Thursday, November 21, 2019

Leather Daddy

This may or may not be a one-time situation for your Rubber Daddy....becoming a Leather Daddy for the weekend! I am blessed to know so many wonderful leathermen, and over the past ten years in Vancouver, they have accepted and loved their Rubber Canuck as much as any other leather man in the tribe....despite attending all Vancouver Men in Leather events in rubber!

This weekend is the VML organization's 15th anniversary celebration. Mr. P and I are attending, and I'm excited now that I've borrowed this sexy ensemble from Daddy BeefnfurTx!

What do you think of me donning and trying out this alternative skin?

Thursday, November 7, 2019

Rubber Bondage Session

I love this man! I always enjoy any time I can get with Sem Folego....he is a very mature young man, who loves to dominate and control....he is a breath of fresh air to me, and I feel so grateful that he feels I'm worthy enough to dominate - because I will let him dominate me anywhere, anytime!

Last night he liked my suggestion of getting into full head-to-toe rubber, and once we discussed our upcoming session, he wanted my cock and ass exposed, so the gimp suit was the obvious choice of what to wear. I donned the suit, socks, he put the bondage gloves on me, then the hood and put the rubber muzzle on nice and tight. Next came on the ankle and wrist restraints. He had be comfortably place myself on the fuck bench, then proceeded to use chain to lash me to the frame of the bench. But that's not all -- he used the 25cm x 4m latex strips I had made a few years ago to fix my forearms, thighs and calves to the bench as well, and a final strip roll to fix my torso to the top pad of the bench. I was definitely fixed into place!!!

A few weeks ago was the first time that Sem Folego fisted me, and he really enjoyed it. I was the fortunate recipient of an ass annihilation last night from his beautiful cock and fists, and a few pre-selected toys. I was in this position for almost 2 hours (not bad for a week night!). I found out once he released me that he had cum 2-3 times during those 2 hours (he couldn't remember exactly how many times!?), and as I hadn't got off yet, he ploughed me with a dildo while I jerked myself off.

What a hot session! What a hot man! I'm so lucky!

Friday, November 1, 2019

Shiny Perfection

I think I'm going to put this on my fridge.....this is a perfect visual....

...and here's the other side!

Thursday, October 31, 2019

Mystical Meteorologist

Jordan Witzel, weather guy for GlobalTV Calgary, is known for his hijinks (check out his reaction to Leslie Horton's artichoke dip or his Stampede Daisy Dukes or his interpretation of swinging).

Beside the fact I have had a bit of a crush on him for awhile, he does take the white spandex on mass media reality of his situation in stride.

Oh yeah, and if you have a chance to check out other GlobalTV personalities, one of the best is Vancouver's own Kristi Gordon and her paralyzing fear of bugs....monsters....and pretty much everything else. I'm not sure who hires these people in Western Canada, but they're freaking entertaining!

Tuesday, October 29, 2019

Hot Rubber Fisting Team-Tag

Thursday, October 24, 2019

Unitard to Die For

Vinicius Lima looks amazing!

Tuesday, October 22, 2019

Cologne Rubber Men 2020 Schedule

Mr West Coast Rubber 2019

I wish the best of luck to my title brother, Greg Brown, current Mr. West Coast Rubber 2019 as he begins his journey to competing in Mister International Rubber 23 in November. He is a great guy, and it would be amazing to bring the international title to the West Coast!
I won't be able to attend Chicago MIR23 as you know, however, I am seriously thinking of going to the next Mr. West Coast Rubber contest in March 2020, taking place in San Francisco. Looking forward to seeing Greg and so many other friends again!

I Want Muscles

Roberto Bolle 24/7

There should be a Roberto Bolle 24/7 channel. I could just watch him ALL DAY LONG.

Dog Conversion

A la James Newland!

Shiny Creature Returns

My old friend from the south is back at his exemplary captures of the rubber lifestyle WOOF

Orange Crush

I recall posting this on my Twitter but not here, so for posterity and cross-linking, here it is. Man these balloons are fucking fun!

