I dare you to climb down the laundry chute. M/m

[soles4me]

We were sitting around drinking and having a good time. My friend, Mike was already drunk. He was sitting with his feet up on the coffee table. He was wearing flip flops and I was feeling a strong urge to tickle his feet. I hit on the subject and Mike wanted no part in that. I am going to have to trick him or tie him up. I went in to use the bathroom and I noticed a door that was a laundry chute and right away I thought if I can trick Mike into climbing down this chute. I knew that it would be a tight fit and that he would probably get stuck. I went back to the front room and sat down. Nike was really drunk now and I asked him if he wanted to play a game. We would dare each other to do something and the loser had to strip and run out in the rain and down the street and back. He said ok, it's your game, you can go first. I thought for a couple minutes and then, "I dare you to climb down the laundry chute". Mike got up and said, I didn't think you were going to lose on purpose. He climbed in and started making his way down. "Oh shit, he said. I am stuck, I need your help!! I told him to hang on while I try to figure out how to get him out. I went down stairs to the laundry room. I opened the door at the bottom of the chute. It was dark in there so I grabbed a flashlight. The first thing I saw with the light was Mike's flip flops. I asked Mike if he remembered that he was talking about tricky situations. He said yes, why do you ask?? Well, I said, let me know if you feel this. I slipped both flip flops off, Mike said with a squeaky voice, feel what? I went to work tickling both of his exposed soles. He started to laugh and I continued my assault on his sensitive soles. Fifteen minutes past and Mike was going nuts. I had a huge erection and was at the point of shooting my load. I stopped tickling his feet with my fingers and started using my tongue. I needed my hands for something else. Mike responded to the tongue tickling and told me that when he gets out of this chute he is going to kick my ass. I laughed and said, "Oh I am so scared". Then I reminded him that he was stuck and barefoot. I went back to using my fingers on his soles. This was pure torture for him. I managed to work up a second load of cum and was licking his soles like Popsicles as I blasted my second load. What I didn't know was that Mike had also shot his load. We spent the next 2 hours getting Mike out of the laundry chute.