Rubber Canuck

Rubberstud of the Week #196

2012-01-30T05:00:00.001-08:00

Angelo Marconi in Rubbellion Rubber...delightful.

After All These Years....

2012-01-27T13:03:00.002-08:00

...this is still one of the hottest pervert pics I've ever laid eyes on :p

Dressing Aid?

2012-01-27T10:19:00.001-08:00

A video of Latexguru dressing??? Say it ain't so! The guy needs some pointers on how to dress/wear latex. I'd love to give him an education session. I wonder how much money he's making off his Xtube videos? Some latex shop should sponsor him and give him properly-measured latex for his video events.
He is such a rubberman's nut buster. Damn, he's so fucking hot and adorable, he really needs someone to rubber him up better...

Black to Basics

2012-01-27T10:09:00.000-08:00

Just some nice black latex horniness!

Latex im Schloss

2012-01-27T09:28:00.001-08:00

Oh my dog...places like this actually exist? Oh, it's those enterprising Germans again!!!! I want to be the rich perverted industrialist who can build a remote out-of-the-way estate like this, and invite rubbermen from all over the world to come and visit and enjoy a weekend in the dungeons. Why do straight people get to have all the fun? This is pretty hard-core stuff, and these women seem to be enjoying themselves. You can be sure if I was running the show here, the sound system would never be playing Enya-esque music!!

Rubbout Weekend Passes now on sale

2012-01-27T09:15:00.000-08:00

Rubbout weekend passes are now on sale on the rubbout.com website via Paypal. Sales are moving briskly.

Information on à la carte Event Tickets:The à la carte prices for ticketed events on Rubbout weekend will be $10 for the Mr. S Party on Friday night (tickets available around April 5), $25 for the Slick Dance (tickets available after March 10).

All other official events are free to attend except the brunch which is for weekend pass holders only, though a la carte brunch tickets will be sold if it is not at capacity.

We are stressing sale of the weekend packages because they are a good deal and we have capacity limits for certain events such as the Mr. S Party that are only going to be guaranteed to weekend pass holders. Our capacity there will be approximately 110 - beyond weekend pass holders and volunteers any additional tickets will be sold at $10 just prior to Rubbout weekend. The total number of weekend passes available this year will be capped.

It's your choice either to ensure entry to all events by purchasing a weekend pass or take your chances when you arrive in Vancouver that there will be a la carte tickets available. Last year there were tickets still available on Saturday for the Slick Dance but it did eventually sell out. The Mr. S Rubber party is pretty much guaranteed to sell out.

Calling All Contestants

2012-01-27T09:06:00.001-08:00

Are you a true rubber freak? Does walking past a tire store make you get hard? Then you're our kind of rubber piggy and you may be the one to snag the Mr WCR title.

Seriously though, we're looking for one hot dude to continue a our new rubber tradition. Get your Contestant Form, slip on your favorite gear and give us scoop on why you should be the latex god of our dreams!

There are no official duties associated with the Mr West Coast Rubber title nor is there any compensation, either in cash or cash equivalent. However, as a chosen representative of our rubbery community, there are some things we hope Mr. West Coast Rubber will accomplish.

Mr West Coast Rubber is strongly encouraged to compete in the Mr. International Rubber contest held in Chicago.Mr. West Coast Rubber is invited to serve as a judge at the 2013 Mr. West Coast Rubber contest to be held approximately one year after the 2012 event.

We hope that Mr. West Coast Rubber will attend rubber, leather and fetish events whenever possible to promote the title and the Mr. West Coast Rubber Weekend as well as rubber/latex fetish. There is no travel fund, and any travel is done at his own expense.Mr. West Coast Rubber should always represent himself and the title in the best possible manner (ie, tons of hot, rubbery, gear play!).And of course, as the chosen rep of pervs everywhere, Mr. West Coast Rubber is expected to don fetish gear at every conceivable opportunity and to engage in (smart) sexual exploits whenever and wherever possible (and legal).Download the application here or email us - info@westcoastrubber.com - if you've got more questions.

New Toolbox Saturdays

2012-01-25T11:51:00.001-08:00

Hosted by the Vancouver Men in Leather, Toolbox Saturdays replace the old Blackout Saturdays on the last Saturday of every month. Put on your rubber or leather and join us!

Also, this Friday VML and PCAN (Pacific-Canadian Association of Nudists) are hosting a Leather or Less event at WISE Hall on Friday.

Wow, it's a great weekend not to have anything Rubbout-related to do!

Kings of the Dance

2012-01-24T10:45:00.000-08:00

Tuesday's Men in Tights.So...amazingly...athletic. These guys are mesmerizing to watch. I heart Marcelo Gomes :)

Poster Unveling Night Images

2012-01-23T20:07:00.001-08:00

Here is a series of pics from the Rubbout Poster Unveiling Night at Pumpjack Pub January 14, 2012. It was a light-hearted gong show that everyone enjoyed! The poster is now up at Pumpjack until Rubbout in April. Thanks so much to everyone that helped out; Steve, Vince, Conor, Mitch, Neall, Mark, Rob, Doug, Chris, Stephen, Shane, and Bryan!

All pictures are courtesy of Barry Piersdorff and available on the Rubbout.com website.

Fetish Week London Promos

2012-01-23T15:55:00.000-08:00

Recon's been doing a good job of putting together promotional videos of the stuff that went on at the parties last year. I'm SOLD! Especially after seeing the boys in the Rubber Party video. Woof! I definitely want to go :)

That suit mooves me

2012-01-23T15:47:00.001-08:00

Squeak Latex is at is again! Those guys know how to have fun with inflatables!

Gear Night At The Cuff

2012-01-23T15:41:00.002-08:00

Woo! Saturday night at the Cuff was a lot of fun. I had been asked by M4MKink.com to come and speak/demo about all things rubber at their monthly Gear Night at the Cuff Complex in Seattle. Toby and his friend Chris helped me set up the vac-coffin, vac-rack, sleepsack and straightjacket just before a sizeable crowd came into the club section of the bar. I didn't have anything scripted and just ran from one topic to another (sort of reasonably segued together!) and then got into the demos. Several handsome volunteers came forward to get into the gear, and not surprisingly the largest amount of curiosity was over the vac equipment. I got one of the guys into the vac-coffin first, and as he squeezed his head through the neck hole, the seam gave away on the neck ring and ran across the top of the top sheet. Merde! Well, suddenly that piece of equipment was out of commission. The guy felt really bad but I told him not to worry about it - as I had mentioned in my speech, rubber is wonderful to play in but requires a lot of maintenance and repair because of the inherent nature of the material.

Anyways, as a consolation I put him in the sleepsack. He was slightly taller than me and actually filled out the sleepsack very nicely. Three guys eventually got into the vac-rack, another in the sleepsack, and the first guy in the vac-rack also tried out the straightjacket (apparently something he was an old vet at wearing).

I got lots of feedback from staff and attendees how well it went and how well-attended the night was. I'm very glad I went! I think there's a good buzz about Rubbout down there and it was also a great opportunity to promote West Coast Rubber. Here's hoping a lot of guys from Seattle attend both.

I spent the rest of the evening visiting with my friend Jim and partying with my friend Eric. I had a lot of fun!

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Now I'm already dealing with Rubbout stuff today. For those of you wondering why the weekend package purchase link isn't available on the Rubbout website, don't fret, we'll get it up there tonight. Busy with budget and event planning meetings this week, the first big volunteer meeting next week. I can't believe Rubbout is only 11 weeks away!

Rubberstud of the Week #195

2012-01-23T05:00:00.001-08:00

FoxZatt's Back!

2012-01-20T20:43:00.000-08:00

I know Rubberedstud and Ruff have posted Foxzatt's new video, but I wanted to as well, only because he and I used to share so much conversation about rubber and I consider him a big influence on my rubber journey today. I welcome you back, sir! I hope you're back around and giving us great rubber wanking material for sometime to come. I think we generated such a strong bond because our rubber tastes were that similar! He's wearing his STR and a Kink Engineering Microbreathe hood, something I'm hoping to get from them at Rubbout time. Enjoy! Thanks Fox!

Today's View From the Sling

2012-01-20T12:16:00.000-08:00

This was actually on Wednesday, but close enough ;)

Had fun meeting with sponsors at the Taboo Naughty But Nice Sex Show last night, off to Seattle tomorrow for the rubber education/demo event at the Cuff. Here's hoping the ice is melted and the roads are cleared! :)

Last night at the Taboo Sex Show was interesting. If not only to meet and reconnect with some of Rubbout's awesome sponsors like the folks at Ware's and Wear, but also to realize how much more adventurous most gays are compared to straights. I exchanged stories with Ken, a friend of mine who works at Little Sisters, who recounted a group of women that came into their Taboo display. One of the women asked her friends, "why are there flavoured lubes?". The friend whispered in her ear, and she cried out when she heard the answer! It's sort of unbelievable, in this day and age that come people have a comfort zone SO small when it comes to sex that everything that doesn't include vaginas and missionary positions is completely foreign and exotic, and most likely scary and threatening.

I was traipsing around the convention center in my Invincible tank and Mr. S neoprene cyber pants trying to distribute some Rubbout promo cards (to a ladies' night crowd, no less). We were about to leave when I think I indirectly heard the best line of the night. As I was passing by these women, one of my friends overheard one saying to the other, "oh my god....his pants have a zipper in the back!". Now that's classic. Wish I'd heard it; the response would've been, "I can only imagine your reaction if I had been wearing my rubber pants with no back to them at all!" :)

This Week

2012-01-16T15:17:00.001-08:00

I'm relieved to say that the Rubbout poster unveiling was a success on Saturday night. We managed to get four guys rubbered up including the two models in the poster who were gracious enough to rubber up once more for the evening (thanks Bryan and Shane!). I also want to thank my military compatriot Chris for coming on stage with me and trying full rubber for the first time...and loving it! :)

Pictures (and video!) forthcoming...

Conor is the new Director of Operations for Pumpjack Pub and the evening wouldn't have gotten off the ground without him. As always I want to thank Rob and Doug for their unfaltering commitment to our objectives, and also to N and M for helping in the coatcheck! Thanks guys!

Next is Thursday and Friday night at the Taboo Sex Show at the Vancouver Convention Centre on Thursday and Friday, and Seattle next Saturday for the Cuff Fetish night. This week I have to get sponsorships firmed up and approach Deadly Couture to see if they are interested in having any involvement in the Rubbout weekend. Things are getting very exciting!

We also have five confirmed heading to Palm Springs on February 24 for West Coast Rubber weekend. It's gonna be a blast! Interestingly, the three 'generations' of Rubbout organizers are going to be present: Bill, Mitch, and myself! Plus I'm stepping down from the Mr. WCR title so there's definitely going to be a strong Vancouver presence at this year's WCR! Rubbout is going to be providing part of the title winner prize package, so I hope the winner makes Rubbout their official first event of their reign! :)

Fetish Week London

2012-01-16T14:03:00.002-08:00

A nice promotional video by Recon for Fetish Week London. Very nice looking boys!

Rubberstud of the Week #194

2012-01-16T05:00:00.001-08:00

The new Libidex model is almost too pretty...

Official Rubbout Poster Unveiling

2012-01-13T11:45:00.002-08:00

Rubbout will be unveiling the poster for Rubbout 21, RUBBOUT: INVASION this evening. The artwork creator, Stephen Sadowski, will be on hand to autograph copies of the poster that will be on sale!

While all this madness is going on....

Rubbout, The Pumpjack , & Vancouver Men in Leather Present the 2nd contest in the 'Third Ring On the Harness' series:

Best MINIMAL LEATHER Contest

10pm Sat. January 14th
Win prizes or just enjoy watching the on-stage action.
Coat Check to benefit Rubbout.
Wear rubber/uniform/leather/fetish gear for priority entrance.
The Pumpjack Pub 1167 Davie St.

Rubbout Weekend Pass Announcement

2012-01-13T11:43:00.002-08:00

Rubbout 21 is coming very quickly. With less than three months to go, we know some of you are probably anxious to get your travel plans and weekend package purchases confirmed.

Rubbout 21:Invasion weekend packages will go on sale on Monday, January 23rd via the Paypal account on the Rubbout website(http://www.rubbout.com/). The cost of the weekend package for 2012 will be $45 CAD plus Paypal service fee. There is a limited number ofpackages available this year so it is strongly encouraged that you buy your weekend pass as early as possible.

For those people who cannot purchase the weekend passes through Paypal on the Rubbout website, please email rubboutvancouver@gmail.com with the following information:
Name
Address
Contact number
Contact email

Once we receive your information we will confirm your weekend pass reservation with a return email to you. If you haven't gotten aresponse from us within a week, please contact us again and we will confirm via email or phone that you have a package reserve. For thoseusing Paypal, you will receive a Paypal receipt to the email address of your choice.

All purchased and reserved weekend passes will be distributed at the Rubbout Registration and/or Meat and Greet on Friday, April 6th.Please have your receipt and/or identification with you for package pickup on Friday.

The Rubbout weekend package will give you great value:
Exclusive entry to the private Mr. S Leather Party on Friday night
Slick: Invasion Dance Ticket
Sunday Brunch ticket
...and lots of stuff in a bag!! LOL

Also, host hotel reservations are now open using the Rubbout promotional code. Details on hotel room reservations are available onwww.rubbout.com under the 'Hotel' tab. Individual tickets for the Slick Dance will be available for sale in March at various outlets in Vancouver.

If you are looking for information on the Rubbout travel subsidy, please refer to the Facebook page before contactingrubboutvancouver@gmail.com...or refer back to the December 13, 2011 blog post.

If you are in Vancouver this weekend, we are having the Rubbout poster unveiling at Pumpjack Pub on Saturday, January 14 at 10pm, 1167 Davie Street. More info is in the blog post above this one! :)

We will be at the Taboo Naughty But Nice Sex Show at the Vancouver Convention Centre on Thursday January 19th and Friday January 20th.Come find us at the Little Sister's/Sweet Adult Boutique/Ware's And Wears booth, or wandering around in rubber!

We will be at the Cuff Bar in Seattle on Saturday January 21st doing a rubber education session/demo.

Please follow us via the website, Facebook and Twitter for all the latest updates on events, sponsors and new announcements as they come!Official sponsor list will be coming soon!

http://www.rubbout.com
rubboutvancouver@gmail.com
Rubbout event page on Facebook: Rubbout 21: Invasion(http://www.facebook.com/events/259088787470027/)
Rubbout on Twitter: @Rubbout (http://twitter.com/#!/Rubbout)

New poll

2012-01-13T11:28:00.000-08:00

Prince Albert piercings: hot or not?

