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Foreword and Warning: This story juggles with time to imagine the story of our own Tickle Torture Fever (Andrew) being offered a feature role on the US version of Queer as Folk. I do not own Queer as Folk or know Randy Harrison. TTF granted permission for the story to be written (it was begun before he announced his change of relationship status), and, on being sent the story after its completion, made no objection to its being submitted for public view.

As for the content and language of the story, people who would object to watching QAF for those reasons probably won't enjoy reading it. I considered writing a Tame Version as I do for my interminable poem, but it just didn't work this time.

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QUEER as TICKLING

“It’s Plot B.”
“But there’s no script ready yet for Plot B.”
“New plan. We’ll shoot them improvising today at rehearsals and then write the script around what works.”
“Can we get the exhibit scene ready in time?”
“No problem. Randy’s brought in some work from his own collection, and we got some local artists to bring drawings to fill the walls. They’ll be extras, but he chose one himself for the feature role.”
“Lucky stiff!”
“In more ways than one; right?” Laughter.

Did Randy Harrison ever suspect the full extent of his contribution to Queer as Folk? Usually it was just a look here or a line there, but it made Justin genuine enough to carry the Brian-and-Justin storylines into uncharted territory. A straight actor, even one with more experience or skill (Randy had never quite gotten the hang of, among other things, the jizz ball - featured on camera at the home of Ted’s web site Jerkatwork.com), could have nailed the lines but wouldn‘t have known how to get the same feeling. It wasn’t anything teachable.

Trying to harness the young blond’s gay-ne-sais-quoi as the fourth season was preparing for shooting, the directors and writers had formed a new plan. Randy’s sex scenes with anyone other than Gale(Brian) would be improvised in a first rehearsal and then scripted. As the actor had taken on a brief side project for which he’d need his hair long, they’d postponed scenes of Justin’s joining the Pink Posse and getting a buzz cut. Instead, Justin would be meeting a hot stranger at a student art show and exploring something new. Randy, who’d wanted to be surprised, had been very enthusiastic about the partner he’d selected.

[SCENE: Art Exhibition at the Student Centre. Drawings are hung on two walls. About a dozen students in twos or threes wander around, looking at the drawings with moderate interest. On the other side of the room, JUSTIN is speaking into his cell phone.

JUSTIN: Not many people here. There should be a good crowd tomorrow evening. There’s some new stuff I haven’t seen. I’ll check it out…

A male STRANGER - tall, fit, cute - stops in front of Justin’s drawings and studies them intently. JUSTIN notices STRANGER with evident appreciation.

JUSTIN: …sorrygottagobye. (Shuts off phone.)

JUSTIN begins a casual saunter in STRANGER’s direction. STRANGER half turns, notices JUSTIN, lifts an eyebrow invitingly, and turns back to the drawings. JUSTIN grins and joins him. They look at the drawings.

JUSTIN (giving a cruising glance): So, what do you think?
STRANGER (returning the cruise): I think I’m thinking what you’re thinking.
JUSTIN (smirking): I meant about the drawings. I’m Justin, by the way.
STRANGER: I’m Jaden.
JUSTIN: So, do you like the drawings, or just the artist? (They focus on the art.)]

Randy felt surprisingly nervous. He’d brought in a group of drawings he called Feet in Bed. In each a faceless figure who approximated Gale, Peter, Scott or Hal was captured in the same pose, all the personality in each drawing going into the subject’s bare feet. Even though this guy would probably only be in one episode or maybe two, Randy found himself hoping strongly for a favorable opinion.

[JADEN: I like your accent on their feet. It’s the same pose, and yet all their barefeet are saying completely different things.
JUSTIN (leaning in a little, half-whispering): I like your accent, too.
JADEN: Thanks, mate. (JUSTIN pretends to swoon.) I wish you’d done a self-portait.
JUSTIN: How do you know I haven’t?
JADEN: Because I can tell what your barefeet would look like - perfection. Here you’ve drawn… a mama’s boy, a closet case, a drag queen, and Mr Sex-on-Legs.
JUSTIN: That’s really close! You’re good.
JADEN: I can be. You want to find out just how good?]

