Overnight Tied Down in a Rubber Sleepsack

Honestly, I've yet to have a great nights rest in a sleepsack. What little sleep I do normally get is down to the exhaustion of a heavy session prior to being sacked for the night. Not that my complaint inspires much sympathy out of most tops! And I have to say, there is something very pleasurable about waking up in bondage. The hazy feeling as your consciousness returns but the ability to move head and limbs being strangely vacant, is a VERY unique sensation. A moment of complete confusion and powerlessness.

You should definitely try it!

STORY: Josh's Debt Part 2

By popular demand, here's the second and sadly last part of Josh's story out on the web.

STORY: Josh's Debt part 2Written by boundpgh

Josh had horrible dreams. Dreams of growling dogs chasing him and attacking. He tried to run but he was being held by a great beast of a man. The dogs were getting closer and closer until finally…

Pup-Josh woke up. He looked around confused. It had been a dream. There were no dogs chasing him. But the horror of what had happened came flooding back. He was locked in a rubber dog suit, unable to speak and barely able to move, locked in a steel cage in an unknown windowless dark place.

But pup-Josh wasn’t alone. In the cramped cage with him was Jason – his best friend. At least Jason was his best friend. After what Jason had did to him the night before, he wasn’t sure what the world was coming to.

Pup-Josh had to escape. He sat up on all fours. But how? Through the dim light he could see that his hands were encased in some sort of rubber mitts that turned his hands into paws and making them virtually useless. But even if pup-Josh could use his hands he still couldn’t get to the tight, unforgiving leather buckles, as he could not undo them due to the padlocks that kept each firmly secured.

Feeling hopeless – pup-Josh sat back and felt a sharp jolt of pain as the rubber tail that poked out drove the massive butt plug deeper into his sore hole. With his hands trapped in the mitts he couldn’t grab onto the tail and the plug was too big to force out on its own.

Pup-Josh began to scream into his muzzle. He began pounding against the locked cage. He was filled with anger and fear – not truly knowing what he was doing.

Leather Top and his Rubber Pups

These photos have been floating around on Tumblr for a while but they represent such a big fantasy of mine I thought I'd gather them together in a post. It's such a hot image. Being head to toe rubber and kept on a leash by a beautiful man in his full leather uniform. Anyone with me? Woof indeed!

I'd like to credit but I don't know who they are or who took them. Do you?

STORY: Josh's Debt

STORY: Josh's Debt
Written by boundpgh

Perfection. Thats what Josh saw everytime he looked in the mirror. Perfect face. Perfect hair. Perfect chest. Perfect legs. Perfect ass. And perfect dick. Josh's dick should not be overlooked and really couldn't be. At 8 inches hard and thick, women never forgot it...Josh made sure of that.

Josh turned on the shower and started a good lather. Josh was the ladies man of campus. A modern adonis, he had the looks and personality that made ladies swoon (and some men...). He and his best buddy Jason had been captain's of the swim team and were known as an unstoppable team...both wealthy, charming and good looking; they both got what they wanted and lived on the edge.

Josh stepped out of the shower and unfogged the mirror. He reached for the shaving cream and razor. His baby face rarely needed a shave, but he had a bit of hair on his chest that needed tending to. Years of swimming had made Josh love a smooth body. The only hair he had was his curly blonde locks on his head and crotch. After taking care of the offending hair Josh pulled on a pair of boxer briefs and headed to the closet.

He wasn't sure what to wear tonight. If it was an ordinary night he'd put on his tight jeans, a tight shirt and leave it at that. By the end of the night he was usually wearing nothing and on top of the sheets… But tonight he was meeting with Eddie.

Both Josh and Jason loved bar hopping, chasing tail and living dangerously. Most people thought the two were brothers… During one night of debauchery, Andy and Jason wandered into a bar neither had ever been in. Inside were guys in expensive suits and even hotter women. After having an uncharacteristically tough night with the ladies, the duo was about to leave when someone offered to by the boys a drink.

"The Gimp" goes mainstream again. "Lapalux - Without You"

It's quite a cool, chilled out track and the video has rather dark thoughtful themes. Always good to see some latex in surprising places.

STORY: A Hell Of A Way To Earn A Living

A Hell Of A Way To Earn A Livingby Hooder

There were three things that made Matthew a very successful rent boy. The first was his cute, boyish good looks, with clear blue eyes, kissable lips and short blond mohican; the second thing was his firm, muscular body - the curves and bulges of which he showed off to best advantage with skintight, ripped leather jeans (which he wore with no underwear), DMs, tight white teeshirt, leather jacket and studded belt; and the third was the fact that every movement, every expression - even the way he just stood - simply oozed sex. He was a natural.

Even though he'd been hustling for some time now, he never tired, as he leant back against the railings, of watching passing guys - and women - glance at him, then do a double-take, and slowly scan their eyes down his tight body, undressing him in their minds. It was not unheard-of for people to walk into lampposts while their attention was on him.

He reached into the pocket of his leather jacket for a cigarette, but his fingers made contact instead with the wad of notes which he'd earned already today. He pulled them halfway out and looked at them, smiling, before returning them to his pocket and taking out the pack of cigarettes. He lit up, and breathed out the smoke contentedly. Life was good.

