## The feather m/m

Post by dandin384 » Mon Feb 21, 2011 3:14 pm

I took a breath through my nose. I knew the feather would be back I just didn't know when. It was just warm enough that the tickling made me sweat even though I was almost naked. All I had on was a preteen size under-jam pull up diaper. I was tied tightly in a spread eagle position with a blindfold, gag, and those orange expanding earplugs. I was on a big wrestling mat at my house. I was 12 my friend, paul, was 13. I was a little tall for my age and had medium length blond hair and dark blue eyes. Paul was a bit taller then me and had hair just like mine with green eyes. We were both athletic so we both were skinny.
I felt the feather glide across my tummy and chest. It was not frenzied but slow and in the spots I was most ticklish. My still hairless armpits, ribs, sides and feet. I was streched tightly enough so that the only part of me that could move was my stomach, and still I could barley move it. This was not the first time paul had tortured me and he knew my limits well. Right when I was about to wet myself he stopped. We were just getting started and he was just warming up. We had discoverd our love of tugs in boy scouts, when our leader split us into pairs and had us practice our knots by tying each other up. paul had a lot more fun tying people up and I liked being tied, so it was perfect. The first time we did it there was no tickling he just tied me up usually I was just wearing my tiger briefs and basketball shorts. One day though he asked me if i wanted to be tickle tortured. It was trial and error for awhile. The first time we almost got caught because he didn't gag me and I laughed. He stopped after ten seconds to make sure no one was coming then grabbed a sock, pushed it in to my mouth and duck taped it in place. He also relized that he could not really get the full tickle effect unless I was just in my underwear. He also decided to blindfold me and put the earplugs in. It surprised him and me the first time I peed in my briefs and for the first couple of days that's when he stopped. My parents noticed all my wet briefs and thought I had a bedwetting problem. They told me it was ok and that they had bought me under-jams that they wanted me to wear to bed. My parents always bought way more then needed so I had a lot of them in boxes in the garage. They fit just like a brief and were slim but didn't leak and I could pee 3 times before I needed to switch.
I was always tortured late at night and we usually went through 2 under-jams. I peed 3 times in the first one, then paul would change me and I would just wear the second one to bed. My thoughts scattered as the feather came back and then left, replaced by pauls fingers. He targeted my armpits and tickled mercilessly. Then he slowly moved each hand down my side his fingers dancing across my skin. He focused on my upper body and keeping his slow movements continued to tickle me. I could not squirm or make a sound, not even grunt. I could very faintly make him out, on his knees straddling my groin, leaning forward slightly to reach my armpits. He stopped for five seconds then resumed. I always drank a ton of water before this so I would pee and right when his fingers reached my belly button I peed for the first time. Paul didn't stop he just kept on gliding his hands over my tummy and chest. He was still just starting and I got a ten second break before I felt his fingers on my chest again this time a little faster. He did this for 20 minutes only stopping for short 10 or 15 second breaks. Right before I peed for the second time I felt his palm pushing on the crotch of my under-jam. He made sure I peed then stopped and undid my gag. He gave me water then put the gag back on. He sat on my chest with his back toward my face, which made it a little harder to breathe, and started tickling my thighs right below the under-jam. He went a lot faster this time working down my legs. The further he went the more he leaned and soon he was laying down on my chest, his briefs were about an inch from my face. (he wore just his underwear when tickling me). He went to work on my feet for a bit then switched once again to my upper body. After 20 solid minutes of him ticking my chest I peed for the third time. He felt to make sure then took of my gag and put a straw in my mouth. I drank the water while he took of the first under-jam, threw it away and while I was naked he towled the sweat of me. He put another under-jam on me and took the straw out of my mouth and re gagged me.
The tickling was much more intense and all over my body. All I could do was make quiet moans while his fingers found every ticklish spot on my body. I peed one last time before he finished. He untied me and i towled the little bit of sweat off. I was always exhausted so we went to bed. I guess there was still a lot of water in me because I remember waking up and realizing I was peeing. I freaked out for a second before I relized I had a pull-up on. I was also embarrassed because i had a queen bed in my room and me and paul both slept in it when he stayed over. His leg was pushing against the crotch of my under-jam and rested on my left thigh, with my right thingh on top of his leg. He woke up when he felt it and said to m it's a good thing you have that pull up on. All that tickling must have changed my blader because now I actually do wet the bed. Even on nights I don't get tortured I always wake up to a wet under-jam. It's a worthy trade for being tickled though.
He came early next Saturday, my parents were out at my grandmas house for the weekend. My parents let me just wear the under-jams on weekends so that's all I was wearing when Paul knocked on the door and I anwsered. I could tell he wanted to get going so we went to the exercise room and i layed down spread eagle on the mat. Paul knew how to tie me up. He always made it so that i could not move but was still comfortable. He finished tying me up then gagged me with the same rope and used the bangages athletes tape their ankles and knees with as a blindfold. He went to work on my tummy and sides with a passion. His fingers found every ticklish spot on my bare skin. After two hours i had peed 3 times and we decided to eat lunch. He took of my under-jam and untied me. He said it would be easier if i just went naked and i agreed. Paul also stripped and I towled off and we went to eat lunch. We ate then played xbox and watched for awhile while the food digested. We were both totally comfortable being naked because we were comfortable with our bodies. We we both straight and had seen each other naked before (we had to shower at our junior high) so it was no big deal. I went to the bathroom and then we started again. The work out room in my house has cylinder support pillars that my arms just fit around. I put another under-jam on and Paul put some briefs on. He had me hold my hands above my head and around the pillar and he tied my wrists together. He tied another rope over the crotch of my under-jam immobilizing my groin and then he tied my ankles together and to the pole. He put the gag in and then the blindfold on. The tourture started with a feather gliding around my neck. Soon he had two feathers and was ticking my exposed armpits and inner thighs. The feathers were much more effective then Pauls fingers and ravaged my body. Paul knew this and he compensated by going slower. This tourture session lasted longer then the others because of pauls slow movements. I stayed tied to the pole for 3 hours before we finished.
He untied me and stripped again. We decided we were going to watch a movie and Paul wanted to tie me up. He had me drink plenty of water before the movie then went to tie me up. We watched it in my room which had a tv. He first tied my ankles together then tied a rope from the middle of the one holding my ankles to the far left corner bedpost. I could move my legs a little to the left and right. Then he tied my thighs tightly together. He tied my wrists together so my hands rested on my pull-up. He also tied my arms to chest right above the elbow wrapping one big rope a couple times around. He propped my head up with a pillow and then to immobilize my upper body he took a rope and with a u shape and put it around my armpit. He pulled tightly so the u part of the rope pushed against my armpit then tied that to the headboard on the bed. He did the same to the other armpit and then gagged me. He turned the movie on then layed down on the right side of my bed. He put his left on on my bare tummy and rubbed it gently. It barley tickled but was just enough to stimulate my bladder very slowly I peed in the first 30 minutes and that was it. He kept rubbing the whole movie and it actually made me very relaxed and tired. He rubbed until I fell asleep. When I woke up I was still tied and gagged. I had peed one more time in the night.
Paul woke up about ten minutes later and rubbed my stomach faster then last night and after only 10 minutes I peed again. He felt my under-jam and then took it off so I was naked. He left me naked while he went to shower and eat. When Paul was over I was in my under-jams when I was being tickled or sleeping and naked the rest of the time. He came back in naked and untied me. I showered and ate and then we played xbox for a couple of hours. He suggest we go swim out in the pond behind my house and I agreed. Since we were naked anyway we didn't get our swimsuits we just raced to the pond. We swam for awhile then wrestled around in the grass. The sun dried us off as we were wrestling and after an 3 hours of wrestling then swimming to cool down Paul said we didn't have much time left and he wanted to get one last tourture in. We went back to the house and then to the work out room. I put an under-jam on Paul put on briefs. He tied me up to the pole again. Hands over the head so my armpits were exposed wrists tied, a rope around my under-jam and then a rope around my ankles. He also gagged and blindfoled me. Since we had more time then we thought he went with the feathers again. He focused on my armpits knowing that was my most ticklish spot. It was the normal feather routine. Lasting longer with slower paced tickiling. When he finished I was covered in sweat and my underjam was soaked. He cleaned me up then untied me. He said next weekend I was going to his house and that he had some special things planned. He dressed then went home. I put on a fresh under-jam then watched a movie. When my parents got back I was fast asleep. They carried me up to my bed and then closed the door...
More to come...
Last edited by dandin384 on Sat Mar 12, 2011 1:59 pm, edited 2 times in total.

