Audition No. 5 – John Cena for Vince Carter

Character Description: Late 40s/Early 50s, muscular, athletic, handsome, macho. Vince is a seasoned veteran of the adult entertainment world with recurring appearances on fetish websites specializing in feet, tickling, bondage, domination, jocks, wrestling, and muscle worship. He has personality as well as an impressive physique and doesn’t take himself too seriously but likes being in control. 

Out of all the final auditions Ben Affleck was conducting, he was most curious about how this one would turn out. Easy Money season two was about feet; worship, domination, etc., but one character’s main introduction to the story was through a ticklish situation instead. Ben knew from his time researching for both seasons of the show how frequently tickling was featured on various sites, if not the full focus, so he figured it only made sense to highlight that aspect of the foot fetish world as well, despite having spent season one seeing his cast laugh their asses off. 

“Woah…what is that?” Jonathan Bailey laughed upon walking into the studio and seeing the large, rectangular box. “It’s for one of the auditions today” “Right. How could I forget about that one…this should be interesting” Bailey laughed as he eyed the contraption. “How does this work exactly?” Jonathan questioned. “Well, you get in it and lay on your stomach. Then you poke your head through this front hole and put your hands through these smaller holes on the side. The holes in the top are for your feet. You have to bend your legs at sort of a 90 degree angle so your feet can go through these holes so the tops of your feet are almost parallel with the top of the box” Ben explained. “And the little bars right here with the strings?” Bailey pointed out near the feet holes. “Oh, for your toes” “Naturally” “Let’s just hope this thing is built sturdy enough for who’s going in it” Affleck added before there was another knock at the door. 

“Yeah, come on in” he announced and the one and only John Cena walked in. “You guys almost look happy to see me” Cena greeted with a friendly smile. “Why wouldn’t we be? It’s not every day you get some one on one time with a wrestling legend” Ben answered with a handshake. “Good to meet you, John. I’m Jonathan Bailey. I have a small part in the series and am something of a consultant for the show” Bailey introduced. “I didn’t realize I’d get to meet you too! Hell yeah, this is great” John smiled with another bear of a handshake before he noticed the giant box. 

“Damn…you shipping a live tiger or something, Affleck?” “No, that’s all for you, buddy” “For me? What do you mean? I thought I was getting tickled, not buried alive” “This is what you’re gonna be tickled in…to see if you’re ticklish enough and to test out the logistics of the box; two birds one stone” Ben explained, getting a surprised look from the muscle man. “I should’ve read over that script better” John laughed as he studied the unusual box until there was another knock at the door. “It’s open” Jonathan announced and another famous face joined the gang. “Is this the right place for the bottomless mimosas?” Zac Efron greeted. “Yep, come on in” Ben welcomed and he too shook hands and introduced himself. “You’re gonna have to try and look less excited about this” John added upon seeing the grin on Zac’s face. “Oh, I’m hyped, man. This is gonna be my favorite audition ever” Efron laughed, the comradery between he and John obvious as they picked their friendship up back where they left off from filming Ricky Stanicky the year prior. 

“So, the other auditions this time around I’ve kind of ran a certain way but for this one, I’m gonna do it like I did the first season. The main goal of today is to make sure John is ticklish enough to make this character’s scene believable and to see how you and Zac do together but I have a feeling I already know the answer there. We meet John’s character, Vince when he’s filming a tickling scene for a website where Zac is the tickler so I want you guys to play it how you think you might if there were no lines or marks to hit or anything” Ben laid out. “So, I’m just straight tickling him the whole time?” Zac questioned. “Yeah, basically. Verbal teasing and taunting is good too, add some personality to things” “So, am I on top of the box or…?” John asked. 

“Here. I’ll show you” Affleck offered as he opened the top of the box and showed how spacious and padded the inside was. “Pretty nice, man” Zac added. “We can always switch places” “It’s not that nice” Efron answered, making Jonathan and Ben laugh. “So, if you’re ready, you just lay down on your stomach and I’ll help you get set up here” Affleck explained. “Yeah, shit, alright. I guess I’m ready” John agreed after a good exhale as he climbed in and was instructed on what to put where until he was totally situated, leaving his head sticking out the front of the box and his hands locked in holes on either side and his sneakered feet poking out through the holes at end of the box through the top so they were pointed toward the ceiling. 

“Wow, you look comfy” Zac teased. “Actually, it kind of is” “That’s good to hear. It cost me a small fortune to have made” Ben added. “I can’t wait to see how this shakes out” Jonathan smiled as he sat on top of the desk they’d been stationed at on previous days and Ben walked over to join him. “We’re ready whenever you guys are. John, you good? Zac?” Ben checked, getting a thumbs up from John and his scene partner. “Great. Have at it” Affleck announced as he and Bailey prepared to watch the wrestling icon turned Hollywood star’s feet get tickled silly. 

