The doorbell rang about 6 p.m. and as David stood outside the front door, he soon heard the sound of massive socked feet smacking the hardwood floor with each step, getting louder and louder until the door opened to the quaint condo and Henry Cavill opened the door. “David! Come on, in” “Thanks” David Corenswet answered with a friendly smile before taking the invitation and walking in. “Nice place, man” “I’m actually still decorating it; I’m pretty shit at that kind of thing” “Same here” David laughed. “I am gonna have to ask you to take your shoes off though” Henry pointed out, directing David’s attention to his sneakered-feet. “Oh sure, yeah” the younger actor quickly obliged and toed off his shoes one at a time until he matched Henry’s socked feet, his black thin crew socks contrasting Cavill’s thicker gray ones.

“I have beer, tea, water…” Henry offered. “Oh, I’m fine for right now. Thanks though” David answered as his leaner feet made quieter steps behind Henry’s 14s on the floor. “Have a seat, make yourself at home” Henry instructed and Corenswet followed suit, choosing one of the leather accent chairs in the living room while his host sat on the leather couch at an angle from him. “Thanks for agreeing to this…I was worried it’d be a little weird or something” David explained with another small flash of his pearly whites. “Weird? I was kind of flattered actually. I mean, my Superman isn’t exactly highly regarded” Cavill admitted. “What? You looked like you came straight out of a comic book” David assured, making Henry laugh a little.

“Well, looks are one thing but it can’t help a troubled franchise. I think you’re coming in at the right time though; you basically get a clean slate from what I’m hearing” Henry added. “Yeah, something like that. The Flash stuff is a little messy but I think they’re hoping the new Superman movie will be a step in the right direction” David answered, obviously gracious about having won the coveted role. “Right, so what kind of questions did you have for me?” Henry asked, getting to the reason for the meeting.

“Well, to start I’m a little worried about the whole fandom stuff…it can get pretty intense from what I’ve seen” “You’re right, it can. I just tried to play it as cool as possible, smile, take pictures and all that when you’re around crowds and things like that but I wouldn’t get online and start reading stuff. That’s just a mistake” Henry laughingly explained, inspiring a similar reaction from his replacement. Part of David had been nervous to have a one on one with him; they’d never even met. But there was an inherent warmth to Henry, an inviting charm that quickly helped put David at ease the way drinking a glass of wine usually did.

“Yeah that makes a lot of sense. People are already starting to talk and speculate and all that. What about the physical aspect? How the hell did you bulk up like that and keep it?” David asked. “I sort of did most of it on my own but the studio might set you up with a trainer. That is, if they want you to put on muscle, they may just put it in the suit” Henry suggested. “I hadn’t thought of that…maybe I can convince James to go that route. Oh, and this might be kind of a silly question but is there a trick or something to the kryptonite scenes? You and the other guys make it look so real but I’ve practiced it in the mirror and I just look kind of stupid” David questioned.

“Haha, I didn’t expect that one. Personally, I thought about being in pain…like I was being burned or something to that effect. But if you don’t wanna play it like that, you could always think about a different weakness…maybe a food you don’t like the taste of or something else you can’t stand being forced on you” Henry laid out, getting the wheels turning in the 30 year old’s head. “Haha funny enough, the only thing I can think of is tickling. I hate it” David admitted with an almost shy laugh like he knew it sounded ridiculous. “Really? Well, that’s one idea” Cavill answered, equally as humored by the answer. “So, you think I should just think about getting tickled?” “If it works for you…we could always test it out if you want” “Test it out?” “I mean, if you wanna practice your reaction on me while you’re here” “Uhh…yeah, sure” David agreed with mild hesitation like he knew he shouldn’t turn down the chance for such specific feedback.

