Ticklishboy30
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Apartment Of Charles Peterson
Not even two seconds after the door to the apartment was shut, six eyes closed, three pairs of lips were drawn together like magnets, continuously switching from one hungry mouth to another, never ceasing as oxygen was sucked into six nostrils and exhaled breath was shared with the person each one was connected to, and cocks pressed against, rubbed and ground into cocks outlined by, and creating matching wet spots on the clothing covering them. Soft moans filled the living space while slender fingers massaged, stroked, and touched various clothed body parts as the guys leaned on and supported one another, so shoes could be toed off.
Phoenix was the first to speak.
"Lovers, may I ask a question?"
"Always, Sexy," Charles cooed.
The blonde saw hearts and stars floating around the heads of his companions, and his lovesick expression caused his mate's amused giggles.
"You can ask, Country boy," Luke paused. He smirked and continued, "But we might not give a verbal answer."
The half-fairy squeaked when his left butt cheek was pinched by Phoenix, and his body did a funny, rubbery, jumping dance that had his lovers chuckling.
"Damn! I wish I recorded that," Charles muttered. His eyes were sparkly, and the infamous smile was on display as he pulled out his phone, turned the camera lens to his men, pressed record, and said, "Okay! From the top."
Phoenix shook his head and laughed while Luke gave the journalist a single finger salute.
"Guys, I'm... For the first time in a very long time, actually nervous about what I want to ask for."
The blonde and brunette each grasped a hand, they led their ginger into the bedroom, and gently guided him onto the mattress. The pair took turns kissing lips, cheeks, and licking the slightly salty neck of Phoenix while he moaned, giggled softly, mewed, and his body squirmed and writhed on the bedspread. Four skilled hands worked in tandem to remove the black leather vest, and with some effort, peel the skin-tight black jeans away from the ginger's pale, muscular thighs, leaving only the sexy black silk thong and green and yellow polka-dotted ankle socks. "What's the question, our love," they asked in unison.
'Thump! Thump! Thump!' Phoenix heard it loud and clear in the silence. The booming 'thump, thump, thumping' sound was his heart pounding against his chest. His mouth started going dry, beads of sweat broke out on his forehead as the anxiety threatened to overwhelm his nerves, and in all honesty, he didn't know why this was making him so trepidatious. These guys loved him unconditionally and wholeheartedly. He was certain of that fact and felt it in his heart and soul.
"C... Can y'all only use your magic to tie me, face down to the bed, lightly tickle my backside, soles, and toes with your fingertips, then magically tie your dicks together, and slowly double penetrate me? Double penetration is something I'm interested in working on for my videos, possibly even for a live show sometime, and I want my lovers to be the first to take that cherry."
The question made two pairs of eyes widen. While the request was being voiced, Luke stroked Charles's cock, Charles stroked Luke's dick, then both used their free hands to stroke Phoenix's manhood as the three bodies writhed and created leakage from the pee slits.
Phoenix squirmed and giggled because, before conjuring the magic, his playful lovers started the tickling. His Adam's apple bobbed up and down with every airy giggle and swallow of saliva, both his and from the other two as they kissed his lips and licked his tongue. Both arms were lifted over his head, and wrists held down. High-pitched squeals flew from the ginger's cavernous mouth, his body arched, his butt left the bed, and his toes clenched as his exposed, slightly hairless pit hollows were licked and lightly tickled by the fingertips, dancing along the pale flesh.
"Fuck! That tickles like crazy."
Luke pinned the hairless, muscular, defined arms under his legs, and smirked as he cheered, "Red! Red! The bad ass redhead. But tickle his feet, he loses all his street cred. Yeah, that's our Red."
Phoenix began struggling and playfully growled at the giggling magic user.
"That was awesome, and is sooo getting texted to Jaser."
"Just wait till I get my hands on... Yiiikkkeesss!!! I only said fingertips." A flood of banshee-like screeching cackles spewed from him because of the fingernails rapidly strumming across the balls of his feet. "Not there... I'm sooo freakin' ticklish on the balls of my feet," he hollered as his ass bounced up and down on the bed. His feet twisted and turned left and right, trying to evade the ticklish onslaught they were getting, his toes tightly curled, and his arms feverishly pulled against the inescapable grip of the grinning brunette's hands. His boisterous laughter and physical reaction increased when Charles moved to his lover's meaty thighs and kneaded along the inner part. "Fuckin' Hell, Chuckster!!! You're gonna kill me," he hollered.
"Aww, Nixie, you're such a big, bad hero. You're not gonna let a little tickle, tickle get the best of you. Are you," Charles asked in a playful and teasing tone of voice.
The redhead was laughing too much to respond as his body drowned in a sea of hysteria, with no surfboard or life raft to cling to. His heavily panting, sweat-drenched body was kissed, massaged, and licked, which made his cock jump, as he squirmed and whimpered like a young puppy.
The tops flipped their boy onto his stomach, one pink and one blue cuff appeared on each wrist, and a length of rope, attached to each of the center loops, tied around the bedposts. At the foot of the bed, the same thing happened to the willing and eager captive's ankles. His body was pulled closer to the end of the mattress so that his feet hung over the edge, with his toes pointing to the hardwood floor, and the ropes magically tied themselves to the posts. While this was going on, two of the men were stroking each other's cocks, and the restrained one humped the mattress.
"Just one thing's missing," Charles said as he jumped off the bed, went to the dresser, pulled out a sleep mask, and placed it over his mate's eyes.
"Ooh! Nice touch, lover boy blue," Luke said.
The unexpected accoutrement heightened the helpless man's horniness as more precum dribbled from his cockhead, and his body writhed in agony. The other senses quickly heightened, and despite not being touched yet, the redhead's skin tingled, and goosebumps popped up along the usually clear flesh. His ears picked up minutely altered breathing patterns as they strained for more slight differences in the room.
Minutes ticked by with nothing happening, then suddenly... "Eeekk!!!" Phoenix loudly squealed from the ticklish sensations on his bare soles, which were caused by the lightest stroking touch of fingertips he'd ever experienced. "I don't think I thought this request through enough," he said while panting and squirming. His respite was short because before he knew it, he was uncontrollably giggling again. This time, his buttcheeks and the back of his knees were being tickled. "Oh... Crap... Not both spots at once," he shrieked.
"Babe, don't squeal so loudly, my ears are gonna bleed," Luke teased while he continued tickling.
"I'm sooo getting ya for that one, Pixie."
The tickling stopped after five minutes, and the blindfold was removed. More lube than usual was used to coat the ginger's ass and his lovers' cocks after they tied their shafts together.
"You sure about this, Cowboy," Luke lovingly asked as he gently rubbed Phoenix's back. "You don't have to go through with this if you have any reservations, Nix. We love you and want you to be safe and happy."
The love overflowed his heart as Phoenix turned his head, gazed at his men, and said, "Thanks for bein' worried about me, baby boys. I'm sure... This is something I've been wantin' to do for a while. I've just never had anyone I trusted enough to be my first time."
The cock heads slowly ran back and forth along the damp, lubed-up asscrack, and neither Charles nor Luke made a move without getting their bottom's approval. Phoenix's breathing slowed as he worked to calm himself and to relax the muscles in his ass in preparation for the penetration. To help things along, Luke used his fingers to massage and widen the entrance.
"I'm..." Phoenix uttered between his heavy pants. "Ready..."
