Jake was so excited for this day. It was finally here. He turned 18 a few months ago and now he'd be able to participate in the "Family Tradition". It took place in a secluded place in the woods at his grandparent's cabin. He was only told two things about it. He needed to shave all the hair "down there" and he'd be blindfolded to hide the location.
They finally got there, and he was ushed inside. It was Thanksgiving and so, they had a feast first. Each one telling what they were grateful for. Everyone kept teasing him about what to expect for today now that he'd be part of this long-standing tradition. They were an average family. Jake never considered anyone particularly attractive, except maybe a distant cousin or maybe if truth be told his aunt on his mom's side. Maybe because she had big boobs and wore lowcut tops and often not a bra.
After everything was cleaned up and the younger children were taken away and only the adult's remained Jake was taken down to the basement. He was told to remove his clothes and to lay down on a table. He felt himself being secured to the table after he did as he was told. It was dark in the room and for a while nothing happened. Then he started to hear laughter coming from one side of the room. Then more and more laughter. The laughter surrounded him. It was only male laughter at first then he started to hear female laughter, but it was a different kind of laughter. Like the females were laughing at the males not with them.
Suddenly, a blindfold was placed over Jake's eyes, and he heard his mother's voice in his ear.
"Are you ready, Jake?" she asked.
"Ready for wha-" Jaked started to ask, then felt his feet being tickled and he burst out laughing.
"Welcome to the family tradition!" his sister said, poking him in the ribs.
"Welcome Jake!" other female members of his family said as they poked, prodded and tickled his naked, vulnerable body.
Jake was too busy laughing to respond. But he was pretty pissed off too. Why did he have to be naked? And why did he have to shave? Was it still dark? Could his female family members see his naked body? All this buildup for a fucking tickle session? That's what all the secrecy was about?
'Fuck this'! Jake thought. They can keep this tradition. I'll bow out next year.
Then something happened to change his mind. He felt himself get hard. Then he felt what he guessed was a feather on his cock and balls. Different feathers. Multiple people, no family members, female family members were now tickling his cock and balls with feathers.
"Mom, can I give Jakey his first one?" he heard his sister ask.