by soptr123
I’ve been craving to get my hands on a ticklish boy more than usual during this quarantine - I haven’t had fun with a tickle toy for a while now. I figured I would take this time to write about some of my previous experiences. I’ll start with the first of many encounters with my long-time tickle toy Cody (name changed for privacy). We would meet fairly regularly for some tickling and foot fun before I moved a few years ago. I’m hoping to get my hands on him again one day.
I met Cody through craigslist (back when that was still a thing). I had been posting ads looking for ticklish men in my area with little to no luck. I stumbled upon an ad one day by a guy looking to be tied up and tickled - I jumped at the prospect and immediately sent him a response. Within a few hours we had exchanged numbers and had a plan to meet the next day. In his ad he said he was a straight guy looking to get tied up and tickled by another guy because he’d always been curious. As we were chatting back and forth, he told me that he loved feet and enjoyed when girls would lightly tickle him during sex, but he wanted to experience a true workover by someone who knew what they were doing.
We had our first meeting the next night when both of my roommates were out of the house. He knocked on the door and I could barely contain my excitement. Cody was 5’ 10”, around 175 pounds, slender and muscular. His feet were size 10 with beautifully wide and soft soles. He said he was ticklish all over but his feet were his weakness (I would discover a few more weaknesses on his ticklish body over the next few years). I could tell he was nervous but really excited. He sat on the couch and we chatted for a few minutes - the more we talked the more he loosened up. He said he didn’t realize he would feel this way, but he was really excited that I was so much taller and beefier than him (I’m 6’ 3”, around 250 pounds with size 14 feet, stocky football player build). He also said he’d been into girls' feet for as long as he could remember, but was completely mesmerized by my huge 14s.
We decided to have a “getting to know you” session without any intense bondage for our first meeting. Before I tied him up, I started poking and prodding his torso as he sat next to me on the couch, which caused him to giggle and squirm. After a minute or so, I told him to swing his feet onto the couch and put them in my lap. I wrapped my right leg around his ankles and began to slowly stroke his soles, teasing them with my fingers. He started taking quick breaths and tried to stifle his laughter. I dug into his soles with more force and he erupted in laughter, beginning to flail around on the couch. I used my right hand to lock my fingers around his big toes, pulling them back and stretching out his soles. I picked up the hairbrush sitting next to me on the table and started to scrub it along his soles.
“HAHAHAH OH MY GOD! WHAT IS THAT?” he shrieked. I smirked at him and told him it was one of my special tools I used on my tickle toys. I continued to scrub his soles for a few minutes before I decided it was time for some light bondage.
I gave him a few seconds to catch his breath. “Are you good to keep going?” I asked him. I was having a lot of fun, but especially because this was his first time experiencing a true tickler I wanted to make sure he was still good before going any further.
“Hell yea,” he said. “I’ve never felt anything like that before. Tie me up! I want to experience the real thing. Do your worst.” I could already tell he was hooked. Since he said his feet were his worst spot and he loved having them played with, I decided to go for a basic mummification. I wrapped him in a light blanket and used some rope to secure his arms and legs to his sides, leaving only his head and his feet sticking out. I tied his big toes together and used a small piece of rope to secure the toe-tie to the rope around his stomach, pulling his toes back and leaving his soft feet immoble and exposed to my torment.
“Here’s the deal,” I said softly as I leaned in close to his ear. “When you’re tied up and helpless, you’re mine. I’m in control. You’re my tickle toy and you’re helpless to do anything but laugh and squirm. You will only refer to me as Sir. Is that clear?”
His eyes got wide and he broke out into a mischievous grin - “yes Sir,” he breathed out quietly.
I moved over to sit on the floor next to his feet. I started with one finger moving up and down his right foot. He immediately began to giggle and squirm a little bit, breathing heavier and heavier. “I know you said you love being tickled,” I said as I grabbed the oil from the table, “but you have no clue what you’re in for, little tickle toy.”
I rubbed the oil all over his soles until they were nice and slick, wiggling my fingers to produce a few giggles. “That feels sort of nice,” he chuckled. “Are you getting ready to give me a foot massage?”
“Not exactly,” I said as I grabbed the hairbrush. “You remember this?”
Before he could reply, I brought the hairbrush down on his soles and started scrubbing it side to side on his stretched out feet. He began howling with laughter, but there was nothing he could do. I could see him trying to move his feet and protect his soles, but since they were tied back, all he could do was scream and squirm.
“There’s nowhere for you to run, is there?” I taunted him. “We’re just getting started - think of how long I can do this to you,” I said as I moved the brush up and down.
“Sir! Sir! It tickles so much!!” Cody managed to say between fits of laughter.
After about 7 minutes of tickling him with the hairbrush, I switched to using my fingers to give him a bit of a break. I lightly danced my fingers over his toes causing him to shudder and giggle. “You really like this, don’t you?” I said while looking at the bulge forming around his crotch.
“Yes Sir. I love having my feet tickled,” he said. I began to dig in with my fingers, eliciting louder streams of laughter.