In my opinion, they are a bandwagon thing worse than tattoos or mohawks, both of which I can tolerate though I would never do to myself. Actually I would do a mohawk but I don't have the hairline for it anymore. Tattoo? I would have 20 years ago, maybe, before everyone jumped on the bandwagon, but there's been nothing significant enough in my life to permanently etch on my body. At one time, I could've done a maple leaf, right? Or a bicycle chain around my ankle or bicep/tricep, right? Or an Ironman symbol on my calf, right? However, those are long overdone and long ago, therefore irrelevant.

I can appreciate those who claim it's a type of art work. Go for it. Much like I like seeing a clean male body not covered and etched with art, I like a pristine cock without a bunch of holes in it.

The one big thing I can't understand is Prince Alberts. I know lots of guys and have lots of friends who do this. I still don't understand why. Does it really enhance sex as is claimed, or at least enough to make it worth the decision to go ahead and put another hole in your penis? If you are a bottom, why in the world would you mangle your cock like this since it's obviously not about inserting it into someone else and pleasuring them? A top I can sort of understand putting in a P.A., barely. Why would you work down to a zero gauge? I guess its the same drive that makes certain bottoms put bigger and bigger things in their asses. I hate sucking P.A. cocks and I'm at the point now where I'll refuse to. They are dangerous, not that nice to look at, and must be a pain in the ass to maintain plus you have to take them out all the time, so what's the point? I think it must be some sort of perversion/edgy influential drive to do it.

Do you like them? I'd be interested to find out why. A new poll is in the right-hand column of the blog. Thanks, men! :)

3 Almost Foolproof Ways to Spot a Knockoff Site

2012-01-13T10:57:00.000-08:00

The question comes up on latex forums with alarming regularity: “Do you know xxx.com? Are they legitimate? They have very nice things.”

Usually almost at first glance, the site will set off warning bells to anybody who’s shopped for latex long enough. But to newcomers with no point of reference, the clothing may appear too good to pass up.

There are three ways in which you can generally spot a knock-off or scam site. Check out the telltale signs below, and for fun, test on sexiw.com, latexcatfish, milanoo, or any number of eBay shop sites.

1. Office Lady Uniform
Enter the words “office lady” in the search field of the site. If it shows up, you more than likely have a Chinese knock-off site.

2. Size chart
The size chart shown above is also a dead giveaway of a Chinese knock-off operation. If you see it, you're on a copycat's site.

3. Heads cut off
Some websites automatically crop thumbnails so models’ heads don’t show, but when you click through to the full-size image, the whole head should be visible. If it isn’t, the image was almost certainly borrowed or stolen and the site you've found is a knock-off seller or scammer.

Caution: there are exceptions to rule 3, where designers purposely show garments in a “look book” style without heads — such as on Kim West’s Luxury Latex site. However, with a little practice, it becomes easy to tell the difference between a look book shot and a copycat’s crop.

AUTHOR OF THIS ARTICLE Heidi Patterson is a fetish commentator and regular contributor to The Fetishistas who also has her own latex line, Essential Latex.

Unbelievable, really...

2012-01-13T10:50:00.000-08:00

Brit designers make Swedish site pull unlicensed pictures
Thursday, 12 January 2012

British latex designers have persuaded a newly launched online retailer in Sweden to take down scores of pirated images it was using to promote its business.

As the name Ms-Celebrity.com suggests, the Swedish site focuses on offering latex outfits as worn by the numerous celebrities that, until yesterday, were featured on the site. The USP evidently being that, if you’re an admirer of, say Katy Perry, here’s your chance to own a custom-made latex outfit just like she wears.

Robin Archer, owner/designer at House of Harlot, e-mailed the Gothenburg-based company on Tuesday complaining about its unlicensed use of numerous copyright images and copyright designs belonging to House of Harlot, and threatening legal action if they were not removed.

Yesterday Robin received an initial response from the website owner, Matthias Nyberg, explaining that the images in question were found by browsing Google Images and did not carry any information about the original manufacturers of the garments depicted.

Nyberg immediately offered to take down any images Archer owned the rights to, along with those of any other copyright owner who contacted him. He claimed that the images on the site were “only meant to give our customers a better idea of what is possible to create”. He also asserted that the garments he sold were not “perfect” copies and that they were, in fact “perfectly legal replicas”. He went on to state that he believed it was “practically impossible to copyright a piece of clothing”.

In a reply circulated to a number of other well-known designers and members of the fetish media, Archer went to some lengths to explain to Mr Nyberg why he was “completely mistaken” about the intellectual property rights of garment design, and outlined the changes in European law that now make it much easier for designers to legally pursue those who copy their work.

He added that he could identify the origin of nearly all the designs offered on Ms-Celebrity.com and was in the process of informing all the original designers and manufacturers, as well as various celebrities he knew whose images were also being used without licence.

Yesterday (Wednesday) other designers took up Archer’s suggestion to look at the Swedish site, and as a result, among those also soon demanding removal of images was Atsuko Kudo — who found half a dozen images of her designs there. The net result of all this British effort was that by Wednesday evening, every single latex garment image had vanished from inside the site, leaving a string of “not found” URLs between the home page and the ordering info section.

In an e-mail the same evening to everyone originally copied in by Robin, Matthias Nyberg confirmed he had removed all unlicensed images, while reiterating that any breach of copyright was unintended. He explained that he had been in the fetish scene for 20 years, knew who most of the designers were and was a big fan of their work.

He added: “It was never our intention to hurt your business in any way. Nor was it our intention to pass off any of your designs as ours. I hope that you will not try to slander us because of this incident.”If by this he means “please don’t tell anyone what we did”, we at The Fetishistas think it’s rather important that people know when and where copyright breaches are occurring, and that anyone tempted to follow a similar path understands the potential consequences under European law.

Having started out doing the wrong thing, Mr Nyberg has now done the right thing, and we commend him for that, and indeed for the speed with which he acted when he received the designers’ complaints. But we can’t help wondering: what will he do now for product pictures?

I find it hard to believe that someone that 'had been in the fetish scene for 20 years' wouldn't have some idea how copyright or the Internet works. A 'kinda looks like this' depiction of their creations doesn't scream professionalism or business savvy either. At least he took them down when he was fingered. One only hopes he isn't just shilling Chinese knockoffs because that would just make this situation twice as sad. It's must be frustrating for the fetish design houses like House of Harlot and designers like Kudo to have to spend inordinate amounts of their time protecting their artistic property from thieves that claim it as their own on the Internet, when they could be actually producing the newest, greatest latex design. And of course, this isn't just limited to latex fashion, but to the entire fashion industry...

Today's View from the Sling

2012-01-10T14:54:00.001-08:00

Recon New Year's Party

2012-01-10T10:35:00.001-08:00

If the first two weeks are any indication...

2012-01-10T10:19:00.001-08:00

...I'm going to have one hell of a sexy 2012!

It all started after the madness that was New Year's and my birthday. I organized a play party at my place on the 3rd with Tuchus, Cumpigcub and Pup Growlie with the vac-coffin, sleepsack and sling. I wanted to take the advantage of the fact Cumpigcub was visiting Tuchus for the holidays and was heading back to the States on Thursday. We haven't played as a group since Portland last spring!

Tuchus brought over his electro gear and we had a great night subverting the subs and exchanging fists in asses. Bondage, electro, breath control, fucking and fisting; it was great fun!

This weekend was the big 'official' birthday party ("Capricornucopia"). Four of us were turning 40 or 50, so we had a open party in the hospitality room of one of the guys' condo, then at 11 the entire party moved upstairs to the townhouse. It was one of the best parties I've ever been to (maybe because it was important to me?!?!). Around 2pm things got a little crazy and cocks started flying.

The guys were getting a bit randy on the main floor and there were already naked men in the hot tub, so all that was needed was a spark to ignite things. My friend D was snapping off my codpiece/asspiece cover on my pants, so I was getting exposed at regular intervals. Another friend of ours, M is 6'10" and proportionate down below. Mr. P loves nothing more than the challenge of sucking huge cock, so once that thing was unfurled, he was on it like a fat kid on a Smartie, as were about six other guys. I wanted to hit the hot tub so off I went.

I ended up in the hot tub for a great ass-eating session with four other guys while Mr. P and the rest of our crew was busy downstairs chomping on some big members. We had lots of stories to share, refresh our memories about and laugh about on Sunday, for sure! :)

I love being 40; it's getting to the point that I don't give a crap what people think of me. I'm kind of known as the rubber guy in these parts anyways, there was nothing I wanted more than to wear rubber at my birthday party, so I did!

This weekend is the official Vancouver poster unveiling of the Rubbout 21 poster. We are planning an entire entertaining performance. If you're in town this weekend, come and check it out!

The following weekend, I have been invited down to Seattle again to do an education session on rubber and the rubber community. This ended up being a lot of fun last year, plus it's a great opportunity to promote Rubbout and Mr. West Coast Rubber, so I'm going!

Rubberstud of the Week #193

2012-01-09T05:00:00.002-08:00

Must...have...this...

2012-01-05T11:32:00.002-08:00

If there's any inspiration to commission another custom-designed catsuit, this is it. Anyone know who the designer or owner of this suit is? I gotta thank Ruff for pointing this one out. The black and black transparent put together in this suit in this style is to die for.

...the owner ain't too shabby either ;)Jeff, are you paying attention? LOL ;)

Do Not Adjust Your Refresh Rate

2012-01-04T12:08:00.001-08:00

Another from spleensticker. Warning: this one triggers convulsions! The latex designs are nice though. The bronze suit looks like face-entry.

Sly Hands

2012-01-04T11:50:00.002-08:00

I want to give a shout out to Sly Hands, who was sashed Mr. International Rubber 2012 in Chicago in November. He is an amazing guy, very sexy, very affable, and very funny! If you get a chance, check out his site at SlyHands.com.

Rubberstud of the Week #192

2012-01-02T05:00:00.002-08:00

Happy New Year!

2011-12-31T18:00:00.000-08:00

Rubberstud(s) of the Week #191

2011-12-26T05:00:00.003-08:00

The boys from Rubaddiction. Amazing

Merry Christmas

2011-12-25T15:10:00.001-08:00

Ho Ho Hos

2011-12-25T03:00:00.000-08:00

A Holiday Gift for All Of Us

2011-12-23T17:08:00.001-08:00

SCTV Sexy Holiday Special

2011-12-23T14:46:00.001-08:00

OMG, was this from, around 1980? I remember SCTV so well, this era was the pinnacle of Canadian comedy. Check out the dancers with Andrea Martin (Marcie) at 2:30. John Candy is still divine as Divine! :)

Quote Of The Day

2011-12-23T13:42:00.000-08:00

12.22.2011BY ADAM RATHE for OUT.COM'American Horror Story' star talks about life in the gimp suitDiscussing his time in the latex bodysuit that was an object of intense fascination this season, grungy babe Evan Peters told Vulture a bit about how he slipped into the skin-tight costume.

"I don’t know if you’ve ever put on lube before, but it’s not like there’s a layer of Vaseline on you; it’s just almost like your skin is super smooth and slick; it feels kind of gross, but at the same time, you feel really well moisturized. You’re not like, 'Ew, get it off of me.' You’re more like, 'This is kind of gross. I want to get this off as soon as possible. But maybe I can stop and get a sandwich first.'"

Ho Ho Ho

2011-12-23T13:06:00.002-08:00

Blackstyle Rubber Santa :)

Invasion

2011-12-21T17:46:00.001-08:00

Oh...my....dog...a reader just showed me the most awesome inflatable alien hood, made by rubear.net. I am drooling as I write this, this is perfect for Rubbout 21! I gotta think long and hard whether to get this....it will definitely be utilized more than just once, but....the same internal arguments arise.

Merry Christmas to Me

2011-12-20T12:20:00.001-08:00

Last week, my catsuit order from Libidex LatexExpress showed up. It took less than two weeks to get here from London, which is impressive.

I wasn't sure about the colour choice - whether the online swatches of Metallic Peacock were accurate, but once the suit showed up I was really impressed; it is a pretty unique, yet masculine color. I had originally ordered the suit with no thru-zip but the one that showed up had one. I was initially concerned about this as the latex above the butt zip is always the spot on the suit that rips first for me (due to my damn big ass lol) however it appears that Libidex has even improved their design on that. The butt zip only goes halfway up the butt and seems to avoid being in a pressure zone. If I bend over, the pressure at that point seems minimal. I can only hope that this remains the case.

As for the styling, I like the multi-panel look in this case. It makes the suit look very professionally done (which it is, quel surprise). I ordered the suit in a Medium, something which I hadn't done with Libidex before (the white catsuit was custom-sized, the olive green one is an off-the-rack Large) and I'm happy to say I like the fit even more than the other cuts. My litmus test is whether the cut of the suit will follow the curve of the small of the back. An air pocket there typically means to me that the suit isn't fit to my frame just right.

Now, only to loose a few pounds to give the suit its proper wearing visual!

Now that I have a metallic pewter and metallic peacock suit in addition to the olive green 'official' military catsuit, I have devious plans to get a couple of guys to suit up with me in all three suits and pass off a 'military invasion' look at the Rubbout Kickoff party in March, or Rubbout itself. Exciting!

Not too shabby for $200, eh? I consider this partially a Christmas present to myself, justifiably also a birthday present to myself. Since it's the big 4-0 at the end of the month, maybe one's not enough? ;)

The Laboratory of Personal Experience

2011-12-19T12:15:00.001-08:00

The Laboratory of Personal Experience is a great post by Race Bannon on his blog. It so summarizes how fetish and kink is a very unique personal experience for each of us, even as we attempt the innate task of categorizing our kinks. I like the post and I'm interested to see people's responses!

Rubberstud(s) of the Week #190

2011-12-19T05:00:00.001-08:00

Wow wow wow

Rubberskin's Website

2011-12-16T15:27:00.000-08:00

We all know who Rubberskin is. He's the guy that creates his own amazing latex and lycra outfits and pervs out on superheroes and has a great time training his slaves....you know who I'm talking about! If you have spent any time on any of the fetish sites or seeking out gay fetish video on YouTube, you have undoubtedly come across his work. He has done many videos outlining his makeup techniques, fantasy scenes insides and outside, slave training skills, and showing off his latest creations. He is a great contributor to the rubber community, a very talented photographer and videographer, makeup artist, and latex designer, and now I'm happy to say he has effectively put all of his work in one place...on his Rubberskin website!

Go to Rubberskin

Separation

2011-12-15T10:39:00.001-08:00

Well, that was interesting...