Going slower than any of them ever had before the bound dicks began entering the hole, and the pressure the redhead felt was not like anything he could fathom. His eyes watered, and he bit into the pillow to muffle a cry of protest.
The men felt like hours had passed before they heard Charles exclaim, "Holy Fuck! We're all in."
"Nix! You're doing it, babe," Luke excitedly announced. "You're a fucking bad ass from hell, babe."
The room filled with primal moans, the scent of hormones drifted into their noses as the bodies rhythmically moved back and forth in sync, and the scene was more erotic than any of them ever dreamed possible.
"I'm about to explode," Charles announced.
"Babe, I'm not far behind," Luke stated. "Can you try to hold off and wait for us?"
"I... I'll... Try."
"Boys, I'm about to go off like a volcano."
"How close are you," the tops asked.
Luke and Charles quickly freed their writhing mate, then used magic to flip themselves over, without disconnecting their shafts from the hole, putting the sweaty, wild-eyed redhead on top of them, and their bodies hovered about an inch off the mattress.
"It's right at..."
Like before, a magical fireworks display illuminated the bedroom as the first spurt of thick cum shot up, arched in the air, and splattered the redhead's face. It was followed by six more powerful releases, with one hitting the headboard.
"Fuck! That was..." Charles started to say, but was cut off by the primalistic growl that boomed from him as his seed coated the walls of the constricting ass.
Luke didn't get the chance to say a word before he howled like a wolf baying at the moon as his semen mixed with his blonde-haired mate's essence.
The magic ended, the three bodies landed on the mattress, and the two dicks were evicted from their temporary home with a plop so loud that it made the young men giggle, which escalated into full-blown laughter.
Charles wrapped his arms around Luke and said, "Hurry, Red, tickle his feet."
"Nooo... Don't even think..."
Words stopped, and ankles were trapped. As unprotected soles got tickled by fingernails, cackling laughter exploded and bounced around the bedroom walls.
The playfulness calmed down as six arms lovingly caressed and massaged warm flesh while the trio kissed and cuddled. Their hearts, souls, and minds were submerged in the feelings of comfort, security, and unspeakable joy provided by the blossoming yet solid relationship.
Charles was in heaven being sandwiched between his lovers. His smile was even brighter than usual because of the feeling of their connection strengthening. He also couldn't wait for Jason to physically experience and become part of the endless supply of love and affection they showed to each other.
"You're an erupting geiser of romantic uninhibited joy," Phoenix said.
The redhead turned on his side and giggled as his fingertips and the tip of his tongue lightly tickled his blonde boy's ears and neck, which resulted in the release of the cutest squeaks and airy boish giggles, and the sandwiched body twitched and squirmed.
"Oh, that was just too freakin' adorable," Luke declared.
"I'm not adorable," the lone blonde muttered while giggling and blushing.
"Yeah, Chuck, ya kinda are. You're the most adorable and cuddliest teddy bear of the four of us."
Phoenix and Luke shared a look before each one placed an arm over their giggling Boy Scout. The half-fairy's index finger lightly traced the rim of the innie belly button as the ginger's fingers lightly tickled under their squirming man's chin, and bobbing Adam's apple.
"Nooo... Not both spots," Charles squealed. His body rocked side to side and bucked, but wasn't getting away, and his legs slid back and forth along the bedsheets until they were pinned by the other two pairs of legs on either side of him.
Luke's eyes glowed, and he tied the ankles of his two lovers together and bound their wrists. Four hairbrushes appeared, tickling each sole, and tiny feathers slowly slid back and forth between the helpless men's toes. The bedroom exploded with shrieks, screeches, and thunderous cackles as the tickling ravaged the pale feet and toes. The two bodies bucked and thrashed uselessly against the spell's unbreakable bindings. The tickling brunette chuckled as he skipped like a schoolboy into the bathroom, and five minutes later, the hysterically laughing pair were released.
After taking a minute to compose themselves, the blonde and redhead followed their tickle attacker into the shower. "I love you," the men said in unison before sharing a three-way kiss under the square showerheads above them as the hot water cascaded like a waterfall over their creamy skin.
*****
Windsong Property
The early afternoon sun cast one o'clock shadows when the medicine man felt a shift in the forest's energy. Warily, Thomas stood and got into a fighting stance. All was peaceful around him. Dusty and Spirit were in telepathic contact while patrolling the surrounding area in their animal forms, and Jason was napping on a billowy bed of moss that he created, which impressed the family patriarch. He waited, then a few seconds later, a portal opened up. Once Luke's smiling face appeared through the opening, he sighed, relaxed, and started chuckling. He nodded with an amused expression when the younger being's eyes sparkled, with his index finger on his lips.
Jason was on his back, lost in dreamland, with no expectation of being disturbed by anything or anyone. So when his exposed, nude front side was suddenly covered in a blanket made of freezing ice cubes, his eyes popped open, a very unmasculine screech was forced from his lips as he sat up like a rocket, and then jumped up and down like a monkey. When he calmed down, he heard laughter coming from all directions and saw Phoenix and Growling Bear, doubled over and leaning on each other, while Luke and Charles were on their butts, all of them helplessly laughing. "Lovers, you're all gonna feel my plant's wrath."
The three new arrivals yelped when thick tendril-like vines wrapped around their bodies, starting at their ankles and ending with their shoulders. They grunted and struggled in a futile attempt to escape.
"Nice work, my young child. However, their really awesome prank did provide an extremely entertaining lesson which all of you need to remember."
"Plant boy, I'm sooo tickling you," Luke growled.
Jason's eyes glowed, and a second or two later, the trapped brunette began writhing and squealing like a girl.
"Oh... Shit... Get those vines out of my ass and off my crotch." The helpless brunette panted, his eyes glazed over, and his tongue hung out of the side of his mouth. Then, as soon as it started, his torment ended. "Fuck! Not... Fucking again... Damn blue balls suck," Luke shrieked.
"More like blue balls need to be sucked and licked," Phoenix said with a smirk.
"You can't see it, cowboy, but I'm flicking you off beneath these vines."
After everyone's laughter died down, Jason asked, "So, Great Father, what's the lesson they taught?"
"That a champion should always expect the unexpected and learn to detect shifts in the energy around you. It will alert you to possible danger before you're under an attack."
Luke was released, but the other two were not.
"Fairy boy, you wanna help me make these sexy lovers shriek like banshees?"
"Nooo... Soooo not fair for the two of you to work against us," Phoenix cried. His eyes were wide, and he desperately struggled but found no path to freedom.
Charles closed his eyes and kept repeating, "Oh, crap! Oh, Crap! Oh, Crap!" His body wriggled and squirmed as his sneaker-clad feet twisted and turned.
Luke narrowed his eyes and did his Don Turtelli imitation with a slight change in script. "Where's it gonna be, Red? The soles of your feet, the nape of your neck, under your chin?"
Giggling, Jason showed off his best impression of the famed TMNT tickling gangster. "You brats are gonna be very sorry."
"We are... We're sorry..." the helpless guys cried out.
Boyish giggles and high-pitched squeals flew from the redhead and blonde as they endured and loved every minute of the tickle torture. After ten minutes, the spell was released, and three males tackled, tickled, cuddled, and kissed their green-skinned lover.
Watching the affectionate display while relaxing on the moss bed, Thomas was reminded of the first time Jason, Charles, and Phoenix met. While his eyes were closed, a solid, heavy object landed on him, forcing the air from his lungs. He opened his eyes to the amusing sight of his red-haired boy's sparkling emerald eyes and smiling face.
