New Years With Blake: Part 3
by AussiePup

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Me Again,

Marco De Sciera, A little re-cap of my previous adventures was;

New Years with Blake 1; taking care of a drunken passed out surfer on new years and giving his feet the time of their life

New Years With Blake 2; Surfer boy Blake from the first story is now my boyfriend and we both went on holidays where we gave ticklish virgin cowboy stud Kurt a two on one orgy of delight.

I guess by now your used to me being in control of the situation, but things have changed a little in the last few months, my hot boyfriend Blake is your typical blonde haired tanned surfer and I, Marco, am a half Australian half Italian Uni student studying Law. Where as I am a lot bulkier with broad shoulders large biceps and have abs that pop out of Blake are more slender, his muscles stretch and are longer, sort of like a swimmer. I'm dark and manly while Blake is Light and still looks like a teen.

Anyway, this story as I was saying has a bit of a switch in power, you see it was the day before my nineteenth birthday, I’d decided to have the celebrations then because Blake said he wanted to spend the actual day with me. We were living together under the guise of "best friends" and we were just returning from the party and were both exhausted.

I took off my clothes and flopped onto the bed and lay on my chest almost dead with exhaustion, as I lay with my eyes closed I could hear Blake shuffling around the room removing his clothes before he finally flopped on top of me.

"Hope you had a good night hot stuff" Blake wrapped his arms around me and we snuggled
"I did, it was fun, especially that little bare foot that kept popping up in my lap under the table"
"haha I thought that might be a nice birthday present, what could you love more than my foot"
"haha it was fun watching you try not to laugh"

"Yeah your fingers know how to work over a foot, well my foot anyway, but oh man when you hit my toes with that ice cube out of your drink that sent me crazy"

"It made my night, hey Blake?'
"Yeah?"
"Do that thing to me"
Blake began to kiss the back of my neck, grinding his hips into mine as he lay on top of me and with his fingers he began to stroke and tickle my nipples, I grinded my hips into the bed letting the material of the mattress stroke my cock, this was one of my favorite things to have done to me and a perfect way to end the night. We fucked and then fell asleep.

The next day Blake woke me up; I opened my eyes and found his feet on my chest while he sat down between my spread legs
"Morning beautiful, I have your present in the lounge room" taking me by the hand he led me into the darkened lounge room, all the curtains were drawn and in the middle of room sat an odd table with holes in it everywhere. "Happy birthday Marco" Blake kissed me.

"haha what is it?" I asked
"well there’s more to it, Kurt!" then out of the kitchen came my beautiful cow boy Kurt, still young fresh and innocent looking as hot as ever, bare foot dressed only in cropped at the knees jeans he looks marvelously tanned and handsome. He walked up smiling and wrapped his arms around the both of us giving us a pretend dry hump we all laughed and he kissed my cheek. "happy birthday Marco"

"now will one of you tell me about this table?"
"even better" giggled Kurt "we'll show you"

I was led to the table and lay face down. I found there was a hole for my face, like a massage table. "I hope you like it, Kurt helped me build it" said Blake. My cock, which was stiff with the morning fit through another hole and around my chest, was another hole so my nipples were exposed. My feet fit into padded grooves at the foot of the table and were fitted with stock like restraints that closed over my ankles and my wrists fit into identical grooves at the head of the table with the same restraints. I felt belts get strapped across my back and I found myself stuck flat to the table. then it began.

Blake and Kurt went to work on my body, Blake lay underneath the table tickling my nipples and stretching his leg up between his arms to put his toes in my mouth, Kurt lay on top of me straddling my waist laying flat on top of me nuzzling into my neck while his fingers danced around my pits, now that I wasn't expecting.

being tickled from both directions and having toes in my mouth and kissing going on around my neck I didn't know whether to laugh or moan in pleasure, never the less I began to giggle uncontrollably, I was never the tickle, this felt so wrong and new to me. I'd always been the one tying Blake’s arms and ankles, tickling him into the early hours of the morning, I never thought about what it might be like to be on the other end of that. TORTURE.

I spat out Blake’s foot in panic and began to struggle to get out, "NO PLEASE STOP LET ME OUT LET ME OUT"

Blake then got out from under the table and walked somewhere further into the apartment, where was he going. I was writhing against the restraints but even if I got out Kurt and his powerful torso were straddling my waits, his fingers were really going for it in my pits, I could hear him giggling with delight, and then he stopped. the weight from my waist lifted, he must have been standing. a bit of shuffling around and I saw his cropped denim shorts drop to the ground. sitting back down on my waist again, but this time facing my feet he began to deliciously tickle my butt cheeks, and even though I giggled and gurgled like a baby I can't say I didn't enjoy it.

