Ménage au Tickle Trios?
by Ticklishguy8

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Jeff couldn't believe he was actually answering a Personal Ad from an S&M magazine!

" My God,” he thought, "I'm 30, an accountant, and a gay Republican. We don't DO things like this!" But he just couldn't resist. When he saw the banner 'Looking for 3rd Wheel for Light B&D Session You Will NEVER Forget!' it just drew him right in.

His friends kept telling him that he was living a far too sheltered life that he had to get out and try new things. He was becoming a real prude! Even his on again off again boyfriend Greg said he was getting boring, and if GREG found him boring, he had to be one step away from being dead! So he was going to go through with it, no matter what.

They gave him an address when he e-mailed them. It was out in the country, a large 2-story place that was placed way back in the woods on a remote country road. He pulled up, got out of the car, then turned right around and opened the car door again and started to get right back in when he heard a voice call from the house "Where ya going, good looking? You just got here!"

He turned around and there was a knock down gorgeous blond, about 6'1", 175, had to be in his mid 20's, with a sleek, well-defined swimmers body. It was easy to see it was a swimmers body as he was only wearing jet-black leather brief!

" You're Jeff I take it?" he said, "C'mon in! Bret and I have been looking forward to meeting you all week. He's dying to see his new 'victim'!" he continued, a playful smile dancing across his face.

Jeff's hands were sticky with sweat as he closed the car door and walked up the walkway to the house. He quickly wiped his hands on his pants as the blond put out his hand to greet him, "Great to have you! You ARE spending the night, right?" Jeff was a bit taken aback by this, as he had never met these guys, and here this one was already setting him up as an overnight guest! He tried to ignore the question as he said "Is Bret inside? You know, it's funny but I don't even know your names yet!” "Well, we'll fix THAT right away. I'm Aaron, and this is Bret!" he replied.

Jeff's eyes widened as he saw this 2nd gorgeous hunk approach them as they entered the house. Bret was about 35, 6'3", black hair, and 220 pounds of sheer muscle, with a light coating of curly black hair covering his rock hard chest. He was wearing more than Aaron was; he had on a pair of black leather shorts that came all the way down to the top of his thighs! It was obvious that he knew his way around the weight room!

Bret reached out his massive hand and firmly shook Jeff's. "So glad you decided to come. I promise you'll have a great time. In fact, I guarantee that when you leave tomorrow you'll agree that you never laughed so much in your life!" He then began to almost snicker, and Aaron began to giggle like a little child. Bret shot him a glance, and he immediately composed himself.

" I'm sure you guys can understand that I'm a bit nervous. I've never done anything like this before, and...." Bret immediately interrupted Jeff "You have absolutely nothing to worry about. We will respect your boundaries, and won't do anything that will harm you or leave any kind of marks. That's a solemn promise!” He and Aaron looked very sincere at this point, so Jeff felt he could really trust these guys. "Is there anyone you'd like to call to tell them where you are and what time to expect you home?" Bret asked. "No, I've left word with my roommate, so everything's covered." he replied. "Fine', said Bret, "Then let's get you comfortable and let's learn a little about each other."

At that Jeff was ushered into the living room, a vast room that was well decorated with some of the most ornate and beautiful furniture he'd ever seen. As they prepared to enter the living room, Bret asked Jeff to remove his shoes and socks. "The carpet is light, and shows dirt easily. Also, we want you to be comfortable." he explained. Jeff obliged and slipped off his shoes, and began to enter the room when Bret put his hand gently but firmly on Jeff's shoulder and said, "The socks too. Both Aaron and I go barefoot all the time, and we like our guests to do so, also. It's so much more comfortable.” Jeff hesitated, as he had always been hyper ticklish, especially on his feet, and the thought of going barefoot on this thick pile carpet did not sit well with him. "If you don't mind, I'd really...” he protested, only to have Bret interrupt him, "Please. You're going to be barefoot sooner or later tonight, so it may as well be sooner.”

At that, Aaron bent down, lifted Jeff's right foot, and slipped his sock off his foot as Bret steadied him. As Aaron peeled off Jeff's sock, he allowed his middle finger to glide across his bare sole. Jeff jumped a bit, and he saw Bret give Aaron an approving glance. Aaron repeated the process on his left foot, and this time when Aaron's finger stroked his left bare sole he giggled slightly. Jeff was embarrassed by his girlish reaction, and quickly brought his hand up to his mouth to cover it. "Ticklish?" asked Bret, obviously making more of a statement than asking a question. "Yes, a bit." he answered, blushing slightly, more at his lie than at the statement.

