A Japanese artist has made a couple of projects titled "Vacuum Packing!" and "Vacuum Packing! Heartbeat", which as it's name suggests, involves vacuum packing a person completely in rubber, in suspension. While vac racks/beds are known for rubber fetish uses, this is the first time I've seen this in the mainstream. Well not really, as it's an art piece/installation, but you know what I mean. :) What really interests me about this is how the entire body is held in suspension rather than lying on your back, and that the rubber is coming from all directions forming a 3D cocoon rather than being squashed flat in a vac rack.
It would be hot to be completely encased in either one of those devices, particularly the 'Heartbeat' which appropriate sounds (*ahem*) could be pumped into the person inside.
Monday, April 17, 2006
Monday, April 10, 2006
The Aneros
Some months back, someone told me about the Aneros and so I looked it up and reading about it intrigued me, so yesterday I went out and bought one. It was rather expensive for a 'toy' but from the testimonials and reviews on other sites, it seems to work as advertised, and then some.
The Aneros itself looks like a fancy butt plug, but it's actually a specially designed prostate massager. Its base has a little knob which presses against your perineum. Once inserted into your anus, all the different parts just lock-in on the right places, stimulating the various erogenous zones simultaneously.
I had the evening to myself, so I followed the instructions carefully, and as excited as I was about trying it out, took my time to relax and get into the mood. The steps call for being in a relaxed state, and aware of the sensations that you're feeling. When you're comfortable with the Aneros inside, you'd start contracting your sphincter muscles. Learning how to control your muscles is key to using the Aneros, as it is completely controlled by contractions of your sphincter. The harder you clench it, the deeper it goes. It's a marvel how this all works. After a bit of practice, I found that I was stroking my prostate with the Aneros, and it felt really, really nice.
This relaxation, breathing and muscle control is very similar to Tantric sex and Kegel exercises.
Just by lying there and massaging my prostate completely hands-free, I reached a state of complete ecstasy and was writhing around on my bed. It was an orgasm I've never experienced before, one that was continuous and in waves, rather than a single explosion. As it was non-ejaculary, there wasn't a refractory period where I normally can't masturbate again for a few hours. So I just carried on and reached that peak a few times. I was dribbling pre-cum too which doesn't normally happen for me.
I managed to control myself and keep my hands of my cock till the very end, but will all that stimulation going on elsewhere, it got really hard, really quickly, and timing the strokes with the movement of the Aneros inside, the feeling was unbelievable. With the prior muscle practice, I was found it easier to control ejaculation and maintain the euphoria you'd normally get that few seconds before you cum. When I finally let myself go, my whole body was shuddering, and your sphincter normally contracts repeatedly and so this makes the Aneros stroke the prostate continuously, resulting in mind-blowing orgasm and a huge load of cum which ended up all over the place.
Needless to say, at the end of the hour-long session, I was completely drained, but very satisfied. Even now, the day after, I'm still feeling the pleasurable sensations around my prostate when I contract my sphincter muscles, as if the Aneros was still in there. No argument that is is one of the best things I've bought so far. I can't wait for the next chance I get to use it!
The Aneros itself looks like a fancy butt plug, but it's actually a specially designed prostate massager. Its base has a little knob which presses against your perineum. Once inserted into your anus, all the different parts just lock-in on the right places, stimulating the various erogenous zones simultaneously.
I had the evening to myself, so I followed the instructions carefully, and as excited as I was about trying it out, took my time to relax and get into the mood. The steps call for being in a relaxed state, and aware of the sensations that you're feeling. When you're comfortable with the Aneros inside, you'd start contracting your sphincter muscles. Learning how to control your muscles is key to using the Aneros, as it is completely controlled by contractions of your sphincter. The harder you clench it, the deeper it goes. It's a marvel how this all works. After a bit of practice, I found that I was stroking my prostate with the Aneros, and it felt really, really nice.
This relaxation, breathing and muscle control is very similar to Tantric sex and Kegel exercises.
