llowed Mike' s example, painting Ken' s helpless form with his own juices!
" Fuck!" Exclaimed Rico, as Ken' s nipples became ereder his skillful brush strokes. " He' s really likin' this!"
" Fu' A!" Marcus hooted, reag for one of Ken' s nipples, he gave it a geweak. " Ya like gettin' these titties played with, donncha bro?"
" NOOO, HAAAHAAAHA, I CC' T, HAAAHAAA, TAKE ANYMORE, HAAAHAAAHA!"
JT snickered, his fiig one of Ken' s hairy pits. " Don' t sweat it bro, we' re still in the first inning!" He tweaked Ken' s h the same fingers, giving him a whiff of his own perspiration.
Ken Griffey' s nude form was bound to the bed in a spread-eagled position, totally at the mercy of his tle league captors. The boys had been subjeg him to their merciless tig for the past thirty minutes. JT had just returned his attention to Ken' s right arm pit, fiwirling through the sweat soaked hair to reach the sensitive skin. Even if Ken could have pulled away from the eleven year olds fingers, JT' s older brother Marc was bestowing the same treatment to his left pit. The boys had Keween the proverbial rod a hard place!
At Ken' s feet, eleven year old Brian and Marc' s you brother Theo weren' t ready to forsake their paint brushes. Sihe moment ten year old Theo had retrieved the brushes he used to paint models from the bedroom he shared with JT, the boys had discovered that stroking the soft bristles across Ken' s soles and twirling them over his toes would elicit a gasping fit of giggles from the helpless adult. Thus the two boys took impish delight in teasing Ken, by keeping their brushes below his line of sight and laung their tickle attacks at itent intervals. Ken had no way of knowing when the boys would launch their assault on his highly sensitized feet, he only k would iably e!
"Haaahaaahaaahaaha, oooh g-goddd, haahaaha, p-p-pleease, haha, s-s-stop s-stop STOP!"
Twelve year old Rico had discarded his brush in favor of tweakin