by Christopher Trevor and Adam H. Dedicated to: Wayne C. (for extra “Ticklish” pointers…)
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“I seriously doubt that Daisy darlin’” the van driver laughed and then leaned down and started tonguing the fuck out of Chuck’s smelly and rancid armpit.
“YAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!” Chuck screamed anew.
“Oh poor Chuck…” Daisy cried pitifully.
A short while later all six men switched spots when it came to tickling their captured groom to be…
The van driver and Sam were now at Chuck’s bare feet. Sam was busily sucking one of Chuck’s big toes as he finger tickled the bottom of his foot while the van driver tickled the bottom and arch of Chuck’s other foot. It seemed that the tickling of Chuck’s arch was sending the groom to be over the edge as his laughter grew louder and more pronounced each time said arch was tickled.
Jack and Victor were tickling Chuck’s armpits, Jack alternating using his fingers and the feather that he had used on Chuck’s huge and pulsing erection. Victor was digging into Daisy’s fiancé’s armpit like he was digging for gold, sending searing ticklish sensations through the guy, making him HEE HAW his laughter crazily…
Chris and Adam took up position at Chuck’s sides and tickle tortured his sides and ribs…
“Man, tickling a guy is great huh?” Chris asked his new buddy.
“Yeah, and we haven’t even gotten to the devices yet…” Adam replied, glancing over at the video camera that he had set up on a tripod. “Or the jar…”
Adam fiendishly thought how the video of Chuck’s tickle torments would be a superb birthday gift for him. Of course Adam would always keep a copy of it where Chuck could never get it, just for insurance purposes of course…
“HAR, HAR, HAR, HAR, HAR, HAR, HAR, HAR, HAR, HAR, HAR, HAR!!!! Sons of bitches, monsters!!!” Chuck laughed loudly. “Daisy, one of ‘em is suckin’ and a sucklin’ my danged big toe!!! “HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!”
“I knows it Chuck; I ain’t blindfolded like you are…” Daisy said and all the men, at her comment, joined in Chuck’s laughter then.
As Chuck laughed and laughed and sweated like mad his cock was throbbing and stalked up between his spread legs. Pre cum and beads of piss emanated from his wide sexy slit.
Looking at her tied down laughing fiancé Daisy suddenly felt her own juices flowing against her bikini bottom. She wondered miserably how the van driver could so such a thing to poor Chuck… At that thought her juices flowed more liberally…
As Chuck’s rock hardness pointed straight up at heaven (or the ceiling of the cabin, which ever you prefer) Jack took that opportunity to tease and tickle the groom’s cock slit. He wedged the tip of the feather into Chuck’s gaping piss hole and twirled the device meanly round and round.
“YAHHHHHHHHH!!!” Chuck screamed, even though the rest of the assembled guys had stopped tickling their captured prey at that point.
“Oh you pervert whoever you are, DOUBLE DRAT and all a that!!” Chuck railed. “HAW, HAW, HAW, HAW, HAW, HAW, HAW, HAW, HAW!!!! I-I’m a so horned up like nobody’s danged business!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! I been a savin’ myself just for Daisy for when we gets married in a few more days!! HA, HA, HA, HA, HA, HA, HA, HA, FUCKING FUCKS ME, but I’m hornier than a cat in heat on a hot summer night!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!”
“Then it sure as all hell is a good thing I brought this jar with me when I decided to join in on this ticklish venture…” Adam said and Jack stopped tickling Chuck’s piss hole.
“WH-what jar? What is Sam hell do you mean fucker?” Chuck garbled, grimacing behind his blindfold as Adam took his cock in hand. “AW GEEZ, Daisy darlin’, one of ‘em perverts has got me by the cock now baby!”
Daisy inwardly seethed as she watched Adam handling her fiancé’s most private body part. Chuck pursed his lips tightly together and tried in vain to fend off the feelings that were boiling inside him, and boiling in his balls as well as Adam began a slow rhythmic stroking on his skin flute. All at once Chuck didn’t need an explanation for the “jar” that Adam had just mentioned, but he listened anyway as Adam explained.
“I got here an empty eight ounce jelly jar Chuck ol’ boy,” Adam laughed, holding Chuck’s pulsing manhood straight out and aimed at the mouth of the jar. “Every time we tickle you to a state of oblivion we’re gonna milk this udder of yours. Lets see how full you can get this jar, hardy, har, har buddy…”
“And yuk, yuk, yuk and yum…” Jack chuckled.
