Hot Thug Tickled
by Foot Master

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Mike AKA FootCruiser from youtube has never been ticked by a guy, but he's about to get his first experience ...

Mike is a sexy 27 year old Chicago Boy. He’s one of those cocky types that does whatever he wants, whenever he wants. He has videos on youtube of him shoving his bare feet into the camera and making it look like he’s stomping the viewers face with his feet. His videos are very popular, and he has a lot of fans that adore his beautiful feet, several of them have often wondered if his feet are ticklish. One of these fans thought they’d find out firsthand for themselves. Sean is 21, slim, and dresses in solid black. He’s loved Mike’s feet since the moment he first laid eyes on them in his hot youtube videos. He’s also been fantasizing about tickling and worshiping Mike’s feet for a while.

One day Sean was walking down the street while on vacation in Chicago and he saw Mike standing at the edge of an ally, talking on his cell phone. Sean immediately recognized him and hurried across the street to meet him. Mike hung up his phone just as Sean approached him.

“I know you.” Sean said to Mike as he approached. “You’re FootCruiser on youtube!”

“Oh yeah, that’s me.” Mike said, smiling. “I love your videos, they’re so hot.” Sean said, checking Mike out. Mike was wearing a black T-shirt, baggy grey cargo shorts, a pair of Grey Fila shoes and white no-show socks, he was a sight to behold.

“Thanks dude, glad you like the videos.” Mike said, watching Sean look him up and down. “Oh, uh, I’m Sean by the way.”

Sean said, noticing he was staring annoyingly at Mike’s beautiful body.

“Sup dude, I’m Mike.” Sean smiled and nodded glancing down at Mike’s shoes again.

“Hey, uh, can I see your barefeet?” Sean asked.

“I’ve always wanted to see them in person.” Sean acted as if he was embarrassed to be asking such a thing. “Sure man, no problem.”

Mike said and began bending over to take his shoes off.

“Wait, not here, let’s go into the ally so nobody see’s us.” Sean suggested. “Ok.” Mike shrugged and turned to enter the ally. Sean got a sinister smile on his face and padded his hand on the chloroform soaked rag he had in his pocket. “Yeah, we’ll just go into the ally.” Sean said, following Mike to the back of the ally, against a brick wall. Mike had almost reached the back of the ally when he suddenly felt a rag being forced over his face. He was forced to his knees as Sean held the rag tightly over his mouth. Mike tried to fight Sean off, but he was already too weakened by the chloroform. He felt dizzy for a moment then relaxed. Mike closed his eyes and felt himself being dragged towards a car as he drifted unconscious ...

Mike woke up hours later seated on a table with his ankles tied down and his wrists tied behind his back. He glanced around the small room he was in and saw Sean standing in the corner, lustfully looking at him. “Now, let’s see how ticklish you are Mike.” Sean Sneered as he approached Mike. “Don’t fucking touch me man, I’m serious.” Mike said nervously as Sean laid his hand on Mike’s right leg. “What are you gonna do about it?” Sean said, chuckling and rubbing his hand up and down Mike’s lightly hairy leg. “The first thing we have to do is get these shoes off.” Sean said playfully. He grabbed the heel of Mike’s right Fila shoe and tugged. Mike wears his shoes loose so it came off easily, revealing Mike’s white no-show sock with a black tip on the toes and heel of the sock.

Sean sniffed the inside of Mike’s shoe and put it aside. “Please man, please don’t.” Mike begged as Sean put his fingers on the sole of his sweaty, socked foot. “Oh fuck.” Mike gasped, squeezing his eyes shut as Sean began scraping his index finger from Mike’s heel up to his toes.

“Like that?” Sean asked playfully as he grabbed Mike’s toes with one hand, pushing them back and stretching his sole and tickling wildly with the other hand.

“SHIT!” Mike screamed as he thrashed madly around in his bonds as Sean continued to torture his socked foot. “That tickles, doesn’t it?” Sean said as Mike continued to curse and squirm. “Let’s get this other shoe off.” Sean said as he yanked Mike’s left shoe off. He lifted it up to his nose and stuffed his face inside, smelling the heavenly aroma of Mike’s sweaty foot.

He put the shoe aside with the other one and immediately began tickling both of Mike’s socked feet at once. “Oh shit, p-p-pleeazzzzzzzzzze, stop!!” Mike begged as Sean dug his fingers into the soft spots under his toes and around the balls of his foot. Sean’s fingers wandered around to the top of Mike’s foot and he tickled around his toes and down along the side of his foot. Mike obviously wasn’t very sensitive on the tops of his feet, he only giggled lightly as Sean tickled around his toenails and tops of his ankles. Once Sean had moved down to the edges of Mike’s feet, however, Mike went nuts! “Ah, I found a spot you like.” Sean said as he scrapped his fingers down the side of Mike’s foot, from his pinky toe down to his ankle bone.