Not only was Randy a sucker for an Australian accent, he loved it when hot guys said “barefeet” as if it were one word instead of two. His and Gale’s being the two biggest barefooters in the cast he’d secretly taken as a sign that Brian and Justin were destined to be a couple. But Randy’d never lobbied for a full-on foot scene. Maybe if this guy stuck around for a few episodes he would. He blushed.

[JUSTIN (blushing slightly): Sure. You got any work here?
JADEN (nodding in the general direction): Over there.
JUSTIN: So show me your stuff.
JADEN: With pleasure. (He pretends to start stripping.)
JUSTIN (laughing): I meant your art.
JADEN: Too bad. (They walk towards his drawings.)
JUSTIN: You can show me your better stuff later. (They stop and look.)]

Jaden’s drawing were all heads and busts in anime style of good-looking young men, each apparently in the grip of a powerful emotion. One had a slightly open mouth and a look of pure shock if not terror in his eyes; another was biting his lower lip; a third was clenching his teeth hard with his eyes shut; the fourth was laughing openly so hard his tears were streaming. Each of the drawings was framed to suggest that half the picture was still hidden. Randy felt even more turned on and really curious about the hidden parts of the drawings.

[JUSTIN: Oh my God, these are great - really sexy. What are they doing, getting a blow job?
JADEN: Nah. But if you want to find out (JUSTIN nods), why don’t you come back to my place and I’ll show you?
JUSTIN: I thought you’d never ask. (They exit.)]

Waiting for the set of Jaden’s flat to be ready, the pair chatted. Randy was usually a bit shy with feature actors, but he was feeling really drawn to this guy, enough to ask, “So, what brings you here to Canada; doing anything interesting?”
“Lots of hot Canadians,” the Australian replied, winking at a passing crew member.
Hoping he’d soon do the Stars and Stripes proud, Randy admitted, “You have good taste.”
“And I taste good, too.”
“Can I ask your real name?”
“It’s Andrew.”
“Hi, Andrew. I’m Randy, though I guess that was obvious.” He flushed a little.
“Well, I can see that.” Andrew fixed Randy with a melting gaze. “Bet I can feel it, too,” he added, reaching down and giving an indiscreet frontal squeeze that caused a highly satisfactory response. “Yeah, you’re randy all right.”
Blushing a bright pink that was most becoming with his blond colouring, Randy said, “I think we’d better save it for the scene. I should warn you, though; I’m not very good with the jizz ball.”
“I don’t believe in those things, except sometimes for really uptight straight guys. You’re not gonna need a jizz ball, mate,” Andrew said with a smirk.
Not hearing that accent I won’t, Randy thought but didn’t say.

[SCENE: JADEN’s apartment, a studio full of light and drawings and very little furniture. Four chairs and a table are scattered about, and an open cabinet is crammed full with art supplies. As a singular luxury, a well-made king sized bed with top quality bedding rests on a small platform at the back. The door opens; JUSTIN and JADEN enter in a half-embrace. While JADEN shuts the door and turns to adjust the lock, JUSTIN shucks off his shoes and socks, leaves them in a little area clearly used to receiving deposited shoes, and bounds into the room. JADEN finishes locking the door, removes his own footwear, leaves it next to JUSTIN’s, and joins JUSTIN in the middle of the room.]

Andrew noted with approval that Randy had removed his shoes without prompting. He’d planned a couple of lines for Jaden about keeping a shoe-free home, but they would do just as well on another occasion. And this development suggested he’d be able to take the scene farther than he’d thought.

[JUSTIN: This place is great!
JADEN: Really? I thought you’d be into Italian furniture.
JUSTIN: That’s nice, but this light is amazing! And I like the way there’s such a natural spotlight on the bed.
JADEN: Well, I go for what’s most important. You like the bed? I think you need to see it close up. (JADEN leads JUSTIN over to the bed area, then lifts him a little up and heaves him onto the bed in a smooth motion, JUSTIN landing face down.)]

Randy was a little surprised to be thrown onto the bed. But he didn’t think that would have bothered Justin. And personally he didn’t mind it.

[JUSTIN: You’re really strong.
JADEN: I work out. You look like you do, too. (Sitting on the bed next to JUSTIN.)
JUSTIN: Not seriously. This is mostly natural. I do go to the gym with my friends, but mostly so guys can check out my ass. (JUSTIN lifts his posterior in the air and wiggles it provocatively.)
JADEN: I don’t blame you. It’s very perky. (Gives JUSTIN’s butt a light spank.)
JUSTIN: Ooh! You know, it’s really warm in here.
JADEN: Let’s get more comfortable. (They pull their shirts off and start making out, JADEN on top. JUSTIN gives an involuntary shiver once or twice.]