December Anvil Club Party

2011-12-13T16:18:00.002-08:00

NEXT ANVIL CLUB DECEMBER 17

Anvil Extreme Dress Code Club is back in action on Saturday, December 17. Doors open 9 PM and the party goes late (or early!) Get your tickets online or at local LA kink retailers.
This month we're getting back to our roots as we celebrate the hard, full leather and uniform look of BLUF and Tom of Finland.

As always, other gear is welcome too.

Anvil Club is an extreme dress code club. Think of it like a retool of our hot leather bars where everyone is in gear, the cruising is intense and you've got a convenient backroom if you feel like getting a nut off.
The huge main room of Anvil Club is all about cruising and socializing in your gear. Step through the heavy black drape at the rear of the club and take your cruising to the next level with some major darkroom action. Anvil Club is not really a sex party. It's a full-on gear dress code club in a private space with a fully equipped dungeon and a huge darkroom.
Anvil Club is men 21+ only and the dress code will be enforced. The Anvil dress code includes full leather, uniform, rubber, sports kit, skin gear, super hero, and jock strap with boots. Boots are required for everything except sports gear. Anything that screams masculine gear to the doorman is on and his word is final. A changing room and secure clothes check is available so you can get as wild as you want with your gear.

No cologne, tennis shoes (except with sport), flip flops, shorts or cell phones. Jeans, other than bleachers, are only allowed with tall boots and leather on top like a jacket, shirt or harness, or with chaps.
Tix are $30 and are only available in advance - no door sales. Tickets are available online, or at our local LA retailers 665, Rough Trade and Syren/Stockroom. Doors open at 9 PM and the club goes until 3 AM.

West Coast Rubber 2012

2011-12-13T16:10:00.000-08:00

It's 2012 and West Coast Rubber is heading back to our roots - yep we're back in Palm Springs!

WCR 2012 is set for February 24 - 26, 2012. We've reserved the entire Camp Palm Springs resort for all of the hot rubber and gear action. Check out the weekend schedule and then snag your Full Weekend Package or individual tickets. Remember that you must have a full weekend package to book a room at the host hotel*. And that's definitely where you'll want to be this year.

FRIDAY
Meet and Greet, 7 PM - 9 PM - CPS (Camp Palm Springs)
Play Party, 10 PM - 2 AM - CPS

SATURDAY
BBQ and Perv Pool Party, 12 Noon to 4 PM - CPS
Full Rubber Dinner, 6 PM - 8 PM - Location TBA
Mr WCR 2012 Contest, 9 PM - Midnight - Location TBD
Mr WCR Victory Party, Midnight - 3 AM - CPS

SUNDAY
Brunch 10 AM - 12 Noon - Cafe Lulu (on your own - not included in weekend package)
Goodbye Pervs Pool Party 1 PM - 4 PM - CPS

What's in a name? Well obviously we love rubber! But we're multi-function kinksters and get hard for other gear as well like tight gear spandex & lycra, sports kit, superhero, hazmat, skin, uniforms, and leather. The important thing is to Get Your Gear On & Get Your Rocks Off!

*You must have a full weekend package in order to book a room at the host hotel. Once you book your full weekend package, you'll receive an email within 24 hours with a booking code to give to the hotel. Buying a weekend package doesn't guarantee a room however. The hotel is on a first come-first served basis.

Rubbout Travel Subsidy

2011-12-13T14:40:00.002-08:00

For those of you inquiring about travel subsidy to Vancouver for Rubbout weekend, here is what we have:

Mitch has graciously released 100,000 of his air travel miles that we are going to divide into four sets of round trips to anywhere in North America (25,000 miles each) available for $400CAD for each 25,000 mile package plus taxes/fuel surcharges which seems to add on average $130 for a total cost between $500 to $550.

Unfortunately, because it is Easter, availability is disappearing fast. Below are some example direct flights. You can see many flights are no longer available both days. There are also many non direct flights available too.

Here are examples of flights available today, December 13 for travel next Easter:

Direct Flights

Chicago

Arrive
09:45 - 12:09 Thursday
15:00 - 17:41 Thursday/Friday
17:15 - 19:41 Thursday/Friday
20:00 - 22:44 Thursday/Friday

Depart
06:30 - 12:29 Sunday/Monday
13:48 - 19:47 Sunday/Monday

Taxes $89.01

Toronto

Arrive
08:30 - 10:26 Thursday/Friday
10:00 - 12:00 Friday
12:00 - 14:00 Thursday
14:00 - 16:00 Friday
17:00 - 18:53 Friday
18:00 - 19:48 Friday
20:25 - 22:14 Thursday/Friday
22:55 - 00:55 Thursday/Friday

Return
09:00 - 16:20 Sunday
11:00 - 18:20 Sunday
15:00 - 22:20 Sunday
16:30 - 23:50 Monday
22:30 - 05:50 Monday
23:45 - 07:05 Sunday/Monday

Taxes $156.08

Montreal

08:00 - 10:27 Thursday
14:05 - 16:32 Thursday
17:55 - 20:22 Thursday
19:55 - 22:22 Thursday

Return
17:00 - 00:45 Sunday/Monday
23:40 - 07:25 Sunday

Taxes $157.22

Los Angeles

14:20 - 17:16 Thursday/Friday

Return
07:40 - 10:26 Sunday
10:40 - 13:26 Sunday
17:50 - 20:33 Sunday/Monday

Taxes $123.51

Email rubboutvancouver@gmail.com if interested.

Kinky Ornaments

2011-12-13T10:47:00.000-08:00

I guess it's just the trend that tree ornaments are just getting stranger and stranger each year (or should I say, more niche-y?). There are of course, such collections as Star Trek and Simpsons ornaments - those are pretty standard deviations. For 'balls' to hang off the tree, I've seen pickles, and this year I saw a sushi roll. Getting weirder...

This is a great one though! I wonder if there's a snowman orgy series?

Fall 2011 Poll Results

2011-12-12T10:06:00.001-08:00

Thank you everyone who voted in my informal poll on How We Don Our Latex. I never expected so many to use silicone lube/dressing aids as the poll indicated. Personally, I use lube 90% of the time. It just seems to work so much better with those of us with body hair. I always found in my tight suits that powder is fine for getting a suit on, but it doesn't allow the skin and latex surfaces to slide against each other enough that you don't end up getting a lot of tugging on hair, particularly in pressure point areas like the knees and large sections like forearms.

I have used water-based lubes like ID lube or J-lube before, but they don't have the longevity in the suits long enough for extended wearing. Eventually you are either swimming in fluids or the lube dries up and you are left with nothing. This is a similar experience to putting a suit on in the shower. It is easy to put on but this doesn't really set you up for extended wearing.

I think a lot of people just getting into latex tend to do the more rudimentary activites just as rubbering up in the shower or using water-based lubes. The tightness of the latex is another consideration. I have some looser suits that I tend to put on with talc; it's just a quicker process. Once you become a more seasoned player and realize you need to maximize your latex time, you seek what will provide you maximum comfort. So far, the best for me personally, and for many others is using silicone-based dressing aids or bodyglides.

Rubberstud(s) of the Week #189

2011-12-12T05:00:00.001-08:00

Yum.

MIR 2012 Post FINALLY up!

2011-12-09T14:48:00.001-08:00

My week and a half of travel madness ended Sunday November 13 when I finally got back to Vancouver after spending a five days in Alberta celebrating family Christmas and hooking up with old friends. A week before that I was packing and preparing to travel to Chicago to celebrate the 15th Anniversary of Mister International Rubber and the crowning of the new 2012 title holder.

AND HERE IT IS!

Since then, it's been work and Rubbout planning; I apologize for this taking a month to finally get around to doing...after all Tynan and Pup Nitro had their reports up within days! That is typically the way I like to do this annual report to, however this year I was just too sick to finish it and been very busy since! :(

...

So now, the next big event is Mr. West Coast Rubber on the February 25th weekend in Palm Springs. I will (finally, LOL) be stepping down as Mr. WCR and handing the title over to some new deserving rubbery dude. I am looking forward to judging and having fun with the west coast gang....always a good time to be playing and rubbering up poolside in the sun! I am at least bringing a bit of an entourage with me down to Palm Springs. In fact, the resort rooms are already booked! Woot!

Rubbout hosts monthly contests at Pumpjack Pub on the second Saturday of every month. I had to miss November's for MIR and now missing December's due to family obligations on Vancouver Island. January's contest is going to be tied in with the official Rubbout poster unveiling, the contest is minimal leather and will also be an opportunity to promote West Coast Rubber. February's contest is Kinkiest Kink, and the March contest, tied in with the official Rubbout Kickoff party and 'Try Out Rubber' Night is RUBBER! Woo hoo! So much to look forward to in 2012 (including possibly a visit by Mr. International Rubber 2012 to Rubbout or WCR? I guess we'll have to wait and see! :)

Titan Media's Stockroom

2011-12-09T11:36:00.001-08:00

I know Ruff has posted these pics several times, but I just had to.....a tall, dark, built hunk of a man who appears to be enjoying wearing his black latex? Incredible! Thanks for making us all quiver, Spencer Reed :D

Red Rubber Wank

2011-12-09T10:39:00.001-08:00

Great new vid by Cornholio!

Now that's gotta induce a sweat....

2011-12-08T04:34:00.001-08:00

AGRH! YouTube made the video private this morning...now we can only wait until it is made public again. Great fight scene with the rubberman, for those of you wondering what you're missing.
Is it wrong that this gave me a boner a little bit?

Photoshoot

2011-12-07T15:17:00.001-08:00

Finally! Some images from the September VML photoshoot!

10 Things to Know

2011-12-07T11:41:00.001-08:00

Dan Savage referenced this 2008 post from Ben In Leatherland's blog this week. I think it is great advice for gay guys just beginning to explore BDSM.

As you'll read in the description, this blog is aimed at bridging the gap between the leather community and those clean cut, preppy boys (and girls, but my experience is mostly with gay men) who were always curious about bondage/sm... but turned off by the perception of leather as old, fat, hairy men. A friend of mine suggested I start with a list of basic things you should know before you start exploring. So here are 10 things you all should know:

1. Start with your dick! Look at porn! What makes you hot? The community is large and has a variety of fetishes: BDSM, gear, leather, etc... Look at porn and check out kinky social sites! While the sense of community can be great, it really all starts with play. So, what are you into?

2. And this is directly related to #1: use porn as an inspiration, not as a rulebook. When it comes to BDSM and D/s relationships, a lot of people have made the mistake of trying to be just like the guys they saw in some hot porn. At best this can lead to disappointment. At worst it can put you in real danger. Porn and erotica are not real! They are scripted and designed to make our dicks twitch. While it may sound hot, being tied up for five days straight isn't terribly realistic.

3. Start slow. Now you are all horny and ready to go, but don't rush things. This whole world can be overwhelming if you try to become too many things at once. Take the time to figure out who you are when it comes to kink!

4. Be open and honest. If you want to tell your boyfriend you are curious about fetish play, then tell him! Drop hints if you want, but I find being blunt and open works best. If you are starting a D/s relationship, be open and honest about what exactly you want and realistically can handle (I recommend jerking off before these discussions so you aren't thinking with your dick heh). Even if you're just starting to play with someone new, find ways to slip it in or your partner won't know.

5. Don't be an ageist. If you aren't into older men, that is your business, but be respectful. I have learned from a lot of different men, some of them much older than me. What I have learned from them has helped me explore my sexuality deeper than I otherwise could have. Whether friends or lovers, be open to the more experienced.

6. Do some research. As much as I recommend having mentors in the scene, make the effort to educate yourself. There is plenty of literature on kink and BDSM, both online and in print (I highly recommend "The Ties that Bind" by: Guy Baldwin).

7. Be accepting of other people's sexuality. It is a little hypocritical to judge another guy's kink when you like to get pissed on. By normative sex standards, we are all pretty fucked up, so try not to be too judgemental. Just say "that isn't really my scene, but its cool if you are into it". If you disagree, try to consider the parallels between this and homophobia.

8. Know yourself. This is a multifaceted rule. Know what you love, like, tolerate, and won't do in terms of play. Also try to figure out why you are looking for certain things. Most kink is perfectly healthy sexual behavior. However, make sure you aren't getting into something for the wrong reason. For example: some "slaves" want to loose all their rights and privileges because their life is shit and they are looking for an escape. Since no Master is capable of fixing everything, it never works out for either partner.

9. Protect yourself. If a situation seems really shady: it probably is. Once you are tied up, you really are in the other person's hand, so make sure they are trustworthy. If you are meeting someone online for the first time: leave a note saying where you'll be and who you are meeting (with a friend or just on your desk so if you go missing the police will find it and track down the psycho who, unfortunately, has killed and/or kidnapped you). Make sure the guy you are meeting knows about this. If he is really uncomfortable with it, explain your reasoning. If he is still uncomfy, move on.

10. Talk about it. Don't feel the need to be too graphic, but the more we talk about kink, the less taboo it becomes. All my friends know I am a kinky little pig. Plenty of them have even confided in me that they have their own interests they have wanted to explore. When we all open up, we make kink more accessible, and therefore more fun!

Last but not least: HAVE FUN!

Wrap Your Package

2011-12-06T13:59:00.001-08:00

Pumpjack Pub and Rubbout present:
Wrap your Package - Best Wrapped Package Contest!
Saturday Dec 10th, Pumpjack Pub, Vancouver

There is a $200 first pize for the man with the best wrapped Package..!
Line privilege for men in leather or rubber, all night!

...come on guys, show your package!!

The Perfect Gift, Indeed...

2011-12-06T09:55:00.001-08:00

Spider-man Compilation

2011-12-05T18:35:00.001-08:00

Glad I'm not the only one obsessed with the skintight Spidey suits...someone's taken the time to do a compilation of the best scenes of them!

Rubberstud of the Week #188

2011-12-05T05:00:00.001-08:00

What's not to love about British PSAs?

2011-11-28T10:09:00.001-08:00

Rubberstud of the Week #187

2011-11-28T05:00:00.001-08:00

Rubbout 20th Anniversary Book

2011-11-23T12:09:00.001-08:00

A Christmas gift idea: Click here to order the Rubbout 20 Years book from Blurb.com.
Hardcover: $49.39
Softcover: $29.95

Breath restriction hood

2011-11-23T11:59:00.001-08:00

I had some great fun with a friend while in Alberta for my family Christmas. He isn't a big breath control fan but had a restriction hood. He suggested I take it home with me, which I eagerly did. I've been having quite a bit of fun with it this week, as you can see!

