#male tickle

[funagonys-blog]

"Don't mock Captain Hero - a ticklish lesson for Kudo"

... and don't pull reckless stunts while fighting All For One's organization! These are the lessons Kudo, the second One For All holder, is learning the hard way.

I don't know much about Yoichi, Bruce and Kudo, so these interactions might be out of character in canon. However, I have read fanfictions where Yoichi, the first OFA holder, shows Captain Hero to Kudo and he often thinks it represents a parody of the hero genre. Also, in those fics he tends to find hero (an villains) monologues insufferables. On the other hand, I have read some fics where Kudo acts in a reckless and self-sacrificing way due to some issues. Consequently, I used all these elements to create this scenario inside the Void of One For All, where Kudo accidentally offends Captain Hero in front of Yoichi, who decides to punish him for this, with the help of Bruce, the third OFA user, who wants Kudo to pay for being a reckless sacrificing idiot and worrying both of them when they were alive.

In the end, I just wanted an excuse to draw the stony second OFA user laugh.

[welshtickleswitch]

You know what, damn Evan Peters for making me completely vulnerable to hot guys with long hair and converse. Those early AHS series.

What makes it worse is that he has hot feet in those shoes. I hate these posts usually as it comes off as thirsty. But god damn it what I would give to have him pin me and tickle me. Or the other way around.

I can only wish him happiness the bastard.

[gamequeenanya]

Art I commissioned from ExistentialistArtist! They don't have a tumblr yet but you can commission them here: https://exististentialist.carrd.co/

It's my Phone Guy getting got by his co-workers as a prank! Hehe! But it's all in good fun. :)

[kiritkl]

Cheer Up

Lee!Diluc | Ler!Kaeya

Summary: Diluc is having some troublesome thoughts, so Kaeya attempts to cheer him up!

Diluc washed the last dirty cup of the day and put it away in a cabinet behind the bar. He considered pouring himself a glass of something, mostly as a reward for all of his hard work today. He was the only one tending to the tavern since all his employees had coincidently been sick today.

Wiping a drop of sweat off of his forehead, Diluc took a seat at a table. His thoughts clouded his head. They weren’t joyous thoughts, to say the least. They were quite negative. He wouldn’t have to dwell on them for too long though.

“Ah, there you are.”

Diluc whipped his head toward the door to see Kaeya stepping into the tavern. He had a grin on his face, from ear to ear. Diluc scoffed.

“Something wrong? Wouldn’t expect to see you here at this time.” Diluc cut his eyes to the clock– it was nearly midnight. He turned his back to Kaeya and began tapping his fingers on the table.

Kaeya chuckled, pulling out a seat and sitting beside Diluc. “Not necessarily. Well, I would count seeing my brother up this late as wrong. You should be elsewhere…perhaps a bed, no?”

“I had more work to do than usual. I was just about to head out, anyway.”

Kaeya mumbled something under his breath, then spoke more clearly: “Doesn’t seem like it.”

Diluc took a deep breath – one that you take when someone is getting on your nerves – and replied: “I don’t care what it seems like.”

Kaeya frowned. At first, he spoke teasingly because he could sense that Diluc was in a bad mood. He figured it might make him laugh, or giggle, but that wasn’t the case.

The two sat in an awkward silence for a few moments before Diluc spoke up.

“I should get going now.” He stood up but was interrupted by an excited Kaeya.

“Hold it! Sit back down! I just had the most wonderful idea.”

Diluc shut his eyes and bit his tongue. He was about to say something he shouldn’t, but he controlled himself and sat. “What?”

“Well…you seem to be in a bit of a…a…a sad mood?” Kaeya didn’t want to further Diluc’s mood, so he tried to find a more minor synonym for depressed.

Diluc didn’t say anything, but he didn’t have to either. It was obvious that he was sad about something. Kaeya didn’t know what it was, but he didn’t like seeing his brother like this. They may not have been on the best of terms, but they still cared about each other.

“So, I figured I’d cheer you up like I used to do when we were kids!” Kaeya exclaimed, reaching for Diluc’s sides and squeezing them as quickly as he could. Diluc was fast to swat them away, but he couldn’t keep himself from smiling.

“See! You can smile.” Kaeya cheered. He wasn’t done though. He carefully extended his arms and grabbed Diluc’s wrists. This was a hard task, but Kaeya made it seem easy. He had lots of experience from their childhood, though. Kaeya then kept Diluc’s hand above his head with one hand, letting his free hand tickle the redhead’s exposed armpit.

