A Ticklish Thriller - 9. The Last Straw

Janice

Janice paced back and forth in her hotel room. She’d booked a room at the spa outside of town, after her attack on Mikey. The spoiled socialite was completely enraged. Suddenly, she get a brilliant idea. The blonde giggled to herself, and ran to her phone.

“Raven, it’s Janice…. I have a little job for you….. Just get your ass over here bitch.”

Adam & Jai

“Adam, I’m really worried about Mikey, and Lance.” Jai said turning onto Mikey’s long driveway.

“Me too love, I don’t know what I’d do if anything ever happened to either one of my baby brothers. I’m just hoping we can get something on Janice. She needs to go down.”

The couple pulled into the garage, and went inside. The first thing they checked out, was the spot where the brick smashed through the window square. Then, they carefully inspected the entire house, for any signs of a break in, or other damage. After finding nothing out of place, Adam, and Jai headed for their brother’s room. The couple packed some toiletries, and clothes to bring Mikey. After a quick discussion, they also packed the gun in the bedside table.

“Jai, you ready to leave babe? Adam asked as he grabbed a two pieces of leftover fried chicken. Once for himself, and one for Jai.

“Yeah, I’m ready love. Oh, thanks for grabbing lunch. I didn’t realize how hungry I was. Ad, I’ve been thinking.”

“That’s sometimes dangerous.” Adam yelped, as Jai’s hand smacked the back of his head.

“Fuck you. Anyway, I was thinking, maybe we should call the parents, and talk about skipping the family get together this weekend. Mikey’s probably not really up to it, and we can still be with him, just not all at once.”

“That’s a good idea. You know, Lance isn’t gonna want to leave Mikey’s side, and Dakota will want to be with him as much as possible also.”

“First, let’s run the idea by the bro’s, then we’ll call the parents.”

Dakota’s Apartment

Dakota, and Lance sat together on the love seat, watching Mikey, sleep peacefully. The two men lazily sipped their tea, and got to know one another.

“I’m really happy, you and Mikey are together. Lance paused. “I can tell he feels totally safe, and loved with you.” The twenty year old smiled, laid his head against Dakota’s chest, and very gently massaged just above the older man’s knee cap.

As soon as Lance’s fingers started massaging, Dakota began squirming, and lifting his leg. “That’s a really ticklish spot baby bro.” The burly cop managed to say, between his boyish giggles.

Lance started chuckling, and decided to have a bit of fun. “You’re ticklish, that’s good to know. At least I’ll have a chance against you when we play around. Now, what about here?” The brunette giggled started tickling Dakota’s sides, and just above the hips. The result was the older man’s writhing, and thrashing. Very boisterous laughter escaped the ticklish man’s plump lips. “Shh don’t laugh so loudly, you’ll wake Mikey.”

“You’re in so much trouble kid.” Dakota failed to notice his attacker slide down to the floor. That is, until he felt Lance’s arm wrap around his ankles. The twenty-seven year old began trying to work his feet free from their captor.

“Kota, I’m curious about something.” Lance’s fingernails slowly dragged back and forth across the vulnerable, and helpless bare soles. “Are these big, bare feet ticklish too?”

“Oh, fuck! Not the feet…” High pitched laughter, and cackles reverberated off the walls. It got worse, as Lance’s inquisitive fingers explored under and along the top of Dakota’s wriggling toes. “Please, not my toes.” The laughter increased in pitch, and volume. The half Cherokee’s clinched eyes teared up, and his head shook side to side.

“This is way too much fun.” Lance pulled the toes back, which stretched his captive’s soles taut. Rapidly, the college man’s fingernails lightly strummed the entire length of his prey’s very ticklish feet. After a couple minutes, Dakota couldn’t take any more. He desperately called out Uncles and I give ups. Lance let go of his brother, got him some water, and a damp cloth. He gently wiped Dakota’s forehead, and kissed his cheek. “I love you, big bro. You’ve got an amazing laugh. It’ll be fun tickling it out of you.”