Monday, October 21, 2019

Weekend Summary

I've been slowly getting my rubber mojo back over the past few weeks. Last week I had the opportunity to visit an old rubber buddy from Toronto who was in town for work for one day and managed to find himself in the Prime Minister Suite of the Fairmont Pacific Rim hotel for the evening.
A palatial living room overlooking Burrard Inlet
I brought some rubber and toys over, after a glass of wine and a joint, we rubbered up and had some fun. In the meantime I got to tour around this massive 2500sf (or at least it seemed that big!) suite. It was by far the poshest hotel room I've ever been in! :)

After the sleepsack session....
This past weekend was a lot of fun for me. Sexy SemFolego and I played in rubber on Friday; I got fully rubbered up, got put in the sleepsack with electro on my cock and ball and in my ass. He sat on the rim chair above my rubbered head and I went to town for a couple hours. I think I've exposed SemFolego to something else he can hone his evil tendencies on....electrostim! He seemed to especially enjoy things when I was convulsing in he wants to have manual control over it. I am not sure if this is such a good idea or not! Haha

We ended the session with him jerking me off in the sleepsack while he cum showered over top of me. So hot!

Saturday was the October Vancouver Rubbermen Meet + Play. As you know, I have taken a bit of a back seat on the organizing front, so I kind of went as a participant/spectator this day which was nice. We had lots of fun and there was a really good turnout.

Mook and his new guy came over on Saturday evening; the four of us spent the night fucking each other in the sling and on the bench, it was a very very nice hot time.

Sunday morning, Ivyhole and I helped N33dfulthings move from his place in Burnaby to his new place downtown. I'm glad he's going to be a neighbor, I hope to see a lot more of him as a result. After a nap in the afternoon, Ivyhole came over after helping N33dfulthings set some things up, and we spent the remainder of the evening blowing each other's holes open. Perhaps it was a International Fisting Day precursor LOL

Today October 21 is International Fisting Day! Go out there and show your hole love to the ones you care about most.

Next weekend, Halloween!

MIR 23: Underground and Weekend Summary

MIR23 is almost upon us. I'm gutted I won't be able to make it once again due to finances (like, I really wanted to live out some rubber sewer pig fantasies this year!), however plans are already in motion to make it for MIR24, spend some time in Chicago beyond the rubber event, and promote the shit out of Rubbout 30 which will be taking place in April 2021. I have been missing from this event for wayyy too long, and I really want to reconnect with the tribe. Best of luck to this year's contestants (go Greg Brown, go!) and I hope you all have a fantastic time!

Thursday, October 17, 2019

Wednesday, October 9, 2019

Aren't You Glad You're A Fetishist?

To reiterate to all the lonely young, confused boys out there who can't define who they are; the ones that know they're 'different' but can't figure out what it is that makes them different; or the ones that think the things that turn them on are so sick and depraved that they are something that they must keep hidden or repressed, just be sure that you're different, but your differences also make you extra-special, and in some ways, a cut above the rest! Take advantage of the world we live in now, where there is information on all of the things that turn you on - fetishism can be healthy and positively influence many other aspects of your life, including enhancing your vanilla sex! :D

People Assume All Kinds of Wrong Stuff About Fetishists
Their sex lives aren't weird or sad.
By Justin Lehmiller, PhD
Oct 9 2017, 11:32am Vice

People who have sexual fetishes are turned on by the erotic use of inanimate, non-sexual objects. Most commonly, that means things like boots, shoes, or stockings, though people can develop fetishes for pretty much anything you can think of. If you've ever heard of Rule 34 of the Internet ("if it exists, there is porn for it"), well, this is why.

Once thought to be rare, psychologists now know that sexual fetishes are fairly common. For example, a recent study published in the Journal of Sex Research involving more than 1,000 Canadian adults found that nearly half (44.5 percent) expressed the desire to engage in fetishistic behavior, while just over one-quarter (26.3 percent) had actually done it at some point in the past.

Given how common fetish fantasies and behaviors are, sex scientists have begun to devote more attention to them, and this research is starting to challenge some of the most widely held assumptions about their nature.

For example, it has long been thought that, for people with fetishes, their sexual arousal hinges on the presence of a certain object during sexual activity. In other words, fetishists may find it hard to become—or stay—aroused and to enjoy sex unless their desired object is present.