Diluc shrieked and kicked his legs under the table. He tried to keep his reactions to a minimum, such as wiggling and squirming around. Doing this would likely scoot some tables and chairs all around, meaning he’d have to set them right again.

Diluc was in an interesting situation. He could either bear the tickling and not create another mess to clean up, or he could give in and fall out of his chair. He wanted so badly to choose the first option, but when Kaeya pinched at a certain spot on his ribs, he yelped and hit the floor.

Kaeya followed him, still holding up his wrists. “Diluc! Have you gotten even more ticklish over the years?” He chuckled, straddling his brother's waist.

“Behehe quiehehehet!” Diluc giggled.

Kaeya teasingly responded: “Wow…telling your brother to be quiet? Maybe you deserve this more than I thought.”

He wiggled all five of his fingers in between Diluc’s ribs, making sure to tickle every single bone he could feel. Diluc laid his head back and howled with laughter. He didn’t realize how ticklish he was until now…

“Tickle, tickle, tickle!”

Diluc writhed beneath his brother, feeling his face become warm when he heard the teases.

“GeheHEHEhet off ohoHOHOF MEhehe! Nohohow!” He demanded.

“And what authority do you hold to make such demands?” Kaeya hummed, letting Diluc’s wrists go. He did this so that he could have an extra hand for tickling.

Kaeya shot both of his hands beneath his brothers shirt, scribbling across his belly and waist with vigor - determined to make him laugh a bit more.

“I swehehear to- ahAHAH STOhohahahoHOhop it! I beheHEHeheg!” Diluc became weak when Kaeya dug his fingers into a certain spot on his belly. It was right beneath his navel.

Diluc felt like he was going to tear up if he was tickled like this for any longer!

“KahaAHAHahaeya!” Diluc shouted. Kaeya smirked, letting his brother go and sitting back in his chair.

Diluc laid on the floor, trying to catch his breath. Kaeya started to giggle at the pathetic sight.

“We aren’t kids anymore…surely you shouldn’t be that ticklish! Toughen up!” He laughed.

Even Diluc had begun to smile. It was natural and not from being tickled. Kaeya saw this and felt pleased. He had succeeded in making his brother feel better.

The two shared a drink and engaged in small-talk for a bit, before wrapping the night up and heading home.

Diluc had to admit, he was glad that Kaeya had come around. It made his night ten times better.

[tklboi23]

his ego is too big, someone oughta strap his arm down, oil up his armpit, and scribble some fingers until he’s knocked down a few pegs. i think a feather or two to his nipples would help out as well

[iekeejkeek]

I still alive with some of tickle art:}

original from: https://www.tumblr.com/amazingmsme/731658876651552768/is-the-bucket-worth-it-stanley?source=share

(Tw: can have something wrong in it I too embarrassed and lazy to read the things again lol)

The bucket just on the floor like wtf are you guys doing

[theogwrinkledmalefeet]

Felt cute, might remove later.

[laugh-your-hart-out]

Tickle Headcannons: Edge

Lee:

• This dude OMG

• Literally so damn ticklish it’s insane

• Poke him literally anywhere and he’s giggling like a fool

• Enjoys being tickled and isn’t afraid to admit it. In fact, he’s proud of his ticklishness

• Gets targeted by both Christian and Gangrel, and sometimes both at once

• His most ticklish spot is practically everywhere but his feet will have him screaming like a banshee lmao

• Feather ticklish for sure

• They work best on his feet, back, and stomach (and probably under his arms too)

• So loud when he laughs, he’ll have the ler covering their poor ears sjsjsj

• Shy lee? No such thing. When he’s in a lee mood, he legit will plop next to you and just be like “Tickle me!”

Ler:

• MEAN

• SO SO MEAN

• Loves to tease the lee with his words

• “Oohh, is someone a little ticklish?”

