Guy lees: Public tickling

[JenB79]

So I saw the post about tickling your spouse or s/o in public, but what about my male Lees out there? What have been your experiences with being tickled in public?

 

[Doriansenigma]

I’m not ticklish anymore, but it used to make me mad if someone tickled me in public because it felt humiliating.

 

[OrlandoMoo]

During pedicures. I have a really hard time keeping my composure and always end up giggling, squirming and yanking my feet away

 

[JenB79]

During pedicures. I have a really hard time keeping my composure and always end up giggling, squirming and yanking my feet away

That’s adorable

 

[natscott6282]

I’m not ticklish anymore, but it used to make me mad if someone tickled me in public because it felt humiliating.

humiliating cause ticklishness is a weakness?

 

[Just That Darn Ticklish]

Only ever to really embarrass me lol I had friends who knew, so from time to time they'd sneak quick tickles in. Only ever really short bursts of side pinches.

In a hypothetical sense, I've always wanted to be in one of those little Ren faire stock sets so people could just come by and tickle the snot outta me throughout the day though. No such luck yet tho lol

 

[milagros317]

At age 14, two classmates and I were playing pinball machines, the old electrical-mechanical type. I had the fingers of both hands on the flipper buttons on both sides of the machine that I was playing. The sister of one of my classmates, a young women of 15, came up behind me and dug into my lower rib cage from behind. I desperately kept my fingers on the flipper buttons, as the ball in play was the third of three. In about 20 seconds, she had me laughing so hard that I collapsed to the floor while the third ball dropped away, ending the game.

I was both embarrassed and angry, but everybody else in the pinball arcade was laughing at me as she smiled. I got no sympathy for the lost game. That was in 1964. It was the only time that I was ever tickled in public until NEST forty years later.

 

[Doriansenigma]

humiliating cause ticklishness is a weakness?

It felt humiliating because I was makeing noises and movements in front of other people that I didn’t want to make and someone was trying to have fun at my expense. It’s more of a vulnerability than a weakness. Just like I don’t neccessarily want to have an orgasm or scream in pain in front of strangers. I don’t inherently view someone’s ticklishness as a weakness. Tickling, for me is a personal thing. I’m not a person who likes certain kinds of attention drawn to myself and I won’t bore you with personal traumas, but let’s just say I have a very negative and visceral reaction to someone trying to publicly humiliate me. In an intimate encounter where I feel safe with the person, that’s a different story.

 

[torturoustickle]

I hated it growing up.
I was the evil tickler. Ruthless, and unrelenting. Evil ticklers couldn't be ticklish themselves. Lol
So I protected my secret with my life.
Very few people had any idea how ticklish I was myself. 😬

 

[WickedTouch]

So I saw the post about tickling your spouse or s/o in public, but what about my male Lees out there? What have been your experiences with being tickled in public?

I can’t think of many real substantive stories right now. I’m shy about almost nothing, but tickling is another thing entirely—especially if it’s about ME getting tickled! So I’ve tried to avoid it in public scenarios, and even in private, I have to build a sense of trust. The few I can remember with mostly vague detail are below, most of which occurred when I was much younger:

1. When I was maybe eight or nine years old, I was playing with some neighbor kids and we were all being babysat for lack of a better word by one kid’s much older sister. Another kid and I started being obnoxious in one way or another and she made an example out of me by grabbing me and pulling my arms over my head, then tickling my lower ribs really good. It tickled like crazy to the point I can almost still feel it as i write this, but worse still was that I was so embarrassed by it that I felt like my body froze solid, yet my face was burning and red. I was definitely well behaved after that!
2. I clearly remember the first time I became aware that the back of the knee is a good spot for tickling. When I was in 8th grade, I was standing in a classroom talking with a girl that I was kind of friends with, but also interested in. At one point, my other friend, in her infinite wisdom, decided it would be fun to sneak up behind me and squeeze the back of my knee several times. It tickled so bad and I squealed like a wounded animal. I would have been so angry at her had it not paralyzed me with embarrassment. It did, however, have a positive side to it, as the girl I was talking to thought it was funny and I was able to use that as an excuse to tickle her at different times.
3. I think around my first year of college, I had two female friends that liked to playfully pick on me knowing they could get away with it. I never was easily offended and was always a good sport about that kind of thing, so they felt comfortable with me in that way. One day, the three of us and several of our friends were hanging out together at someone’s house and at one point—I forget how this actually happened—one of the two girls found out I was ticklish. It was then I realized women are like wolves and when they find your weakness, they will howl it out loud so that all the others know too. I was sitting with one of them on the couch and the other came over and sat on my other side and they both proceeded to tickle me around my neck and my sides. They would occasionally tickle me at random times over the next few years, but those were usually short and sweet. This one was a little more intense, in part because it lasted a bit longer, but also because it was in front of more people and I was not expecting it at all.
4. Speaking of not expecting it at all, there is also this story about a very unexpected situation that happened at work where I did not get tickled, but it felt like there was a real threat of it and I was terrified lol.

 

[natscott6282]

I hated it growing up.
I was the evil tickler. Ruthless, and unrelenting. Evil ticklers couldn't be ticklish themselves. Lol
So I protected my secret with my life.
Very few people had any idea how ticklish I was myself. 😬

were u self conscious about ur ticklishness ?