Not A Tickle Fight, A Tickle Massacre

{This is not a Mature Story. Enjoy)

Some of the most ticklish moments in my life, involve my cousin Derek. Most of what I learned about tickling, I learned from him. I was reminded to write this story after his last visit. I hadn't seen Derek in a while, so naturally, I wanted to catch up. We were hanging out in my basement, watching Tv

He and I had talked for while. When we ran out of things to catch up on, we started to recall the past. I hadn't forgotten the times Derek use to visit, when I was younger. Most of the time, his visits all ended the same way, with me screaming uncle over and over, or agreeing to doing crazy things to make him stop tickling.

I remembered each of his visits vividly, but he insisted on going through each one in detail anyway. He reminded me of these "Tickle Hugs" He use to have. Derek was always bigger and stronger than me. If he chose to, he could immobilize me with a simple hug. I remember that once I was trapped, his arms were inescapable. Once he captured me, he'd tangle my arms up in a vine, open me up, and tease to his heart's content.

He went on.......... "Or how about the time". ...... He put my arms behind my back countless times, leaving me subject to his ticklish probing. "Or the times when" ........ He tested countless tickle games out on me, tickle twister, tickle tag, the list goes on and on.

We continued talking, and he kept repeating "yeah I use to get you really good," and I would respond "yeah, those days are over though." Derek stared at me with a grin on his face. It was chilling.

I kept thinking to myself, that there was no way he would try that on me now. For goodness sakes I'm in my 20's. I'm still terribly ticklish, but I thought I could hold him off this time. I thought that athleticism would save me. Turns out, it just wishful thinking.

I already knew what he was thinking, so I left the couch and started up the stairs. Before I could get to the first step, I felt Derek's hand wrap around my ankle. He clipped my legs quickly, and had me on the floor.

"AGgH!" I yelled out as Derek stood up, and walked over towards me. After all these years, he was still able to throw me around like a rag doll, I couldn't believe what was happening.

When I was younger, Derek liked to toy with me first, and that's exactly what he did. He poked, and squeezed at my stomach, until I found myself backed into a corner. I was trapped, and I began giggling nervously before he even started.

Then he begun wearing me down methodically. He started on my stomach, ribs and sides. I tried grabbing and swatting his hands, but they were to quick, and never stayed in one place for long. Each time I moved my arms to cover, Derek's fingers had already found another opening. He blitzed me into confusion. As I laughed, my knees gave out, and I slid down the wall until I hit the carpet floor.

This wasn't at all how I saw this playing out in my head, lol.

Derek kept me pinned against the wall in a sitting position, squeezing his hands into every opening. I couldn't get up because his weight pinned my front. Imagine trying to push a pro line backer off of you, and being tickled at the same time. It's just impossible.

When I tried standing, my socks gave way, slipping and sliding against the carpet floor. I couldn't get any traction, and I just couldn't find my footing. As I Struggled with my cousin, my energy slowly drained. First a smile, and then the laughter started, I couldn't hold it anymore.

"STop ManHAahA! STOPhahAAhaaa! SERiouslY!! I'MmNot Kidding SOTpHAIiTHAT! You're NOT Doing ThiS AGaINNhaHAhahahAAAHAa!" I yelled.

Every time I reached my arm out to push him away, Derek made me regret it. He grabbed my wrist, straightened my arm, and curled his fingers under my armpits. I went berserk, squirming so wildly that I hit my back against the wall several times. It took everything in me not to curl into a ball, and look like a kid.

I was quickly turning into a laughing mess. I gathered my strength, and gave one last push to try and get my cousin off me. He moved to the side, and used my own weight against me. Derek yanked me down to the floor on my belly and sat on my hands. He pulled my shirt up over my head so I couldn't see. Then, I felt his fingers diddling over my bare torso.

I yelped, slamming my legs in aggravation.

I was in panic stricken laughter after he plucked my ribs, squeezed to my sides, and tickled my back. I lost the feeling in my hands after Derek sat on them for a few minutes. I felt his weight lift up for a quick second, he was moving further down, towards my feet. He used one hand to keep me pinned down.

This was my one chance. As soon as I felt him lift up I tried to escape. I got half way to my feet, before he dragged me down again, and sat on my ankles. His back was facing me, the worst tickling was about to start.

He ran his index fingers up my socked feet one time, before peeled them off. He flicked a few fingers up and down my bare soles slowly, trying to provoke me.

His pace quickly intensified, and Derek began raking his nails up and down my sole. He moved from the instep of my foot, to my arch, to my heel. It was slow, but it was insanely ticklish. My toes jittered around after every tickle. He was tormenting every nerve.

