“Alright everyone, I’m here with Thor himself, Chris Hemsworth” The MTV reporter announced as the camera moved over to the blonde stud. “It’s good to be here” he smiled back. “So I know you’re currently working on the newest Avengers film with Chris Evans, Robert Downy Jr., and Scarlet Johansson; what is it like working with such an all-star cast again?” “Well, we all got really close filming the first film so it’s like a family reunion, you know? We all get a long great and go out for dinner at least a few times a week; everyone plays off of each other really well so it’s hardly like we’re working at all” the Aussie hunk answered with a charming smile.

“Wow that sounds like a lot of fun! So, we have a few Twitter questions from some fans if you don’t mind answering them” “Sure thing” “Ok, first we have one from Thorlover89: If you could play any other super hero who would it be?” “Ahh, as much as I love playing Thor, I’ve always thought Wolverine was a bad ass so I’d love to play him for sure” “I could definitely see you with some claws” the reporter laughed. “Oh, here we go, a little juicer question from Mrs.Hemsworth17: Are you ticklish?” Chris’ face blushed a bit as he hesitated to answer the prying question but tried to play it off. “That’s a tough one…but I’m not ticklish really; Thor can’t be ticklish” he nervously laughed, hoping it would be enough of an answer to move on. “I don’t believe that now” the female reporter grinned as she made tickling fingers and acted like she was going to test him out. The buff actor jumped a little at the fake out but the she sat back in her chair and he did the same, relieved the reporter wasn’t willing to actually tickle him. Chris just smiled through his discomfort and fielded the next question, knowing he’d dodged a ticklish bullet.

Later that day Chris arrived to the beach house he and his brother, Liam had purchased together about a year earlier. Neither of them had really had a chance to enjoy it since buying the quaint house but this weekend both of their schedules were finally free enough to spend some quality brother time together at the surfside property. Chris saw Liam’s car in the driveway and assumed he was inside, walking in with his bag but he didn’t see his him anywhere. The hulking actor was drawn to the glass door facing the ocean and couldn’t help but admire the view, watching the waves crash and the birds on the sand until a sudden rush of electricity surged through his body. “AHHH!!” Chris let out with a giggly outburst as he spun around to knock Liam’s stiff-fingered taser free from his sides. “What the hell?! How long have you been here?” Chris asked as Liam laughed at his lively reaction. “About an hour” "Just waiting here to jump out at me?" "Maybe" "Right...well, I didn't come down here just for that, mate. Let's go to the beach" Chris suggested with a playful punch into Liam's shoulder before stripping off his own shirt and opening the sliding door.

A few minutes later the acting duo found a spot at the more vacant area of the shore, their naked toes sifting through the sand as they lathered up with sun screen, unintentionally showing off their sculpted bodies before grabbing their surf boards and heading into the water. The blonde brothers rode wave after wave and fell just as often for nearly an hour until Liam grew tired and headed back to the shore, surprising Chris when he returned to find him knocked out cold on his towel. "Man, I guess the water took it out of him" he laughed as he dried off a little and watched his little brother snooze on the sand, inspiring an idea that was too good to ignore.

Just as Chris finished packing the sand around Liam’s chest, the 24 year old’s eyes opened to see his brother at work. “...hey! What the hell are you doing??” “Just helping you get more comfortable” Chris grinned with a mischievous look that Liam recognized by now. “I can’t…I can’t move!” Liam realized as he tried to budge in the tight sand, a slight panic intensifying while Chris put the finishing touches on the burial. Liam tried to squirm loose but the only thing that moved were his tan feet sticking out of the opening at the other end, drawing Chris’ attention as well as a few wandering fingers to dance along the bottom of the long toes. "HhEEY!"

"I guess you're still plenty ticklish” the 33 year old smiled, striking fear in his buried brother. “No! Come on, don’t tickle mEeehAOhaoHA” Liam broke into giggly protests as Chris started scratching up back and forth across the smooth soles. “HAAnoNNOONnNoAOhOHAAOHAFfuUuCcKKiInnNGGSSTOoOooPPP!” Liam shouted the best he could as he tried to get free but Chris was too invested in playing with the big bare feet. The golden Aussie's long fingers allowed him to explore the trapped size 12s with devious ease, scratching up and down the lengths of both sandy soles while Liam's head bobbed around with increasingly frustrated laughter. "GGEETthhEEFfFuUuCCkKOooFFFAohA!" "What a potty mouth! That's no way to convince anybody to be nicer to you" Chris teased with another sharp smile of delicious cruelty as he relished in the unique joy of tickle domination. "WWAaiITTuUnNnTTiIlllIii GGEETTooOuUuTTAAHA!" "Now I'm really scared" Chris laughed before jumping to the wiggling toes for a surprise attack, sparking a wild-eyed look from Liam as his brother's nails started clawing along the undersides of all ten toes.