“FUCK!” Mike screamed in fits of laughter, squirming wildly around. Sean had to grab Mike’s foot and hold it still while he tickled because he was tugging his foot around so much. Sean fingered around Mike’s right ankle bone, causing him to twitch in discomfort. He ran his finger up along the edge of Mike’s no-show sock, put fingers up under the rim, and began peeling it slowly off. Mike squirmed around. “No, please, don’t take off the socks, please no!” Mike pleaded while Sean ignored him and pulled the sock up off Mike’s heel and up to the ball of his foot.

Sean stopped once Mike’s foot was bare from his arch down to his heel, but he left Mike’s toes covered. “Koochie, Koochie, Koo!” Sean said, imitating a toddler’s voice while running his fingers in circles on the soft, smooth skin of the area just above Mike’s heel. “Fuck.” Mike said while lightly laughing. Mike wiggled his toes and twitched his foot back and forth, trying to escape the tickling sensation. Sean began tickling Mike’s bare arch, digging his index finger deep into Mike’s sensitive skin. “No, no, stop, oh SHIT!” Mike screamed as he began thrashing around and wiggling his toes wildly. Mike’s feet were squirming so much that his sock fell completely off as he wiggled his toes around, completely baring his right foot.

“Hmmmmmm, what do we have here?” Sean said playfully as he grabbed Mike’s big toe and wiggled it back and forth. He bent Mike’s toe backwards and held it still, while with he other hand he tickled the bottom of it and the soft area between his big and second toe. “Mmmm, like that?” Sean said, squeezing Mike’s toes sensually. “Let’s get this other itchy sock off.” Sean said as he began peeling Mike’s left sock off, tickling his sweaty foot with one hand and peeling the sock slowly off with the other.

“Oh fuck man, please, please, stop, I can’t take it.” Mike gasped. “Oh, you can’t take it?” Sean said, an evil grin on his face. “Please man....no, don’t.” Mike said as Sean yanked his sock completely off and used his hand to brush the sock lint off Mike’s soles and around his toes. “Now you’re gonna get it!”

Sean grabbed Mike’s foot, held it still and began mercilessly tickling every inch of his sensitive soles. Mike threw his head back and screamed in laughter, tears began running down his cheeks. “STOP!!” Mike cried as Sean probed the soft spots under and between his toes. Sean reached over to a small table nearby and picked up a feather from the pile he had on the table. He then proceeded to tickle between each of Mike’s toes, pleased to see that Mike was thrashing, begging, and sweating from his tickle torture. “This is fun isn’t it?” Sean said, tickling between the toes of Mike’s left foot. Mike continued laughing and tugging at the handcuffs on his wrists. Sean was having fun, running his fingers down Mike’s arches, along the sides of his feet, up over his ankles, and up his leg to his knees.

Mike was drenched in sweat, his voice was getting weak from laughing and screaming so much. Sean stood in front of Mike’s feet and tickled up and down both of his soles simultaneously. “P-p-p-ppplease, man stop, I’ll do anything, just stop!” Mike begged. “Oh, we haven’t even started yet.” Sean dug his index finger into each of Mike’s arches and continued torturing him. “AAAAAAAAHHHHOOOOFUCK!!!!” Mike screamed.

Twenty minutes later, Sean was still tickling Mike. Mike was out of breath, he was so exhausted he couldn’t even struggle anymore. “Uuhhhhh, please, p-please, stop.” Mike gasped, exhaused. With a final stroke of his fingers up Mike’s arch, Sean stopped. He looked down at Mike as he lay back panting. “Hmmm, these toes look tasty.” Sean said as he swirled his fingers over Mike’s toes. Sean leaned forward and ran his tongue from Mike’s heel to his sweaty toes, tasting the salty sweat of Mike’s right foot. Mike groaned and twitched around slightly as Sean put Mike’s big toe into his mouth.

“Mmmmmmmmmmmm....” Sean moaned while he ran his tongue around Mike’s toenail, sucking his big toe clean. He licked Around Mike’s ankles, up his legs, along his arches, no spot on Mike’s feet was missed by Sean’s tongue. Finally, after licking Mike’s feet for 15 minutes, Sean decided to let Mike go.

As he uncuffed Mike’s wrists and ankles, Mike said how he had actually enjoyed his torture, and would be willing to endure it again. “I knew you’d like it, I just had to get you to participate first, rather you wanted to or not.” Sean said, laughing. “Yeah, it was fun, I’d definitely let you do that to me again.” Mike said, sitting up to put his shoes back on. “Here dude, you can have these.” Mike said as he handed Sean his socks. “A little souvenir.” “Thanks.” Sean said, sniffing them, they smelled great.

Sean continues to talk to Mike (aka FootCruiser) on youtube every so often. At the moment they are planning Mike’s next chance to be tickle tortured …