  'A bit'?? Jeff was SUPER ticklish! Always have been, always will be. Even Greg knew about it. God, Jeff could never keep a secret with him. Any time Greg thought Jeff was keeping something from him, all he'd do is start wiggling his fingers in Jeff's direction and Jeff would start giggling like a schoolgirl. After a few seconds of his tickling Jeff's ribs through his shirt he'd spill his guts. God forbid he ever knew that Jeff's ribs and armpits were NOTHING compared to how ticklish he was on his feet, ESPECIALLY his BARE feet! Jeff's cousin had tickled his bare feet once when he was a kid, and Jeff thought he was gonna DIE!

They entered the living room, and Jeff moved across the carpet in the longest strides he could muster, trying his damndest not to expose his naked soles to any more of the carpet than he absolutely had to. He sat on the couch with Aaron next to him and Bret sitting in an armchair opposite them, and they had tea and talked for about an hour.

Bret and Aaron had been lovers for the past two years. Bret worked in advertising and Aaron was his personal assistant. You would never have guessed it by looking at these two! They found it humorous that Jeff was an accountant, saying that he actually LOOKED like one, but in a 'sexy' way, which did soften the blow. This was the 3rd time they were doing a threesome, and assured me that Jeff was the most promising subject yet.

He was starting to feel relaxed with them. In fact, when Aaron reached over and began to unbutton his shirt, he totally dropped his guard and allowed him to do so. In a few moments he had the shirt unbuttoned and out of Jeff's pants, and Bret stood up and slipped it off his shoulders. As he did that, Aaron began to undo Jeff's pants. "No fair for you to have so many cloths on when we're here in our shorts." said Bret, obviously in control of the situation, even though Aaron was doing the work of undressing him.

As more and more of Jeff's body was exposed, Aaron began to caress his neck with his lips, then he began to kiss him on his naked back. Jeff could feel Aaron dropping his shorts as they slid down against Jeff's now bare legs. As he was doing that, Bret stepped up to Jeff and said; "Now it's your turn. I want both my men naked!” He said this as if it was an order, not a request, and Jeff felt compelled to let Aaron slip his briefs down to the floor, and lightly push him forward so that he would step out of them. Jeff was now standing buck naked in front of an equally naked Aaron and a practically naked Bret.

Seeing and feeling the naked skin of these two hot studs was more than Jeff could take. His cock was quickly swelling, and he almost went nuts when he felt Aaron’s tongue begin to caress his neck. Jeff began to giggle, as it tickled, but this only seemed to arouse him even more. Jeff was burning up, and he LOVED it!

" I think he's about ready.” said Bret. "Let's get you both to the 'Play Room'!" He said that almost diabolically, and Jeff felt a shiver as Aaron began to lead him up the stairs. It was now that Jeff noticed that Aaron was just as aroused as he was, his swollen cock actually dripping with pre-cum already! Then they entered 'the Play Room', and Jeff almost passed out!

The 'Play Room' was nothing less than a full-fledged torture chamber, complete with a St. Andrew's Cross and a set of stocks! What made it less foreboding though was that it was missing the torture devices like whips and hot pokers that Jeff expected to see in such a place. Instead it was equipped with a massive assortment of feathers, brushes, fuzzy pipe cleaners, pens, q-tips and other odd equipment for such a place. The only thing Jeff could think of was 'what kind of kinky things are these 2 weirdoes into?'  That night, he was GOING to find out!

 " Were you ever in a Tickle Fight?" Bret asked him, matter-of-factly. "N-no, can't say I have." he stuttered. "Well then, it's about time you were. You'll be surprised how stimulating tickling naked skin while your naked flesh is being tickled can turn you on." Bret continued. With that he pulled 2 heavy wooden chairs out of the corner, and set them up back to back. They had no armrests, but were firm and heavy, and, to Jeff's shock, equipped with restraints on the legs and backs.

" Don't be nervous, dear!" cooed Aaron, "Bret does this to me all the time, and I'm still alive, right?" he asked, as he put Jeff's fingers into his moist, warm mouth. With that Jeff surrendered TOTALLY!

