“How the hell did you get a flush??” Chris Pratt challenged with animated disbelief. “I just played my hand right” Tom Holland replied with a smile he couldn’t hide after winning the round of poker. “He doesn’t have to cheat like somebody else” Chris Hemsworth chimed in with another sip of his bourbon. “I don’t cheat” Pratt refuted from across the small table. “Bullshit! I’ve seen cards fall out your sleeve more than once” Chris Evans pointed out. “Whatever, we’re playing another hand” the Guardians of the Galaxy star decided while his buddies/co-stars laughed at how much of a sore loser he was. “Tom, did they ID you for that six pack or did the cashier just recognize you at the store?” the body-building Aussie teased. “I’m 25! And I’ve been able to drink in England for years” the youngster of the group replied to the dig. “They recognized you didn’t they?” Evans added. “…yeah and they wanted a picture” Tom admitted with a mildly deflated ego as Pratt dished out the cards and the older three laughed even louder at Holland’s retelling.

“If you win again, we’re kicking you out” Pratt informed while he finished off his fourth beer. “It’s my hotel room!” the Spider-Man star reminded. “How long are you in town, Tom?” Chris Evans asked. “Just until tomorrow; I’m flying home around 10” the lovable brunette answered while assessing his cards. “Nice socks, mate” Hemsworth interjected upon noticing a pair of discarded pizza-patterned socks Tom had worn the day before. “Thanks, you can have them if you want…I just don’t know if they’ll fit your feet” Holland teased with a smirk above his cards. “They’re not that big are they?” Hemsworth asked before propping his sheer-socked foot on the table and wiggling his buttery toes in the black, see-through material. “Save it for OnlyFans! We’re trying to play poker here” Evans added with a big, boozy chuckle. “I think mine are actually bigger” Pratt added as he put his own ankle-socked foot on the table to compare, persuading Tom to get at eye level with both of them to judge.

“Yep, I think Pratt’s are a little bigger…and thicker” Holland laughingly concluded. “I think somebody spiked your drinks” Evans added like a mature big brother. “Don’t be jealous, mate…your feet must be pretty small considering the fake ones you had to wear in the first Captain America” Hemsworth challenged. “I was running in the street all day, Crocodile Dundee” Evans quipped back, making Tom nearly spit out his beer from laughter. “Prop em’ up here then” Hemsworth proposed. “What? Come on, I’m trying to play a game” Evans refused as he tried to move on from the subject.

“We’re all friends here, just show us so we know whose are the biggest” Pratt encouraged with growing interest in rousing him up. “You guys are crazy, just pay attention to your hand instead of my feet” Evans refused as his face began to grow a slight shade of red. “Fine, I’ll see for myself” Hemsworth announced before looking under the table and reaching out to grab Chris’ booted foot. “What are you doing?? Leave me alone!” Evans barked with a surprised laugh. “Grab the other one” Hemsworth instructed, prompting Pratt to reach down and try to catch his friend’s foot. “You guys are fucking crazy!” Evans added as he stood up and skirted around the table to avoid the attention. “What’s the big deal? We just wanna see those All-American feet” Hemsworth teased with a devious expression as Pratt followed suit, both men going after Evans until they tackled him onto the bed. “Get off me!!” Evans protested as he tried to fight them off and the other Chrises worked to pin him down.

“Get his boots off!” Hemsworth instructed to the only one of them not preoccupied. Evans tried to object with hilarious panic but Tom had downed enough alcohol to get involved, happy to be included. The youngest actor corralled one of the powerful legs in his arm and unlaced the boot as fast as he could. “Tom, come on!! This isn’t funny, assholes!!” Evans laughingly barked while struggling against the triple-team attack. “Almost got it…” Tom added just as he tugged the boot off to reveal a navy blue socked foot, charmingly aromatic. “Mother fuckers!! Get off!” Evans shouted with nervous frustration as Tom sized up the fresh foot.

“What’s the verdict?” Pratt asked as he wrangled Evans’ arm. “Hmm…nope; Pratt’s are still the biggest” Holland announced. “Now get the fuck off me!!” Evans ordered as he became more anxious having his foot in somebody else’s control. “Chris, you aren’t ticklish are you?” Tom proposed with a twinkle of mischief in his eye before fluttering a few fingers up the thinly socked foot. “NoOAoAOOhAoOA!!” exploded from Evans with a sudden outburst, almost shooting out from his buddies’ grip off the bed to protect his tender feet but his co-stars held him down. “Wow haha…you are ticklish” Tom pointed out with enough beer in him to be more brazen than usual, quickly giving into the fresh temptation by peeling back the sock until Evans’ peachy heel was exposed. “NO! Don’t take my damn sock!! Tom, come on!!” he protested but Holland scratched along the vulnerable flesh only for a few moments until the older actor broke free. “AAaAOHAOHAFFUUuUUCKK!!! Give me bBaACCkkMMmyDDAAMmNn FFOoOOTtT!” Evans shouted with a violently ticklish reaction, the other two Chrises now laughing along too hard to hold him down anymore.

