Slave to tickling? Nope. More focused within this community, now that it's present in my world. More focused on the folks into this, after datin' women who liked bein' tickled to begin with.
Doesn't run my live any more than being heterosexual runs my life. I recognize that aspects of this fascination are present in my sexuality, so I'm not surprised when I *do* have a stronger interest when a woman responds well to tickling.
Recall that, unless you were of decreased libidal drive as a teen, everyone I recall from puberty's onset was over-focused on their sexual interest. If you're JUST NOW getting "in-touch" with interest, and accepting it as a truth for you, it does take a while before the response decrements to a more reasoned level.
Wait until you've played a number of times. Many at gatherings, here on the West Coast and in others, find that the more agressive fascination matures and becomes a lot more managable. Can't recall the last time I felt even remote guilt when a tickling in public caught my interest. I find I just laugh with those playing. No one notices anything unusual, 'cause it ain't unusual.
Like anything with a sexual aspect, you have to accept it for what it is, and accustom to it. Once you've done that, it ceases to tweak you. I don't sweat anyone knowing, anymore. I've friends who've "discovered" this interest of mine through former lovers (most of whom later apologized like they outted some dark secret, oddly enough). My friends don't really care. My friends generally don't want to know my sexual side, and I don't want to know much about theirs. That's something that can stay private, as far as I'm concerned, unless we share interests.
Those that know, think it's no big deal. No harm, no foul, so to speak. I've had some ask about "fair-play" aspects, and once I've explained consentual play, and the rules for such, no one seems to sweat this.
If they did, I'd be short a friend. I don't need the grief, and I've many friends.
It wanes as you accept it, like the libidal drive in "normal" interests. Recall your responses to attractive, scantily-clad folk of the opposite gender, as a youth. Does this still happen? Not likely. Wait'll your thirties. In the mean time, accept that the interest is there, and broaden your perspective. As my wise friend, Oblesklk, illustrates, there are greater things on which to focus.
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