• Also the type to do tickle talk when lering

• Like the “tickle tickle tickle!” or “coochie coochie coo!” type thing

• He can be either gentle or rough depending on who he’s tickling

• Gentle with Gangrel but NOT with Christian

• He’ll pin down Christian with his legs and just scribble his fingers all over him and do other mean shit to the poor vamp LMFAO

• Likes to hold Gangrel still while using a feather to tickle his neck and ears and watch him giggle his ass off

• Has been a tad rough with Gangrel a few times but he likes to keep it more gentle with him

• Totally the type of ler to use tools

• Equally loves to tickle and be tickled

[welshtickleswitch]

My Favourite MM/M Tickling Experience

So this experience happened just after I had graduated school. I was 18 and was in the stage of life looking for a job and hanging out with friends a lot before life gets hectic. Dug this out for someone recently so thought I’d post it here too.

I had just gone to see a film with some friends, Tyler and John (names changed). Tyler is a tall slender guy with olive skin and short dark black hair. He struggles to grow hair anywhere else so has quite a young face. He’s smart and quite playful with me especially (I’ve always had a crush on him but wouldn’t dare jeopardise our friendship). The second friend John is also quite tall and has brown short hair with a small fringe. Both some of the best looking people in my school year.

We had decided to go out and do something fun that night and settled upon the cinema. It was a late showing of one of the purge films. Afterward we wanted to just hang out and chill so we went to a car park and listened to music. We talked for an hour or two…and then the fun started. My friend Tyler has always been a bit of a tickler but only with me (to my knowledge). It’s one of the reasons I became friends with him. We met in school and would torture me with tickles for entire lessons by trapping my leg between chairs and softly tickling under my knee, leg and sticking his fingers in my shoes. Especially when I was talking to teachers or everyone was being quiet meaning I had to resist and act natural. It was heaven for me, an I think he knew I enjoyed it.

My first car was a 3 door which means that the front two seats fold front and back (important detail). I always used to drive when we went out. An there would always be three or four of us so someone would have to go in the back. Tyler used to always make sure it was him, an that he sat behind me. Due to this he found out that the seat folds back too….even when someone is sitting in it (you may be able to see where this is going). Whenever we were parked up the seat would be folded back, I would go with it, an tickling ensued as I couldn’t go anywhere. This time was no different, except that this time he had help.

We were talking as usual, an then the signs occurred that I was going to be tortured. The occasional stroke on the back of my neck making me giggle and squeal. Teasing me about something that I said or did recently getting me pretend angry. I reached behind me to try and tickle his knee an then the flip was switched and I went flying backwards in my chair straight into his lap. Tyler as he had done many times before instantly grabbed my hands and restrained me (I wasn’t trying too hard mind you). John was watching all of this unfold in the passenger seat with a giant smile on his face. I felt that excited butterfly feeling which comes to any Lee when they know they are about to get tickled. Tyler took one finger hovered it over my armpit. A smile grew on his face and he had that look in his eye I had become accustomed to.

“You know what happens now don’t you…”

The finger was lowered and he slowly started the agonising circles directly in my armpit. Tyler had long soft fingers which are perfect for spider tickles and tickling a lot of areas at once. There was no point in hiding it or trying to act manly in-front of John. Tyler had been doing this for years and knew all of my buttons, when and how to push them to turn me into a giggling mess. Three circles in and I was giggling and tittering “struggling” to get free. John watched on with wide eyes amused at my predicament when Tyler spotted him.

“He’s super ticklish John, especially on his stomach.”

John looked between Tyler and me and without hesitation attacked as he was directed. You could tell he was inexperienced, it was rough and he used all ten fingers digging into my stomach. It was like I was being softly punched in my stomach. I couldn’t think that much due to all the sensations but I knew I wasn’t enjoying it like usual so I needed to make it stop.

“NooooOOO PLEASE NOT LIKE THAT! STOP! STOP! STOP! PLEASE!”

Both of them instantly took their hands off me but kept me restrained. John looked a little worried like he’d hurt me. I quickly started explaining what was wrong as I didn’t want the tickling to stop so soon.

“It’s just a little too rough, do it a little softer and don’t attack all at once in the same spot.”

Tyler took this as an opportunity to let John explore tickling someone. He took both my already restrained arms and pulled them way up over my head. Then motioned to John to carry on. Johns new technique was one which I will think about for the rest of my life. He had well proportioned hands with trimmed nails. He turned his hands into claws barely put his fingertips on my body and slowly traced in different patterns. Half using his nails and half using his finger tips. It was like I was being electrocuted. I convulsed, bucked and strained. My arms held firmly over my head. I did not expect it to tickle so much after the rough attack I was just subjected to.

“Wow, heyaaaii please. Hahahaha, that actually tickles really bad. Jeeehahahhaa ok, OK PLEASE!”

