Filthyweasel
3rd Level Red Feather
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Hello. I've been posting for a few days now, but I feel like one of those guys who just shows up and acts like everyone's best friend just to get noticed. So I'll try to describe me as best as I can.
My name is Kevin. I arrived in this country Oct 4th 1996 when I was 17, about 3 months after finishing High School. I came from a little town called Laurencekirk, about 20 miles south of Aberdeen, Scotland. My dad's side of the family is American, my dad being stationed in Scotland when he met my mum. He was in the Navy and his job took him all over the place with my mum and brother, who is about 11 years older than me. I was born in Rota, southern Spain, and of course that was the point where the family decided to settle down and move back to the UK. Pains in the arse...I grew up hearing about all their adventures in eastern Europe and never experienced any of it. 🙁 In America, I lived in PA for a time with them, afraid to learn to drive after seeing the insane traffic even in the suburbs. I used that as an excuse for not going to college, still regret that. When I got my first computer, I made some friends online. I was a fan of the Hercules/Xena shows at the time, and the conventions were a good excuse to get together with these friends. This eventually evolved into going to the conventions as volunteer work for a charity that used them to raise money through meet and greet events with the actors. The conventions took me all over the country. We eventually branched out to take the place of the power-tripped morons they used for security - something that the fans liked, as we were actually friendly. It was a lot of fun. Hudson Leick, the woman who played Callisto (xena's blonde nutcase archenemy if you ever saw the show) got me into yoga, which I still do today. My first tickle experience was with one of her best friends actually (not very ticklish, but she had a fetish for her own feet, and would actually ask me to play with them), who became my girlfriend for a time, but she lived in New York state, and so it didn't really work out for long. I won't say any more of that, as it invades the privacy of those who don't know I'm saying this, and it also sounds like I'm bragging about hobnobbing, and I don't like doing any of that. One big thing about my personality is that insulting or hurting other people, even unintentionally, hurts me more. After 9/11 we all got together for a charity yacht cruise around Manhattan to raise money for a Brooklyn Firehouse that had lost a few of it's men. That was really the last I did with all of that, apart from the odd yoga retreat that Hudson would organize and hold at various venues around the country.
It was around then that I found the glory of chatrooms...mainly the "Fetishes 1" chatroom of Yahoo, in which I made many friends among the regulars there. One of them lived in Baton Rouge Louisiana, so we all went there for Mardi Gras parties a couple years in a row. They were mainly bdsm people with a couple duct-tape fetishists thrown in. I introduced them to tickle fetishism, and they approved. I went to live there for 6 months a year or so after, but the girl who lived there had developed medical problems so I only lasted a month. I then went to live in Delaware with a friend who had inherited a house there and needed a roommate. That lasted 9 months, until our partying and zero responsibility left me broke and crawling back home.
Now I'm still here. I live outside Philly, in a wee town off the turnpike called Harleysville, among the Menonites. I like it. I'm still trying to get back on track, but that was hampered by the tragic death of my father in September '07 from a sudden onset of severe Pancreatitis. My mother depended on him for everything, and after 2 years it's still very difficult. I'm registering for classes at the local community college for next year, and hopefully that will pave the way for better opportunities and more self-reliance for both me and my mother. We don't like having to depend on each other in case the unthinkable happens again, leaving one of us lost, so I'm working to prevent that, teaching her and teaching myself how to get back to living our own lives. It's hard, but we'll make it.
I've been hanging around the online tickle community since I first discovered it, somehow finding my way to the Solefully Yours site. The first thing I saw was the logo, with the 'y' of Solefully becoming a feather brushing against the 'y' of Yours, shaped like the silhouette of a foot, and I almost had a coronary! It was the most pivotal moment in my hormonal life and I'll never forget how jumpy my heart felt. I remember my hands shook for the entire evening. Digging further, I found artwork, showing scenarios and fantasies that photos could not capture, and instantly became a BAC fan due to the sexy pin-up style which captured the mood and essence of the fetish perfectly for me. I got into the newsgroups and saw the MTJ start as an online newsletter. I've been lurking around the TMF since it was created but never really got to know anyone, simply using the forum to help me hunt for media to fuel my fetish. But in the couple days I've been more active, I've read many posts and you guys, from all walks of life, seem not just friendly but freaking awesome! So I hope that I'm accepted, and as a large amount of you seem to be rather local, I hope one day I'll meet some of you.
I've had a tickle fetish all my life. As a kid I found it embarrassing to say the word 'tickle' or 'tickling' - I still find it hard to say out loud for some odd reason, leaving me really shy about the NEST gatherings, even though as I said I've been to a couple parties full of people of various fetishes. However it was just a bunch of us hanging out at a party...there was no 'playtime' at these things...just some fun truth or dare games, leaving me stuck in prison issue zip ties with a bunch of drunk sadists who knew what turned me on.
