length and spiked at the
top. It was black with blue tinting. “Oh I’m sorry for intruding on your
space. It was nice meeting…” “Do you have to rush off Brian? I mean
we could talk and maybe hang out. I’ve got nothing to do this weekend.”
Raven said as he put his cloak in his bag. “Really, you want to?”
“Sure you seem really cool and even back in school I’d always wanted
to get to know you.” “I felt the same way about you Rave.”
“Then why didn’t you?” The two guys asked in unison.
“Well I was shy and figured you wouldn’t like me.” Brian said as he shifted
his weight from foot to foot. “No way, I always thought you were cute.
Would you get the altar? My car’s just on the other side of the clearing.”
“You thought I was cute? I was a mess in high school. I had a huge crush
on you. You were so mysterious and dangerous.” “Dangerous are you kidding?
I just appeared that way to keep people from messing with me. Being a witch
is bad enough in a small town; being a witch and gay would be suicide.”
“Oh shit, I love your jeep.” Brian walked around Rave’s jeep. It was black with
orange flames and a pentacle on the hood. The doors and cover were taken off.
“Thanks it’s a ’79 CJ7 my Dad found it in a junkyard and we restored it together.
“Hey Rave, do you want to come over to my house?” “Sure I just have to drop
off my stuff at my place and put the doors and cover on my jeep. It’s supposed
to rain.” Raven lit up a cigarette and offered Brian one and they drove off.
“Wicked you live here? I’ve always loved this property.” Raven said as he
pulled into Brian’s garage. “Yeah it was my Grandparents now I own it.
No one else in the family wanted to move back here.” Brian closed the
garage and walked Raven around the gardens and showed him the horses
and the in closed pool in the back. “Do you ride Rave?” “Not in a long time.”
“If you ever want to even if I’m not here you’re welcome to take the horses
out.” As they stood at the fence watching the horses, Raven put his arm around
Brian and laid his head on his shoulder. The two looked at each other, slowly
leaned in, and kissed. “Wow that was amazing.” Brian said as he gave Raven a
hug. “Not too forward was it Brian?” “No, not at all it was the best kiss I’ve had.”
Brian took Raven inside the house. “Oh yeah if you’re comfortable enough
you can take your shoes off. I keep the place pretty clean.” After taking off
his black work boots Raven followed Brian into the den. “There’s food and
alcohol in the cabinets and fridge. Just help yourself. Remote’s on the sofa,
I’m going to get changed.” Raven was taking in the houses period charm
and décor. “So can I get you anything?” Brian reemerged wearing a grey
tank top, a pair of shiny purple basketball shorts, and white ankle socks.
“Sure what ya got?” “I got wine, beer, soda, vodka, bourbon, coconut rum,
milk.” “Ooh rum and coke sounds awesome.”Brian mixed the drinks as
Raven sat on the couch and stretched out. “Here you go babe.” Brian sat
next to Raven and they started channel surfing and making small talk.
“I’m really glad we met Rave, I have a good feeling about having you in
my life.” “Me too, I think you’re really cute and sweet.” Brian blushed from
Raven’s compliment. “See that shyness is the cutest thing about you.”
Brian reached down and put Raven’s feet in his lap. He really looked at the
feet and started to massage them. “Oh shit that feels awesome.” Raven was
melting into the couch cushions. “I hope you don’t mind. I um have a thing
for feet.” Brian said shyly not sure how Raven would react.
“That’s awesome I have a foot fetish too. It’s cool we have so much in common.”
“I know it’s like we were meant to be together.” “Hey, you read my mind." "By the
way, what size are your feet?” “Size 12 and yours?” “Mine are 10.5.” Brian gently
kneaded his fingers along Raven’s feet and cracked his toes. “Oh wow now that’s
talent.” Raven was becoming a blob of jello. “You’re feet are awesome Rave, I was
just wondering.” “Wondering what cutie?” “Are they ticklish?” Before Raven had a
chance to prepare Brian dragged his index finger up and down the center of Raven’s
socked soles. Raven immediately started giggling and squirming. “Heyhehahe yes
I’m ticklish, really ticklish.”
“Awe the witch boy is ticklish. How about here?” Brian reached up and
squeezed Raven’s knees. “Oh no, not there it’s torture.” Raven started
screaming with wild laughter and shaking back and forth as he tried to
kick his legs free. “It tickles so much please mercy.” Raven managed to
get out between his unmanly squeals. “You’re just too cute Rave I can’t
help but tickle you.” Brian straddled Raven’s hips and kneaded his fingers
between the pleading boy’s ribs. “Oh shit you can’t do this it’s not fair.”
Raven’s laughter rose an octave as he kicked and squirmed like crazy trying
to get Brian off of him. “Hey, you’re more fun than an amusement park ride;
Yee haw.” Brian put one hand in the air as if he were riding a bull. Brian pulled
Raven’s shirt up and started to knead and wiggle his fingers around his stomach.
“Ah oh fuck you’re so dead when I get free.” Raven squealed with high pitched
laughter as he was furiously trying to get Brian off him.
“Now that’s pretty tough talk considering the um ticklish situation you’re in.”
