I stayed at a friends house about ten years ago, we worked together and have lost contact since I left the store but anyway we'd been at a workmate's stag do so had been drinking, Phil more than me and we'd arranged since his home closer to the venue that I would stop at his with his Dad. Phil's mum was away visiting her mother. I woke up in the night to use the bathroom which was downstairs and heard a soft moaning from the room and peaked in and saw my friend's Dad nude but with his socks on and stroking his dick to clearly a porn film. I saw in John's face he was freaking out at being caught, embarrassed and humiliated and had quickly shut off the screen and lying on the floor had covered himself with a blanket and couldn't speak as I closed the door, locked it and and sat beside him.
I then saw the video cover which shocked me as it was two guys and the film called 'Edged Up' so asked John how long he'd fancied guys secretly and he too shocked to reply I told him Phil was out for the count and we would not be disturbed which made him even more nervous and I drew the blanket from him and he was still hard. I barely knew John but this made it more exciting as I told him this would be our secret and slid a finger along his shaft and told him to lie down which he did.
"I'm going to edge you John, tease the fuck out of you until when I decide you explode but not until!" I whispered in his ear and what could he do but nod as my finger stroked his hardened dick. I told him I was in control and remarked it was curious he was nude but for his socks and moved to his feet in the black office socks worn all day and sensed his feeling vulnerable smiled as I kneaded and massaged his socked right foot, feeling it's warmth and moistness making it cocoon his foot so seeing it's outline in the light of the moon.
John's right foot flinched at my fondling and squeezing the socked toes and asked him how big his feet were and he whispered size 11's and please not to tickle them. I told him I was massaging his right foot lightly as I would his left one and tickling was not intentional but if it did, then he needed to control his ticklish reaction better as I caressed the socked sole and then moved to his other foot and again he flinched.
"I'll let you know my secret John; I like guy's feet and warm, smelly, sweaty feet best so these are perfect for me and then sniffed at each socked foot before suddenly sucking on the socked toes of his right foot slowly as his toes wiggled and releasing his foot saying it was great he was tongue ticklish and sucked on his toes through his left sock. Having sucked on the socked toes of each foot, then taking them again in my mouth I nibbled on them as now he chewed on the blanket.
"Good thinking John as you don't want to make noise as Phil will then learn his Dad's a closet which isn't something you want your son and your wife knowing which is why you'll open your mouth and chew on one of your own sweaty socks!"
Having no choice I peeled off John's right sock and fed it to him and then peeled off his left sock. Barefoot his toes moist from his sweat and my saliva, his feet smelled awesome, the 6'1" accountant's having a rich and masculine odour so appealing to me as I told him having a deep sniff of each foot I lifted to my face. I then let my tongue slither along the length of his right sole from his heel to toes of a very sensitive and licklish foot and loved his immediate flinching in recognition of this fact and repeated the actions on his left foot.
I then stopped and just savoured the sight of my friend's Dad's feet, the 38 yr old having feet to be proud of as I told him and having seen Phil's that his were superior being larger than his son's and richer smelling saying earlier as Phil had crashed out still socked I had given his feet a sniffing too but left his socks on him! I then rubbed my hands up n' down the soles of John's feet before resuming lapping at his soles and sliding my tongue in between each of his toes.
The sensations were driving John mad but he dare not react loudly and I knew it as I savoured the sweaty taste of his feet and the feel of them in my hands and against my tongue, my tongue gliding along his feet so easily was clearly really tickling him and he didn't like, much less want to be tickled as he had said and I reminded him as I was making sure he was being tickled and lickled. I deliberately increased the speed my tongue darted in between each of John's toes to heighten the ticklish sensation and traced my fingers over the arches of his feet.
When I stopped and removed the sock gag from him he pleaded with me not to tickle his feet but told him his pleas were falling on deaf ears and that we would need to come to some arrangement for me to enjoy his feet properly so meeting in a hotel as he wanted his secret kept and it would be just so long as he did as told. What option did John have but to nod in agreement and especially when I told him that I knew that it was his wife who he depended on financially as Phil had told me and that in fact he was Phil's step-Dad and neither got along too well and Phil might need little persuading to join me in tickle torturing him!
