His fuck buddy made a bet and lost — and now he’s paying the price. Arms stretched above his head, wrists tied to the headboard, ankles secured to the footboard, every ticklish spot on his body completely exposed and defenseless. The winner stands over him with a wicked grin and wiggling fingers.
The tickle assault begins at the armpits — fast, relentless fingers digging into the sensitive hollows while the bound man thrashes and screams with laughter. He can’t escape, can’t close his arms, can’t do anything but writhe helplessly as those evil fingers move to his ribs, his sides, his hip bones. Tears stream down his face from laughing so hard.
But here’s the twisted part — through all the tickling, his cock is rock hard. His torturer notices, grinning wider as he traces tickling fingers down to the inner thighs, the backs of the knees, the soles of the feet. The bound man is delirious — caught between unbearable ticklishness and burning arousal. When he finally breaks and begs to be fucked — anything to stop the tickling — his buddy climbs on and slides his raw cock inside the desperate, squirming man. He fucks him while still tickling, the bound bottom convulsing with laughter and pleasure simultaneously until both men explode in the most chaotic, bizarre, and unforgettable orgasm either has ever experienced.
