Date: Thu, 9 Jan 2003 14:34:00 -0800
From: Unkl Tklr <unkltklr@msn.com>
Subject: History (celebrity, incest, masturbation, b/d, tickling)

"Malcolm in the Middle"

Episode: "History" (sequel to "Reunion" 11/17/02)

A week after their return from Hal's Dad's birthday celebration, they
received an unexpected call from him.  He wanted to thank them for
"livening" up a rather stale reunion, even if the 4 boys caused complete
chaos.  He asked to speak with Malcolm.

"Malcolm, my boy, I was really impressed with your interest and ability in
history.  Since I am not getting any younger, I have decided to give you a
few items from my Civil War collection.  I will even let you come here to
pick them out.  Why not ask your Dad to bring you and your brothers back
down here next weekend.  We can have a guys weekend.  It will give you all
a chance to have the pool and facilities to yourselves.  That way we can
all get to spend some "quality" time together."

Malcolm passed the phone to Dewey, and begged his Dad to let them return
the next weekend.  Meanwhile Dewey was again trying to "charm" his
grandfather.  Hal decided that he shouldn't discourage any overture from
his father to try to make a connection with him or his family.  So it was
decided.  Lois would have the weekend all to herself at home, while Hal and
the boys went on a road trip to visit Grandpa.  She was glad for a break
from the usual chaos of a house full of men.  They decided to leave on
Friday night right after Hal got off work and drive straight through that
night.

Finally Friday came.  Lois had packed the car ahead of time and organized
everything.  They would return sometime on Sunday, so they didn't need
much.  She even included some fresh-baked treats for the guys.  Hal and the
4 boys were in high spirits as they headed down the highway.  There was
just a small nagging doubt in the back of Hal's mind.  Would his father
really try to make a connection this time?

When they arrived, it was nearly 11 pm.  Hal's Dad greeted them warmly and
showed them to there rooms.  He put Hal in his old childhood room, and he
split the 4 boys between 2 other guest rooms in the large house.  Since
they all were pretty tired, he gave them the option of going to bed now or
staying up and watching videos and playing games.

Hal said he thought he better turn in after the long drive. He took off his
pants, socks and shoes and got into bed.  He was just dozing off when he
heard a knock on the door.  It was his dad, and he asked if he could come
in and talk.  Hal was surprised by this, but encouraged at the same time.
He sat on the bed and told Hal how glad he was to have them back for a
visit.  He said that he hoped it would be like old times.  With that, he
pounced on Hal's legs, drew back the covers and began to tickle his feet
furiously.  Hal was so ticklish that he was reduced to a laughing state in
no time.  He was so disarmed that he couldn't even fight back.  Then his
Dad pounced on his torso and tickled him for several minutes.

Finally, he hopped off and said, "Get lots of sleep, you will need to be
rested up for all our adventures for this weekend!"

Hal was still giggling as he dozed off.  He fell into a deep sleep, and he
dreamed about all the times he had been tickled by his father when he was
growing up, and how few times he had gotten revenge.

The next morning Hal was awakened by a funny sensation on his feet.  His
father had pulled back the covers and was tickling his feet.  Hal laughed
and pulled back his feet.

"So what do you have planned for today, Dad?" he asked.

"Well, I suppose we should start by letting Malcolm choose from my Civil
War collection."

After a large, delicious breakfast all 6 of them went into the Civil War
room.  Malcolm and his brothers were investigating all the artifacts and
discussing which 2 Malcolm should choose.

Dewey found a wooden apparatus in the corner out of the way.

 "Grandpa, what is this thing for?" he asked.

Hal's father replied, "Well that really isn't part of this collection.  It
is from the Revolutionary War era, and I really don't have a good place to
display it, since I specialize mostly in Civil War items.  Those are
stocks, do you know how they work?"

All the boys were now interested in the stocks.  "Hal, come here and we
will show the boys how these work."

"Dad, I am not sure I know how they work."

"Just sit on this bench and put your ankles in each of these indentations.
Now let me bring down this cross bar.  Now put your wrists in these
indentations, and I will bring down the second cross bar.  Good.  Are you
comfortable?"

Francis then asked, "So what was the point of putting somebody in thing
like this?"

"Well, it was used primarily for punishment, but stocks have been used in
history for interrogation and torture, too."  At this point, Hal started to
become apprehensive, and he asked to be let out.

Grandpa proceeded, "Let me show you one possible use."

 With that he removed Hal's slippers exposing his soft, smooth, big bare
feet.  He began tickling each sole furiously.  Hal was reduced to a
giggling mass in no time.  The boys thought this was hilarious.

"See, a victim could be controlled and persuaded very easily once you find
out his weakness.  Here, boys, why don't you help me?"

 He then proceeded to give Dewey and Reese some quills.  The boys went to
work on their dad's toes and soles.  Grandpa then went around behind Hal
and began to snake his hands up under his shirt.  Hal was in hysterics and
begging in no time.

Malcolm and Francis were still exploring the room while the tickle torture
continued.  It seemed to put a smile on everybody's face.  Finally they let
up on Hal and released him from the stocks.

