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Keon was giggling in his sleep when Brent shook him lightly. "Hey ... Wake up! You're giggling in your sleep!!" Startled, Keon opened his eyes and rolled over onto his back.
"Oh.. Sorry! Didn't mean to wake you!" Brent laughed. "No worries! What were you dreaming about that had you giggling? " Brent asked.
Keon smiled as he sat up in bed. "It was the best dream I've had in a long time! I dreamt we were on Pacifica Isle vacationing. I went looking around while you were reading and found this Spa place called "Totally Tickling Spa". I was curious and went into the reception area. While I was waiting for the receptionist to come back, I heard all this wild giggling. It kind of got to me because it was infectious. I started giggling, too. The receptionist came in and looked at me and smiled.
"Ticklish laughter always is so infectious! Sometimes even I begin giggling! I'm Haj. What can I do for you today?"
"I just came in to see what this is all about. I am on vacation with my partner and wanted to see if this was something we could do together." Keon replied.
Haj smiled. "This is Total Tickle Spa. It was created by Lance M. He is very ticklish and wanted some place where he could go where the tickling experience was pleasurable. He was met with strange looks as he asked about tickling. So, he decided to create a vacation type place for tickling - a place where you could be tickled in a spa - like atmosphere. It has become very popular."
Keon smiled. "And how much does this "experience " cost and what would we get?" Haj pulled out a flyer and showed it to Keon. Haj took a long look at Keon, catching Keon's attention. "Why are you looking at me that way?" Keon asked. Haj smiled and thought to himself - "Got him hook line and sinker!" Haj smiled slyly and motioned Keon to sit at the visitor's table.
"Give me your arm." Haj requested. "No! What do you want with my arm?" Keon pulled away slightly. "It's nothing really. Just a sensory test. Come on now! Give me your arm!"
Cautiously, Keon gave his arm to Haj. Haj ran his fingertip along the inside of Keon's arm. "Hey! Stop it!" Keon exclaimed as he pulled his arm away. Haj laughed.
"I see you are very ticklish aren't you? Blushing, Keon nodded. "How did you come to that conclusion from a finger stroke?"
"You pulled your arm away more quickly and I read your facial expression. You were going to giggle, but stopped yourself. So .... Tell me.. How ticklish are you?" Haj waited for Keon's
answer. He was hesitant to reply. Haj saw the look on Keon's face. he had seen that look many times. "I could tickle it out of you! That would be more fun!"
Keon backed away a bit from Haj, but the thought of Haj tickling him intrigued Keon.
"Yes ... You are correct. I am extremely ticklish. On the Ticklee Scale, I am an 11 and the scale only goes to 10!" So what else do you need to know before I consent to this .."experience?"
"You told me all I need to know! Would you like to sign up for a "Session" now for today?" Keon went silent as he was thinking. Haj drew closer to him and ran his fingertip down Keon's back. Keon twisted away from Haj, giggling. "Hey! Cut out! That tickles!" Keon leaned away slightly from Haj. Haj took a feather from the basket and drew it back and forth in his hand, making Keon uncomfortable. Haj got a bit closer. Shall I use my feather to persuade you?" Haj teased.
"OK. Let's do it before you start tickling me here in reception! By the way, how far were you going to go to get me to say "Yes"? Haj smiled. "my trade secret, but it wouldn't have taken much more to get that yes out of you!" Keon laughed. "No.. It wouldn't at all I am that hyperticklish! So... what now?"
Haj gave Keon consent forms to sign and led him through another door, away from reception. Keon noticed that the giggling and laughing got louder as they walked down to Haldon's door. "Got another Lee for me I see." Haj whispered in Haldon's ear. "Oh really?" was all Holden said.
"Follow me and I will take you to the Spa room. There will be a robe for you to use after you . After that, you can lay face down on the bed." Keon changed and saw as he was laying down, Holden whispering to another man. They both laughed as if they were sharing a joke together.
Keon laid down nervously, not knowing what to expect. The man looked down at Keon and smiled. "I can see you are nervous. Have you ever had a massage?" Keon shook his head.
"No. I can't handle a massage! It tickles to much!" I am Simeon. My massages are different. They are designed to tickle." Keon laid face down and tried to relax.
Simeon placed his hands lightly on Keon's back. and began massaging up and down gently." Keon nearly fell asleep. Simeon stroked Keon's back , tickling him lightly. Keon squirmed and giggled . "St...op it!" Keon murmured as he fell back into a relaxed state. He closed his eyes again.