Andrew tried an experiment. As they made out, he let his fingers give Randy a couple of gentle and tentative tickles on his neck and sides. Randy’s responses encouraged him.

[JADEN: I need to get these off; they’re getting too tight. (Undoes his fly.)
JUSTIN: Mine too. (Starts to sit up.)
JADEN: Let me. (Removes his own pants, then undoes JUSTIN’s fly and pulls his pants down his legs and off almost in one fluid motion. JUSTIN’s eyes widen slightly in surprise.)]

Randy was impressed with Andrew’s trouser removal skills. Better than Gale’s.

[JADEN(placing their pants on the floor): You’re almost in the pose for your drawings. Would you show me?
JUSTIN(moving into position): Sure. (JADEN steps away and studies JUSTIN for a moment.) So, what do you think?
JADEN: Like I said, your barefeet are perfect.
JUSTIN: Really? Aren’t they a little small?
JADEN: Nah. They’re just right for you. Everything’s in proportion. And I’ll bet they look adorable when you’re coming.
JUSTIN(colouring slightly): Maybe. Can I see you in the pose?
JADEN: Sure. (They exchange positions. JUSTIN looks quietly.)
JUSTIN: Wow. Your toes look almost as strong as fingers. Can I draw you?
JADEN: Maybe later. Now get back here. (JUSTIN gets back on the bed. They roll around a little, JADEN’s hands playing with JUSTIN’s chest and stomach a bit. Eventually, JUSTIN lies on his back as JADEN kisses him from his neck to his navel. JUSTIN purrs and stretches his arms over his head.)
JADEN: Close your eyes. (JUSTIN closes his eyes and sighs contentedly as JADEN takes hold of his right arm. JUSTIN opens his eyes to see that Jaden has fastened his arm at the wrist in a fleece-lined cuff.)
JUSTIN: Handcuffs? Kinky!
JADEN: I hope you don’t mind.
JUSTIN: Go for it.
JADEN: Good. I was going to anyway. (Moves over; cuffs JUSTIN’s other arm.)]

Andrew was almost forgetting that they were being filmed, and was impatient to make his big reveal. Randy had been tied loosely before, but never cuffed. This was a great introduction to it for him, in front of a camera crew. Justin, he knew, was generally sexually adventurous, and wouldn’t be too shy about trying serious bondage, making it a win-win.

[JADEN: Before we get started, I want to show you the hidden part of my drawings in the show. And there’s one more drawing I didn’t put in the show.
JUSTIN: Why not?
JADEN: I didn’t put this one in the show because… it’s of you. We were in the same class for about two days.
JUSTIN: Now I remember you! You were the hottest guy in the class, and I always meant to try to hook up with you.
JADEN: You’re wrong. I spent the whole lecture time drawing the hottest guy in the class. You. But now it’s time to show you something. Here’s the drawing of you I didn’t put in the show with the others. (JADEN goes to the corner and returns with a long board on which are attached the drawings he’d had in the show and one more on the end, with a long panel hiding the bottom halves of the drawings. The new drawing is a close likeness of JUSTIN’s face, his hair slightly slicked down to his head, his eyes popped open in astonishment and his mouth open in a rather pretty O shape, as if about to receive a certain throbbing object.)
JUSTIN: (after JADEN gives him a good view) Why did you draw me looking like that?
JADEN: I thought about what you might look like when you’re coming.
JUSTIN: Oh. Well, maybe you’ll see for yourself how accurate you were.
JADEN: Yeah, I used to draw you pretty often. But now, my blond friend, since we’re on congenial terms, there’s something I always wanted to ask you.
JUSTIN: What’s that?
JADEN: How ticklish are you?
JUSTIN: Wha… (JUSTIN stares, uncomprehending. JADEN removes the panel to reveal the missing halves of his drawings. All the subjects are being tickled - on their armpits, ribs, stomachs, legs, feet, privates or multiple spots at once. The last drawing includes, in addition to JUSTIN’s feet being tickled with his toes splaying wildly, a huge cock being stroked as it blasts forth an abundant load.) I think you were a little generous to me there.
JADEN: What, you never gave a hot guy a couple of extra inches?
JUSTIN: Maybe once or twice.
JADEN: (Putting the drawings against the wall) Let’s say that’s how big drawing you made me feel. (Returns, and cuffs JUSTIN’s ankles.) And who knows how big you can get now that I’m gonna tickle you all over?]