However, a new set of studies published earlier this year in the International Journal of Sexual Health reveals that most fetishists say they still enjoy sex, even without their fetish object. Though they find fetish activities to be more sexually satisfying than non-fetish sex, they still think non-fetish sex is pretty damn good.

In other words, rather than thinking about fetishes as fixations in which a certain object becomes essential for sexual arousal and pleasure, fetishes should instead be thought of as preferences for specific objects that enhance sex. To be fair, there are some people who do become fixated on their fetish objects; however, they appear to be the exception rather than the rule.

Another common assumption about fetishes is that they largely involve solitary sexual activities, such as masturbating while looking at, sniffing, or touching one's desired object. In other words, fetishes have long been thought to center around the interaction between one person and their desired object, with other people not really being necessary to the equation.

However, new research published in the journal Psychology and Sexuality challenges this stereotype as well. In two studies of self-identified fetishists recruited online, researchers found that a majority of them said they had engaged in partnered fetish activities and, further, that most of them preferred to engage in such activities with a partner as opposed to doing it alone.

Fetishists appear to have pretty specific preferences for who their partner is, too. People with fetishes don't seek generic partners; instead, these folks seem to have pretty strong ideas about who they want to practice their desired activities with.

For example, just over 1 in 5 fetishists said their preferred partner is someone they are currently in a romantic relationship with, usually their wife or girlfriend, considering that most fetishists are men. In addition, most of them specified that their fetish partner must be of a certain gender, and many specified a certain age and/or level of attractiveness. The importance of having a partner with specific characteristics is highlighted in this quote from one of the participants: "The object and the wearer are NOT entirely disconnected: I mean that household gloves, worn by an ugly woman or girl will have no effect on me. So it's not just the glove by itself that is attractive to me, the wearer is equally important."

In other words, fetishistic desires can't necessarily be fulfilled by just anyone. There has to be just the right connection between the fetish object and one's sex partner.

It's also worth noting that, in both of the studies presented in the new Psychology & Sexuality paper, a majority of participants were currently in relationships, and most said that they had engaged in fetish activities with a committed partner before. This challenges yet another stereotype about fetishists: that their sexual desires make them incapable of establishing and/or maintaining romantic relationships.

Together, what all of these findings tell us is that much of what we think we know about fetishes is wrong. Having a fetish doesn't necessarily mean that you have an exclusive attraction to a specific object that prevents you from enjoying partnered activities and non-fetish sex or that makes relationships impossible. In fact, there seems to be an inherently interpersonal component to most fetishes and, most people who have them seem to enjoy a wide range of sexual activities. Bottom line: fetishists have more dynamic sex and love lives than most of us give them credit for.

Justin Lehmiller is the Director of the social psychology program at Ball State University, a faculty affiliate of The Kinsey Institute, and author of the blog Sex and Psychology. Follow him on Twitter @JustinLehmiller.

Friday, October 4, 2019

Is This Me?

11 Signs Your Personality Is So Intense That It’s Intimidating To Others

A lot of things about us could be making it harder for people to relate to us or remain close. It could be the energy around you, it could also be a peculiar personality trait that rubs people the wrong way.

You might not actually have a bad personality, but it can be so intense that other people often feel the need to give you a wide berth.

That doesn’t necessarily mean you should change who you are. People like you are actually a very rare gem. You just need to understand that people will often misunderstand you.

For instance, some people just want a simple life, and they are willing to settle. However, the fact that you are intense makes them feel like you have no place for them in their world.

So, if connecting with other people seems to be an issue, it could be a sign that your personality is too intense and people find you intimidating.

Here are 11 things that prove that your personality might be intimidating to others.

1. You Are Not Very Patient With People Who Want To Waste Your Time.
You value relationships and companionships. But you also have other things you can spend your time on. So, if someone is just wasting your time, you will leave and make better use of your time.

2. You’re Far Too Open-Minded.
People are close-minded with the belief that they are just principled and morally upright. But you seem to embrace and explore new ideas as they come along. You will obviously not always agree with them, and you are not afraid to let them know about it either.

3. You Solve Problems, Rather Than Back Down.
When things get hard, you don’t feel sorry for the hand you have been dealt, you face the difficulty head-on. You work until things improve because you are a fighter.

4. You Like Habits.
You like schedules and consistency, and you create a life on solid predictability. Surprises are less than amusing for you. 