Just by lying there and massaging my prostate completely hands-free, I reached a state of complete ecstasy and was writhing around on my bed. It was an orgasm I've never experienced before, one that was continuous and in waves, rather than a single explosion. As it was non-ejaculary, there wasn't a refractory period where I normally can't masturbate again for a few hours. So I just carried on and reached that peak a few times. I was dribbling pre-cum too which doesn't normally happen for me.
I managed to control myself and keep my hands of my cock till the very end, but will all that stimulation going on elsewhere, it got really hard, really quickly, and timing the strokes with the movement of the Aneros inside, the feeling was unbelievable. With the prior muscle practice, I was found it easier to control ejaculation and maintain the euphoria you'd normally get that few seconds before you cum. When I finally let myself go, my whole body was shuddering, and your sphincter normally contracts repeatedly and so this makes the Aneros stroke the prostate continuously, resulting in mind-blowing orgasm and a huge load of cum which ended up all over the place.
Needless to say, at the end of the hour-long session, I was completely drained, but very satisfied. Even now, the day after, I'm still feeling the pleasurable sensations around my prostate when I contract my sphincter muscles, as if the Aneros was still in there. No argument that is is one of the best things I've bought so far. I can't wait for the next chance I get to use it!
Wednesday, August 31, 2005
Coming Out
3rd August 2005 - The fateful day that I finally spilt the beans.
My mom had been visiting and staying with me, and the week before, she had met S at a dinner I had organized. In the following days, while just chatting to her, she kept mentioning that some of her closest friends are gay and how amazed she is when they show her glimses of their lifestyle, and how different it is in reality to what the media stereotypes homosexuals to be. I had no idea why she was telling me all of this.
On Tuesday night the 2nd, I was freaking out. I had been thinking of coming out to mom for a few months now, trying to figure out the right time and place, and thinking of what to say. She was staying with me, so i didn't feel comfortable calling up S on the phone to talk as the walls in this apartment are paper-thin. So I texted him and had him go online and chatted there.
S had already met her and enjoyed her company, and I believe the reverse was true too. He was utterly convinced she already knew about me being gay. But even still, I couldn't help but to worry and get anxious about how she would react, and anticipating the worst. I finally decided I'd take her out to brunch the next day.
Wednesday morning. I was up early and at my computer. Mom came in the lounge room for a bit, then was on her way to the kitchen to make her coffee... I stopped her and asked if she'd like to go out for brunch. She was a bit surprised but said she'd have her coffee first, then wash up and change.
We took a stroll down to a nearby cafe and had a leisurely breakfast, talking about all sorts. Work, family, my brothers. A few times I tried to steer the conversation to something which I could segue into my coming out. But it just didn't happen. We finished breakfast, mom even had a second cup of coffee. We got up, paid and started walking back. We'd have to walk through a park on the way back and I thought that'd be a great place to tell her... but we walked, and we talked, and I just couldn't bring myself to do it.
It was literally 2 doors away from my apartment block when I just stopped in my tracks. It was now or never. I couldn't get a better chance to do this, so I did. I told her, "Mom, I've got something to tell you." followed by a long pause. I tried to remember everything I prepared to say to her, but I blanked out. I continued, "OK, I'll just get straight to the point. I'm gay." Her response? "That's alright son... I kinda figured already."
My head was spinning. The sense of relief was unbelievable. All the pressure released like air from a balloon. The only thing I could think of to say at that point, was to ask her "so what made you think so?" Her answer was that it was from her observation at how I was unable to commit to my previous (hetero) relationships. This would mean she actually figured it out before even I did myself!
Back in the apartment, while she was preparing some lunch for my brother, I continued talking to her about me being gay and I was so relieved that she is so comfortable with the fact. She even picked up that S was my partner, even though nobody said a word and during dinner we were both trying our best to hide it.
When I told S all that had happened, he said it must have been one of the world's easiest coming outs ever. Almost a anti-climatic non-event, even. He was a little bit disappointed that there wasn't more drama involved, but still proud of me for what I did. I have to thank him for the support and encouragement to finally be able to be honest with my own mom.