“NO, NO, stop that now!!!” Chuck ranted. “Ticklin’ the livin’ day and night lights outten me is one thing, but milkin’ my danged muscle pipe is a horse of a totally ‘nother color you bastard, whoever the fucks you are!! OHHHRRRRRRRR, fucking fucks fucker, leggo my manhood!!! I been storin’ up my sticky stuff just for Daisy…”
“Horse of another color is right, seeing as your cock is the horse sized,” Adam chuckled as he stroked Chuck’s mammoth sized penis.
“Aw c’mon man, don’t be milkin’ me here like some farm cow…” Chuck gasped, his head raised up off the table momentarily as he panted breathlessly.
But as he prattled on and on there was no denying that the groom to be was about to shoot a load the likes of which he’d never had before…
“And did you know, that most guys, after they cum are even more tickle sensitive somehow?” Jack asked Chuck and squeezed one of his nipples as Victor squeezed the guy’s other nipple, sending chills and thrills through the groom to be. “Yuk, yuk, yuk and yum…”
Adam used Chucks’ slithering pre cum as a lubricant as it oozed from his wide slit and snaked down the sides of his pulsing shaft. The sounds of squishing filled the cabin as Adam expertly stroked Chuck’s cock. Under his blindfold Chuck’s eyes rolled in his head.
“AWWWWWWW man, dang it all, I’m a close now you pervert,” Chuck grunted and then a few seconds later the tied down muscle headed groom let fly with a potent geyser of sperm. “AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!! FUCKING fucks fucker!! Got me creamin’ my danged load here!!”
The groom to be’s cum splashed and jettisoned into the jar, making plopping sounds as it landed within.
“AAAAAAAHHHHHRRR SHIT, crappy thing to do to a groom in waitin’ you asshole!” Chuck panted.
He shuddered in a state of ecstasy mixed with rage as he seemed to cum and cum.
“Damn, you really have been storin’ it up buddy,” Adam chuckled as he went on stroking and milking Chuck’s cock, squeezing every possible drop of his mess out of him as the other guys whooped it up and cheered him on. “If this was a shootin’ gallery you would have won first prize here buddy boy.”
“Yuk, yuk, yuk and yum,” Jack said. “I’ll second that…”
“That was for Daisy on our weddin’ night fool,” Chuck drawled breathlessly then when he was done shooting his load.
“Oh I’m sure you’ll be able to cook up more of your good stuff in those huge balls of yours come your wedding night old man,” Adam chuckled meanly.
As Chuck’s cock went semi flaccid and rested against his spent sweaty balls Daisy looked in envy at the jar that contained her fiancé’s love juices, seething all the more. She thought how if she hadn’t made Chuck wait for their wedding night that potent load of milk could have been hers…should have rightly been hers. Adam screwed the lid on the jar and placed it on a nearby shelf. The way Chuck’s cum slimed down the sides of the jar somehow made Daisy’s own juices slime in her bikini.
“Okay, now warm him up for the box”, the van driver said with authority in his voice as he stepped over to Daisy.
The other five men resumed “tickle duty” on their captive and once more the cabin was filled with the sound of Chuck’s helpless and raucous laughter. As the groom laughed the driver of the van hunkered down next to the tied up Daisy.
“You see that box under the table Daisy darlin’?” the driver asked her. “That mechanical gizmo is the first device up for grabs that we’re a gonna use to tickle that hairy groom of yours all the more. “And I want you narrating for us when we start it on him…or on his big smelly feet I should say, just to be more pre-cise…”
Daisy looked at the van driver in disbelief and then back over at her being tickled, tied down and blindfolded fiancé.
“HAW, HAW, HAW, HAW, HAW, HAW, HAW, HAW, HAW, HAW, HAW, HAW,” Chuck cackled loudly. “Oh Gawd Daisy, whoever that character is was right!! After a poor sap of a guy shoots his load, HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA, he, he’s even more danged ticklish somehow!!!”
Daisy almost jumped from her seat when the van driver tweaked one of her nipples under her still slightly wet bikini top…
“D-Daisy, HAW, HAW, HAW, HAW, HAW, HAW, oh woe is me baby, but I’m really more danged ticklish now somehow…” Chuck panted as the guy’s tickled his armpits, his sides and ribs, his stomach region and of course his bare feet and toes.
