I Have a Need, a Desire to Be Tickle Tortured
Well I've been depressed a lot lately; even to the point where I had halfway given up looking for a "tickler" to force me to laugh.
Last week, on Tuesday noon I met Adam, 20, and Justin, 22 through a mutual friend. We had lunch and the 3 of us got to
know each other. Turns out the guys are "tag-team tickle tops" who both get turned on by tickle torturing older guys. It was
amusing because you could never tell by looking at Adam & Justin that they are gay. Adam is 5' 11", 170#, is dark tanned, has
long raven black hair with green eyes. He keeps razor stubble which gives him a very tough, masculine persona. Adam also
has the cool southern accent of a native Floridian, which I find pleasant.
Justin is 5' 9", 140#, ash blonde with highlights and deeply tanned. Of course he's a surfer like me on his days off and both
guys love the beach. Both Adam and Justin work construction and are workout partners at their gym so they stay quite buff.
Anyway we made a date for the 3 of us to meet at the beach this past Saturday morning. It was cool because Adam & Justin
both still wear Speedo bikinis like I always have, even though the trend now is for long, baggy swim shorts, (which I HATE).
WE surfed a little, (not much waves) swam & snorkeled a lot and worked on our tans. Saturday afternoon we had been on
the beach several hours when the guys said: "OK Jon, time to bury you in the sand!"
I hadn't been buried in the sand on the beach in like forever so they dug a big hole and I lay down in it. They had me lay with
my arms at my sides and covered me up to my neck. Then they packed the sand down good with their feet and said: "OK
dude, try to get out." I wiggled and struggled like mad to get out of the sand but because my hands were buried by my sides
the packed sand had me wedged tight. I had to admit: "Guys, I can't move in here!"
Adam & Justin both giggled. "Really, dude? You're not just sayin' that? You're actually trapped in there 'til we dig your ***
out?" I said "YES! Really! I'm totally helpless in here guys, I swear!" "AWESOME!" I heard one of them say as they walked
down out of sight below the huge sand pile packed on top of me. "Now we can do some ****!"
I heard them giggling and digging in the sand down where I couldn't see them. "Hey, Adam, Justin! You dudes aint gonna
leave me stuck here are ya?" I was a bit worried that I couldn't see them, and I wasn't lying. They had me buried good and
deep. I would be there til they dug me out. "NAW, dude we not gonna leave. Just be a few... we almost done." Adam replied.
"What you guys doin' anyway?" I asked from my helpless position. "You find out in a minute, Jon." I heard Justin say.
Right then I felt sand move around my feet. "Hey guys!" I asked nervously. All I could hear was male giggles as I felt more
sand being moved. THEY WERE DIGGING MY FEET OUT!
I gulped as I felt 4 strong hands scoop the last of the sand from around my bare feet and brush off the soles. I actually
hadn't expected this from the guys already. We had just met! I knew exactly what was going to happen, but I had to ask
anyway: "Adam, Justin WASSUP?" I heard them laugh, then Justin said "Dude you KNOW wassup, man! Shawna told us
you were one REALLY ticklish lil' dude so we gonna try you out!" I was already clenching my toes in anticipation. "GUYS!
OK, but please GO EASY! I am way ticklish and I could die from it..." The guys really laughed then. "KOOL!!!" they cried.
"THIS IS GONNA BE FUN!"
Suddenly before I could get another word out Adam & Justin stretched my toes up and dug their big fingers into both feet
bottoms. It had been over 8 months since I had been tickled and my soles were silky soft from all day in the ocean. I
just had time to gasp one breath..."OHHHHHGOODDDHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!"
I tried savagely to clench my toes but the guys were stronger. They held my helpless toes back and relentlessly scratched
and dug my arches. In 2 minutes I was beside myself. All I could move was my head so I shook it back and forth as I
howled in agony. They were good at tickling, and I was trapped forever in the sand. Hysterical forced laughter overtook me,
and I gasped and stretched my neck. Soon blind panic took over as I knew they were only seeing my bare feet. They couldn't
see my tortured face, or see if I could breathe. The old feeling came back. I WAS GOING TO DIE IN THE SAND!
I tried hard to wiggle around but I was completely immobilized. My laughter poured out in howling torrents. I was losing
my breath, BUT THEY WOULDN'T STOP! "HAHAHAHAHAHAHA ADAM!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA JUS!!!HAHAHAHAHAHA!!!
OMG! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAPLEEEEASE!!!HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!" The guys were having a blast
and didn't hear anything but my laughing. Meantime I was getting dizzy, but I couldn't stop laughing...IT TICKLED HORRIBLY!
I could feel it coming. Another minute and my bladder let go. It seemed like gallons of warm pee soaked my speedos in
the sand, and for some odd reason as it always does while I was peeing the tickling wasn't as bad. But in 30 seconds it was
all gone and the fingers on my soles tortured worse than ever. I tried my best to clench my toes, and reflexes do it naturally,
but the guys had strong hands and held my toes back tight. There was absolutely nothing I could do but SCREAM, LAUGH
and CRY, and that's what I did to the max the next 15 or 20 minutes.