I've managed to Vivishine the hood and attempt to protect the latex in addition to allowing better vision through the visor. Things look a lot more hot from the outside than from the inside! :)

Mr. West Coast Rubber 2012

2011-11-22T17:40:00.001-08:00

After a lot of planning and pleading, it looks like Mr. West Coast Rubber 2012 is a go!

The West Coast Rubber men's fetish weekend and Mr. West Coast Rubber contest are moving back to sunny Palm Springs for 2012!

The host hotel is Camp Palm Springs Mens Resort in the heart of Palm Springs.

Friday, February 24, 2012

Meet and Greet, 7 PM - 9 PM - CPS (Camp Palm Springs)
Play Party, 10 PM - 2 AM - CPS

Saturday, February 25, 2012

BBQ and Pool Party, 12 Noon to 4 PM - CPS
Rubber Dinner, 6 PM - 8 PM - Location TBD
WCR Contest, 9 PM - Midnight - Location TBD
Post Contest Victory Party, Midnight - 3 AM - CPS

Sunday, February 26, 2012

Brunch 10 AM - 12 Noon - Cafe Lulu
Informal Pool Party 1 PM - 4 PM - CPS

Check out www.westcoastrubber.com for more information on the event and inquire about running for the new Mr. West Coast Rubber 2012!!

Check out the WCR 2012 Facebook page.
Check out the Rubbout 2012 Facebook page.

I Can See You...

2011-11-21T15:36:00.001-08:00

MIR 2012 videos on YouTube

2011-11-21T14:00:00.001-08:00

I can't say enough how lucky we are to have Rubberwilli as a visible spokesman for the gay rubber community. I couldn't agree with him more! Well said, Willi!

Videos courtesy Third Rail Media

Rubberstud of the Week #186

2011-11-21T05:00:00.001-08:00

Rubbout on Facebook

2011-11-15T16:11:00.001-08:00

Rubbout # 21, Rubbout: Invasion takes place April 5-8, 2012. The Facebook page has been created, though only a fraction of the invitations have been sent out so far. If you're planning on coming to Vancouver for a slippery good time, please let us know by indicating you're 'Attending' Rubbout: Invasion!!!!

And yes, I am in the process of writing my MIR 2012 post and editing appropriate pictures for it. I hope to have it done by the end of the weekend. I haven't been transitioning back to the real world very well this week, things are taking a bit longer than I had hoped, though I did do about seven hours of Rubbout stuff last weekend.

Why I Like Rubber

2011-11-15T12:58:00.001-08:00

Rubber Anubis, who I consider a good friend and playmate, has posted a GREAT answer to the question, "Why I Like Rubber". I couldn't have said it better myself!!!

It was great to see him at MIR, and he has 99% convinced me that I need to attend Gummbalaya in June 2012!

Mobilized

2011-11-15T12:40:00.001-08:00

Rubber Canuck is now optimized for smart phones! I have updated the online and small-screen templates, which will allow for more reading of RC on the move. Unfortunately I also had to change the template style, but the minimalism of the new template looks pretty good. It's more about the content anyways, isn't it? ;)

Some more advice....

2011-11-15T12:25:00.001-08:00

Another guy wanting to get into rubber and bondage, asking lots and lots of questions.....

Hi ****,Just got back from a couple of trips, sorry for the delay.

Is it cool to own a bondage suit?

There is a distinction between rubber fetishism and bondage fetishism. Rubber, leather or lycra are an attraction to the material itself, bondage fetishism is for those that like to be tied up or restrained and under the control of a bondage top. It just happens that a lot of rubbermen and leathermen like bondage play as well. Latex/rubber just seems to be a natural material to be stuck in before getting restrained. I myself like both, and do bondage both as a top and a bottom. There are many ways bondage can be applied with rubber: some examples are wrist and ankle restraints, straightjackets, sleepsacks, vacuum devices like vacbeds, coffins, cubes. All are a lot of fun. I own a rubber straightjacket, a sleepsack, a vacbed and a vaccoffin.

Looking for some great male bondage?Try seriousmalebondage.com or boundgods.com

How often do you wear it?

I love to wear latex as much as I can. My work situation (working at home) allows me to wear it by myself as much as I please, and I do wear it quite often. In fact, I'm wearing a black catsuit and socks right now. As for wearing it out in public, I usually save that for special nights out, like contest, gear or dress code nights at the local bar. I try to get to a few fetish events in other cities several times a year too, where it's possible to wear latex 24/7 if desired.As for play, I have a steady boyfriend that isn't really into latex so I don't get to play in it as much as I'd like to, but we have an open relationship and when I get an opportunity to play with another guy, if I'm in the headspace I usually take advantage of the situation. I have lots and lots of gear so the play dates tend to happen at my place, and at that point there is no script, things just unfold as they do, always considering the other guys experience and comfort level with certain types of play.

How much was it?

Unfortunately, most fetish gear is expensive. Latex clothing usually costs as much as leather gear does. When a guy is curious about starting to get into rubber, it is best to suggest to them to start with something small; a jockstrap, a wrestler or a front zip shirt. If they like what sensations and attention they get out of it, then they can move up to items that cost more, like a catsuit or a bondage suit, masks, hoods, leggings, bondage gear, etc.Shorts and shirts start around $100. The most expensive suit I have is a full enclosure suit and cost me around $900. My sleepsack, which I imported from the UK cost me close to $1000. There is gear that goes beyond that price.....depends on what you're looking for and how customized it is. There is a big war going on between the traditional high-quality tailors and manufacturers, typically based in Europe, and the low-cost, low quality producers, typically from China. With latex, 'quality costs' is generally the rule. Eventually China and other Asian tailors might increase their quality to rival the European houses but for now the best stuff is still coming from the UK, the Netherlands and Germany.

How did you find out you liked bondage?

I've been dressing up in skintight clothing since I was 12. I was hard-core into lycra during my teens and 20s, but really didn't discover that there were actually people creating latex clothing until the mid-90s when the Internet started becoming big....though I fantasized about it. I recall lots of images of skin divers in tight rubber suits and guys in tight clothing, tights, etc. when I was a kid that really turned me on. I think most people are either born kinky or not, and may or may not explore it depending on whether they have a 'triggering moment' or not. For me, it's been an evolving adventure since my early teens. I came out gay in my early 20s, this gave me the confidence as a man to explore my kinks even further. The Internet changed the way kinksters connect, before that if was difficult to find guys into similar things. I grew up in a very remote part of Canada and for most of my developmental years, thought I was a freak because I was the only one into these things, or so I thought at the time.

Is it easy to find others that are into bondage?

The Internet changed everything. Now there are lots of websites where you can connect with guys into the same things. Recon, Gearfetish, Gearplay, M4MKink, Rubberzone, Spandexguys, Fetlife....there are lots of them and lots of big communities out there. I consider myself fortunate enough to be able to attend fetish events around North America like International Mr. Leather, Mr. International Rubber, West Coast Rubber, Rubbout.....I've made some very important and lasting friendships through the connections I've made at these events.

Does that answer some of your questions? Check out the blog for more info, I've been blogging on all of these topics and more for over five years now.CheersRC

Mister International Rubber 2012

2011-11-15T09:44:00.001-08:00

I landed in Chicago Friday November 4 in afternoon and made it to the host hotel with some time to get ready, however I didn't get a chance to get into the Kink Market until Saturday. That flight across three time zones makes for a long day. My original roommate, Nicemuscles, the new Mr. TORN Toronto had to cancel his appearance at MIR due to illness; fortunately another good friend, Rubberbuck, took his place in the room at the last minute. Rubberbuck showed up around the same time I was unpacking in the room, so we got ready and headed over to the Center on Halstead for the 'Greet the Meat' Cocktail party and Part one of the MIR 2012 contest.

As soon as we got there, I felt like a gimp with an electro buttplug and a sadistic master as I jumped around the reception lobby saying hello to everyone, happily greeting everyone I knew and anxiously awaiting all my good friends to show up. The reception flew by and suddenly we found ourselves in the auditorium for the opening night of the Mr. International Rubber 2012 contest.

Nine contestants this year, all looking like they knew what they're doing. There was good representation from across North America - Fort Lauderdale, New York, Boston, Chicago, Denver, Toronto, Montreal - only one European guy as compared to three last year. I see where Rubberwilli and Kinkrubber are now seriously thinking about having the contest in Europe (Berlin) on alternating years. I think that would be a lot of fun! Highlight of the Friday night part of the contest was definitely the Wet Rubber portion. It happened after an intermission; a lot of guys left, I don't think they realized the best part of the contest was still to come!

Anyways, I had lots of fun hanging out with the gang again tonight. Rubberbuck and I went back to the hotel after the contest and got ready to head to the private MIR play party. When we got there, it wasn't very busy but the space was huge and would be a great place to have a big party, however tonight the energy was pretty subdued. The crowd waxed and waned, a few activities were to be had in the slings and the piss space was busy, the guys that were there made the best of it. I managed to get laid on a couch in the in drain room so all was good :)

I was having energy problems all weekend. I had been sick all the week before and felt okay this weekend, but just didn't feel anything above 80% all weekend. So, I woke up Saturday all groggy, however managed to get out of bed, rubber up and head back to the Center. I was involved in the discussion panels in the afternoon, but I wanted to get some Rubbout promotional stuff out in the Kink Market before I got side-tracked with that. The Squeak Latex guys came up and asked if I wanted to be their victim in their raffle giveaway vac-bed but I had to decline since I was heading downstairs for the panels shortly :(

The first panel was cancelled because the speaker was sick (see a trend here?), but I got together with Tynan, Pup Nitro, and Topher to discuss our upcoming panel on 'Building Kink Communities' and the conversation got so interesting that we continued it all the way up to the room we had for the panel. We only had a few people show up for a lively and interesting conversation, however Topher seemed to like what was being said and it sounds like they might have an expanded version of this next year with more advertising and more topics.

I went back to the Market for a short while to push off some more Rubbout promo posters and cards, hooked up with Tigermasc and we headed over to our friend Junya's place who was hosting a birthday party for some of our rubberbuddies. We had fun over there, then I had to head back to the hotel quickly to change for the evening's contest. Of course, as always, I was running late and got to the Center again after the intro dance routine was done (merde!) so settled in at the back of the room for the remainder of the evening.

I saw video of the performance, it looked amazing. The contestants all looked amazing, did a wonderful job of their questions and kicked ass in the Mystery Bag round. After the crowd voted and a quick break, the winner was announced. Mr. International Rubber 2012 is Si Hands of Manchester, UK! He was an excellent choice and my vote. He is one of the nicest guys I've met! Si has almost singlehandedly grown the Manchester Rubbermen into the formidable group that it is and he is well-known in the rubber community in Europe and North America as a great photographer and role model! Congratulations Si!

Highlight of the contest on Saturday night for me was the 'Exploding Rubberman' performance by the Squeak Latex guys. It was hilarious! I wish I'd seen Eddie and Roger's opening 'Alejandro' number as I heard it was very very good as well.

After the excitement of the contest waned, we went over to Junya's for a quick drink then onto the Recon Full Fetish Party at the Jackhammer/Cellar complex. Things were crowded and fun but around 1:45 Rubberbuck and I decided to pull the plug and head home. I heard that the party went ballistic after the walls were taken down to the other half of the Cellar, but I was so exhausted I wanted to go home, even if my checklist for the weekend had fisting high on the list (and never got checked off, incidentally). Anyways, the big drama later was when I discovered I lost my wrist wallet with my driver's license and $150 in it on the way home. Still hurting from that one, but crap happens.

We got up in the morning. While Rubberbuck had a lunch date, I traipsed over the the Market again to finish distributing my posters and cards and finally do some shopping. I had a Mr. S gift card from last year that I used to help purchase a pair of the neoprene Cyber pant with red piping. What a great pouch on those babies! Roar! I also got a green latex polo shirt from Full Kit Gear and a few other fun small things to take back to Vancouver. The day flew by, we whipped back to the hotel and changed and then went to Sidetrack for ShowTunes Sunday. It was great to relax and chat with everyone though I was going through waves of totally feeling like crap and not feeling very sociable. I had a Red Bull then went back to the hotel as I had the opportunity to play with a few guys in the 'RMSF Room'. It was good to finally have some quiet time with Rick, Brent, Todd and Kai, though I was feeling wiped after a couple of hours and bailed out around 11:30. I headed over to Berlin for Madonnarama where I met up with the party crowd again and we had a great night dancing away to Madonna. I got back to the hotel around 3:30.

I crashed hard. Rubberbuck had to check out early for his flight home however I slept in, checked out and wheeled my luggage over to Junya's place. The guys were just getting up. Junya made a great brunch, we had a chance to sing Happy Birthday to Y before he headed to the airport. Rubberchris, Junya and I rubbered up and had another play session with them before RC had to head to the airport as well. Junya and I cleaned up and headed out for some food. Tigermasc met up with us, we went out for some drinks, he went home and Junya and I went to Drag Queen Bingo to end off the night. We headed back to his place and crashed. I got up, messed around getting ready and headed off to O'Hare to fly back to Vancouver. Exhausted, sick, but happy, I dropped off my gear, picked up another bag as Higherlycra came over to get keys as he was going to stay at my place for a few days while I was gone, and then headed over to Mr. P's for the night before getting up at six to head to the airport again. Whew!

I spent the next five days in Alberta, visiting friends in Calgary before heading north for family Christmas. It was nice and quiet -- perfect for healing, although I did get an opportunity to get together with Smileguy on Friday night for a bit of fisting fun (I love being a fisting top! How fun!). And that's the end of my story. The End :)

Rubberstud(s) of the Week #185

2011-11-14T05:00:00.003-08:00

Rubbout on Twitter

2011-11-10T21:27:00.001-08:00

Rubbout is now on Twitter! Follow @Rubbout to get the latest and greatest information on the 21st installment "Rubbout:Invasion" as it approaches April 5-8, 2012.

Caption This

2011-11-10T20:57:00.001-08:00

Source: http://www.flickr.com/photos/whitehouse/6309156353/in/photostream

My week of Insanity

2011-11-10T17:44:00.001-08:00

This week always taxes my resources..MIR weekend in Chicago and family Christmas in Alberta back-to-back, year after year.

I went to Chicago not feeling well, but with lots of nights with bad sleep when I could get it, I ended up with full-blown flu symptoms by Monday. Miserable.

Two flights in 15 hours on Wednesday, I am feeling pretty gross as I sit in the motorcoach travelling to my brother's place in Red Deer. I just want to sleep for three days and have a food pig-out....oh wait, that's what I'm heading to!

Rubbout milestones have been missed, blog posting has been delayed. Merde.

I'm the meantime, check out Tynan's MIR weekend review at The Fox Den and his live updates on Leatherati.com.