"AAHAHAHSSHHIITT! SSHHIIT!! AohANNOOAOHA!!" Liam had no choice but to come to life with more than he wanted, hating to give Chris the satisfaction of such a vibrant reaction but he just couldn't help it. "Wowee...don't pee your pants now" Chris taunted as he continued terrorizing the strong yet soft toes, actively fighting the fingers in their only line of defense but Chris just laughed more at his attempts and scratched away down both rows with fiendish concentration until Liam finally shook himself free of the sand prison. "You're the worst...the fucking worst, mate" Liam added as he caught his breath. "Yeah, yeah" Chris brushed off with a slap of Liam's leg, making him pull both legs back just in case.

Roughly 30 minutes later Liam was stepping out of the shower, in need of getting the sand off him and from between his toes after they'd been teased so much. With a new pair of shorts on, the tall drink of water made his way back into the kitchen with a growing appetite, leading him to search the fridge for something he could get his hands on but came up with nothing. "Damn. Did we not get any food delivered before we got here?" Liam questioned, convincing him to see if Chris knew something he didn't and guiding his fresh bare feet toward Chris' bedroom. "Hey, do you kn-" Liam stopped short as he rounded the corner, finding his big brother asleep on the bed. The laptop in his lap told him he must've been answering emails or something and just knocked out from their time at the beach, still with his legs stretched out in front of him and his feet crossed at the ankles so his flawless soles were facing Liam. The smirk that grew on Liam's face was unmistakable, one of a little brother's opportunity for revenge.

"FIRE! Chris, there's a fire!" Liam shouted, waking Chris up and putting him on red alert. "Fire?! What the fuck??" Chris questioned as he jumped out of the bed and ran toward the bedroom door just as planned, too frazzled to pay attention to the bungee cord that'd been stretched across the bottom of the door. "AAGhSHiT!" Chris hit the carpeted hallway floor with a thud, still not with it enough yet to know what was really going on until Liam pounced on him out of nowhere, sitting across his back and facing his legs. "Liam?! What are you doing?! Where's the fire??" "There is no fire, dummy" Liam laughed as he wrangled the left leg and pinned the other down with his own legs. "The fuck are you doing!? Get off me!" Chris demanded with confused frustration as he tried to get a better handle on the situation but he couldn't make his arms move like he wanted. Unbeknownst to him, the bracelets that he always wore had been clipped together while he was asleep, essentially leaving his hands stuck under him.

"Payback's a bitch!" Liam announced with a flashy, devious smile before making his point with five, eager fingers all over the captured foot. "AAhAHAFFuUCCKK!" burst out of Chris just as loudly as Liam had hoped, proving he too was just as ticklish as ever. "GgEETtTooOFFmMMEEEE mMOoOTThHEERRFFAhAHAFFuUcCkKEERR!!" "Now I'm a motherfucker, huh?" Liam laughed as he held the foot tight and did his worst, scribbling as evilly as he could up and down the long, peach sole. Chris' abundance of muscles threatened to overthrow the revenge scheme every time he thrashed or bucked around but Liam was strong enough to hold his position and keep a lock on the handsome foot he was determined to wreck. "AohAohIimMGGoOnNAAHHAFFFuUuCCkKYYoOuU UUPpPFFOoRRRTTHhiISSAHA!!" Chris warned as he fought to get at Liam, itching to turn the tables and make him regret tickling him. "I can't here you over that ticklish little bitch laughing" Liam taunted, knowing how much it would intensify Chris' need to get at him. "AhAohAFFuuUCkKYyOuuUAohAOHA!" Chris raged a little higher once Liam was focusing on the generous arch, clawing back and forth with an urgency like he knew he needed to make every second count.

