inflight82
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Friday evening I was tied hand and foot to the bed and faced three ticklers: my partner Ryan and two of our friends named Tristan and Brandon. I was in my underwear and also wearing a blindfold. The fan was blowing on me which was nice but having Tristan over is always a wild ride. Ryan knows me perfectly and can push me hard while knowing when to pull back and Brandon is an easygoing tickler but Tristan really goes for it.
I felt someone climbing on top of me. I felt my underwear being tugged down a few inches and I said "Oh screw you Tristan!" because I have a horrible ticklish spot on my waist and he would be the one to start right there. I feel squeezing fingers below my bellybutton and the ticklish feeling hits like a shock as I start laughing. It is an unbearable sensation. I always have this panic attack feeling, this one spot is just agonizing. I was flopping around and trying to twist away from those fingers. I could hear him laughing at me. I managed to say "You're such a fucking jerk!" then I felt fingers tickling my feet and I couldn't talk anymore. I was just laughing hard and struggling. It sucked. I was trying as hard as I could to keep breathing and it always felt like it was just barely enough air to keep me going.
When it stopped I got time to catch my breath. Tristan patted my chest and took the blindfold off and they turned the fan on high. We joked around with each other. Brandon took a long feather and twirled it around in my bellybutton. It didn't tickle the laughter out of me but it felt funny and I laughed anyway and Brandon kept doing it. It was a fun sensation. He kept up this gentle teasing tickling, just darting the feather around and flicking it on my skin. I was having fun with it.
Ryan asked if I was ready for more and I nodded and then I see six hands lining up against my abs. My belly is my weak spot and real quick that changed to "No! No! No!" and then they all started digging in. Now it tickled like crazy and I started thrashing around on the bed. That was really intense. I could barely manage breathing and I was giving off these long laugh spasms. The fingers were everywhere and hitting every pressure point I had. I fought with the ropes and kept trying to twist myself away from them. Ryan had a finger in my bellybutton and wiggled it around and they tickled a lot more than the feather. I could feel all of those fingers and it was driving me nuts. It tickled so bad. Tristan started moving down again and he found that spot and I screeched. It was too much. I was dying at that point.
I got another break after that. Ryan slipped my cock out and was stroking me. I felt self conscious about it with Tristan and Brandon there even though we're all gay. I tried closing my eyes but then Tristan started tickling me and wouldn't stop until I opened them. Tristan is a sweet guy but he has a naughty side that comes out in our tickle games and he can be a guy I love to hate, at least in that moment. When I got annoyed at the attention he leaned in close and made just as awkward a kind of eye contact as possible. He overdid it so much I laughed and that broke the tension a little. They let me close my eyes and I was able to enjoy it for awhile.
Ryan did a good job with his hands and I came but the moment my hips stopped wiggling I felt those fingers right in my worst spot and after a strong orgasm it was hellish. I shouted "Tristan you asshole!" but then I heard Tristan laughing from the foot of the bed and I opened my eyes and Ryan was the one tickling. I begged him to give my abs a rest because they were aching and I finally got them to tickle my feet for a change.
The feet tickling was fun. I have a much easier time breathing when my feet are tickled and it's not as evil a tickle spot unless they get creative. Which this time they didn't. They just used their fingertips. But since I could breathe easier they helped themselves to tickling me longer and exhausting me with laughter. I was a limp noodle afterward.
I felt someone climbing on top of me. I felt my underwear being tugged down a few inches and I said "Oh screw you Tristan!" because I have a horrible ticklish spot on my waist and he would be the one to start right there. I feel squeezing fingers below my bellybutton and the ticklish feeling hits like a shock as I start laughing. It is an unbearable sensation. I always have this panic attack feeling, this one spot is just agonizing. I was flopping around and trying to twist away from those fingers. I could hear him laughing at me. I managed to say "You're such a fucking jerk!" then I felt fingers tickling my feet and I couldn't talk anymore. I was just laughing hard and struggling. It sucked. I was trying as hard as I could to keep breathing and it always felt like it was just barely enough air to keep me going.
When it stopped I got time to catch my breath. Tristan patted my chest and took the blindfold off and they turned the fan on high. We joked around with each other. Brandon took a long feather and twirled it around in my bellybutton. It didn't tickle the laughter out of me but it felt funny and I laughed anyway and Brandon kept doing it. It was a fun sensation. He kept up this gentle teasing tickling, just darting the feather around and flicking it on my skin. I was having fun with it.
Ryan asked if I was ready for more and I nodded and then I see six hands lining up against my abs. My belly is my weak spot and real quick that changed to "No! No! No!" and then they all started digging in. Now it tickled like crazy and I started thrashing around on the bed. That was really intense. I could barely manage breathing and I was giving off these long laugh spasms. The fingers were everywhere and hitting every pressure point I had. I fought with the ropes and kept trying to twist myself away from them. Ryan had a finger in my bellybutton and wiggled it around and they tickled a lot more than the feather. I could feel all of those fingers and it was driving me nuts. It tickled so bad. Tristan started moving down again and he found that spot and I screeched. It was too much. I was dying at that point.
I got another break after that. Ryan slipped my cock out and was stroking me. I felt self conscious about it with Tristan and Brandon there even though we're all gay. I tried closing my eyes but then Tristan started tickling me and wouldn't stop until I opened them. Tristan is a sweet guy but he has a naughty side that comes out in our tickle games and he can be a guy I love to hate, at least in that moment. When I got annoyed at the attention he leaned in close and made just as awkward a kind of eye contact as possible. He overdid it so much I laughed and that broke the tension a little. They let me close my eyes and I was able to enjoy it for awhile.
Ryan did a good job with his hands and I came but the moment my hips stopped wiggling I felt those fingers right in my worst spot and after a strong orgasm it was hellish. I shouted "Tristan you asshole!" but then I heard Tristan laughing from the foot of the bed and I opened my eyes and Ryan was the one tickling. I begged him to give my abs a rest because they were aching and I finally got them to tickle my feet for a change.
The feet tickling was fun. I have a much easier time breathing when my feet are tickled and it's not as evil a tickle spot unless they get creative. Which this time they didn't. They just used their fingertips. But since I could breathe easier they helped themselves to tickling me longer and exhausting me with laughter. I was a limp noodle afterward.