This struck a chord as John whispered to me to please not tell Phil as he would tell his mother for sure and I agreed this likely to happen and without Irene his losing his life-style in the 'Hamptons' and the Mercedes Benz in the drive and holidays in exotic locations like Bermuda and the Seychelles! I could see all this registering with John as I resumed coating one foot in saliva and then the other and stroked each foot lightly as he flinched desperately on the floor and then I stopped and told him to jerk himself off which he did as I massaged his feet but did not tickle them until he shot his load and then lightened my touch and told him to chew on his socks as extra sensitive he suffered for my pleasure as he did the following week.
I left it to John to make the booking and arrived at the hotel at the arranged time with my black leather bag and in the room had John stripped to his socks and on his stomach on the bed with upturned socked soles facing me, now though he was securely bound and gagged with items purchased on line by me from a 'Bondage' site and all paid for by John which was ironic but only fair he test them out! As arranged we met when he'd finished work and Phil was out with his girlfriend and Irene still away.
I gently stroked both socked soles slowly and immediately John moaned so told him that this was a good start and there was plenty of time for him to experience full itinery of sensations as I sniffed both socked soles and told him it was appreciated as instructed he'd worn the black socks all day at work and working up a pleasing warmth and moistness for me to savour. I then massaged each socked foot saying though warm that I wanting them very hot and when satisfied I peeled off both socks having sucked on all of his toes through them both and saying his being mega-ticklish and hating being tickled and lickled was a bonus.
John was moaning something but as I told him I could not understand what he was saying and admired the shape of his feet as both socks peeled off loving the sight of them and their rich aroma as my nose connected with each sole. Light strokes felt like electric shocks to him and his vulnerability really appealed to me and see his struggling feet tightly secured, every touch getting a reaction and I altered touches wherever I explored so along both soles, across his arches and under and in between his toes. Every tease drove John crazy as he was and so would guess still is horrendously ticklish all over his feet. I licked and sucked on his toes and then along his insteps in excruciating fore-play or is that tickle-play with him loving the fact of his feet being so helplessly ticklish. Working over both soles diligently and expertly and deliberately taking my time in my objective; to drive him demented, manic with laughter however long it took and using whatever technique to gain the greatest ticklish reaction from him.
I told him he was gagged to stifle his giggles as this would put me off my stride but that he was welcome to laugh as I first employed the feather and very lightly stroked each foot to keep him in perpetual tension wondering when I would use it to really tickle his feet displayed so perfectly for me and telling him to imagine how the electric toothbrush was going to feel on them as I stroked the balls of each foot with the feather and then slid it in between each of his toes in turn and loved seeing him squirming at this happening and then used the quill end of the feather to stroke the soles of his feet and draw circles in the middle of them and trace along the sides of each foot saying he would soon have rotating bristles exploring the soles of his feet and under all of his toes and in between them.
Facing his soles then sniffing his feet and toes and their masculine aroma getting me feeling so horny and with my fingers lightly stroking the soles and arches of his feet as John really squirmed on the bed to my delight and satisfaction as he was consumed with laughter which was muffled but very real and apparent and I told him so and that his reactions were all the encouragement I needed to give him something to laugh about. As he involuntarily flexed his feet giving them a massage and saying his soft feet made them all the more enticing and then gripped to toes of one foot and tickled the sole of the other furiously just as a change of tempo and to keep him on edge!
I then indulged in more tongue bathing which it seemed he found more bearable until then I used the plastic bristled brush without too much pressure but enough to awaken and stimulate every nerve ending and holding his toes back alternated brushing the balls of his feet and then his arches then stopping to allow him breathing space and sniffing both of his feet, drunk high on the smell of them which was awesome and again licked across the soles of John's feet loving the saltiness of them both and the musk of his natural scent which brought out the animal in me with an insatiable appetite which demanded satisfying.
