Hunted

Story Script:

ACTOR2: Alright, handsome. The passcode. Give it to me, or things are going to get very... stimulating.

ACTOR1: You'll get nothing from me. I'm trained to resist all forms of... ah! What are you doing?

ACTOR2: I noticed how you flinched when I brushed your ribs earlier. Let's see how trained you really are.

ACTOR1: No, wait—ahahaha! Oh god, stop! Not there!

ACTOR2: Such a ticklish little target. Your whole body is shaking. And look what else is shaking for me.

ACTOR1: Don't you dare touch me there—fuck! Oh, Jesus.

ACTOR2: I'll dare. I can feel how hard your dick is, straining against your pants. One passcode, and I'll make it feel so good.

ACTOR1: N-never! Hahahaha! Please, the sides are too much! I can't—oh shit!

ACTOR2: Let's get you out of these. There we go. Now, I'm just going to trail my fingers right up your inner thigh... and wrap my hand around your cock.

ACTOR1: Fuck! Your hand... it's so soft. But the tickling... I can't think!

ACTOR2: You don't need to think. Just talk. Or I'll keep going. My thumb is circling the head, so slowly... and my other hand is dancing over your hip bone.

ACTOR1: Oh god, you're edging me... and tickling me... it's too much! I'm gonna... don't let me cum!

ACTOR2: The passcode. Now. Or I'll tickle you senseless and leave you right on the edge, dripping and desperate.

ACTOR1: Okay! Okay! It's... hahaha, stop, please! It's Alpha, Tango, Seven, Niner! Just let me cum!

ACTOR2: Good boy. Now, for being so cooperative... let's finish what we started.