Ticklishboy30
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01. Ticklish Shift
"Hey, Nik, how's it lookin' out there?" Parker Mills unenthusiastically asked over the walkie-talkie.
The night community college campus security guard raised his hand and swatted at one of the unruly locks of curly red hair because it tickled his forehead. His age-worn desk chair's wheels squeaked, and its springs creaked and moaned as the five-foot-ten, one-hundred-and-fifty-pound, twenty-five-year-old rolled back and away from the desk. The man's plump toes flexed and curled inside the soft white cotton athletic ankle socks that protected his creamy soles from the dirty floor. He'd slipped his size eleven grey and red sneakers off when he clocked in and sat down at the computer. Parker wasn't by any means a vain man, but he did like to pamper himself. One of the indulgences was the pedicures he treated his size eleven feet to, despite how ticklish the experience was. However, he never complained about how much it tickled because he absolutely loved it.
The young man stood up, smoothed out his light-colored blue jeans, and flicked some lint off his white polo shirt. He yawned and stretched his arms. He was about to bend to stretch his back when suddenly, he felt five fingers wiggle between his unguarded ribs. "Whhahahahat...thehehehe....." he bellowed between the laughter caused by the tickle attack. The redhead's ticklishness tended to be common knowledge for anyone who knew Parker or spent any time with him. The fingers began moving up and down his sides, thus causing his body to writhe and jerk from side to side as his vocal tone rose and became shrill.
"You're such an easy ticklish target, bud," Nik Williams said as he continued the playful assault on his ticklish friend. He boyishly giggled, and his light green eyes sparkled with mischief as he moved into Parker's armpit hollows. "Coochie, coochie Parkie," the twenty-four-year-old blonde male taunted.
The two men became best friends in elementary school. They lived together in a two-bedroom townhouse, were gay, and currently enjoying their single life.
"Yohohuhuhu're sohohoho deaheahead," Parker ineffectively threatened. As soon as the tickler's fingers invaded his damp, pit hollows, the redhead squealed and jumped like a grasshopper. He kicked, and his feet stomped against the floor in a futile attempt to escape. As the tickles continued, his laughter started becoming silent and raspy. Beads of sweat caused the man's forehead to glisten in the office's overhead lighting.
Nik chuckled and took pity on his captive. He wrapped his arms around his best friend and playfully ruffled Parker's hair. "Ya still love me, Parks, bro?" he asked as he straightened out his skinny black jeans and white polo shirt.
Parker's body started to recover from the tickling. He grabbed the can of soda on his desk, took a generous swig, grinned, and nodded at his former tickler. "That was awesome," he said. Before Nik could move, Parker tackled the five-foot-eight male to the floor. He pinned the protesting man's arms under his knees and then kneaded, his nimble fingers in the center of the armpit hollows.
“FUHUHUHUCKKKKK!!!!" Nik screeched. As soon as his pits were attacked, the blonde's arms desperately did their best to pull free, of course, to no avail. "I'm sohohorry," he offered to try and alleviate the retaliation.
Parker giggled as he moved his tickle attack to the center of his helpless victim's stomach. He loved hearing how that made Nik scream and squeal like a girl. Nik's head rolled side to side as his size nine shoes pounded the concrete flooring.
"Does the tickly little boy give in?" Parker teasingly asked. "Or do I have to tickle those soft feet of his?"
"I give, I give," Nik instantly cried.
Parker grinned and let his captive sit up. The men glared at one another before they laughed and hugged each other.
"You're an amazing friend and tickler, Niky," Parker said as he patted the shorter man's back.
"You too, bro. I love ya," Nik responded.
"Love ya too, Parker looked at the clock. "I'm gonna go to the bathroom, then go for my rounds around the campus. After that, you or I can get some dinner," he said.
"Awesome plan," Nik replied. He blushed slightly and giggled as he said, Parks, I love when we tickle each other."
