“MmpHmMPH!!...MmAHhmPHM!!...mMhHAmPHMMH!!!” “You’ve still got an hour to go, kid…I’m guessing you wouldn’t have agreed if you knew you were this ticklish. Lucky me” the one and only Justin Bieber teased with a devilishly satisfied smile as he played with the big, meaty feet on either side of his chair. The peachy, pink soles, wide balls, and juicy toes were all too beautiful to resist enjoying as the mega star watched a hockey game on TV. His playful fingers danced up and down both wiggling feet with leisurely indulgence, able to reach them even with his arms on the side rests while his guest squirmed and laughed into his gag under the oversized chair.

With his arms tied out to the back legs of the chair and his ankles tied to the arms of it, Kit Connor suffered the naïve choice to take Justin’s up on his offer. The constant tickling refused to let him rest for even a moment under the chair, struggling on his stomach in the limited space between the floor and the underside of the expensive furniture as his red cheeks spilled over the top of the layers of duct tape keeping his outbursts muffled. He couldn’t keep Justin from hearing the game of course. His mop of red hair flew around with every jerk of his head as Justin pumped out an unending stream of hardy giggles, like a river that would never run dry as his fingers curled down both upturned soles over and over with his eyes never even leaving the TV.

“MMmPhMM!” “More?” “MNMH!” Kit tried to answer back with newfound urgency in his voice and wide eyes at the threat pretending to be a misunderstanding. “I thought so” Bieber concluded with another sly grin as his wiggling fingers sharpened their affection and his nails started grazing from the base of his toes all the way down both soft 19 year old feet. “MMPHAMMPHM!!!” Kit bucked enough to shake the chair at the initial drag before simmering into a contained uproar under the chair as his new friend raked across the supple soles to his heart’s delight. The sound of the hockey commentators was barely louder than the bound Brit’s forced laughter, allowing JB to keep up with the game and listen to Kit’s sweet misery at the same time.

With his legs bent at a 90-degree angle at the knee and his ankles secured in place, Kit’s bare feet could barely wiggle an inch in any direction, by design of course, granting Justin complete and uninterrupted access to the beefy beauties he’d been itching to get his hands on. “Tell you what, if they score right now, I’ll give you a break” Justin announced, offering to end the 20-mintute long stretch of tickling. “MmHMMPhMAhM!” Connor tried to agree as the greedy fingers continued scratching his vivid soles, raking up and down the length of both feet like it was as automatic as breathing while Kit hoped Justin’s team would come through for him.

“Go! Go! GO! YES!! Fuck yeah!” Justin laughed with excitement as his hands became fists in the air and Kit relaxed with relief, just happy they weren’t tickling him anymore. “Damn, I guess you lucked up there haha. But ya know, tickling isn’t the only thing this position is good for” Bieber pointed out before leaning down and shocking Kit with a wide lick across his left heel. “MMH!” “Damn” was all Bieber said before going back in for more and letting his tongue trail down the edge of the same foot along his generous arch, getting a ticklish twinge from the Netflix star. “Such big ticklish feet…and they taste good too” Justin pointed out to tease his guest a little more before moving over to the other foot unannounced, making Kit jerk again with surprise as the same eager tongue ran down the middle of his right foot with obvious excitement.

The licking quickly became slurps all over the right foot, with the 29 year old’s pouty pink lips embracing the velvet nature of Kit’s sole and his tongue lathering up the rich flavor baked into every inch and hidden between the wrinkles provoked by such intimate admiration. Kit moaned into the tape every now and then like he couldn’t help but enjoy the surprise worship; despite how much it tickled, Justin’s love for the pair of English feet was too strong to not be at least a little enjoyable. “See, I’m not a total dick” Bieber smiled as he held the foot in place and let his tongue glide over the ripples of his sole until he landed at the toes, making Kit tense up and exhale with audible apprehension.

“You can’t really expect me to not check out these toes, can you? I mean, it’s not like you can do anything about it right now though anyway” Justin taunted with his boyishly devious smile as he held the foot in place and leaned on the arm rest to really get at the pale toes begging for his attention. “MmPHMMhmm…” Kit groaned with an unrecognizable argument as Justin’s tongue slipped between the big and second toe, earning a yelp of giggles from their owner. “Fuck, I’m a sucker for ticklish toes” Justin admitted as if he wasn’t responsible for how the discovery made him act as he continued down the line, snaking between each pair of savory toes as they wiggled in front of him and Kit’s tape gag vibrated against his face from more uncontrollable laughter.

Once each space was thoroughly cleaned out and Kit was working up a sweat from squirming around, Justin’s appetite proved unsatiated as he suddenly stuffed all five toes in his mouth, shocking Kit again as the same slithery tongue went to town on the entire doughy row. “MmphmMHM!!” Kit tried to protest with a fresh howl as Bieber’s tongue was soon accompanied by his teeth gently nibbling on the same delicious toes. Justin’s smile beamed wide as he savored the supple toes dancing around between his cheeks, almost trying to evade his tongue but that of course was a losing game. “mMHMMHPAMMPHMHP!!!” Kit shook and jerked back and forth like he couldn’t stand all the sucking, slurping, licking, and nibbling but Justin reached out with his free hand and instantly reminded Kit that it could always get worse.