Simeon began light rib tickles, one rib at a time until he got to Keon's hips. Keon giggled louder with each rib that Simeon tickled. Simeon ran the tips of his fingers up Keon's ribs, tickling him outright. Keon's giggles turned into hard laughter. He wanted to cry out "STOP!", but couldn't as if were under Simeon's spell. Simeon pulled Keon's arm up over Keon's head and stroked his fingertips over Keon's smooth armpits. Keon laughed as if he was being tickle tortured.
Simeon swirled a feather over Keon's back, watching him wriggle under the feather's tickling touch. Keon could feel how ticklish his body was getting and soon knew it would be out of control. Simeon sensed that Keon was losing control as well.
Simeon moved down to Keon's legs and feet, massaging and tickling as he went down to Keon's ankles. Laughter poured out of Keon. He wriggled nearly violently as Simeon continued to methodically tickle him.
Simeon looked at Keon. "Feeling ok?" he asked. Keon could only look at Simeon with a look of terror and giddiness. Keon know tickling his feet would make him loose control, but in a strange way, Keon liked Simeon's manner of tickling. AS Simeon stroked his fingertips over Keon's arches Keon shrieked with laughter. Keon tried to pull his feet away protectively, but Simeon's hold was too strong. Keon railed with hard, hysterical laughter as Simeon's fingertips explored and tickled every inch of Keon's bare feet, from under his toes to the bottoms of his feet.
Simeon kept up the tickling foot massage for a short time, then stopped. Keon's body was soaked with sweat as he drew in air to help him breath. Keon was still giggling after Simeon stopped, then he curled up into the fetal position and kept giggling.
Simeon sat down next to him. "You have exceeded my expectations! You are the most ticklish man I have ever massaged!! I enjoyed tickling you and have an offer to make you."
Keon looked up, struggling to catch his breath. "OH?! What offer?" Keon was very subspinous and curious as he had never been tickled so completely.
I have a studio where I have private ticklees come to be tickled. It's very secluded and very safe and private. I make this offer to you because you are so unexpectedly ticklish. I sense that in part, you were enjoying my tickling." Keon smiled. "Yes ... I was enjoying being tickled. You tickled me in a way that I have never been tickled before. You left no ticklish spot untouched. Leave me your card and I will call you with my answer." Then you woke me up as I was still giggling.
After hearing his dream, Brent smiled and handed a small business card to Keon. "I found this next to your wallet on the dresser. You dream must have been more real that you thought.
Keon read the card" Simeon's Feathered Studio".
"Oh.. Sorry! Didn't mean to wake you!" Brent laughed. "No worries! What were you dreaming about that had you giggling? " Brent asked.
Keon smiled as he sat up in bed. "It was the best dream I've had in a long time! I dreamt we were on Pacifica Isle vacationing. I went looking around while you were reading and found this Spa place called "Totally Tickling Spa". I was curious and went into the reception area. While I was waiting for the receptionist to come back, I heard all this wild giggling. It kind of got to me because it was infectious. I started giggling, too. The receptionist came in and looked at me and smiled.
"Ticklish laughter always is so infectious! Sometimes even I begin giggling! I'm Haj. What can I do for you today?"
"I just came in to see what this is all about. I am on vacation with my partner and wanted to see if this was something we could do together." Keon replied.
Haj smiled. "This is Total Tickle Spa. It was created by Lance M. He is very ticklish and wanted some place where he could go where the tickling experience was pleasurable. He was met with strange looks as he asked about tickling. So, he decided to create a vacation type place for tickling - a place where you could be tickled in a spa - like atmosphere. It has become very popular."
Keon smiled. "And how much does this "experience " cost and what would we get?" Haj pulled out a flyer and showed it to Keon. Haj took a long look at Keon, catching Keon's attention. "Why are you looking at me that way?" Keon asked. Haj smiled and thought to himself - "Got him hook line and sinker!" Haj smiled slyly and motioned Keon to sit at the visitor's table.
"Give me your arm." Haj requested. "No! What do you want with my arm?" Keon pulled away slightly. "It's nothing really. Just a sensory test. Come on now! Give me your arm!"
Cautiously, Keon gave his arm to Haj. Haj ran his fingertip along the inside of Keon's arm. "Hey! Stop it!" Keon exclaimed as he pulled his arm away. Haj laughed.
"I see you are very ticklish aren't you? Blushing, Keon nodded. "How did you come to that conclusion from a finger stroke?"
"You pulled your arm away more quickly and I read your facial expression. You were going to giggle, but stopped yourself. So .... Tell me.. How ticklish are you?" Haj waited for Keon's
answer. He was hesitant to reply. Haj saw the look on Keon's face. he had seen that look many times. "I could tickle it out of you! That would be more fun!"
