Building A Bud's Confidence (Patreon)

Aiden was so fed up with his buddy Oswald’s bitching. He knew there was still pain there, but it had been 7 months and Ozzy’s ex was toxic as fuck. She was mean, self centered, and worse of all, they had completely shattered the confidence of his best bud.

It sucked too, because Oz was a great guy. Someone caring that Aiden knew women would go for if he allowed them the chance. He was here for him, but it was also enough to drive an icepick through the ears.

He was doing it even today. Hurting his own feelings with stuff that wasn’t true, all while they were suppose to be having fun at the beach. Aiden had damn near tried everything, but the bit lug’s frown wouldn’t budge.

On the sand, there was a cute girl charging for pictures with what looked like stocks you’d see at a renaissance fair. It was the only thing that seemed to interest Ozzy, the DND nerd, but if it helped the fucker crack a smile Aiden wouldn’t complain.

When it was their turn, Aiden nearly flipped out. This girl was openly flirting with his friend and was being ignored. After him having to hear Oz go on and on about being ugly, for him to ignore this girl was enough to make his head spin.

“Wow, I’ve never had someone look THIS handsome in these before!~” She smiled warmly and tactically brushed her hand softly over his arm.

TAKE THE FUCKING HINT, MAN!

Accepting this would do very little to help, Aiden went to take the picture and was stopped as a single red feather fell from the sky. It was red, and found itself being caught between two of Oswald’s strong toes.

Instantly his large body began to tense. Muscles flexed, shivering as he tried his best to hold his reaction back.

“ACK! FUCK! AH-haha! AAHAaiden!” He explodes, unable to resist for even a second. Helplessly he giggled, begging for someone to take the damned thing out!

Aiden meanwhile just stared at him blankly. He had never known his friend was so ticklish, which gave him an idea. If Ozzy wasn’t going to cheer the fuck up, then he was going to make him.

“What? What’s wrong?” Aiden asked coly. He acted as if he saw nothing while the girl giggled.

“YO-Yoahahah-YOAHAH KNOAHAAHW WHAT IAHAHAMTAHAHALKONG ABAHAAHAHHT!” Oswald whined, unintentionally tickling himself worse by trying to wiggle it out of his toes.

“What? The feather? What about it?” Aiden asked, unable to hide his shit eating grin.

“Aww, don’t be mean to him.” The girl coo’s off to the side. She herself in no rush to offer any assistance.

“PLEAHAHAHAHAAAAAS!” The bug lug begged, his body twisted in a number of ways in a failed attempt for comfort.

“Oh, *THAT* feather!…. Nah.” Aiden put bluntly as he bursts into his own fit of laughter.

“PLAHAHAHAHASE! PLAHAHAHAHAHAHAHH!!” Oz insisted, arms trembling in their shackles in such a way the girl couldn’t help but to find sexy.

“Why should I, So you can sulk more? Nope. Why don’t you just enjoy yourself.” Aiden teased as he crossed his arms.

“PLAAHAHAHAHHAAHASEAHAH!” Oswald demands, the volume of his laughter raised as the itch between his toes became unbearable.

Finally, Aiden decided to have mercy. He plucked the feather from his friends big toes and examined it, thinking what else this little thing could do.

“See, It’s out! You big baby…” The blue haired twink taunted and he waved the feather in the air playfully.

“Soooooo, what would happen if I did this?” Aiden asked, unable to hold back his smile.

Without mercy, he ran the feather down his bud’s meaty arches. The creaking of the wood stocks suddenly became much more audible. The thrashing of Ozzy’s large put the bondage at risk of breaking, but still it never did.

The closer the tip of the feather got to the center of his arch, the louder the laughter would come. Until hysterics flowed from his trembling lips like a waterfall. Mesmerizing people much in the same way.

Off the the side, the girl continued to titter at the bizarre allure of the situation. The hot young man’s giggles were infectious to the point HER cheeks hurt. Also, his body didn’t disappoint either. It may have not been orthodox, but it was a hell of a show.

And she wasn’t alone. As Aiden continued to work that feather on his buddy’s big feet, more and more eyes fell on the spectacle they were putting on. Some were put off at the immaturity of it, but others couldn’t help be intrigued.

Ever so slowly a crowd began to form. None raised a finger to help, but just enjoyed the show. One guy even took out his camera and began to film the entire scene. Girls couldn’t help but giggle at the sight of a strong man being broken by such a simple thing. Others just wanted to fuck him.

After twenty five minutes of driving Ozzy crazy, Aiden finally looks around at his new fans. They looked on with intent and no small amount of excitement. It’s then he decided to show his bro just how “desirable” he was.

With a cool stretch of his back Aiden smiles at two bikini clad girls and offers them his feather.

“Well Ozzy, I’m going to go enjoy my day. I’ll come get in in an hour ok? And play nice girls.” The blue haired friend giggled as he waved his fried goodbye.

With the two girls already on top of him, Ozzy was hardly able to respond. Meanwhile, the owner of the stocks couldn’t resist her chance at her own turn. Sneakily tweaking his sensitive nipples from behind as howled.

By the end of the day, Ozzy would have a wealth of phone numbers to choose from. Every girl taking it upon themself to (ever so slowly) write their digits on his body. When Aiden returned he counted 25 in total, and a few kiss marks to boot.

Needless to say, it be the last time Ozzy ever spared another thought about the past.

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