"NnoAoAOHAOH!! GGOoODDdDAAmMIiiTT!! GGEETTOOoOoFF!!" "You started this shit on the beach, mate, not me" Liam pointed out as he beamed with unique excitement at how wild he was driving his brother, refusing to back off of the nuclear arch. He knew the simple bracelet bondage wouldn't hold Chris for very long, motivating him to go big while he could and pull the other foot up to him. "NO! Fuck that!" Chris argued as Liam did his best to lock both legs in a bent position with his own and proceeded to go to town on the pair of huge feet. "AAhAHAAHNOOOOAoNnOAOAOHA!!" boomed throughout the beach house like the walls had never heard and Liam laughed along at the extreme reaction, buzzing with sadistic satisfaction the wilder that Chris became. The only time he left the creamy arches was to go after the toes, figuring they must've been as ticklish as his own but when the assumption only proved half-true, the sudden drop in intensity gave Chris the window to make his move.

Like a dead villain bursting through the earth, Chris broke the clip on the bracelets and lunged back toward Liam, grabbing him by the shoulders and forcing him to the ground in one monstrous swoop. "Oh shit!" was all Liam could say as he lost his grip on the godly feet and was quickly overpowered. "Oh you're fucking dead now, mate" Chris assured with a flash of sadistic hunger in his grin as he forced Liam's arms over his head with one hand to leave the rest of him wide open. "I was just getting you back for earlier! We're even!" a giggly Liam tried to point out. "I say when we're even" Chris concluded before his free hand got into position like he was cocking a loaded gun and dove into Liam's armpits with unbridled fury.

"NNoAoOOhAohAOHAOHAAFFUUUCCKK!!" Liam howled like a gushing fire hydrant on the hallway floor, instantly rocked by the strong fingers digging around in his now fully exposed, totally helpless armpits. "I told you I was gonna fuck you up" Chris reminded with a justified viciousness to his tone, like it was only right for him to get Liam back tenfold. "CCOoMMEEoOONnAHAHA!! OokOOOOkAAOhAOH!!" "Ok? I didn't ask you anything, mate" Chris taunted as his quick hand daggered and drilled back and forth between the hairy pits like a machine, forcing out perfectly tortured laughter without a moment of peace. "Say you're sorry for faking a fire" "AhoOHAAOOKOOK!! IimMMSSOoOORrRYY!!" "Now, say you're sorry for tickling me" "AHoAOHYyOOuUUDDEESsEERRVVEEDDIiIiTT!!" Liam fired back, confirming he still had enough fight in him to not surrender entirely.

"What was that?" Chris challenged with a sudden twist of the left nipple before hitting his armpit again and then tweaking the opposite nipple and retreating to the other armpit like some twisted combo attack. "AAhAohFFuUCK!AohAOhYYyYOoUuDDEeSSEERRVVEEDDiiIiTT!!" "We'll keep at this until you say you're sorry for tickling me, I don't care...I'll keep going until I see tears" Chris warned as he dominated the lean pits with unwavering enthusiasm, daring Liam to defy him again. When he was younger this may have worked; 18 year old Liam and even 21 year old Liam would've folded and let Chris win but this Liam refused to give in. In a surprise move, one of his arms broke loose and Liam launched into Chris' left armpit left wide open by the tank top. "AhEHeY!" Chris couldn't help but recoil, allowing Liam to latch around his sides and squeeze as much as he could until Chris was a bumbling version of himself against the hallway wall.

"FFuuUCCkKOoOFF!" "You first" Liam answered as he tried his best to hold out but Chris pushed back and it quickly became a rumbling match, only ending when each of them had one of each other's feet in a headlock. "Give up, yet?" Chris asked with his fingers hovering over Liam's bare foot. "Do you?" "That's a stupid question" "We'll see" Liam answered with a determined grin before locking his target on the mighty foot in front of him and going as crazy as he could on the swooping arch. "AAhAHAHFFUUCK!" rang out of Chris, late on the draw but he got right back into the action by prying back Liam's toes and giving them his full wrath. "AAHAHAHANNOO!!" As the sun went down that California evening and people walked the beach outside, laughter could be heard right to the tide. Couples out for a romantic stroll and people taking their dogs out looked over at the house like it was haunted. Little did they know that it was just two movie star brothers, hellbent on tickling each other until one of them just couldn't tickle any more.