Here's hoping the recuperation starts now.

I'll be back momentarily, rubbersluts.

Rubberstud of the Week #184

2011-11-07T05:00:00.002-08:00

Jetsetting

2011-11-03T09:31:00.006-07:00

Tomorrow is the beginning of my annual trip madness week. I am off to Chicago tomorrow morning for MIR, returning to Vancouver on Tuesday night, then leaving for Calgary on Wednesday morning for family Xmas weekend. People ask me, "why don't you just fly direct to Calgary from Chicago?", without them knowing that I have 50lbs of rubber and restraints that need to be washed and packed away at home before I can refill the suitcase with cotton and Christmas gifts. ;)

As usual, I am missing an excess of great parties in Vancouver while away: The 3rd HARD party is on Friday, for starters. I missed the second one while in Las Vegas so I'll be certain to hit the fourth!

Rubbout planning has hit some stumbling blocks but hopefully nothing too serious. Mitch has updated the website, the Facebook group is generated, I had hoped to have all the sponsorship packages sent away to previous supporters before leaving but I had to wait on some printing quotes which came too late. Regardless, I am planning to get some of Antoine of Recon's time over the weekend to talk sponsorship. Priape and Mr. S in addition to InRubber and Ware's and Wear are all onboard already...

Speaking of Recon, I am VERY excited to see their Signature line which is to be unveiled tomorrow. They have been good at piquing everyone's curiosity. I think the timing is not coincidental that they are opening the store at the MIR Market tomorrow as well, so I am very much looking forward to seeing what they have. I am already salivating at the sprint suit and hoody combination; I'll have to be logical about my decisions...I had already vowed to seriously check out the Rubaddiction store for some of their stuff (such as the skinhead jeans with suspenders...I was considering a hoodie from them too, I will have to comparison shop to find out which one I like better). How awesome is it that I can rubber comparison shop in one place?

I am also wanting to get some toys: a puppy tail from Mr. S, and a breath reduction mask if I can find one. If Mr. S has any of their double-layer gas masks there, I might consider that too. My main purchase from Mr. S might be the neoprene motocross pants. I still have a gift certificate from them from competing last year that I haven't used yet and those neoprene pants are fucking HOT!

So, that's about it for now. I have a lot to do in the next 24 hours, and I'm aiming to have a pile of fun this weekend. I'm a bit under the weather this week but making progress in the 'clearing out my sinuses' department, and this might be something to impact numbers at MIR as well as I know some viral crap is certainly making its way around. My was-to-be roommate in Chicago, Nicemuscles has cancelled his trip and his intent to compete at MIR as Mr. TORN Rubber because he is so sick. I'm fortunate that Rubberbuck is going to take his place; he didn't have a room in the host hotel so is keen to move in with me. West Coast, Represent! LOL

I am going to be promoting Rubbout heavily in addition to being a panelist on one of the discussion forums taking place at MIR, the one I'm involved in is discussing 'how to build a kink community?'.

So, I'm planning to take tons of pics, wear rubber 24/7 for three or four days, and hopefully get a fist or two in my hole, so won't be on here much until next week. I will probably try posting on the run once I get into some hotspots in the hotel, Community Center, etc.

Have a great weekend, I sure am going to!!! :D

BOO!

2011-10-31T10:26:00.001-07:00

Happy Halloween, y'all!

Here was the hot sweat mess I was on Saturday night. Those wings were a health hazard for anyone within a 3 foot radius!

The bar was fun and hopping...until the Fire Inspectors showed up and closed the dark room in the back of the bar. Apparently, so I learned, the Inspectors and VPD make a point of always coming into Pumpjack on Halloween, dictating what a gay bar and it's patrons should and shouldn't be doing. It pissed everyone off, and the crowd thinned out pretty quickly after that. Mr. P and I had already decided to stay in one place for the evening and it was too late for us to try to get in somewhere else. Regardless, we had fun.

Tonight, maybe I should dress up again and try and get some candy?!?!

Rubberstud of the Week #183

2011-10-31T05:00:00.000-07:00

A New Convert?

2011-10-28T12:53:00.000-07:00

Dylan McDermott in "American Horror Story" on wearing a LATEX CATSUIT: "There's a place in Los Angeles called Syren. It's like three floors of just SM gear. I spent an afternoon there, and they fitted me for a latex suit. I had to lube up, put it on and be fitted for it," McDermott says.

What, exactly, does a full-body rubber ensemble feel like? Steamy, McDermott says. "It's hot. My dream is that every home in America will have one. It has to be black and shiny. You can't have a lilac rubber suit, he says, laughing.

Man Of Steel

2011-10-27T11:30:00.000-07:00

Henry Cavill, in addition to having the most awesome full name ever, is my new crush. He's so pretty, and fitter than fuck for his upcoming Superman: Man of Steel role. There were some green screen shots and on-location shots I just had to share. Does he not look absolutely dreamy with that beard scruff? Roar!

Good Piggy

2011-10-26T10:01:00.002-07:00

Littlesperm

Your View for the Day

2011-10-26T09:51:00.004-07:00

I like Latex-guru's outlook. As much as he is a sight to behold, someone needs to guide him to some nicer fitting latex...

Who am I kidding? He is still gorgeous! I love that this young body-building guy into latex has decided to try to make some easy money while doing it. Although most of his vids are for-pay now :(

Evolution

2011-10-25T23:00:00.000-07:00

Kink Engineering in Toronto has been coming up with a lot of cool ideas since they've opened shop. There has been lots of talk in the community about laser cutting, it seems that KE has figured out a new application which is totally pervy for the total enclosure fans.

Micro-Breathe Enclosure Hood
Starting at: $115.00

TOTAL TOTAL ENCLOSURE! But without that nasty asphyxia problem!

This specialty latex hood is constructed to perfectly mould to the face and head, with no openings at all, except for a series of laser-cut micro holes around the nose and mouth. These allow for unobstructed breathing while still looking like there is no opening at all from a distance of only a foot or so.

You can breathe, and talk normally while wearing this hood, but it is otherwise a total enclosure hood. You can choose the option of having the tiny (less than 1/2mm!) holes punched at the mouth, mouth and nose, or mouth, nose AND eyes (so that it's not a blackout hood, but looks like it from the outside!)

These are super fun at events as people will wonder how you are functioning inside what appears to be TOTAL latex enclosure! They'll have to come very very close to see your secret!

Note: The micro hole pattern may be slightly different on your hood from those pictured - KE have refined the pattern from their early models to make the holes even less visible - See the diagram for the exact layout KE now use [in link side view].

Damn, I am so getting one of these for IML next year! Laser cutting is the already being implemented and will be perfected for rubber in the coming years. I am patiently waiting for a new sheet bonding technology to come along (probably using lasers as well) that will eliminate the need for gluing seams. I will be the first one in line for those catsuits!!!!

Recon promo picture. Perfect.

2011-10-25T22:20:00.002-07:00

Picasa Web Albums
I don't think there is anything that accessorizes black rubber and a harness quite like an exposed silver nosering.

October 24 'Entertainment Weekly' Cover

2011-10-24T11:39:00.002-07:00

MIR Preparations

2011-10-24T11:37:00.000-07:00

Less than two weeks to go! I'm anxiously anticipating a weekend of rubber fun and ACTUAL vacation away from my less-than-fulfilling work life.

There have been several call-outs for volunteers and demo masters in the MIR Market. I had been asked to help out with both but I got an email from the MIR organizers last week that they want me to be on a panel discussion during the weekend (one of several planned). The panel discussion is based on our thoughts and ideas on building your own kink community. What are the venues and strategies and their opportunities? Through play, building a contest, building a club, creating families, and using the internet.

Each panelist will have (a) 5-7 minutes to introduce themselves and their background. (b) We have 30 minutes to cover a few topic points which each panelist will have a chance to comment upon and (c) the final 15 minutes to open up to the crowd for question and answer.

Here are some possible questions for discussion:

How do we build communities in smaller towns vs larger cities?
Titles vs. non-titles in engaging community involvement.
Social clubs vs sex play events.
Formal structures (clubs and contests) vs informal structures (private gatherings)
How can we use the internet and blogsphere?
How can clubs work together and share events without cannibalizing on each other and avoid burnout?

Sounds like a very interesting topic, and fortunately one that I have a lot of thoughts about :) I had told the volunteer coordinator that I couldn't commit to working shifts or doing any demos in the Market as I am committed to doing Rubbout promotion the entire weekend, passing promotional materials to other organizers and venue owners around the continent in the hopes they will post them up when they get home. On top of that, since last year was all work and no play at MIR, I just wanted to go and have a good time this year, and I plan on doing that but I also want to contribute, as it seems my input is appreciated by people in the rubber community.

I got two media mentions this week in preparation for MIR: one was in the Rubbermen of San Francisco Bay article in the Serious Male Bondage Journal last week and the other was in G-Man's article in Chicago's Boi Magazine - MIR Edition that came out on the weekend. How cool is that???

Curious About The Face Behind The “Rubber Man” Mask?

2011-10-24T11:31:00.002-07:00

Curious About The Face Behind The “Rubber Man” Mask in "American Horror Story"?

OMG HE'S HOT!!!

Rubberstud of the Week #182

2011-10-24T05:00:00.001-07:00

FABLE: Chapter Nineteen

2011-10-21T03:03:00.002-07:00

Part 19 (the last chapter)
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Richard remained motionless, seated upon his stool at the head of the operating table, the huge gaping black rubber anesthetic mask cupped in readiness in his hand, while Hans and Karl continued their efforts to subdue the still struggling Tom. Richard's stillness belied the turmoil raging within him; his natural sexual arousal stimulated by the prospect of inducting, for the first time, a virile and vigorous rubberman such as Tom into Ether-based black rubber anesthesia conflicted with his anxiety centered upon the outcome. There was much at stake for himself, for Tom, and for Karl, and Richard admitted to himself that the unforeseen circumstance of emotional involvement between Tom and Karl, coupled with his own acknowledgement of the fact that he needed someone like Tom as an additional member of his team had created less than ideal conditions for this final test of Tom's dedication to extreme rubber practice.

Tom's cries and pleas for release rang around the room as he continued to fight against restraint, while his three rubber clad and gas masked captors appeared totally impervious to them. Richard straightened himself, leaned forward and with his free hand cupped Tom's chin firmly in his grasp. There was immediate eye contact between the two. Tom saw a formidable unblinking gaze from within the black rubber gasmask, while Richard looked upon eyes that pleaded pitifully. Richard lifted the mask high above Tom, allowing him to see it and the two long black rubber corrugated hoses trailing back to the anesthetic machine. He paused briefly and then slowly, in the manner of an Archbishop at the moment of crowning a monarch, he lowered the mask to Tom's face. Tom's struggles had ceased, he appeared to be hypnotized by the gaping blackness of the interior of the rubber mask as it descended inexorably toward him.

Tom could not take his eyes off the mask as he watched it come closer; as it was lowered toward him the mask seemed to increase in size until it seemed as though it was large enough to devour his entire head. For a few seconds the descent stopped, the mask was still far enough away from him to enable him to see the three gas masked faces above him, and the three pairs of eyes from within those gasmasks staring at him without pity or compassion for his terror. As within Richard, so turmoil raged within Tom. Why, he asked himself, had he been so foolish as to allow himself to be inveigled into this terrifying situation from which he had no hope of escape, and why had the man he loved so much, and whom he had believed returned his love, now allied himself with these two sadists. For the moment those questions remained unanswered; with savage suddenness the mask was upon his face, and was being held there with ferocious strength. Richard had artfully applied the mask at a moment when Tom had exhaled. His struggles having left him breathless, Tom unwittingly inhaled deeply, receiving as he did so a full blast of Ether vapor. Instantly he renewed his struggle as the overwhelming power of the vapor and the realization that there was no escape from it induced within him a sensation of panic unlike anything he had previously experienced. Karl and Hans allowed him to struggle to a limited degree, for they knew the expenditure of energy would force Tom to inhale again almost immediately.

When Tom inhaled the second time he believed that the full blast of Ether he was getting would put him right out - he had reached the stage where, terrified as he was, the prospect of oblivion was preferable to his present predicament. His second breath in fact contained very little Ether vapor, and a lot of Oxygen. Richard had no intention of allowing Tom to go 'under' just yet. He needed a short interval to allow the Ether that Tom had inhaled in his first breath to become absorbed into the tissues of Tom's body, and he therefore kept Tom on a mixture containing just enough Ether to flood Tom's body tissue but insufficient to induce unconsciousness.

Tom's ears roared, the first sound he had heard since his hearing had been electronically disabled; he felt a tingling sensation in his limbs and a glowing feeling was slowly suffusing his body. He could no longer feel himself being held down by Karl and Hans, that sensation had been superseded by a feeling of weightlessness, and his head swam. He could feel the black rubber mask upon his face, now it felt that it was being held onto him with less force, and it seemed to be moving about on his face. The mask had become the focal point of his consciousness; he opened his eyes and looked up. He could just see around the rim of the huge black rubber cuff of the mask. He saw Richard above him, and looking around his limited field of vision he saw the gas masked faces of Karl and Hans. The urge to struggle returned, but his attempt was feeble, and anyway, he told himself, why struggle now when they are moving away. He could see the two gas masked faces recede from him, but just as quickly they loomed large above him once again. Tom looked back to Richard, he too was moving, first away from him, and then back toward him again. He looked up at the light above him, and that too appeared to rise and fall, nothing seemed real any more, except, that is, the feeling of the mask moving upon his face - that felt good, so good that he moved to bury his face deeper within its black rubber confines.

He could think of nothing but the mask now; it was the center of his universe; the one thing that remained stable while everything else around him seemed to come and go, the world about him pulsated, but the feeling of the mask was constant. All terror gone from him now, he moaned involuntarily with pleasure as he attempted to lift his hands to the mask, not to rip it off as he had longed to do a few minutes ago, but to hold it on ever tighter.

When he heard the moan escape from Tom, Richard knew he had won, and that all would be well. He saw Tom's attempt to lift his hands to the mask, and he signaled to Karl and Hans to allow Tom the freedom to do so. Tom seized the mask and Richard's hand with it, and forced it onto his face, writhing with pleasure on the table as he did so. He felt intoxicated with pleasure as the effect of the Ether permeated throughout his body tissue. He glowed with a sensation he had never known before, and although Richard had now stopped the Ether and put Tom back onto pure Oxygen, Tom's system was now so saturated with Ether that he believed he was still breathing it. He looked up to Richard, who turned to the console, flicked a switch which gradually brought Tom's hearing back to normal, and at the same time signaled to Karl and Hans to stop restraining Tom, and merely to steady his unsecured upper body. Tom was unable to speak, he was in a strange limbo, not fully conscious, but not unconscious, nor was he in the twilight world that he knew from a mild dose of nitrous, or from breathing Entanox; this was a totally new sensation, and he liked it.

