The Ticklish Brotherhood - 12. It's All About Love

"That tickles like crazy, Airey-Bug," Mickey squealed.

The nine-year-old, clad in his Superman pajamas, squirmed and giggled as his newly claimed younger brother, dressed in Superboy pajamas, had a blast inspecting his ticklish bare feet and toes. His body rolled side to side, his eyes squinted shut, both palms hit and pressed into the mattress as Airen's slender fingers slid between every digit, and the tips of his stubby nails lightly scratched the spaces of skin, separating the bases of his wiggling toes.

The half-Cherokee's brown eyes shined with pure innocence and sparkled with playfulness and love as he gazed at the older boy. He giggled and said, "No one's ever let me do this to them before. Mickey, you're the bestest and most fun big brother I've ever had."

The seven-year-old crawled up to the head of the bed, got on top of his brother, and laid his head on the rising and falling chest. The giggly youths' bodies glowed brightly as Mickey and Airen wrapped their arms around one another and kissed each other's noses.

"I love you, Mickey. You feel like a cuddly teddy bear when you hold and kiss me."

Pride and the desire to protect the boy in his arms flowed through Mickey as tears welled in his eyes.

"I promise to always love and protect you as my little brother. I love you, my sweet, giggly Airey-Bug."

Airen saw three ethereal beings, two men and one woman, in the doorway and asked, "Who are they, Mickey?"

Mickey looked at the beings and said, "That's our Grandpa, your first Cousin, and Great Grandma." He pointed to the first one on the left. "Grandpa Matty is our Uncles Aiden, Jason, Jordan, and your Daddy's Daddy. The second man is your first Cousin, meaning he's Daddy to Daddy-Kota," he giggled and whispered, "he's chuckling because I can't remember our Brave Cherokee Warrior Grandpa's actual name. The nice-looking lady is Great Gamma Cat, and she's Grandpa Matty's mommy." They're our guardian angels, baby bro. They watch over, love, and protect us," he giggled and added, "Sometimes they visit in dreams. When they do, they'll take us to this amazingly cool meadow with rainbows, puppies, waterfalls, bright green grass, and kitties."

"I can't wait to go there. It sounds fun," Airen said. He smiled and waved at the giggling angels. "I'm gonna call Unkie Kotie's Daddy Grandpa, like you do."

Mickey smiled sweetly as he lightly tickled under Airen's chin, and his giggles blended with the younger boy's giggly squeals. His heart overflowed with love as his brother cuddled harder against him.

"The meadow is a fun place to visit, and our Grandpas are very playful. Sometimes, when they watch over me, they'll lightly tickle my feet, but not enough to wake me, only enough to make me giggle and squirm. At the meadow, they love to cuddle and tickle wrestle with me."

Airen's eyes were sparkling as he envisioned the loving interaction.

"Can you keep a secret?"

"Yes! Umm, unless I get tickle tortured."

Airen giggled when Mickey looked around the room, making sure nobody was close enough to hear him. His goofy brother even added to his amusement by checking under the pillows.

Mickey gestured for his brown-haired brother to get as close as possible to his mouth and said, "Okay, I don't think we're being listened to or watched. The secret is that when they were alive, our Grandpas weren't ticklish, but I tickled them while in the meadow, and they're very giggly, like our daddies, Great Pappy, Uncles, and us."

"Why is that a secret?"

"I don't know, my giggly Airey-Bug. Maybe you can ask the next time they take us to the meadow. They also tell me things I need to know or cuddle, letting me know how much they love me and wish they could physically be with the family."

Airen looked at the trio of angels and said, "Thank you, Grandpas and Gamma, for loving our daddies, unkies, Great Pappy, and us. I don't know you yet, but I love you."

Mickey wiped the tears that fell down his cheeks and hugged Airen, filling him with every ounce of love in his heart and soul. After a minute or two, he grinned and said, "Let's make a tickle pact." He sat up, then pulled the younger boy into an upright position, put Airen's feet in his lap, and said, "I, Mickey Carter-Buckingham, promise I'll never reveal any of the secrets told to me by my brother unless they are harmful, or I'm tickled for the info." He finished speaking, trapped his brother's ankles, and tickled his soles and toes.

Airen's toes scrunched, and his soles wrinkled as high-pitched laughter flew from his open mouth.

"That's tickly," he adorably squealed while wriggling and squirming.

"Now, it's your turn. Just say what I did and tickle my feet," Mickey stated as he released his brother and placed his feet in Airen's lap.

"I, Airen Playful Otter Blackhawk, promise I'll never reveal any of the secrets told to me by my brother unless they are harmful or I'm tickled for the info."

Mickey's boyish squeals and symphonic laughter filled the room. "Hey, I didn't tickle your feet this long, Airey-Bug," he cried out after about two minutes of nonstop tickles.

Airen giggled and said, "Your feet are bigger, so I gotta make sure I tickle your whole foot," he paused and added, "I love my giggly and ticklish big brother."

Mickey grabbed his brother, ruffled his hair, and said, "C'mon, my Airey-Bug tickle monster, let's fall asleep. Maybe we'll visit the meadow and play with our Grandparents and Wolfie."

"Who's Wolfie?"

Mickey pointed to the stuffed rainbow wolf above the bed and explained, "That's Wolfie. Uncle Lance gave him to me. He's our watch wolf, and he loves and protects us."

"Are you sure Wolfie will protect me too?"

"Yeppers! Wolfie already knows you're my baby brother, and he'll always love you and help me keep you safe."

Airen giggled and said, "Goodnight, Wolfie. I love you, cute wolf pup."