The 40 year old muscleman stood up to face David as he did the same, already able to sense the apprehension in the younger star. “Put your arms up” Henry instructed. “What? Why?” “I’m just gonna give you some inspiration” Cavill explained and David reluctantly obeyed by raising his arms above his head, a terribly unnatural offering his body was on edge about. “So, if you’re supposed to be reacting to kryptonite in a scene, just think about this” Henry pointed out before reaching out to pounce into David’s pits but his arms shot down before they could make contact. “Sorry…I’m sorry, it’s just a reflex. My bad” Corenswet laughingly apologized as he put his arms back up to try and complete the exercise. “You good?” Henry asked. “Yeah, all good” he assured like he was trying to hype himself up but when Henry reached for him again, his body twisted away and his arms locked down by his sides again like a built-in defense.

“Shit! I’m sorry, I don’t know why I can’t just let it happen…I told you I hated it” David reminded with an embarrassed laugh as his cheeks grew red. “I think I’m gonna have to do this the hard way” Henry asserted before plunging into David’s stomach and triggering the same reaction, allowing Cavill to grab both of his wrists and force them behind his back with one hand, wielding his superior strength so he could have an actual go at David. “NO! NOaoHAOhAOA!!” Corenswet erupted with a slew of giggles once Henry was digging into his belly through the collared shirt. “Well, looks like you’ve got the wince and cringing down pat…so that’s a start” Cavill pointed out while David danced around in place and he held his arms back with relative ease, keeping a firm lock on his wrists with his giant hand while poking and kneading into the flat belly.

“OOKOOKK! AohAOhAIiIGGEeTTiIiTT!!” David assured while his black wavy hair flopped around and he tried to escape the situation he’d gotten himself in. “That’s the thing with kryptonite though…you can’t just call it off; if a villain is using it against you, you’re probably gonna be in trouble for a while” Henry casually explained while David doubled over with laughter and tried to jerk away before Cavill’s powerhouse hand started drilling into his ribs with rapid pokes, firing into both sides at random until David was roaring louder in the living room. “HhEENnRRYY!” David shouted with a gorgeous, wide smile as he floundered in place but Cavill didn’t back off, prompting Corenswet to keep struggling until they both fell onto the brown leather couch.

“We’ve gotta make sure you have a real concrete memory to pull from before you start shooting” Henry pointed out as he used his weight to pin David to the couch under him and regained a lock on one of his wrists before forcing his arm up and bending it over the arm of the couch. “NO! You’re gonna kill meeAHAhahAhAA!!” David’s face lit up with fresh hysteria as Henry burrowed into his underarm and the top of his ribs with the knuckles of his closed fist. David’s other arm sat trapped under Henry’s body and his legs kicked around a little but not enough to do anything while Cavill tickled away, twisting his fist around in a grinding motion until his new friend had no choice but to bubble over with thunderous laughter.

“You’re gonna have to toughen up a little, kid” Henry teased like a big brother while moving his twisting fist deeper into David’s fully opened pit, earning a look of wide-eyed panic from the new Superman as it descended. “NOO! NoAOOAAOHAOHA!!” Cavill smiled the biggest he had the whole time at the explosive reaction and continued working his knuckles in while David wiggled around trying to escape.

“AalLLRriiIGGhhTT! AALLRRiIGGhHTT!!” David shouted with sharp squeaks breaking through as he tried to get through to Henry. “Alright, what? I thought you wanted to make sure you had a good reference of tickling to think about for the movie?” Cavill challenged before twisting his fist a little faster right in the base of his armpit. “AAAHAHAIIiDDiiIDD!! AOhAOhAAFFFuUCCkKAHAHA!! CCOoMMEEoONN!! YYoOuuWWIIIINN!!” David tried to convince with a louder, whiner laugh than before like he truly couldn’t stand what Henry was dishing out. His Disney prince-like face contorted with ticklish overload and his mouth couldn’t close for the constant laughter gushing out, moving up and down in octave and desperation depending on how Henry finessed his tickle attack. The tickling was bad enough but the casual way Henry tormented him with it made it twice as bad, keeping David pinned down and tickling him to pieces with the same effort it took to sign his autograph.

