#tickle ns/fw

[cutiechaser]

Look at you, completely bound and utterly at my mercy. The anticipation radiates off you, and it's intoxicating — knowing you’re completely helpless, totally vulnerable, entirely under my control. Fingertips glide over your sensitive skin, drawing soft gasps and nervous laughter from you. It’s a symphony of submission, and I can’t get enough. Each gentle stroke teases at your sides and down your abdomen, eliciting that perfect mix of giggles and desperate whimpers. I lean in closer, my breath hot against your ear as I murmur, “You’re mine to play with, my pretty little toy.” As I tease you, my fingers dance down your body, and I find my way to the sweetest spots including right where your chiseled abs meet your hips. Your laughter fills the air, but it’s becoming something more primal. Your squirming is a tantalizing sight, showing just how responsive you are to my touch. I dip lower, my fingers ghosting over your shaft, delivering cheeky little tickles that send shockwaves of pleasure and torment straight through you. Your breath hitches, and you can’t help but let out needy moans as I edge you with my every touch, playing with the fine line between ecstasy and that sweet, sweet frustration of impending release. “Don’t cum, sweet pet,” I command, and with each pass of my fingers, I skillfully draw out your pleasure, knowing just how to keep you on that delicate edge. I relish the way your body tenses, the way your hips instinctively thrust towards my hand, desperate for contact, longing for the relief I’m keeping just out of reach. Every chuckle and gasp fuels my desire to push you further, to tease you until you’re a trembling, pleading mess beneath me. I lean in, planting hot, possessive kisses along your neck and collarbone, each one leaving a mark — a dark undeniable hickey — a potent reminder of who owns you. You can feel the heat radiating between us, and the delicious mix of pleasure and teasing keeps you hanging on my every command. When your body betrays you, writhing helplessly as I coax those mewls of pleasure from your lips, I chuckle softly against your skin. I love this control, this power I hold as I tickle you into submission and toy with your arousal. My fingertips dance back to your sensitive shaft, the teasing tickles drawing out even more desperate gasps, your body responding to every flutter and tease. “Please,” you’ll beg, voice breathy and filled with yearning, “I can’t take it anymore.” But I only smile wider, enjoying your torment, reveling in the symphony of want that brews between us. You squirm under my delicate onslaught, each tickling caress igniting another round of laughter and gasps, and I seize every moment, angling my mouth to capture yours in a heated kiss. Our breaths blend together, a mix of your sweet desperation and my teasing dominance. I want to taste your moans, to absorb the sounds of your need as I trail kisses further down, capturing your whimpers against my lips. “Don’t cum, let’s see how long you can last,” I murmur, my fingers giving one last teasing stroke along your shaft before I switch back to those ticklish spots that make you squirm. It’s a game of endurance, and I know just how to draw out the tension until you’re desperate to explode. With each cycle of teasing and edging, I watch you closely, savoring the sight of your body taut with need, pushed right to the precipice — and I love knowing I’m in control of your every gasp and moan. I’ll keep you hovering on that edge, ensnared in a world of pleasure and torment until the moment you’re quaking, begging for sweet release. As you spiral closer to that blissful climax, I’ll pull you back, tickling you mercilessly, making you fight against your ties just to gain that precious, tantalizing relief. The way you writhe beneath my touch drives me wild, and I’ll coax you even closer, fingers dancing over your most sensitive spots, treating you like the deliciously needy sex toy you are.

Finally, when I decide you’ve earned it, I’ll shatter that tension with a force that leaves you gasping and trembling, unaware of your own orgasm until it’s coursing through you, cum painting your body and my hand. My lips will crash against yours, heated and hurried, as the waves of pleasure wash over us.

[crowafteryourtoes]

need to tickle someone's ribs with a bullet vibe in them like a piano till neither of us tell the difference between their giggles or moans

[jasterwrites]

M/M catboy gets wrecked by lovesick idiot

catboy, overstim, tickling, crying, size difference, tail, cat ears

Lil smutty snippet that probably won't find a home, so enjoy

He was so pretty, Leon thought, staring at Tam. It was everything about him, really. He was slight and delicate and his pale skin always had the faintest flush … and then there were the ears. The most perfect little cat ears perched on his head, twitching in the breeze, cocked forward to where their friend was laughing in the water. Tam was grinning with his pretty lips at something Ana was yelling, but Leon could only stare at those ears.

Ticklish. The word entered his mind without any forewarning, and suddenly he was consumed, absolutely consumed—were Tam’s ears ticklish?

“Hey, Tam,” he said.

Tam’s pretty eyes, wide and blue and long-lashed, flicked to him. “Hm?”

“Your—” Leon gestured to his ears. “Are they ticklish?”

“Ticklish?” Tam blinked. “I—I don’t know.”

Leon grinned. “You don’t? Let’s find out!” And before Tam could slip away, he had reached over and put his fingers on those cute ears, rubbing them gently. Tam let out a high-pitched shriek, and Leon laughed. “They are!” He kept rubbing at them, and Tam went absolutely limp, collapsing on the grass—Leon clambered up and kept at it, laughing at Tam’s distress—he was gasping, hands pushing vaguely at Leon, whimpering a bit—

Oh. And he was hard, hips jerking frantically upwards.

Leon stilled abruptly, re-evaluating Tam. His eyes were wide and helpless and teary, staring up at Leon’s face, his lips parted, drool sliding down the corner of his mouth. His perpetual blush had spread down his entire face. He was trembling, ears flicking madly under Leon’s hands.

“Ah—” Leon said, embarrassment and arousal surging through him. “I didn’t—”

Ana was screaming with laughter in the lake. “You stupid fuck! Look what you did! You’d better take responsibility, Leon!”