The cop grinned evilly, and grabbed Lance in a bear hug. He blew raspberries on the squirming boy’s neck, and tickled along his brother’s stomach. “You’re an amazing tickler Lance, and an awesome tickle victim. I love ya baby boy.” A minute later, Dakota released the hysterical younger man, smoothed the brown hair, and kissed his cheek.

“I love ya too Kota, that was wicked fun.” Lance giggled, and kissed the older man’s nose.

The two men smiled, and watched Mikey sleep. Dakota got up, and washed the dishes. Lance went to the bathroom. When he got back, the brunette stretched out, face down on the love seat. He retrieved his phone, and started scrolling through his messages. Lazily, his sock clad feet kicked back and forth.

Dakota returned from the kitchen, and smiled. The pair of Superman emblem ankle socks appearing and disappearing over the edge of the couch were too cute. The older man softly giggled, then silently crept closer to the unsuspecting Lance. Slowly, Dakota reached out, hooked both feet in his arm, and began to trace tiny circles around the ball of his young victim’s feet.

Lance jumped, and squealed. His toes flexed, and curled in the thin cloth protecting them. “You cheated, and took me by surprise.” The twenty year old tried, but failed to get his feet away from his playful assailant’s strong arm.

“I’m just being curious baby bro.” Dakota slowly traced his index finger up and down the center of both wriggling curved arches. His tactic caused Lance’s wriggling, and hysterical laughter. The devilish finger then made circles around each ankle bone. The pair of legs he held captive, furiously kicked back and forth attempting to escape. Finally, the cop let go of his younger brother’s feet. He smiled, sat down, and placed Lance’s legs across his lap. Dakota’s fingers firmly massaged the young man’s feet.

“You’re just as fun as my brothers. Damn, that feels good.” Lance blushed, and giggled. “I...I really love how playful you are Kota. My feet are my favorite tickle spot.” The younger man squeaked, when he felt another pair of arms wrap around him.

“They’re my favorite tickle spot too. You’re an amazing little brother. Thank you, for being there for me today Lance. I can’t tell you how much it meant to me.” Mikey’s appearance, made both men jump, and grunt in surprise. Their reaction caused the twenty-two year old’s giggles. Mikey kissed his brother and mate. “You too Kotie, I love how you’ve been taking care of me, and Lance. I love you both.” He started looking around. “Hey, did I miss Adam, and Jai?”

“No, come to think of it, they should’ve been here by now.” Lance looked at his phone. “There’s no missed calls or messages either.”

Mikey’s phone rang, the minute Lance stopped speaking. The brunette looked at the display. “Well, speak of the devil.” He giggled, and answered. “Hey bro’s where are ya…. Okay, are you guys on your way over? Well, now that you mention it, I do feel like I could use a rest….. Yeah, that sounds okay…. You’ll let the parents know? Great, we’ll see ya soon…. I love you too, please, be careful. Oh, and don’t forget to lock up….” Mikey ended the call, and turned to face his brother, and boyfriend.

“What did they say babe?” Dakota flung Lance’s giggling body over his shoulder, then carried him to the sofa, plopped the twenty year old on the cushions, and sat between the two younger men.

Mikey couldn’t stop giggling. Especially, since Lance had pulled his older brother’s good leg across Dakota’s lap, and was lightly tickling the soft, bare sole. “Kotie, stop him. He’s tickling my foot. Tickle him, or something.” Mikey’s boyish squeals got louder, and higher when his brother’s fingers traced circles around and between the wiggling toes.

“Nah, I already did that. Besides, you did promise he could tickle you, for not telling him about your panic room.” Dakota kissed his squirming, and giggly boyfriend. “There’s another reason I wouldn’t stop him.”

“Why not?” The brunette squeaked. “Lance, no fair tickling my ankle and sides of my foot.” Mikey’s foot writhed, and his toes scrunched.

“You’re too adorable when your being tickled, and he knows how ticklish I am.” Dakota leaned over, and blew a raspberry on Mikey’s stomach.

“Yeah, especially his feet. They’re fun to tickle.”

“Just you wait Kotie, I’m gonna make sure all your precinct knows how ticklish you are.” Mikey immediately gulped, and squirmed after his comment. It only took another second for the brunette to feel a shock of ticklish electricity surge from his belly button, where Dakota’s index finger was jack hammering in, and around the deep crevice. “Not the navel” Mikey screeched and wildly laughed.