5. You Do Things With Gusto.
You believe that you only live once, and therefore, you make an effort to live life to the fullest. Many people don’t do things in the same manner, and they will therefore not get why you do it. But take heart, there will be people who understand your passion, and you can hold on to them.

6. You’re Brutally Honest.
You place great value in honesty and don’t shy away from difficult conversations because you want the truth to get out. But not everyone is ready to handle the truth.

7. You Know What You Want.
You begin with an end in mind, and you make no compromises along the way. Goals have a top priority in your life. But you have to be careful here, a singular focus on the end might make you miss the beauty along the way.

8. You’re Inquisitive.
People think you are interrogating them, but you are trying to build a deeper and more meaningful connection. They fail to understand that you are not gathering intelligence on them so that you can use it against them later, you just want to know more about them.

9. Intimacy Does Not Scare You.
Many people confess they need intimacy in their lives, and then, when it comes, they back off. But that’s not who you are – deep connections with other people do not scare you at all.

10. You Can See People’s BS.
You can tell a lie from a mile off, and you know when someone is messing around with you. You hate lies with a passion, and you will not stay around when someone begins lying to you.

11. You Think Shallow Relationships Are A Waste Of Your Time.
Casual flings and one-night-stands hold no appeal for you. You want deep and meaningful connections. Anything less is just a waste of your time.

Thursday, October 3, 2019

Fucked Up Close and Personal

Locked and Loaded Two

Why not some rubber chastity and chains??

Locked and Loaded

Just some random exposed man ass rubber shots...

Thursday, September 19, 2019

Sign of the Apocalypse

LMAO now I've seen it all! Double Scorpio's Autumnal Bottom collection presents:
Pumpkin Spice Latte poppers!

Wednesday, September 18, 2019

Cheeky Grocery Shopping

Other than the Whole Foods in the Center At Halsted in Chicago, I don't recall ever having been in a grocery store in rubber! Who's thinking about food when you're rubbered up? LOL

Something I wouldn't mind trying sometime, perhaps Mook, SemFolego and I should try it out sometime.

Tuesday, September 17, 2019

Aggravation and Depression

I have been in a pretty bad funk for the past few months. Many things are swirling around in my world that are a) hard to make sense of; and b) really testing my appreciation of humanity.

1) First of all is the responsibilities on my shoulders. For almost five years now, I have been devoting an day every month to sharing my rubber bondage toys and gear with basically anyone who would show up. I've set up many smaller events, and devoted hundreds of hours a year to pulling off some pretty kick-ass kink parties. 

Admittedly, I'm not an expert at effective community growth. I usually just put my head down, refuse to accept any help, and bust out an event out of sheer energy expenditure (while all the time never being able to say no), but hell, I have been doing it by myself for so long, it seemed like the best path of least resistance to share my rubber passion and hopefully find some other true pervs in the meantime. One of the main reasons I do this is to get laid!

It has been a long, hard, exhausting slog. I've been beating the drum for well over a decade and a half now (the Rubbout years, yes, are included in that, as is the PTSD), and I don't feel that I'm getting the commitment and growth that I figured would have developed by now. Rubbout is kind of an anomaly as it's not purely and entirely rubber focused, and also a once-a-year event. The Vancouver Rubbermen is something that I wanted to incubate on my a rubberman, for rubbermen, with presence and availability year-round. 

The rubbermen have not showed up. Sure there are lots of guys interested/curious, but the true rubber perverts that I crave to make connections with have not appeared. I know for a fact there are some pretty involved rubbermen in the region, but for one reason or another, they have decided not to support a community or special unique event going on in their back yard. There have been lots of organizers and producers involved that do a very, very good job, but they aren't passionate about rubber and they have been only minimally supportive of the rubber events over the past few years.

That's fine; I have sloughed off all of these frustrations for years, but they have come to a head this summer. 

As you know, I usually take the summer off to work on and enjoy Mr. P and my 'summer home' at the gay campground east of the city. I found this summer to be exceptionally busy and I spent a lot of time hosting and entertaining as this was our joy that we wanted to share with our friends, now that most of the large projects and DIY stuff has been completed. This ended up being a bit of an issue - I was overextending myself and have since discovered this summer that we had too many guests, and next year this will not re-occur. I really didn't have as free and enjoyable a summer there as I wanted, because I was always hosting, cooking, cleaning up after people, etc. etc., so this was pretty regrettable for me.....though I had lots of happy satisfied guests over the past five months.