"I think this might be a nice gift for you, Malcolm.  You boys could use
them on your father and other victims whenever you need to persuade or find
out some information.

What do you think, Hal?"

"Well, it is Malcolm's decision, but I vote against the stocks, for sure!"

Malcolm and the brothers discussed it and decided that the stocks and some
ancient ledgers would be the best things to take home with them.  Their
father just sighed, and hoped the boys would forget to use the stocks once
they got them home!

Now, they all changed into swim suits and went out to the pool.  As they
rough-housed in the pool Grandpa took every opportunity to tickle Hal and
his sons.  The boys even began taking advantage of their dad's
hyper-ticklishness, and they tickled him every chance they got.  Hal was
beginning to wonder if this visit was going to haunt him in the future: the
boys had never known about his ticklishness before, and they had never
tried this form of torture on him.


Hal also came to another conclusion: he had discovered just how ticklish
his father was on his last visit to see him.  It was time for payback!  He
just had to figure out some

way to trick his father into becoming a somewhat willing victim for some
tickle torture!  This would be great fun!



Part 2:

That afternoon, while his father was somewhere else on the grounds, Hal had
a talk with his sons: "It isn't very fair that my father keeps
tickle-torturing me, do you think?  How would you like it if you were in my
position?"

The boys laughed and agreed that maybe their dad had been picked-on a bit
so far this weekend.

 Hal proceeded, "Grandpa is very ticklish, too.  Why don't you guys help me
ambush him and give him a dose of his own medicine?"

The boys were reluctant since Hal's father was older, bigger and such a
master of tickle-torture!  What if he were to turn the tables on any of
them?  Hal told them that he would protect them from his father.  They were
a bit doubtful about how their hyper-ticklish dad could protect them from
his father's wild and probing fingers!


After dinner they all went into the den to watch a video.  After their long
and active day, everybody was tired.  Hal's dad fell asleep in his
"lazyboy" chair.  Hal saw his opportunity.  He got up, went to his dad's
workbench area in the basement and found some rope.  When he returned, he
whispered to his sons to keep quiet and watch the video.  He carefully tied
his father's ankles to footrest on his chair.  Then he wrapped rope around
his body securing him to the back of the chair.  His exhausted father
didn't move a bit.  Then he told the boys to pause the video.  He went to
the foot of the chair and began to remove his father's socks.  His father
began to stir, and Hal remarked,

"Hey, Dad, I believe it is time for you to have a dose of your own
medicine."

 He began tickling his father's soft, smooth and very sensitive size 13
feet.  His dad was giggling, and then laughing hysterically in no time.  He
asked the boys to join in.  They each tried to find a new a different tool
for tickling their grandfather's feet.  They used q-tips, keys, feathers, a
letter opener, various pens, a scalp massager, and an assortment of
brushes.

Finally they had exhausted all their ideas, and Hal suggested they resume
the video.

"Aren't you going to let me up now, Hal" his father breathlessly asked.

"No, Dad, I think we need you to stay under control for a while longer."

Hal sat down by his father's feet and continued to lightly tickle them for
the rest of the movie.  His father kept giggling, and Hal kept telling him
to be quiet and enjoy the film.  When the film ended, Hal released his
father and they all headed for bed.  It looked like maybe giving his father
a dose of his own medicine had finally worked.

 His father said, "Goodnight, fellas; it has been quite an exhausting day.
See you in the morning!"

Hal and his sons discussed the fact that his father seemed to be cured of
his tickle-torturing.  They watched some more late-night TV, and then they
headed to bed.



Part 3

Hal fell again into a deep sound sleep.  So sound, in fact, that he never
heard his father enter his bedroom in the middle of the night.  He was
awakened when he felt tugging on his left foot.  When he tried to move he
realized that he was gagged and that both of his wrists were spread and
tied securely to the headboard.  His right ankle was already spread and
tied to one of the foot posts, and his father was wrestling his left ankle
into a restraint tied to the other post.  NOW he knew that he was in BIG
trouble.  This payback would be worse than anything so far, and he would
have no way to escape!

"So, it looks like my son needs to be brought down a peg or 2, eh?  You
thought you could give your old man a dose of his own medicine and that I
would just let you get away with it?!  Well, now you are going to have a
very long hard session with "Mr. Tickles!"  I just hope you survive this
one!  Don't worry, your laughter won't disturb your sleeping sons.  That is
why I provided you with this gag!  Now where should I start?

Maybe I should have "Mr. Tickles" count your ribs.  Then we can try some of
those same tools and techniques you tried on my feet a few hours ago."

 Hal trembled in anticipation.  His dad straddled his waist and began to
tickle him furiously over his entire torso and up under his t-shirt and
into his now defenseless armpits.  He couldn't escape or cover any part of
himself.  He went crazy with muffled laughter.  The sensations would drive
him insane.

  After 10 minutes of torso-tickling, his father joyfully proclaimed, "And,
now for the most ticklish spot on me and you: the feet!"