Parker giggled, then lightly tickled the back of his friend's neck, causing Nik to squeak and jump. "I do too. Bro," he said as they shared another hug.
The weather that night was warmer than predicted, so Parker didn't see the need for a jacket during his tour of the grounds. He picked up his walkie-talkie, taser, cellphone, and flashlight, then placed them in their designated holsters on his black leather belt. The redhead smiled and giddily skipped outside to the motorized cart. He mouthed fuck you and flipped the bird at his chuckling partner just before the door closed.
Parker situated himself in the driver's side, started the motor, and drove across the lot towards the road surrounding the college. While traveling, he took the time to take in the beauty of the trees lit by the streetlamps. He took a deep breath and thanked his higher power for being able to live in such a picturesque area with breathtaking mountain views. The grateful man also gave a copious amount of thanks for Nik's presence and the relationship they'd maintained and thoroughly enjoyed through the years.
He'd reached the halfway point and had just checked in with Nik when the need to release his bladder arose. Parker pulled the cart onto the sidewalk, shut the motor down, locked the steering wheel, and walked down the narrow path into the woods. Sounds of disgust and disappointment over people's carelessness left his mouth as he surveyed the trash on the ground. There were discarded condom wrappers, leftover fast food wrappers, and the absolutely disgusting sight of a woman's soiled underwear. The fuckin' things people leave, Parker said to himself as he reached the ledge he was looking for. His bladder was fuller than he thought 'cause he started dancing around as he fumbled with the zipper. When the redhead finally got his fly down, he closed his eyes as the liquid gushed from his penis.
"What the fuck? Yo! dude, can ya shut the damn faucet off?" a masculine voice hollered from the other side of the ledge.
"Yeah, I already showered today, and I don't need another golden one," another male hollered.
"Oh, shit. That's right, two's your limit," the first speaker said with a chuckle..
"You're sooo gonna lick my sweaty ass for that one," the second person retorted.
"Really, that's your threat? I'll do that, golden shower or no golden shower," the first replied just before he squealed and protested the ticklish assault on his bare feet.
Parker did stop the stream of piss and adjusted his position before he finished. However, the comical banter, combined with the erotic nature of the situation, and at least one of the guys being ticklish on his feet, made the guard's six-inch manhood stiffen and that much harder to continue the needed release.
"Hey, Cal, it's one of the two cutest security guys,"
The sound of someone behind him made Parker release a very unmasculine yelp and almost catch his dick in the zipper. This also caused the young man to blush when he heard the amused chuckling. After composing himself, Parker chuckled and turned to face the recipients of his piss. "I'm sooo sorry for literally pissing on you guys," he said as he sheepishly ran his fingers through his curly locks.
"Hey, no sweat, it's not the worst thing that can happen to us," the raven-haired speaker giggled and extended his hand. "I'm Calvin, and this goofy guy is Eddie," he said and pointed to the blonde man beside him.
Parker smiled and shook Calvin's hand. He was about to shake Eddie's but was shocked when he was treated to an enthusiastic bear hug.
"I'm a hugger," Eddie said with a soft, airy chuckle.
Parker nodded and reciprocated the hug. Then gave one to Calvin, who had his arms open wide. He glanced up and down the slender-framed men. He judged them to be about five-foot-nine and around one hundred forty pounds. "I'm Parker, and you guys are awesome huggers. I love hugging," he boyishly giggled. He smirked and asked, "so, which one got his feet tickled?"
Eddie doubled over laughing as Calvin slightly raised his hand.
"He's also got ticklish feet," Calvin said as he put his companion in a headlock, gave him a noogie, and tickled his side.
The blonde male wriggled and squealed as his boisterous cackles floated along the night air. Eddie's laughter became more excited and raucous when Parker joined in on the tickle attack and tickled his pit hollows. "Heeehehehey, no fair double teheeheeaming mehehehe," the trapped ticklish victim protested.
“Damn, you two are fun. Are you guys boyfriends?" Parker asked.