Take responsibility. Tam was so cute and perfect and tiny beneath him. Experimentally, Leon rubbed his thumb over the tip of an ear. Tam shivered with his whole body, opened his pretty mouth, and keened.

“I’ll just go, then,” shouted Ana. “Come find me when you’ve seen to him.”

“Do you need to be seen to?” Leo murmured to Tam. Tam’s eyes were overflowing, fat tears rolling down his overwrought face. “I guess you do.”

He flung his leg over Tam’s waist, straddling him, and began to grind down into his stomach. Tam, mouth open in a silent cry, met him immediately, hips fucking up and up. Leo returned to his ministrations of Tam’s ears, running his fingertips along the edges, dragging his nails up the back, firmly pinching the tips and tugging. That sent Tam wild, and the grove echoed with high-pitched sobbing keens as Tam thrashed between Leon’s legs.

“So pretty,” crooned Leon, looking at his lovely sopping face. “You’re so pretty, Tam, I should do this to you all the time.” He leaned in and gently bit the tip of an ear. Tam came, crying and shuddering under him.

“What a lovely, pretty boy,” Leon whispered, hot breath across his ear, making him whimper. Pressing himself against Tam, he rutted hard against his stomach. He was so slight under him, just getting off against him he was rocking his little body … if he tried to fuck him, he might just break in half. He bit Tam’s ear again and Tam gave a little choked-off cry, and that did it for Leon: he came all over Tam’s stomach and rucked-up shirt.

Dragging his hands through Tam’s hair, he licked his salty, flushed cheek, and pulled back. Tam’s pupils were huge and his expression dazed. His mouth hung open, cute little tongue poking out. Leon dipped in and kissed it. “Well?” he asked. “Are you seen to?

“Uh-huh,” Tam managed.

Commission me!

[toadallytickles]

hng- so getting gang tickled casually on the couch while you’re high and vulnerable.. 👌😩💦 and the Lers are a lot bigger and stronger than you like I had no chance 😫💦‼️omg it happened twice just this past weekend and it was so so awful and flustering ‼️ I keep replaying it in my head because it’s been a dream of mine to have comfortable relationships where tickling just casually happens~ and it was SO MEAN yet so fun. Honestly the highlight of my weekend LOL and a lot happened!!

then perhaps I found the confidence to ask 3 of my Ler friends to gang tickle me in our bondage setup and yeah whatever ….. it was so embarrassing like ew 😖💕 but really really happy it happened eeee!!

And then Clay and I had a solo session the last night, I was very high and he got me really bad.. but I think I had my first nipple orgasms (yes plural!!) like h oly fuck my nipples were so sensitive that night and he wouldn’t leave them alone.. I just had the strangest overwhelming feeling from my chest multiple times, like I had no idea what was happening, it was very intense. Waking up the next morning and on the drive home my nipples tingled the whole time-! Ug h 🥵 never experienced that before!! :)

Perfect tickly weekend 💕

[shorthorny-boytoy]

I love/hate questions like "are you ticklish?" "Does that tickle?" "Did you cum?" Like

Fuckin obviously??!?!? You SEE what you're doing/did jerk

[nymphogrrrl]

Just in case y'all forgot what I look like

[puppy-slut-pound]

Eel transfur tickle

[furaffinity post/link]

[masopuppie]

i wnt to be edged forever

[transexyswitch]

One of my favorite things is seeing videos of very intense tickling. Like straight up tickle torture. The lee is bound tight, but practically vibrating with how much they're trying to squirm. They're no longer laughing but screaming with a raw voice. Tear are streaming down their beet red face. It looks so torturous you almost feel bad for them...

But when the ler pauses the tickling, gives the lee a short break, the lee takes a few breaths and has a bright, genuine smile on their face. They banter with the ler and you can tell they're genuinely having fun. It's just very intense, torturous fun

[tickleepuppy]

Someone should touture my boycunt till I'm all light and fuzzy in the head

[urlilsibling2]

broke 100 followers!! will be posting something special to celebrate! >:3

[calypsoschasm]

my sides are cold, warm them up with your fingers by rabidly scribbling them over my ribs and scrunching at my hips?🥺

[ticklish-pupboy]

Intro

♡ hi I'm archie! ~ I'm trans masc and use he/him pronouns only

♡ I'm gay, monogamous and taken

Kink List

✩ tickling

✩ being d0minated

✩ voice kink

✩ 0ral fixation/puppy play

✩ praise + light degradation

✩ 3dging ( although I'm terrible at it :3 )

Boundaries

DNI :- detrans, heavy cnc, minors, general dni

I'm happy to chat and receive teases through DMs but I won't become your sub. I don't send pics or follow JOI

I am NOT interested in any form of detrans kink so please don't try to involve me in it.

[shorthorny-boytoy]

Boy tummy and boy tits, how we feeling today ?

[daddyslilpissbaby]

Someone send dirty things you want to do to my boypussy 🥵🥵🥵 send asks or dm 🖤🖤🖤

[prettyboyth1ng]

hi i think as a nerdy and ticklish little boything i can totally be used as stress relief by a group of trans hunks.

you could just ask me to talk about some known subject or special interest of mine while i’m on someone’s lap. see how long i can go before i notice their arms around my waist and fingers spidering up my sides, and try to keep my composure until they dig in and i can’t help but start laughing and wiggling. you can even have your friends make fun of how ticklish i am, comment on how much i’m enjoying the attention from a bunch of other men, or try to motivate me to keep talking through it like a good boy.

i totally won’t get a hard on from all the wriggling and embarrassment, i swear. ignore the wet spot on my boxers.