"I sure did miss my Daddy Bear's bear hugs," Phoenix said in a childlike voice while giggling adorably.
Thomas's eyes flashed as he wrapped his arms around his country boy and squeezed.
"Ack... Daddy... I kinda need that oxygen stuff to breathe."
The Shaman chuckled and loosened the hold, but didn't let go. He leaned his head down, kissed the thick flame-like locks, and said, "I missed my Phoenix, too, Baby Boy."
Before they could move, the other boys landed on top of the father/son pair, creating a giggly and squirmy dog pile.
A little while later, Thomas had the lovers sit around the fire pit with him, Dusty, and Spirit. The Shaman lit a peacepipe, inhaled the smoke from the medicinal herbs, held it in for a few seconds, and perfect smoke rings were created as he slowly exhaled. He then passed the pipe to his right so the other men could partake in the sacred bonding ritual. Once it returned to him, he repacked the bowl, set it down on a log, stood with his arms outstretched, and addressed the heroes.
"Part of this is to create an even deeper connection between the four of you, so that nothing and no one can sever the relationship or your love for one another. I sense insecurities in your hearts and souls, and for two of you, I know what they are, but it's not my place to reveal them. That responsibility falls on you, young men. The best way of cementing the blossoming unbreakable bond is for each of you, one by one, to inhale from the pipe, and give voice to what weighs on your hearts so that as a blended family we can try to alleviate your hesitations."
Charles, Phoenix, Luke, and Jason held hands as they gazed into each other's eyes, then looked deeper into their lovers' souls, including their own.
Thomas, in a soft, loving, fatherly tone, said, "There's no time limit on this, so when one of you is ready to start, simply extend your hand for the pipe."
Charles was the first to make a move, but instead of reaching for the pipe, he raised his head, with tears in his eyes, and in an almost childlike voice, said, "I... I'd like to start, Papa Growling Bear, but first I need to get and give affection." He got up, removed his glasses, wiped the tears from his eyes, and replaced the thin-framed spectacles. Then hugged every member of the chosen family and kissed their cheeks, starting with Thomas.
As they returned the love they were given, the others smiled and softly chuckled, but not in a demeaning or hurtful way, because all of them loved the hero's desire and need for affection. They also understood how showing a physical display of the love in his heart helped him to stay true to his moral compass and kept his hope for and belief in his fellow humans alive and active.
Charles picked up the pipe, took a hit off of it, and returned it to the place it was before, beside the Shaman. He sat on the ground in front of his men, lovingly caressing their legs, then lifting their feet and kissing the top of their toes. He deeply inhaled, forced himself to ignore the fear of being ridiculed and rejected, and said, "For me, today was a string of first times. Nix and Luke already know most of what happened. There was a hostage situation at a small jewelry store, and apparently, it was all a setup to spring a trap for or conduct a test on me. After saving the store owners, I went after the robbers, then experienced my first physical fight, endured the first use of violence against me, suffered through the first time getting hurt since gaining my abilities, and felt the shame of my first defeat. I'm wrestling with the idea that maybe I'm not cut out to be a hero and that I don't deserve the praise I receive. I feel like a fraud and that I've let Joy City down."
Everyone was silent as they digested the admission.
Phoenix leaned forward, wrapped his arms around Charles, kissed and licked the tears from his cheeks, and rested his chin in the crook of the broad shoulder. "May I offer an observation," he asked. After getting a slight nod, he continued. "You know about the successes and failures I've experienced as Kid Bondage. Do you feel like I'm a fraud and am any less of a hero because I got my ass kicked more than a couple of times?"
"Of course not, Nix," Charles firmly exclaimed as he turned his head to gaze into his lover's eyes. "I look up to you, and dare anyone to find a hero with more determination and ingenuity than you. The city is definitely a better place with you protecting it."
Phoenix smiled and said, "Thanks, Chuckster... Now, take those words, their sentiment, and apply them to yourself because that's what everyone gathered here, including me, and the citizens of our city feel about Mr. Smiles. I'm always proud of the way you choose to not use violence unless there's no other choice when confronting a villain. All you need is some training from your blended family to hone your skills so that next time you can't use your preferred method of tickling someone, you're not at a loss and too flustered to choose another option."
Thomas's eyes reflected the love and pride he felt for his boys as they hugged and kissed each other. "Well said, my son, and the perfect one to deliver the message needed."
Phoenix was next up to voice his feelings. "I've been wondering about how effective I really am as a hero because I'm the only one without active superpowers. In addition, I questioned why the Creator never saw fit to gift me with supernatural powers like the other heroes, but received no response. I only hope that I haven't lost the Great Father's love, respect, and comforting aid."
Dusty looked at his older brother and asked, "What powers do you think you need that would be an enhancement of the natural abilities you already possess?"
The question amazed the family as they stared at the young Blackfoot.
Phoenix opened his arms when Dusty and Spirit approached him, and they shared a loving brotherly embrace.
Spirit said, "My big bro's right, Phoenix Ash. You've been given some of the greatest gifts the Creator could ever bestow on a person."
"What gifts are you referring to, my son," Thomas asked, though he already knew the answer.
"Our brother's fighting spirit, his, desire to love, defend and endless compassion for those who can't take care of themselves, the ability to teach others with his skills, and learned lessons, his willingness to keep being a hero despite the lack of superpowers, and most importantly, being able to rise above everything that might have killed another person, and become even stronger because of the experience," Dusty and Spirit responded in unison.
The tears streaking Phoenix's cheeks were kissed and licked by Jason, Charles, and he was cradled by Luke.
"Nice answers, my boys."
"Thank you, Shaman," was the unified response.
Jason took his turn and said, "I'm going to live in the cabin I mostly grew up in, here in the falls. I'm not comfortable in the city, never have been, and with my skin color, it's worse."
"You are one of the most gorgeous men I've ever had the pleasure of being intimate with," Phoenix said as he pulled Jason into his most loving hug.
Luke chimed in with, "Actually, this is the perfect place for you, Jaser, and it'll make me feel better knowing you're protected by Papa Growling Bear and have the support of our brothers, in case something arises that's too much for you to handle alone, and the three of us aren't able to help."
"Especially with the troubling thoughts I've picked up on from some of the city's population," Charles mindlessly uttered.
Thomas's eyes zeroed in on his blonde boy as he asked, "Care to elaborate," then added, "This reminds me, I need to help you with your telepathy. You're not shielding your thoughts, which can be harmful when you encounter other telepaths with less than honorable intentions."
"I've been hearing prejudiced thoughts and intentions towards those of us with superpowers coming from some of the citizens. So far, nothing that I know of has been happening to cause alarm, and it's been very few that I hear such negativity from."
"Wow! I am glad I decided to stay here, at least I'm as safe as possible," Jason said before kissing his guys.
Charles and Luke smiled innocently as they used magic to tie their lovers' ankles together and tickle their two pairs of feet. Instantly, the squeals and giggles flowed as the twenty toes flexed and curled, creating wrinkles on the pinkish and light green soles.
"Payback," the giggling pair stated once the tickling and giggles stopped.
"Bring it," the half-fairy shot back with a smirk.
Jason's eyes glowed.
Luke threw his hands up, gasped, and said, "I take it back... I know you can bring it... Just no more blue balls today... Please." His immediate change in rhetoric had everyone, including himself, giggling. After calming down, he said, "I guess it's my turn." Once he finished with the pipe, he said, "I guess that I'm not really sure what I can be taught by you because none of you have fairy magic or are fairies."
