Picture this. You see me laughing like crazy then you know when you hear a record scratch, a camera focuses in on someone’s face in a freeze frame and then you hear the words “You’re probably wondering how I got in this situation…”. Well, let’s recap how I got in this situation. Once again, I wanted to get tickled by a gay man and this time I decided to meet up with a gay couple. They both had held me down, stripped me naked and ended up tickling me all over my body. I mean, these guys worked me over from my armpits, to my torso, my legs, my poor feet and my helpless cock. They were efficient in their tickling, maximizing the ticklish sensations in each of my spots. My cock got hard and they edged me. I mean they teased and titillated my cock and I wanted to cum. I wanted to cum real bad. But they didn’t let me. As a matter of fact, right when I was about to cum, they stopped their edging leaving me on a frustrated level. Don’t you feel bad for me?

Then, to my surprise, they lifted me up off the bed and talked about taking me to another location. What?? Another location? Where were they taking me? I was lifted onto the shoulder of one of the guys, STILL NAKED, and then carried out into the hallway, STILL NAKED, and walked down the hallway and then into another room. I felt completely humiliated as people could have seen me naked in public! Then once I was in another room, I was placed on the coffee table, then surrounded a group of men. They were looking down at me with huge smiles and I realized that their intent was to TICKLE me. I am sure right now you are reading this and thinking, “this poor guy! Why can’t they stop tickle torturing him and let him go?? I hope nothing ticklish happens to him… Do we really want to see him being overwhelmed with tickle torture and potentially see his cum shooting high into the air?” Thank you for those that are thinking this. I appreciate it. I know most of you are thinking this. Right? Right?

Unfortunately for me, these guys in this room had other ideas. I stared up and I saw the couple that I met with and got tickled by and they had these huge smiles on their faces. I could see them talking to the other guys and they all pointed at different places on my naked body as though they were examining a piece of meat. Luckily for me, my cock got soft again because of the sheer surprise of all of this. I hope it stays that way. My limits and desires are STILL in effect.

“Yeah, we really worked him over earlier. I think we are going to win this contest. We brought a straight guy to tickle and tease!” one of my captors said.

“Yeah, he is quite sensitive. We really like his feet. They are fun to play with!” the other captor said.

Then this bald dude looked down at me and had a grin. “So, this is your entry into the contest huh? He looks worn out already. Are you sure he has enough energy left?”

“Yeah he does. And he hasn’t cum yet. Drippy still has a LOT of cum inside him…” my tickler said.

“Drippy?” the bald guy said.

“Yeah, that’s the name we gave him. He has a lot of pre-cum. He was literally dripping it as we tickled and edged his cock earlier. Hahaha” my tickler said.

Ok, now I feel really embarrassed. Now that nickname was being told to everyone. Drippy. This was so embarrassing as now the crowd was looking at my flaccid cock. I could hear some of them saying they could see some traces of pre-cum and that meant I have a lot of cum still inside me, ready to come out. When I heard that, my cock twitched. Dammit.

“Hey! Drippy’s cock likes that idea….” some dude said. “Hey Drippy! I bet you really want to cum don’t you??!!” he laughed and then everyone else let out a laugh.

One of my ticklers then announced, “Yes, Drippy will cum soon. But first, I think it is time for me and my mate to win this contest. We are ready!!”

The bald guy, who apparently was the organizer of this “event”, then reached down and patted my cock. “Oooh, this is a nice cock. Good job on that. I can picture my lips around it…”

My eyes popped open as I heard that. Um, this was getting out of hand as I was NOT going to allow this. I started to get up, but then my original ticklers laid me back down and patted my chest to calm me.

“No, we won’t have any of that. He gave us STRICT limits on what he will let happen. He doesn’t want any oral stimulation, and no penetration in his ass. He also will not touch us. No sex. That’s the agreement and we will respect that. He will let us tickle, tease, edge and milk him, but that is the extent. We have to abide by that.” My tickler said.

