Misunderstood

From gayfetishgoth:

The latex fetish is one that is often misunderstood. True, latex fetishists are often aroused and by the look, feel, sound and smell of rubber, but that is not necessarily where the intoxication comes from… Consider that a latex shirt in the closet or on the floor, and it might elicit some desire or trigger memories of past enjoyment, but that is not the overpowering floor of eroticism that makes it such a powerful fetish. Rubber needs a body inside to complete the package. Rubber traps his scent and his sweat. The heat of his body activates the scent of the latex, and the scents combine into a uniquely erotic musk. The glossy black (or colour of your choice) stretched taut across the countours of his body, his muscles, resisting as they strain against it, rippling and shimmering as he moves. Yes, latex hides the flesh, yet it also accentuates it by being highlighted and countoured by the membrane of gloss which cradles each countour, crease and shape of the body beneath; given weight by the reflections of light and shadow on the glossy surface. Put a man in rubber, even an androgynous man, and he is very clearly masculine. The latex accentuating his body, his shape. It is an ideal cumulation of the senses, making it raw eroticism; the masculine made more so.

Put a man in latex, and his sensuality and masculinity increases tenfold.

This is a great description of the perception of latex by those who love and appreciate it. I have been thinking more about where my latex addiction comes from, and this will be something I will post about in the near future.