>>67951
The session was about ten years ago — I found him through Fet and approached him. From a vanilla sex and relationship standpoint I’m straight, but the water gets a bit muddied when it comes to tickling… as if the fetish (for me at least) transcends conventional sexual orientation. I’m primarily a ler and I prefer to tickle women, but occasionally I crave being tickled and I find the experience is more intense (and therefore enjoyable) when it’s a dude tickling me.
He was renting this weird detached bungalow-type apartment in the rear-courtyard of an apartment in the Lower East Side of Manhattan for the summer. I was hoping for more restrictive bondage to struggle against (my hands were free and I wanted my toes tied as well) so I wasn’t feeling as ticklish as I would have liked. TBH I hammed it up a bit (of my own volition, he didn’t ask me to) but not by much. The sensations were ticklish, but not torturous which I was hoping for.
I think he tickled me for about thirty minutes, and as he was untying (untaping lol) my feet he reached over and gave my ribs a quick tickle, which sent a bolt of electricity to my dick. We only discussed clothed foot tickling, but I think he noticed I was instantly aroused and asked if I wanted him to tickle my upper body, which I eagerly assented to. Without him asking, I stripped down fully nude and we moved to the his bed (which was like two feet away, the bungalow was a studio). I didn’t want my face (masked or otherwise) on camera so the following wasn’t filmed.
He used under-the-bed straps which aren’t the greatest (I’m a rope-and-cuffs man) but they did the job. My upper body is much more ticklish than my feet, and my armpits especially so. Being tickled there was more of the experience I was interested in, as the sensations were more much intense and unbearable. I was rock hard the entire time, and he gently asked if I wanted to cum, which I did.
He used two hitachis which weren’t every effective, but as I wasn’t interested in a handjob they were the only option. It took awhile but I eventually I came; I remember it wasn’t a particularly good orgasm, but wasn’t bad either.
I was exhausted from the tickling and the orgasm and was feeling fuzzy and relaxed, and seeing this he turned down the lights and I dozed for about a half hour or so. While I was sleeping he sucked on my toes (he didn’t ask but I didn’t refuse) and that’s actually the part of the session I enjoyed the most — dozing in and out of sleep in his darkened little apartment, with him gently licking and worshipping my feet.
I emerged energized and in a really good mood. I think he paid me like $100 or something which I was cool with, I would have done it for free.
My tickled-by-a-male-ler moods are few and far between, and even though I wasn’t interested in further sessions with him (for the time being at least) he aggressively messaged me and propositioned me further for at least six months, which I ignored entirely.
I’m 37, and have been finding people on the internet for tickle-sessions for about 15 years now but that’s the only time I was ever a “model”. Good memories!