Mr. P and I have decided that our guest list will be radically shorter next year, and we only truly want to enjoy it with our closest friends and not just acquaintances that we want to fuck(!). With Mr. P not working since he lost his leg to cancer five years ago, the money equation has been very stressful for me too; the decent income I make leaves nothing disposable because I am carrying the entire household. More and more chips away at this every year to now we're at the point that we fall a little further behind each month - it has been causing a lot of friction between Mr. P and I, and I am committed to getting him back to work this fall. I haven't been able to take any trips, do anything for myself, or set time aside for myself for years. I'm fucking tired of it. These are issues that we are working on, and partly the reason why I'm deciding to allocate more time for my own development and helping Mr. P re-enter the workforce.

For these reasons, I was really looking forward to eschewing the rubber meets this summer and also the reason why I started asking the guys that show up to the meets to start coughing up some money, particularly after my vac-cube blew up at one of the Meet + Plays. I have been giving my money, my time and my materials into this endeavour and frankly was getting a little tired of it. It was only through the miracle of having a few very special men in my life - Mook, SemFolego, Satyr, and a few others - that I had the feeling that the rubber events were growing and reaching some sort of critical mass. 

We decided to host a rubber weekend at the gay campground in August. I was initially very excited about it, until it came to packing for it and coordinating camping and rides for everyone (because apparently no one knows how to manage this stuff themselves??). Hauling everything there and getting everyone there was a challenge from the start. Then the crew that had nothing to do all day Friday decided to show up late and we ended up having to help them set up tents in the fucking dark!

All weekend, I was cooking meals for eight, trying to get some rubber activities going on during the day, culminating in our grand demonstrations in the clubhouse Saturday evening. We pulled off a successful 'introduction' demo for all the campers who had never seen this type of stuff before. That's all fine and good and we got a lot of kudos, but this was originally supposed to be for rubbermen. I don't really care about entertaining the cotton people - in my experience, 0.0025% of them ever think kink or anything outside of their contemporary view of the world.

And then on Sunday, I kinda lost it. Two more meals for eight - I basically shut down and didn't want to interact with anyone anymore. To me, it was a terrible end to what was supposed to be an exciting weekend.

This led me to think about the bigger picture....WHY THE FUCK AM I DOING THIS!?! Why am I spending all this time putting guys into rubber bondage, paying for repairs, washing rubber, storing rubber, running kilos of gear in and out of storage lockers numerous times a month, spending hours getting rude sponsors to donate gear to Rubbout's raffle draw, wrangling a team to run a demo pit, constantly picking up after people, and inevitably lending my shit out only to have it break, get stolen or lost?

I am at my wits end. I cancelled the September VRM Meet + Play until another guy volunteered to host it - he means well, but he is one of these guys that has lost my stuff, is disorganized, and has a knack to not think out the consequences of his actions very well. I am a little worried about him hosting the event this weekend, though I'm at the point now that if I'm not planning to continue the rubber meets, why do I care?

I've also cancelled the Vancouver Rubbermen 5th Anniversary get-together on October 4th. Firstly, because I've only had ten responses, secondly, because the pup group have one of their fucking ten monthly events that night so had to inform me that they were there first, so we had to find another place to go. FUCK. IT.

I am having to miss MIR again this year due to my financial situation, which pisses me off to no end, and I'm seriously considering stepping away from Rubbout entirely next year, possibly even for the 30th anniversary year. I don't really care anymore.

A friend lost some of my rubber at Pride - it got stolen. I've lost many pieces of gear this year that were being worn by others at the point of breakdown. My gear is getting all worn out due to over use and age, and to top it all off, I lent out my sling for the Pride Backdoor play party (to the same guy that is hosting this weekend's rubber event) and it came back to me with a busted storage bag, and as of yesterday, when Mook and I assembled the sling for the first time since I got it back - one of the bars is missing! FOR FUCK'S SAKE! WTF!?!?? I am so angry, I can't even.....