“This is a mean thing you guys are a doin’ to poor Chuck,” Daisy said to the van driver as he got to his feet.
“You mean a fun thing Daisy darlin’,” the driver said and stepped back over to the table. “Okay you mugs, it’s time for the “box.”
“WH-WHAT box???” Chuck laughed. “WHAT FUCKING fucked up box??”
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The Box
Chuck lay atop the table sweating and catching his breath as his six captors prepared for the next piece de résistance, namely the next session of tickle torture that the groom to be would endure. As he lay there still tied down tight Jack held the groom’s blindfolded head up under one arm as he fed him a bottle of mineral water. Chuck sipped the cool water down gratefully, his Adam’s apple bobbing sexily in his big neck, his cock almost up at full mast again between his muscular legs. What the groom to be did not know was that Jack had laced the mineral water with a chopped up hundred milligram Viagra pill.
“There ya go ya love sick fool,” Jack said as he fed Chuck the water, glancing over at the tied up groom’s fiancé. “Yuk, yuk, yuk and yum, cain’t have you dehydrating on us now can we?”
“I’ll reckon not,” Chuck said in between sips of water.
Jack kissed Chuck on his cheek as Daisy watched her man being fed the water, her also unaware of the fact that the water contained an aphrodisiac. She felt her juices staining her bikini bottom as she watched Chuck’s helplessness and his hardness twitching upwards. She had to wonder what it was about seeing her fiancé all tied up, blindfolded and being tickle tormented that seemed to be really getting her, her jollies that is…
“Okay boys, its time for the first item up for grabs,” the van driver announced then, reached under Chuck’s table and held up the medium sized wooden box that was under there.
Daisy took in the fact that there were two large round holes cut into one of the sides of the box, while at the other sides were numerous buttons and dials. Somehow she knew that she didn’t need three guesses to know what the inside of the box contained. In blindfolded darkness Chuck heard the sound of a smaller table being sidled up at the foot of the one he was tied to. His cock throbbed and even though he had shot a load he felt even hornier than he’d had before he’d cum. He had to wonder at that. At the same time he felt his bare feet being untied and then his ankles grabbed and held tightly immobilized by Chris and Adam.
“D-Daisy, what are they doing pray tell?” Chuck garbled.
“Yes Daisy, why don’t you tell your handsome beau here just what it is we’re doing?” the van driver asked Daisy snidely, glancing sexily over at the recording video camera.
Daisy fumed as she looked at the van driver and the video camera as it recorded the incriminating evidence.
“They, they’re a settin’ up a small table at your feet Chuck,” Daisy sniveled breathlessly, really looking at her fiancé’s big bare feet for the first time it seemed, really drinking in the sight of them.
For the first time ever all Daisy wanted at that moment was to be all over Chuck’s enormous feet, servicing them with every nuance of her being. She imagined licking the great meaty bottoms of them and she dribbled her juices in her bikini bottom. Her erect nipples pressed against her bikini top. She wondered why oh why she had made Chuck wait till they were getting married. She imagined flicking the tips of her erect nipples over Chuck’s long toes and heat seemed to sluice through her fibers. She was so pumped with jealousy that one of the guys had sucked Chuck’s big penis-like toe. Why was she thinking these things now, of all times, when she should have been thinking of a way to prevent what was about to happen to her poor groom she could not get her arms around.
“And uh, th-there’s some sort of wooden box like device that they gots and they’s a puttin’ that box on the table at your feet,” Daisy went on and felt her throat constrict as a large dollop of pre cum oozed from her fiancé’s hard cock head and slithered down the shaft of it. “The box Chuck, it has two wide round holes in it…and…”
As Daisy spoke to her blindfolded beau Chris and Adam did the honors of sliding Chuck’s big feet into the two holes in the box to just above his ankles. They slid covers around Chuck’s feet and snapped them shut, thus preventing the studly guy from pulling his feet out.
“Oh Geez Daisy, I think they just a slided my big ol’ feet into that box you’re a describin’ there to me baby,” Chuck ranted miserably through clenched teeth. “And lo and fucking behold baby, this here gets worse on a count of I cain’t yank my feet back out… What is this shit???”
“Well, there are uh, all sorts of dials and buttons on the sides of the box that your feet are in Chuck,” Daisy said just as miserably, knowing all too well what was about to happen to her intended’s feet in the box, knowing inwardly that the poor guy knew as well.