I heard the crowd agree to that as they were here for fun, they didn’t want to make this scene go into something horrific. That helped calm me, but my cock was extra flaccid right now. Just that threat got me pretty frozen. I mean, there is a group of about 10 guys in here. I was happy now that they would respect these limits. So, to all of you reading this, I SINCERELY mean these limits. Anyway…

“Well, then what are we all waiting for? Let the tickling begin!!!” the bald guy said. He instructed everyone to take their seats and my two ticklers were still near my body. “Ok, you know the rules, these guys will tickle the living shit out of him and our judges will see how good of a job they do. Remember, we are to give numbers on their effectiveness and his reaction. Drippy is the only straight victim, so let’s see what happens to him. I do hope we see him cum though..hehehehe”

I start to giggle as I feel some pokes in my rib cage and I immediately start to bat away at the hands. It is one of my ticklers and he had this huge shit eating grin on his face. As I tried to bat his hands away, his partner grabbed my wrists and pulled them above my head, exposing my upper body. The tickler then straddled himself on my legs, pressing them on the coffee table, my cock just above his crotch area. My knees and feet were dangling off the edge of the table and I was effectively pinned. What made everything worse was the crowd of men all stood around the coffee table watching all of this. I can’t even begin to tell you how humiliated I feel right now.

“Look at him squirm!” some guy said while pointing and laughing at me.

“Yeah, he seems quite ticklish! Get him good!” another said with glee in his voice.

My tickler now started to knead his fingers into my rib cage and now I was really starting to laugh. I was grunting and begging for them to stop as the tickling got worst. I could see the delight in his eyes as her tickled my poor ribs and had the entire crowd cheering him on. It was giving him energy and I could see his tongue sticking out of his mouth to the side as though he was going to put some real effort into tickling me in front of all these dudes. I felt so embarrassed at this point because I was completely helpless.

“Hey look! His dick is getting hard!” some random guy shouted.

Dammit. He was right. I felt my cock starting to stir as the tickling was intensifying. Now I had all of these guys in here staring at my cock which only seemed to make me harder. I could hear them cheer as my cock twitched in the air and now they were REALLY encouraging the tickler to work me over. I started to buck my hips and kick my legs which only seemed to delight my tormentor.

“Keep bucking those hips! It makes me want to grab your cock even more!” he told me.

I shivered with that threat as the last thing I want right now is to have my cock tickled, teased and edged in front of everyone. Like I really need that kind of attention. I started to plead my case for the tickling to stop because it was getting to me. I could now feel my cock slapping across my belly as my body twitched and then finally he stopped tickling me! I felt shame as I could hear the crowd clapping.

“That was good! But, I don’t know if he is ticklish enough. He wasn’t howling!” the bald guy said.

My tickler gave a cocky smile and face the crowd. “I haven’t gotten his belly yet. But now is a good time as any…” he said.

I gasped as I could feel his hand moved my hard cock to the side, so my navel was completely vulnerable. My cock was throbbing upon his touch and he smiled. Then I felt his finger starting to circle and poke around my belly button and I started to twitch and giggle. He also wrapped a hand around my cock to hold it still and I felt my cock really throbbing right now. That dastardly finger continued to torment my navel and now my feet were kicking wildly. I started to panic as I felt my ankles now being held! I tried to kick my feet, but they were held!

The guy holding my arms saw what was happening and he smiled. “You should hold still. Now you got a bunch of tickle hungry guys holding your feet….”

The tickler tormenting my upper body stopped tickling me and turned around. He saw what was happening and he turned back and looked me in the eye. “Yep, you won’t be moving around so much now. You got some guys near your feet and trust me, they love ticklish feet…” he grinned.

I then felt him give my cock a squeeze, which only made it throb a little. I heard him tell the guys holding my feet to not tickle me, but they can hold onto them and enjoy the sight. Then I felt that evil finger poking into my navel again and felt it also tickling around the outer edges, which got me squirming and trying to twist my body. But with my feet being held, I couldn’t get leverage to effectively twist my body. Damn, this tickles! Now the stroking increased and I was trying to squirm but with my feet and arms held, there wasn’t a lot I could do. I started to plead with these guys to let me go! I’m too ticklish for this, especially after I was suffering in the other room. I could hear the cheers and the taunts and it sent ticklish chills down my spine.

“aww poor straight guy is ticklish! Listen to him squeal like a helpless little girl” a voice said.

“Yeah! I bet he will cum very hard after this is all done!” another voice shouted.

“Make sure he loses ALL of his cum!” yet another voice shouted.

“Hey, look at his soles! Aren’t they nice?” another voice said.