Richard leaned close to Tom, Tom looked up right into Richard's gas masked gaze. The eyes were no longer hard and cruel; from a vast distance, Tom heard Richard's voice, low and seductive, 'That's better now, Tom, isn't it?'. Tom could only nod his agreement. Testing for reaction, Richard attempted to lift the mask from Tom's face, but Tom, who still held the mask in his hands resisted. Satisfied, Richard desisted, and leaning close to Tom's head again, said, 'Alright, Tom, you can keep the mask. Now just breathe in deeply.' Richard began giving Ether to Tom again, but only enough to keep him at his present level of consciousness. Tom attempted to look about him; his powers of reason were inhibited by the Ether, and although he tried to gaze about him, he was not sure what he was looking at, or what he was looking for. Everything in the room appeared to be unreal, there was a golden glow about everything. The figures about him kept receding and then coming close again, and there was a strange rhythmic noise in his ears. His body glowed strangely and the rubber figures around him that he had fought against so violently, and for whom he had briefly felt such fear and hatred had become benign.

Richard slowly eased his own hand from the mask and from beneath Tom's hands which still held the mask tightly to his own face and began strapping the mask tightly to Tom with the Clausen's Harness previously placed on the table beneath Tom's head. As soon as he felt the tightening of the harness straps on his mask, Tom allowed his hands to fall away from the mask, whereupon Hans and Karl, upon a signal from Richard, began securing his wrists to the table, after which they placed a broad rubber strap across the lower part of Tom's chest. Tom was once more bound firmly to the table, and it was safe for Karl and Hans to turn their attention to other parts of Tom's anatomy, while Richard gripped Tom's rubber head between his rubber-gloved hands and gently turned it to one side so that he could see the black rubber bladder on the anesthetic machine into which he was inhaling and exhaling.

Despite the euphoria induced by the Ether, Tom was still sufficiently aware of his surroundings to respond to the stimulus of the sight of the big black rubber bladder inflating and deflating as he breathed; it had always been one of the rubber sights that had excited Tom almost more than any other. Richard leaned forward over Tom and began manipulating his nipples, and instantly Tom's black rubber cock sprang to erectness.

One of the many factors that had influenced Richard in his decision all those weeks ago to accept Tom's candidacy had been his discovery during the tests he had carried out upon Tom, that Tom's testosterone level was exceptionally high. The indication of extreme sexual vigor was so unusual that, to confirm it, Richard had ordered the test to be repeated on three separate occasions, each one of which resulted in the same high reading, and it was therefore no surprise now to Richard, despite his having brought Tom to repeated orgasm in the chair, to see Tom's dick once again rampantly erect.

Briefly the eyes of the three gas masked rubbermen grouped about the operating table met in an 'I-told-you-so' glance, and while Richard continued his manipulation of Tom's nipples, Hans gripped Tom's rubber dick firmly in a rubber-gloved hand and began long slow wanking strokes. Tom moaned and writhed his pleasure, and removing one hand from a nipple, Richard cut the Ether to Tom completely and put him back on pure Oxygen, knowing that the level of Ether already in Tom's body would maintain his euphoric state for several minutes, after which he would slowly and gradually emerge to a more realistic appreciation of what was happening to him. Karl meanwhile had lowered the foot of the table to gain access to Tom's ass, and had begun lubricating his own rubber dick and then Tom's ass.

Richard was by now manipulating Tom's nipples very hard, while Hans was maintaining long, slow and even strokes on Tom's dick. Karl was ready, and easing his huge rubber dick against Tom's ass, began exerting pressure against Tom's well-lubricated asshole. The head of Karl's dick entered Tom with surprising ease, causing the big muscleman to pause with the head just inside. Karl looked to Richard for a further signal, which was given only when Richard was satisfied that Tom had regained sufficient awareness of what was really happening to him.

It was when Tom turned his gaze away from the black rubber bladder and looking toward Karl, attempted to move his body onto Karl's dick that Richard nodded to Karl to proceed. Karl began to plunge his rubber dick slowly and relentlessly deep into Tom until his balls were hard against Tom's asshole. He paused momentarily before beginning a slow withdrawal; there was a perceptible tenderness in his movements, for the experience was an emotional one for the young rubber-clad bodybuilder for whom rubber sex had hitherto been equated in his mind with lust, and now as his eyes met Tom's, his sexual appetite was seasoned with the spice of love. He continued his gentle fucking for several minutes while Tom's body responded with sensual undulations.

Richard and Hans recognized, as they watched, that they were witnessing a moment of consummation. For them both, the union of these two rubber soul mates was a source of deep satisfaction, it would, each hoped, be the solution to many of their day-to-day problems. For Richard there was some sense of vindication. As a man who had spent his life exploring the deepest, and, he was happy to acknowledge to himself, the darkest recesses of the world of rubber in particular, and that of sexual deviancy in general, he had from time to time become deeply perturbed when the pursuit by men of deviant sexual satisfaction degenerated into abrogation of their own basic humanity to the extent that all emotional energy, whether latent or actual, was directed solely toward the objects of deviant interest, in this case rubber, at the expense of the civilized need of man to care for man. Richard felt that such individuals denied themselves not only man's natural progress toward emotional maturity, but also a necessary refuge from the fantastic world of rubber extremism inhabited by himself and Hans and Karl.

Richard's belief was that a sense of proportion was vital for extreme fetishists wherein the individual fetishist could maintain a healthy balance between his fascination with the inanimate fetish objects and the natural and responsive love of another man. That Karl and Tom were able to demonstrate this balance before him now in the midst of a profound rubber experience was proof to Richard against those who would condemn the fetishist as merely corrupt and perverted, and he continued watching the consummation of the love of the two young and vigorous rubbermen with deep satisfaction.

As he continued his gentle fucking of Tom, the strokes long and full and rhythmic but, for the moment lacking lustful thrust, Karl leaned forward and stretched his arms to caress the lower part of Tom's body, then leaned further still onto Tom, and causing Hans to withdraw his hand from Tom's dick, he gripped Tom's secured hands as he maintained his gentle fucking strokes deep within Tom. Tom responded to Karl's grip by holding Karl's hands tightly in his own rubber-gloved hands. The eyes of the two rubbermen met. Tom could see that Karl was smiling within his gasmask; he smiled back and nodded to Karl who, the moment of communion having passed, released Tom's hands, straightened his body and placing his hands firmly on Tom's hips, began to fuck with greater vigor. The strokes became stronger and deeper and faster, and as Tom began responding to the change, Hans once again gripped Tom's dick, this time firmly, and began long slow wanking strokes. Soon the big black rubber bladder on the anesthetic machine showed, by its agitation that Tom was approaching orgasm, so Hans slowed his strokes, and gripping Tom's dick firmly with one hand began with the other to stimulate Tom's dick just behind the head. Tom responded by writhing about in ecstasy, until Hans could see that Karl was approaching orgasm. Timing his movements carefully, Hans resumed his wanking strokes, and was able to bring Tom to orgasm simultaneously with Karl.

Tom felt as if the moment of shared orgasm would rip himself and Karl apart. The big muscleman's rubber dick moved within him like a great rubber piston finding the deepest recesses of his bowel, plunging time after time to it's limit, slapping Karl's ball sack against his ass with each stroke. Hans had Tom's dick in a vice-like grip, relentlessly wanking him towards orgasm, which he felt rising from deep within his loins yet again, and exploding from the eye of his dick in spurt after spurt of thick white spunk while he felt Karl's dick pulsating within him as it drove the big rubberman's seed deep within him.

Totally spent, Tom lay on the table while Hans mopped the spunk away, feeling Karl's massive erection still within him. Karl made no move to withdraw, and Tom savored the knowledge that he now carried the life-essence of this huge and beautiful rubberman within his own body. He closed his eyes, his tired mind almost blank; he could think only of how much he loved Karl, and before his mind's eye he saw Karl's handsome features, the wide boyish grin and the laughing blue eyes, and while he was telling himself that such a man would be impossible not to love, his blissful thoughts were interrupted by Richard tightening the straps on his mask. Startled, he opened his eyes, and as he did so, Richard gripped his rubber head firmly between his rubber hands and forced his head to one side towards the anesthetic machine and its big black rubber bladder. He could feel Karl resuming his fucking, but Richard's grip on his head prevented him from looking again at Karl. Instinctively, apprehension began to rise within him again, and as it did so and his rate of respiration increased, he could see his own anxiety reflected in the agitated movement of the black rubber bladder. Tom was breathing fast and deep, the mask bit savagely into his rubber face, and then suddenly there was nothing to breathe. The terror returned; Richard's voice, hard and flat came into his ears, 'Remember my orders - go with it, whatever happens.' Then came the profound silence once more. Tom instinctively began to struggle; for a few seconds he struggled fiercely, but now physically exhausted and mentally worn out by the emotional rollercoaster he had been riding, his struggle was brief. It seemed like a lifetime before he could breathe again, but in reality only a few seconds elapsed before he was able to inhale again, and when he did, his head swam, his ears roared and his limbs tingled. The ether vapor overwhelmed him yet again, and he felt terror, but was too exhausted for the panic to take hold as it had before. He tried not to breathe, but he knew he would have to, he wanted only for his torment to end now. He really had had enough, maybe, he told himself, one more breath of the ether would put him out and end his misery; he breathed deeply, and got oxygen, although Tom was unaware of the change, so overwhelmed were his senses by the first blast of ether. He was aware, however, of yet another convolution in the cavalcade of emotion that veered from soaring elation one moment to unremitting terror the next. As soon as he tried to take a third breath - nothing. Something was different about the black rubber bladder on the machine. It was empty as usual when he had inhaled, but now that he had once again exhaled, it had not expanded. Richard released Tom's head momentarily, and then with one rubber arm cradled Tom's head with his hand on the mask, forcing it even harder to Tom's rubber face, still compelling him to look at the rubber bladder.

Tom thought his lungs would burst as he pulled desperately for something to breathe within the forcibly held mask. His eyes rolled back in his head. Quickly Richard glanced at his monitor, noting that Tom's heart rate was now very high, although it was no higher than he would have expected in the circumstances. From the monitor he looked along Tom's body to Karl, now fucking once again with great vigor, while Hans had his rubber hands deep into Tom's groin either side of Tom's dick.
The sensations in his ass and groin barely distracted Tom from his efforts to breathe; hoping almost against hope, he looked again at the black rubber bladder, and having looked he could not take his eyes from it. The black rubber bladder was swelling slowly; Tom watched it until it bulged, then suddenly he could breathe. He filled his lungs with the life-giving oxygen, emptying the bladder as he did so. He head was clearer now, and this time he would not be caught out again. He held his breath for as long as he could, then slowly let out a little of the oxygen, expecting to see the bladder begin to fill again; to his dismay, the bladder remained lifeless on the anesthetic machine. He let more gas escape from his lungs, but still the bladder remained inert.

It was at the moment Tom emptied his lungs completely that he at last saw the bladder begin expanding once more. Tentatively he tried to inhale, but as he expected, it was impossible, and he realised that Richard had rigged the machine so that oxygen was only available to him at the moment the bladder was full. Conserving his energy, Tom abandoned any thought of attempting to breathe until he saw the bladder was once again full. Having worked out Richard's strategy, and having told himself that Richard was surely possessed of some sadistic rubber demon, his confidence returned sufficiently for him to begin once more enjoying the sensuous sensation in the lower part of his body. Karl's fucking felt so good, and the movement of Hans' rubber hands in his groin was exciting him, but not enough for him to even think about looking away from that life-giving bladder.

The bladder had filled again, and Tom breathed deeply; this time the oxygen was mixed with enough ether vapor to make him tingle, and to cause his head to swim. He told himself he would have to concentrate hard on the bladder now so as to be ready to inhale when it filled next time.

Richard had programmed the machine to give Tom a minute increase in the dose of ether each time the bladder filled. He had also arranged matters so that as Tom became more and more saturated with ether, the bladder would fill more rapidly with each cycle to compensate for the reduction in oxygen as the level of ether was slightly stepped up each time. It was his intention to make full use of the hypnotic effect of a partial dose of ether for as long as he thought Tom could tolerate it. Tom was unaware of all of that. The wonderful glowing feeling was once more suffusing his body, and it felt wonderful how Karl's cock had grown so huge in his ass as it pumped in and out of him relentlessly, while Hans' hands had acquired a magical touch in his groin, and the forcibly held black rubber mask on his rubber face combined with the awareness of Richard's strong rubber arm cradling his rubber head felt so safe.

It was not long before the mild but repeated dose of ether had its hypnotic effect upon Tom's perception of his surroundings. Already he believed that Karl's dick was growing massively within him, and that some magic lurked within Hans' rubber hands as they massaged his groin, and now that black rubber bladder that so fascinated him even in moments when he was unaffected by ether or any other inhalant, was visibly growing in volume before his eyes. Each time the bladder swelled it grew bigger and moved a little closer. He knew that soon it was going to consume him, and as the ether, now being given in a gradually increased does by Richard, did its work, and total black rubber anesthesia approached, the blackness it brought with it was, it seemed to Tom, the blackness of the now all-enveloping rubber of the bladder. He fought to concentrate upon the bladder, but his eyelids grew heavy, his eyes rolled back in their sockets, his eyelids fluttered briefly and then closed.

The moment Tom relaxed into unconsciousness, Richard released his grip on Tom's head, and turning his attention immediately to the anesthetic machine, he cut the ether completely and put Tom on just enough nitrous and oxygen to keep him 'under', and then he slackened the straps of Tom's mask, but left it in place. Karl withdrew from Tom, and he and Hans lifted the foot of the table, unbound Tom's legs, removed them from the stirrups before finally releasing the remainder of his bonds and leaving him fully prone upon the table. Richard meanwhile had filled a hypodermic, and had come around to Tom's right-hand side. Hans lifted Tom's arm and searched for a hidden seam in the suit which he pried open with great care, then did the same with the inner suit while Karl wrapped a thin rubber tube around Tom's bicep, and finding the vein, Richard injected Tom with a sedative concoction prepared by a boffin friend which had the properties of giving Tom several hours of near-natural sleep instead of narcotic-induced stupor. Richard allowed five minutes for the sedative to become effective before taking Tom off the nitrous. He left Tom's mask in place and gave him pure oxygen for the next half-hour while he and Hans and Karl began tidying the room, and then getting Karl out of his rubber gear. The oxygen would ensure that when Tom awoke in the morning he would have no feeling of being 'hung-over' and all being well he should have a clear head, and awake well-rested.