As I continued tickling his feet, I slid my right foot up his leg and pressed it against his bulge. “I know you were looking at my feet when you got here. I bet you want to taste them, don’t you?”
“Hahaha.. Yes… hahaha… yes I do!” He managed to get out through his laughter.
“Yes what?” I asked him sternly as I picked up the hairbrush and started going to town on him again.
“YES SIR!!! YES SIR! HAHAHAHAHA,” He screamed. “THE BRUSH TICKLES SO MUCH!!!!”
I continued running the hairbrush back and forth against his oiled-up soles while rubbing my right foot over his bulge. “Cody, I don’t think you want me to stop tickling you with the brush, do you? It looks like you really like it,” I said with a sly grin on my face.
He continued to laugh for about 15 seconds before he could get out a reply. “IT TICKLES!!! HAHAHAHA IT’S SO MUCH.”
“I’ll make a deal with you,” I said as I put the hairbrush back on the table. “If you worship my feet for a little bit, I’ll lay off the hairbrush - sound fair?”
“Y-Y-Yes,” he panted as he caught his breath, “Yes Sir.”
I dragged my right foot across his torso and placed it over his mouth, covering his face. At the same time, I started wiggling my fingers in the middle of his stretched out feet.
“Hmmm, hmph, mmmm!” he grunted, starting to wiggle a little bit. The feeling of his lips on my sole made me even more aroused than I already was.
“I said I’d lay off the hairbrush,” I taunted him, “but I didn’t say I’d stop tickling you. I guess if you distract me enough with your foot worship, I won’t be able to tickle you as hard.” I began moving my right foot all over his face while lightly tickling his soles with my fingers.
He continued to giggle while I tickled him - “Heheheheeee, hmmmmhmmmhnnn haha,” but he sounded a bit more content.
I slid my left foot onto his face as well, letting my 14s completely dwarf him. “How do they taste?” I asked while I tickled his toes.
“Hehehehe, so good! Hnnn hmmm haha so good Sir,” he giggled and moaned.
Even though he continued to laugh, Cody began using his tongue and turning his head to lick as much of my soles as he could in his mummified position. The laughter was causing his tongue to flutter a bit, only making it feel better for me. I put the toes of my left foot into his mouth.
“Be a good tickle toy and suck on my toes.”
“Mmmmph, hehehe, yes Sir,” he managed to get out before he was consumed with my feet. He began sucking on my big toe, biting down a little through his giggles. The sensation of his mouth around my toe made me moan.
“Mmmmm, you’re gonna make it harder for me to focus on tickling your feet,” I said. I took another 30 seconds to keep tickling his feet then sat up.
“I’ll make a deal with you,” I said as I rubbed his bulge, causing him to moan. “I really get off on hearing you laugh and making you squirm, but I want to give you a break so you can fully enjoy worshipping my huge feet. I’ll start a timer, and the deal is, after you’re done with my feet, I get to tickle you nonstop for however long your break is. Sound like a deal?”
I took my foot out of his mouth so he could answer. “Yes Sir. Please Sir, please let me worship your feet.”
With the way Cody was positioned on the floor, his head was right in front of the couch. I got up off the floor and untied the rope around his torso to let his arms free. I sat on the couch cushion in front of him, covering his face with my 14s. He eagerly began to rub my feet, breathing in deeply and kissing my soles. “Your feet are amazing,” he said quietly. “So soft. They smell so good. I’ve never tasted anything like them, Sir.” He started with my left foot, squeezing the sole and sucking on my big toe. He continued to rub my foot while putting each toe in his mouth, one at a time, spending almost a minute sucking each one. I was in absolute heaven.
“That’s a good little foot boy. Mmmmm that feels so good on my toes,” I said, stretching back and putting my arms behind my head. “Don’t forget about my other foot.”
“Of course not, Sir.” After about another minute kissing every inch of my left foot, Cody obediently moved over to my right foot. Once again, he rubbed my sole while spending plenty of time sucking each toe individually. I reached into my pants and began rubbing my rock-hard cock.
As Cody worked on my right foot, I moved my left foot down his torso and started caressing his bulge through the blanket. “Mmmmmm, Sir. Sir I’m so hard,” he moaned.
“You really like my feet, don’t you?” I teased him.
“Yes Sir. They’re perfect.”
“Feel free to jerk off while you worship my feet. I definitely won’t stop you.”
“Thank you Sir!” he said in relief. He pulled his dick out between the folds of the blanket and started stroking himself with one hand.
I brought my left foot back to his face and smothered him with both feet. He moaned and picked up the pace, getting more intense with his hands and mouth. Pretty soon he was worshipping my feet so passionately. I had never had a foot boy take care of my feet like he did. I almost came when he bit my heels and licked the entire length of my soles, but I kept myself at the edge. Our night still wasn’t over.
After a few more minutes I could tell he was getting close - his breathing had gotten quicker and he was sucking fervently on my toes. I moved my right foot down his torso and slid my toes behind his balls, wiggling them a little bit. “Do you want to cum?” I asked him.