Finally I couldn't breathe enough from laughing and started to gag. Those dudes were tickle maniacs for sure. My friend
Shawna, (who also works in physical therapy), told me Adam & Justin were experts at tickle torturing guys to their limit,
and I was seconds away from mine! I was so blind from tears I couldn't see and was all out of breath but still laughing
silently. Everything was starting to go grey and I felt my body spasming from the sensory overload. It was like I was going
out of myself but right then I heard Justin close to my ear: "Ad! He's zonking out dude- wait up!" I was aware the horrible
tickling stopped at long last, but lay there half unconscious while gasping for breath. I could hear the guys with my eyes
closed. Adam crawled up close and said: "Here's water, dude, give him a drink." Justin replied: "Not yet, man he's tryin'
to breathe- he might choke."
They let me pant and gasp for several minutes until I could open my eyes. I must have looked awful. I had been crying
and slinging spit and snot back and forth as I shook my head wildly from their torment, but a weird "drugged out" scene
was happening in my brain & body. It was like I was floating on air even though I was still buried in the sand. Another
few minutes and Justin said: "OK dude he can take the water." Adam handed him the bottle and Justin raised my head
so I could drink. I drank the whole bottle in like 2 seconds. I had a workout! I puffed another minute, then saw Adam &
Justin sitting on the sand watching me. Adam took a beach towel and wiped my face. "Jon, dude! You are the most
awesome ticklish guy we ever saw, man! You were like really dying from it dude!"
"Told ya!" I croaked. "I can't stand to be tickled, but I know its good for me. Are you guys done?"
"Uhh, I guess so man." Said Justin. "It looked like you were gonna pass out from laughing, dude."
"I sure was!" I croaked a bit louder. "I can't control my body when I get tickled. I go completely nuts guys."
Adam giggled "You sure as hell do, man! Your little feets are soft dude, REALLY SOFT for a guy. Its way fun ticklin you!"
I had heard that like a thousand times before. "Yeah people love doin' it." I answered, getting my voice back. "Thing
is I'm laughing and goin' crazy so much they get carried away, and almost kill me with it!"
Justin spoke up "Hey Jon we didn't mean to take it too far dude, are you mad at us?" "Heck no." I replied. "I was glad
to get it, and you guys are good at it! The laughing is very good for me, really."
Adam giggled "Sooo, that means you might let us do it to ya again?" "OH YEAH! It was awesome, guys, fer sher!"
I answered and I wasn't lying. "I actually need it pretty often"
"KOOL!" Adam & Justin answered practically together. "How about TONIGHT?"
Last week, on Tuesday noon I met Adam, 20, and Justin, 22 through a mutual friend. We had lunch and the 3 of us got to
know each other. Turns out the guys are "tag-team tickle tops" who both get turned on by tickle torturing older guys. It was
amusing because you could never tell by looking at Adam & Justin that they are gay. Adam is 5' 11", 170#, is dark tanned, has
long raven black hair with green eyes. He keeps razor stubble which gives him a very tough, masculine persona. Adam also
has the cool southern accent of a native Floridian, which I find pleasant.
Justin is 5' 9", 140#, ash blonde with highlights and deeply tanned. Of course he's a surfer like me on his days off and both
guys love the beach. Both Adam and Justin work construction and are workout partners at their gym so they stay quite buff.
Anyway we made a date for the 3 of us to meet at the beach this past Saturday morning. It was cool because Adam & Justin
both still wear Speedo bikinis like I always have, even though the trend now is for long, baggy swim shorts, (which I HATE).
WE surfed a little, (not much waves) swam & snorkeled a lot and worked on our tans. Saturday afternoon we had been on
the beach several hours when the guys said: "OK Jon, time to bury you in the sand!"
I hadn't been buried in the sand on the beach in like forever so they dug a big hole and I lay down in it. They had me lay with
my arms at my sides and covered me up to my neck. Then they packed the sand down good with their feet and said: "OK
dude, try to get out." I wiggled and struggled like mad to get out of the sand but because my hands were buried by my sides
the packed sand had me wedged tight. I had to admit: "Guys, I can't move in here!"
Adam & Justin both giggled. "Really, dude? You're not just sayin' that? You're actually trapped in there 'til we dig your ***
out?" I said "YES! Really! I'm totally helpless in here guys, I swear!" "AWESOME!" I heard one of them say as they walked
down out of sight below the huge sand pile packed on top of me. "Now we can do some ****!"
I heard them giggling and digging in the sand down where I couldn't see them. "Hey, Adam, Justin! You dudes aint gonna
leave me stuck here are ya?" I was a bit worried that I couldn't see them, and I wasn't lying. They had me buried good and
deep. I would be there til they dug me out. "NAW, dude we not gonna leave. Just be a few... we almost done." Adam replied.
"What you guys doin' anyway?" I asked from my helpless position. "You find out in a minute, Jon." I heard Justin say.
Right then I felt sand move around my feet. "Hey guys!" I asked nervously. All I could hear was male giggles as I felt more
sand being moved. THEY WERE DIGGING MY FEET OUT!