I told him how the Romans used to torture prisoners coating the soles of their feet in brine and allowing a goat to lick it off and a goat's tongue rough they would keep coating the soles of the feet and drive the prisoner demented and then resumed sucking and licking slobbering all over his feet, licking and drooling on his visibly hot n' sweating feet, alternating sucking on one toe at a time, to two and then three and finally all five at once and driving John berserk and all the time breathing in their rich aroma and telling him that his feet were the business as I chewed and nibbled on each of his toes and ran my fingers gently along the soles of his feet to deliver an irritating sensation! Therefore not an all out tickle but for him being so sensitive still ticklish and showing him who was firmly in control and continued slurping, slobbering, sucking, licking, gnawing even, popping his heel in my mouth, then his sole, then the ball of his foot, then the toes themselves and thrilled that these sensations were all driving him wild but he in no position to stop it from happening.
In a short break telling John that we'd be meeting again and then whilst his feet were saliva coated activating the sonicare and the bristles of the electric toothbrush sped into action which was hellish for him, I mean unbearable but that he was here for my pleasure and my satisfaction however merciless this sounded as he dissolved into laughter, hysterical laughter as I directed the evil bristles to explore all over each foot, each horribly ticklish foot being subjected to terrible tickle torture and after an hour of using the sonicare my again resuming the lickles with my eager tongue on his salty soles and nibbling on each of John's toes teasing and tormenting him in the extreme. I advised him that someone like him would be in great demand on the internet for guys like me who relish in tickling guys and especially their feet and he could always hire himself out if his marriage to Irene ended and I would delight in training him for the purpose.
I could only imagine John's expression hearing me saying this and it made me smile as I ran my fingers over the soles of his feet as he was squirming, laughing and I guess pleading with me to stop so I did momentarily and with the feather stroked the puckered hole of his ass which was excruciatingly sensitive and pulled his dick and balls from under him and stroked the head of his dick, his balls and his perineum which drove him ballistic and I saw pre-cum on his dick and stroked the head and his balls but not enough to make him shoot his load but to keep him frustratingly edged as he moaned as he became involuntarily excited but then stopped and began to tickle the soles of his feet maddeningly, so gently and lightly brushing over them with the pads of my fingers to keep him in ticklish torment and making his feet flinch to my sadistic satisfaction!
John was truly defeated exhausted both mentally and physically when after five or six hours he was released but knowing he had another meeting to book in the same hotel if he wanted his secret kept and we met for a further three months weekly until I decided enough was enough and Alan had taken my place. Alan had been a tickler contacted on line and had joined me in a hotel session with John and had expressed his interest in having John as his regular 'Tickle - Toy' and I having control of Julian who appealed even more to me was more than happy for Alan to take charge of John and shortly after this left the department store where Phil and I worked so John's secret remaining safe with me and with Alan!
I then saw the video cover which shocked me as it was two guys and the film called 'Edged Up' so asked John how long he'd fancied guys secretly and he too shocked to reply I told him Phil was out for the count and we would not be disturbed which made him even more nervous and I drew the blanket from him and he was still hard. I barely knew John but this made it more exciting as I told him this would be our secret and slid a finger along his shaft and told him to lie down which he did.
"I'm going to edge you John, tease the fuck out of you until when I decide you explode but not until!" I whispered in his ear and what could he do but nod as my finger stroked his hardened dick. I told him I was in control and remarked it was curious he was nude but for his socks and moved to his feet in the black office socks worn all day and sensed his feeling vulnerable smiled as I kneaded and massaged his socked right foot, feeling it's warmth and moistness making it cocoon his foot so seeing it's outline in the light of the moon.
John's right foot flinched at my fondling and squeezing the socked toes and asked him how big his feet were and he whispered size 11's and please not to tickle them. I told him I was massaging his right foot lightly as I would his left one and tickling was not intentional but if it did, then he needed to control his ticklish reaction better as I caressed the socked sole and then moved to his other foot and again he flinched.
"I'll let you know my secret John; I like guy's feet and warm, smelly, sweaty feet best so these are perfect for me and then sniffed at each socked foot before suddenly sucking on the socked toes of his right foot slowly as his toes wiggled and releasing his foot saying it was great he was tongue ticklish and sucked on his toes through his left sock. Having sucked on the socked toes of each foot, then taking them again in my mouth I nibbled on them as now he chewed on the blanket.
"Good thinking John as you don't want to make noise as Phil will then learn his Dad's a closet which isn't something you want your son and your wife knowing which is why you'll open your mouth and chew on one of your own sweaty socks!"