### Re: The feather m/m

Post by sarumansauron » Tue Feb 22, 2011 8:16 am

Good start! I badly can wait to read the next part.Thanks!
I love TUGS and TICKLING Torture!!!!!

### Re: The feather m/m

Post by Scottstud94 » Tue Feb 22, 2011 1:10 pm

Uhhhhhhh.... Weird?

### Re: The feather m/m

Post by sarwrductan » Sat Mar 12, 2011 7:49 am

Actually what that was when he really did pee himself was" he broke training" in a manner of speaking. Interesting story though. Weren't youns the least bit embarrased?
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### Re: The feather m/m

Post by Jason Toddman » Sat Mar 12, 2011 8:46 am

The story was sort of interesting but it'd be a lot more fun to read if you broke it up into paragraphs.
It's all one, looooonng paragraph as is and take just makes it much harder to get interested in even starting to read it at all!
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### Re: The feather m/m

Post by xtc » Sat Mar 12, 2011 10:21 am

Sorry, I must agree with both Scottstud and Jason. It is very difficult to penetrate monlithic blocks of text. It is even difficut to scan it accurately.
Keep writing but please break it up a bit.
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### Re: The feather m/m

Post by dandin384 » Sat Mar 12, 2011 1:38 pm

Thanks for the feedback, I just broke it up, sorry I've been busy with other things for awhile so I haven't got to the second part, and to anwser your question I wasn't embarrassed, because this is a fictional story

### Re: The feather m/m

Post by mikeybound » Sun Feb 26, 2012 10:59 am

Drool...MORE!