Tickle Abuse (Patreon)

When Tristan got asked to come on for a video by Tickle Abuse, he was overjoyed. That joy became unhinged excitement once he heard who he would be filming with. KID! He was such a huge fan and admittedly he had spend a lot of countless nights pleasuring himself raw to pictures of the sexy fem-boy's feet.

Tristan, being a bit of a tickle sadist himself, knew that he couldn't let this opportunity slip away. He swore that once he got his hands on Kid's feet he would make every second count. The night before the shoot, the blonde pretty boy couldn't even sleep right from all the excitement, every few minutes his hard on would make itself visible under the covers and beg for just ONE more round of attention.

The next day Tristan went into the the Tickle Abuse studio, ready for what would possibly the best day of his life. He showed up, shook a few hands, let them take pictures of his feet, and finally was able to meet Kid.

He was lounging around on the couch they used to do tickle interviews, of course with his shoes off. He was on his phone just doing his own thing.  Tristan was too shy to say hello, only able to blush and wave to get the sexy Fem-boy's attention. Kid looked up and wave back with a smile on his face.

"You're Tristan right??"

"Y-yes... I'm such a big fan! You're like, my inspiration!"  The gothic beauty looked away embarrassed. He always came off a bit moody so having all this happiness so visible to everyone was new for him.

"Aw!" Kid sat up right and took Tristan's hands into his own soft palms. He could feel Kid's blue eye's sizing him up and down with his smile turning sultry. "Aren't you a cutie! Hehe, Good luck.<3"

Before Tristan could ask what that meant a stage hand came an called Kid over. Soon another did the same for him. The female stage hand showed him over to the stocks. God it looked diabolical! 

"OMG! I'm really going to get to tickle Kid in this?????"

The stage hand looked confused. 

"Huh?"

"Kid. We're going to put him in this for the video??" Tristan asked. Confused by the confusion.

"Kid in..... OH!... Pffhaha!" The girl started giggling a bit which started to make the blond goth feel uneasy.

"What????" What's so funny!?"

"Hehehe! Oh you poor thing! Someone got super excited and didn't read properly did they?~" The cute girl tried to bite her lip to muffle her laugher.

"WHAT??? CUT THE CRAP! WHATS GOING ON???"

The girl, unshaken by Tristan's yelling only smiled wider and answered his question. "Kid isn't the one going in those stocks. You are.~"

"WHAT?!!!"

"Yep!~" The girl made no effort to hide her joy in breaking this news to him. 

"T-thats... Wait.. Me? I... wait wait wait! AAAH!" Tristan almost jumped out of his skin as Kid came from behind and delicately put his hand on his shoulder. The blonde quickly turned to see Kid, with a grin that matched the stagehand's.

"What's wrong Tristan? Getting "cold feet" haha! Don't worry, I'll warm them up~<3" Kid and the girl laughed at the teasing as Tristan's face turned and even deeper shade of red.

"NO! T-T-this isn't what I... I mean you! AND THE STOCKS AND AND AND..-"

"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...." Kid placed his index finger on Tristan's lips, calming him down a bit. "There there, what's wrong Tristan...." Kid moved in closer, bringing his lips to the blushing young man's ear. "Don't you want to play with me?~"

The sweetness of Kid's voice and the warmth of his breath was like a tranquilizer. Suddenly Tristan was calmer, and his cock getting hard.

"Awww, see? I don't think you're THAT scared of getting tickled by me." Kid started softly pushing Tristan back, who absentmindedly went with the flow, now completely focused on having his fetish crush doing things, and saying things he could only think of late at night.

"There you go. That's a good tickle toy.~ Just relax and enjoy yourself." Tristan allowed himself to be sat in the stocks by Kid, who was basically straddling his lap now, feeling for himself how hard the cute goth was under his tight shorts.  All the while the stage hands worked to strap their model into the torture device.

"Don't worry Tristan..."

With a loud click he was now completely locked in.

"I'll go easy on you..~<3"

"R-really?" Tristan looked up with a slight smile. Now that he was actually in this position, he felt more then down for what would come next.

"PFFF! Of course not! Now let me see those feet!~"

Tristan's eyes widened as his fetish crush started to menacingly wiggling his fingers at him. No doubt Kid would continue to be an object of Tristan's fantasies after today, but now those fantasies were going to be in a new perspective. A perspective that would Kid in the dominant roll from here on out.

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