I HATED it as kid, totally terrified of being tickled because of my evil aunts. It's really weird, but almost none of the females in my family on my mother's side are ticklish at all, and all of the men are horribly ticklish, like me. My aunt's used to tickle torture my uncle Herby, he was defenseless, a single finger would render him totally incapable of fighting back. He was the big brother, so he eventually moved out, and my aunts had nobody else to torture. Aunt Liz was the worst, she used to pinch me, taunt me, but one day she decided to tickle me, and it was all over for me, I would never be safe again in my grandparents' home. At least I was only over there occassionally, but when my parents split, my mother, sister and I moved in, life was never the same for me after!
My mother had a full-time job, she worked mostly at night, and so did my other aunts, and evil aunt Liz was in charge of me and my sister. Aunt Liz's best friend, Shelly, was my first crush, she lived a few houses away and was over almost every night. My other aunts used to tickle me a little, but they were somewhat merciful. Liz was the devil as far as I was concerned, she loved watching me suffer, and always tickled me at the most embarrasing times.
One of Liz's duties as our babysitter was to make sure that I took a bath before bed. Liz would wait for Shelly to come over, then make me get in the bath tub. I knew what was coming, but Liz always said that if I didn't do what she said she would tie me up in my sleep and tickle me for an hour. So, I get in the tub and Liz inevitably came in and brought my clothes in the living room. Now to get them back, I had to walk in wearing a towel, which is embarrassing enough for a boy, but she would tickle the crap out of me while I desperately clung to my towel, praying I wouldn't drop it in front of Shelly and any other of Liz's friends who may have been over.
So why didn't I tell my mother and get Liz in trouble? Liz told me she took naked pictures of me when I was sleeping and would give them to Shelly I told my mom, yes, Liz was the devil. Later I found out when I got older and could fight back that Liz is also horribly ticklish, and the reason she was so ruthless to me was because my mother pretty much tickle torture her every chance she got as a kid.
I always wished Shelly would have tickled me, but she never did.