Having no choice I peeled off John's right sock and fed it to him and then peeled off his left sock. Barefoot his toes moist from his sweat and my saliva, his feet smelled awesome, the 6'1" accountant's having a rich and masculine odour so appealing to me as I told him having a deep sniff of each foot I lifted to my face. I then let my tongue slither along the length of his right sole from his heel to toes of a very sensitive and licklish foot and loved his immediate flinching in recognition of this fact and repeated the actions on his left foot.
I then stopped and just savoured the sight of my friend's Dad's feet, the 38 yr old having feet to be proud of as I told him and having seen Phil's that his were superior being larger than his son's and richer smelling saying earlier as Phil had crashed out still socked I had given his feet a sniffing too but left his socks on him! I then rubbed my hands up n' down the soles of John's feet before resuming lapping at his soles and sliding my tongue in between each of his toes.
The sensations were driving John mad but he dare not react loudly and I knew it as I savoured the sweaty taste of his feet and the feel of them in my hands and against my tongue, my tongue gliding along his feet so easily was clearly really tickling him and he didn't like, much less want to be tickled as he had said and I reminded him as I was making sure he was being tickled and lickled. I deliberately increased the speed my tongue darted in between each of John's toes to heighten the ticklish sensation and traced my fingers over the arches of his feet.
When I stopped and removed the sock gag from him he pleaded with me not to tickle his feet but told him his pleas were falling on deaf ears and that we would need to come to some arrangement for me to enjoy his feet properly so meeting in a hotel as he wanted his secret kept and it would be just so long as he did as told. What option did John have but to nod in agreement and especially when I told him that I knew that it was his wife who he depended on financially as Phil had told me and that in fact he was Phil's step-Dad and neither got along too well and Phil might need little persuading to join me in tickle torturing him!
This struck a chord as John whispered to me to please not tell Phil as he would tell his mother for sure and I agreed this likely to happen and without Irene his losing his life-style in the 'Hamptons' and the Mercedes Benz in the drive and holidays in exotic locations like Bermuda and the Seychelles! I could see all this registering with John as I resumed coating one foot in saliva and then the other and stroked each foot lightly as he flinched desperately on the floor and then I stopped and told him to jerk himself off which he did as I massaged his feet but did not tickle them until he shot his load and then lightened my touch and told him to chew on his socks as extra sensitive he suffered for my pleasure as he did the following week.
I left it to John to make the booking and arrived at the hotel at the arranged time with my black leather bag and in the room had John stripped to his socks and on his stomach on the bed with upturned socked soles facing me, now though he was securely bound and gagged with items purchased on line by me from a 'Bondage' site and all paid for by John which was ironic but only fair he test them out! As arranged we met when he'd finished work and Phil was out with his girlfriend and Irene still away.
I gently stroked both socked soles slowly and immediately John moaned so told him that this was a good start and there was plenty of time for him to experience full itinery of sensations as I sniffed both socked soles and told him it was appreciated as instructed he'd worn the black socks all day at work and working up a pleasing warmth and moistness for me to savour. I then massaged each socked foot saying though warm that I wanting them very hot and when satisfied I peeled off both socks having sucked on all of his toes through them both and saying his being mega-ticklish and hating being tickled and lickled was a bonus.
John was moaning something but as I told him I could not understand what he was saying and admired the shape of his feet as both socks peeled off loving the sight of them and their rich aroma as my nose connected with each sole. Light strokes felt like electric shocks to him and his vulnerability really appealed to me and see his struggling feet tightly secured, every touch getting a reaction and I altered touches wherever I explored so along both soles, across his arches and under and in between his toes. Every tease drove John crazy as he was and so would guess still is horrendously ticklish all over his feet. I licked and sucked on his toes and then along his insteps in excruciating fore-play or is that tickle-play with him loving the fact of his feet being so helplessly ticklish. Working over both soles diligently and expertly and deliberately taking my time in my objective; to drive him demented, manic with laughter however long it took and using whatever technique to gain the greatest ticklish reaction from him.
