Ticklishboy30

Guys, I want to thank everyone who's been reading this story. Thanks to inquiries from @Paladin and @Summerabbacat is gone from a three or four chapter story to a ten chapter story. Working on this ended up being a departure for me because it's the first story I've ever written with a female character getting tickled. I've never had something I've written get so many views so quickly, and I'm truly grateful and totally shocked. Love y'all.

HOLY FREAKIN' CRAP THIS IS FANFUCKINTABULOUS!!! The intro reminded me of Tina's Goldeneye intro so I was already loving it from the start. I love Shirley Bassey. P!nk must've been rockin' when this was done.

@Summerabbacat, I'm just the opposite, of course I'm on the opposite side of the world. The warmest Christmas I've had was 65° Fahrenheit and it felt wrong to me.

My original idea was to have Trevor, Brett, and Ben in pink bunny suits singing the Chipmunk's Christmas song, but it just didn't play out right in my head. There's one more chapter and an epilog.

@Paladin That is so hideous it's cute. LOL I love it.

@VBlew Drag, I love it. I never thought about that.

I thought it'd be fun to make a list of the songs mentioned in the story. Hope everyone enjoys listening.

@Paladin, now you know why I told you not to rush Christmas Eve.

@Paladin I loved coming up with the dialog for this chapter. Ben is such an amazing teenager.

@Paladin, It's the perfect sibling prank.

@chris191070, ever since the iconic bunny suit got mentioned and the combination of colors Ben came up with, I was trying like crazy to come up with a believable and unforced way of getting them into the story. The perfect idea came to me after I finished the 8th chapter.

Beads of water dripped down the green and white diamond-shaped tiles of the bathtub walls. The air in the room was humid and filled with sweat-inducing fog-like steam from the heat of the flowing water from the shower head. Through the almost see-through curtain, it was easy to see the dark-haired male turning off the water to shampoo his hair, not facing the bathroom entrance. "Holy, Fuck!" Vincent's screeching sounded almost hawk or eagle-like. He jumped like a cricket when the freez

I thought it was cockies... Er, I mean cookies he got with milk.

It would be fun if he did get stuck and some kid tickled his feet.

@Summerabbacat, does that mean you eschewed the spandex and sequins? Ever since I heard Bette say eschewed in her Divine Madness concert, I've used every opportunity to throw it into a conversation. That isn't an easy thing to do.

@VBlew Having Philip Jr. and Lorraine not recognize Trevor was a last minute addition.

I LOVE your comments, @Paladin & @Summerabbacat. You guys are a hoot. I love that saying. Don't rush Christmas Eve, @Paladin. There's more frolicking hijinks, and playful frivolity on the way. Nice word, @Summerabbacat. I don't remember coming across hitherto before, so I googled it. I've heard hither, and of course to, but not as one word. Oh, and thanks for the compliment about the clothing, @Summerabbacat. I try to give my guys a better fashion sense than I have.

Wow! The cover photo is beautiful. Looks like it's gonna be an interesting story.

@chris191070 I was so excited to see this chapter fall in place, and felt not taking the homophobic route gave the story a nice change of pace.

As the sun began rising over the rooftops to paint the Christmas Eve morning sky with brilliantly cheery hues of pink, orange, and blue, Brett's eyes blinked a couple times, then opened. The yawning redhead slowly sat up, slung his legs over the edge of the mattress, slid his bare feet into his memory foam slippers, stood up, stretched, and shuffled into the bathroom. He walked back into the room and softly chuckled at the cuteness of his boyfriend, curled in the fetal position, cuddling the pil

Dang it, @Summerabbacat, thanks to your original curiosity about Lorraine and Phillip Morgan Jr., (Brett's and Trevor's parents, who until this comment remained unnamed) you've just made me extend this story by another chapter. I'm soooo tickling your feet for giving some added emotional substance to the 8th chapter thus making it longer than I expected.

That's why you see Brett saying he wishes his parents would come to their senses. He knows in his heart they won't and aren't capable of doing so, but his heart keeps wanting it.

Sort of. Being sociopaths, gives their behavior an actual medical reason for their mental and emotional defect. It goes deeper than just simple bigotry. Sociopaths don't know how to love anyone but themselves, and don't have the ability to separate right from wrong. Their only desire and drive is to keep themselves happy at any cost. I grew up with a sister who has sociopathic tendencies. She has the ability to love, but only up to a point. If living gets in the way of her happiness, love goes out the window, along with the people associated with that feeling. If there's easy money to be had, she'll go to any length to get her hands on it. It's hardest on the loved ones of sociopaths because as mad as they can make you, you still love them and more often than not you have to make the choice of cutting them from your everyday life or else it could end up being a dangerous situation. Yes, I'm speaking from experience on this one.

That's one explanation, but I never saw them as church goers. I have this picture of them as being sociopaths, uneducated, and not very intelligent people who always look to find a quick buck, especially at the expense of others, spending time getting drunk, staying strung out on drugs, and only work when they absolutely have to.