“It’s not every day you get a big guy like you all locked up in a box. It’s like Christmas” Zac teased with a pat on top of it. “If this is Christmas, you’re getting coal” John answered. “We’ll see about that I guess…what size are these feet, man?” “Big enough to kick your ass” “I don’t think you’ll be kicking anybody’s ass like this…not with your feet sticking out of these holes and your hands all locked up” Efron pointed out with obvious delight in the rare situation as he grabbed the heels of both athletic shoes and popped them off the heels to loosen their hold. “Fuck” John let out under his breath with a small smile of anticipation on his face as the fresh air crept into his shoes. Ben and Jonathan watched with their own anticipation, curious to see how Zac would be as a tickler, but he surprised them right out the gate. 

“HheeY! hEeHey whAhatARREyyoOuUDDoOIInGg?!” John giggled through his question as he tried to look up but of course couldn’t, only able to feel Zac’s fingertips teasing his ankles. “Let’s see if you can keep these shoes on…maybe I’ll let you keep them if you do” Efron offered as he leaned over the box and tickled John’s bare ankles, not even kind of protected by the ankle socks. “FuHuckK wWhHOoTTiiCCkKLLeSs SsoOmEEbBoODDyYSs AANNkkLLESS?!” Cena asked with obvious frustration as his feet kicked in place and unintentionally loosened his shoes. Zac’s quick flingers fluttered around both sides of each ankle like pesky butterflies, forcing John to already fill the room with his warm laughter and shake his own sneakers more and more off his trapped feet. 

“sSTtoHOHOP! DdaAhmMiIT! CcOoHOMmEeoOhOHN!” “Go ahead and stop me if you can; I’m sitting right here” Zac answered with a scheming smirk as he continued tickling with annoying persistence until the sneakers were barely hanging on. “FfuHuCCkoOoOFF!” John argued as he felt the weight of his shoes on his toes and tried to hold onto them but another wiggle of Zac’s fingers on the inside of both ankles was enough to make his feet jerk and toss his shoes right off the edge of the box. “I guess you don’t get to keep your shoes, man…that sucks” Efron teased as the pair of crisp, white socked feet stared up at him. “Goddammit” John grunted with a light laugh of defeat as he suddenly felt more vulnerable in the box. 

“Just me and the socks now…not really a whole lot of protection” Zac pointed out to mess with John more as Cena squirmed in the box a little like he was trying to see how much he could actually move. “I hope my feet smell like ass!” “Hm, you tell me” Zac answered as he grabbed the sneakers and brought them around to John’s face, forcing him to breathe in his own stench. “Ugh! Fuck, man, come on!” “You’re the one who brought it up; not me” Zac reminded as John’s hands tried to grab or swat his shoes away but couldn’t reach, leaving John able to smell nothing but the homemade stink he’d cooked up in his shoes. “OK! They fucking stink!” “Well, at least now you know” Zac answered, impressing Ben and Jonathan again with the choice. 

“I guess I could sit up here, huh?” Efron realized as he got on top of the box, in perfect view for Affleck and Bailey as they watched Zac get comfortable and start grazing along the upturned soles. “OohOHSHIT!” John spat with surprise and a crunch of his toes but could do little more than cringe at the attention as all ten fingers stroked up and down both feet with a patient redundancy. “OhOhOK! AohAsSTtTHOHhoP!” John shouted through a forced smile and ticklish frustration but the fingers kept raking with just enough pressure to keep Cena stirred up. His socks were a bit thicker than some cheaper brands but they still barely cushioned his soles from the direct tickling. 

“How’s it going down there, big guy?” “FfUHuCCkYYOoUU!” John fired back, making Zac smile a bit wider as he trailed back and forth along the squirming 11s. “You know what one of my favorite movies is?” “IiDOoOnNTTGiiVve AAhAsSShHiIT!” “The Fast and the Furious” Zac answered before suddenly breaking into a blitz across both wide feet. “AAhAAhAFfuUhUcCKkAohA!! NNoAOhAOHANnOAOH! SStTToHHOOPP!! SsToOhOoOPYYOOuUuFFuUCCkKiINNnGAhaha DDiICCkK!” Cena roared with newfound power to his laughter as Zac’s fingers scribbled all over the cotton soles, giving his scene partner the first idea of how much worse things could get for him. 