“TThHAATTSsSEENnOOuGGhHPPRRAACCTTiiCCEE!” Corenswet assured with higher-pitched laughter as Henry opened his hand to start wiggling around in the same helpless pit. “You can’t ask for my help with playing the man of steel and expect me to half-ass it” Henry answered with another sly grin while David started sweating from thrashing around under him and laughing more than he had probably ever. Cavill’s unreasonably strong fingers sank into his armpit over and over like he was digging small holes and David roared harder than his pride would’ve liked, wrecked by the concentrated tickling that he’d stupidly brought on himself. “WoAoAH!” suddenly escaped Henry and he lifted off David after his hand had gotten free and retaliated with a fiery wiggle into Henry’s iron stomach. “I guess I’m not the only ticklish Superman” David happily pointed out before trying to squirm out from under Cavill now that the pin was compromised.

The slender star quickly slipped past Henry toward the opposite end of the couch but before he could get out of reach, a mighty grip caught one of his ankles. “What?! Come on!” David laughingly argued like he’d bested Henry and had earned his freedom. “Too slow” Cavill grinned as he reeled him back in, leaving David on one leg trying and failing to avoid Henry’s wrath. “Shit – no!” David argued as he was pulled back onto the couch and Henry swiftly reached back to grab his second leg before wrapping them up in his arm. “Is this some kind of fight training too now??” “Well, if you’re Superman in this scenario, I guess I’m what? Bizarro?” Henry teased before letting David’s 9 ½s have it. “NNoOOAoHA! SShIiITTAohAAhAohAWwhHyYAARREeEYYOOuUSSoOGgOOODdAAATTtthhIiSS!?!” Corenswet tried to make sense of while thrashing around on his stomach on the couch and attempting to reach back and intervene.

“Wouldn’t you like to know” Henry answered to mess with him a little more as the captive feet writhed and wiggled beside each other in his bicep prison. “CCoOOmMEeOOonNAhAHA!! SSTTOOoOHOOP!!” David raged with steady waves of giggly laughter Henry so perfectly produced by ravaging his socked targets. Cavill may not have landed every scratch and scribble thanks to the feet fighting him but it really didn’t seem to matter; the strokes that he did land were terrible enough to make up for it and made David shriek into the air almost every time. “Another thing about kryptonite is that clothes don’t help you out, not a Superman suit and definitely not a pair of socks” Henry added as he grabbed the bit of loose fabric at the toes of both socks and started pulling on them. “This is just practice! You can leave my socks on!!” David protested while again trying to distract or stop Henry but only seconds later, the black material slipped off his defenseless feet in a swift disappearing act.

“NO!” David asserted as he finally latched onto Henry’s shoulder to try and derail his new attack, not wanting to find out how worse the vicious fingers would be on his bare feet. Thankfully David recalled his previous discovery and did his best to dig into Henry’s unprotected side while he could. “AAhASHhiT!” Cavill let out in one big laugh before proving he was even more formidable than David realized. In a quick turn of events, Henry stood up and grabbed the arm David had tickled him with before pinning it to his lower back and then forced his ankles back toward his butt before kneeling on the couch and leaning on David’s shins so his feet were stuck between Henry’s stomach and his own ass. “Seriously??” “Seriously” Henry assured with another signature smirk, never once losing control over the situation or breaking a sweat.

Fiery jerks and bucks on the couch couldn’t save David before Henry’s fingers landed on his practically immobile feet and scribbled up and down both creamy soles. “AAAHAHAHANNOO! AohAOhAOhAGGoOoDDdAAmMMiIIITTAOAA!! HhEEnNRryYSSTToHHOOHPP!” David argued through the heavier laughter, realizing now that he had no chance of fighting back in the new position. He tried to use his other arm to at least get in the way but it quickly was caught and locked into place across his back with his other arm, “FfUuCckKAohAOhAAEENnNoOooUuUGGGHH!! aOhAOhAAohAUUUnNCCCLlLEE!!” David laughingly surrendered but Henry wasn’t ready to accept his defeat. “I don’t know if feet this ticklish deserve to wear Superman boots” Henry taunted while focusing his short nails on the angelically soft arches, able to claw along both at the same time. “YyYEEAAaAHhRRiiIGGHHTT!! YyOOuUURREeEETTiiiCCkKlLIiIISSHhTTOoO!!” “What was that?” Henry challenged before his hand suddenly latched around David’s lower side and started squeezing, hurtling David’s laughter to new heights of desperation.