Thomas smirked. "Care to test your theory with a few friendly spars?"
"Intriguing."
"You face Dusty, then Nix, and finally, me to see how your fairy magic and skills fare against us. Whoever is restrained first loses."
"What's at stake other than bragging rights?"
Spirit grinned and said, "Winner tickles the loser's feet for five minutes, and there's no tickling during the match. Magic can be used against my big brother and father, but not against Nix." He paused and hugged his red-haired brother, saying. "No offense, bro."
Phoenix smiled, ruffled the younger brunette's hair, then kissed him and said, "None taken, Baby Bro. We can use my lasso for a restraint." He smiled and looked at the Shaman, saying, "It's been the best weapon I've ever wielded. I'm eternally grateful for your gift, Daddy Bear."
"Great, especially since I'm not ticklish unless I have an orgasm," Luke stated smugly."
The Shaman got up, approached the younger brunette, and placed his fingertips on the man's temples as his eyes flashed. He used his magic to enter Luke's mind, found the nerves that correspond to ticklish sensations, and temporarily altered them. After another flash, he removed his fingers, and with a playfully mischievous smirk, said, "For the next two and a half hours, you can be tickled as easily as the other boys."
Luke grinned and confidently retorted with, "I'll believe it when it happens, Papa Growling Bear."
Despite having just met the respected Shaman, the half-human felt he'd just met the father-figure he'd longed to have for most of his life.
Jason, Charles, and Phoenix got to their feet, jumped up and down, did high kicks, back flips, and cartwheels before cheering, "Pix! Pix! We love Pix. After his ass gets kicked, his wounds get licked. Yay! Pix!"
The Windsong men were hysterically laughing at the antics. However, Luke's growl and one-finger salute made the cackles even more boisterous.
Spirit gave the green light to begin the spar.
Luke raised his arms and prepared to cast a spell while Dusty used his speed to gain the element of surprise. In a matter of seconds, the lasso was around his opponent's wrists and ankles.
"What the hell just happened?" the struggling brunette asked.
"I used my super speed," Dusty proudly exclaimed.
"That's sooo totally unfair," Luke declared while pouting adorably.
"How so, my son? It's a rare occurrence when one goes into a fight knowing an opponent's strengths and weaknesses," Thomas said.
Dusty untied Luke and said, "In a way, you're right, my new brother. So, I'll give you another shot."
Luke was amazed at the sportsmanship and pulled Dusty into a loving hug. "You don't have to, Baby Bro, and the Shaman's correct. You won, fair and square."
Dusty chuckled and responded with, "I'd actually love a do-over. I'd really love to see what my speed can do against your magic."
Luke grinned.
"You're on, Eagle Boy."
This time, after the signal, Luke sent dozens of slender pink strands of webbing after the speedster. For Dusty, they came at him in slow motion, as he moved like lightning, criss-crossing back and forth, and zig-zagging left and right. The Blackfoot was moving so fast that Luke lost his concentration. Instead of capturing his opponent, he ended up trapped in his own magic, wrapped from shoulders to ankles.
"Thanks for an awesome workout."
Luke smiled and said, "Congrats, Bro."
Rubbing his hands together, Dusty pulled the shoes and socks from his new brother's feet. He grinned and waited for the timer to be set.
Luke just knew nothing would happen because it never did without having an orgasm. However, when the flood of boyish giggles flew from his lips, seconds after feeling the slightest touch of the wiggling fingertips lightly dancing across the soft flesh of his bare soles, the look of pure shock, disbelief, and awe on his face was so priceless, that the others giggled, as Charles took a picture with his phone.
"Holy Fuckin' Hell, Medicine Man! How did you..."
Thomas smirked and said, "Old Shaman secret, young one. Just an example of things to be learned if you soak up the available knowledge around you. Are you convinced of our ability to teach you, or do you need further proof, young fairy boy?"
Luke groaned and shook his head, "Not you too, with the fairy boy moniker," he childishly whined." His eyes sparkled as he giggled while embracing the eldest of the blended family and kissing Thomas's cheek. "I'm convinced you can teach me many things, and I offer my apology for my snarky inquiry. However, I still wanna continue with the spars. Even though my new brother's kicked my ass, I'm having a blast."
Thomas smiled with pride as he kissed his newly acquired boy and said, "You've just given another example of why you're perfectly fitted for this family and the foursome you're part of. You already make me very proud to count you as one of my sons."
Luke's eyes filled with tears that stained his cheeks as he softly admitted, "I... I've never heard those words from a parental figure. You've just given me something I never dreamed I'd have. Thank you, Papa Growling Bear. I already feel in my heart that I love and accept you as an honorary dad."
After another hug and kiss, Luke was ready to face his lover.
The spar with Phoenix was a bit more lengthy as both men were adept in various fighting styles. Kicks and punches found their marks, causing the one getting hit to stumble and grunt. Luke was being charged from behind, and at just the right moment, he turned slightly, bent down, grabbed his opponent at the bottom of his buttcheeks, used the built momentum against his partner, and flipped the redhead over to land on his back. A few minutes later, Phoenix got the upper hand by grabbing the brunette's ankle as he executed a roundhouse kick, then walked Luke backward as he hopped on one leg, then quickly let go of the ankle, and swept his opponent's other leg out from under him, making him fall on his ass. Not giving the chance to get up, he grabbed his lasso and hogtied his fairy.
"Damn! You're awesome in combat, Nix."
The partners kissed before high-pitched squealing giggles were forced from Luke as his toes were tickled.
Once the green light was given, the final match began.
Luke made the first move by sending bolts of magic at Thomas, but they all bounced off the force field he created around himself. The Shaman's ropes of black smoke wrapped around the fairy's ankles, knocking him off balance when they were pulled. Wings sprouted from the half-human's shoulder blades, and he took to the air, where he dodged the balls of energy thrown at him and retaliated with his own blasts of energy. The back and forth continued until the more experienced magic user decided to stop playing games. He aimed his palms at the hovering fairy, and smoke wrappings shot forth, trapping his opponent, who grunted when he landed on the ground because his wings were rendered useless.
"Alright, Papa, get your tickles in," Luke said while panting.
The elder chuckled and released the magic. He extended his hand and pulled the younger man to his feet, and into a loving bear hug that lifted his boy off the ground.
"You get a pass this time, young one."
"Not that I'm ungrateful, but... why?"
"Throughout the lesson, you've shown us nothing but the most honorable sportsmanship, acknowledged the fact that you can be taught by us, despite not being fairies, and have displayed great humility."
That night, under the bright and glowing blue moon at the top of the waterfall, Thomas stood with his arms raised, head looking to the moon, and in his native tongue asked the Creator to bind his new champions together, heart, mind, body, and soul, and to give them the gift of extended life so they'd live to be at least two-hundred-years of age. As he spoke, beams of moonlight brightened and surrounded Charles, Luke, Jason, and Phoenix, and each man felt stronger and a little bit different on the inside. After the light dissipated, the foursome's hearts were beating in sync, as if they were one organ. Each man heard his lovers' thoughts in his head and felt his mates' emotions. The blended family shared hugs and kisses, then Thomas, Dusty, and Spirit left the four lovers so they could sleep under the Creator's moon and walked down the path to the campsite. Where they kept watch in shifts, starting with Spirit.
