Big Time Rush Tickled

"Sweet" said an excited Carlos. "Just try not to burn the place down" added the manager. He left the boys alone after that. James made the first splash by doing a huge cannonball in the pool. Carlos wasn't far behind. Kendall and Logan decided to join them. After about 30 minutes of swimming, the boys dried off and each picked out a beach chair to tan on. From left to right it was: Logan, Kendall, Carlos, the James, all lined up right beside each other. The boys did find it odd that there was somebody working the food stand since the whole place was deserted. Logan went to get everyone a drink. "Can I get 4 cokes please?" asked the brunette singer. "Sure" the man said with an almost creepy smile. Logan thought the man was strange but tried not to show it in his expression. The worker turned around and filled their glasses, adding a special something for later.
Logan returned with the drinks. "Heads up, don't visit the food stand, the dude in there is a creeper". "He kinda seems like it from over here" added Kendall. "He can make a good drink though" said Carlos. "It's coke" joked James. "Whatever it's good" responded the tannest of the bunch, Carlos. The guys enjoyed a day of swimming and finished off their drinks. Suddenly the boys fell limp in their chairs, the extra something had worked.
　
About 3 hours later Kendall began to stir. He felt tugging on his right leg and looked down to see someone finishing tying his ankle to the side of the chair. "Hey! Leave me alone!" shouted Kendall, trying to jerk his foot away. His shouting woke up the other 3. "What's going on?" asked a dazed James. The boys looked around to realize they were also tied to the chairs, with their arms stretched over their heads, attached to the back, and their ankles bound at the end. The group of guys struggled to loosen their bonds but were unsuccessful. "Let us go you freak!" demanded Logan. Just as the man lifted up his head, the braniac of the bunch recognized him, it was the man from the food stand.
　
"What are you doing dude?!?" exclaimed a surprised James. "I'm just having some fun with my favorite boy band, Big Time Rush" explained the man. You could tell, this all seemed alright to him. "Are you crazy?!" asked Kendall, pissed by now. "Crazy for BTR" smiled the man. The boys were kinda creeped out at this point, I mean they had come across some wild fans before but none of them had went this far.
　
"So what now, are you gonna leave us here or what?" asked Carlos. "Oh no Carlos, I have a big evening planned for us" he explained. The guys had no idea what the man planned to do to them but they all were afraid to find out. The fan walked down to Logan and took a spot at his bound feet, sitting between them on the chair. "Tell me Logan, are you ticklish?". It was like a chain reaction how it hit the guys one by one, as they realized what was about to happen to them.
　
Logan began jerking and thrashing, desperately trying to escape his fate. The man grabbed one of his feet and started stroking it, ever so gently but just enough to cause a reaction. Logan started wiggling in his chair, feeling every touch of the man's fingers on his sole. "SSTOPP!" demanded the singer. The man disregarded the demand and continued to exploit the foot. He switched feet and began attacking the other helpless sole. The fan wiggling his fingers between the toes of the star, making Logan buck and scream. "AHHAHHAHAHAHAH NOOOOO MOORRREEE NOOTTT MYYY TTOOEESSS!!!" shouted the brainy guy. "But they are just so ticklish" said the fan, taunting Logan. He wanted to explore the boy's top half so he re - positioned himself above the singer's arms. He wiggled his fingers in the air to tease the brunette before he dove into the wide open pits.
His fingers dug into the underarms with a lot of energy. They moved unbelievably fast, and made sure not to leave any skin untouched. Logan bucked and jerked as much as the chair would allow him to. He had never been tickled this much in his life. Kendall, James, and Carlos had gang tickled him before, scarring him for life. The man worked his way down his body, exploring the ribs and sides of Logan. His body was moderately tan, making him look a bit more toned than he actually was, but it just added to his great look. The man's 10 fingers felt like a million. They wiggled and jabbed along his sides almost aggressively. "AHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAAH NOOOO MOORRREEEEEEE PPPLLLEAAASSEEEEE!!" begged the singer. To Logan's surprise, he stopped. "Alright, so Logan, who should I tickle next?". Logan didn't want any of his friends to be tickle tortured, so he didn't respond. "If I don't move on to someone else, I’ll have to stay here and play with you some more" added the fan. Logan didn't know what to say until he remembered that gang tickle session and who led the attack; James. "Tickle James" answered Logan finally. "What!" shouted the tallest of the band members. "You heard him" said the man as he made his way to James.