  Bret has each of them kneel on one of the chairs. He then fastened the restraints to their ankles, so that their feet were immobile and their legs spread out. He then fastened the restraints on the back of the chairs to their waists, so that they had their hands totally free, but they couldn't get off the chairs nor could they move around much. Then Bret explained the rules. Aaron and Jeff could tickle each other any place they could reach which, given there restraints, limited them to the upper part of the body. Bret assured Jeff that Aaron was very ticklish, and assumed that he was. Too. Jeff foolishly nodded yes, which made them both smile. Bret then explained that it would be his job to referee the fight, and, if he saw either of them 'slacking', he would 'correct' the situation. He didn't elaborate, and Jeff was afraid to ask him to.

Once they were in position, he counted to 3 and yelled, "GO!” at which point both Aaron and Jeff jumped to the attack.

  Jeff was thrilled to see that Aaron was, in fact, just as ticklish as he was, as he squealed with ticklish laughter as Jeff tickled his ribs, armpits and stomach, quickly learning that Aaron's belly was a definite weakness. Unfortunately for Jeff, his 1st tickle fight taught him that not only were his ribs and pits ticklish, but his tits were, too! In fact, his tits were much MORE ticklish than his pits & ribs, and Aaron was taking full advantage of that! They both squirmed and laughed, and involuntarily began to shout "STHAAHAAP! NHOOHOOHOO!! NOT THEEHEEHEERE!” but it was fun, and, to Jeff's surprise, it WAS turning him on, as his cock quickly began to stand erect.

Suddenly, Bret said "You're not trying hard enough, Aaron!” and he stood behind Aaron and, to Jeff's surprise and glee, began to tickle both of Aaron’s immobilized bare feet! Aaron roared with laughter, screaming "NHOOHOOHOO! Not the FHEEHEEHET! PLHEEHEEHEESE! Not the FHEEHEEHEET!!" but Bret kept up the attack on Aaron's feet for about 10 minutes, and, between Bret tickling his feet, and Jeff tickling his belly and ribs, Aaron was definitely losing it! It looked as if he'd win his 1st Tickle Fight. Then it happened. Bret suddenly stopped tickling Aaron's feet, turned to Jeff and said, "You're turn!” Jeff turned pale at this. "N-noo. Wait. You're not going to tickle MY feet!" he protested, not knowing how he would prevent him, given his position. "No. Not your feet. Not THIS time." Bret replied, that devilish look in his eyes.

Jeff was continuing his tickle attack on Aaron, as he didn't know what else to do. Aaron had stopped fighting, having long since been tickled helpless by the combined foot and belly tickling he was being forced to endure, so it was easy for Jeff to continue attacking his belly and tits, which Jeff had since discovered were one of his weaknesses, too. But then Bret got behind Jeff, and, to his horror, Bret DID begin to tickle HIM now. It wasn't the fact that he WAS tickling him now, as Jeff had expected it. It was WHERE he was tickling him that shocked and terrified him; with his ankles secured, Jeff's legs were separated, and he couldn't bring his thighs together, and Bret began to tickle his exposed and naked balls! Jeff screamed with laughter, as he had NEVER been tickled THERE before. 

He had no idea he would even be ticklish there, never mind the fact that it was as bad as having his feet tickled!  He screamed with laughter, and found himself yelling "STHAAHAAHAAP! NHOOHOOT THEEHEEHEERE! PLHEEHEESE NHOOHOOT THEEHEEHEERE! PLHEEHEEHEEHEESE!!!!" but Bret kept up the attack, and, to Jeff's shock and amazement, his cock was swelling with cum every second of this attack. Having his balls tickled was turning him on like he had never been turned on before!

Aaron had by now composed himself, and began tickle attacking Jeff's tits, which turned him on even more. Then to his shock and dismay, Bret knelt down and, while continuing to tickle Jeff's balls with his left hand, he began to tickle the sole of his left foot with his right! Jeff was now going completely insane from this multiple spot tickling!

They kept this attack going for at least a half hour, at which time Jeff was completely helpless and reduced to a mass of laughing, quivering human jelly. At that point Bret undid Aaron's restraints and, with Aaron taking over the assault on both of Jeff's bare feet, Bret undid Jeff's restraints, then they both carried him into a small room off to the side, tickling his ribs and feet as they carried him.

When they entered the room, Jeff could barely make out that it was a bedroom with a huge bed right in the middle. The bed had more than enough room for two people, and, to his horror, Jeff saw that it had restraints at the head and foot for 2 people, also.

