#ler!moo

Brian had an insane amount of energy today. And it was driving Brock up the wall. He was running around, touching everything, knocking stuff over, screaming/singing way to loud for Brock's liking. He was like a three year old who ate all his Halloween candy in one go.

"Brian, you need to chill out." Brock said sternly, obviously irritated at the five thousandth poke to his shoulder.

"Oh come on Brock, don't be a gobshite." He whined flopping onto the couch.

"God, how are you 30?" Brock groaned out.

"I feel like you're parent." Brian throws his upper body into Brock's lap to get his attention.

"It's cause you don’t know how to lighten up and have fun." He teased crossing his arms. Brock suddenly lit up as he got an idea.

"You wanna have fun Brian, fine, let's Have fun." He applies pressure to Brian's arms to pin them to his chest.

"What the fuck Brock?! Let me go!" He yelps confused.

"I have a three year old daughter Brian, so imma tire you out the same way I do her."

"You gonna bore me to sleep with your puns?" Brock sighs and rolls his eyes at Brian's attempt at getting under his skin. Brock eyed his best friend for a second to see where he wanted to start. Brian suddenly felt fast skilled fingers scratching at his ribs and prodding at his sides. He yelped loudly before dissolving into high-pitched giggles.

"Whahahat the fuhuhuck are yohohahAHAHA DOHOHOING?!" His giggles turning into laughter as Brock massaged slow unbearable circles on his lowest rib.

"You wanna make fun of me for spelling saxophone wrong, well how about I play you like one~?" He teased, Brock pressed randomly into Brian's ribs and blew a bunch of small raspberries around his stomach.

"NAHAHAHAAHA BROHOHOHCK STOHOHOHOP IT!" He shook his head from side to side and kicked his legs against the couch. Brock stopped momentarily to let Brian breathe. He hovered his hands over Brian, wiggling his fingers teasingly making Brian burst into anticipatory giggles and turn to hide his bright red face.

"How about... Here!" Brock said squeezing rapidly at Brian's hips with both hands causing the younger male to cackle. He didn’t push at his hands though, instead he covered his face.

"You've got some serious stamina there Brian~ I wonder... does this make it worse~?" Brock crawled his fingers in a spidering motion up and down Brian's upper body while whispering in his ear.

"Tk tk tk tk tk tk tk tk~" Brian scrunched up his shoulder and shook his head to try and rid himself of the feeling.

"Nohohohoho! I dihihidn't even knohohow my ehehars were tihihihihihicklish!" He whined flushing brighter as it travels down his neck.

"That's quite the blush there Bri~" Brian snorts loudly at the feeling of Brock's breath on his neck and ears.

"Ohohoh! There's the snort! Hey there piggy~!"

"Shuhuhut uhuhup you ahahasshole!" Brain said his entire body wanting to twist in on himself. Brock smirked evilly giggling.

"Awww whats wrong little piggy~? Does it tickle tickle tickle!" He whispered loudly into his ear at the end causing him to snort again and shake his head back and forth within his best friend's evil tickly grip.

"Youhohou're such a dihihIHIHICK HEHEHEY! STAHAHAP IHIHIT!" Brock went back to tickling his stomach and ribs swiftly switching between quick scribbles and sharp pokes to his ribs to keep him guessing and to get a squeak every once and awhile.

"Haha squeaking too now huh?~ what are ya' a pig or mouse, geez make up your mind Brian, Tickletickletickletickle" He laughed with him making sure every minute was more tickly then the next.

"Hmm this works on my kid all the time i wonder if it'll do the same" He teased blowing a raspberry into his neck

"EEE! HEHEHEY!" He tried pushing against Brock's head to get him away but that only got his hands more Trapped. 

"Uh oh"

"You're in for it now buddy" He smirked down at him scribbling against his top ribs occasionally tickling his underarms to make every minute all that more ticklish and giggly.

"NA-HAHAHAHA" Brian's blush grew as he pounded the ground with his shoes squirming around against his best friend trying to escape his tickly death grip.

"Use your wordss bud" 'That fucker' Brain thought through the unbearable sensations

"IHIHIHIHIT-" Brian stopped half way through, his pride to big to let him say that dreaded word again.

"It what? I dont understand you" Brock's smirk just continued to grow as he got into the proper tickle monster role

"IM NOHOHOT GONNA!"

"Oh come onnnn you said it before, its one simple word, see even I can say it, Tickle! Its easyyy Tickle tickle tickleee, awww are you ticklish Brian? I think you areee~"

"SHUHUHUT YOHOHOHOUR MOUTH!" Brock saw his breathing speed and slowed down the tickles to light taps so he could breathe better again.

"Say it~"

"N-noho"

"It's one word then I'll stopppp~" He flipped the other man off

"OKAYY THATS IT!" Brock tickled his loset ribs before taking in a deep breath blowing another raspberry to his stomach.

"NAHAHAHAAHA OKAHAHAY OKAHAHAY PLEAHAHAHASE I TAHAKE IT BACK! I TAKE IT BAHAHACK!"

"You know what I want to hear, say it giggles!" He blew another raspberry shaking his head around to make it tickle more

"NEHEHEHEVER YOU PRICK!"

"Suit yourself~" He giggled and blew a raspberry into the left side of his ribs

"WOAHAHAHAH NAHAHAHAHA"

"Hmmm" The man thought outloud flipping him over to blow a raspberry into the right side

"NAHAHAHAHA OKAHAHAY OKAHAHAY IHIHIHIHIT TIHIHICKLES IM TICKLISH GO AWAHAHAY!!!" 'The right side is more ticklish then the left on him, I'll keep that in mind'

"Thank you~" He set him free as he flopped down curling in on himself to protect the ghost tickles that still surrounded his body.

"Yeheah you're welcome fucker-" He passed out asleep as Brock giggled and lifted him up carrying him to sleep someplace more comfortable.

"Nerd"