“Okay Chucky ol’ Chuckles, it’s your turn to recite a bit for us now,” the van driver said and placed a finger against one of the buttons on the box. “Tell us, just so we know that we’re all on the same page here…ha, just like those high classy New York executives say, just so we’re all on the same page here…tell us what you feel at the bottoms of your big ol’ bare feet in that box that you cain’t rightly see…”
The man spoke sadistically yet comically…
“Oh geez man, this is a shitty way to treat a poor guy who’s about to be takin’ the marriage plunge,” Chuck said sorrowfully as he felt his cock grabbed and twirled. “UHHHHHHHH…I-I think, I reckon, I feel the tops of brushes in that danged box. And fuck me awful but those brush tips, it feels like there are just hundreds of them in that thar box and…and…OH NO!!!!”
In the box Chuck bent his long toes forward and pressed the bottoms of his feet against the brush tips he’d just described. A chill of fear and outright apprehension crawled up the young groom’s legs, starting at his bare and helpless feet.
“Very good Chuck ol’ boy, and those brushes are all hooked up to spindles,” the driver laughed, glancing over at Daisy, then at his buddies and then back down at his tied up captive. “Now tell me buddy, what do spindles do exactly?”
“Fucking fucks fucker, I’m no dumb muscle head that you got tied up here, spindles spin…they spin and they rotate and they whirly whirl and they revolve and… FUCK ME!!” Chuck gasped out miserably. “Oh no, no, no, don’t spin those spindles Mister, whoever the fuck you are…don’t spin those spindles with the brushes on them you guys…whoever you guys are that is…you fuckers, you don’t know what that’ll do to me…”
“Ah but Chuckle my chuckly groom to be, we do know what that’ll do to you,” the driver laughed again. “It will tickle you…it will tickle you…”
That said the van driver pressed a button on the box that Chuck’s feet were encased in… A whirring sound was heard as the spindles with the brushes hooked up to them within the box suddenly came to gyrating life.
“OH NO, OH NO, OH GOD DAISY BABY, oh baby, I-I’m a gonna be off an laughin’ again darlin’, HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!”
Chuck erupted into loud peals of uncontrollable laughter. “But I sure as hell don’t think this is funny at all!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! It’s true baby, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha!!!! There are brushes in that thar box Daisy, and they’s a spinnin’ and spinnin’ and twirly twirlin’ against my poor feets!!! HAR, HAR, HAR, HAR, HAR, HAR, HAR, HAR, HAR, HAR, HAR!!!!!”
“Stop it, stop it, oh please stop ticklin’ him!!” Daisy pleaded as Jack squatted down next to her and tweaked one of her nipples as she watched her fiancé laugh his blindfolded head off.
“Looks to me like your intended is really enjoying himself here eh Daisy baby?” Jack laughed. “Yuk, yuk, yuk and yum baby… Sure as all shit, he’s all stalked up again in the cock and he just shot a load recently. How about that Daisy baby?”
As Jack spoke he squeezed and jiggled Daisy’s nipple through her bikini top, causing her juices to run in her bikini bottom.
“HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!” Chuck laughed heartily and when the van driver turned a dial on the box the spinning brushes increased in speed.
When he turned another dial the spinning brushes seemed to press harder against Chuck’s feet, the bristles of them really digging in. The tickle torture became more maddening with each passing second it seemed.
“D-Daisy, you all gots to do something girl!!” Chuck bellowed. “HAW, HAW, HAW, HAW, HAW, HAW, HAW, HAW, HAW, HAW, HAW!!! They, they’s a gonna kill me with ticklish laughter here!!”
“Sorry to say Chuck but your pretty fiancé is a tad tied up at the moment,” Adam giggled and squeezed one of Chuck’s erect nipples, loving the rubbery hardness of it between his fingertips.
As Chuck laughed and ranted at whoever the fucking fuck it was tweaking his jutted up nipple to leave his damned tit alone still more pre cum oozed from his towering and erect cock.
“AHHHHHHHHHH, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha!!! Chuck chortled. “Dang it all Daisy, I’m a feelin’ all hot and nasty in the cock and balls area!! And that amazes me sweetie pie, seein’ as I was made to shoot my load so recently and all. I swear to you, I’m a feelin’ as if I was duped into eatin’ a danged Viagra or somethin’ thar of…”
The six men laughed meanly at Chuck’s summation of his erect situation…
“Oh Chuck, I’m sorry, I’m a so sorry…” Daisy cried.