Andrew didn’t get the sense that Randy was used to erotic tickling, but he’d been told to make the scene as hot as he could, and he felt confident of delivering a scene as hot as any the show had aired. Randy actually found the idea intriguing. As himself, he’d have been willing to go with the flow and see what it was like. Then he remembered Justin’s back story. Brian had been briefly tickled once or twice during the course of the series, but Justin never. Justin couldn’t take the intensity of being tickled, and if ever tickled would immediate shut down. As this had never arisen during the course of the show, Randy was a little surprised that he remembered it at such a moment.

[JUSTIN: NO FUCKIN’ WAY!!! (Struggling, but unable to get out of the restraints.) You are NOT going to tickle me! Don’t you dare even try it!
JADEN: Sorry, Blondie, but I’d hardly bring you here and get you all cuffed and then not tickle you. That would be pretty silly of me. (Straddling JUSTIN’s midsection.) And it’s not as if you can stop me.
JUSTIN: (Still struggling, but slightly more calm) But it won’t do you any good. I mean, I’m not really ticklish or anything like that, so you won’t be making me laugh hysterically or anything.
JADEN: That’s something I always insist on finding out for myself. Now, where to start? I think I like the look of your armpits (placing a finger in each hollow and starting to stroke).
JUSTIN: (Struggling again as he feels the beginning of tickles) Oh, come on, you didn’t mean it, did you? Let me go!
JADEN: For someone who’s not really ticklish, you’re pretty responsive. (Adding a second finger to each pit and stroking a little faster)
JUSTIN: Cut that out! Don’t TICKLE me, damn you! (Struggling harder) Shit!]

Wherever Randy’s words were originating, Andrew could feel the body beneath him responding to his efforts. This session was beginning to get the feeling of something out of the ordinary. As Andrew’s deft fingers got more serious in his pits, Randy felt a sudden surge of recognition when the probing digits found the ideal spot to go mining for laughter. It was right there inside him, under the surface, ready to gush forth once those fingers went just a little deeper…

[JADEN: (Tickling with more intensity and grinning down at JUSTIN) So tell me, how much does it tickle?
JUSTIN: Stop LOOKING at me like that, you bastard! (Struggling harder.)
JADEN: (Tickling faster) That’s not very nice. You ought to know better than to call a guy a nasty name when he’s on top of you. I could do something like… this! (Digging in and tickling with determination)
JUSTIN: (Desperately struggling) Just you fuckin’ wait until I get out of this; you are so… SOhoho (Cannot contain it any longer and letting out a long giggle)…
JADEN: That’s it, Blondie! Keep it up!
JUSTIN: (Still giggling, eyes drawn to JADEN’s crotch) Looks like you’re… (laughs, but squirms a bit less) keeping it up. Come on, we can have more fun than this. You‘re getting a big boner; let me suck you off. (Makes an O shape with his mouth)
JADEN: (Kisses JUSTIN) Mmm, nice. But if your mouth’s full of my cock, then I can’t hear you laughing. And that’s what I want to hear, so let’s get back to it. (Moves his fingers down to tickling JUSTIN’s ribs)
JUSTIN: (Between bursts of laughter) No… no… no, don’t! Stop tickling me! What… what about we fuck? You said my ass is perkEEEE!!! (Laughing again)
JADEN: Maybe later. But I’ll give you a little treat right now (Teasing JUSTIN’s nipples each in turn with his tongue.)]

Randy liked nipple play, but the stimulation from the tickling this time caused him to find himself a good deal more turned on than usual.