I then felt something touching my left foot and I winced. It didn’t tickle, but it surprised me. Now I felt hands touching my feet! These guys were seriously touching and rubbing my feet! Like they were some prizes that they craved. I could hear them talk about the paleness of my soles and how my toes looked good enough to suck on. I could feel the wiggling each of my toes, with multiple hands wiggling a bunch of my toes. While all of this is happening, I still felt that finger probing and tickling my navel. You know what really sucked? The guy holding my arms now placed my arms to his sides and clamped his strong arms down, trapping my arms. Then I felt his hands tickling my armpits. I hope every one of you reading this is feeling absolutely terrible for me. I have one dude tickling my armpits, I have another dude tickling and teasing all around my belly with one hand, and giving my cock a few squeezes a few times, and a group of men pawing and petting my feet. This is just not right!

“Hey, when is he going to cum?” a voice said.

“Not yet…we got a LOT more tickling to do…” my armpit tickler said as he ran his fingers all over my exposed pits.

Ok, at this point the tickling was overwhelming me again. The sensations ripping through my body via my armpits and belly was driving me absolutely crazy. They resorted to the very light touch which as I have told you before, is VERY effective against me. It somehow makes my cock harder and responsive which I am sure some of you reading this like. Then I let out a squeal as I swore I felt something wet touch the bottom of my foot. It did it again and I am now thinking these guys are sneaking in licks on my feet! The problem was, it was starting to tickle now. “hehehe stop hehehe licking my feet!”

The tickler on my belly stopped what he was doing and looked behind him. He didn’t seem pleased. “Hey! Stop licking his feet!! That’s my job!” he shouted. He then looked at his partner. “Looks like we have to get to his feet right now…”

My eyes popped open as I heard their threat to my feet. He then got up off my legs and my arms were released and they both made their way towards my feet. My ankles were still being held though! Now I could see them chastising the other guys for licking my feet. I was laying there, still trying to recover from the tickle torture happening to me and could hear them discussing my feet.

“Hey! I told you guys to not tickle his feet! You can hold them. You can look at them! But, they belong to US!! “ one of my ticklers yelled.

“Yeah! Come on guys! He is ours! His feet are ours! Now, we have to show you just how to tickle his feet. Hold them still and everyone watch!” the other one said.

I wiggled my toes in fear as I knew some foot tickling was about to happen. I felt them all staring at my soles. They were pointing out my worst spots as the other guys in the room were listening intently. Then I felt a poke in my arch and my foot flinched. Then I felt it again and soon, I felt the fingers running up and down my arch area and I tried to twist my foot away, but the guy holding my ankle held on for dear life.

“Yeah, he has some nice ticklish feet…the best way to tickle them is like this..” the tickler said with a smile.

Now I really started to squirm as I felt his fingers lightly touching the bottom of my foot driving me crazy. Light touches are always the most effective way to tickle my feet as it just sends those feelings throughout my body. I tried to twist my feet away, but I was trapped. Now the fingers did very light touches on my heel and I could have sworn I was squealing like a trapped pig. Having your feet completely helpless is a scary feeling because you know there was nothing you can do to avoid that tickle torture. Then I felt fingers lightly stroking my other sole. Now BOTH feet were being teased and a strong jolt of fear ripped through me when I heard one of them say…

“There is one spot on his foot that will drive him absolutely insane! Wait till you see his reactions when we touch it. When we found it in the other room, we had him all wrapped up so he couldn’t get away!” the tickler said.

I begged these guys to stop tickling my feet! My begging apparently delighted the crowd as they started chanting “TICKLE HIS FEET! TICKLE HIS FEET! TICKLE HIS FEET!”. Do you have any idea how embarrassing this is? Then I looked over and the bald guy was staring right at me.

“Ticklish huh? Yeah too bad you’re straight because you are a cute one…” he said then he knelt down on floor and got next to my head. “They may be tickling your feet right now, but I predict you are way more ticklish on that nice cock of yours. Maybe even your balls…I hope we drain them completely empty.”

My eyes must have popped out of my head because this guy was implying that my poor cock and balls will be tickled! I could see him looking down towards my groin and dammit. My damn cock was twitching in fear. There was no way I would be able to take tickle torture on my balls. Not right now. Dammit, why are they still tickling my feet???

“I think maybe me and you should set something up in the future. You think these guys are tickling you? Wait until I get a hold of you. I would love to tickle you all over. I would torment your entire body. Your feet would be devastated and when I get a hold of that cock of yours, well, let’s just say you are going to lose a lot of cum. My touch will make you extra hard. You are going to cum so hard and I am going to really enjoy tormenting those balls. I can see that already excites you……Drippy. Hehehehe” the bald guy said with a laugh.