“Oh, come on…we were just goofing around” Pratt added. “Sorry, man…I didn’t mean to go too far” Tom tried to soothe while Evans put his boot back on. “Don’t sweat it; he’s just a little foot shy” Hemsworth explained with a playful smirk as Evans cooled down. “None of this leaves the hotel room and if it does I know who to put a hit out on” a disheveled Evans replied before one of his flashy smiles snuck out, showing he wasn’t actually mad. The rest of the group started back toward the table but when Evans stood back up he caught Tom with one arm and took him to the ground. “What are you doing?!” Tom laughingly questioned but Evans didn’t bother giving an explanation as he forced Tom’s arm over his head and pinned the other behind his back before launching onto his co-star’s ribs.

“AAAH!! HAohAnOONNOAOHAOhAAAIIMMsSSoOoORRYY!!” Holland erupted with wide-eyed laughter with the strong fingers poking and drilling all over his ribs and down his side. “You didn’t think I’d just let you tickle me did you?” Evans challenged with a fiendish grin. “You look like you could use some help” Pratt suggested. “Yeah, go for it” Evans agreed to Tom’s horror before Hemsworth sat across his knees and dove into the lean thighs. “OOoHOHSshHiIITT!! aHoHAaCCOOMmEEOOoN!!” “It’s a good finger work out, that’s for sure” Hemsworth teased while squeezing up and down the upper legs, able to wrap his hands around most of the thighs with each pinch.

Pratt pinned Tom’s ankles down with one hand and let loose on the socked feet with his other, spidering all over both soles with a big smile like he was happy to be causing such hysteria. “AAHoAhoahAGGuUYyYsSsSS!! AHoHAnNNONOnOOO!! YYOOoUUWWiIInN!!” Tom howled with an admission of defeat, hoping it’d be enough to end the gang attack. “What do we win?” Hemsworth asked while kneading into the inner thighs. “WWhHATTEEEVVEERRyYoOOuuWWAAahAhaNNTT!!” “I kind of want to keep going” Evans answered with another flashy smile before suddenly jumping into Tom’s open armpit with tight, stiff fingers. “NnOOoOooHAOHA!!” Holland fell apart again, floundering against Evans’ mighty hold on him only moments before he felt the socks slip off his feet.

“I almost forgot you had this tattoo here” Pratt added with genuine surprise before scratching along the inked sole. “AAAHHahoahAohASSTToOHOoPPPSSTTTOOoPpiIiITT!!” Holland tried to deter with fresh panic but there was no stopping Pratt as he switched back to tickling both feet at once, taking full advantage of Tom’s smooth, youthful soles and how insanely sensitive they were. “So, Tom…if you had to say, which one of us is your favorite?” Hemsworth asked to put their English friend on the spot. “AHoAHWWHhAATT?!” “Come on, you can say me; they won’t care” Evans added as he continued digging around in the terribly exposed armpit. “IiIdDOOoNNTTHHAAAVVEeAAAFFAAVVOoORRiITTEE!!” Tom answered to avoid making his situation any worse. “You sure about that?” Hemsworth questioned as he latched around the spot just above both knees with sharp, rapid squeezing. “AAAHAoHAOhAOAHAOOKOoKKOOK!! AHoHAoHAAYyOOuUYYOOuUU!! HHhEEMmSSWWOoORRTTThh!!” Holland shouted in ticklish desperation to save himself.

“What? You gotta be kidding me” Pratt challenged before punishing Tom’s pink soles even more, forcing out heavier laughter as he squirmed in the tight pin. “I think you meant to say me” Evans added as he too made Tom regret his answer by tweaking his nipple a couple times and kneading into his ribs with wide, vicious fingers. “AAhoAHAOHAAOhAOHAAOhAPPLLLEeEEAAsSEEE!! AHoHAAOaHALLEETTmMEEgGOOO!!” Tom begged while trying to get loose but Evans didn’t let up, his only relief coming in the form of Pratt’s curiosity when he fluttered along Hemsworth’s unsuspecting foot.

“hHeEY! What was that?” the Aussie turned around to ask but Pratt ignored it like nothing had happened. “Don’t start something you can’t finish” Hemsworth warned before leaving Tom’s legs and turning his attention to the former sitcom star, tackling him until they were wrestling around on the floor. “Holy shit…I forgot how ticklish I am” Tom confessed as he caught his breath once Evans stopped. “Pratt’s just as ticklish; watch” Evans assured after letting him go and jumping in to help Hemsworth overpower the brawny goofball.