[JUSTIN: Mmmm, that’s nice… mmmhmmhmm (laughter decelerating to a slow giggle)… see, you don’t have to torture me to have a good TIIIIIME!!! (shrieking as JADEN, still straddling JUSTIN, reaches behind himself and tickles JUSTIN’s sides and stomach without looking, but effectively.)
JADEN: That’s better. You weren’t laughing enough. I want to hear continuous laughter, and if I do, maybe you’ll get a break. (Moving down a bit, and beginning to tickle JUSTIN’s stomach by trailing a couple of fingers around in circles, each slightly smaller and zeroing in towards the navel. JUSTIN laughs continuously and steadily for a while, his laughter getting a bit heavier when JADEN finally swirls a fingernail right in the centre of his navel at high speed.)
JADEN: There now, that’s not so hard, is it? But here’s something that is pretty hard. Want me to make it harder? (Rubs the crotch of JUSTIN’s underpants)
JUSTIN: Ohhh… that’s it… AAAAH! (Feels JADEN’s fingers reaching under his waistband and scratching through his pubic hair to the base of his dick.) Mmmm, yeah, it still tickles but it’s okahay (giggling lightly)…
JADEN: Let’s get a better look. (Takes a pair of scissors from his bedside table, cuts through JUSTIN’s briefs and pulls them off, putting the scissors back and picking up something else.) VERY nice.
JUSTIN: Come on, don’t be cheeky.
JADEN: I’ll show you cheeky. (Straddles JUSTIN facing away from him, then makes several thrusting motins.) Cheeky enough for you?
JUSTIN: You need a spanking, that’s what you need. Now if I could just move my arms, IAAAIIIII… (shrieks with laughter as JADEN works a feather under his balls)]

Remembering his real-life introduction to rimming and the pale imitation of it that had occurred between Justin and Brian, Randy had hopes that were dashed by Andrew’s latest assault.

[JUSTIN: NOHOHO!! (laughs) Stop it!… (laughs) Put that feather away! (laughs)
JADEN: Okay, if you keep laughing like that. (Puts down the feather and digs into JUSTIN’s groin and thighs with his fingers.)
JUSTIN: (Bucking as much as he can and laughing wildly) Come on, STOP!… (laughs)… pleasepleaseplease… (laughs)… shit! this is HORRIBLE… gimme a break, PLEEEEheehease!!! (keeps laughing. JADEN continues tickling for a couple of minutes, then pauses, turning around to face JUSTIN, looking delighted.)
JADEN: Okay, that was some pretty good laughter.
JUSTIN: (Panting with residual giggles mixed in) So… that was enough, right?
JADEN: Enough? It’s NEVER enough, Blondie.
JUSTIN: (Still panting) But you’re… done tickling me, right?
JADEN: Didn’t you enjoy it?
JUSTIN: It was… it was AWFUL!
JADEN: I think your boner would disagree. (Strokes JUSTIN’s hard-on.)]

Randy had thought he’d had the good feelings that usually meant he was becoming aroused, but the tickling had blurred everything together to the point that he couldn’t have said. He knew he wanted more tickling, but that Justin wouldn’t, and dutifully remained in character.

[JUSTIN: Ohhh, that’s so good… keep doing that, pleeeeease…
JADEN: Sure. (Continues stroking) But hold on, I forgot something!
JUSTIN: A condom? I’ve got some in my pants.
JADEN: Not a condom, Blondie. I forgot something absolutely vital. I forgot… to tickle your FEET.
JUSTIN: My FEET? (Eyes opening in terror)]

Randy had thought he was ready for the tickling to stop, but, at the mention of his feet being tickled, knew he both dreaded and wanted it. Andrew, who’d admired Randy’s feet since the beginning of the series on television, was surprised he’d held off for so long, but the lithe body and graceful strength of his new playmate had kept him well entertained thus far.

