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Breaking the Big Guy

by glasswalker216@yahoo.com

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Luke is an online friend from New Zealand and we've been chatting for over five years.

He's biracial--white and Maori--and an adorable cub in his late 20's: 6'3, broad-shouldered stocky build, buzzed black hair, lovely tan, scruffy beard. We would've been more than friends if we weren't thousands of miles apart, but such is life. A few months ago he told me he would be vacationing in New York City, his first time in the US, and since that's not far from me, he suggested we hang out while he's in town. He also said not to worry about getting my own hotel room, which was more than fine by me.

I flew out to Newark where his hotel was and he met me at the airport. He was wearing khaki shorts, an Iron Man tshirt, and leather flip-flops. His size 13 feet were gorgeous: tanned, bits of hair on his toes, high arches. We spent the day sightseeing and the night barhopping. It was interesting hearing a foreigner's perspective American concepts: the size of food portions in restaurants, having to explain when and how to tip, the fact that he had never seen a squirrel before, etc. This was our first time directly interacting since we had only chatted and never Skyped; he was quiet and didn't smile or laugh much. Nonetheless, I was hoping to get him laughing by the end of the night. We had talked about sex before and while he isn't directly into tickling, he likes kinky play in general.

When we finally got back to the hotel after a fun-filled evening, we kicked off our shoes and cuddled in bed for a bit. Soon cuddling led to making out, which led to me sucking his huge uncut cock. As I deep-throated his member, my right hand grazed down his left leg and over the top of his bare foot. His toes curled as my fingers went over them. When I dragged my fingertips down his sole, he yelped and tucked in his leg.

"Yeah my feet are insanely ticklish," he said.

"Good to know," I said as I started to kiss his inner thigh then traveled down his body to his feet. I traced the tip of my tongue up his sole then back and forth across his toes. Luke rolled on his side and buried his face in his pillow. He was trying not to laugh as I worshiped his feet, but watching him writhe in ticklish agony was just as hot. I started to nibble on his sole, and that's when he burst out laughing. He tried to pull his foot away but I gripped tight and kept at it. He flailed on the bed like crazy as I nibbled away...until his right heel connected with the side of my head.

He was horrified. "OhmygodareyouokI'msosorry!"

"I'm fine, I'm fine," I said, a little rattled but no worse for wear.

"Yeah I tend to go a little crazy when someone tickles me. My friend tried giving me a pedicure one time and it didn't go too great..."

"It's okay," I said, "I know how to improvise..." I took off my cloth belt and fastened his feet together. I took a second belt out my bag (What? It matches my red shorts.) and tied his hands behind his back. We kissed for a bit then I played with his nipples, which made him moan sensually. I tickled his sides and he laughed a bit, but it wasn't quite the reaction I got from his feet, so I went back down.

"I can't take that very long," he said before I started.

"Well let's make a deal. It's 2:56 right now. If you can last until the clock strikes 3, I'll let you fuck me. If you can't, just say 'red light', but then I get to fuck you."

"Hmm...ok."

I sat on his ankles, and he took a deep breath as I held back his toes. I lightly danced my nails on his soles; he bit his pillow and tried in vain to hold in his laughter. I started raking my nails up and down his arches, and he lost what little composure he had. He was screaming with laughter, cursing, begging me to stop, and squirming all over, but not once did he say the safe word, so I didn't let up on the tickling. His huge feet had a lot of "land" to travel, and I was enjoying every second of it. He made it to 3:00, but he was breathless and his face was beet red.

"Didn't think you'd last that long," I said as I untied him.

"What can I say, I've wanted to fuck you for some time."

A deal is a deal...