Pratt assumed Evans was there to help him and didn’t bother defending himself when he joined them, allowing Evans to easily corral one of Pratt’s arms. “Hey! What the fuck, man?! I thought you were on my side!” “That’s on you!” Evans laughed as Hemsworth caught the other arm and mimicked Evans’ lock before they both went after Pratt’s vulnerable upper body. “AhAoAAmMOoOtTTTHhhEERRFFuUcckKEER!! AHoahaAFFUUCCKKyYOOuUUGGUuYSS!!” Pratt raged with thunderous laughter as Evans wiggled into the side of his chest and Hemsworth launched into his armpit, digging in with brutal enthusiasm. Pratt’s massive arms pulled against them as hard as they could but the other Chrises weren’t exactly weak, leaving him no choice but to endure their merciless tickling.

“I’ve got his feet!” Tom happily announced before wrapping himself around the left leg and letting loose on the meaty socked foot. “NNNOoOTTTTHhEeFEEeEEET!! aHoAHOAHANNOoNNOOAOHAOHA!!” barreled out of Pratt with an obvious dread in his protests but Holland proved he was just as game for the tickle turn-about as his friends. He scratched and scribbled all over the wide sole while holding onto the writhing leg like a bull rider, pumping out crazy laughter while the other Chrises dominated the rest of him. Hemsworth pulled Pratt’s t-shirt up and dipped a finger into his bellybutton, wiggling around in the deep navel with a mischievous smirk. “I only do this with my really close friends” Hemsworth teased as Pratt bucked against them with frantic laughter. “AAHOHAaFFuUCCkKOOoOfFF!! AHoYYOouUUAAsSHhOOoLLLEE!!” “You gonna just let him call you that, man?” Evans challenged. “Yeah right” Hemsworth assured before unleashing both hands on Pratt’s hairy stomach.

“AAohAOhAohAohNNoOnNNOoO!! AHohOHAaAFFUuCckKkAhAha!!” Pratt bubbled over with his head shaking back and forth, now with Evans holding his arms back with his own arms and legs for a full pin out to his sides. Hemsworth’s quick fingers danced all over the solid belly with playful taunting while Tom ripped the sock off and let loose on the lush bare foot as mean as he could. “OOHohoHOhSsHIiIITT!! AHAHohAOhAAEENNNoOOUUGGHH!! AHohAohaaAGGuUYySSS!!” Pratt let out with another violent buck against Evans but he held him the best he could while Hemsworth pulled the shirt up more to start playing with his beefy chest, jabbing into his pecs and teasing his nipples as Tom ravaged Pratt’s incredibly ticklish size 13. Holland didn’t even bother teasing Pratt while he got his revenge; he was too focused on tickling him the best he could with a supreme focus on scratching across every bit of his buddy’s meaty foot.

“AAHoHAaoOKKOoOHAOhAoHAA!!” Pratt roared with ticklish overload as one arm broke free of Evan’s leg hold and he quickly forced him off his other arm before prying Tom off his foot with his other leg. The disheveled star got to his feet and stood against the wall to catch his breath, looking like he’d narrowly escaped a near death experience, “Holy shit...” “Oh my God that was hilarious” Evans laughed and Tom threw Pratt’s sock back over to him after a quick whiff and funny face. “We should’ve just stuck with the card game” Pratt added. “Nothing wrong with fucking around every now and then, right?” Hemsworth replied before getting up to finish his drink while Evans and Tom made eye contact, seemingly reading each other’s mind before moving closer to Hemsworth.

“No way, no – fuck that! You’re not getting me!” the golden Aussie assured as he avoided his friends and ran across the bed to get away but Pratt intercepted him with a bear hug hold and took him down onto the bed. “Get him!” Pratt announced with his best effort to hold the powerhouse. “Ugh! Get off me!” Hemsworth laughingly struggled until Evans wrapped both writhing legs in an arm lock, yanked off the sheers socks, and went to down on his friend’s fantastic bare feet. “AAAhAohAGGooDDddAAmMIIiIT!! AHoAHoAHAGgGEETToOoFFFAohAOHA!!” Hemsworth broke within a few seconds of the ruthless fingers on his soft soles, with Evans making sure to give him the worst he could dish out.

