Sleepover tie-and-tickle (m/m)

[ticklishgeek]

In middle school when I was 13 my friend of the same age, Alex, invited me over for a sleepover. We were friends on our town’s soccer team together and hung out a bunch both on and off the field. It was a genuinely fun sleepover that night. We played video games, watched movies, and listened to music.

In the morning after we had both woken up we hung around and just layed on the floor of his room and talked. Alex was in a white t shirt with blue plaid pj pants and brown fuzzy socks. I also had a white t shirt but with gym shorts and white Joe Boxer ankle socks with a grey sole. At some point when we were talking the subject of our cousins came up and I mentioned how I always got in tickle fights with them. Alex said he was always tickled by his family too and was super ticklish. This piqued my interest, as around this age is when I first started becoming more curious about tickling.

The thing is my whole life up until that point I simply loved tickling. Whether it was being tickled by friends/family or tickling others, I absolutely adored it all. When I was tickled I loved both the feeling of losing control and laughing as well as the attention I got. On the other end when I tickled others, usually friends, seeing their laughter always made me happy to see.

So with that said, Alex saying how ticklish he was made me want to tickle him and find out how true that was. But rather than start a tickle fight, I thought I’d try something else. I thought about what I’d seen in cartoons with characters tied up and tickled which sounded like it could be a fun way to make a game out of tickling him.

I asked Alex if he wanted to play an interrogation game. I told him this would involve one of us being tied up using some belts and being tickled while we get asked a question we have to answer. He seemed intrigued and said sure, then he grabbed some belts from his closet.
We had set up a mini blanket fort on the floor next to his bed and so we decided to play our game in there.

I had Alex lie down on his back with his hands above his head behind the leg of the bed and used a belt to hold them together. I then used the other belt to tie his legs together by his ankles. After making sure he was comfortable and nothing was too tight I told him it was time to begin the interrogation…

Because we played soccer together I asked him if he would be willing to convince our coach (his dad) to give me more playing time. “I don’t know, maybe you could ask him instead?”, he responded. Wrong answer. I began steadily tickling his socked feet, causing him to giggle and squirm. I continued spidering my fingers on his socked feet, alternating one foot for the other and keeping him laughing easily.

I paused the foot tickling to ask again if he’d be willing to convince his dad and he said no. So I moved my way to his upper body where I dug into Alex’s sides, sending him laughing and squirming even moreso. I wiggled my fingers in his exposed armpits, and since he couldn’t pull his arms down I had full freedom to tickle. I was having a blast tickling him and when I stopped to check on Alex he see if he was ok he said he was having fun too.

Then I gave him one last chance to own up and talk to our coach and convince him to give me more playing time, or risk even more tickling. After the upper body tickling he said there was no way he was going to take the tickles and said he’d talk to his dad. I then said thanks and told him I just want to be sure of that. Then I took his socks off. I grabbed him by the ankles and held them in my arm and started scribbling my fingers on his bare feet. He laughed and squirmed harder than before, which ended up causing me to laugh with how funny it all was seeing Alex wiggle and squirm like this. He was already a goofy friend but this was really something to see. After a good bit of bare foot tickling I let up and undid the belts so he could get up and catch his breath.

Then Alex said it was my turn to be interrogated, which I was more than ok with since he made it look so fun. I got in the same position with my arms up and legs together, then Alex put the belts on me. I wasn’t uncomfortable or anything but I’d never been in a position like this before where I couldn’t defend myself from tickling so I was a bit nervous at first. Then Alex asked his question to start the game, and he said “Will you give me the answers to our math test I missed when I was out this week?”

Now I was a straight-A student and a bit nerdy at that, but I was also a bit of a suck up and didn’t like breaking the rules. So I told Alex there was no way I’d let him cheat like that. He told me it was a shame and then started poking my belly and sides with his fingers, causing me to react by wiggling and laugh out of surprise. He prodded my sides and flanks, then wiggled his fingers on my belly which made me laugh even more. I couldn’t tell if I was more ticklish than him or if he was a better tickler than me!

In between laughs I told him to stop but he said only if I give him those answers. Still adamant about being a goodie-two-shoes I said no again. Alex dug into my armpits after that and sent me squeeling. I had never been tickled like this before even by adults who I thought knew what they were doing. I couldn’t put my arms down either, I just had to lay there and laugh, which I did of course. I guess my laughter was a bit loud because eventually Alex’s dad came in and asked what we were doing. He didn’t ask in an angry way, I think he just wanted to make sure we were alright. When he looked me tied up and laughing, I was worried he might join in with his son and start tickling me too! He was my soccer coach after all so I was scared he might see it as a chance to tease me for how I might have played our last game.

Fortunately he let us be and didn’t add to the number of ticklers I had to deal with. Unfortunately Alex moved down to my white socked feet. He tickled them easily at first but my feet are super ticklish so even that felt like alot. He picked up the pace and sent me laughing like mad, making sure to pull back my toes to really make it tickle. After a while of my socked feet wiggling trying to escape the tickling, Alex took my socks off and delivered tickling that made me lose it completely. I begged for him to stop and he finally did after I already laughed and squirmed like a lunatic. He said he knew that even though I was super ticklish and losing it, I definitely wouldn’t have given him those math answers ever.

After letting me out I thanked him for a fun game and a great sleepover and a few hours later my family came to pick me up. It was a fun time overall, and while I did eventually end up playing more in the soccer games, Alex and I liked it enough we did end up playing our little game at one more sleepover

[Jeff K]

Fun story! Thanks for sharing!