　
"Now James, are you as ticklish as Logan down there?". "I'm..uh..not ticklish" answered James. "Well I guess we're going to find out". The man started off by straddling him. He started poking the singer's pecks, making him jump and squirm around. James tried to escape the tickling fingers, but the man followed him every way he moved. The crazed fan jabbed his abs and grabbed his sides and flanks, sending him jolting in the chair. "AHHHHHHH STOOOPPPP" shouted James. The man loved every second of this, torturing Big Time Rush with tickling was a dream come true for him. He continued to torture his upper body, and brought his vicious fingers up to the big armpits. He dove into them whole heartedly. His fingers wiggled and dug into the meat of the underarms with great force. They were strong but not painful, finding the exact medium between the two.
　
He then started tracing the singer's nipples. This caused James to grin against his will, as another member of the group arose. The man realized the presence of it and decided to move down to the feet. His feet were huge, a size 13. Not only were they big, they were tan, smooth, and soft, a perfect combination. He began to torture the nice feet with his nails. The fan scraped all over the balls and heels of them, accidently running across the arch, making him squeal. The man took notice, attacking the arches full force, making him jump and buck like never before. He had also had his fair share of tickling from the guys but he was usually the one doing the tickling, so he was finding out how that must have been for the other guys.
　
The crazy tickler took pride in his tickling, using different techniques and trying to get the full affect from the torture. This was no different. He pried James' clenching toes back and scratched the undersides of his toes with a new found focus. "AAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA PPPPPLLLEAAASSSEEEE SSTOOPPPP TTTICCCKKLLIINNNG MMEEEE" screamed the brunette. The man wasn't quite finished with him yet. He pulled out one of James' combs he had swiped from his room and began raking it along the long feet nonstop. James went berserk, practically breaking the lounge chair. He screamed and bucked and jerked like a mad man. The man thought it was time to go to his next victim.
　
He moved over to Carlos. "Please man, don't do this, I’ll do anything, just don't tickle me!" begged the singer, anticipating the terrible tickling he was going to receive. Carlos somehow ended up about 75% of the time being the one tickled by all the guys, probably because he was the most ticklish and the most fun to torture. The man didn't listen to his pleas and began squeezing his knees. "AHAHHH" shouted Carlos. "This is gonna be good" smiled the fan. He went to the upper body and started digging into his stomach, making him buck and jump around worse than James and Logan had. He really was the most ticklish. The wack fan kept it up by squeezing his sides quickly, moving his hands all over them rapidly.
　
His hands were like lightning, jumping around at a really fast pace. This kept Carlos thrashing for a solid 10 minutes. The tan armpits of his were just asking to be tickled, and he didn't wanna not check them out. He dug into the pits like he was looking to find something in them. Carlos could barely breathe at this point. His underarms were very sensitive and the man was exploiting that for all it was worth. The fan kept it up for a few minutes until he realized he almost forgot about those cute little feet of his.
　
He sat down in front of them, on the ground, facing the pink soles. They looked like heaven, basically perfect. The man's fingers explored the silk like soles, enjoying the feeling of them under his fingers as much as he was enjoying the tickling. "AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAH NOOOOOO MOORREEEEEE NOOOTTTT MYYY FEEEETTTTT" shouted Carlos, hoping the man would sympathize with him. That did not happen, not even a little. The wild fan indulged in the laughter and tickling he was inducing, taking him on a sort of a personal high. He wanted to see what Carlos was made of so he grabbed one foot and wiggled his fingers between the toes, making the singer laugh even louder, if that was possible.