"Yeah, we live on the other side of the woods," Calvin said as he and Eddie passionately kissed.
"Nik's gonna be upset he missed this," Parker said after the trio calmed down.
"Is he your boyfriend?" Eddie asked.
"Nah, we're gay, but not a couple. Nik's my roommate and best friend," Parker responded.
"Is he the shorter guard that's usually working with you?" Calvin inquired as he and Eddie locked eyes and silently communicated without Parker noticing.
"Yeppers," Parker responded. "He's really a fun and loving guy,"
Calvin and Eddie got on both sides of Parker and wrapped him in a double bear hug.
Parker sighed and melted into the embrace until their fingers tickled his sides. Instantly, the redhead's body fell to his knees as he was hurled into a bottomless hysterical abyss. "Fuhuhuhuck, I'm tihihicklishshshsh," he screeched. He writhed and kicked the air as he was pinned face up.
"We had to find out if you're ticklish like us," Calvin said with a giggle.
"Yeah, makes things more fun and evenly matched," Eddie stated.
The pair released their new ticklish friend and hugged him.
"If Nik's interested, we'd love for you guys to hang out with us," Eddie offered as he and Parker exchanged phones to put their numbers into.
"That'd be awesome," Parker said.
"Is Nik ticklish too?" Calvin asked.
"He's very ticklish," Parker responded as he gave the couple a final hug. "I'll tell him about you guys and give you two a call. Or, you can always call me."
"We look forward to it," Eddie said.
Parker got into his cart and headed back to the office. He parked beside the door, ran inside, and hollered. "Niky, I met two new guys. They're ticklish and a couple." Parker was so excited he jumped up and down like a little boy.
Nik shook his head and laughed at his friend. 'Parks, you're too adorable when you're excited," he paused. "How and where'd ya meet them?" he asked.
Parker calmed down and grinned. "Umm, I kinda peed on them in the woods," he sheepishly said.
"What the fuck?" Nik hollered. "This, I gotta hear," he said as he sat in the chair and listened to Parker's tale.
"Hey, Nik, how's it lookin' out there?" Parker Mills unenthusiastically asked over the walkie-talkie.
The night community college campus security guard raised his hand and swatted at one of the unruly locks of curly red hair because it tickled his forehead. His age-worn desk chair's wheels squeaked, and its springs creaked and moaned as the five-foot-ten, one-hundred-and-fifty-pound, twenty-five-year-old rolled back and away from the desk. The man's plump toes flexed and curled inside the soft white cotton athletic ankle socks that protected his creamy soles from the dirty floor. He'd slipped his size eleven grey and red sneakers off when he clocked in and sat down at the computer. Parker wasn't by any means a vain man, but he did like to pamper himself. One of the indulgences was the pedicures he treated his size eleven feet to, despite how ticklish the experience was. However, he never complained about how much it tickled because he absolutely loved it.
The young man stood up, smoothed out his light-colored blue jeans, and flicked some lint off his white polo shirt. He yawned and stretched his arms. He was about to bend to stretch his back when suddenly, he felt five fingers wiggle between his unguarded ribs. "Whhahahahat...thehehehe....." he bellowed between the laughter caused by the tickle attack. The redhead's ticklishness tended to be common knowledge for anyone who knew Parker or spent any time with him. The fingers began moving up and down his sides, thus causing his body to writhe and jerk from side to side as his vocal tone rose and became shrill.
"You're such an easy ticklish target, bud," Nik Williams said as he continued the playful assault on his ticklish friend. He boyishly giggled, and his light green eyes sparkled with mischief as he moved into Parker's armpit hollows. "Coochie, coochie Parkie," the twenty-four-year-old blonde male taunted.
The two men became best friends in elementary school. They lived together in a two-bedroom townhouse, were gay, and currently enjoying their single life.
