Chicken - Sex Stories

Chicken

Rai and I were at a friend’s place for the night since it was our friend’s birthday. The party was digging and somewhat chaotic but I had a blast. Something was weird though. I looked at Rai and he had that look of curiosity and eagerness in his eyes. That was when he saw me trying to figure out what he was thinking, winked at me, and brought me to a quieter room of the house. He locked the door. I began to feel a bit nervous. “What’s up, Rai? Why did you bring me over here? What devilish thoughts could you be planning out now?” “Haha bud stop it, Zeke. I was talking to Ely the freshmen girl and she taught me about a very interesting and fun game that I can’t wait to try out.” “Well then, Rai. What’s this great game of yours called? I hope it’s not another prank. You know how much I hate pranks.” “No no no it’s not a prank bud! It’s called Chicken. Ever heard of it?” “Chicken? Is that the game where you go out and do crazy shit with someone else and try to push the limits before one shits his pants and no longer goes for it?” “Haha yeah, Zeke. But there’s another version of the game. Would you wanna play it out with me?” “I don’t know, Rai. You know I don’t like surprises.” “Haha don’t worry about it, Zeke.” I agreed to try out this new version of Chicken that Rai was so eager to play. He explained the rules to me how, instead of going out and dodging cars on a busy street or something, it would be much more personal. I wasn’t sure what his intentions were but man did it ...

... arouse the curiosity in me. “All right, Zeke. So here’s the rule. It's simple. I’ll do something to you and you’ll mimic that move. Once you start feeling chicken and can’t go any further, you yell out 'Chicken!' and you lose. The loser will then receive punishment by being tickled to death.” Hearing the rule and consequence made me feel strange. Why the hell do I want to be tickled to death? As my best bud, Rai knows I’m extremely ticklish and hate being tickled. What he didn’t know was that getting tickled almost always gives me a boner, and man would that be embarrassing. “Yeah sure, Rai, I guess I could do that. You better wish for luck because I sure will not be tickled to death by the shits of you!" “Game on, Zeke!” I wasn’t sure what Rai would first do. I wasn’t sure how this game of Chicken would turn out. All of these thoughts swarmed my mind but then flew away with a nice hard squeeze on my shoulder by Rai. It was like a nice massage had happened. “Don’t worry, Zeke. By the end of the game, you’ll be glad you decided to play.” Rai began to squeeze my shoulder and I did the same. Hey, it’s not that bad , I thought to myself. Rai’s eagerness began to ooze with that shitty smirk on his face. Hell no was I gonna let him win. Rai began to place his hand on my chest. I did the same to him. Easy peasy , I thought. He began to do lightly drag his pointer finger around my chest and I easily began to laugh. It was hella ticklish and I just couldn’t. “Haha Zeke! You can call quits ...