“AAhAOhOOKOOKK! AohAOhAOHAAAALLRRRiiGGhHTT!!” “Alright, what?” “AAHohAOHAYYOoOoUuRREENNOoOTTTiIiCCkkLLLIIISSSHH!!” David proclaimed the best he could as the monster grip annihilated any attitude he’d had moments earlier. “That’s what I thought you said” Henry answered as he let go and returned to the beautiful feet at his mercy, this time concentrating on the bubblegum pink big toes with tight scratches. “OaOoOhAFfuUCckkAohA! GgEETTooOFFmMYYYTTOOOEESS!!” David shouted with a surprised urgency to his laughter, like he didn’t expect his big toes to be such a sweet spot. Henry’s meaty fingers practically melted into the big toes with every stroke, both of them doughy and lush like a cream-filled dessert, no match for Cavill’s unrelenting enthusiasm. His other smaller toes wiggled against Henry’s stomach and his feet tried to squirm free but the way Cavill used his weight to lock his legs in place was basically escape-proof.

The Witcher star soon let his fingers drift down the left toes, invading their curled defense and exploiting the velvet skin they were trying to hide. “AAhAHAAPPLlLEEAASSE!! WWhhAATTtTSSTThEEFFuUUCCkKIIinNnGsSSAAFFEwWOoRRdDdhHEERREE?!” “Why would you need a safeword?” Henry smiled with devilish delight as he made his way to the right set of toes and repeated the same torturous scratching technique until his guest was squealing every few seconds despite his best efforts to hold it in. David was so damn ticklish, too ticklish to resist reacting but part of him wanted to impress Henry, to be liked by him or get his approval on some level. He feared his chance of that was dwindling, like Henry might think he was weak or something; he had to find a way to prove him wrong.

The disheveled actor thought he had a window to make a move when his right toes were spared anymore attention but Henry’s tireless fingers quickly sank into the back of his thigh, putting a panicked look on David’s face before the familiar Hulk grip started squeezing into his leg. “AAAAAH! FFUUuCCKK!! AOhOAHNOoNNOAOohAOA!! OOHMmyYGGOOODDAohAOHA!!” David howled the loudest he had the whole time, partly because he’d been worn down by now and partly because his thighs had always been unbearable. His head flew around and his body shook on the couch like he didn’t know what to do, overwhelmed by the severe chomps into his thigh like nothing he’d ever felt, easily outdoing any tickling they’d endured before today. “I can almost fit my whole hand around your thigh” Henry taunted with a laugh as he continued squeezing into the area of his thighs that’d been left open and forcing out deranged laughter as David reached a new threshold of ticklish misery.

Corenswet was strong in his own right, though not anywhere close to Henry, and his long, limber legs were probably the strongest part of his body. That combined with how desperate he was to get out of the hold and evade anymore tickling ended up accidentally being his way out of the inescapable situation. “AohAOhOAhOOoOkOOKK!!” David shouted with sharp laughter as one leg managed to kick upwards and force Henry off him, landing him on the other end of the couch and effectively ending the acting exercise. David sat up and rested against the other arm of the couch after pulling his feet out of reach of Henry, making the older man laugh at his paranoia. “Good move…I didn’t know if you had it in you” Cavill admitted. “Thanks…I didn’t mean to kick you but I thought I was gonna explode” “I could tell; you’re a pretty ticklish guy” “Yeah…you think we could keep that a secret between us?” “Of course. Us Supermen have to look out for each other” Henry answered, putting David more at ease as he regained his composure and ran his hand through his hair to fix it a little.