Slowly an evil grin appeared on Johns face like he was discovering a fun new hobby. The tickling continued and the patterns eventually morphed into circular motions. My T-shirt started riding up showing my stomach but John quickly pulled it down tight to make sure it was stretched against my skin. Little did he know that made it tickle more as it allowed for him to glide his fingers over my body easily but made the sensations more intense. Tyler was clearly enjoying the show as he stared on with a smile from ear to ear. I was in heaven (I’m flexible on the subject of sexuality) having two good looking guys hold me down and tickle me was a dream come true. There wasn’t much talking from anyone at this point John was entranced with this new power he discovered causing me to convulse and jolt at his fingertips with very little effort. An Tyler was enjoying watching me squirm and strain without having to do anything.

On and on, the circles continued, my resolve getting weaker and weaker as John continued. My giggles getting louder and more desperate with each passing circle. I was starting to struggle now angling for a break. I could have stayed like that forever but truth be told I wanted some revenge. I decided that I would spin my body horizontally so that my stomach was against the seat stopping the ticking. I then jumped up and over the arm rest in the middle of the car getting into the backseat. Tyler was my first target as he had been torturing me for so long and as he was stronger than me I was never able to get him back. I lunged at his ribs, I didn’t even know if he was ticklish as whenever I went for him he restrained me in the blink of an eye. Unfortunately for me he just sat there, all this time and he wasn’t ticklish. (I learned later on that he was just very good at resisting and is actually quite ticklish.)

“Are you not ticklish?” I asked with disappointment in my voice.

“Nope, now if you could please get off me I don’t like being touched.”

With that I turned to my next target. I thought I would see if I could have any luck with John. I reached around the seat and went for his armpits. I got two fingers in each pit and and gently started to wiggle. He screamed, arched his back, slammed his arms to his sides and started to shake from side to side. I couldn’t keep it up for long because he was shaking so violently.

“Oh no, he can dish it out but can’t take it?!? You shouldn’t start what you can’t finish John.”

“I can’t take being tickled, it drives me insane. Please don’t I don’t like it.”

I gave him another few pokes and left it at that. I was asked what it felt like the slow tracing I said I’d give him a demo but he didn’t want any of it. As I was in the back I got comfortable and put my legs up while I explained. As I was talking Tyler gave me a look and slowly reached out for my ankles. He put my feet in his lap and started to unlace my converse, looking at me for approval the entire time to make sure I was ok with it. I was really excited as he slipped off my first shoe and the cold air hit my thinly socked foot. The butterflies returned as I didn’t know how ticklish my feet were. John started talking while my other shoe was being removed.

“I hate feet, I don’t know why. I think it’s toes they look weird to me. My brother touches and tickles my feet all the time and I hate it. I can’t stand when people touch my feet.”

I have seen Johns feet, an they are some of the nicest feet I’ve seen in my life. Size 8, bubble toes, mid level arch, well kept nails and silky smooth. Tan tops and creamy white soles. If I was around them I wouldn’t be able to keep my hands off them either, especially due to how ticklish they are.

John then surprisingly as my second shoe came off reached over and grabbed the ankle closest to him and pulled it over the central arm rest. I couldn’t believe it, now they were both going to tickle my feet? I nearly slapped myself as I didn’t think this was reality. Without warning Tyler started first. Once again a single torturous finger in agonising circles around my heel. I scrunched my toes and slightly lifted my leg. Tyler grabbed my ankle to make sure I didn’t go anywhere and started changing up the size of the circles. Sometimes they would cover my heel, sometimes they would go up near my arch and the centre of the foot, round and round. A pained smile came across my face as I enjoyed the sensations. John started shortly after, using all five fingers in a wave motion across my toes. I burst out laughing as I wiggled my toes.

“Oh, oh hahaha, ok alright. Hahahaha, not the TOES!”

Tyler took the hint and the circles moved up my foot around the arch, the ball of my foot and then switched to two fingers across the toes. I threw my head back in laughter as the two guys wiggled their fingers across my toes. The thin black socks I was wearing not providing a lot of protection. Shortly after John decided he’d had enough of touching feet and let my foot go. Tyler decided to give me a “break” by going back to the slow circles which were enough to make me smile and my foot to shake. I started to relax and enjoy it so I put my arms up over the back of the seat and put my head back. Then out of nowhere Tyler started to sing.