Ben and Jonathan had a front row seat to John’s animated expressions at the end of the box and his feet angrily trying to block the tickling or get away from Zac. The box held him perfectly, refusing to let him defend himself in any way and limiting his mobility to an infuriating degree as noticed on John’s face growing redder by the second as he endured the rapid fingers. “Yeah, come on…let everybody hear how ticklish the big bad muscle man is” Zac taunted without a moment of mercy on the 48 year old’s feet. “AhoAHFFuUuCCkKOoOFFAohAOHA!!” was all John could think to say, not used to such a foreign feeling of helplessness, and definitely not used to being tickled so much. 

“Now let’s see what’s under these socks” Zac proposed not 10 seconds after abandoning his tickle attack. “What?! No, come on, fuck that! Don’t take my fucking socks, man! Don’t be an asshole right now!” John argued. “I actually think this is the best time to be an asshole” Zac laughed before grabbing the elastic ends and sliding them up just past his heels, revealing two smooth, wonderfully peach rounds. The 37 year old heartthrob started teasing the exposed heels before John could even fire off another protest, spidering across both of them and making Cena stiffen up in the box like petrified wood as if he could control himself. “Ooh – shit! AH! StoOoHOP! Fuck! AohohaOhNnoOH!” John hilariously argued as Zac focused on the bare heels with restrained tickles, letting his short nails tease the unprotected parts of John’s big feet and vex Cena with each passing second. 

“THhiSS IiSahAAhBbuULLSshHiIT!” “I was being nice and just leaving your heels exposed but if it’s bullshit, I can do more” Zac answered as he shoved the socks closer to the balls of both feet, putting a shocked look on John’s face. “NO! That’s not what I fucking meant!” “Too bad” Zac laughed from his perch atop the box as nearly all of Cena’s beefy feet sat exposed in front of him, inviting more tickling despite whatever John said. The Peacemaker star couldn’t stand not being able to see what was happening above him and it showed, with unique stress on his face and his hands clenching and opening like he didn’t know what to do with the suspense until the same dull nails clawed down the middles of both of his meaty feet. 

“AAhAHANNOHOO! AohAohAFFuUuCCK! SSTToHHOOP! AAHGGhaohAMMoOTThHEERrFfAhAFFUUcCCKkKEeERR!!” John raged with a newfound fire as Zac raked down most of his wrinkly soles one drag after another without any time between them, refusing to let Cena rest for a second between strokes. Ben’s eyes lit up the same way they had when he was auditioning guys the first season, now able to recognize a great ticklee when he saw and heard one. The way John’s face contorted and his smile grew out of his control and the special tone of ticklish desperation flavoring his laughter was one big green flag to Affleck. Zac was proving a great tickler as well, obviously having done some homework himself on how to milk a tickling session, not that John was making it hard to deliver an entertaining scene. 

“Should I keep the rest of the socks on or take them off?” Zac questioned without slowing his nails down. “AhoAKkEEEPpTThhEEmMMooOHNN!” “You sure?” Efron challenged as John’s thick toes struggled to hold onto the rest of the cotton material giving him some semblance of protection, wiggling and flaring out of his control until the left sock slipped off and the right followed moments later. “I thought you said you wanted to keep them on, man. What happened?” “Oh, this fucking sucks…holy shit…I thought we were friends” John added with a dose of honesty as he wrapped his head around his bizarre, torturous situation. “Come on, we’re still friends” Zac assured, humored by John’s reaction as he came down from the tickling. 

“Friends don’t tickle friends like a fucking tickle monster!” John argued, making Ben and Jonathan laugh at the desk. “What about a massage? A friend would do that for you, right?” Zac offered as he started rubbing the mighty feet sticking out through the holes, making John relax a little below him. “That’s better than the rest of it” “See? I told you, still friends” Efron assured while working his thumbs into the mature soles, focusing on the rich balls and soft arches. “That actually feels really good” John admitted. “What about your toes, huh? Can’t leave them out” Zac answered as he made his way down to the juicy toes and started rubbing them between his fingers one at a time on both sides, just gentle enough to avoid tickling Cena some more as he casually slipped each of them into the toe ties built-in to the bar by the foot holes. 

“What’s that? What’s the tight feeling around my toes?” John soon asked as his feet tried to move and found they couldn’t, now essentially pinned down. “What the fuck did you do?? I can’t even move my feet, man!” Cena pointed out as he tried his best but could barely even wrinkle his hardy soles. “Magic of the toe ties, brother…now you’re super fucked” Zac happily announced before pouncing on the immobile feet like he couldn’t wait. “WhaNohAOhAOHAOHAAohAOHA!!!” John exploded in the box with powerhouse laughter almost instantly and began fighting the wooden prison with everything he had. “NNoAoAOH!! AOHAOHAOHAFFUUuCCkKiIInNNGGAOHA SSTTToHOHOOP!! FFUUUCCKKiiINnGGAOhAOHASSTTohhoAOpP!!” Cena roared with his whole body as his feet desperately tried to pull away from the fury of fingers scratching across them but the ties around his toes weren’t the least bit forgiving, keeping his strong feet in place at Zac’s mercy. 