“Shit, he broke out!” Tom announced after seeing Hemsworth’s arms got loose but Pratt quickly put him in a full-nelson hold, leaving him even more vulnerable than before. “ThHiiSsiiSsbBUuLLlLSShHiIIiT!!” “You tickled me; it’s only fair” Holland added with a sinister twinkle in his eye before plowing into the fully exposed armpits. “NNnoOoOhAOA!!” Hemsworth’s whole body strained against Pratt but couldn’t get away and Tom took full advantage of how much free rein he had over the muscle man. He quickly learned the base of his pits, near his chest were especially killer and zeroed in with stiff fingers on both sides to get Hemsworth gushing even harder. “AHAOHAAOHAaAFFUUUuCCkK!! HoAHaOhAANnONNNOoAHoahAOHA!!” “Hey, Tom why don’t you grab something to shut him up a little bit” Pratt suggested with a nod toward the floor and Holland took the hint, grabbing Pratt’s discarded dirty sock and shoving it in Hemsworth’s wide-open mouth.

“mMMPhmhmMHMmMHM!!” the 38 yr. old argued behind the savory gag once Tom returned to the handsome pits on full blast. “How’s that taste? I forgot to change them for a few days so it should be pretty flavorful by now” Pratt taunted until Hemsworth was able to finally spit the sock out. “AAHohAAFFuUcCkKIInNGGSsiIICCKK!!” “You can say you liked it, it’s fine” Pratt assured as he held the arms in place and Tom laughed at their exchange while dominating the hairy hollows. Evans soon switched to sitting across the ankles on the edge of the bed and with both hands now free, things got even worse for Hemsworth and his godly feet. Instead of five fingers scribbling over the velvet soles, Evans started raking up and down from heels to toes with sharp, deliberate strokes. “AAAAHAHAohAAOH!! AHoAHaNNoONNOO!! NNoOMMmoOORREEE!! AHAHAAAAAHAHaH!!” Pratt laughed in Hemsworth’s ear as he lost his usual cool, unable to handle such concentrated attention on his heavenly feet and Tom wrecking his armpits at the same time.

The tickling may have been brutal but with Hemsworth being the most athletic, strongest one of them, he was eventually able to slip his legs free and shove Evans off the bed. Tom didn’t even notice until the legs swung back up and wrapped around his head, forcing him to stop tickling. “What the hell?!” Holland tried to counteract and Pratt let go to squeeze into Hemsworth’s hips, the sudden attack forcing him to let Tom go. “Didn’t see that coming” Evans added with a laugh as he fixed his hair and Hemsworth rolled off the bed to distance himself from any tickling fingers. “No more tickling…I’m calling a truce now” Hemsworth announced while collecting himself. “Now that we know how ridiculously ticklish you are?” Tom pointed out with a smirk. “Alright, truce” Evans agreed and Pratt and Holland followed, relieving everyone of any potential surprise attacks or ambushes.

“Now can we get back to the card game?” Evans asked. “Yeah, I’m down” Pratt agreed and they all sat down in their original spots. “Who’s dealing this time?” Hemsworth asked. “I think it’s my turn” Pratt answered and took the cards before shuffling them and dealing them out. While the group assessed their hands, Pratt accidentally dropped one to the floor. “Shit, how’d I do that?” he asked himself before reaching down to grab it but Hemsworth subtly bent down at the same time and that’s when Evans felt something grab his legs. “What the hell!? Wha-NO! Guys we made a truce!!” Evans protested as he realized what was happening and felt his legs being forced toward the other ends of the table until Pratt and Hemsworth each had an ankle pinned between their legs.

“Fucking let me go!! Come on!!” Evans laughingly argued while trying his best to pull back but couldn’t before his shoes and socks were gone again and his sneaky co-stars were going town on his shy feet. “oOHAoAHoHAohaOhAAAohAohANNooNnOOHOA!! AOhAohAAASsTToOHOPPP!!” Evans erupted as he floundered in the chair and Tom watched with a front row seat, more than happy to see how it unfolded. Pratt pried the toes back of the right foot and dragged his nails in every direction across the trapped foot while Hemsworth used all ten fingers to ravage the other desperately ticklish sole and Tom started filming with his phone. “GGEETToOOFFFmMMEEAaAssHhOOLleESSS!!” “Sebastian and Robert are gonna love this” Tom added, making sure to get some shots of Evans’ bare feet in case he never saw them again and his over-the-top reaction to the steady tickling.

Evans didn’t escape the tickling nightmare until his chair tipped over and he crawled away from the table after close to 10 minutes. “Alright, now we can truce” Hemsworth announced with a dirty look from Evans. “Hey, send that video to me” Pratt instructed and Tom went to his photos to find it. “What? It’s not here…I had the camera going, I know I did” Holland tried to figure out but his Instagram was suddenly blowing up at the same time. He opened the app and quickly realized why he couldn’t find the video but about the same time the others’ started getting a sudden flow of notifications too, “Chris, it was an accident – I swear!” Tom assured with guilt on his innocent face as Evans, Pratt, and Hemsworth learned Holland had livestreamed the entire tickle attack, getting a laugh of disbelief from the hunky Australian. “This day keeps getting better and better”