“MMPHMHAAMHPHM!!!!” Kit’s voice shot up a few octaves and a look of unique dread plastered his freckled face as Justin’s vicious fingers scribbled all over the unsuspecting left foot as he continued devouring the right toes. The captive muscleman had indeed consented to this exchange, two hours of tickling for one of Justin’s older sports cars, but it was clear that he’d had no idea what he was signing up for. Depending on if you were paying attention or not, Bieber’s affinity for tickling and feet had become somewhat apparent in recent years, from tickling David Dobrik in a club or stroking The Kid Laroi’s toes in the studio. But of course Kit didn’t realize he was giving himself over to someone with such interests, someone who would have this much fun with it; he thought it was just a funny way to make Kit earn the car. For shits and giggles. But it wasn’t like Justin had tricked him or taken advantage of him; he’d merely made the offer and let Kit decide for himself. Kit had figured a whole car for a little tickling was too much of a steal to turn down.

By the time Justin was finished with the left foot, it was dripping on the floor, soaked from the intense worship session. The hand on his right foot stopped tickling around the same time as well, allowing the helpless hunk to catch his breath and remember what not laughing his ass off felt like. His ginger hair hid part of his face from being tossed around so much and he did his best to huff it out of his eyes as his tickler left the chair, giving Kit hope that somehow it’d been an hour already but the realistic part of him knew that couldn’t be true. Justin sat down in front of him on the floor and made eye contact with the flushed actor, “Don’t be too mad at me…I never said I’d go easy on you” Bieber added. “MMMmh” “Yeah, I know duct tape can get kind of annoying after a while but you won’t really need to talk for this next part” Justin assured before stretching his legs out straight and planting his socked feet on Kit’s wide-eyed face.

“MmPhMHM!!” “Go ahead…breath em’ in” Justin instructed while flexing his soles across his guest’s grunting face. The dirty white socks covered Kit’s nose and his cheeks with only moments of non-cheesy air slipping through when his feet would flex enough. “They smell ok, man?” Justin laughed as he grabbed one foot to pull it closer and give it a good sniff for himself. “Not too bad…bad enough but I’ve definitely smelled worse” Bieber smiled as the second foot joined the first to start rubbing all over Kit’s face and messing up his hair even more. “MmpHMMpHM!!” “You’re probably just mad I still have my socks on. Here, let me fix that for you” Justin added before quickly ripping off his crew socks and giving Kit a front row seat to Justin’s gorgeous bare feet.

“Mmhm!!” Kit protested as if he had a choice as the smooth soles made themselves at home on his gagged face, wrinkling and scrunching his toes just to fuck with him. “Now you can probably get a better idea of how great they smell” Justin teased as he kept Kit’s head from jerking away, forcing him to inhale his A+ feet. Kit groaned and breathed in the smell of cologne and sour feet that made up his available air while Justin relished every second, grinning with dominant pride as Kit continued earning the luxury car. Being a foot guy himself, Justin knew his feet were nice and he took good care of them but even if he wouldn’t have thought so, years worth of admirers online never let him forget just how many people would kill to be in Kit’s position, to worship or even get that close to such dreamy feet.

“I think it’s time we get rid of this gag” Bieber soon decided as his feet left Kit’s face and he rolled the tape down until it was an ugly necklace around his neck. “Fuck me…are you serious, mate?! You didn’t say anything about all this!” Kit pointed out. “Alright fine, go ahead and get up then…oh wait” Justin smiled, getting a reluctant laugh of frustration from Kit. “This is mad…seriously mad” “Is it mad, mate? Really?” Justin mocked in his best British accent, getting another annoyed laugh from Kit at the impersonation. “I didn’t take the tape off to hear you talk though; I wanted to hear you laugh” Bieber confessed before scooting a little closer and drilling into Kit’s exposed armpits through his thin t-shirt.

“NNOAOHAOhAOhAA!!! FFuUUCCKkAohAOH!!” Connor erupted with surprised laughter as he pulled on the ropes keeping his arms out to his sides but couldn’t even kind of protect himself from the sneak attack. “Good thing I didn’t just stay at your feet or I would’ve missed this” Justin pointed out with supreme tickler energy as he wiggled and plowed around in Kit’s wildly exposed armpits with horrifyingly free rein. “CcoOMmEEoOoNnAhAOHAOHAA!!” Connor howled with explosive, incredibly charming laughter as he shook under the chair again and Justin destroyed his hairy pits with a smile on his face.