"Yohohuhuhu're sohohoho deaheahead," Parker ineffectively threatened. As soon as the tickler's fingers invaded his damp, pit hollows, the redhead squealed and jumped like a grasshopper. He kicked, and his feet stomped against the floor in a futile attempt to escape. As the tickles continued, his laughter started becoming silent and raspy. Beads of sweat caused the man's forehead to glisten in the office's overhead lighting.
Nik chuckled and took pity on his captive. He wrapped his arms around his best friend and playfully ruffled Parker's hair. "Ya still love me, Parks, bro?" he asked as he straightened out his skinny black jeans and white polo shirt.
Parker's body started to recover from the tickling. He grabbed the can of soda on his desk, took a generous swig, grinned, and nodded at his former tickler. "That was awesome," he said. Before Nik could move, Parker tackled the five-foot-eight male to the floor. He pinned the protesting man's arms under his knees and then kneaded, his nimble fingers in the center of the armpit hollows.
“FUHUHUHUCKKKKK!!!!" Nik screeched. As soon as his pits were attacked, the blonde's arms desperately did their best to pull free, of course, to no avail. "I'm sohohorry," he offered to try and alleviate the retaliation.
Parker giggled as he moved his tickle attack to the center of his helpless victim's stomach. He loved hearing how that made Nik scream and squeal like a girl. Nik's head rolled side to side as his size nine shoes pounded the concrete flooring.
"Does the tickly little boy give in?" Parker teasingly asked. "Or do I have to tickle those soft feet of his?"
"I give, I give," Nik instantly cried.
Parker grinned and let his captive sit up. The men glared at one another before they laughed and hugged each other.
"You're an amazing friend and tickler, Niky," Parker said as he patted the shorter man's back.
"You too, bro. I love ya," Nik responded.
"Love ya too, Parker looked at the clock. "I'm gonna go to the bathroom, then go for my rounds around the campus. After that, you or I can get some dinner," he said.
"Awesome plan," Nik replied. He blushed slightly and giggled as he said, Parks, I love when we tickle each other."
Parker giggled, then lightly tickled the back of his friend's neck, causing Nik to squeak and jump. "I do too. Bro," he said as they shared another hug.
The weather that night was warmer than predicted, so Parker didn't see the need for a jacket during his tour of the grounds. He picked up his walkie-talkie, taser, cellphone, and flashlight, then placed them in their designated holsters on his black leather belt. The redhead smiled and giddily skipped outside to the motorized cart. He mouthed fuck you and flipped the bird at his chuckling partner just before the door closed.
Parker situated himself in the driver's side, started the motor, and drove across the lot towards the road surrounding the college. While traveling, he took the time to take in the beauty of the trees lit by the streetlamps. He took a deep breath and thanked his higher power for being able to live in such a picturesque area with breathtaking mountain views. The grateful man also gave a copious amount of thanks for Nik's presence and the relationship they'd maintained and thoroughly enjoyed through the years.
He'd reached the halfway point and had just checked in with Nik when the need to release his bladder arose. Parker pulled the cart onto the sidewalk, shut the motor down, locked the steering wheel, and walked down the narrow path into the woods. Sounds of disgust and disappointment over people's carelessness left his mouth as he surveyed the trash on the ground. There were discarded condom wrappers, leftover fast food wrappers, and the absolutely disgusting sight of a woman's soiled underwear. The fuckin' things people leave, Parker said to himself as he reached the ledge he was looking for. His bladder was fuller than he thought 'cause he started dancing around as he fumbled with the zipper. When the redhead finally got his fly down, he closed his eyes as the liquid gushed from his penis.
"What the fuck? Yo! dude, can ya shut the damn faucet off?" a masculine voice hollered from the other side of the ledge.
"Yeah, I already showered today, and I don't need another golden one," another male hollered.
"Oh, shit. That's right, two's your limit," the first speaker said with a chuckle..
"You're sooo gonna lick my sweaty ass for that one," the second person retorted.
"Really, that's your threat? I'll do that, golden shower or no golden shower," the first replied just before he squealed and protested the ticklish assault on his bare feet.