I told a few of my gay friends about this, including B, from way back. It was also his birthday on that day and his reply was "That's the best birthday present I've ever got!". Another friend in Sydney thought I was utterly mad for having come out to my mom. But having said that, he had his family staying over a couple of weeks later, and he too decided to come out to mom. Apparently I was some sort of inspiration for him to do so.
On hindsight, I probably shouldn't have been as anxious as I was, but when you're put in that position, you just can't help to worry about what the outcome would be like. I'm out to my mom now, but still not to my brothers, nor to my 'old' friends who know me from school or uni life. They will all know, someday.
My mom had been visiting and staying with me, and the week before, she had met S at a dinner I had organized. In the following days, while just chatting to her, she kept mentioning that some of her closest friends are gay and how amazed she is when they show her glimses of their lifestyle, and how different it is in reality to what the media stereotypes homosexuals to be. I had no idea why she was telling me all of this.
On Tuesday night the 2nd, I was freaking out. I had been thinking of coming out to mom for a few months now, trying to figure out the right time and place, and thinking of what to say. She was staying with me, so i didn't feel comfortable calling up S on the phone to talk as the walls in this apartment are paper-thin. So I texted him and had him go online and chatted there.
S had already met her and enjoyed her company, and I believe the reverse was true too. He was utterly convinced she already knew about me being gay. But even still, I couldn't help but to worry and get anxious about how she would react, and anticipating the worst. I finally decided I'd take her out to brunch the next day.
Wednesday morning. I was up early and at my computer. Mom came in the lounge room for a bit, then was on her way to the kitchen to make her coffee... I stopped her and asked if she'd like to go out for brunch. She was a bit surprised but said she'd have her coffee first, then wash up and change.
We took a stroll down to a nearby cafe and had a leisurely breakfast, talking about all sorts. Work, family, my brothers. A few times I tried to steer the conversation to something which I could segue into my coming out. But it just didn't happen. We finished breakfast, mom even had a second cup of coffee. We got up, paid and started walking back. We'd have to walk through a park on the way back and I thought that'd be a great place to tell her... but we walked, and we talked, and I just couldn't bring myself to do it.
It was literally 2 doors away from my apartment block when I just stopped in my tracks. It was now or never. I couldn't get a better chance to do this, so I did. I told her, "Mom, I've got something to tell you." followed by a long pause. I tried to remember everything I prepared to say to her, but I blanked out. I continued, "OK, I'll just get straight to the point. I'm gay." Her response? "That's alright son... I kinda figured already."
My head was spinning. The sense of relief was unbelievable. All the pressure released like air from a balloon. The only thing I could think of to say at that point, was to ask her "so what made you think so?" Her answer was that it was from her observation at how I was unable to commit to my previous (hetero) relationships. This would mean she actually figured it out before even I did myself!
Back in the apartment, while she was preparing some lunch for my brother, I continued talking to her about me being gay and I was so relieved that she is so comfortable with the fact. She even picked up that S was my partner, even though nobody said a word and during dinner we were both trying our best to hide it.
When I told S all that had happened, he said it must have been one of the world's easiest coming outs ever. Almost a anti-climatic non-event, even. He was a little bit disappointed that there wasn't more drama involved, but still proud of me for what I did. I have to thank him for the support and encouragement to finally be able to be honest with my own mom.
I told a few of my gay friends about this, including B, from way back. It was also his birthday on that day and his reply was "That's the best birthday present I've ever got!". Another friend in Sydney thought I was utterly mad for having come out to my mom. But having said that, he had his family staying over a couple of weeks later, and he too decided to come out to mom. Apparently I was some sort of inspiration for him to do so.
On hindsight, I probably shouldn't have been as anxious as I was, but when you're put in that position, you just can't help to worry about what the outcome would be like. I'm out to my mom now, but still not to my brothers, nor to my 'old' friends who know me from school or uni life. They will all know, someday.
Sunday, December 26, 2004
The Year That Was
Wow. What a year it has been. A big year of growth and transformation for me. Death and rebirth.