He had never been tickled between his toes before and it was electric to say the least. The singer was being tortured beyond measure and he was about to give out just when the tickling suddenly stopped. During the tickle attacks, the other members of BTR couldn't do anything but watch and feel horrible for the one who was currently going through the torture. The man made his way to the final member, Kendall.
　
As he got to the blonde, the other guys were almost curious to know if he was even ticklish. The whole group knew that James, Carlos, and Logan were, but now that they thought about it, they had never seen Kendall tickled. Somehow he always avoided being the ticklee during the gang ticklings. I guess now they would find out.
　
"Don't touch me you freak!" shouted the blonde singer. The man ignored his demands and proceeded with his tickle attack. He started off at his armpits, playfully tracing the underarms. That only annoyed Kendall. The fan decided it was time to go all out. He started poking and jabbing the pits with all his energy, getting a fantastic reaction from the singer. "AHAHAHAHAHAHAAHHAHAAHA STOOPP DDUUDEEEE!!" he shouted. He thrashed and jerked as hard as he could but it was no use. The man loved Kendall's laugh, it was boyish yet manly. He continued on to reach his sides, exploring every inch of the vulnerable skin. The fingers dug into them deviously with a passion, really making Kendall howl. It was beginning to get the best of him. The man kept up the side tickling with one hand and started jabbing his stomach, as he straddled his waist.
　
Kendall was in hysterics, jumping all over the place, desperately wanting to escape the evil fingers. He was not letting that happen. The man prodded the blonde's ribs and pecs, getting an equally good response. "AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHHA SSTOOOPPPPP ITTTTTTT!!!!" screamed Kendall. He despised tickling, other than when he was the one doing it. He had never been tied up and tickled, and it was complete torture. Being immobile and at the mercy of this lunatic, drove the blonde crazy.
　
The man enjoyed tickling his tender pits, ribs, and stomach, but he really wanted to try out his feet. The man walked toward the end of the chair, where the helpless feet lay. Kendall immediately went into panic mode. His feet were off the charts ticklish. Only one person ever tickled his feet and it was his sister when she wanted something from him. He didn't wanna give away his ultimate weakness but he had to try and stop the unbearable tickling. "Please don't tickle my feet, I’ll pay you, give you an autograph, I’ll do anything, I’m begging you". Kendall's begging only fueled the fan's drive to torture them.
　
He dove right in and took a seat between the feet. He started scribbling his nails all over the oober sensitive flesh, sending Kendall reeling. His nails seemed to destroy all self-control the blonde had, unleashing a new level of laughter that was ridiculous. Kendall was going crazy, jerking and thrashing all over the chair. The man kept it up and took out James' comb and raked it up and down the length of his soles multiple times, devastating Kendall. "AHAHHAHAHAHAAHAHAHA STOOPPPPPPPPPPP PLLLLEAASSEEE NOOOO MOOREEEE TTIICCKKLILLNNGGGGG GGEETTT AAAWWAAYYY FFRRROOMMM MYYYYY FEEETTTTT!!!!" screamed the ultra-ticklish star.
　
The crazed fan was having the time of his life, reducing the leader of Big Time Rush to ticklish tears and making him laugh his ass off. He switched methods and pulled out a pipe cleaner. Kendall's eyes grew wide with fear at the sight of it. He could only imagine the amount of damage it would do. He didn't have to wait long. The man began pulling it through the long, oober sensitive toes of the beautiful feet. Kendall was on the brink of insanity by now, laughing like a mental patient. The man weaved the pipe cleaner through the toes of one foot and raked the comb along the other. He alternated between the comb and the rapid action fingers that were unbearable to the blonde.
　
He kept up the feet torture for another 10 minutes until Kendall went limp form exhaustion. The other boys looked at each other with a surprised look, not believing how ticklish Kendall was. The man let the guys go after getting some pictures of them tied down. The boys wanted nothing more than to kick his ass but they were drained. They went up to their room and slept the rest of the day and all night. When they woke up the next day they made the decision to not tell anyone about that day, it was too embarrassing. They tried to forget that day, well everything but how ticklish Kendall was, which they used quite frequently after that.