My cock was twitching repeatedly as I listened to what this dude wanted to do to my ticklish cock and balls! I then saw him reach over and pat my cock, and rub his fingers lightly over my cockhead. I could tell I must have been dripping a lot of pre-cum because he was rubbing it all over the head. I had ticklish fear in my soul right now and I had this feeling I was going to end up his ticklish victim in the future. Then I started to laugh as I felt fingers now tormenting the balls of my feet. Dammit! These guys were not going to leave my feet alone. I felt hands on both balls of the feet and I just kept trying to pull my feet away. I was also trying to twist my body as this bald guy continued to pat and tease my cock. This was cruel and unusual punishment! I was getting tickle tortured and getting horny at the same time. Damn him!

“Ok fellas, now, here is that spot I told you about!” one guy said. I think felt his fingernail stroking that one spot on my foot that absolutely drives me crazy. I started to try and thrash around, but my feet were trapped and this bald guy kept watching my cock flop around. The feeling of that spot being tickled was really getting me going. The worst part is it was only my left foot they were focusing on. I started to hear cheers coming from the group of guys.

“Look at him thrash!!” one guy shouted.

“That is one hell of a spot! Keep going! Torture him!” another guy shouted.

Really? Torture me? This is just not right. Now everyone was cheering for them to tickle that one spot. Finally they gave me a break and I still tried to pull my feet free. The guys holding my ankles had a firm grip. Then my eyes popped open and now they were going after the spot on the right foot! Man, this REALLY tickled. My toes were wiggling, my soles trying to twist and turn. The guys kept cheering and begging to keep tormenting me. I finally had to start begging for them to stop. This was too much.

“Awww….Drippy is begging for us to stop. Should we?” my tickler asked.

“HELL NO!!!!” the crowd yelled back.

“You hear that Drippy? They want us to keep driving you crazy. I got an idea guys. His feet are really tasty! Hold his feet still so we can enjoy them…” a tickler said.

I wondered what they were going to do next, but when they mentioned “tasty” I had a feeling I knew what they were referring to. Then it happened. I felt something wet sliding up my sole on my right foot. Then I felt something wet sliding up my left foot. Then I felt BOTH feet getting touched. These guys were licking my feet!! I could feel their tongues slathering up and down my soles and it was driving me crazy. There was something about having this done in front of a lot of guys that made it worse. My feet were feeling really sensitive right now and their tongues would also dabble on the bottoms of my toes. Ok, this was getting to be too much. Then I audibly gasped as I felt my big toes going inside mouths and getting sucked.

“Ooooooh! You must like that! Your cock just twitched…” the bald guy said as he was watching my cock.

This made it all the more worse! I was having my feet devoured and this other guy was staring at my twitching cock. I felt so humiliated as I was a toy to all of the guys. The sucking on my toes did feel good though. Each toe was going in and out of mouths and I was so helpless. It also tickled because tongues were sliding between my toe crevices and it just felt like my feet were totally soaked. Now, their tongues were slowly, and I mean SLOWLY licking my soles and I giggled as it did tickle me. It also turned me on and I just knew my dick was crazy hard at this point.

“So good…..” a tickler said. “But, I think it is time we tickle his balls….”

Well, that snapped me out of a pleasurable trance. I started to try to twist and turn my body, trying to get free. I saw the crowd now moving back towards my body and they were looking at me. They all looked at my cock and had those looks in their eyes that they were going to watch one hell of a show. I even felt my ankles get lowered and now I was completely laid down, my cock now standing at full attention. My ticklers positioned themselves at their original positions with one sitting on my thighs and the other had my arms trapped on either side of them.

“Hey, some of you can play with his feet while we tickle these balls if you want…” one of them said.

I then felt my ankles get grabbed and held onto. I could tell it was two other guys and now just picture it. I am on my back on a table. An ankle held by an individual guy, my main tickler sitting on my legs and the other holding my arms. I am completely outstretched and vulnerable. Then I started to groan when I heard…..

“Feather…” a tickler said as he held out his hand like he was a doctor asking for a tool.

“Guess what we are going to do Drippy? You are going to have your feet tickled and I am sure worshipped, he will tickle your balls with this feather and I will edge your wonderful dick. Let’s see how hard you cum….” The other tickler told me.