Not even two seconds after the door to the apartment was shut, six eyes closed, three pairs of lips were drawn together like magnets, continuously switching from one hungry mouth to another, never ceasing as oxygen was sucked into six nostrils and exhaled breath was shared with the person each one was connected to, and cocks pressed against, rubbed and ground into cocks outlined by, and creating matching wet spots on the clothing covering them. Soft moans filled the living space while slender fingers massaged, stroked, and touched various clothed body parts as the guys leaned on and supported one another, so shoes could be toed off.
Phoenix was the first to speak.
"Lovers, may I ask a question?"
"Always, Sexy," Charles cooed.
The blonde saw hearts and stars floating around the heads of his companions, and his lovesick expression caused his mate's amused giggles.
"You can ask, Country boy," Luke paused. He smirked and continued, "But we might not give a verbal answer."
The half-fairy squeaked when his left butt cheek was pinched by Phoenix, and his body did a funny, rubbery, jumping dance that had his lovers chuckling.
"Damn! I wish I recorded that," Charles muttered. His eyes were sparkly, and the infamous smile was on display as he pulled out his phone, turned the camera lens to his men, pressed record, and said, "Okay! From the top."
Phoenix shook his head and laughed while Luke gave the journalist a single finger salute.
"Guys, I'm... For the first time in a very long time, actually nervous about what I want to ask for."
The blonde and brunette each grasped a hand, they led their ginger into the bedroom, and gently guided him onto the mattress. The pair took turns kissing lips, cheeks, and licking the slightly salty neck of Phoenix while he moaned, giggled softly, mewed, and his body squirmed and writhed on the bedspread. Four skilled hands worked in tandem to remove the black leather vest, and with some effort, peel the skin-tight black jeans away from the ginger's pale, muscular thighs, leaving only the sexy black silk thong and green and yellow polka-dotted ankle socks. "What's the question, our love," they asked in unison.
'Thump! Thump! Thump!' Phoenix heard it loud and clear in the silence. The booming 'thump, thump, thumping' sound was his heart pounding against his chest. His mouth started going dry, beads of sweat broke out on his forehead as the anxiety threatened to overwhelm his nerves, and in all honesty, he didn't know why this was making him so trepidatious. These guys loved him unconditionally and wholeheartedly. He was certain of that fact and felt it in his heart and soul.
"C... Can y'all only use your magic to tie me, face down to the bed, lightly tickle my backside, soles, and toes with your fingertips, then magically tie your dicks together, and slowly double penetrate me? Double penetration is something I'm interested in working on for my videos, possibly even for a live show sometime, and I want my lovers to be the first to take that cherry."
The question made two pairs of eyes widen. While the request was being voiced, Luke stroked Charles's cock, Charles stroked Luke's dick, then both used their free hands to stroke Phoenix's manhood as the three bodies writhed and created leakage from the pee slits.
Phoenix squirmed and giggled because, before conjuring the magic, his playful lovers started the tickling. His Adam's apple bobbed up and down with every airy giggle and swallow of saliva, both his and from the other two as they kissed his lips and licked his tongue. Both arms were lifted over his head, and wrists held down. High-pitched squeals flew from the ginger's cavernous mouth, his body arched, his butt left the bed, and his toes clenched as his exposed, slightly hairless pit hollows were licked and lightly tickled by the fingertips, dancing along the pale flesh.
"Fuck! That tickles like crazy."
Luke pinned the hairless, muscular, defined arms under his legs, and smirked as he cheered, "Red! Red! The bad ass redhead. But tickle his feet, he loses all his street cred. Yeah, that's our Red."
Phoenix began struggling and playfully growled at the giggling magic user.
"That was awesome, and is sooo getting texted to Jaser."
"Just wait till I get my hands on... Yiiikkkeesss!!! I only said fingertips." A flood of banshee-like screeching cackles spewed from him because of the fingernails rapidly strumming across the balls of his feet. "Not there... I'm sooo freakin' ticklish on the balls of my feet," he hollered as his ass bounced up and down on the bed. His feet twisted and turned left and right, trying to evade the ticklish onslaught they were getting, his toes tightly curled, and his arms feverishly pulled against the inescapable grip of the grinning brunette's hands. His boisterous laughter and physical reaction increased when Charles moved to his lover's meaty thighs and kneaded along the inner part. "Fuckin' Hell, Chuckster!!! You're gonna kill me," he hollered.
"Aww, Nixie, you're such a big, bad hero. You're not gonna let a little tickle, tickle get the best of you. Are you," Charles asked in a playful and teasing tone of voice.
The redhead was laughing too much to respond as his body drowned in a sea of hysteria, with no surfboard or life raft to cling to. His heavily panting, sweat-drenched body was kissed, massaged, and licked, which made his cock jump, as he squirmed and whimpered like a young puppy.
The tops flipped their boy onto his stomach, one pink and one blue cuff appeared on each wrist, and a length of rope, attached to each of the center loops, tied around the bedposts. At the foot of the bed, the same thing happened to the willing and eager captive's ankles. His body was pulled closer to the end of the mattress so that his feet hung over the edge, with his toes pointing to the hardwood floor, and the ropes magically tied themselves to the posts. While this was going on, two of the men were stroking each other's cocks, and the restrained one humped the mattress.
"Just one thing's missing," Charles said as he jumped off the bed, went to the dresser, pulled out a sleep mask, and placed it over his mate's eyes.
"Ooh! Nice touch, lover boy blue," Luke said.
The unexpected accoutrement heightened the helpless man's horniness as more precum dribbled from his cockhead, and his body writhed in agony. The other senses quickly heightened, and despite not being touched yet, the redhead's skin tingled, and goosebumps popped up along the usually clear flesh. His ears picked up minutely altered breathing patterns as they strained for more slight differences in the room.
Minutes ticked by with nothing happening, then suddenly... "Eeekk!!!" Phoenix loudly squealed from the ticklish sensations on his bare soles, which were caused by the lightest stroking touch of fingertips he'd ever experienced. "I don't think I thought this request through enough," he said while panting and squirming. His respite was short because before he knew it, he was uncontrollably giggling again. This time, his buttcheeks and the back of his knees were being tickled. "Oh... Crap... Not both spots at once," he shrieked.
"Babe, don't squeal so loudly, my ears are gonna bleed," Luke teased while he continued tickling.
"I'm sooo getting ya for that one, Pixie."
The tickling stopped after five minutes, and the blindfold was removed. More lube than usual was used to coat the ginger's ass and his lovers' cocks after they tied their shafts together.
"You sure about this, Cowboy," Luke lovingly asked as he gently rubbed Phoenix's back. "You don't have to go through with this if you have any reservations, Nix. We love you and want you to be safe and happy."
The love overflowed his heart as Phoenix turned his head, gazed at his men, and said, "Thanks for bein' worried about me, baby boys. I'm sure... This is something I've been wantin' to do for a while. I've just never had anyone I trusted enough to be my first time."
The cock heads slowly ran back and forth along the damp, lubed-up asscrack, and neither Charles nor Luke made a move without getting their bottom's approval. Phoenix's breathing slowed as he worked to calm himself and to relax the muscles in his ass in preparation for the penetration. To help things along, Luke used his fingers to massage and widen the entrance.
"I'm..." Phoenix uttered between his heavy pants. "Ready..."
