I have found myself sporting a 'woody' whenever I pass a tanned blond man with arms raised, or feet propped up or as happened one time just last week on the beach at Clearwater, FL(on the Gulf of Mexico)..I was out with a child of a friend of mine on the beach (he:looking for sea shells...me: looking for tanned studlies) & we happened upon a really drop-dead-gorgeous 'head' sticking out of the sand, & two tanned easily size 11+ feet sticking out of the sand about 3 feet in front of him...The sand all around where he was buried appeared as level as any where else around him, but was noticably darker from having lots of water poured on it ( I suppose to firm it up & make it impossible for this guy to escape its suction-like clutches...He asked my ward to help dig him up...I had other plans first...I whispered to him to tease this young guy first by trying to tickle his feet & tell him to ask nicer...well, two or three fingernail rakes across this guys feet & he went ballistic with the maniacal laughter...I sent Martin to play with the other kids & his MOM up the beach & promised to free this poor unfortunate soul...(heh, heh, heh)
Then I sat down beside him & asked him to tell me how he managed to get into such a "ticklish situation"?..all the while bringing my right hand closer to his exposed left foot unbeknownst to him...He appeared a little nervous & tried to say that his girlfriend had buried him there about 2 hours before at 6:30 in the morning!
Being still early & a schoolday, I could see that the beach was thinly populated & decided to let go with my fantasies & really "test" this sucker for all he (or I) could stand! I asked him if he had really tried to free himself or was he just relaxing...he said she asked him to sit on his palms & had buried him pouring water every few inches to set the sand...when I was sure this sounded that he could not get free to chase me down & beat the HELL out of me for what I intended to do, I started raking his bare left arch & was greeted with immediate explosive laughter!
My cock got hard instantly to such a size as I hadn't seen in a few years...I started to masturbate on the outside of my thong suit while tickling this poor guy's feet for all it was worth...He kept trying between fits of insane laughter to plead with me for mercy & offering to do anything to stop my attack....."Anything?," I asked of him, all the while stroking my cock........His eyes got really huge & he started to curse at me, saying he wasn't a faggot! "Faggot, moi? Now, there is a term I take offense to...you will have to be punished for that, my new ticklish friend", I said.... His countenance changed immediately to such alarm that I could see I had truly been blessed with a MOST ticklish victim! He started hollering at the top of his lungs for help...I took off a bandana I had tied around my head & quickly & effectively gagged him enough that I could barely understand his words but had at least reduced his volume so as to not draw any undue attention...We then settled in for about 20-30 uninterrupted minutes of foot tickling...his threats long since reverting over to agonized pleas for mercy & promises of doing absolutely any- thing I wanted to do if I'd only PLEASE stop!
I told him that when he laughed his lips took on a deep purple color & that they looked very hot & inviting...knowing only too well, what I had in mind, the tears started flowing freely down his cheeks, then he finaly looked up &realized that he was no match for my fiendish assault on his senses, he asked if he could PLEASE give me a blowjob...I almost came at his mere utterance of the words, as he was truly a flawless beauty before my lust-filled eyes...I mustered all my control & said that no, I was no rapist, just looking to have a little tickling fun, but would he mind if I came beside him on the sand? He seemed very relieved...& readily agreed...I stroked hard & fast for no more than 10 seconds & came with such force with 4-5 huge spurts into the hot AM sand...then re-covered my loins & promised to go get him some help, leaving him with a few quick stokes to the soles of both feet, & a long tender kiss to his cheek...as I scurried up the beach to summon assistance, I heard softly in the background..."Thank you!".....
Then I sat down beside him & asked him to tell me how he managed to get into such a "ticklish situation"?..all the while bringing my right hand closer to his exposed left foot unbeknownst to him...He appeared a little nervous & tried to say that his girlfriend had buried him there about 2 hours before at 6:30 in the morning!
Being still early & a schoolday, I could see that the beach was thinly populated & decided to let go with my fantasies & really "test" this sucker for all he (or I) could stand! I asked him if he had really tried to free himself or was he just relaxing...he said she asked him to sit on his palms & had buried him pouring water every few inches to set the sand...when I was sure this sounded that he could not get free to chase me down & beat the HELL out of me for what I intended to do, I started raking his bare left arch & was greeted with immediate explosive laughter!
My cock got hard instantly to such a size as I hadn't seen in a few years...I started to masturbate on the outside of my thong suit while tickling this poor guy's feet for all it was worth...He kept trying between fits of insane laughter to plead with me for mercy & offering to do anything to stop my attack....."Anything?," I asked of him, all the while stroking my cock........His eyes got really huge & he started to curse at me, saying he wasn't a faggot! "Faggot, moi? Now, there is a term I take offense to...you will have to be punished for that, my new ticklish friend", I said.... His countenance changed immediately to such alarm that I could see I had truly been blessed with a MOST ticklish victim! He started hollering at the top of his lungs for help...I took off a bandana I had tied around my head & quickly & effectively gagged him enough that I could barely understand his words but had at least reduced his volume so as to not draw any undue attention...We then settled in for about 20-30 uninterrupted minutes of foot tickling...his threats long since reverting over to agonized pleas for mercy & promises of doing absolutely any- thing I wanted to do if I'd only PLEASE stop!
I told him that when he laughed his lips took on a deep purple color & that they looked very hot & inviting...knowing only too well, what I had in mind, the tears started flowing freely down his cheeks, then he finaly looked up &realized that he was no match for my fiendish assault on his senses, he asked if he could PLEASE give me a blowjob...I almost came at his mere utterance of the words, as he was truly a flawless beauty before my lust-filled eyes...I mustered all my control & said that no, I was no rapist, just looking to have a little tickling fun, but would he mind if I came beside him on the sand? He seemed very relieved...& readily agreed...I stroked hard & fast for no more than 10 seconds & came with such force with 4-5 huge spurts into the hot AM sand...then re-covered my loins & promised to go get him some help, leaving him with a few quick stokes to the soles of both feet, & a long tender kiss to his cheek...as I scurried up the beach to summon assistance, I heard softly in the background..."Thank you!".....