I told him he was gagged to stifle his giggles as this would put me off my stride but that he was welcome to laugh as I first employed the feather and very lightly stroked each foot to keep him in perpetual tension wondering when I would use it to really tickle his feet displayed so perfectly for me and telling him to imagine how the electric toothbrush was going to feel on them as I stroked the balls of each foot with the feather and then slid it in between each of his toes in turn and loved seeing him squirming at this happening and then used the quill end of the feather to stroke the soles of his feet and draw circles in the middle of them and trace along the sides of each foot saying he would soon have rotating bristles exploring the soles of his feet and under all of his toes and in between them.
Facing his soles then sniffing his feet and toes and their masculine aroma getting me feeling so horny and with my fingers lightly stroking the soles and arches of his feet as John really squirmed on the bed to my delight and satisfaction as he was consumed with laughter which was muffled but very real and apparent and I told him so and that his reactions were all the encouragement I needed to give him something to laugh about. As he involuntarily flexed his feet giving them a massage and saying his soft feet made them all the more enticing and then gripped to toes of one foot and tickled the sole of the other furiously just as a change of tempo and to keep him on edge!
I then indulged in more tongue bathing which it seemed he found more bearable until then I used the plastic bristled brush without too much pressure but enough to awaken and stimulate every nerve ending and holding his toes back alternated brushing the balls of his feet and then his arches then stopping to allow him breathing space and sniffing both of his feet, drunk high on the smell of them which was awesome and again licked across the soles of John's feet loving the saltiness of them both and the musk of his natural scent which brought out the animal in me with an insatiable appetite which demanded satisfying.
I told him how the Romans used to torture prisoners coating the soles of their feet in brine and allowing a goat to lick it off and a goat's tongue rough they would keep coating the soles of the feet and drive the prisoner demented and then resumed sucking and licking slobbering all over his feet, licking and drooling on his visibly hot n' sweating feet, alternating sucking on one toe at a time, to two and then three and finally all five at once and driving John berserk and all the time breathing in their rich aroma and telling him that his feet were the business as I chewed and nibbled on each of his toes and ran my fingers gently along the soles of his feet to deliver an irritating sensation! Therefore not an all out tickle but for him being so sensitive still ticklish and showing him who was firmly in control and continued slurping, slobbering, sucking, licking, gnawing even, popping his heel in my mouth, then his sole, then the ball of his foot, then the toes themselves and thrilled that these sensations were all driving him wild but he in no position to stop it from happening.
In a short break telling John that we'd be meeting again and then whilst his feet were saliva coated activating the sonicare and the bristles of the electric toothbrush sped into action which was hellish for him, I mean unbearable but that he was here for my pleasure and my satisfaction however merciless this sounded as he dissolved into laughter, hysterical laughter as I directed the evil bristles to explore all over each foot, each horribly ticklish foot being subjected to terrible tickle torture and after an hour of using the sonicare my again resuming the lickles with my eager tongue on his salty soles and nibbling on each of John's toes teasing and tormenting him in the extreme. I advised him that someone like him would be in great demand on the internet for guys like me who relish in tickling guys and especially their feet and he could always hire himself out if his marriage to Irene ended and I would delight in training him for the purpose.
I could only imagine John's expression hearing me saying this and it made me smile as I ran my fingers over the soles of his feet as he was squirming, laughing and I guess pleading with me to stop so I did momentarily and with the feather stroked the puckered hole of his ass which was excruciatingly sensitive and pulled his dick and balls from under him and stroked the head of his dick, his balls and his perineum which drove him ballistic and I saw pre-cum on his dick and stroked the head and his balls but not enough to make him shoot his load but to keep him frustratingly edged as he moaned as he became involuntarily excited but then stopped and began to tickle the soles of his feet maddeningly, so gently and lightly brushing over them with the pads of my fingers to keep him in ticklish torment and making his feet flinch to my sadistic satisfaction!
John was truly defeated exhausted both mentally and physically when after five or six hours he was released but knowing he had another meeting to book in the same hotel if he wanted his secret kept and we met for a further three months weekly until I decided enough was enough and Alan had taken my place. Alan had been a tickler contacted on line and had joined me in a hotel session with John and had expressed his interest in having John as his regular 'Tickle - Toy' and I having control of Julian who appealed even more to me was more than happy for Alan to take charge of John and shortly after this left the department store where Phil and I worked so John's secret remaining safe with me and with Alan!