“AHHHHHHHH, HA, HA, HA, HA, HA, HA, HA, HA, HA, HA, HA, WHOOOO!!!” was all Chuck could say at that point as the brushes tickled his feet faster yet.
When the spinning brushes connected with his wide arches Chuck saw bright lights and flashing stars behind his blindfold… His feet seemed to spasm inside the box and as they trembled the box shook a bit atop the table, so powerful were the tickled guy’s gyrations.
After a good half hour of non stop tickle torture with his feet trapped in the box Chuck’s six captors decided to move the “Beth rowed” young man into a new position atop the table…although his feet remained locked in the box as he laughed and laughed and laughed…
Chris and Adam hoisted Chuck’s muscular legs upward by his shapely calves as the driver of the van and Sam held the box balanced around the tied down guy’s feet.
“WH-WHAT are you jokers up to now???” Chuck managed to say in his heavy Southern accent. “HAH, HAH, HAH, HAH, HAH, HAH, HAH, HAH, HAH, HAH!!!! Oh my lord of lords!!!”
When the box was aimed directly upwards and at the ceiling Jack and Victor tied a goodly amount of rope around it. They then tossed the slack of the rope upwards and around a ceiling beam. Jack yuk, yuk, yukked and yummed as he climbed up on a ladder and tied the slack of the rope tightly around the ceiling beam, thus keeping chuck’s legs pointed upward as a result, the box on his feet and the poor young groom to be laughing his fool head off.
“Speed it up a tad more while you’re up there buddy,” the van driver called out loudly to Jack, wanting to be heard over Chuck’s incessant laughter.
“HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!” Chuck cackled. “NO, NO, NO, NO, those danged brushes are a spinnin’ fast enough you he devil!!”
Jack laughed and pressed a button on the box. Chuck suddenly screamed louder yet and chortled his head off. Sweat poured down his blindfolded face and his naked muscular body glistened with it under the binding ropes…
Daisy saw the way the men were looking hungrily at her groom’s now exposed and gaping raunchy rosebud of an asshole.
“Oh no, you wouldn’t, you guy’s wouldn’t…” Daisy panted, trying desperately now to get herself untied.
She watched as the guys all reached into a cardboard box and helped themselves to electric toothbrushes and long stiff goose feathers.
“HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!” Chuck laughed crazily. “WH-WHAT do you mean they wouldn’t Daisy girl? HAHAHAHAHAHAHA, HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA what in the lord’s tarnation are they up to now pray tell???”
Chris and Adam took up position at Chuck’s sides, right by his erect nipples and ribs…
Jack and Victor positioned themselves by the prized area, namely Chuck’s exposed and gaping asshole. The van driver and Sam did the honors of grabbing Chuck’s succulent ass cheeks and spread the walls of them as far apart as possible, thus really putting the groom’s shit chute on display.
The sound of four electric whirring toothbrushes abruptly came to life…
Chuck lifted his head off the table, looked around in blindfolded darkness and smiled insanely behind his eye covering as he laughed.
“OH MY GAWD,” the groom to be bellowed in between laughing. “Daisy girl, I don’t need me no three guesses here to know what that sound is! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! I do brush my teeth everyday after all. OH NO, NO, please Daisy, do something baby! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! Don’t let them be a ticklin’ me with electric toothbrushes to…HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! Bad enough what they’s done to my poor stinkin’ feet in that box they got’s ‘em in… HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!”
“Chuck, I cain’t do nothin’ baby,” Daisy cried out pitifully. “They got’s me tied too tight to this danged chair…”
“OH MY LORD Daisy, but, they are a gonna tickle me now with electric toothbrushes!!” Chuck called out, trying to make her know something she already knew it seemed. “HAR, HAR, HAR, HAR, HAR, HAR, HAR, HAR, HAR, HAR, HAR, HAR, oh dang, and this whole seenario just ain’t fair Daisy darlin’ not fair at all I say!! HAW, HAW, HAW, HAW, HAW, HAW, HAW!!!!!”
