My Tickling Manifesto

There has always been talk of gays with a lifestyle "choice". I don't believe this to be true. Why would anybody "choose" to be gay unless they wanted their own show on Bravo? I did not choose to have a tickle fetish, but I knew from when I was maybe 8 yrs old, at a time when girls were supposed to be yucky and have cooties, that I loved tickling their feet. At that age, we lived in south south Texas where girls ran around barefoot all the time. Our neighbors had a boy my age who I was friends with but they also had a younger daughter. It was amazing how many times we would find ourselves together with no one else around and it would always end up with me tickling her feet...she loved it, so I could go as long as no one else came home. But her family moved away so it wasn't until I guess 6 or 7 more years that I found another girl who was willing to be tickled...it was with this girl that I first achieved orgasm...in a public swimming pool while I was tickling her feet. Had I been standing on solid ground, I would have collapsed. Don't know about you girls, but I have to believe that a man's first orgasm is the best he'll ever have. OK, since this is a blog, I will continue later...50 yrs old and my first blog AND I'm going to see Halestorm in May...I feel younger already