I quickly became hysterical, spilling out gales of laughter and pounding my fists on the carpet. Though I was laughing hard, I managed to squirm my way onto my back. I felt the tickling stop for a split second, and I used the chance to sit up, and punch Derek in the side. I called myself getting payback, but it didn't do anything but annoy him.

"Wrong move buddy, you're in trouble now," said Derek smiling. Suddenly, I felt the tickling on my soles escalate. It got much faster, and harder.

I screamed breathlessly, and I gave all my effort to escape, but I couldn't do a thing. After a while I was to weak to even try. I just had to lay there helplessly, until he decided that I had enough. The whole time I felt Derek's fingers on my soles, going up and down, up and down. I didn't have the energy to tap out, so I pulled the back of Derek's shirt feebly, I gave up. He ignored it, and continued on for a while.

He did finally let me go. Derek stood up and pushed my face down "lovingly." As he went upstairs he said, "see kid, some things never change...Haha."

Well, he was right about that.

Ticklishguy777 Ticklishguy777
22-25, M
9 Responses Sep 18, 2012

Growing up i had THREE older cousins who loved to do this to me. One time when i was like 14, I slept over their house. We spent the night in the basement. Watching tv, playing video games and such. I remember wearing a tank top and shorts. We started having a tournament in a football video game. I beat all three of them and started saying how unbeatable I was. The oldest of the three said "we should knock him off his pedestal" I figured he was talking about the game. So I was like let's go I've been beating you all night. So he said " bout three of us against you" I said thing I know all 3 are on top of me. The oldest rolled me over until i was laying on top of him and he held my arms in a full Nelson and he scissor locked my legs with his. Then the other two started tickling me...One tickling my underarms and ribs and the other on my barefeet. Now, my feet are sickly ticklish. I mean if my et itch and I scratch it I can actually make myself's sick. Anyway...I was a screaming, laughing mess. They tickled me for about 20 minutes. I actually couldn't even make a sound anymore. They just stopped and let me go. I was just laying there, breathing heavy and coughing like I ran 42 miles. They just laughed at me. The next morning as I was leaving, my middle cousin said to me "hey next week, if u want, we are having a sleepover with friends from school, if I wanted to join it would be cool...more for a football tournament." My older cousin said " should come...gonna be like 11 of us...u make 12..easier for the tournament and maybe some more laughs" with that they both started tickling me into the couch. I flipped over the couch and bolted out of there as if my life depended on it which in this did lol.

Haha, wow what a thorough tickling they gave you. Cousins are sadistic ticklers.

Yeah they r. Especially I guess if your like me...insanely ticklish which by your story you are too lol

You're ADORABLE ;)

Your descriptions of your tickling are awesome! Love your stories!

Thanks, glad you like them :)

I will tell you they are quite exciting and inspirational.

Hmm inspirational? As in they inspire you to go out and give someone a good tickle? Or Vice Versa?

I do all the tickling around here baby. I meant inspirational in a very hot and sexy way. Your stories light my tickle fire!

Ah I see..haha, well any inspiration is good. Glad to hear it

Yes I would love to have you tied up nice and tight on my bed right now and find out just how ticklish those soles of yours are.

Oh jeeze lol ...I cant imagine how tickly that would feel. My toes are flexing a little

Not as much as they would be when I ran my feather all over your helpless bare soles!

ha, im twitching already...Im pretty ticklish there

I love boys who have feather ticklish soles! How sexy!

Thanks :)

No thank you, your hot descriptions of your foot tickling are extremely hot!

Lol oh yeah? They usually get very thorough torturous tickling\'s....sometimes whether I want it or not

I really love it that your soles are that ticklish and would give them, the most merciless tickle torture they\'ve ever had! I love it even more when you don\'t want it!

Lol as do a lot of ppl. Sometimes it makes it a little more fun if the person doesn\'t want it, but you can still make them laugh hard.

I have always loved the idea of taking a tickle victim by force and tickling their feet against their will. You have no idea how hot that thought is to me!!!

Lol hey, I don\'t wana keep filling up this section. If you wana talk more feel free to send me a msg.

Inbox I mean

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you should sneak into his room while he's sleeping and smash his shins with a baseball bat and says he'll get the same any time he ever does that to you again. my brother used to treat me this way as a kid and it gave me ptsd (post-traumatic stress disorder). it was extremely painful and i still have the occasional nightmare.

Nice story. Thanks for sharing!

Np, glad you liked it.

Just imagine you are 40 years old and people still do
this to you!
Happens to me fairly often, but with 2 or more people, and
I think I'm gonna die from it. Worse than it was when I was a

Wow, still happens even now? Wild, lol

That's an awesome story.

Thanks, nice user name btw.

Thank you :)

Great story! Did you ever get revenge?

No, lol. I cant say i haven't tried though.

nice story :)