Anyways, as I said, I hope I'm accepted, and really really hope befriended by you guys. Finding such an active, friendly group of like-minded people is just amazing. I only regret that I never did anything about this earlier, in my 20's. Hell, when I first found all this I had to lie and click on the I'm 21, honest box to get into a tickle website. Now I'm 30. It's been that long sitting in the dark alone. Tickling Fetishism is part of who I am, and so becoming a bigger part of this unique community is one of the most important desires of my life. I never truly acknowledged that to myself until now. 🙂
I would like to say more about my likes, dislikes, etc, but this has become more of an essay than a profile and it's getting very late, or very early in the morning (4am). I appreciate your time in reading if you got this far. 🙂
My name is Kevin. I arrived in this country Oct 4th 1996 when I was 17, about 3 months after finishing High School. I came from a little town called Laurencekirk, about 20 miles south of Aberdeen, Scotland. My dad's side of the family is American, my dad being stationed in Scotland when he met my mum. He was in the Navy and his job took him all over the place with my mum and brother, who is about 11 years older than me. I was born in Rota, southern Spain, and of course that was the point where the family decided to settle down and move back to the UK. Pains in the arse...I grew up hearing about all their adventures in eastern Europe and never experienced any of it. 🙁 In America, I lived in PA for a time with them, afraid to learn to drive after seeing the insane traffic even in the suburbs. I used that as an excuse for not going to college, still regret that. When I got my first computer, I made some friends online. I was a fan of the Hercules/Xena shows at the time, and the conventions were a good excuse to get together with these friends. This eventually evolved into going to the conventions as volunteer work for a charity that used them to raise money through meet and greet events with the actors. The conventions took me all over the country. We eventually branched out to take the place of the power-tripped morons they used for security - something that the fans liked, as we were actually friendly. It was a lot of fun. Hudson Leick, the woman who played Callisto (xena's blonde nutcase archenemy if you ever saw the show) got me into yoga, which I still do today. My first tickle experience was with one of her best friends actually (not very ticklish, but she had a fetish for her own feet, and would actually ask me to play with them), who became my girlfriend for a time, but she lived in New York state, and so it didn't really work out for long. I won't say any more of that, as it invades the privacy of those who don't know I'm saying this, and it also sounds like I'm bragging about hobnobbing, and I don't like doing any of that. One big thing about my personality is that insulting or hurting other people, even unintentionally, hurts me more. After 9/11 we all got together for a charity yacht cruise around Manhattan to raise money for a Brooklyn Firehouse that had lost a few of it's men. That was really the last I did with all of that, apart from the odd yoga retreat that Hudson would organize and hold at various venues around the country.
It was around then that I found the glory of chatrooms...mainly the "Fetishes 1" chatroom of Yahoo, in which I made many friends among the regulars there. One of them lived in Baton Rouge Louisiana, so we all went there for Mardi Gras parties a couple years in a row. They were mainly bdsm people with a couple duct-tape fetishists thrown in. I introduced them to tickle fetishism, and they approved. I went to live there for 6 months a year or so after, but the girl who lived there had developed medical problems so I only lasted a month. I then went to live in Delaware with a friend who had inherited a house there and needed a roommate. That lasted 9 months, until our partying and zero responsibility left me broke and crawling back home.
Now I'm still here. I live outside Philly, in a wee town off the turnpike called Harleysville, among the Menonites. I like it. I'm still trying to get back on track, but that was hampered by the tragic death of my father in September '07 from a sudden onset of severe Pancreatitis. My mother depended on him for everything, and after 2 years it's still very difficult. I'm registering for classes at the local community college for next year, and hopefully that will pave the way for better opportunities and more self-reliance for both me and my mother. We don't like having to depend on each other in case the unthinkable happens again, leaving one of us lost, so I'm working to prevent that, teaching her and teaching myself how to get back to living our own lives. It's hard, but we'll make it.
I've been hanging around the online tickle community since I first discovered it, somehow finding my way to the Solefully Yours site. The first thing I saw was the logo, with the 'y' of Solefully becoming a feather brushing against the 'y' of Yours, shaped like the silhouette of a foot, and I almost had a coronary! It was the most pivotal moment in my hormonal life and I'll never forget how jumpy my heart felt. I remember my hands shook for the entire evening. Digging further, I found artwork, showing scenarios and fantasies that photos could not capture, and instantly became a BAC fan due to the sexy pin-up style which captured the mood and essence of the fetish perfectly for me. I got into the newsgroups and saw the MTJ start as an online newsletter. I've been lurking around the TMF since it was created but never really got to know anyone, simply using the forum to help me hunt for media to fuel my fetish. But in the couple days I've been more active, I've read many posts and you guys, from all walks of life, seem not just friendly but freaking awesome! So I hope that I'm accepted, and as a large amount of you seem to be rather local, I hope one day I'll meet some of you.
I've had a tickle fetish all my life. As a kid I found it embarrassing to say the word 'tickle' or 'tickling' - I still find it hard to say out loud for some odd reason, leaving me really shy about the NEST gatherings, even though as I said I've been to a couple parties full of people of various fetishes. However it was just a bunch of us hanging out at a party...there was no 'playtime' at these things...just some fun truth or dare games, leaving me stuck in prison issue zip ties with a bunch of drunk sadists who knew what turned me on.
Anyways, as I said, I hope I'm accepted, and really really hope befriended by you guys. Finding such an active, friendly group of like-minded people is just amazing. I only regret that I never did anything about this earlier, in my 20's. Hell, when I first found all this I had to lie and click on the I'm 21, honest box to get into a tickle website. Now I'm 30. It's been that long sitting in the dark alone. Tickling Fetishism is part of who I am, and so becoming a bigger part of this unique community is one of the most important desires of my life. I never truly acknowledged that to myself until now. 🙂
I would like to say more about my likes, dislikes, etc, but this has become more of an essay than a profile and it's getting very late, or very early in the morning (4am). I appreciate your time in reading if you got this far. 🙂