Holding up his goose feather Jack trilled, “Tell him Daisy girl…”
“It ain’t just electric toothbrushes they’s gonna use on you Chuck, they also got’s long stiffy lookin’ goose feathers in hand…” Daisy said and Chuck responded by laughing harder yet, his feet spasming like mad in the box…
“Like I said you bastards, this sure is a shitty thing to do to a poor groom to be,” Chuck managed to say before he hew hawed his laughter again…
The groom lay there on the table with his ass now exposed and laughed uncontrollably, trying to brace himself for the new sadistic comedy to come…
“Okay guys, and we’re off…” the van driver said as he held Chuck’s asshole exposed and ready for tickling…
Daisy watched helplessly…
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The Electric Toothbrushes and Goose Feathers…
Chris and Adam pressed the whirling bristles of their electric toothbrushes against Chuck’s erect nipples, alternating moving them against his ribs and sides. When they weren’t tickling him with the toothbrushes they used the tips of the goose feathers on his nipples, strummed them around his huge male cleavage and then teased his sides and ribs with them. Then it was back to the toothbrushes again… As the van driver and Sam held the tied down man’s ass cheeks wide apart Jack and Victor did the honors of tickling his shit chute and ass walls with their electric toothbrushes.
“YAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!” Chuck screamed shrilly, his head arched back. “FUCKING FUCKED UP FUCKING FUCKERS, DAISY girl, they, they’s a ticklin’ my stank hole and my tits here!!! OH MY POOR STANK HOLE, OH DAISY, how mortifyin’ is this I ask… HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!”
As Chuck laughed he jiggled his raised feet in their box prison as the brushes within it spun and spun, tickling the tar out of his feet… As Jack and Victor tickled Chuck’s asshole the poor guy farted a few times, really smelling up the cabin.
“AAAARRRRRRHHHHHHH, HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!” Chuck laughed, his bearded face now sopped in sweat and all harried looking at this point.
Like Chris and Adam were doing alternating between their electric toothbrushes and the goose feathers, the guys at Chuck’s gaping and on display asshole did the same. Every time they slid the tips of their feathers into his crack he thought he would literally fly off the table. Good thing he was tied down eh?
“If you boys don’t stop a ticklin’ him he’ll die there on that table,” Daisy pleaded miserably. “You boys will make a widow outa me a-fore I’m a hitched…”
“Oh Daisy dear, I don’t think you realize just how very strong your fiancé here really is,” the van driver laughed and pressed his fingers against Chuck’s ass cheek harder as he held it wide open. “Why do you think I decided on tickling the groom to be rather than the bride to be?”
Daisy’s eyes opened wide in real terror as she imagined herself laying there tied up being tickle tortured rather than her poor fiancé as he laughed his head off…
Chris and Adam held their spinning toothbrushes against the very tips of Chuck’s nipples as Jack yuk, yuk, yukked and yummed as he slid his whirling toothbrush inside the groom’s most private crevice. As his most inner sanctum was tickle fucked and his nipples were buzz-cooked Chuck clenched his teeth and made a sound like “RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR” in between his constant bouts of uncontrollable laughter. Chris and Adam then ran their electric toothbrushes up and down Chuck’s raised legs, reaching upward for his thighs as well and back down again. Then they did the same with their goose feathers and again with the toothbrushes. All the while the other guys tickle tormented his asshole while the box that his feet were in tickled him with the spindled spinning brushes… Anyone nearby the cabin or passing it down by the road would have heard the sound of insane and nearly maniacal laughter of a young man being tickle tortured…a young man who was being given his first pre-wedding present…
“YAAAAARRRRRHHHHHH, HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!” Chuck roared in laughter now as both his nipples and his asshole were tickle tortured at the same time with the electric toothbrushes, all the while he squiggled his feet helplessly in the raised box. “I’m, I’m a beggin’ you guys now, oh for fucks sake, HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA, pl-please stop a ticklin’ me!! Whoever the hell you guys are… I CAN’T TAKE ANYMORE…”
As Chuck pleaded and laughed he was filled with a sense of woe as he felt Jack’s toothbrush buried deep in his asshole. It seemed to be making the fillings in his teeth vibrate as Jack worked the brush in further and further. As Daisy watched Jack wedging his toothbrush in Chuck’s asshole she wondered (fleetingly) that if it had been her being tickle tortured if he would have done the same to her poor asshole. Her pussy oozed her female wetness at her (fleeting) thought. Chuck’s sense of woe was heightened even more-so when he heard the van driver say, “Chuck ol’ laughing man, this is only the warm-up…” Chuck’s blindfolded eyes rolled in his head in utter disbelief and Daisy also could not believe what she’d just heard. How much more could her poor fiancé take when it came to being tickle tortured?