[JADEN: Of course, your feet. You didn’t seriously think I would get you all tied up and tickle you all over your hot little bod and not tickle your feet, did you?
JUSTIN: Not my feet, please! Come on, they’re too damn ticklish! I’ll go crazy! You’ll drive me insane! I’ll do anything you want, but don’t tickle my FEET!
JADEN: You’ll do anything I want after I tickle your feet, so, why shouldn‘t I? (Taking up a position at the end of the bed and running his hands lightly up JUSTIN’s soles.) Mmmm, nice barefeet, good and sweaty.
JUSTIN: (Stifling giggles) They sweat when I get nervous.
JADEN: What’s there to be nervous about? I’m just tickling your feet. I’m just tracing the lines of your arches with a couple of fingernails. It’s all good fun.
JUSTIN: (Tensing) Good fun for you, you mean. You’re the one doing the tickling. I would so love to do this to you, you fucker.
JADEN: (Switching over to trace the outer edges of JUSTIN’s soles) I bet you would. But isn’t it fun for you? Don’t you want to laugh? I think you want to laugh. Your barefeet are sweating some more. I think they want you to laugh, too.
JUSTIN: (Straining against the cuffs) I’ve had enough laughing. Come on, please stop tickling me, this is AWFUL! I can’t laugh any more.
JADEN: Sure you can. (Scrabbling with his fingers into the balls of JUSTIN’s feet)
JUSTIN: (Bucking) Oh, shit, that tickles too much! Nohohoho! Don’t! STOP!!!
JADEN: Okay, I won’t stop, especially now that you seem ready to give me some really good laughs if you get a good enough tickle (hooking his thumbs around JUSTIN’s feet at the top of the arches and letting loose at the base of JUSTIN’s toes with all his fingers at once)…
JUSTIN: (Loudly between bursts of total hysterics) Omigod, you’re so CRUEL!… I can’t TAKE it!… It FUCKIN’ TICKLES TOO MUCH!!!… I’m in HELL and THIS IS TORTURE!!!]

Although really loving the tickles, Randy was astonished at how genuine his attempts to resist or protest were. It was like being at war with himself. It was becoming harder and harder to try to react as Justin would.
[JADEN: (After some minutes of Justin’s laughing too much to be able to say anything intelligible, finally letting up on the tickling). I told you I’d be nice to you if you laughed continuously for me. So now I’m gonna give you a break and a nice massage with my yummiest massage oil. (Going to the table and holding up a small bottle of oil) All the hot guys I tickle love it.
JUSTIN: (Rather the worse for wear after all his laughing) What, do you tickle lots of guys?
JADEN: Sure, why not?
JUSTIN: And it, like, turns you on? (Notices the state of JADEN’s underpants) Okay, I guess I know the answer to that one.
JADEN: I guess I can give you a peak. (Slips off his underwear)
JUSTIN: (His eyes widen) Holy shit! You get THAT hard just from TICKLING dudes?
JADEN: Why not? It’s fun physical contact and I really love to do it. But now it’s time for your reward. (Going to the end of the bed, sitting, and beginning to apply the oil to JUSTIN’s barefeet.)
JUSTIN: Oh, wow, that’s amazing… (Begins moaning contentedly as JADEN rubs the oil into his soles and toes, which twitch and wriggle revealingly whenever an especially ticklish spot is caressed, with additional moaning whenever JADEN covers an erotic spot, which JADEN does more frequently as he gets up to JUSTIN‘s toes, deliberately oiling the promising spots again and again to verify the best path for maximal arousal later)
JADEN: So is this enough of a reward for you?
JUSTIN: It’s worth all the tickling, I’ll admit. You’re incredible!
JADEN: I should hope so. You’re not so bad yourself. In fact, now that they’re all oiled up, your barefeet are absolutely irresistible. Also, being all oiled up, they ought to be even more ticklish (Positions himself between JUSTIN’s barefeet and quickly dances all his fingers over both feet from heel to toe and occasionally over and around to the tops.) Yeah, just feel how easily my fingers can move now.
JUSTIN: (Between screaming bursts of hysterical laughter) Nohoho FAIR!… You said no more tickling!… you bastard!… this is insane… I can’t breathe any more… come on, please, gimme a break… too fuckin’ ticklish… it’s a nightmare!
JADEN: No it isn’t; it’s fun! (Scratching at the balls of both feet)
JUSTIN: Fun for YOU, maybe! (Laughing)
JADEN: Then let’s see if we can make it more fun for you. I told you this massage oil is yummy, so now I think I’ll prove it. (Begins licking JUSTIN’s right sole.)
JUSTIN: (Still between laughs)… oh please… no… no more… this is torture…
JADEN: (Finishes licking his way up JUSTIN’s sole) Then let’s see if you’ll like this any better. (Begins flicking JUSTIN’s toes with his tongue.)
JUSTIN: (Laughing louder)… ohono… not my toes… tickles so much… (Begins mixing in moans with his giggles as JADEN positions his mouth by JUSTIN’s toes and begins licking.)]