“Round and round the garden went the teddy bear, one step…..two steps…..TICKLE HIM UNDER THERE!”

Tyler and John both went straight for my armpits making me scream and jolt. I knew a tickle was coming but I expected under my knee or across my toes. I pushed their arms away pulled my foot up and lunged at Tyler. I tried again this time on the stomach but he knew what was coming. He grabbed my hands and pulled me towards him. Then put his leg around my body and forced me between the seats and the footwell. I started to panic as I genuinely couldn’t move if I wanted to. Tyler released one of my hands and trapped it with his leg. He then used his free hand to grab my other arm and pull it over my head.

“I told you before don’t touch me. Now you’re going to learn what happens when you don’t listen to me.”

For the final time he took one finger and softly rested it on one of my central ribs.

I giggled and begged him to let me go. Meanwhile thinking to myself that this time was different. Unlike all the times he tickled me before I could have stopped it or got away but not this time. Then he struck, much harder than before digging his one finger right into my rib. I cracked instantaneously, the feelings overwhelming. John joined in every now and again goosing my side but I didn’t care. I could barely feel it compared to Tyler. He was on a mission, he wanted to break me this time and I couldn’t do anything about it.

“Hahahhahaha PLEASE! It’s reALLY BAD!”

Tyler didn’t say another word just continued tickling. The same spot, the same rib. I was lost in ticklish agony. I just remember laughing and laughing. All my limbs trapped and overpowered. The longer the tickling continued the louder my laughter got. The only thing I could move was my neck. Which I ended up waving back and forth hitting my head against the seat in-front for a brief glimpse of relief. All the times before Tyler stopped when I started to get too loud as there were other people around and he didn’t want to draw too much attention. Due to being in a car park late at night there was no one to make him feel uncomfortable, so the tickling continued. Up and down, up and down over the same rib. I was unable to think, I couldn’t string a sentence together. I only remember brief flashes of John staring in wonder as I was forced to endure overwhelming tickle torture. My rib started to hurt, my voice started to break and then I had this panicking feeling rise from my stomach. I needed to make it stop, it was too much I was broken.

“PLEASE IM GOING TO CRY!”

Tyler released me instantly and stopped the tickling. He brought his legs up allowing me to get up from the footwell. I jumped up to the other end of the backseat and curled into the fetal position tears in my eyes giggling.

[gamequeenanya]

Sundrop trying to tickle the Weem~

(A/N: I like the way you think! And I love when people call him Weem! The nickname has breached containment! XD

And I did initially write something longer, but I think we're just here for the tickle scene! Heh. If people show interest, I might share the full plot later!)

...

The encounter had not gone as planned. Sun had shown up, ready to reason with William, but William was not in the mood.

"Sir, you've got to listen! Scott's doing his best and-"

William shot him a glare. "That imbecile has lost me four customers this month! … I can't believe I ever suggested him for Employee of the Month!"

Sun looked confused. "Listen friend!! He doesn't mess up on purpose! His mind is just different!"

William scoffed. "Different? If you call being an imbecile 'different'…" He walked up to the animatronic and examined it curiously. It was a model he'd never seen before. "Tell me, Sun… Who built you?"

"I- T-that's not!" He jumped as William poked his midsection. "Eek! W-what are you doing??"

Looking stunned, William kept poking him in different areas. Sun jumped and squeaked.

"Stahahahahaahap! Eheheheeh! Nahahaa!" He pushed him away. "You know, if you wanted to play, you should have just said so!" He scooped up William and tickled his entire ribcage with his spindly fingers.

"AHAHAAHAHAHAAAHAHAHAHAA! NOHOHOHOOOO! STAHAHAHAHAHAAAHP!! PUHHUHUHHT MEHEHHEE DOHOHOHOOWN!"

Sun giggled. "But if I put you down, wouldn't that be murder?" He chuckled at his own joke, and continued to tickle him, skittering his fingers across his armpits and his hips.

"NAAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAH! YOU VILE CREHEEHEHEHTIN!! AHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAA! I'LL HAVE YOU DISASSEMBLED!!"

Shaking his head, Sun tsked. This time he skittered along his stomach. "Now, that's no way to talk! I think we better try to be more polite, okay??"

"YOHOHOHOHHOOHOHOOHU!!" William screeched. "HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAAA! FIHIHIHIHIHIINE! I'LL BEHEHEEHE NIHIHIHIHICE!!"