They laid him down on the bed and, as Bret fastened the restraints at the head of the bed to Jeff's wrists, Aaron did the same to his ankles. The restraints were padded so there was no discomfort, but, once they were attached, Jeff wasn't going ANYWHERE!

They had stopped tickling him, and he was starting to get his composure, when Bret asked him "Comfy?” Jeff looked up at him with tear filled eyes and said "Comfy?” You've got to be fucking kidding me! You guys just tickled me practically to DEATH, and you're worried if I'm COMFORTABLE!?! LET ME OUT OF HERE!!" he protest, surprised at the fact that he wasn't really SURE if he really WANTED them to set him free. "Not so fast, my friend." continued Bret, "It doesn’t LOOK as if you want to go anywhere.” and he nodded down toward Jeff's dick, which was standing as erect as a flagpole on a calm summer day. Shit! He was totally turned on by 2 guys tickling him pink. How embarrassing was THAT!

At that point Bret removed his shorts, so now all 3 of them were naked. Aaron then asked "When do we start with him?” at which point Bret answered "WE', with ‘HIM’?” and he then immediately launched a tickle attack on Aaron's sensitive belly. Aaron immediately buckled over with laughter, and it wasn't long until he fell to his knees, and then onto his chest, as Bret pressed the attack.

Once he had Aaron on his belly, Bret immediately straddled his helpless lover, bent his legs backward, crossed his ankles so Aaron's own ankles were locking his own feet in place, with the naked soles facing up right in front of his powerful boyfriend. Aaron, realizing his dilemma, immediately began to beg, "Pleasepleasepleaepleaseplease! Don't tickle my feet! Please don't tickle my BARE FEET! Plheeheese!" but it was too late; Bret's fingers began to explore every inch of Aaron's ticklish bare feet, and in seconds he had Aaron laughing hysterically.

He tickled Aaron's soles, his toes, between his toes, the tops of his feet, but especially concentrated on Aaron's insteps, which appeared to be his weakest spots. Bret concentrated on tickling both of Aaron's feet at the same time, and Jeff could relate to that; nothing had been worse that night than when Aaron had tickled the toes of both of Jeff's feet at the same time. Jeff screamed with laughter when he did that, and completely lost it. Now Aaron was losing it, as he screamed with laughter, his hands grabbing his head, then forming fists and pounding the floor, and then just going limp as his entire body surrendered to the terrible foot tickling he was suffering.

Bret kept tickling poor Aaron's bare feet for at least 45 minutes, as Jeff looked on from his position bound on the bed. Then, to Jeff's horror, Bret turned toward him, never letting up on tickling Aaron's arches, and said, "I hope you're watching, 'cause, once Aaron is tied down to the bed next to you, everything that happens to him will happen to you, too!” Jeff's blood ran ice cold.

Bret finally stopped tickling Aaron's feet. He picked him up as if he were a rag doll and plopped him down on his back on the bed. Aaron had been tickled beyond helplessness, so it was no matter for Bret to secure his wrists and ankles to the bed. It was now that Jeff noticed that Aaron's cock was as erect as his own, and was oozing with pre-cum. Jeff was turned on by this whole thing more than he ever thought he could be.

Bret allowed Aaron a few minutes to get himself together, and then he asked, "Where do we begin tonight? Belly or feet? Belly or feet?” with each word Bret wiggled his fingers in the direction of the part of the body he was threatening to tickle, and Aaron squirmed in horror beneath him. "PLEASE! Don't tickle me any more! PLEASE! I can't STAND it! Tickle him! PLEASE tickle him!" he pleaded, nodding toward Jeff. Jeff began to sweat.

" Oh no, dear. Our guest will get his share, I promised him. But first he has to witness what it's like, and YOU are going to show him what he will have to endure!” With that, Bret began to wiggle his fingers on Aaron’s bare belly. Aaron roared with laughter, and that laughter was compounded tenfold when Bret began to tickle Aaron's balls at the same time he was tickling his belly. "NHOOHOOHOO! STHAAHAAHAAP! PLHEEHEEHEESE! I BHEEHEEG YHOOHOOHOO!" shouted Aaron, to no avail.

Soon Bret stopped, but only long enough to get two feathers, one with a nice soft pointy tip, the other with a wide tip. He proceeded to place the pointy tip into Aaron's belly button and twirl it around, and Aaron shrieked with laughter. Then he took the wide ended feather and proceeded to tickle Aaron's balls with it, and Aaron fell into complete hysterics. Bret kept up this duel attack for over an hour, then he suddenly stopped tickling Aaron's belly button, put down that feather, and began to massage his dick, all the time continuing to tickle his balls with the second feather.