“So now, when you have to do a kryptonite scene you’ll have something to think about hating” Cavill added. “That’s an understatement haha” David answered, still a bit embarrassed he hadn’t handled it any better than he had. “I guess I might’ve gone a little overboard…but I could make it up to you” Henry suggested as he reached for one of David’s feet only for it to retract. “Relax, I’m not gonna tickle you. I give great massages, really” Henry assured, convincing David to relinquish his right foot to him. As much as David wanted to avoid getting tickled again, he found himself struggling to say no to Henry, as if he casted a silent spell with his voice anytime he talked. His powerful hands took hold of David’s foot and quickly proved tickling wasn’t his only talent, kneading in with his thumbs from the tender heel all the way up the middle of his bare foot.

“Shit…that feels amazing” David almost moaned as he relaxed into the couch a little more. “I told you” Henry answered with pride, just as good at bringing pleasure as he was suffering. “Where did you learn how to massage like that?” “As much as I wish I could say it’s all me, Jason Momoa actually taught me. Those were some long days on the Justice League set haha” Henry explained while focusing on the meatier edge of David’s foot and working his fingers in like it was putty in his hands. “Well, I guess I could at least return the favor” David soon suggested as he grabbed the leg of Henry’s pants and hoisted the giant foot into his lap. “Sure, you can handle it?” “I am Superman after all” David smiled before using the knuckles of his fist to knead in just above Henry’s heel. “Ooh…that’s nice” Cavill pointed out, encouraging David to keep going.

David could feel the strength of Henry’s foot even through the thick crew sock, his fist practically enveloped by the wrinkling sole each time he moved around. “It may be better if I take the sock off…if that’s not weird” David added with a light laugh. “Go for it” Henry answered and David grabbed the top part of the sock that’d scrunched up above his ankle and peeled it off to reveal the huge bare foot, one half of the metaphoric shoes he was about to fill. His feet were longer than they were wide, with a low arch and peach heels and balls that matched the tips of his toes.

David was almost intimidated once he saw the full picture and it was resting there on his knee but he started concentrating on the balls with his thumbs, mimicking Henry’s technique a little. David’s fingers couldn’t really manipulate Henry’s sole the way his own so easily was, instead rubbing into the thick balls with barely a ripple of flesh each time. He had to rely on the facial expressions and audible cues to know if he was even still doing a good job while Cavill manhandled his foot with the same ease that he’d tickled it, now pressing into the very middle with his masterful thumbs until David could barely focus on massaging the foot in front of him.

“Momoa tends to get a little bit wilder than this though; you should’ve seen me the first time he gave me the full treatment” Henry laughingly explained. “What do you mean?” “I guess I can show you a little if you want” Cavill answered before bringing the foot closer to his face and running his tongue sideways along the tops of the bright pink balls, making David’s leg twitch a little but it didn’t tickle enough to keep him from enjoying it. “That’s…different” “He wouldn’t ever tell me where he was going either; he’d randomly go all over the place. Affleck especially hated that part” Henry added before demonstrating for David by slipping the smaller few toes in his mouth and sucking on them with gentle affection, surprising Corenswet and forcing him to grip the couch cushion.

“That feels soAoho crazy” he admitted. “Crazy good?” “…I think so” David answered, making Henry laugh again as he made his way up to the big, juicy toe and let it slide past his lips just the same. His tongue slinked around like a snake on a post while his lips provided their own massage, making David squirm on the end of the couch with ticklish satisfaction. “I don’t think I’ve ever known toes to taste good but yours do” Henry added as the big toe plopped out of his mouth. “Really? I bet yours aren’t so bad…” David answered, halfway just being polite and halfway like he was taking Henry’s lead as he let his tongue slither between some of Cavill’s long toes to get a good taste. “OoohAoMOHmDAmN!” Henry couldn’t help but giggle despite his best efforts and shifted around on the couch as David licked between all four of his smaller toes, accidentally reminding the action star that he was more ticklish than he liked to admit.