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Tickling The Groom’s Armpits
After what seemed like an eternity of tickle torture the six guys finally stopped. They turned off their electric toothbrushes and stopped feather tickling the trapped young man. When Jack extracted his toothbrush from Chuck’s hole the groom to be felt a sense of relief mixed with loneliness in his most private bodily crevice. He managed to hold a fart in check as the van driver and Sam lowered his feet back to the table before extracting them from the box they’d been in all that while. When Chuck’s feet were again visible and tied to the table legs Daisy again felt that panging in her heart (and other places) at the sight of her fiancé’s huge tootsies. At the moment they were sort of red hued. She surmised that was from all the brushes contained in that box having been used to tickle them with all that time. But his feet, my God, Chuck’s feet Daisy thought and swooned. Until this happened she had never given a second thought to Chuck’s feet. Okay, granted she did, like most girlfriends did, buy him socks all the time, but didn’t all girls and wives do that for their men? There was some kind of old fashioned tradition in that. She had even talked her groom to be into purchasing a pair of sheer black silk socks to go with his tuxedo for the day of their wedding, Chuck calling them prissy socks when he saw them. But his love for Daisy overrode his feelings of prissiness and he agreed to wear the silky stinkers the day of their wedding. Daisy also complained, like most women did when her boyfriend’s feet tended to smell real potent and ripe after having been encased in his socks and sneakers or shoes all day. It seemed that whenever Chuck came to her house after a hard day’s work he always took his shoes off before relaxing. His socked feet always had a pungent odor. When Daisy would point this out to the guy he said he didn’t (or pretended not to) notice the smell whatsoever, grinning though as he said it. But except for these usual things she never gave Chuck’s huge feet a thought. Now though, now, looking at them all tied up and slightly reddened from having endured being brush tickled in that box she found herself once more totally aroused. At the moment however, she had more pressing issues to deal with, namely, how to convince the guys who had captured them to release her boyfriend and stop tickling the shit out of him.
“Get him some more water, cool him down a bit,” the van driver said. “Let him catch his breath before we get to the next round…”
“The next round?” Chuck garbled. “TARNATION man, don’t you think you’ve done enough to me?”
“Like I said Chuckles, we’re just warming up here…” the driver replied meanly.
Chuck tried to think who it was that always called him that, “Chuckles…” But being in the predicament he was in at that moment he could not think all that coherently. He felt a bottle tip pressed to his trembling lips. Gratefully, but foolishly at the same time he sipped down the cool mineral water. He scoffed it down thinking only of slaking his thirst, not knowing that like earlier when he drank the water it was laced with a crushed up Viagra tablet. As he drank and drank his cock seemed to stalk up all the more between his legs…
“His armpits are up for grabs next Daisy girl,” Jack said softly to the tied up bride to be. “Yuk, yuk, yuk and yum, but we are gonna toothbrush the shit out of his smelly pits…”
“You boys are monsters, that’s what you all are, monsters,” Daisy said to Jack as he rubbed her pussy through her bikini.
“You’re all wet and soggy here Daisy, looks to me like you’re really enjoyin’ the show,” Jack teased her and glanced over at her beau as he finished drinking the Viagra laced water. “Yuk, yuk, yuk and yum…”
“You keep your hands offen me…” Daisy sneered.
When Chuck was done drinking the water his cock stood up straighter than earlier. Laying there tied down the way he was with his cock sticking straight up and totally erect made for a real nice pretty picture Daisy thought, but quickly pushed the thought away. She couldn’t help herself though as she stared at her fiancé’s stalked up cock as it dribbled beads of piss and big juicy dollops of pre cum…
“Aw dang Daisy, I-I gets the feelin’ I been tricked here when it comes to that thar water baby,” Chuck grunted throatily.
“Wh-what do you mean Chuck?” Daisy asked, watching as Adam stepped over to the shelf where the “jar” was.
“I-I’m a realizin’ here that each time I drank that water I got all a tingly in the cock and my balls started a churnin’ baby,” Chuck drawled, sounding like a man on balanced perilously on the edge of a sexual precipice. “Just like right now baby, baby. Right after I drank that thar danged water I started a feelin’ real sleazy and ornery in the crotch. I-I thinks I been givin’ some kind of aphrodeesiac Daisy… I mean, you ain’t blindfolded like me darlin’. Just look how my piece of meaty pride is all a stacked up like. I doubt I got that way just from a bein’ tickle tortured you know?”