The boys closed their eyes, and their bodies glowed as they curled into each other, sucking their thumbs.

*****

Bright blue eyes sparkled, gazing into equally sparkling, love-filled hazel eyes as Aiden's body squirmed, pinned to the mattress by his light brown-haired mate. Soft, airy giggles flowed like a gentle stream, merging seamlessly with Matt's slightly higher-pitched giggling.

"How do you and my brothers always manage to keep me pinned," Aiden childishly whined.

The slightly younger man smiled innocently. He lowered his head, kissed his husband's nose, and said, "Simple, we know all of Aiden The Mighty's weaknesses and the best ways to exploit them. Like this, for example.” He grinned as he held his mate's wrists so that his arms were over his head, then slowly licked up and down the hollows of his husband's slightly hairy and open cavernous pit hollows.

Aiden's eyes squeezed shut, and instantly, the soft giggles morphed into high-pitched squeals. His toes curled and uncurled, his soles wrinkled, and his feet twisted and turned every which way.

"Then, there's this fun way to keep you under control."

Matt chuckled as he inched backward a little, allowing him to blow raspberries on the quaking, taut, bare stomach.

"No... Not that," Aiden cried out.

The blonde howled with laughter as his body rolled side to side, writhing around on the mattress, and his feet tried to find some traction and a way to escape. The playful tickle assault also had the husbands rock hard and leaking precum.

"However, only I, Mattie The Masterful, know the one true foolproof method of controlling the great blonde hero, and it's a personal favorite of mine."

A huge smile formed on Aiden's face when his slender husband let go of his wrists so that he could support himself as the angelic brunette's soft lips wrapped around his leaking manhood, allowing the veiny appendage to explore the cavern-like mouth. Matt's eyes closed while pleasured sounds floated from deep in his gut into his and his mate's ears, dancing and mixing with Aiden's pleasure-filled moans, working in tandem to create a heavenly symphonic and sensual duet as his warm, moist tongue licked along the quivering shaft. Their bodies squirmed and pressed together, and the efforts of his seasoned lover caused the semen to start its journey up the shaft to the aching head. Keeping himself stable with one arm, Matt used the other hand to lightly tickle along the sweaty and slightly hairy ass crack and crotch. The new sensation made Aiden squeak and whimper as his body shuddered and his back arched. Knowing this was the moment they'd been waiting for, the cock-sucking man's middle finger gently worked into the hot hole and playfully tickled and massaged the prostate gland. Not even two seconds later, Aiden's head thrust back, his Adam's apple bobbed up and down as a guttural scream flew from his parted mouth, and spurt after spurt of thick semen shot out of the slit and was swallowed until the source was depleted.

"Now that the mighty hero is thoroughly weakened, I can easily make him do my bidding."

Matt's eyes sparkled with mischief as he wrapped his arms around his panting and giggling husband's ankles. Once he made sure that all of his sensitive spots were inaccessible, his fingers curled, and lightly but rapidly, his fingernails strummed the wiggling and helpless pair of pinkish soles as if they were playing a guitar. Within seconds, the room exploded with high-pitched squealing laughter and disbelieved threats as Aiden bounced up and down on the mattress, writhing and trying to get free while weakly pulling at his mate's arm. The tickles ceased close to five minutes later when an agreement of more love-making was made.

*****

"Oh, shit," Anthony squealed as Mikey tackled him onto the bed. He and his playful brother rolled around, each struggling to get the upper hand, giggling like the boys they acted like.

"Ha! I got you, Amazing Antboy," Mikey cheered as he rolled his platonic soulmate onto his stomach and straddled his waist, facing the foot of the bed. He smiled as he wrapped his arm around his brother's ankles, and his fingertips lightly stroked up and down the flexing and squirming bare soles.

"Enjoy yourself while you can, Super Mikey," Anthony cried out as he giggled and squealed like a little boy. His legs struggled for release, and his toes scrunched.

Mikey stopped tickling, freed his captive, and then wrapped his arms around his soul mate brother and held Anthony as their naked bodies glowed.

"Hey, guess what."

Anthony giggled at the childlike innocence that was his Mikey.

"What?"

"You're in my arms, and I love you, and we're forever brothers."

Anthony chuckled as he shook his head and ruffled the slightly younger brunette's hair.

"I already knew that, ya goof."

"Betcha' ya didn't know that I'm your goof, though," Mikey stated. He giggled and blew a raspberry at Anthony.

“You're not just my goof, Super Mikey. You're also Kota's goof. See, we decided to co-own you. He's getting the "Mikey ownership papers drawn up in the morning."

The pair giggled as they lightly rubbed their noses against each other and savored the strength and longevity of their bond.

"Mikey!"

"Yeah, Ant."

"I'm proud of you and am pleasantly surprised by your maturity and growth. You've become an incredibly awesome dad, and Dakota's calming influence, love, and support were what you needed."

Mikey turned his head and kissed Anthony's cheek.

"I also had you, my other brothers, and every one of the many parental figures throughout my life to provide the best examples of what being a man was."

After a couple minutes of comfortable silence, Anthony and Mikey said, "I've been thinking," and immediately giggled.

"Most likely, we've thought the same thing," Anthony said.

"Let's wait till breakfast so we can talk about it with everyone," they said in unison before giggling again.

"Love you, my beautiful Super Mikey."

"Love you more, my angelic Amazing Antboy."

Like their boys, these brothers closed their eyes and curled into one another. However, unlike the younger pair, Mikey sucked Anthony's thumb while Anthony sucked his as their bodies glowed.