It was not an easy matter for the three rubbermen to divest the sleeping Tom of his outer suit and then the thin inner suit, but they managed it, and Karl hoisted Tom over his shoulder in a fireman's lift and took him upstairs to bed.

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Something soft was brushing Tom's lips, and gradually he became aware of warmth above his body. He stirred in the big double bed, and opening his eyes he found himself looking straight into the smiling blue of Karl's eyes. Karl grinned, and sat up astride Tom, 'The sleeper awakes!' he laughed, and then throwing back the bedclothes launched himself onto Tom, who by now fully awake, and laughing too, seized Karl in bear hug as their bodies and mouths met in a long and probing kiss. Five minutes later, panting with pleasure, they pulled apart, and lay facing each other on the bed, both men grinning at each other silently just so happy to be alone together at last. Slowly they drew together again, and this time the kiss was tender while their hands explored each other's bodies. Tom was marveling that a man so big and strong as Karl could have so light a touch when the door opened and Hans entered bearing a large breakfast tray.

Hans was dressed in his customary houseman's white jacket and dark trousers, and when the two men on the bed turned toward him at the sound of his entry, he flashed a bewitching smile at them. Neither Tom, nor even Karl, who knew Hans so much better had seen him so relaxed. Tom could not get used to the idea that a man who in repose could look so brutish, could also when it suited him light up and become so handsome. Hans said, 'The doctor is very pleased with you Tom - he has sent you a message.' He set the tray on the bed, grinned again and was gone. Tom realised he was ravenous and began examining the contents of the tray enthusiastically. Among the dishes he found a small red leather box. Pausing in his search for food, he opened it and found a small gold padlock and a card. 'Well done, Tom. You have earned this. Let us talk when you are rested. R.' The hasp of the padlock was open -there was no key.

Postscript

Tom moved into Richard's household. He and Richard became good companions, while Tom and Karl settled into life together. Hans became more relaxed in his relationship with Karl, and the four men enjoyed many rubber adventures together, and with other of Richard's 'candidates' as he liked to term them. Hopefully, we will join them all again sometime.

BEST STORY EVER. This is the source of most of the rubber fantasies I've had over the past ten years and going forward into the future. I hope you enjoyed the story as much as I did. I thank the author from the bottom of my rubber heart for sharing his innermost fantasies with all of us.

Material Closeup

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This is kinda nice...

Only drawbacks are 1) the latex isn't tight enough, and 2) the exotic sound of rippling latex as it's being donned is lost :(

Nice visuals, nonetheless.

Rubberstud of the Week #181

2011-10-17T05:00:00.000-07:00

Fifth Anniversary

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Rubber Canuck blog is five years old today! I can't believe how much time has passed and how many adventures have been accomplished in this time. Thanks to all you readers, admirers and content providers for your input, support and traffic :)

Here's to five more :D

Three Weeks to MIR....

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...hope you get the opportunity to get fully covered in your material of choice this weekend!

Plans for MIR are coming together, reconnecting with old friends; everyone's getting excited. This event has truly become the rubbermen's annual family reunion!

FABLE: Chapter Eighteen

2011-10-14T03:02:00.002-07:00

Part 18
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Tom sensed that the back flapping object above him had begun to descend toward him, and as it came closer he discerned not only that the object was a rubber clad masked man, but that the man was Karl. The impression of flapping was created by the fact that Karl's rubber suit was equipped with great rubber membranes attached to both sides of his body which ran from his wrists, along the length of his arms, down each side of his body and legs to his ankles. The membranes undulated enabling Karl to hover over Tom, who upon looking more closely could see quite clearly that the tubes sprouting from Karl's mask and from the heavy moulded rubber sheath over his cock were joined to his own.

With startling suddenness Karl descended to Tom, gripped him in a hug and lifted him from the chair. Clutching Tom tightly to his massive rubber chest, Karl soared upwards. Karl's voice came clearly into Tom's ears, 'Hold on, Tom, we're off and away!' Tom needed no telling, the sensation of rapidly soaring ever upwards terrified him, and after a few seconds his terror was absolute as he felt Karl's grip upon him slacken, and the soaring sensation give way to one of floating. Karl spoke again, 'Come on, Tom, you can fly too - just hold out your arms and the wind will do the rest.' For the first time, as he spread his arms, Tom became aware of a gentle but steady breeze blowing. Karl was right; amazingly he could fly, and with that realization, Tom's fear left him and he began to look about him. He was flying just below and slightly behind Karl. He could see that they were still joined by the various tubes as they had been when in the chairs. Tom could feel his rubber cock sheath pulsating, and looking up, he could see the spasms in Karl's cock sheath clearly. He looked down but there was no discernible landscape below them, and looking about him as they began to soar, wheel and dive alternately, he realised that there was nothing but blackness in which they flew. He could see perfectly despite the blackness, for the blackness, absolute though it was, was not darkness, and the new sensation of being able to fly freely was too exhilarating for Tom to waste time upon pondering that particular puzzle. Nothing mattered to him now but this thrilling new sensation he was sharing with Karl as together they flew with ever increasing swiftness, up, down and around the endless black void, like two huge Swallows.

Gradually Tom became aware that with every breath he took the smell of rubber became stronger until he could almost believe he was actually breathing rubber itself, and then for the first time since the flight had begun, he could see something solid and tangible ahead of him. Like everything else about him it was black - a wall of black rubber. He was following Karl's lead, and as each second passed, and they flew closer to the rubber wall, he was expecting Karl to veer away, but the big rubbered muscleman flew straight at it. Tom anticipated skull-crushing impact, but contact with the rubber was soft; they did not penetrate the vast expanse of rubber in the sense of passing through it, for it proved to be highly elastic. As they flew onward, they drew the soft stretchy black rubber along with them. It adhered tightly to their suits and enveloped them, adding another layer of rubber to that they already wore, but leaving their flight capability unimpaired.

On and on they flew, occasionally passing though yet another veil of rubber, each time adding a further layer of rubber to their bodies, until eventually Tom felt himself being drawn towards Karl by an unseen force. The tubes connecting them shortened as they drew together, and Tom became aware that as he approached Karl he was flying directly beneath him on his back. Tom and Karl flew face to face closing slowly with each other like two spacecraft docking, until there was contact. Rubber mask merged into rubber mask, rubber arms clasped rubber bodies while the rubber membranes that had borne them aloft enfolded them, tightly binding each rubber body to the other. Flight was no longer possible, and the two rubbermen, resembling a large rubber chrysalis, plunged down through the black rubber void. Both rubbermen thrilled to the speed of the descent, each heady on the strengthening smell of rubber. There was pressure upon their masks as they clasped each other tightly within the rubber cocoon, and as they sped downwards, now so fast that they were spinning like a huge rubber projectile fired from a rifled barrel, the masks merged into one, enabling rubber lips to meet, and tongues to caress rubber tubes.

The physical contact with Karl combined with the sense of speed and the continually strengthening smell of rubber created within Tom a feeling of elation unlike anything he had previously experienced. Throughout his body Tom was gradually becoming aware of increasing warmth; his body was making firm contact with Karl's at every point of limbs, torso and head, and he could feel the strength of Karl's massive muscles flooding into his own body. The layers of black rubber binding their bodies was tightening with every second, while the smell of rubber had become stronger than ever. Tom's rubber union with Karl was total, and he knew instinctively that together they were hurtling through a vast spatial environment where terrestrial physical laws had no place, in which the only element was rubber. A roaring, rushing noise, faint at first, but growing louder as they sped onward, was followed by a sensation of something brushing lightly along Tom's back; it felt as if the rubber cocoon was moving along in contact with yet more rubber. The roaring in Tom's ears grew louder until it was deafening, while the brushing sensation from outside the rubber cocoon gave way to a feeling of being completely engulfed and enclosed by something that had the soft yet firm feeling of heavy moulded black rubber. Still they plunged onward, but now the feeling was different; there was no longer a sensation of hurtling through rubber space, rather one of having glided on to the surface of a vast rubber ocean into the depths of which they had begun to dive. The roaring sound continued, and Tom could feel the pressure from without steadily increasing, forcing his and Karl's bodies ever more firmly together. Tom felt Karl's arms grip him tightly, and his rubber mouth clamp tightly to his own, and then there was only the total blackness of surrender to rubber oblivion.

Richard had no means of knowing the nature of Tom's hallucinatory experience. The evidence from the monitors showed a high degree of brain activity, and there was fluctuation in Tom's blood pressure and heart rate. The episode, which Tom would recall as having continued for hours, was in reality of only brief duration; Richard's estimate was that it was over within a minute, after which Tom's vital signs stabilized. Tom had shown no signs of agitation or distress, bringing Richard to the conclusion that the experience had not been unpleasant for Tom, nevertheless Richard took the precaution of deepening Tom's anesthesia and allowing him a few moments of oblivion.

Richard meanwhile checked on Karl's monitors that showed that all was well with the big rubberman, who, when Richard glanced in his direction showed every sign of enjoying the twilight world of rubber fantasy induced by the gas, but as Richard mused to himself, Karl always did. Turning his attention back to Tom, he began gradually to reduce the gas and bring more oxygen into the system. Because Tom and Karl were still sharing the same breathing circuit, Karl began to come out of his own anesthesia simultaneously with Tom. Being uncertain of the nature or the exact intensity of Tom's hallucination, Richard brought the two men back to full consciousness very gradually, while at the same time allowing Tom to see Karl through his lenses, by way of re assurance.

As consciousness returned, Tom felt momentarily bewildered; the memory of the dream was crisp and clear in his mind, and it was a few moments before his mind re-oriented itself, and he worked out that his recent thrilling experience had been no more than a dream. He said the phrase 'no more than a dream' to himself, and at once rejected it. No, he told himself, it had to be something symbolic of his feelings for Karl, and forgetting for the moment that Karl had not shared the dream, he also saw it as representing something of Karl's feelings for himself. Ignoring the inconsistency, he relaxed back in the chair contentedly waiting for whatever Richard had in store.
Richard had reached the point in the program he had designed for Tom where he was ready to build up for the climax, and the final deciding test for Tom. It was, he reflected, unfortunate that as events had developed, Tom's testing time would also be an ordeal for Karl, but he told himself philosophically, there was now nothing he could do to avoid that, although deep down he was anxious about the outcome - would Karl prove to have the emotional strength to follow right through, and would Tom prove equal to the test to come. Richard knew there was only one way to find out, and that was to proceed as planned. He was so far satisfied with the way in which Tom had reacted to the full intubation, to the variations that had been imposed upon his breathing, and that he had obviously enjoyed the active catheters and the cock sheath and hydraulic dildo.

Both rubbermen in the chairs were now fully conscious and breathing pure oxygen once more. All systems had been reactivated which meant that all active tubes were working, the masks were pulsating on the men's faces, as were the heavy rubber cock-sheaths, and the dildos were in action as before. Hans had resumed his work on the nipples, and each man could see the other. Richard had discontinued the transfer of fluid between Tom's and Karl's bladders, and his next step was to deactivate the catheters in their cocks and cause the catheters to withdraw. After that he returned both men to natural breathing, but he maintained the function of them breathing to and from each other's lungs, together with the occasional oxygen supplement into the system.

Richard nodded to Hans who immediately stepped up the nipple action, while Richard increased the activity of the cock sheaths gradually, and increased the dildo activity. His intention was to bring both men to simultaneous orgasm. He knew both were ready for it, and he intended that the build up would be slow and relentless; he wanted both men , but Tom especially, to experience gut-wrenching orgasm, and he instructed Hans to get really heavy on the nipple work. The reaction of both men was immediate. They began writhing in their rubber bonds, and the rate of respiration between the two men increased rapidly, and as it did so Richard gave them a good blast of Amyl, and at the same time set the cock sheaths to a slow but tightly gripping pulsating action.

Tom, who by now had recovered his senses fully, and had, so far as was possible in the time that elapsed, rationalized his dream experience, and for the moment put it behind him, now realised that Richard wanted to go for orgasm. He wondered if Karl would also share this experience with him ,and he looked at the big rubberman, and could see that his cock sheath was pumping just as hard as his own, and decided that they would shoot together. His nipples felt wonderful and his cock was rampant within the heavy rubber sheath, while his ass was alive with sensation. Yes, he told himself, I am ready for this, but Richard was not going to let either man shoot without a long slow build up; he wanted them to experience that tingling feeling in their loins that would merge into ecstatic anticipation that would in turn cause their cocks to throb involuntarily, until finally, that feeling coupled with the wonderful feeling emanating from their prostates would culminate in a long and profoundly satisfying ejaculation from each man.

Richard managed his men expertly, and the climax came just as and when he had determined. Tom thought that he would lift bodily out of the chair when the amyl hit, and Hans began to lay into his nipples really heavily, but it was the insistent throbbing of the cock sheath that really drove him wild. He felt that he was being milked slowly and without mercy. The whole of his lower body was tingling with sensation, he felt his scrotum tighten up and then suddenly he felt the wonderful surge begin deep within himself. He felt the muscles of his ass grip the pulsing dildo as the spasms of pure male sex urge began to rampage through him and erupt time and time again into the unrelenting cock sheath. He was breathing heavily, and because his breathing was still directly linked to Karl's he knew that Karl was sharing the same experience with him, and that they both shot together.

Richard and Hans, watching from the console thrilled to the sight of these two fit young rubbermen in sexual extremis. Both reacted visibly, writhing about in their chairs in paroxysms of sexual ecstasy. Richard knew from past experience that watching Karl when he was at orgasm was always almost as exciting as having the orgasm himself, and Tom did not disappoint in this respect either. Richard knew that some relief was essential for both men immediately, but he planned only limited relief. He stopped the action of the cock sheaths, eased the pressure of the masks and stopped them pulsating. He also suspended the activity of the dildos, although he did not withdraw them, nor did he withdraw any of the intubation, although he was ready to withdraw Tom's stomach tube if necessary. Richard restored both men to breathing independently of each other and of the machine, and having satisfied himself that all was well with both men, sat back with Hans to relax, both were beginning to feel the strain of concentration and were glad of a few moments of inactivity.

The two rubbermen, for the moment spent, lay back calmly in the chairs. Tom was thankful for the respite that Richard had provided. He closed his eyes and relaxed; orgasm had never previously been like that, and he wondered idly if it ever could approach such an intensity ever again. He did not know it, but he was very soon to find out. Karl would not come again, Richard wanted him to be as fresh and alert as possible for the final stages of his planned program.