Andrew realized that he had not used any of his great arsenal of tickle tools, as Jaden would certainly have done. Randy’s feet felt so extraordinary to him that he couldn’t bear to contact the delectable barefeet with anything but his hands or his mouth to make the closest possible contact.

[(JUSTIN continues laughing as JADEN’s tongue works each toe, in between and then on to the next, with little assisting nibbles from his teeth. As JADEN licks back and forth, JUSTIN stops protesting in between his bouts of laughter, which become calmer. Soon JUSTIN is making little whimpers of appreciation. Then JADEN decides that such delicious toes need to be sucked, and he crams as many as he can into his mouth and goes to town. JUSTIN’s giggles and moans of pleasure become quite intermingled. Soon JADEN is so entranced by JUSTIN’s delectable toes as they wiggle and wriggle in his mouth that his own moans of contentment can hardly be distinguished from JUSTIN’s. Eventually they disengage for a brief moment.
JADEN: So, is tickling really such torture after all?
JUSTIN: Yes! It IS torture!
JADEN: But not a completely horrible torture, I hope?
JUSTIN: I guess not. I mean, it’s unbearable, but parts of being tickled are kind of nice.
JADEN: Kind of nice? Is that all?
JUSTIN: Well, maybe a bit more than kind of nice.
JADEN: Don’t sell yourself short, Blondie. I think you love being tickled.
JUSTIN: Love it - ha! I think *you* love tickling me.
JADEN: You mean you don’t love this? (Flicking each of the tops of JUSTIN’s toes quickly with a fingernail, then using his tongue to swirl roughly in between from the other side)]

Randy’s toes went into full orgasm mode, dancing into Andrew’s mouth and face, as Justin and Jaden, who had long had only a tenuous foothold in the scene, finally both completely disappeared from the young actors’ minds, each becoming totally engaged in the moment and with the other.

[RANDY: MMMhmmhmmhmm… ohhhhh… d-don’t stop…
ANDREW: Let me make sure I heard right. You didn’t just say, “Don’t! Stop!” as two separate sentences, you said, “Don’t stop!” meaning, “Tickle me more!” Am I right?
RANDY: Maybe.
ANDREW: Maybe? That’s not good enough, boy. I don’t wanna hear Maybe. I haven’t been tickling you all this time and using my yummy massage oil on your barefeet for Maybe. Now I want you to tell me that you fuckin’ *love* being tickled, that it’s the biggest turn-on for you, and that I’ve turned you into an absolute Tickle Fanatic. (ANDREW nibbles along RANDY’s arch while scratching at the spots just below a couple of his toes that make RANDY feel twice as hard as he was before.)
RANDY: (In between bursts of laughter) OhoKAYhayhay!… I ADMIT it!… I’m ticklish as hell and I LOVE IT!!!… Being tickled turns me on more than anything!… You’re the best tickler ever!… I’m a TOTAL TICKLE FREAK!!!
ANDREW: (Stops nibbling but keeps scratching) Not bad, but I didn’t say I made you a tickle *freak*; I said I made you a Tickle Fanatic. (Resumes nibbling)
RANDY: (still laughing) Tickle Freak, Tickle Fanatic, whatever!… I’m BOTH!…
Just, whatever you do, KEEP TICKLING ME!!!
ANDREW: You’ve just earned yourself another reward. (ANDREW repositions himself, oils his own right foot, then runs it up RANDY’s left leg.)
RANDY: Ohhhh… that’s amazing… WHAAAAAAAhahaha?!?!? (Feeling ANDREW’s foot reach his groin, toes pressing under his balls)
ANDREW: Time to give myself a reward, too. (Continues pressing his oiled foot and toes into RANDY’s groin while uncuffing RANDY’s feet one after the other, then sitting holding RANDY’s right foot up to his mouth and face to lick/sniff/suck and pulling RANDY’s left foot into his own groin, pressing his huge hard-on fully along RANDY’s oiled foot. Soon both RANDY and ANDREW are both giggling and moaning from all the simultaneous stimulation, the heightened sensitivity of each and their mutual arousal.)]

The camera crew gave Randy the signal that they needed to climax in the next few minutes. The signal went as unnoticed as it was unnecessary.