Hal moaned and waited with fear for the tickling that would push him over
the edge.  His father began softly and slowly and then picked up speed and
pressure all over Hal's sensitive soles and toes. He took an indelible
marker and wrote vertically on Hal's right sole "TICKLE" and on his left
sole "THESE!"  Hal thought he would crawl right out of his skin.

 After 15 minutes of tickling, his father said, "I think you have learned
your lesson, but I will leave you tied up like this for the rest of the
night.  I want to make sure you don't try anymore retaliation."

Hal tried to calm himself down and go back to sleep after his father left
the room.  Finally he fell asleep and dreamed about being a tickle victim
in many different scenarios.  He had slept so long and deeply after the
latest torture, that he was still asleep after everybody in the house was
up.  At breakfast, the boys asked their grandfather how come there father
wasn't up yet.

"Oh he had a long hard night, and I believe he is tied-up with other things
on his mind this morning.  Why don't you guys get on your bathing suits and
we can all go for a swim."

Just then there was a knock at the back door.  It was Hal's sexually
ambiguous brother-in-law, Tom.  He noticed the strange car in the driveway
when he drove by.  He immediately saw that Hal was missing from the
breakfast gathering.  Hal's father told Tom that Hal was still upstairs
asleep.  Tom suggested that he go check in on him.  They would join them
later at the pool.  Meanwhile Hal's dad and the boys got changed and went
to the pool.

Part 4

Tom knocked on the bedroom door, but there was no response.  He slowly
opened the door and was pleasantly surprised to find his favorite
brother-in-law stretched out and tied spread eagle to the bed and gagged.
He clapped his hands in glee and admiringly examined his victim.  He went
to the foot of the bed and saw the words on Hal's soles.  He began to
lightly tickle each foot.  As he picked up the pace and the pressure Hal
began to wake up.

"My, what a ticklish situation you have gotten yourself into, Hal.  Well,
your dad and the boys are busy at the pool, so we can spend some "quality"
time now."

Tom proceeded to climb up on the bed and to straddle Hal's waist.  He began
to move his hands up under Hal's t-shirt.  He lightly stroked all over
Hal's chest, ribs and into his armpits.  Hal was squirming, moaning, and
giggling.  Tom noticed that Hal's nipples were getting hard, so he began to
strum them; flicking them lightly, quickly and steadily.  Hal was going mad
with these new sensations.  Tom looked behind him and noted,

"Why, Hal, you seem to be enjoying this little game.  Your boxers appear to
be tenting!"

With that, Tom turned himself around, and pulled Hal's boxers down, so that
the waistband was pressed firmly under his balls.  He began to tickle Hal's
dick, which had Hal bouncing and writhing wildly.  Hal wasn't thrilled to
have Tom the one playing with him, but it felt SO great.  Tom went into the
bathroom, found some lotion and came back and lubed up Hal's dick and began
to stroke it fiercely as he tickled his balls with his other hand.  Just as
Hal was reaching his climax, Tom backed off and went back to tickling Hal's
torso.  Then he returned to Hal's cock and again stroked him right to the
edge of orgasm and stopped.  He then went to Hal's feet and tickled them
wildly.  Then he went back to Hal's cock and finally gave him the relief he
wanted and needed.  It was the most intense orgasm Hal had ever had.  Would
he ever be satisfied with regular sex again?

Tom climbed off the bed and untied one of Hal's wrists.

"Well, I better get going now.  This will be our little secret, eh, Hal?
How would you explain how you got tied up and were presented to me like a
birthday present?  Anytime you want to play tie and tickle games again,
just give me a call!  I will let you take some time to untie yourself and
calm down!  Thanks for the fun playtime!!"

With that, Tom was gone.  Hal was able to get himself untied in about 10
minutes.  He went and took a shower to soothe his aching muscles after
being tied and stretched all night, and fighting against those bonds.  He
put on his bathing suit and joined the others at the pool.  They
immediately asked where Tom had gone.  Hal sheepishly said that Tom had to
go home now.

Hal's dad had been having a ball testing the ticklishness of each of his
grandsons.  He had wondered who had inherited the "ticklish" gene.  It was
obvious that Francis and Reese were insanely ticklish.  Dewey and Malcolm
seemed to be less so.  But now that Hal had joined them, they all dog-piled
him and began tickling him while they wrestled around in the pool.  Hal
noticed that his skin seemed even more sensitive, since he was still
recovering from that explosive orgasm.

Finally, somebody noticed the time, and they all realized it was time to
bring this weekend visit to a close.  After changing, eating some lunch
they loaded up the van and prepared to leave.  The boys put the stocks into
the back of the van.  Hal shuddered to think how those might be used in the
future!


After they left, Hal's father sat downstairs reading the paper, smiling to
himself, and thinking how great it was that he had trained his grandsons to
carry on the family tradition of being master-ticklers!  Hal would probably
never forgive him!  Being the historical artifacts collector he was, he
suddenly remembered that medieval rack he had somewhere in the attic.  He
would have to get that out for Hal's next visit!


The television show "Malcolm in the Middle" and its characters are a
trademark of and copyright by Twentieth Century Fox Television,
Regency Entertainment, and Monarchy Enterprises.


Happy Tickling,

Unkl Tklr
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