Going slower than any of them ever had before the bound dicks began entering the hole, and the pressure the redhead felt was not like anything he could fathom. His eyes watered, and he bit into the pillow to muffle a cry of protest.
The men felt like hours had passed before they heard Charles exclaim, "Holy Fuck! We're all in."
"Nix! You're doing it, babe," Luke excitedly announced. "You're a fucking bad ass from hell, babe."
The room filled with primal moans, the scent of hormones drifted into their noses as the bodies rhythmically moved back and forth in sync, and the scene was more erotic than any of them ever dreamed possible.
"I'm about to explode," Charles announced.
"Babe, I'm not far behind," Luke stated. "Can you try to hold off and wait for us?"
"I... I'll... Try."
"Boys, I'm about to go off like a volcano."
"How close are you," the tops asked.
Luke and Charles quickly freed their writhing mate, then used magic to flip themselves over, without disconnecting their shafts from the hole, putting the sweaty, wild-eyed redhead on top of them, and their bodies hovered about an inch off the mattress.
"It's right at..."
Like before, a magical fireworks display illuminated the bedroom as the first spurt of thick cum shot up, arched in the air, and splattered the redhead's face. It was followed by six more powerful releases, with one hitting the headboard.
"Fuck! That was..." Charles started to say, but was cut off by the primalistic growl that boomed from him as his seed coated the walls of the constricting ass.
Luke didn't get the chance to say a word before he howled like a wolf baying at the moon as his semen mixed with his blonde-haired mate's essence.
The magic ended, the three bodies landed on the mattress, and the two dicks were evicted from their temporary home with a plop so loud that it made the young men giggle, which escalated into full-blown laughter.
Charles wrapped his arms around Luke and said, "Hurry, Red, tickle his feet."
"Nooo... Don't even think..."
Words stopped, and ankles were trapped. As unprotected soles got tickled by fingernails, cackling laughter exploded and bounced around the bedroom walls.
The playfulness calmed down as six arms lovingly caressed and massaged warm flesh while the trio kissed and cuddled. Their hearts, souls, and minds were submerged in the feelings of comfort, security, and unspeakable joy provided by the blossoming yet solid relationship.
Charles was in heaven being sandwiched between his lovers. His smile was even brighter than usual because of the feeling of their connection strengthening. He also couldn't wait for Jason to physically experience and become part of the endless supply of love and affection they showed to each other.
"You're an erupting geiser of romantic uninhibited joy," Phoenix said.
The redhead turned on his side and giggled as his fingertips and the tip of his tongue lightly tickled his blonde boy's ears and neck, which resulted in the release of the cutest squeaks and airy boish giggles, and the sandwiched body twitched and squirmed.
"Oh, that was just too freakin' adorable," Luke declared.
"I'm not adorable," the lone blonde muttered while giggling and blushing.
"Yeah, Chuck, ya kinda are. You're the most adorable and cuddliest teddy bear of the four of us."
Phoenix and Luke shared a look before each one placed an arm over their giggling Boy Scout. The half-fairy's index finger lightly traced the rim of the innie belly button as the ginger's fingers lightly tickled under their squirming man's chin, and bobbing Adam's apple.
"Nooo... Not both spots," Charles squealed. His body rocked side to side and bucked, but wasn't getting away, and his legs slid back and forth along the bedsheets until they were pinned by the other two pairs of legs on either side of him.
Luke's eyes glowed, and he tied the ankles of his two lovers together and bound their wrists. Four hairbrushes appeared, tickling each sole, and tiny feathers slowly slid back and forth between the helpless men's toes. The bedroom exploded with shrieks, screeches, and thunderous cackles as the tickling ravaged the pale feet and toes. The two bodies bucked and thrashed uselessly against the spell's unbreakable bindings. The tickling brunette chuckled as he skipped like a schoolboy into the bathroom, and five minutes later, the hysterically laughing pair were released.
After taking a minute to compose themselves, the blonde and redhead followed their tickle attacker into the shower. "I love you," the men said in unison before sharing a three-way kiss under the square showerheads above them as the hot water cascaded like a waterfall over their creamy skin.
*****
Windsong Property
The early afternoon sun cast one o'clock shadows when the medicine man felt a shift in the forest's energy. Warily, Thomas stood and got into a fighting stance. All was peaceful around him. Dusty and Spirit were in telepathic contact while patrolling the surrounding area in their animal forms, and Jason was napping on a billowy bed of moss that he created, which impressed the family patriarch. He waited, then a few seconds later, a portal opened up. Once Luke's smiling face appeared through the opening, he sighed, relaxed, and started chuckling. He nodded with an amused expression when the younger being's eyes sparkled, with his index finger on his lips.
Jason was on his back, lost in dreamland, with no expectation of being disturbed by anything or anyone. So when his exposed, nude front side was suddenly covered in a blanket made of freezing ice cubes, his eyes popped open, a very unmasculine screech was forced from his lips as he sat up like a rocket, and then jumped up and down like a monkey. When he calmed down, he heard laughter coming from all directions and saw Phoenix and Growling Bear, doubled over and leaning on each other, while Luke and Charles were on their butts, all of them helplessly laughing. "Lovers, you're all gonna feel my plant's wrath."
The three new arrivals yelped when thick tendril-like vines wrapped around their bodies, starting at their ankles and ending with their shoulders. They grunted and struggled in a futile attempt to escape.
"Nice work, my young child. However, their really awesome prank did provide an extremely entertaining lesson which all of you need to remember."
"Plant boy, I'm sooo tickling you," Luke growled.
Jason's eyes glowed, and a second or two later, the trapped brunette began writhing and squealing like a girl.
"Oh... Shit... Get those vines out of my ass and off my crotch." The helpless brunette panted, his eyes glazed over, and his tongue hung out of the side of his mouth. Then, as soon as it started, his torment ended. "Fuck! Not... Fucking again... Damn blue balls suck," Luke shrieked.
"More like blue balls need to be sucked and licked," Phoenix said with a smirk.
"You can't see it, cowboy, but I'm flicking you off beneath these vines."
After everyone's laughter died down, Jason asked, "So, Great Father, what's the lesson they taught?"
"That a champion should always expect the unexpected and learn to detect shifts in the energy around you. It will alert you to possible danger before you're under an attack."
Luke was released, but the other two were not.
"Fairy boy, you wanna help me make these sexy lovers shriek like banshees?"
"Nooo... Soooo not fair for the two of you to work against us," Phoenix cried. His eyes were wide, and he desperately struggled but found no path to freedom.
Charles closed his eyes and kept repeating, "Oh, crap! Oh, Crap! Oh, Crap!" His body wriggled and squirmed as his sneaker-clad feet twisted and turned.
Luke narrowed his eyes and did his Don Turtelli imitation with a slight change in script. "Where's it gonna be, Red? The soles of your feet, the nape of your neck, under your chin?"
Giggling, Jason showed off his best impression of the famed TMNT tickling gangster. "You brats are gonna be very sorry."
"We are... We're sorry..." the helpless guys cried out.
Boyish giggles and high-pitched squeals flew from the redhead and blonde as they endured and loved every minute of the tickle torture. After ten minutes, the spell was released, and three males tackled, tickled, cuddled, and kissed their green-skinned lover.
Watching the affectionate display while relaxing on the moss bed, Thomas was reminded of the first time Jason, Charles, and Phoenix met. While his eyes were closed, a solid, heavy object landed on him, forcing the air from his lungs. He opened his eyes to the amusing sight of his red-haired boy's sparkling emerald eyes and smiling face.