Brian taunted as he tickled up into Raven’s arm pits. “Shit not the pits please
I’m begging you.” Raven tried to bring his arms down to protect his vulnerable
hairless pits. Brian had been tickling Raven for only 15 minutes; however to
Raven it felt like hours. “Hey Ravey, your innie is looking so inviting.” “Don’t you
dare you really wouldn’t would you?” “Wouldn’t what do this?” Brian lightly
scratched his index nail around and inside Raven’s belly button. “No it’s so
damn ticklish there. Please please you’ve gotta stop.” Raven was starting to
go hoarse and was covered in sweat from the prolonged tickles.
Brian finally took pity on his victim and stopped tickling him. He started
massaging Raven’s feet again. “Whoa you’re brutal.” Raven said after he
started to recover from the torture. “I’m sorry I tickled you so much Rave.
If you want to leave I’ll understand.” Brian was finally realized what he’d
put Raven through; and really felt bad. “Hey, did I say anything about leaving?
I have a secret; besides my foot fetish I love tickling. I love both getting tickled
and doing the tickling.” Raven put his arms around Brian hugging him. “Also I
wouldn’t leave without doing this.”
Raven pushed Brian off the couch and trapped his feet in a choke hold.
“Hey wait what are you?” Brian tried to struggle and pull free, but Raven’s
grip was too strong. “Now to do this right we need to remove these.” Raven
pulled off both ankle socks off Brian’s helpless, wiggling feet. “Give me my
socks back.” “Hey, lawyer boy are your feet ticklish?” Raven asked as he
scratched his nails upwards along Brian’s soft bare soles. “HehahehaNo don’t
tickle my bare feet.* Brian shrieked through his massive giggles. He started
pulling like crazy to get free. “We’re not in a court room counselor you’re not
calling the shots.” Raven playfully taunted as he stroked his fingertips along
the sides and tops of Brian’s feet.
Brian was squealing like a little boy in seconds. He’d forgotten just how ticklish
his feet were. “No more please Rave I’m sorry for torturing you.” Brian was
starting to sweat as his toes wiggled and his feet shook. “Awe look at how cute
you are just a ticklish little boy.” Raven started slipping his tongue between
Brian’s toes and gently nibbled. Brian’s squeals got louder and more girly as
he pounded his fists on the wooden floor and tried his best to kick free. “Oh
shit not the toes don’t. Please Rave not that.” Brian’s pleas were falling on
deaf ears.
“What was that Brian? You want me to tickle your pits? Well if you insist.”
Raven quickly pinned Brian’s arms above his head as he straddled his wiggling
hips. “Oh shit, oh shit no not th…” Brian was cut off by Raven’s quick assault
on his exposed pits. “Koochie koo.” Raven playfully teased the struggling,
sweat covered Brian. Brian’s head was shaking side to side and his face was
turning red from the continuous tickling. “No more please I’m sorry Rave you
win. I give Uncle.” Brian desperately screamed out anything he could think of
the end the tickle torture.
“Awe wittle Brian’s too ticklish. I don’t want anything babe, just your ticklish
body at my command.” Raven kneaded his fingers between Brian’s ribs.
“Ahh no shit not there I can’t take it.” Brian was trying unsuccessfully to block
out the excruciating sensation ravaging his helpless body. “Oh c’mon I’m dying.
Let me go.” Brian’s voice was getting raspy from the endless tickles. Raven stopped
tickling for a couple of seconds. “Thank you I couldn’t take anymore.” Brian got out
through heavy breaths. “Oh I’m not done yet sexy. You’re too fun to tickle.” Raven
lifted Brian’s tank top exposing his stomach. Licking his lips he menacingly placed
his hand on Brian’s heaving stomach.
“Shit, shit no you can’t I’m way too ticklish there.” Brian looked like he was about
to cry. “That’s just what I wanted to hear baby boy.” Raven wiggled all ten fingers
along Brian’s stomach and waist. “No not that.” Brian screamed with wild laughter
and was thrashing so much he almost knocked Raven off. Brian’s laughter was high
pitched and wild. “Oh wow pay dirt.” Raven smiled evilly as he continued putting
Brian through his ticklish paces. “No please you can’t keep tickling not fair.”
Brian was pleading with every ounce of his waning strength.
Raven decided to go for the kill. He lowered his mouth to Brian’s stomach and
started blowing raspberries. “Fuck, fuck no please.” Brian was bright red and
soaked with sweat as his laughter went silent. “Dude no way, you’re the first
guy I’ve tickled who’s done the silent laughing thing.* Raven stiffened his tongue
and licked around and all over Brian’s innie belly button. Exhausted and spent
from the tickling, Brian could do nothing except squirm with silent laughter.
“Ok I guess you’ve had enough.” Raven got off Brian and helped him onto the couch.
“Thanks for the water damn I haven’t been tickled like that ever.” Brian gulped the
water and sat still feeling the phantom tickles. “Did I go too far?” Raven asked as he
looked with concern at Brian’s bloodshot eyes. “I just haven’t been tickled in a long
time let alone that bad.” “Hey, you wrecked me pretty bad too.” Brian and Raven sat
just looking at each other lost in thought. “You know Rave, I think this was the best
time I’ve had with anyone.” Brian’s color was returning as he smiled and kissed Raven’s
lips. “Now you read my mind. I think we might just have something special here.”