At the time I started this blog, I was in an emotional flux, and only starting to explore my rubber fetish in earnest. I've since acquired some rubber gear, enough to proudly say I have a complete outfit now.
I've also met some interesting people and found love amidst some thorny experiences.
There was a big gap in my blog posts after that, but during that time, S and I have gotten closer and guess what, he's my boyfriend now. It kinda crept up on us. I didn't realize or even expect he'd be feeling the same about me. We've shared a lot of experiences together, and even had very similar situations happen in our respective lives. I've had a family tragedy this year and S was there to give me the support I needed badly at the time. He understood what I was going through and gave me a reason to live and look forward to.
I am totally at ease around S, and we've done a lot of exploring of my sexuality and fetish. We've had the most mind-blowing sex ever. He's introduced me to mild bondage with cling-wrap, the use of amyl and breath control. We've given each other the most sensual full body massages. I enjoy his touch and cuddles. And it's not always about rubber, we also enjoy plain 'ol vanilla sex. He is caring and sensitive, yet not pushy and demanding. He nurtures me without being constricting. We sometimes have differing ideas and preferences of fun, but we always work it out and accommodate each other's wishes.
I've come a long way with the awareness of who I am and what I like, sexually. I've also realized love comes in all shapes and sizes and that it doesn't matter what gender that person is. I have finally learnt what real love feels like and to further confirm that, I'm missing S dearly this festive season while we're both away at our respective family homes. I'm counting the days till I see him again.
At the time I started this blog, I was in an emotional flux, and only starting to explore my rubber fetish in earnest. I've since acquired some rubber gear, enough to proudly say I have a complete outfit now.
I've also met some interesting people and found love amidst some thorny experiences.
There was a big gap in my blog posts after that, but during that time, S and I have gotten closer and guess what, he's my boyfriend now. It kinda crept up on us. I didn't realize or even expect he'd be feeling the same about me. We've shared a lot of experiences together, and even had very similar situations happen in our respective lives. I've had a family tragedy this year and S was there to give me the support I needed badly at the time. He understood what I was going through and gave me a reason to live and look forward to.
I am totally at ease around S, and we've done a lot of exploring of my sexuality and fetish. We've had the most mind-blowing sex ever. He's introduced me to mild bondage with cling-wrap, the use of amyl and breath control. We've given each other the most sensual full body massages. I enjoy his touch and cuddles. And it's not always about rubber, we also enjoy plain 'ol vanilla sex. He is caring and sensitive, yet not pushy and demanding. He nurtures me without being constricting. We sometimes have differing ideas and preferences of fun, but we always work it out and accommodate each other's wishes.
I've come a long way with the awareness of who I am and what I like, sexually. I've also realized love comes in all shapes and sizes and that it doesn't matter what gender that person is. I have finally learnt what real love feels like and to further confirm that, I'm missing S dearly this festive season while we're both away at our respective family homes. I'm counting the days till I see him again.
Friday, December 24, 2004
Merry Christmas!
Wishing you all a Merry Christmas and a Happy (and rubbery) New Year. Be safe this holiday season!
Gas Mask
I've recently bought a gas mask from ebay. Although initially I never really thought of gas masks being sexy or horny, as I've chatted with fellow rubberists and hearing their experiences of incorporating a gas mask into their play, the idea warmed on me. I first tried on a few at Eagle Leather (a German m40 and Russian type) and it actually felt quite nice, having your head and face tightly enclosed, with the rubber or rubber-like material gripping tightly and slightly laboured breathing through the filters (and smelling the rubber.. mmm)
I didn't buy the masks I tried on at Eagle straight away, cos I couldn't justify the price at the time. So I went back and researched the different mask types and shopped around elsewhere, like the army disposals and on eBay. Sometime around the end of November I was just browsing on ebay and happened to see a good price for an american m17a2 gas mask, which had been recommended to me by someone. It was a bundle of the mask, plus a carry bag, chemical hood and a few other things, and the auction was ending in a few hours so I placed a bid, and surprisingly I won it. It was a pretty good price for what I was getting, but after adding shipping and money transfer fees, it wasn't exactly as good a deal as i thought it was. At best it was similar to what I'd have paid at a local army disposal shop.