Parker did stop the stream of piss and adjusted his position before he finished. However, the comical banter, combined with the erotic nature of the situation, and at least one of the guys being ticklish on his feet, made the guard's six-inch manhood stiffen and that much harder to continue the needed release.
"Hey, Cal, it's one of the two cutest security guys,"
The sound of someone behind him made Parker release a very unmasculine yelp and almost catch his dick in the zipper. This also caused the young man to blush when he heard the amused chuckling. After composing himself, Parker chuckled and turned to face the recipients of his piss. "I'm sooo sorry for literally pissing on you guys," he said as he sheepishly ran his fingers through his curly locks.
"Hey, no sweat, it's not the worst thing that can happen to us," the raven-haired speaker giggled and extended his hand. "I'm Calvin, and this goofy guy is Eddie," he said and pointed to the blonde man beside him.
Parker smiled and shook Calvin's hand. He was about to shake Eddie's but was shocked when he was treated to an enthusiastic bear hug.
"I'm a hugger," Eddie said with a soft, airy chuckle.
Parker nodded and reciprocated the hug. Then gave one to Calvin, who had his arms open wide. He glanced up and down the slender-framed men. He judged them to be about five-foot-nine and around one hundred forty pounds. "I'm Parker, and you guys are awesome huggers. I love hugging," he boyishly giggled. He smirked and asked, "so, which one got his feet tickled?"
Eddie doubled over laughing as Calvin slightly raised his hand.
"He's also got ticklish feet," Calvin said as he put his companion in a headlock, gave him a noogie, and tickled his side.
The blonde male wriggled and squealed as his boisterous cackles floated along the night air. Eddie's laughter became more excited and raucous when Parker joined in on the tickle attack and tickled his pit hollows. "Heeehehehey, no fair double teheeheeaming mehehehe," the trapped ticklish victim protested.
“Damn, you two are fun. Are you guys boyfriends?" Parker asked.
"Yeah, we live on the other side of the woods," Calvin said as he and Eddie passionately kissed.
"Nik's gonna be upset he missed this," Parker said after the trio calmed down.
"Is he your boyfriend?" Eddie asked.
"Nah, we're gay, but not a couple. Nik's my roommate and best friend," Parker responded.
"Is he the shorter guard that's usually working with you?" Calvin inquired as he and Eddie locked eyes and silently communicated without Parker noticing.
"Yeppers," Parker responded. "He's really a fun and loving guy,"
Calvin and Eddie got on both sides of Parker and wrapped him in a double bear hug.
Parker sighed and melted into the embrace until their fingers tickled his sides. Instantly, the redhead's body fell to his knees as he was hurled into a bottomless hysterical abyss. "Fuhuhuhuck, I'm tihihicklishshshsh," he screeched. He writhed and kicked the air as he was pinned face up.
"We had to find out if you're ticklish like us," Calvin said with a giggle.
"Yeah, makes things more fun and evenly matched," Eddie stated.
The pair released their new ticklish friend and hugged him.
"If Nik's interested, we'd love for you guys to hang out with us," Eddie offered as he and Parker exchanged phones to put their numbers into.
"That'd be awesome," Parker said.
"Is Nik ticklish too?" Calvin asked.
"He's very ticklish," Parker responded as he gave the couple a final hug. "I'll tell him about you guys and give you two a call. Or, you can always call me."
"We look forward to it," Eddie said.
Parker got into his cart and headed back to the office. He parked beside the door, ran inside, and hollered. "Niky, I met two new guys. They're ticklish and a couple." Parker was so excited he jumped up and down like a little boy.
Nik shook his head and laughed at his friend. 'Parks, you're too adorable when you're excited," he paused. "How and where'd ya meet them?" he asked.
Parker calmed down and grinned. "Umm, I kinda peed on them in the woods," he sheepishly said.
"What the fuck?" Nik hollered. "This, I gotta hear," he said as he sat in the chair and listened to Parker's tale.