I literally shuddered at what he said. I am about to be tickle assaulted by 4 guys at the same time? I giggle as I feel some fingers slowly tickling the bottom of my left foot, then I could feel someone kissing the bottom of my right foot. It was weird. It was like a combination of tickles and pleasure. The fingers were slowly tickling my heel and into my arch very lightly, making my foot jerk around and I felt a tongue gliding up my other foot. I could feel all the taste buds on my foot and it did feel nice, but tickly. Then, on my left foot, I could feel the fingers now going after my toes and I started to squirm around. I could barely move, but I was squirming to some degree. It really tickled! Then someone in the crowd pointed out…

“Look at his dick just bounce around! What are you waiting for?! Tickle it!”

My eyes popped open and I saw the tickler with the feather in his hand wave it around and then he lowered it. I watched in horror as I saw the feather slowly dropping down and then….CONTACT!!! The feather slowly slid down the length of my shaft, right there on the underside and it felt like I was hit with electric! Man, this TICKLED! The tendrils were stroking all over my cock and I couldn’t help but laugh and plead for him to not tickle me there! I felt so embarrassed as I saw all the guys surrounding me and smiling as my cock was tickled. The tip of the feather then concentrated right underneath the helmet of my cock on the bottom side, teasing that ridge.

“Look at him ooze that pre-cum! Now you see why we call him Drippy!” the feather tickler laughed.

Now I really felt humiliated. I could hear them chanting “Drippy…Drippy…Drippy…Drippy…” as my cock was feathered. It was throbbing and flying around as I tried to get away. Then the other tickler grabbed my dick at the base by my balls and held my poor cock still. Now the feather could tickle tease me and I couldn’t get away from it. Can you imagine the ticklish horror I was in as the feather stroked up and down the shaft? I was giggling and pleading, but that feather continued to tease me. Then, the feathering of my cock stopped and I thought I was going to have some relief. Boy, I was wrong…

“Tickle his balls!” the bald guy yelled out, obviously enjoying my plight.

Ok. Now, up until now I have told you guys how horrible this tickling feeling felt as I was tickled all over my body. I told you how bad it tickled when they got to my feet. I even described what it felt like as they feather tickled by shaft. But when that feather hit my balls, I absolutely lost it. Now I was begging, pleading and screaming to stop tickling my poor balls. By now you know just how ridiculously ticklish my orbs are. Because the other guy was holding my cock at the base, my balls were completely vulnerable. I felt the tip of the feather slowly, and I mean AGONIZINGLY SLOWLY stroking my sack, circling each ball and just downright tickle destroying me. I could even really twist my body or even buck these guys off of me. I was completely held down and he feather tickled my balls until really felt like crying. I bet some of you are reading this, dreaming of tickling my poor balls but I am begging you to stop thinking about it. It is torture for me. For real. I am really sensitive there and I am begging for mercy. Now the feather was swiping side to side on my balls and I just felt so helpless. All I could do was endure this feeling. My poor ticklish balls….

“Don’t stop tickling his balls! Haha make him suffer!” a voice cried out.

How mean is that? I mean really. How mean is that to tell these guys to keep tickling my balls. Does it amuse you readers that much to know my balls are trapped and going to be tickled for a long time? Do you feel for me now? The sucking of my toes on my right foot was NOT helping either. So here is what’s happening right now. My left foot is being lightly tickled. My right foot is getting worshipped. I could even hear him slurping on my toes. My balls are STILL getting feathered and now, the guy holding my shaft is slowly starting to stroke me. Someone must have dribbled some oil on my cock as it was felt a little slippery and now I am getting stroked. I am trembling now as the sensations felt incredible, but that damn ball tickling was really breaking me down.

“STROKE! STROKE! STROKE! STROKE!” the crowd chanted.

You are probably laughing right now as I am completely getting overwhelmed. That big beefy hand on my sensitive cock was really getting me going and the ball tickling only enhanced the sensations. The juice inside my nuts were boiling and if they continued this torment, I am going to cum. I mean, I am really going to CUM. I could feel the hand sliding up and down my shaft, moving faster and getting tighter. A tight grip is what will do me in (I really need to shut up about that….You folks are taking notes) and when his fist would stroke across the lip of the crown, it only made me more hot. Now I could feel the pangs of an orgasm building. I haven’t cum in weeks so my cock was hungry to shoot a load. My eyes closed as my cock was still getting pumped, by falls feathered and my poor feet getting tickled and sucked on.

