Ticklish? - Part Two by spiceylife
Ennis stood up, still chuckling at the ‘raspberry’ sound echoing around the bedroom. “Up ya get now, Jack. Let’s go get us some breakfast. I could eat a horse.”
Jack was miffed, though, stood up on the bed and flew off it like a wrassler, landing on Ennis’s back and crash tackling him to the floor. As they fell Jack used his extra weight to flip Ennis onto his back and pin him down, laying heavily on top of him with an unmistakable glint of mischief in his eye. He grabbed Ennis’s wrists again and with one strong hand, pulled them up over his head at full stretch. He torturously walked the fingers of his free hand slowly down Ennis’s side.
“DON’T, Jack! Cut it OUT!” Ennis yelled, flinching before Jack had even done anything, and giving Jack a serious angry look. Jack laughed at Ennis all irritated. He dug his fingers under Ennis’s ribs and watched as Ennis collapsed, weak with laughter. Jack kept it up, showing no mercy, going for the collarbone, the armpits and then horsebites all down the legs, paying particular attention to knees and calves. Then he sat there a moment, drinking in the sound of Ennis del Mar’s laughter, so uninhibited and loud. Jack wondered if he’d ever heard such a beautiful sound before in his life.
When Ennis finally calmed down and could breathe again, Jack easily flipped him over onto his lap, naked groins pressing together. Jack spanked that ass a dozen times, not too hard but enough to get his point across. Ennis roared and yelled and protested, wriggling around trying to escape. Jack stopped, aroused by all the wriggling. He rested his palm on the slightly reddened flesh. Ennis stopped, all the fight gone out of him. He lay still, breathing heavily.
Jack wagged a stern finger in Ennis’s face and spoke to him in a cross voice: “Now don’t ya go makin’ me punish ya like that again, ya hear me?” He ran his palm over Ennis’s warm bottom again, grinned cheekily, and leaned in to whisper saucily in Ennis’s ear. “Well, ’less ya really want me to…”