Over the ensuing hours, the two Rubbermen would again experience several times all that had gone before since they had been strapped into the chairs, except that Tom would be brought regularly to orgasm until he reached a point when he was beginning to feel he could endure no more. He had, alas, no power of decision in this matter, Richard demonstrated this to him time and time again, and despite the feeling of exhaustion that was beginning to creep over him, Tom was brought to robust and thrilling orgasm time after time, until, having read the signs in his monitors, Richard decided that for the moment, enough was enough. He initiated the feeding process for each man once more, and then conscious of his own, and Hans' need for rest, he stopped all systems, withdrew all intubation and blacked out the lenses in the men's goggles and settled them for sleep, while he and Hans took turns to rest and to monitor the two rubbermen who both fell into natural sleep while still bound into the chairs.

Several hours later, Richard, refreshed after sleep and food, gently reactivated the heavy black moulded rubber cock sheaths on Karl and Tom. The gentle rhythmic pulses brought both men slowly to wakefulness. Tom's attempts to yawn, stifled as they were by the impediment of his huge rubber gag and his mask brought him quickly back to the reality of his situation. Opening his eyes he could see the massive rubber figure of the masked Karl stirring in his chair. He put his hand up in greeting; the big muscleman responded, making some 'good morning' noises into his mask which Tom was able to interpret.

Allowing the two chair-bound rubbermen a few minutes to re- orient themselves, Richard set about his routine check of his monitors and the systems, and finding that everything was in order, began the day's work by reactivating the dildos deep within the two rubbermen. He had decided against a further feeding interval for them, although he re- inserted all the intubation into the two men as it had been the previous night. His strategy was, by repeating several times all that the two had been subjected to earlier, to render Tom into a state of near- exhaustion. His first objective was to find a point at which Tom might feel forced to admit that he had had enough and could take no more. The point at which this occurred, if it occurred at all, would give Richard a finite indication of Tom's tolerance, which, he had to acknowledge, had so far proved to be prodigious, and was, so far as he was able to determine at that stage, very nearly the equal of Karl's. His primary purpose, however, was to engender within Tom, by wearing him down, physically and mentally, a sense of vulnerability.

The procedures of the previous day re-commenced, the only differences being that there was no interval for feeding, nor was there any use of gas until right towards the end, however Richard did, as part of his wearing-down technique, use amyl much more frequently on Tom, who by now had lost all idea of time and date. It was in fact well into Sunday when Richard began the final phase of Tom's program. Richard brought Tom to orgasm as often as he detected that Tom felt a need; no longer did he tantalize him by using tactics to delay orgasm, or divert Tom's attention elsewhere. He was determined that by the time Tom left the chair he would be totally spent sexually, and that his fatigue would be psychological as well as physical.

The hours went by, and with the approach of evening, it was clear to Richard that Tom was no longer in the first flush of sexual condition; although he was showing signs of wilting, Richard was surprised by Tom's physical and sexual stamina, which went far beyond his expectations. Karl, meanwhile had once again begun wrestling with his own dilemma, and the day passed agonizingly slowly for him. Richard sensed this, and for much of the time he kept the big guy on Entanox, which he knew Karl loved.
Tom's final orgasm was, in contrast to his earlier, more vigorous displays, a long, drawn out business, and Richard knew that his objective had been achieved. Signaling to Hans that Tom was incapable of further orgasm, the big German began his preparations for sorting out the various tubes and valves and other items of equipment as they were disengaged from Tom and Karl, but not before Richard gave Tom a gentle dose of Halothane. He knew Tom really liked the Halothane, and as the first whiffs hit him, he let out a contented sigh. There just enough to give Tom a pleasant 'buzz' before Richard put him back onto pure Oxygen, which Richard allowed him to breathe for about five minutes, as he gradually increased the pressure on Tom's mask once more to savage tightness. Watching the monitor, Richard could see from the increase in Tom's blood pressure and the accelerating of his heart rate, that in his worn down state of mind, this was almost too much, and that for the first time, Tom was showing signs of agitation. Hans paused in his preparations, and together with Richard, noted with satisfaction that Tom's reaction was exactly as they had hoped.
Richard and Hans looked at each other, a moment for them to savor was imminent; a rubberman's introduction to Ether always excited then both, and Tom's introduction was only seconds away. With consummate artistry, Richard quickly threw one switch and then closed it immediately. This gave Tom a lungful of his beloved Halothane, but by the time he drew his next breath, Richard had already thrown another switch which gave him a lungful of Ether. The potent vapor overwhelmed Tom, and he began to struggle in his chair, fighting frantically to free his arms, his one thought being to rip the mask from his face. The panic induced within him by the Ether was exacerbated by his state of exhaustion, and so overwrought did he become that it was several seconds before he realised that there was no more Ether, he had had only one breath, and as far as Tom was concerned that was enough, and he subsided into his chair totally exhausted, and really wondering if he could take any more. His morale had sunk to an uncharacteristically low level, and when he looked over to Karl, who appeared quite calm and relaxed, for he was unaware that Karl had not shared his exhausting routine, he felt even lower.

Tom had got this far without protest to Richard, but he felt now that he had taken as much as he could, and was wondering what Richard's reaction would be if he used the safe word and asked to be released. He would never know the answer to that, for as he was about to give the sign, Richard's voice came into his ears, ' That's fine, Tom. We have now completed the program, be patient while Hans releases you. When you are free, make your way to the ante-room, and the boys will come and help you out of your suit. You may shower there, after which refreshment will be available for you upstairs, and the boys will show you to your room. Get a good night's sleep, and when you are ready, you are free to leave when you wish in the morning. Thank you for your co-operation.'

The voice had been crisp and unemotional; there had been no warmth, no hint either of approval or disapproval. The words uttered had been those of dismissal. The sense of anti-climax within Tom was total; his normally buoyant spirits were lower than he had ever known. He looked toward Karl for some sign of re-assurance, but the big rubber guy sat motionless in his chair, giving no sign; Tom could not know that he was struggling with his own spirits; that he was summoning all his physical and mental strength to carry him through the ordeal he knew lay ahead for himself and for Tom.
Methodically, Hans began the intricate process of disconnecting the equipment from the two rubbermen prior to their release from the chairs. He worked carefully, and somewhat to Tom's irritation, with maddening slowness. While he was waiting for release Tom had time to reflect upon what he had experienced. His first thought was that it had been an incredible amalgam of enjoyment and endurance, although he had to admit that the enjoyment far outweighed the endurance. Why then did he have such a depressing sense of failure, he asked himself over and over. His ruminations were interrupted by Hans indicating that he was now released from his bonds and that he was free to rise from the chair. Movement at first was almost painful for Tom. His limbs felt stiff and heavy, and as he stood he swayed slightly, steadying himself by gripping the arm of the chair. As he unplugged Tom's umbilical cord, the final act of disconnection, Hans gestured with his hand towards the ante room. Slowly Tom made his way towards the big double doors glancing, as he moved, towards Karl who remained motionless in the chair, now freed of all his tubes and mask, but still strapped in; there was no sign from Karl.

Alone in the ante room, Tom sank thankfully onto the bench, occupying the spot he had sat on the previous Friday, when the two magnificent rubbermen had entered silently and proceeded to dress him. How high his hopes had been then, he thought to himself, how low he felt now. Wearily he placed his elbows on his knees, noticing as he moved that the suit felt less comfortable than it had - he had almost forgotten he was wearing it. He shivered despite the fact that the room was warm, and he felt a clamminess upon his skin. The suit was no longer air-conditioned after the umbilical cord had been unplugged, and now all he wanted was to be out of the suit, to shower, and if he could manage it, escape tonight from this house. He thought of Karl, he felt that if he left tonight, and Karl cared anything for him as he professed, the big guy would find him somehow, now he just wished that Karl and Hans would get a move on and get him out of this suit.

Tom sat with his head in his hands dejectedly for what seemed like ages, although it was less then twenty minutes. What, he wondered, can be keeping them. Suddenly everything felt different. One elbow slipped off his knee, he felt slightly dizzy and found it was difficult to regain his position, and for one awful moment he feared that he was going to pass out, the floor beneath his feet felt as if it was moving, and coming up to meet him. He swayed, and tried to grip the edge of the bench to stabilize himself, but could not manage it; he had lost his sense of balance. He looked up frantically, intending to call out for help. The words died on his lips; before him stood the massive rubbered and masked figures of Hans and Karl. They leaned forward and seized Tom under the arms and hauled him roughly to his feet. Tom had not heard them enter, he began to babble his relief at seeing them, but again the words died. With a chill of horror, Tom realised that he could hear nothing, not even the sound of his own voice. Upon entering the room, Hans had activated a tab on his belt which had caused the plugs in Tom's ears to block all sounds to his auditory nerves, rendering Tom profoundly deaf. The electronic silence produced the same conditions that would be experienced by an individual who was congenitally deaf. The effect upon Tom, apart from robbing him of his balance and his hearing capability, was to create the perception within him that Karl and Hans were menacing rubber automatons who intended him no good. They, of course knew this, and so they moved with deliberate slowness to reinforce the impression upon Tom; that to Tom they moved in total silence made the encounter all the more unnerving. He looked first at Hans and then at Karl. They were different, and seeking out their eyes, as do all victims of their tormentors, hoping to see a spark of compassion perhaps, or a clue to motive maybe, Tom saw neither - just hard, uncompromising determination. That was it! He realised in a flash - he could see their eyes through the lenses of their masks, whereas before Hans had black eyepieces, and Karl had silver ones. Realizing that both men now had clear lenses, Tom sought to make eye contact with Karl, but his pleading look met with an unflinching black and stony stare. The rough handling went on, and Tom wondered why they were taking him to the shower while he was still in his suit. Having dropped his head in his despair, it was several seconds before he realised that he was being dragged back into the operating room.

Tom's attention was drawn to that unwelcome fact by the huge light over the operating table which cast its cold and clinical glare in a huge oval beam over the whole area of the table and its immediately surrounding area. The rest of the room was in darkness. He could see only steel and rubber, the former glittered while the latter gleamed; there was an aura of menace about everything Tom could see - erotic menace to be sure, but Tom was in no condition to appreciate that, and as he was dragged, now struggling, towards the table he saw the rubbered and masked figure of Richard sitting motionless at the head. By his side was the pristine anesthetic machine and cupped in one hand was a huge black rubber anesthetic mask. His own mask also had clear eyepieces now, and the stare from within the mask was cold and unblinking; Richard moved not a muscle.

At the table Hans and Karl made short work of hoisting Tom up on to it. Both men were big enough and strong enough to be able to hold Tom's upper body with one hand, while getting a leg each into the stirrups, and with one click of a broad strap, secure it. That done, they could concentrate on subduing Tom's upper body and flailing arms. His exhaustion forgotten, Tom felt as though he was fighting for his life. He was shouting his protests, but being unable to hear them himself, he instinctively shouted louder and louder until he was shrieking at them to let him go, that he had had enough and could take no more. His screams and shrieks appeared to fall upon ears as deaf as his own.

Richard was taken aback by the fuss Tom was making. He understood that the lad was sated with sexual experience, and that he neither needed or wished for further sexual stimulation; he himself had been the deliberate instigator of that condition. What surprised him was that Tom still had enough energy to struggle and protest with such vigor. He waited while Hans deftly with one hand restraining the still struggling Tom plugged an umbilical cord into Tom's suit with the other hand, whereupon Richard was able to consult his monitors. Predictably the reading showed that Tom's blood pressure was very high and that his heart rate and respiration were also well up on normal readings, they were however well within normal levels for a man of Tom's age and fitness when the degree of stress was taken into account; Richard deemed it safe to proceed. He did not hurry; the induction of a candidate such as Tom into the experience of the erotic pleasures of black rubber anesthesia through the medium of Ether never failed to excite Richard. He regarded Ether as the king of anesthetics. His long clinical experience in the discipline had taught him that although it was one of the oldest and, in the view of many of his professional colleagues, crudest agents, and that despite the development of many sophisticated and, from the patient's viewpoint, much more palatable agents, Ether remained one of the safest and most effective anesthetics available. For the patient, upon induction there was the terrifying sense of panic when the Ether was first inhaled, and upon recovery there was frequently an unpleasant feeling of nausea. These side-effects were minimal when compared to those which could arise from certain more modern agents - 'designer' anesthetics, Richard called them. There was also the problem of dealing with the highly explosive properties of the Ether vapor, easily overcome however with sensible precautions.

Professional considerations to one side, as a connoisseur of the eroticism of anesthesia, Richard's opinion of Ether was equal with his professional evaluation of it. There was of course, a psychological dimension; mention anesthetics to the lay public, and most will think immediately of 'gas' or 'Ether', the names of the other, modern, specialist agents are unknown to them. Add to that, Richard opined, the fact that the majority of people dread the idea of having an anesthetic; he firmly believed that in cases where patients presented themselves for routine, corrective surgery, as opposed to those unfortunates who needed radical, and possibly maiming procedures, the overwhelming majority feared the anesthetic far more than they did the surgery, and the anesthetic they feared most of all was Ether. They had all heard tales of the overwhelming, suffocating effect patients experienced when given Ether; tales of terrified, struggling patients being held down while they were put 'under'. In the minds of the uninitiated, Ether had a formidable and terrifying reputation, a reputation that had obviously firmly implanted itself in the mind of Tom, as he demonstrated when given a sample of it while in the chair.

Richard's purpose was to disabuse Tom of these fallacies, and to educate him into the delights that were attainable through the carefully controlled administration of Ether in an erotic context, and more specifically, so far as Richard was concerned, in a black rubber erotic context. He had deliberately worn down Tom's physical and mental resistance knowing that when he came to administer Ether to him, his perception of the horrific effect would be heightened. There was no malicious or sadistic intent in Richard's motivation, on the contrary, if all went according to plan, and he had taken every available precaution to ensure that it should, once he had guided Tom through the threshold of the horror, then the exciting erotic experience ahead of him would be thrown up in even sharper contrast; as he prepared to act now, Richard savored the prospect.

American Horror Story House Calls

2011-10-13T13:16:00.000-07:00

FX is running a "House Call" contest for people to arrange a American Horror Story-type scenario at home with the show producers (obviously a promotional tactic). Some of the uploaded ones are below. For some context Chapter 4 is the episode starring Dylan McDermott and Jessica Lange with the rubberman in the creepy house they've moved into.

Here are a some of the submissions:

Should we be elated or disturbed that a shiny fully covered rubberman elicits such strong reactions?!?! If anything, the rubberman House Call seems to be the most popular and easiest scare to administer...