All six of Chuck’s captors laughed softly as Daisy said, “I know Chuck, I know…”
A few scant seconds later Chuck grunted loudly and his breath caught in his throat as Adam took his cock again in hand…
“AWWWWWWWWW…” Chuck panted as the stroking began again.
“Coming up, part two of filling the jar with your good stuff buddy,” Adam laughed as he held Chuck’s manhood straight out and aimed at the mouth of the open jar.
“FUCKER man, dang,” Chuck seethed and arched his head back as he felt Victor and the van driver squeezing his nipples, twisting them while Chris kissed the bottom of one of his feet, Sam kissed the other and all the while Adam slowly stroked the tied down groom’s cock.
Chuck’s pre cum again made for a very slimy lubricant as Adam did the deed…
“Yuk, yuk, yuk and yum huh Daisy baby?” Jack teased the bride as he tweaked one of her nipples. “By the time this here event is over that jar will be chock filled with yer fiancé’s sperm.”
Daisy’s eyes filled with tears of rage as she watched Adam jacking her fiancé’s huge tube, the van driver and Victor squeezing his nipples and Chris and Sam kissing the bottoms of his equally huge feet. Chuck’s tied feet swayed a bit each time they were kissed. Daisy surmised that he seemed to like that. She swore to herself that if they managed to get out of this mess she would kiss her future husband’s feet all the time, no matter how funky they smelled…
“AAWWWWWWHHHH fucking fuckers, I’m a gonna shoot my damned load of sticky juices again here…” Chuck gurgled as his head straightened back out atop the table. “All a you teasin’ and a workin’ me over the way you are this is just too danged much now and, and…OHHHHRRRRRR FFFFUUUUCCCCCKKKKK!!! S-SORRY Daisy baby!!”
Chuck squirmed in his bondage yet again as Adam held his spewing cock aimed at the open jar. Chuck’s mess plopped and slopped into the jar, adding to what he’d deposited in there earlier…
The six guys cheered him on, whooped it up and the cabin was filled with the sounds of utter delight. Daisy’s river ran in her bikini bottom…
“Okay Daisy baby, now that he’s cum again you can bet your dowry, if you gots one that is, that now he’s even MORE ticklish and sensiteeve,” Jack teased the bride as he got to his feet. “Yuk, yuk, yuk and yum baby, baby…”
“Oh no, no, y’all cain’t tickle poor Chuck again…” Daisy pleaded.
“T-tickle me some more?” Chuck prattled breathlessly as the last remnants of his mess were spewed as Adam emptied his balls. “OH DANG IT ALL DAISY… Is that what I thinks I heard???”
A few ball busting moments later the six men were standing at Chuck’s sides, right by his very exposed armpits, three of them on either side of him. The way they had Chuck tied to the table with his muscular arms pulled back and over his head, his wrists cinched together and tied off to one of the table legs made the groom’s bushy and sweaty armpits the all-time perfect target for what they had in mind next.
“Okay you guys, lets get our groom to be here laughing again,” Chuck heard the van driver say and then the sound of six electric toothbrushes whirring to spinning life once more filled the cabin.
“OOOOOHHHHH NO, NO, Daisy girl, I’m in a heap a trouble here I thinks baby…” Chuck managed to say but then he was off and laughing his head off yet again. “HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!! OH NO, NO, not my pits too you guys!!!”
“Good dental hygiene is most important Chuck ol’ Chuckles,” the van driver said and whirled his electric toothbrush around and against the side of one of the laughing man’s armpits, sending ticklish chills through him.
“HAH, HAH, HAH, HAH, HAH, HAH, HAH, HAH, HAH, HAH, HAH!!!!!” Chuck cackled hyena-like.
He balled his tied up hands into a big fist and yanked and pulled at the ropes, trying desperately to pull free as he laughed.
“Good dental hygiene my raunchy asshole,” Chuck prattled angrily. “Nothin’ about dental hygiene here, HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!”
As they strummed and plunked their electric toothbrushes in and around the groom’s bushy armpits the six men also took turns squeezing his jutted up nipples. Every time they squeezed his nipples it seemed to make his hardening cock twitch in the wind.
“HAR, HAR, HAR, HAR, HAR, HAR, HAR, HAR, HAR,HAR, HAR, HAR!!!!” Chuck screamed.
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