I gulped as I felt 4 strong hands scoop the last of the sand from around my bare feet and brush off the soles. I actually
hadn't expected this from the guys already. We had just met! I knew exactly what was going to happen, but I had to ask
anyway: "Adam, Justin WASSUP?" I heard them laugh, then Justin said "Dude you KNOW wassup, man! Shawna told us
you were one REALLY ticklish lil' dude so we gonna try you out!" I was already clenching my toes in anticipation. "GUYS!
OK, but please GO EASY! I am way ticklish and I could die from it..." The guys really laughed then. "KOOL!!!" they cried.
"THIS IS GONNA BE FUN!"
Suddenly before I could get another word out Adam & Justin stretched my toes up and dug their big fingers into both feet
bottoms. It had been over 8 months since I had been tickled and my soles were silky soft from all day in the ocean. I
just had time to gasp one breath..."OHHHHHGOODDDHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!"
I tried savagely to clench my toes but the guys were stronger. They held my helpless toes back and relentlessly scratched
and dug my arches. In 2 minutes I was beside myself. All I could move was my head so I shook it back and forth as I
howled in agony. They were good at tickling, and I was trapped forever in the sand. Hysterical forced laughter overtook me,
and I gasped and stretched my neck. Soon blind panic took over as I knew they were only seeing my bare feet. They couldn't
see my tortured face, or see if I could breathe. The old feeling came back. I WAS GOING TO DIE IN THE SAND!
I tried hard to wiggle around but I was completely immobilized. My laughter poured out in howling torrents. I was losing
my breath, BUT THEY WOULDN'T STOP! "HAHAHAHAHAHAHA ADAM!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA JUS!!!HAHAHAHAHAHA!!!
OMG! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAPLEEEEASE!!!HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!" The guys were having a blast
and didn't hear anything but my laughing. Meantime I was getting dizzy, but I couldn't stop laughing...IT TICKLED HORRIBLY!
I could feel it coming. Another minute and my bladder let go. It seemed like gallons of warm pee soaked my speedos in
the sand, and for some odd reason as it always does while I was peeing the tickling wasn't as bad. But in 30 seconds it was
all gone and the fingers on my soles tortured worse than ever. I tried my best to clench my toes, and reflexes do it naturally,
but the guys had strong hands and held my toes back tight. There was absolutely nothing I could do but SCREAM, LAUGH
and CRY, and that's what I did to the max the next 15 or 20 minutes.
Finally I couldn't breathe enough from laughing and started to gag. Those dudes were tickle maniacs for sure. My friend
Shawna, (who also works in physical therapy), told me Adam & Justin were experts at tickle torturing guys to their limit,
and I was seconds away from mine! I was so blind from tears I couldn't see and was all out of breath but still laughing
silently. Everything was starting to go grey and I felt my body spasming from the sensory overload. It was like I was going
out of myself but right then I heard Justin close to my ear: "Ad! He's zonking out dude- wait up!" I was aware the horrible
tickling stopped at long last, but lay there half unconscious while gasping for breath. I could hear the guys with my eyes
closed. Adam crawled up close and said: "Here's water, dude, give him a drink." Justin replied: "Not yet, man he's tryin'
to breathe- he might choke."
They let me pant and gasp for several minutes until I could open my eyes. I must have looked awful. I had been crying
and slinging spit and snot back and forth as I shook my head wildly from their torment, but a weird "drugged out" scene
was happening in my brain & body. It was like I was floating on air even though I was still buried in the sand. Another
few minutes and Justin said: "OK dude he can take the water." Adam handed him the bottle and Justin raised my head
so I could drink. I drank the whole bottle in like 2 seconds. I had a workout! I puffed another minute, then saw Adam &
Justin sitting on the sand watching me. Adam took a beach towel and wiped my face. "Jon, dude! You are the most
awesome ticklish guy we ever saw, man! You were like really dying from it dude!"
"Told ya!" I croaked. "I can't stand to be tickled, but I know its good for me. Are you guys done?"
"Uhh, I guess so man." Said Justin. "It looked like you were gonna pass out from laughing, dude."
"I sure was!" I croaked a bit louder. "I can't control my body when I get tickled. I go completely nuts guys."
Adam giggled "You sure as hell do, man! Your little feets are soft dude, REALLY SOFT for a guy. Its way fun ticklin you!"
I had heard that like a thousand times before. "Yeah people love doin' it." I answered, getting my voice back. "Thing
is I'm laughing and goin' crazy so much they get carried away, and almost kill me with it!"
Justin spoke up "Hey Jon we didn't mean to take it too far dude, are you mad at us?" "Heck no." I replied. "I was glad
to get it, and you guys are good at it! The laughing is very good for me, really."
Adam giggled "Sooo, that means you might let us do it to ya again?" "OH YEAH! It was awesome, guys, fer sher!"
I answered and I wasn't lying. "I actually need it pretty often"
"KOOL!" Adam & Justin answered practically together. "How about TONIGHT?"
By:
kulshady
Age:
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