“Yes Sir. May I Sir?” he pleaded.
“Go ahead, boy,” I said. Less than 20 seconds later he erupted, spraying cum all over his stomach while deeply inhaling my foot.
He panted for a few seconds. “Thank you Sir. That was amazing.”
I got off the couch and started tying his arms back around his sides. “You remember our deal, don't you tickle toy? You might even be a little more sensitive now,” I said mischievously.
“Yes Sir,” he said sheepishly, realizing that maybe he should have waited to cum until after the tickling was over.
I picked my phone up off the table to check the timer. “Wow!” I exclaimed. “I didn’t realize that 38 minutes had gone by,” I said as I turned the phone around for him to see the timer. “Are you sure you’re ready for this?” I was rock hard and completely horned up at the thought of tickling him some more, but wanted to give him an out if he needed it. He’d already done so much more than I expected for his first time!
“Yes Sir. A deal is a deal,” he said semi-confidently. “And I do really enjoy being tickled.”
“That’s right, little tickle toy. I know how much you love this,” I said as I started oiling up his soles again. “I’ll stop tickling you when the timer goes off in 38 minutes, but there will be no mercy until then. Is that understood?”
“Yes Sir,” he said nervously.
I started the timer on my phone and picked up the hairbrush. “Here we go,” I said as I brought it down to his stretched-back soles.
He immediately began laughing maniacally, thrashing all over the floor. “HOLY SHIT HAHAHAHAHAHAHA IT TICKLES EVEN MORE NOW!!!!” he shrieked. “OH MY GOD! OH MY GODDDDD! SIR! SIRRR! HAHAHAHAHAHA.”
For the next 30 minutes I alternated between the hairbrush, my fingers, and an electric toothbrush on his sensitive, exposed soles. When I slid the electric toothbrush between his toes, he let out a pitch of laughter I hadn’t heard all night. “HAHAHA, FUCK! WHAT IS THAT?” I held up the electric toothbrush quickly for him to see, then slid it back between his big and second toe.
“Is this too much for you, tickle toy?” I taunted him. “Do you want me to go back to the hairbrush?”
“NO! NO SIR! HAHAHA I LOVE THIS! I LOVE THIS SIR!!!”
“That’s what I thought,” I said, beginning to wiggle my fingers on his other foot. “What do you want me to do?”
“HAHAHA SIR!!! HAHAHA PLEASE TICKLE ME SIR!!"
“I can definitely do that,” I grinned. I grabbed the hairbrush and started scrubbing his left foot with it while torturing his right foot with the toothbrush. By this point my cock was throbbing and I was ready to blow any minute. I glanced at the timer and saw we only had a few minutes left. I could have tickled him all night, but I was going to be a man of my word.
“HAHAHAH OH MY GOD HAHAHAHA SIR SIR SIR HAHAHAHAHAHAHA IT TICKLES SO MUCH!!!” he screamed at the top of his lungs. I put down the toothbrush and used my left hand to unzip my pants. I continued torturing his oiled-up soles with the hairbrush and started stroking my cock.
“You’re in heaven right now, aren’t you? You got to blow your load worshipping my massive, beautiful size 14 feet. Now it’s Sir’s turn.”
“HAHAHAHA YES! I LOVE IT SIR! I LOVE IT! HAHAHAHA PLEASE TICKLE ME!!! I LOVE IT!!! PLEASE CUM SIR! HAHAHAHA”
I started stroking more furiously, feeling that I was getting close. Having a sexy tickle toy tied up, squirming and laughing uncontrollably in my grasp was a dream come true. Having him fall in love with my feet and worship them was a bonus I hadn’t even thought to expect. After another minute of tickling his feet and stroking my cock, I shot my load all over his feet and tied up legs. I sat back down on the floor panting and put the hairbrush back on the table.
I glanced over at the timer and saw there were about 45 seconds left.
“Cody, I think you earned these 45 seconds,” I said as I began to untie and unwrap him. We were mostly silent for the 2 minutes it took to get him out of his mummification, both feeling a little awkward now that the heat of the last few hours had subsided. I sat back on the couch as he put his pants and shirt back on. “So, how was your first time getting seriously tickled?” I asked him. “You ok?”
He sat on the other end of the couch and looked at me. “Dave, that was probably the HOTTEST experience of my entire life,” he said with a huge grin. “Being tickled by you was insane, but I loved it so much.”
I mentally breathed a sigh of relief. We had started out saying this was going to be an easy sesion and ended with both of us passionately blowing our loads. “I’m glad to hear that. You are definitely the best foot boy I’ve ever had, too. I never thought I’d find a tickle toy who could also worship my feet like you do.”
We chatted for a few more minutes before he left. We made tentative plans to meet up again the next month. Cody said he wanted to experiment with more intense bondage and footjobs. I gleefully agreed and promised I would cook up some exposed bondage positions for him. Fortunately, that night was the first of many tickle and foot sessions we would have over the next three years.