I have completely lost my passion for rubber. I have completely lost my vision for the reasons why I was doing this in the first place. Hell, I don't even have any desire to keep this blog up-to-date. I have been having some very heart-to-heart talks with Mook and SemFolego about all of this, and they are very supportive of my perspectives on what is going on. Thank god I have at least some support in my life. They want me to get my passion for rubber and zest for perversion back. I honestly just want to retreat back to basics - rekindle my love for rubber with the ones closest to me in the comfort of my own environment. 

I don't want to become bitter, but I haven't found Vancouver's gay kink scene to be very supportive of Rubbout or the rubber's like they don't even realize the gift they have with this unique and exciting scene right in their own community. Well, they are going to lose it. I'm pretty much done. If everyone can be selfish and unsupportive, and no one gives a shit, I'm about to do the same for my own mental health. 

I am tired tired TIRED of busting my ass repeatedly for a group of people (I will not call a 'community') that love to take advantage of free shit, won't get their own stuff and just want to keep using mine, and don't give a crap about being supportive of the people that host and put this stuff on. I've been doing it my entire life, and I've reached the end....I honestly have, my entire life, been the community booster and been so generous with my time and energy to get these things kicked off. Nothing used to make me happier than seeing the looks of joy, surprise, and ecstasy on guy's faces as they were discovering the magic of rubber and kinky sex. I'm not so sure about the significance of this in my life anymore.

I was always so excited about sharing my passion with a bigger community, and right now I don't feel like it was really worth anything. All I'm left with is lost gear, repair bills, a lot of work, and really no new rubber padwans or candidates to transition the legacy to. I know many of the other producers are burned out too.....there is a very very strong possibility that Rubbout will be done after the 30th anniversary in 2021.

I have thought about other options though....Central Studios is a new queer space in Vancouver that runs under the auspices of special event licensing, much the same at Club 8x6 back in the day, which I wholly supported. I want to support CC, and I've been approached by the owner to discuss putting on special events - perhaps special events are the way to go. Vancouver isn't big enough to support a monthly rubber event, perhaps, but maybe it would support a hard-core gay rubber play party every three or six months? Perhaps I've just been approaching this all wrong, or it's been in the wrong venue and held at the wrong time. I don't know for sure. I'm not sure how much energy I'm wanting to expend to figure it out, either.

2) Second is the boys. Mook is seeing another guy that we met on Labour Day long weekend. It's been really disorienting for me to have to share him with someone else; for the first time I've had to share his heart with someone else...I think. I don't think this will be a big deal in the long run, no doubt he and I have had lots of talks about this and how we feel about it, but it's been hard. I think it's also a simple matter of getting to know the 'other guy' better too. He is very nice and very sexy and I think we'll get along swimmingly, however I don't know much about him and my protective instincts are raising the hairs on my back in defense. Once I'm disarmed this isn't going to be a big deal. It was pretty weird though, that on Monday we were at pub trivia and 'the other guy' came along and started touching Mook under the table. I saw this and the first thing that crossed through my mind was, "do I not interact while this is going on, or....?". It was the first time since Mook has been with us that I hesitated to touch him. It was a very uncomfortable feeling and something I've never had to encounter with him. Anyways, time will tell where things go in that department. All I know is that my love for Mook runs unfailingly deep.

Then there's SemFolego - such a handsome, well-adjusted young pervert. An apple of my eye, perhaps. I wish I had met him five years ago, perhaps the way I feel about issue #1 in this diatribe would be different. Both he and I want to strengthen our bonds more; I think given my schedule and obligations that this is a challenge for both of us, however we went out last week and had a really good talk about it. He really wants me to get my passion for rubber back and I think he wants to do this journey together. I want to spend more time with him and develop stronger bonds with him, I just need to allow myself more time and availability for him.

There are others, but those are the two I really want to bond with. Mr P and I also have some work to do, and he needs some help getting the confidence to get back in the game. I feel so bad for him, but at this point we really have no other options than bringing more income into our household. If I wasn't so stressed about finances and stuff I would probably be able to do better on so many of the other things that are bringing me down these days. 

Folsom Europe 2019 Shiny Scenes


Monday, September 16, 2019

Some Nice Tight Monday Morning Viewing

Lots to look at in this one....from 1991, shame the quality is shite.