[RANDY: (Feeling ANDREW’s foot move up against his rigid but quivering dick and then press it against his belly with toes, as strong and nimble as fingers, that began stroking the object of their attention, easily maintaining a practiced grip through all the lubrication) Omygod, I’m gonna come…
ANDREW: (Indistinctly, with RANDY’s right foot still in his face) Me too, mate.
RANDY: Can we jack each other to finish?
ANDREW: Sure. (Uncuffs RANDY’s right hand and sits, using his left hand for support, with his feet pressed into RANDY’s sides as RANDY bends his legs in to press his feet into ANDREW’s butt. Each grabs the other’s cock and begins pumping, both cannons aimed in parallel at the welcoming field of Randy’s sweat-slicked torso, their pre-orgasmic growls intensifying until, in perfect unison, two pearly ropes shot out through the air and hit Randy in the face. Another pair of spurts followed the first, and in rapid succession more and still more until RANDY and ANDREW each felt he’d shot at least a week’s worth and the camera crew thought the scene would easily have won a special Crystal Dick Award for Best Climax of the Decade.]

Afterwards, Randy was admonished slightly. “I know we said you were being a bit too conservative with the jizz ball, but I think you went way too far in the opposite direction. Who would ever believe that only two people would shoot that much? You saw the footage; it looked as if you’d been through an orgy with at least half a dozen top porn stars. It’s great you’re more enthusiastic now, but tone it down enough to make it believable.”

Randy didn’t mention that he hadn’t used the jizz ball at all.

**********

The raven-haired young man turned to his new, redheaded husband as the footage finished playing and said, “You know, they kind of had a point. Who would ever believe all that came from two people?”

“I told you, my uncle was there. He swears that’s exactly the way it happened.”

“Then I believe him. Your uncle’s never lied to us. I’m just surprised they never used this in the show. It would have been a great story line.”

“I know; it would’ve, especially as they only had a tiny peek at bondage and then had to go and repeat the whole artificial insemination routine.”

“So why didn’t they use it; did your uncle tell you?”

“He thought they were going to redirect the whole season to write in a serious romance for Justin, maybe even the one for which he would leave Brian and stay gone. But the heads of the show said it was impossible. They had lots of meetings about it. It turned out the footage with Randy and the Australian dude was just way too hot. If they showed it, none of the scenes with any of the straight leads could have compared. And the whole show was dedicated to making Hal look good, or at least as realistic as possible. Oh, they tried. They shot half a dozen scenes with them, but each one was as hot as all the others. Then they thought about taking out the tickling, but Randy insisted, saying he wouldn’t do any sex scenes with anyone else unless he got a tickling storyline. It was stalemate until Andrew had to go back to Australia. Randy almost quit, but Uncle persuaded him to stay. They used to have a few private laughs from time to time.”

“Well, that explains a lot. I wonder what would have happened if I’d known about all this when I worked with Randy. Whenever we did that scene where we were both barefoot, I was so worried he’d notice it gave me a boner, and then, idiot, I turned him down when he asked if I wanted to rehearse with him privately!”

“He wasn’t single then, was he? It could have been an innocent invitation.”

“Gee, thanks a lot.” (Mock pout.) “I wonder what happened to Andrew after he went back to Australia.”

“I don’t think he kept on acting. He concentrated on art, taking his fetish drawings and the focus of them into more traditional formats, and that was the right decision. He’s pretty famous - under a different name. Didn’t you recognize the style? That painting in the bedroom you like so much; that’s one of his.”

“I couldn’t really tell. I’m glad he painted that. I remember the first time I saw that picture, because just that afternoon I‘d had the thought for the first time that it would be a really good idea for us to get married.”

“No wonder all our friends say you’re the romantic one. By the way, that’s not all. My uncle didn’t just save the footage. He saved these, too.” The redhead held up the original cuffs Andrew had used.

“Whoa! Think they still work?”

“I’ll tell you what; if you can do that sexy Australian accent, let’s find out.”

“You got it, mate.”

“And judging from that bulge you kept rubbing while we were watching this, I don’t think we’ll have any problem shooting as much as they did.”

“That’s pretty good coming from someone who keeps walking around pointing to whatever you want without having to use your hands.”

“When you keep talking like that, my boner has a will of its own. Damn, the way you do that accent is making me feel way fuckin’ ticklish.”

So, in a little while, they matched the onscreen result - and all without a jizz ball.