“Oh yeah! What’d I tell you?” Efron laughed with a sinister excitement neither Ben nor Jonathan had ever seen from him, having a total blast tickling John’s thick soles with total control over them. “SSTToOHHOOP!! AohAGGEETTThHEEFfuUUUCCKKoOoFFFMMYyyFFEEEETT!!!” Cena nearly screamed through his violent laughter but Zac didn’t listen, uninterested in how angry John was in the box and how ready he was to Hulk out of the whole thing. His brutal fingers even started scratching along the base of his toes and instantly cranked John’s already insane laughter up another notch or two. 

“FFUuUCCKKKOoOoOFFF!! AOhAOhAOHNNOONoOOMmMoORREREE!!” John shouted as his toes grew pink from fighting the ties and his fists glowed red from clenching so tight. “This isn’t really a situation you can tap out from…but if you want me to stop, I can give you a little break I guess” Zac offered as he tormented the base of his juicy toes and tops of the balls. “AAHOAYYEESS!! YYEESS!! AOhAOHAAHABBbRREEAEAAKK!!” Cena agreed as fast as he could and ended the tornado of hell that was Zac’s fingers on his helpless soles. “Oh my god…I’d rather do a cage match with the fucking devil” John confessed, humoring Jonathan and Ben some more as Zac hopped down from the box and sat in front of Cena. 

“What are you doing?” “You said you wanted a break. That didn’t mean I was gonna rub your feet some more…nah, I think you should get a load of mine instead” Zac explained, getting a wide-eyed look from John, Ben, and Jonathan as he pried off his shoes and peeled his black socks off. The audition itself was pretty off-book but this was really a surprise. Zac of course knew the show was primarily about feet and seemed to want to play into that too, taking advantage of John’s unusually compromising position. “You’re fucking nuts, man! Get out of here with that!” John dismissed with a laugh of disbelief. “I don’t think you have a choice, buddy. Now, give em’ a good whiff for me” Zac instructed as his handsome bare feet were shoved right in John’s face. 

“Ugh! What the fuck, man?! I don’t wanna smell your feet!” John groaned and tried to pull away but the box didn’t allow it. “You can’t go anywhere; you’re gonna smell my feet whether you want to or not” Efron assured with a cocky laugh as his smooth soles demanded John’s attention and he had no choice but to breathe them in, with the steamy notes of sweat and baked-in flavor that made up the Efron funk being forced into his nose. “This is fucking disgusting!” John complained. “I was a good friend and gave you a break; don’t be such a whiner, man”  Zac teased as he brought his feet together some more and planted them across John’s face. “AGh! Get your fucking feet off me!” John argued with a laugh of frustration like he couldn’t believe Zac was doing this. 

“Do something about it” Efron challenged to remind John how powerless he was before rubbing his delicious feet all over John’s face to really push his buttons. “SStHoOP!” he tried to shout from under the smooth feet but Zac didn’t pull away, forcing his buddy to feel every inch of his incredible soles as they mushed and smothered his face. By the time Zac pulled away, John was redder than before, visibly agitated by the surprise forced foot action but the younger star got a real kick out of it. Ben knew it’d be a hard sell to convince John to let that all happen again when they filmed the show but he also knew viewers would love it and so did Zac, with the nature of the show seemingly convincing him to keep his shoes and socks off as he grabbed something from the bag Ben had provided near the box. 

“You’re going in this fucking thing next – you just wait!” John assured with premature confidence in his revenge. “I wouldn’t talk a big game while you’re still locked up. You never know what’s gonna happen to ya” Zac added before teasing John’s ears a little to make him laugh and shoved a ball gag right in his mouth. “HmMpHMM!” “See what I mean?” Efron questioned as John realized it was too late to try and fight the gag from being secured in his mouth. “MMpHAMMPHMM!!” John argued with audible anger as he tried to fight the box some more and Zac got back on top of it.

