by Kevin Gibson
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A very good friend of mine recently got married. On the night before the wedding, the groomsmen and several guys got together to throw him the biggest bachelor blast that he will never forget.
After we were situated in the hotel suite, we brought in the girls in bunny bikini swimsuits, as well as the girl popping out of the cardboard cake. When the female entertainment was over and the ladies were dismissed, it was time for the male entertainment.
Since I was the organist for the wedding, I was given the responsibility of choosing the game to play on the groom. So, I told them it was time for a game of "Truth or Dare." I explained that anyone can ask the groom whatever question came to mind, whether it be personal, professional or pleasure. If the groom did not know the answer, answered incorrectly, or refused to answer, then he was subject to "my" penalty.
With the rules understood, we began.
After about 12 correctly answered questions in a row, it was my turn to ask the question. I asked the groom, "Hey man....how ticklish are your feet?"
He looked at me with his eyes stretched open wide and said, "Hell man....I don't know."
I got him! Everyone is the room started laughing and told him he had to pay the penalty. The groom looked at me and asked, "What's my penalty for not knowing the answer?"
I told him, "We would have to remove his shoes and socks and find out just how ticklish he is."
His immediate response was, "Come on, man! Think of something else for my penalty!"
I told him, "My judgement stands as is."
As I approached him to remove his shoes and socks, he got up and walked away from me. So the guys gathered around him and grabbed him. When they got a good grip on him, they laid him on his back on the floor. I knelt down at his feet and removed his shoes and socks. With the smell of his foot musk and the shoe leather from his Allen Edmonds slip-ons, I was in for a treat!
As I began tickling his right sole, he started howling with laughter. He was screaming, "Come on, man....that shit tickles! You've made your point....you've found out that I'm ticklish!"
In between his dialogue, he would make the laughter sounds. His strong laughing began a trend of laughter throughout the hotel suite. It seemed as if all the guys were laughing with him. I then started tickling his left sole in conjunction with his right sole. Man...did he scream! He laughed so hard that tears were streaming down the sides of his face. The situation was so exciting and invigorating that the other guys wanted to take turns tickling his feet.
Each one knelt at the soles of his feet and tickled him continually. Before long, some of the guys said they were getting erections from all the excitement. What started as a foot tickling fun, turned into a foot party. The ones who didn't care for it and didn't want to get into it left the hotel. The remaining guys had taken their shoes and socks off and started tickling and playing with each others' feet until it led to them undressing down to their underwear. All of a sudden, the whole room was a foot orgy.
Guys were sucking toes, licking feet, kissing and making a romantic encounter of the whole thing. The groom stopped laughing and started moaning when one of the groomsmen tenderly started sucking his toes. As I looked around the room, it was foot 69s, foot threesomes and other positions going on. Finally, one of the ushers came to me and started massaging my size 15s and sucking my toes. I reciprocated and the moaning and groaning was echoing all over the room. Then there were the sounds of guys reaching their climaxes and orgasms. The grunts, the groans, the wails were so erotic that it would make anyone horny.
This was truly a Bachelor Blast!
