About the Author:
When you think of Rubber/SM stories, you think of Tim Brough. Editor of two important rubber/latex publications, containing countless hot, steamy tales of lusty adventure, plus authoring his own classic accounts of this mysterious genre.
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Flexible Tautness: Why Rubbermen Love Their Fetish It can be hard as armor plate. It can be spongy and soft like cloth padding. It can wrap around your body and hug as close as a reptilian second layer of skin. A good craftsman can fashion the finest of clothing from the widest variation of the same materials. It can be cheap, it can cost you plenty. It can make you feel hypermasculine, or it can make someone you wouldn’t cast a second glance in everyday situations attractive as a superhero. You probably thought I was talking about leather. I wasn’t. I was referring to rubber. Rubber holds an intense attraction for men whose fetish developed around it. As the editior of America’s largest male rubberist magazine, I frequently would get letters from men attempting to put their love for rubber into words. Some told me stories of using their mother’s dishwashing gloves to wrap around their dicks as youngsters. I’ve been sent stories about how men would sneak off to the barn or garage where they would masturbate while pressed against innertubes or tires. For many of us, it wasn’t a learned behavior. There was just something about the old gasmask in the attic or that tire swing, or the first pair of shiny black buckling galoshes that first triggered an unexplainable segment of the brain, the one that sends cascades of hormones to the appropriate reactive body zone. But why? How does something as simple as a photo of men in diving suits trigger such an intensively private erotic response for so many people? Rubber is like leather in many aspects where talk of the fetish reflex is concerned. Like most difficult-to-explain responses, you have to break it down to the five senses, which is what I’ll try to do here. First and most obvious is smell. There is nothing that can trigger the auto response of a hardcore rubberman like the scent of a closet or cabinet filled with well-cleaned rubber. Good, high quality rubber will have its own sexual musk to it, and it’s that reminder of what you’re about to give yourself that can get a rubberman aroused. In the way a Thanksgiving dinner in the oven can set one to salivating, for many, rubber smells of sex. Couple that with many rubber fetishists’ love of blue-collar gear (hazardous material [hazmat] suits, electronic protection gear, firemen, aviators and the like) or athletic gear (sport team suits, pads & plates, surf or dive wear), and there is the scent of men engaging in hypermale...
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