Aaron continued to laugh hysterically, but his breath began to come faster, and his chest began to heave. Bret stopped tickling his balls and began to speed up the pumping of his cock. Within seconds Aaron exploded in the most spectacular orgasm Jeff had ever witnessed. Bret pumped Aaron dry, then washed him with a basin of soapy water and a sponge, then rinsed him and dried his midsection, then stood up to survey his prize. "Now we can get started!" Bret proclaimed. With that Aaron's eyes widened in horror, "NOOOOO! Please! Not THAT! ANYTHING but THAT!!" he pleaded. 'Yes, THAT!" answered Bret, and he walked over to a chest of drawers nearby and took something out. When he came over to the bed Jeff saw what he had gotten. Aaron obviously already knew, as all he was saying was 'nononononono!”

Bret walked down to Aaron's bound feet, and held up what he had removed from the drawer; an electric buffer which was fitted with a brush that had a head of long, soft bristles on it! It was battery operated, so it was no problem to start it up. As the rotating head spun, Aaron could only look on in horror and beg softly "Nonononono, PLEASE, nonononono!" as the twirling bristles began their decent toward the soft, naked sole of his right foot. When the bristles came in contact, there was a long, agonized scream of terrified laughter, then just hysterical laughter as the brush did its work. In the meantime, Bret took the wide tipped feather in his left hand, and resumed tickling poor Aaron's balls.

Jeff was surprised at how much more ticklish Aaron seemed to be now, but then Bret, almost as if he were reading Jeff's mind, explained. "You've never been tickled right after you've orgasmed, have you Jeff? When you orgasm, it heightens all your senses, and you become much more sensitive to things, including touch. Makes you ten times more ticklish than you normally are. Don't worry. It'll make much more sense when it happens to you in an hour or so." With that, Jeff's heart dropped right out of his chest!  

Bret continued torturing Aaron's right foot and balls for the next hour, then changed hands and position and continued his work on Aaron's left foot, never forgetting to tickle Aaron's balls with the feather. Aaron was already fully erect when Bret began working on his left foot, and, by the time Bret finished with the left, Aaron was begging to cum again, and Bret obliged.

This time, though, Bret did not begin tickling Aaron again. Instead, he put the buffer away, walked back to the bed, looked at Jeff and said very softly, "Your turn!” Jeff's heart stopped. "Please, no! I couldn't STAND to be tickled like that. I'd DIE!' he protested. 'Don't worry, Jeff. I'm not going to tickle you like that." assured Bret. "You see gorgeous, I don't know exactly where you're the most ticklish, so with newbies like you, I follow this procedure. I'm going to tickle you from the neck down to the bottoms of you feet, exploring every inch of your naked body, and taking a mental inventory of your most ticklish spots. When I've tickled every inch of you and determined WHERE you're ticklish, I'll test those most ticklish spots with different techniques, feathers, brushes, fingers, etc. When I've determined the best technique on each ticklish spot, THEN I'll begin to REALLY tickle you. Fair enough?” Jeff was petrified. "N-no. Not fair. Please!” but it was too late. Bret began to wiggle his fingers on Jeff's bare neck, and for the next hour he explored every inch of Jeff's naked skin.

True to his word, when he finished finding all of Jeff's ticklish spots, he began to try different techniques on each. After about another hour had expired, Bret announced to his exhausted hysterical prisoner "Well, step 1 and 2 are over. You may be pleased to know that I've determined your most ticklish spot by far is your toes, especially when the toes of both feet are tickled at the same time. Drives you nuts, and your dick confirms that!’ True enough, when Bret reached over and tickled the pads of Jeff's 10 toes with his fingers, Jeff squealed with hysterical laughter, but also felt a surge in his groin; he HAD to come! When Bret stopped tickling his toes and Jeff gained a semblance of composure, he found himself not begging not to be tickled again, but begging Bret to let him cum! "Please Bret, PLEASE let me come! I'll do anything you want. You can tickle my balls all night if you like, just PLEASE, for the love of God, PLEASE let me cum!”

Bret looked at him and smiled. "Remember, YOU asked for it!" he said, and Jeff's heart sank again.