Keon backed away a bit from Haj, but the thought of Haj tickling him intrigued Keon.
"Yes ... You are correct. I am extremely ticklish. On the Ticklee Scale, I am an 11 and the scale only goes to 10!" So what else do you need to know before I consent to this .."experience?"
"You told me all I need to know! Would you like to sign up for a "Session" now for today?" Keon went silent as he was thinking. Haj drew closer to him and ran his fingertip down Keon's back. Keon twisted away from Haj, giggling. "Hey! Cut out! That tickles!" Keon leaned away slightly from Haj. Haj took a feather from the basket and drew it back and forth in his hand, making Keon uncomfortable. Haj got a bit closer. Shall I use my feather to persuade you?" Haj teased.
"OK. Let's do it before you start tickling me here in reception! By the way, how far were you going to go to get me to say "Yes"? Haj smiled. "my trade secret, but it wouldn't have taken much more to get that yes out of you!" Keon laughed. "No.. It wouldn't at all I am that hyperticklish! So... what now?"
Haj gave Keon consent forms to sign and led him through another door, away from reception. Keon noticed that the giggling and laughing got louder as they walked down to Haldon's door. "Got another Lee for me I see." Haj whispered in Haldon's ear. "Oh really?" was all Holden said.
"Follow me and I will take you to the Spa room. There will be a robe for you to use after you . After that, you can lay face down on the bed." Keon changed and saw as he was laying down, Holden whispering to another man. They both laughed as if they were sharing a joke together.
Keon laid down nervously, not knowing what to expect. The man looked down at Keon and smiled. "I can see you are nervous. Have you ever had a massage?" Keon shook his head.
"No. I can't handle a massage! It tickles to much!" I am Simeon. My massages are different. They are designed to tickle." Keon laid face down and tried to relax.
Simeon placed his hands lightly on Keon's back. and began massaging up and down gently." Keon nearly fell asleep. Simeon stroked Keon's back , tickling him lightly. Keon squirmed and giggled . "St...op it!" Keon murmured as he fell back into a relaxed state. He closed his eyes again.
Simeon began light rib tickles, one rib at a time until he got to Keon's hips. Keon giggled louder with each rib that Simeon tickled. Simeon ran the tips of his fingers up Keon's ribs, tickling him outright. Keon's giggles turned into hard laughter. He wanted to cry out "STOP!", but couldn't as if were under Simeon's spell. Simeon pulled Keon's arm up over Keon's head and stroked his fingertips over Keon's smooth armpits. Keon laughed as if he was being tickle tortured.
Simeon swirled a feather over Keon's back, watching him wriggle under the feather's tickling touch. Keon could feel how ticklish his body was getting and soon knew it would be out of control. Simeon sensed that Keon was losing control as well.
Simeon moved down to Keon's legs and feet, massaging and tickling as he went down to Keon's ankles. Laughter poured out of Keon. He wriggled nearly violently as Simeon continued to methodically tickle him.
Simeon looked at Keon. "Feeling ok?" he asked. Keon could only look at Simeon with a look of terror and giddiness. Keon know tickling his feet would make him loose control, but in a strange way, Keon liked Simeon's manner of tickling. AS Simeon stroked his fingertips over Keon's arches Keon shrieked with laughter. Keon tried to pull his feet away protectively, but Simeon's hold was too strong. Keon railed with hard, hysterical laughter as Simeon's fingertips explored and tickled every inch of Keon's bare feet, from under his toes to the bottoms of his feet.
Simeon kept up the tickling foot massage for a short time, then stopped. Keon's body was soaked with sweat as he drew in air to help him breath. Keon was still giggling after Simeon stopped, then he curled up into the fetal position and kept giggling.
Simeon sat down next to him. "You have exceeded my expectations! You are the most ticklish man I have ever massaged!! I enjoyed tickling you and have an offer to make you."
Keon looked up, struggling to catch his breath. "OH?! What offer?" Keon was very subspinous and curious as he had never been tickled so completely.
I have a studio where I have private ticklees come to be tickled. It's very secluded and very safe and private. I make this offer to you because you are so unexpectedly ticklish. I sense that in part, you were enjoying my tickling." Keon smiled. "Yes ... I was enjoying being tickled. You tickled me in a way that I have never been tickled before. You left no ticklish spot untouched. Leave me your card and I will call you with my answer." Then you woke me up as I was still giggling.
After hearing his dream, Brent smiled and handed a small business card to Keon. "I found this next to your wallet on the dresser. You dream must have been more real that you thought.
Keon read the card" Simeon's Feathered Studio".