"Will you be nice to Scotty?" Sun said, tickling lighter and going higher, up to his ribcage.

"HAHAHAHAHHAAHAHAHHAAH! NOHOHHOHOHOHO!" The tickles got faster. "AHAHAAHA! I MEHEHEHEAN YEHEEHEHEHEHS!!"

Grinning, Sun stopped for a moment and let the man catch his breath.

"Ahahaaa… Whahahahat wahhahaas thahahaaht?" William asked weakly, holding his midsection. "Seriously… W-who mahahahade yohohou?"

Sun just grinned, not answering.

Then he felt a tinge of dread. He should not be here. Moon only sent him back in time because he thought an old employee, Scott, might make a good friend for him. Scott had been really sweet and fun indeed.

But by being here longer, he could mess up the space-time continuum in horrible, horrible ways.

"Uh-" Sun said with a silly spin of his head. "I have to go. See you now!"

And off he went, leaving William confused and breathless.

[iekeejkeek]

hey there (throw a phone tickle at your face)

[theogwrinkledmalefeet]

I love this! He is so hot and so ticklish!

[welshtickleswitch]

This was towards the end of my first session. After some “pleasure” and a lot of foot roasting and oil. I have never laughed so hard in my life. Feathers between the toes is worse than brushes 🫠🫠.

[gamequeenanya]

Tickletober Day 20: Tease

Fandom: Dsaf/Dialtown

A/N: The new Roger DLC got me thinking about him...

Summary: You knew Roger was ticklish, but you never knew teasing got to him so much! Ler!Gingi, Lee!Roger.

...

"So you see, I would always like, tell her the balloons were too big, but she kept blowing them up and I'd brace myself for a pop. You know, and then she'd laugh..."

Roger goes off about his ex-girlfriend. It's kinda sad he's still thinking about her. You know it sometimes takes a long time to get over people, but it feels like Roger isn't really thinking about you right now.

So you decide to poke him.

He jumps.

"Oh! Heh!." He flinches and turns to you. Even though he has an orange phone for a head, you imagine he's blushing. He giggles. "Uh, d-did you need anything?"

"Yeah," you reply. "Uh, not to be rude but... ... well I had two things."

He nods. "What are they?"

"Well, first of all, what did you see in that girl? She seemed unpleasant all around. I think I would have left her by the dumpster on our first date." You chuckle to yourself at the thought. Roger's girlfriend would be fuming mad!

He chuckles.

"W-well, back then I didn't have a very high self esteem. And she was nice at first... just enough to keep you on the hook. You know?"

You nod. Roger continues.

"And one of the first things I remember is that she said she liked my laugh. She called it adorable." His voice takes on a warm tone. You tip your head, curious now. "First she told me jokes, then she started to tickle me, and it was fun. But of course, in the end she just saw me as a pathetic loser..." He sighed, looking down.

"She's the pathetic loser. Throwing away someone like you. Come here." You open your arms, offering a hug.

He looks up and hesitates.

You look back at him, wondering what's up.

Roger giggles nervously.

"I uuh, I just told you my weakness..." He realizes. "Y-you're gonna tickle me!"

You roll your eye.

"Well, I wasn't before. Now, I am!" Grinning, you wiggle your fingers at him. They're green and clawed. That must be extra bad for him, you realize as he flinches away.

"Hahahaha, c-come on!" He whines, with a playful giggle. You can't help laugh with him.

"Heheh! Come here." You say, stepping towards him, continuing to tease him by wiggling your fingers at his sides. He keeps stepping away. You'll get him eventually, you think, not giving up.

Finally, Roger accepts his fate, and you wrap your arms around him. It feels nice, you realize, hugging someone after all these years spent alone. His head seems to relax on your chest. He finds comfort in you probably. Aw, how cute!

You then tickle him. Your claws skittering along his sides and ribs. He laughs and guffaws, pushing at you as he begs for it to stop.

Yet, even though Roger pushes himself away from you, you notice that if you stop, he comes right back. Adorable! You skitter along his tummy and his back, and he laughs again. It's even cuter this time!

So you decide that you'll tickle Roger for quite a bit longer. After all, his laughter sounds happy and joyful. You don't want that to stop.

[tklboi23]

feeling inclined to write a tickle story about some cocky guys in my class who deserve to be tied up and tickled (tortured) until they inevitably cum