Bret placed his hand over Jeff's member and, after stroking is 2 or 3 times, Jeff orgasmed stronger than Aaron had his 1st time around. He shot cum all over himself and Bret, and Bret kept pumping him until he was bone dry. Just as he had done with Aaron, Bret washed and dried Jeff, then turned to him and said, "Now, to show you how much more ticklish you are right after you've cum!” "NOOO!' screamed Jeff, "Please, don't tickle me any more! PLEASE! If you tickle me again, I'm gonna DIE!” but Bret just smiled at him and said "Remember honey, YOU asked me to let you cum. I've kept my part of the bargain, now it's time for you to keep yours!”

With that said, Bret walked out of the room and returned in a few seconds holding two long, stiff feathers. "I'm now going to tickle your toes, and JUST your toes, until you're ready to come again. And I'm not going to stop until you ARE ready to cum again!” Jeff tried to protest, to scream, but before he could do anything, Bret, holding a feather in each hand, placed the feathers at the base of Jeff's toes on each foot and began sawing the feathers over the base and pads of all 10 toes at once. Jeff was hysterical in seconds. "STHAAHAAHAAP! PLHEEHEESE! NHOOHOOT THEEHEERE! PLEASE, NHOOHOOT THEEHEEHEEHEERE!” Jeff laughed and laughed, and finally found himself pulling all his energy together to scream "HEELP! HEELP MHEEHEEHEE! PLHEEHEESE! I'm bheeheeing THEHEEHEECKED TO DHEEHEETH! Please HEEHEEHEELP!” He had no idea who would come and help him, but he knew he had to try SOMETHING. He was losing his mind. It was then that he realized that his cock was again fully erect. Being tickled was the greatest turn on he had ever experienced, even though Bret was driving him insane!

Bret noticed Jeff's erection, also. He turned to Aaron, continuing his tickling of Jeff's toes, and asked him "Are you 'up', too?” a silly question, as Aaron's dick was as stiff and erect as the Empire State Building! Bret stopped tickling Jeff's toes long enough to remove Aaron's constraints, then he returned to his ticklish prize and started tickling his balls with one of the feathers he was still holding. Jeff laughed maniacally at the ball tickling, but deep down he was thankful to be tickled ANYWHERE other than the toes!

Aaron suddenly appeared straddled over Jeff, and to Jeff's surprise Aaron had his condom encased dick right in front of Jeff's face. Bret then said "O.K. Jeff, if you want me to stop tickling you, you have to give Aaron a blow job while I continue to tickle your balls. If you stop blowing him, even for a minute, I'm gonna go right back to work on your toes, and Aaron is going to work on your tits, with feathers, at the same time. You want to be feather tickled on all 10 toes and both tits all at once?" he threatened.

" NHOOHOOHOO!” screamed Jeff, still having his balls feather tickled. "I'll blhoohoohoo heeeem! I'll BLHOOHOOHOOW HEEHEEHEEM!” With that, Jeff struggled to get his mouth around Aaron's member and, despite the fact that he was still being forced to laugh by the feathering of his balls, he sucked and sucked Aaron's cock until Aaron jerked back and forth in sheer ecstasy.

After Aaron had cum, Bret stopped tickling Jeff's balls. Then Aaron slipped a condom on Jeff, and reciprocated by giving Jeff the best blowjob he ever received. After Jeff came, he was untied, and then both he and Aaron serviced Bret, whose massive cock was about to explode after all his work that night.

Jeff did spend the night, and wound up cumming twice more. He also learned how to tickle a victim's feet with the hands while using the toes to tickle their ribs and pits. It worked great on him when Bret did it to him. Why, even Bret's chest hairs tickled him that time! He also leered tickling techniques, using Aaron as a less than willing but cooperative test subject, thanks to Bret's intervention. He became a true tickle aficionado in one single night of total sexual satisfaction. He was NOT a prude!!

Jeff visited Bret and Aaron more and more, and the ad never again appeared in any more S&M magazines, or anywhere else for that matter. Bret and Aaron had found their '3rd Wheel', and Jeff loved it, too. In fact, Jeff soon moved in with Bret and Aaron, going to work for Bret as his chief accountant in Bret's advertising firm, which Jeff was shocked to learn Bret actually owned! It was great to be a part time tickle slave and tickle master in the same household, and the only downside was that he had to change his political affiliation. Not by choice, of course. Bret had held him down while Aaron feather tickled his toes until he signed the registration form enrolling him as a Democrat, but that was a small price to pay; Jeff had a family now.

A true Ménage au Tickle Trios!