"I sure did miss my Daddy Bear's bear hugs," Phoenix said in a childlike voice while giggling adorably.
Thomas's eyes flashed as he wrapped his arms around his country boy and squeezed.
"Ack... Daddy... I kinda need that oxygen stuff to breathe."
The Shaman chuckled and loosened the hold, but didn't let go. He leaned his head down, kissed the thick flame-like locks, and said, "I missed my Phoenix, too, Baby Boy."
Before they could move, the other boys landed on top of the father/son pair, creating a giggly and squirmy dog pile.
A little while later, Thomas had the lovers sit around the fire pit with him, Dusty, and Spirit. The Shaman lit a peacepipe, inhaled the smoke from the medicinal herbs, held it in for a few seconds, and perfect smoke rings were created as he slowly exhaled. He then passed the pipe to his right so the other men could partake in the sacred bonding ritual. Once it returned to him, he repacked the bowl, set it down on a log, stood with his arms outstretched, and addressed the heroes.
"Part of this is to create an even deeper connection between the four of you, so that nothing and no one can sever the relationship or your love for one another. I sense insecurities in your hearts and souls, and for two of you, I know what they are, but it's not my place to reveal them. That responsibility falls on you, young men. The best way of cementing the blossoming unbreakable bond is for each of you, one by one, to inhale from the pipe, and give voice to what weighs on your hearts so that as a blended family we can try to alleviate your hesitations."
Charles, Phoenix, Luke, and Jason held hands as they gazed into each other's eyes, then looked deeper into their lovers' souls, including their own.
Thomas, in a soft, loving, fatherly tone, said, "There's no time limit on this, so when one of you is ready to start, simply extend your hand for the pipe."
Charles was the first to make a move, but instead of reaching for the pipe, he raised his head, with tears in his eyes, and in an almost childlike voice, said, "I... I'd like to start, Papa Growling Bear, but first I need to get and give affection." He got up, removed his glasses, wiped the tears from his eyes, and replaced the thin-framed spectacles. Then hugged every member of the chosen family and kissed their cheeks, starting with Thomas.
As they returned the love they were given, the others smiled and softly chuckled, but not in a demeaning or hurtful way, because all of them loved the hero's desire and need for affection. They also understood how showing a physical display of the love in his heart helped him to stay true to his moral compass and kept his hope for and belief in his fellow humans alive and active.
Charles picked up the pipe, took a hit off of it, and returned it to the place it was before, beside the Shaman. He sat on the ground in front of his men, lovingly caressing their legs, then lifting their feet and kissing the top of their toes. He deeply inhaled, forced himself to ignore the fear of being ridiculed and rejected, and said, "For me, today was a string of first times. Nix and Luke already know most of what happened. There was a hostage situation at a small jewelry store, and apparently, it was all a setup to spring a trap for or conduct a test on me. After saving the store owners, I went after the robbers, then experienced my first physical fight, endured the first use of violence against me, suffered through the first time getting hurt since gaining my abilities, and felt the shame of my first defeat. I'm wrestling with the idea that maybe I'm not cut out to be a hero and that I don't deserve the praise I receive. I feel like a fraud and that I've let Joy City down."
Everyone was silent as they digested the admission.
Phoenix leaned forward, wrapped his arms around Charles, kissed and licked the tears from his cheeks, and rested his chin in the crook of the broad shoulder. "May I offer an observation," he asked. After getting a slight nod, he continued. "You know about the successes and failures I've experienced as Kid Bondage. Do you feel like I'm a fraud and am any less of a hero because I got my ass kicked more than a couple of times?"
"Of course not, Nix," Charles firmly exclaimed as he turned his head to gaze into his lover's eyes. "I look up to you, and dare anyone to find a hero with more determination and ingenuity than you. The city is definitely a better place with you protecting it."
Phoenix smiled and said, "Thanks, Chuckster... Now, take those words, their sentiment, and apply them to yourself because that's what everyone gathered here, including me, and the citizens of our city feel about Mr. Smiles. I'm always proud of the way you choose to not use violence unless there's no other choice when confronting a villain. All you need is some training from your blended family to hone your skills so that next time you can't use your preferred method of tickling someone, you're not at a loss and too flustered to choose another option."
Thomas's eyes reflected the love and pride he felt for his boys as they hugged and kissed each other. "Well said, my son, and the perfect one to deliver the message needed."
Phoenix was next up to voice his feelings. "I've been wondering about how effective I really am as a hero because I'm the only one without active superpowers. In addition, I questioned why the Creator never saw fit to gift me with supernatural powers like the other heroes, but received no response. I only hope that I haven't lost the Great Father's love, respect, and comforting aid."
Dusty looked at his older brother and asked, "What powers do you think you need that would be an enhancement of the natural abilities you already possess?"
The question amazed the family as they stared at the young Blackfoot.
Phoenix opened his arms when Dusty and Spirit approached him, and they shared a loving brotherly embrace.
Spirit said, "My big bro's right, Phoenix Ash. You've been given some of the greatest gifts the Creator could ever bestow on a person."
"What gifts are you referring to, my son," Thomas asked, though he already knew the answer.
"Our brother's fighting spirit, his, desire to love, defend and endless compassion for those who can't take care of themselves, the ability to teach others with his skills, and learned lessons, his willingness to keep being a hero despite the lack of superpowers, and most importantly, being able to rise above everything that might have killed another person, and become even stronger because of the experience," Dusty and Spirit responded in unison.
The tears streaking Phoenix's cheeks were kissed and licked by Jason, Charles, and he was cradled by Luke.
"Nice answers, my boys."
"Thank you, Shaman," was the unified response.
Jason took his turn and said, "I'm going to live in the cabin I mostly grew up in, here in the falls. I'm not comfortable in the city, never have been, and with my skin color, it's worse."
"You are one of the most gorgeous men I've ever had the pleasure of being intimate with," Phoenix said as he pulled Jason into his most loving hug.
Luke chimed in with, "Actually, this is the perfect place for you, Jaser, and it'll make me feel better knowing you're protected by Papa Growling Bear and have the support of our brothers, in case something arises that's too much for you to handle alone, and the three of us aren't able to help."
"Especially with the troubling thoughts I've picked up on from some of the city's population," Charles mindlessly uttered.
Thomas's eyes zeroed in on his blonde boy as he asked, "Care to elaborate," then added, "This reminds me, I need to help you with your telepathy. You're not shielding your thoughts, which can be harmful when you encounter other telepaths with less than honorable intentions."
"I've been hearing prejudiced thoughts and intentions towards those of us with superpowers coming from some of the citizens. So far, nothing that I know of has been happening to cause alarm, and it's been very few that I hear such negativity from."
"Wow! I am glad I decided to stay here, at least I'm as safe as possible," Jason said before kissing his guys.
Charles and Luke smiled innocently as they used magic to tie their lovers' ankles together and tickle their two pairs of feet. Instantly, the squeals and giggles flowed as the twenty toes flexed and curled, creating wrinkles on the pinkish and light green soles.
"Payback," the giggling pair stated once the tickling and giggles stopped.
"Bring it," the half-fairy shot back with a smirk.
Jason's eyes glowed.
Luke threw his hands up, gasped, and said, "I take it back... I know you can bring it... Just no more blue balls today... Please." His immediate change in rhetoric had everyone, including himself, giggling. After calming down, he said, "I guess it's my turn." Once he finished with the pipe, he said, "I guess that I'm not really sure what I can be taught by you because none of you have fairy magic or are fairies."