“I’m not really a foot guy but all that just now does have me a bit curious…” Efron admitted before burying his face in the wide, meaty Cena soles, shocking John down below. “MMhH!!” Ben and Jonathan were just as surprised; Zac was giving them more than they ever imagined. With his nose between the arches, he got a full taste of how they smelled and the soles were beefy enough to feel like cushions on his cheeks. “Man! Nice and cheesy…more like a baked cheese I think, toasted even” Zac offered. “Maybe you should taste them…sometimes that can tickle too” Jonathan suggested like he couldn’t help it; the opportunity was too good to not make the most of it. “MMphMMH!!” Cena argued behind the gag like he hated the idea of Zac licking his feet but Efron could tell it would make for an even better audition. 

“I guess I can give it a try. What the hell?” Zac soon decided before flattening his tongue across the heel of one foot and licking straight up the length of the salty sole, pushing the limit of John’s facial expressions as muffled laughter spilled out. “Yep, toasted cheese for sure” Zac laughed before going after the other foot, this time winding up the chunky sole with his tongue with a slower delivery and even a wiggle at the toes to make John fume a little harder. “Damn…I’ve got two thick-cut ribeyes up here” Zac laughed with a playful smack on both soles, obviously thoroughly enjoying himself at John’s expense. But Zac was just a guest star in the series; John was getting one of the top billing slots. A little fun in the audition seemed like a fair trade. 

Ben wasn’t sure when to call the scene. It was very obvious by now that John was ticklish enough for the series and that Zac was not only a competent tickler but a fantastic one. But, part of him wanted to see where it would go; this kind of energy and dynamic was too engrossing to end without at least letting it continue a bit longer. “I’m gonna have to bump up John’s pay after this” Affleck joked to Jonathan before Zac produced two plastic combs he’d gotten from the same bag as the gag. Cena was exhaling and inhaling through his nose with a bit of drool starting to leak out around the ball gag but his momentary peace was shattered again when two plastic points landed at the balls of his subdued feet. “MHM!” 

Armed with a black plastic comb in each hand, Zac used the pointed ends to zig-zag down both upturned soles, dragging the tips from one side of John’s feet to the other as he pinballed toward the supple heels and drove Cena a fresh kind of crazy. “MMAHPHMAMMPHMMPhMHAHAMPH!!!!” His heavy, volcanic laughter erupted against the gag while his face told Ben and Jonathan exactly how hellacious every stroke of the combs tickled. The box contained John’s reaction like four walls holding an angry rhino as Zac focused the comb ends back and forth with a casual destruction while Cena raged behind the ball gag with unhinged laughter. 

Ben cringed a bit as he watched the scene unfold some more, unable to not imagine the stiff comb points dragging across his own bare feet, shuttering at the thought of being in John’s position. The box made the tickle table from last season look like a picnic for guys with feet as sensitive as Cena’s. But Zac changed things up again when he flipped one of the combs around and began sawing the thin, plastic teeth horizontally across the base of John’s strong toes. The sudden shrieks breaking through John’s robust laughter were immediate but his reaction only grew more out of control when the other comb started back dragging its point across the opposite foot, this time making an unending series of circles from the top to the bottom of the hefty sole. 

“MMPhHAMMpHMPHMM!!!” John surged with obvious ticklish overload as his face strained red and his laughter was barely contained by the rubber ball in between his lips, with every ounce of his manufactured suffering being caused by a pair of simple plastic combs absolutely dominating his perfectly imprisoned feet. The teeth of the right comb might as well have been 100 pieces of tiny plastic annihilating the buttery foundation of his toes and the tip of the other comb never lost its bite as it drew circle after circle on the neighboring sole. By the time Ben told Zac he could stop, ticklish tears stained John’s face and he looked like a man who’d never known real defeat, real emasculating, humbling defeat, coming to terms with how severe his greatest weakness was. 

“Good job but I think you might’ve tickled John a little too well” Ben announced as Efron slid off the box and Affleck undid the ball gag. “Shit, my bad, man…maybe I got carried away” Zac admitted after seeing how wrecked his friend was. “I had no idea my feet were that ticklish…that was fucking terrible” Cena admitted as he collected himself. “You wouldn’t expect that from a big guy like you but yeah, we could tell that was pretty bad” Jonathan added. “You must’ve practiced before today or something, man. That was ruthless” Ben mentioned to Zac. 

“Yeah, I tried to do some research before this…I didn’t wanna be bad at tickling or anything” “Nope, you weren’t bad at it at all. You were fucking great at it! You had me fucking crying down here” John added with a disgruntled, tired laugh. “Well, you got the role if that makes you feel any better” Affleck pointed out. “Yeah, I guess that helps…but we’re not going that crazy when we actually film it” Cena added. “I’m sure we can talk about it, work something out” Ben answered with a wink toward Efron, knowing the only thing fans would like more than seeing John and Zac’s amazing feet would be to see a recreation of what’d just happened in the audition, even if it meant adding another zero to Cena’s check.