"Hi."

Matthew jumped as he turned towards the voice by his shoulder - he hadn't seen the man approaching. "Oh hi. Didn't see you."

The man was dressed in very heavy black leathers with a backpack, and wore a black crash helmet through which only his grey eyes were visible. Matthew got the feeling that the man was not young.

"How much?"

"Depends what you wanna do, mate." Whatever he wanted to do, thought Matthew, the price was going to be high.

"I want to tie you up, tease your cock, and make you cum. Nothing else."

"O-kay," said the punk slowly. It would certainly be would be easy money.

"Do you have facilities for bondage?" Asked the biker.

"Oh yeah. No problem."

"So how much?"

Matthew thought for a moment, then decided the figure would still be high. Easy as the money might be, there was nothing in the least bit sexy about this bloke. Even in his leathers - which were unusually thick, and looked more like industrial gear of some kind - he exuded an air of unattractiveness. Normally that wouldn't make any difference - business was business - but Matthew had made a fair amount already today and he really couldn't be bothered with this one. If he hung on for another punter he might get somebody more interestging.

Video: Some time in the cage...

In full rubber and locked down in a stress position. Time to think slave.

Boots and the blokes that worship 'em.

I've blogged about my obsession with boots before but I'm often coming across great images by and of others who clearly share my passion! Nothing beats an eager tongue on leather, especially that of a tall and tightly laced boot belonging to a dominant man. Enjoy.

Totally lickable!

Love this skin flick..

Leather AND boots.  Very hot.

By Sly Hands

Where you belong.

My perfect view.

My perfect position.

Lace em up good and tight!

Submissive boot bliss.

Leathered Verbal Smoke by Rampantrubber

Boots, Smoking, Leather and Verbal from a HOT dominant man.

STORY: Rubber Slave's New Life Begins

Rubber Slave's New Life Begins
by LookingForRubberMast

As Matt slowly came too, his senses were overloaded with a barrage of information. As he tried to move his arms and his legs, he was immediately aware that he was tightly bound, and could barely move a muscle. Even the tiny movements he was able to achieve sent waves of pain through his body. He had no memory or recollection as to why his body should be hurting so badly or how it came to be tied in its present position. He took inventory of his situation. His body was covered from head to toe in what he knew immediately to be thick rubber. He had felt the smooth constant pressure against his bare skin before. He usually loved that slick feeling of the rubber against his skin as he slowly began to perspire, but his time, the enormity of his situation caused his heart and lungs to stop momentarily in fear. He was laying prone on a hard surface. He could feel his legs spread out wide, and as he tried to move them, he could feel a series of straps holding him tightly down. The pressure of the straps was obvious on his ankles, below and above his knees, and across his thighs. Something even held his feet rigid, as he tried to twist his ankles to move his feet back and forth. He let out a soft moan in response to the realization that he had lost the use of his legs. The exploration cost him pain, as his muscles broadcast sharp jabs with each effort. He had no idea how long he had been bound in this position, or what happened to his body before he was tied. As his attention moved up his body, he felt an enormous pressure against his cock and balls.

Boots, Braces, Bombers & Bleachers

I can't resist 'em. I have an ever expanding personal photo archive of sexy skinhead blokes. Here are some of my favourite images. Grrr.

Sleepsack Isolation

Rubberdom2000 is back. In this video he's left his rubber gimp to stew for a bit of prolonged restraint in a strapped down sleepsack along with a sensory deprivation hood.

Rubberworm

Oh the moans, the moans.
This looks like one seriously tight sack. Gotta be some nice all over pressure ensuing total helplessness. Perfect!

London Rubbermen December Social

Ok, so I've been a bit slack and haven't updated the blog for a while  but Happy 2013!
December was pretty busy for me but I'm going to do my best to keep blogging this year.

First, I though I should post some photos from the last London Rubbermen group gathering of 2012. On the 29th Dec, a gaggle of horny rubber men met up a The Eagle in South London before heading over to Recon's Full Fetish event.

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London Rubbermen Shiny (almost) NYE Social

Ball Stretching in Rubber

If you've not seen Master Ralf's videos on Xtube before you really should check them out. He's posted some great rubber and bondage clips with lots of chains and electro thrown in. I really like the interaction between him and his rubberboys so will be posting a few of my favourite clips in the weeks to come.

Erotic Fetish Art by Drub

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Sexy Rubber Piss Boy

You can't deny it - this rubber guy is super fit. He shaves, he smokes and he shoots piss all over himself. What's not to like? ;)


You can check out sneakersboy28 on Xtube here.

Mr Hoist Rubber 2012

Another event to hit the London Calendar is Mr Hoist Rubber UK. This Saturday, guys will be competing for the title with the winner able to represent the UK at Mr International Rubber in Chicago. Let's hope it's a good one.

Hotwired 2012

This Saturday night see's one of London's now regular gay fetish events, Hotwired. Whilst there's a big focus on music and dark rooms, it's also a great social event with plenty of guys rubbered or leather up and ready to play. Can't wait!