Thomas smirked. "Care to test your theory with a few friendly spars?"
"Intriguing."
"You face Dusty, then Nix, and finally, me to see how your fairy magic and skills fare against us. Whoever is restrained first loses."
"What's at stake other than bragging rights?"
Spirit grinned and said, "Winner tickles the loser's feet for five minutes, and there's no tickling during the match. Magic can be used against my big brother and father, but not against Nix." He paused and hugged his red-haired brother, saying. "No offense, bro."
Phoenix smiled, ruffled the younger brunette's hair, then kissed him and said, "None taken, Baby Bro. We can use my lasso for a restraint." He smiled and looked at the Shaman, saying, "It's been the best weapon I've ever wielded. I'm eternally grateful for your gift, Daddy Bear."
"Great, especially since I'm not ticklish unless I have an orgasm," Luke stated smugly."
The Shaman got up, approached the younger brunette, and placed his fingertips on the man's temples as his eyes flashed. He used his magic to enter Luke's mind, found the nerves that correspond to ticklish sensations, and temporarily altered them. After another flash, he removed his fingers, and with a playfully mischievous smirk, said, "For the next two and a half hours, you can be tickled as easily as the other boys."
Luke grinned and confidently retorted with, "I'll believe it when it happens, Papa Growling Bear."
Despite having just met the respected Shaman, the half-human felt he'd just met the father-figure he'd longed to have for most of his life.
Jason, Charles, and Phoenix got to their feet, jumped up and down, did high kicks, back flips, and cartwheels before cheering, "Pix! Pix! We love Pix. After his ass gets kicked, his wounds get licked. Yay! Pix!"
The Windsong men were hysterically laughing at the antics. However, Luke's growl and one-finger salute made the cackles even more boisterous.
Spirit gave the green light to begin the spar.
Luke raised his arms and prepared to cast a spell while Dusty used his speed to gain the element of surprise. In a matter of seconds, the lasso was around his opponent's wrists and ankles.
"What the hell just happened?" the struggling brunette asked.
"I used my super speed," Dusty proudly exclaimed.
"That's sooo totally unfair," Luke declared while pouting adorably.
"How so, my son? It's a rare occurrence when one goes into a fight knowing an opponent's strengths and weaknesses," Thomas said.
Dusty untied Luke and said, "In a way, you're right, my new brother. So, I'll give you another shot."
Luke was amazed at the sportsmanship and pulled Dusty into a loving hug. "You don't have to, Baby Bro, and the Shaman's correct. You won, fair and square."
Dusty chuckled and responded with, "I'd actually love a do-over. I'd really love to see what my speed can do against your magic."
Luke grinned.
"You're on, Eagle Boy."
This time, after the signal, Luke sent dozens of slender pink strands of webbing after the speedster. For Dusty, they came at him in slow motion, as he moved like lightning, criss-crossing back and forth, and zig-zagging left and right. The Blackfoot was moving so fast that Luke lost his concentration. Instead of capturing his opponent, he ended up trapped in his own magic, wrapped from shoulders to ankles.
"Thanks for an awesome workout."
Luke smiled and said, "Congrats, Bro."
Rubbing his hands together, Dusty pulled the shoes and socks from his new brother's feet. He grinned and waited for the timer to be set.
Luke just knew nothing would happen because it never did without having an orgasm. However, when the flood of boyish giggles flew from his lips, seconds after feeling the slightest touch of the wiggling fingertips lightly dancing across the soft flesh of his bare soles, the look of pure shock, disbelief, and awe on his face was so priceless, that the others giggled, as Charles took a picture with his phone.
"Holy Fuckin' Hell, Medicine Man! How did you..."
Thomas smirked and said, "Old Shaman secret, young one. Just an example of things to be learned if you soak up the available knowledge around you. Are you convinced of our ability to teach you, or do you need further proof, young fairy boy?"
Luke groaned and shook his head, "Not you too, with the fairy boy moniker," he childishly whined." His eyes sparkled as he giggled while embracing the eldest of the blended family and kissing Thomas's cheek. "I'm convinced you can teach me many things, and I offer my apology for my snarky inquiry. However, I still wanna continue with the spars. Even though my new brother's kicked my ass, I'm having a blast."
Thomas smiled with pride as he kissed his newly acquired boy and said, "You've just given another example of why you're perfectly fitted for this family and the foursome you're part of. You already make me very proud to count you as one of my sons."
Luke's eyes filled with tears that stained his cheeks as he softly admitted, "I... I've never heard those words from a parental figure. You've just given me something I never dreamed I'd have. Thank you, Papa Growling Bear. I already feel in my heart that I love and accept you as an honorary dad."
After another hug and kiss, Luke was ready to face his lover.
The spar with Phoenix was a bit more lengthy as both men were adept in various fighting styles. Kicks and punches found their marks, causing the one getting hit to stumble and grunt. Luke was being charged from behind, and at just the right moment, he turned slightly, bent down, grabbed his opponent at the bottom of his buttcheeks, used the built momentum against his partner, and flipped the redhead over to land on his back. A few minutes later, Phoenix got the upper hand by grabbing the brunette's ankle as he executed a roundhouse kick, then walked Luke backward as he hopped on one leg, then quickly let go of the ankle, and swept his opponent's other leg out from under him, making him fall on his ass. Not giving the chance to get up, he grabbed his lasso and hogtied his fairy.
"Damn! You're awesome in combat, Nix."
The partners kissed before high-pitched squealing giggles were forced from Luke as his toes were tickled.
Once the green light was given, the final match began.
Luke made the first move by sending bolts of magic at Thomas, but they all bounced off the force field he created around himself. The Shaman's ropes of black smoke wrapped around the fairy's ankles, knocking him off balance when they were pulled. Wings sprouted from the half-human's shoulder blades, and he took to the air, where he dodged the balls of energy thrown at him and retaliated with his own blasts of energy. The back and forth continued until the more experienced magic user decided to stop playing games. He aimed his palms at the hovering fairy, and smoke wrappings shot forth, trapping his opponent, who grunted when he landed on the ground because his wings were rendered useless.
"Alright, Papa, get your tickles in," Luke said while panting.
The elder chuckled and released the magic. He extended his hand and pulled the younger man to his feet, and into a loving bear hug that lifted his boy off the ground.
"You get a pass this time, young one."
"Not that I'm ungrateful, but... why?"
"Throughout the lesson, you've shown us nothing but the most honorable sportsmanship, acknowledged the fact that you can be taught by us, despite not being fairies, and have displayed great humility."
That night, under the bright and glowing blue moon at the top of the waterfall, Thomas stood with his arms raised, head looking to the moon, and in his native tongue asked the Creator to bind his new champions together, heart, mind, body, and soul, and to give them the gift of extended life so they'd live to be at least two-hundred-years of age. As he spoke, beams of moonlight brightened and surrounded Charles, Luke, Jason, and Phoenix, and each man felt stronger and a little bit different on the inside. After the light dissipated, the foursome's hearts were beating in sync, as if they were one organ. Each man heard his lovers' thoughts in his head and felt his mates' emotions. The blended family shared hugs and kisses, then Thomas, Dusty, and Spirit left the four lovers so they could sleep under the Creator's moon and walked down the path to the campsite. Where they kept watch in shifts, starting with Spirit.