David had to hold onto his ankle just to keep Henry from pulling away at times and subverted his host’s expectations by stopping short of the big toe in favor of licking all the way down his handsome foot, winding down from the base of the toes and snaking from side to side until he was slurping on the salty heel with his full lips fully devoted to the task. “Fuck…” was all Henry could say as his eyes closed a bit and he relished the foot worship, surprised by David’s willingness. “That good?” Corenswet asked once he backed off. “Very…Jason would be proud. I didn’t realize it before now but my foot almost looks bigger than your head” Henry laughed. “I think you’re right; it’s huge” “Let’s see” Cavill decided before scooting a little closer and bringing his bare foot up to David’s chiseled face and claiming it, planting his meaty sole across the entire thing.

“Shit, yeah…it is bigger” David admitted with his lips struggling to work right under the smooth, dry weight on his face. “You never said how mine tasted” Cavill pointed out while flexing his toes into David’s thick hair. “They’re definitely more savory than sweet” Corenswet answered before jogging his memory with a long, flat lick up the middle, prompting Henry to purposefully over exaggerate his arch so David’s tongue had to lather the full flexed contour of his supreme foot. “Yep…like a tangy cheese or like the little nuts they put on sundaes” David explained, humoring Henry. “What about the other one?” Cavill questioned before bringing his leg up toward him to rip the second sock off and let his fresh bare foot rest on David’s face while the other sat on his chest.

David gave him a quick look like he understood his game and ran his tongue up from the heel of the new foot, lapping up the equally fantastic sole until there was a glaze of admiration running up the length of the left foot. “That’s weird, this one put a bad taste in my mouth, almost as bad as when I saw Batman vs Superman” David confessed, unable to keep a straight face in his delivery. “Oh, you wanna be funny, alright, fine” Henry challenged with a flash of his stellar smile before grabbing David’s ankle and bringing the bare foot closer to his face and nibbling on the side of it just above his arch. “AAAHAAHAH!! WWWhHAAATTThhhEEEFFuuUCCCKK!? AoHAohAohANOONNOOAOhAOH!! II’MMSSoOORrRYYY!!!” David erupted with a fresh uproar, this one louder and more screamy than the last.

He tried to yank his foot back or tickle Henry’s feet in front of him but Cavill quickly planted his feet on David’s arms to pin them to the couch, allowing him to punish him for the comment without interruptions. “AAhANNOOAoAOAHAOHA!! CcCOoOMmMEEOOoNNN!!” David tried to convince as Henry’s mouth devoured his supple sole and his short beard tickled the rest of his sole at the same time for an unintentional combo attack. Corenswet flailed on the couch and tried to kick his foot free but Henry wasn’t deterred or even distracted, nibbling and slurping up and down his delicious foot with a serious appetite that refused to let David off the hook. “OOKOOK!! AohAOhAAohAOhAIIWWaAASSKkIiIDDDiiNNnGGG!! IIiWWAASSKKIiiDDdiIINNnGG!!” David tried to convince with increasingly out of control laughter, unable to stop Cavill from snacking on his foot until he soon fell off the couch and onto the floor, subsequently yanking his leg from Henry’s grip.

“What the hell was that?!” an exhausted David asked as he sat up. “That’s another trick you can blame on Momoa. I’ve never seen it work that well though” Henry laughed as he started putting his socks on. “That’s a messed up trick” “I can’t disagree with you there. I’ve actually gotta take Kal out for a walk; it’s about that time but you’re welcome to come with us if you want” “Thanks but I better be getting home. Thanks for giving me some pointers though; I’m sure they’ll come in handy” David answered as he too found his socks. “Happy to help. Let me know if you ever have any other questions” “Will do. Maybe we can hang out again sometime, get lunch or something” Corenswet suggested. “That’d be nice. Good luck with the role; I think you’ll be great” “Thanks, man. That means a lot” “At least you already have the kryptonite part down” Henry teased. “Haha, I guess I had a good teacher.”