Lance decided to add his two cents to the tickle conversation Dakota was having with his brother’s extremely ticklish spot. He giggled, and very lightly stroked his fingertips along the back of Mikey’s good knee. Lance also made sure he kept the bad ankle stationary.

“Okay, okay I promise not to tell the precinct.”

The two ticklers ceased the their attack. Lance gently massaged both Mikey’s feet, making sure he didn’t hurt his brother’s ankle. And Dakota kissed his boyfriend’s nose and cradled the younger man in his arms.

“That was awesome.” Mikey said as he yawned. The brunette once again curled up in his boyfriend’s lap, and sucked on his thumb.

Adam, and Jai arrived not too much after Mikey fell asleep. They didn’t want to disturb him, so they gave everyone a hug, and kiss after giving the bag for Mikey to Dakota. Then after another round of hugs, a confirmation from Adam to hang with his younger bro the following afternoon, and a kiss for Mikey, Lance was given a ride home. Dakota started puttering around the kitchen, and began preparing to make dinner. The two men ate, then shared Dakota’s bed, for a good night’s sleep.

Lance

The twenty year old’s alarm woke him, long before he was ready to get up. However, Lance stretched, yawned, and grunted his way to the bathroom. He made a quick stop along the way to turn on the morning news. The picture on the screen, made him almost walk into the wall. He quickly, ran to turn the sound up, then ran to the bathroom.

“Now, we’re going live to our breaking news reporter. Heather, what’s the scene behind you.”

“Dan, I’m currently, outside the public library. It’s been broken into, and most of the books burned. You can see here in the parking lot, these charred remains actually spell out Burn In Hell F*****”

“Have you been able to speak with anyone in charge there? Do we know who might have done this?”

“At this time, there are no leads. We’ll be keeping our viewers up to date on the unfolding events.”

“Thanks Heather. Now, on to the weather. Steve, what’s in store for us?”

Lance turned the sound back down, then grabbed his things, and jumped in the shower. The cascading water, hid the sound of his apartment being entered. The brunette turned the water off. He was drying his hair, when a bullet pierced his shoulder. The young man instinctively placed his towel over the wound, to stem the bleeding. Very carefully, he got out of the tub, grabbed his phone, then sat on the floor, so he wouldn’t lose his balance, and really hurt himself. Making sure to regulate his breathing, Lance hit the speed dial number for his Dad.

Mikey

Dakota dropped Mikey off at his house. After a very loving, and passionate kiss, the officer left to start his shift. The twenty-two year old’s smile was bright enough to make a Christmas tree look dim, and dingy. He had just put his key in the door, when he felt something pierce his skin on his left side. The smile quickly faded, as the brunette pulled his blood covered hand away from the painful spot. He fell back against the door. Mikey pulled his phone out, and called Dakota before he lost consciousness.

At The Hospital

Within the span of a few minutes, the entire Carter/Knight family was thrown into pandemonium. Tony, and Pam were rushing to the hospital, as were Bryan, Max, Adam, and Jai. It wasn’t until everyone met up at the hospital, then compared notes with each other, and Dakota that they realized both Mikey, and Lance were shot.

“Dakota, I want you to go back to Mikey’s. We need to take a look at the surveillance. Do you need a key?” Max asked giving a younger man a hug, and kissing his tear stained cheek.

“No thanks, Papa Max. I managed to get Mikey’s key from the door. I could kick myself for leaving him. If I’d been there….”

“You might’ve been shot as well. Then we’d be here worrying about three of our kids, not just two.” Tony said as he embraced his newest son.

It wasn’t that long after Dakota left, that Lance came slowly walking out from the operating area. Instantly, the college student was being hugged, and kissed by his family. “Umm, where’s Mikey, and Kota? I’m surprised they’re not here.”

Everyone nervously shuffled, and looked at each other. “Son, your brother’s been shot too, he’s still being operated on. I asked Dakota to go get the security footage from Mikey’s house.”

Tears streamed down Lance’s cheeks. “That fucking bitch. We have to get her locked back up.”