“CUM! CUM! CUM!” the crowd was now chanting.

There was no turning back at this point. I was going to cum and there was absolutely nothing I could do about it. The guy edging me knew exactly how to stroke me and I was on the verge of shooting my load. I could still hear some slurping happening as my big toe was inside a warm, wet mouth. Then the feather softly caressed my nut sack one more time and I lost it. I mean, I EXPLODED. Ropes and ropes of hot white jism shot out of me and I felt like it got shot to the moon. I will admit, it felt absolutely incredible. Talk about floating in the clouds after releasing that kind of load. My body trembled feeling the after effects of ejaculating and I was done for. Then I winced as a finger started to touch my REALLY sensitive cockhead.

“Should we polish his apple?” the stroker said.

I heard a sadistic cheer go out and I begged, well, I mumbled to please let me go. Then I went apeshit as I felt a palm rubbing the tip of my cockhead very rapidly, polishing my apple. Let me tell you. Polishing my apple is absolute hell on earth. Please do not do this to me. I will lose my damn mind. These guys were cheering wildly as I was spasming and jerking around as my apple was polished. I have no idea how long it went, but when he was finished, I heard him brag about how much of my cum he has on his hand and they loved how flaccid my cock was after getting the head polished. If you polish my apple, my dick goes soft as though it died. I finally feel the guys get off of me and I just laid there. On the coffee table, completely naked and totally spent. My cock was resting on my stomach, ropes of cum was over my belly because what goes up in the air, must come down right? I was a total mess and out of my mind.

“Let’s give a round of applause for Drippy!!!!” the bald guy announced.

I could hear the cheers and I felt so embarrassed. After a few minutes as they were discussing what happened to me, my original ticklers scooped me up off the coffee table and I could hear them tell the crowd they will drop me off at their individual room as they were done with me for the event. I couldn’t even move as I was exhausted. One of them held my ankles, the other held my upper body. Right before we left, the crowd said “Bye Drippy! Thank you for being a good sport!” and then the bald guy patted my head and winked. He mentioned something about sending me an email, but I was out of it.

Now these guys carried me out in the hallway and now walked down the hall. Keep in mind, I am still naked here and they didn’t seem to care. I was too tired to protest anyway. We made it back to the room I originally met them at, and they carried me in. They then dropped me on the bed and let me rest for a moment. They then sat at the edge of the bed and started to rub my feet. I could hear them saying how much they had with my feet and they thanked me for such a good time and being a good sport. Eventually I got up and slowly put my clothes back on, except for my underwear and socks. For some strange reason, you folks love to keep my underwear and socks as trophies.

“Thanks Drippy! I hope you had fun!” one of them said.

“Yeah, you were totally fun to play with! I think we will win the contest. You did shoot a pretty big load! Now, we get to go back and watch another couple torment a guy. We will let you know who won the contest. Are you going to be ok?” the other said.

I nodded yes and once I was conscious enough to walk, I thanked the guys and made my way out the door. I slowly walked down the hallway and then I heard a noise. I turned around and I saw some dude getting carried into that room, and he was naked already too. I guess it was his turn. Good luck guy, You will need it.

Once I got back home, I rested. I mean I was KNOCKED OUT and woke up pretty late the next day. When I got the time, I checked my email and saw there were two messages. One of them was from the couple and they told me the results of the contest. I came in second place! They said the winner was hyperticklish and he was destroyed. They said I was such a fun ride as I was a straight guy that was willing to get tickled in front of them and even milked. Hey, I guess second place is not too bad. I know I am not hyperticklish, but I give off some good responses I guess. Looking back on that experience, I have to say it was fun. I mean, I was tormented and humiliated (Drippy? Seriously?), but it was fun. The guys respected all my limits and I did provide great entertainment to them. I closed out the email and then went to the other one. It was from the bald guy! The subject line was: “GIVE ME YOUR TICKLISH BODY!” When I read it, he told me he wants a one on one session with me and that he will take me to new ticklish heights. He said he really wanted my feet to play with. I mean, he really wanted to do lots of ticklish things to them and worship. Then he talked about my cock and what he would do to it and my balls. He warned that he will take every last drop of cum out of my balls and then tickle them. He said he wanted to stroke, tickle and edge me until I burst. He even had a surprise for my feet and my cock. He mentioned a milking device.

Now, why on earth did I reply yes?????