When the mask arrived I gleefully took the postal slip to the post office to collect the parcel. It was bigger and heavier than I expected. I opened the package like a kid on Christmas morning. I tried it on immediately and it was better than the other two masks I tried at Eagle. Felt awesome, but I had to rush off to work so I didn't have time to have a good play with it. Although I ended up paying more than I would have liked, after receiving it and trying it on, I think it's worth every cent.
I didn't buy the masks I tried on at Eagle straight away, cos I couldn't justify the price at the time. So I went back and researched the different mask types and shopped around elsewhere, like the army disposals and on eBay. Sometime around the end of November I was just browsing on ebay and happened to see a good price for an american m17a2 gas mask, which had been recommended to me by someone. It was a bundle of the mask, plus a carry bag, chemical hood and a few other things, and the auction was ending in a few hours so I placed a bid, and surprisingly I won it. It was a pretty good price for what I was getting, but after adding shipping and money transfer fees, it wasn't exactly as good a deal as i thought it was. At best it was similar to what I'd have paid at a local army disposal shop.
When the mask arrived I gleefully took the postal slip to the post office to collect the parcel. It was bigger and heavier than I expected. I opened the package like a kid on Christmas morning. I tried it on immediately and it was better than the other two masks I tried at Eagle. Felt awesome, but I had to rush off to work so I didn't have time to have a good play with it. Although I ended up paying more than I would have liked, after receiving it and trying it on, I think it's worth every cent.
Thursday, November 04, 2004
Leggings from Invincible
My latest rubber purchase was a pair of leggings from Invincible Rubber. They were having a sale in August and offering a significant discount on their wares. I was quite concerned about the sizing and had shot a few emails to them with my measurements and I got a prompt reply recommending a "Small", so that's what I ordered.
The order took a few days to be processed, which was understandable as it was a bank holiday on the day I submitted it, and also it being the last few days of their sale and falling on a weekend. I'm guessing they must have had a deluge of orders to go through. After I got the confirmation email and the credit card billed, the package arrived in about a week from the UK. Pretty impressive.
As for the fit, it's amazing, for an off-the-shelf cut. I'd consider myself on the slim side and the rubber still fits skin tight, and the length is just perfect. They have leggings in a few styles and I had ordered the one with a through zip, from the crotch all the way to just above the bum cheeks. They did not specify the number of zippers on their web site so I had assumed there would be two, maybe three if I was lucky. To my surprise there were FOUR! Not that it's a big deal to me, but it does allow for more flexible configurations of use. ;)
The rubber is of a medium thickness and feels great. Soft and pliable enough that it forms a good second skin without being too uncomfortable.
I was recommended Invincible by a few friends and I would not hesitate to buy from them again and can vouch for their quality and service. Perhaps next time it'll be a catsuit. :)
The order took a few days to be processed, which was understandable as it was a bank holiday on the day I submitted it, and also it being the last few days of their sale and falling on a weekend. I'm guessing they must have had a deluge of orders to go through. After I got the confirmation email and the credit card billed, the package arrived in about a week from the UK. Pretty impressive.
As for the fit, it's amazing, for an off-the-shelf cut. I'd consider myself on the slim side and the rubber still fits skin tight, and the length is just perfect. They have leggings in a few styles and I had ordered the one with a through zip, from the crotch all the way to just above the bum cheeks. They did not specify the number of zippers on their web site so I had assumed there would be two, maybe three if I was lucky. To my surprise there were FOUR! Not that it's a big deal to me, but it does allow for more flexible configurations of use. ;)
The rubber is of a medium thickness and feels great. Soft and pliable enough that it forms a good second skin without being too uncomfortable.
I was recommended Invincible by a few friends and I would not hesitate to buy from them again and can vouch for their quality and service. Perhaps next time it'll be a catsuit. :)
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