Then I saw Blake’s beautiful tanned feet appear at the end of the table, but he was joined by more feet, four more pairs. What the fuck was going on. Blake began to talk "okay guys his body is a free for all, his nipples and feet are sensitive spots, I think he might like special attention to those areas, first its going to be ten minuets of tickling, then we'll get into the hotter more......pleasurable stuff. But his ass is off limits, I'm the only one who gets to fuck that …well boys get to work"

An African looking guy with a magnificent ebony body slipped under the table and immediately without even introducing himself began to titillate my nipples and chest, a small punkish looking blonde boy with a bright shock of bleached blonde hair slipped under the table crawled right past the African man tickling my nipples and went down to wear my rock hard cock and balls were hanging down. feeling so fucking exposed I tried to get a look at what he was doing, he began to tickle the length of my shaft with one finger up and down, he's alternate that with teasing the big mushroom head with his other hand while tickling my big balls with the other. "AHAHA FUCKING HELL BLAKE!" another young emo looking boy with a big jet black fringe swept across his forehead peeped under the table waved at me with a devilish smile and then darted down the other end of the table, I felt his fingers begin to scratch my arches " oh no, oh no you don’t, oh no you don’t not there...oh no oh no OHHHHHHHHH NNNNNNAAAAAAAAAAHHH HAHAHA AW CMON MAN!"

So to recap so far: Kurt was at my waist tickling my butt cheeks, African was tickling my nipples, Blondie was driving my cock insane, emo was driving my feet and toes crazy and that leaves Blake and one other other guy. he bent down under the table and he was a beautiful brunette, he looked like he played football, he had these stunning green eyes. so then he went down the end of the table and shared a foot with emo. Blake hopped on the table and asked to swap with Kurt so he had my ass and Kurt had my pits again.

I began to cry through my gales of laughter, tears dripping onto the African, he only tickled harder. emo and footballer were now using paddle brushes to go up and down my soles with one hand while their fingers were like spiders torturing my toes with the other hand. Kurt and Blake were now using feathers on my pits and butt and I was going crazy.

"okay boys, pleasure time, we use our mouths only!"

African propped himself up and kissed my mouth deeply then moved to my nipples, Blondie began to take in deep long gulps of my cock in his mouth, I was seriously losing control, emo and footballer were lapping up my feet, sucking on toes nibbling on arches. Kurt all but buried himself in my neck and pits his tongue taking long slow licks of the hairs sprouting in there, and Blake was sending me into orgasmic shivers by licking my butt cheeks up and down, into my hole and out, spreading my cheeks apart to rim me.

"fuck this. Oh my god..." the feeling of tongues on every sensitive part of me was amazing, my nipples, neck, arm pits, butt and butt hole, feet and toes, cock and balls.

They began to get more intense, the licking got harder, I’m sure emo and footballer were jerking each other off. Blondie turned around and began to poke his ass up towards my cock, eventually I was fucking him, and he was pumping up and down up and down. African stretched his torso out so his cock was under blonde’s face that managed to suck on his long black dick while fucking my dick. African continued to tickle my nipples, which I found as he began to be pleasured he tickled my nipples in a more pleasurable to way as well.

Blake began to fuck me holding nothing back, I heard Kurt clamber on top of him and begin to fuck Blake while still managing to lean over and tickle my pits, emo and footballer left my feet and began to alternate licking my cock when ever Blondie would come down off it, Blondie eventually stopped and all three lapped up my soaking cock with their tongues, African then moved to my feet and began to lick the toes but tickle the soles, I was in a hellish type of heaven.

It got to breaking point I could feel everything going harder and faster suddenly I felt dripping on my feet, African had cum on my toes. I heard Kurt yell and groan as he exploded inside of Blake, I then exploded all over Blondie emo and footballer who all in turn blew on each other as they jerked each other off, then finally Blake came inside my now loose as loose ass.

I felt the restraints loosened and I was lifted. weak and exhausted I was carried by many strong arms into the bedroom where they lay me down. one by one they all flopped onto the bed on top of me, like a litter of puppies we slept in one naked pile.

I looked around at my harem of hot boys. I had an African dozing on my shoulder, a cow boy laying on top of me with his head at my chest, an emo spooning a Blondie and my favorite a surfer called Blake with his leg slung over the African with his foot on my chest. I scratched the bottom of the sleepy foot, he giggled and wiggled, tomorrow I decided the table would get a different victim.