“Show me how much you like my feet and I’ll stop” Bieber instructed as he propped his right foot up in front of Kit’s face. “HAoHANNOOOAOHAO!!” “Now he’s a tough guy…you don’t sound too tough to me” Justin taunted as his fingers grew meaner in the underarms and Kit’s head flew from side to side with wrecked laughter, unable to hide the growing desperation in his voice. “Show me how much you like them and I’ll stop tickling you…be a good boy and lick my feet” Justin encouraged with his plump toes teasing Kit’s chin, enjoying bending his will to serve his gorgeous feet. “AhAOhAFFuUUCCkKyYooUUouOAohAOA!! CCOOMMEEoOoNN!!” Kit shouted with red-faced resistance as the brutal fingers continued jackhammering into his pits and the tops of his ribs with no mercy, knowing full-well how unnervingly available they were to keep being Justin’s targets for as long as he wanted.

The tattooed singer used his other foot to start tickling Kit’s neck, wiggling his bare toes under his chin and around his collar bone while his right foot sat waiting for his surrender. “AhAOhAANnOAoAOH!! GOGoDDAaAAMmmIIiTTAAOAO!!” Kit raged with fiery laughter as the ruthless fingers dug around in his armpits non stop and Justin’s playful toes tickled his neck all in an effort to make him give in. The foot tickling was one thing, torturous but manageable, but this was different, more intense and unwavering, just intense and unwavering enough to make him Justin’s foot boy, even just for a minute.

In the middle of his crazed laughter and violent bucking, Kit stuck out his tongue the best he could and finally licked across the bottom of Justin’s perfect toes. “There it is…show me what you’ve got” the sinister blonde instructed as he stopped tickling and Kit swallowed his pride enough to appease him, letting out an exhale of ‘let’s get this over with’ before taking the smallest toes in his mouth and slurping on them like they were his favorite candy. “AhAoh shit! Yeah!” Justin encouraged with surprise in Kit’s enthusiasm as he sucked his toes clean, getting several giggles out of Bieber too that Connor surely didn’t ignore. “Don’t forget the big toe” Justin pointed out before Kit let the others go and wrapped his mouth around the biggest one like he was prepared to suck every bit of flavor from it as Bieber smiled and giggled at his accomplishment.

“Now one good lick for the rest” Bieber instructed as he lifted up his foot so his sole was facing Kit. “Seriously??” Kit challenged like surely he’d done enough, earning him another taser into his armpit. “AhAOokOOKK!” Connor obliged just to spare himself anymore tickling before letting his tongue slide up the length of Justin’s tangy foot from heel to toe. “I think you might’ve actually liked that a little bit” “Don’t be so sure” Kit fired back, only humoring Justin more. Just about then the timer went off, signaling the end of the two hours. “Thank God! I don’t think I could take anymore tickling” Kit admitted with a smile of relief. “Alright, I guess you earned it. Here ya go, car’s all yours” Justin announced as he pulled the key out of his pocket and sat it on the floor in front of Kit before standing up and walking back around to sit in the chair. “Hey! What are you doing?? Come on, untie me! It’s been 2 hours!” “Yeah, I will…later” “No! Dammit, mate, you’re taking the piss!” “Whatever that means…” Justin grinned before both hands landed back on Kit’s upturned soles and started dancing all over the incredible feet.

“NnOAoHOAOhAH!! YYOoUuUAOhAOHAAASshHOollLEEAhAOhAO!! WWEEHHAADDAaADDEEAAALL!!” Kit protested with truly delicious laughter, like music to Justin’s ears as he toyed with his captive guest. “Alright, I’ll make you a new deal; say ‘I love my feet tickled’ and I’ll stop” Bieber explained without leaving the ultra-smooth pair. “AhoHAFFuUuCCkkYYoOU!! jJuUSSTtSSTTtoHOHP!!” “Just say it…you know you want to” Justin encouraged while letting his fingers wander up to the toes for some more isolated scratches, getting embarrassing shrieks from Kit.

“AAHJJJuUUSSTTiiNN!! AohAHOPpLlLEEAASSE!!” “Say it!” Justin demanded with a much more commanding voice as he started scribbling along the arches of both feet as viciously as he could, cranking out more distraught laughter from his defenseless friend until he fed Justin’s sadistic side once again. “OkOOK! I…I like my feet tickled!” “Like??” Justin challenged before scurrying up the soft soles again. “AAHAHAOOKLLOOVEE LLOOVVEE!! IILLOoOVVEEMMyYFFEEETTTTIIiCCkKLLEDD!!” Kit confessed out of pure survival. “If you want to know a secret, I do too. I guess we have that in common. But I like tickling even more…especially ones like yours” Justin admitted before reigniting his attack on and love affair with both glorious feet. “YYoOuUSsAAiIDDYYOoOuU’DDDSSTToOOpP!!” “I really don’t know why you fell for that” Justin teased to the tune of Kit losing his mind behind him, thrashing around like the Tasmanian Devil and laughing like a broken record with the key to his prize sitting only inches in front of him, his to claim whenever Justin finally got tired of tickling him silly. That is, if he ever got tired of it...