How unusual, I think I have a problem! How and when to introduce a new man in my life to latex porn? Well it shouldn’t be a problem should it? Considering everyone that knows me also knows that I know everything about rubber and latex porn, – he should be the least surprised person in my life. But wait, actually he knows nothing about fetish, nothing about any of this, he’s open to suggestion and ideas, supposedly, but up until now enjoyed quite a fulfilled and satisfied life without anything deviant. He says he has no desires, no games he wishes to play, no judgement of me, and although interested in ‘other things’ it’s not critical to the wellbeing of our new relationship.

Ideal!

I get to start a new life of exploration, but wait a minute… How do I even go near the fact that I know and have even done things that he probably hadn’t heard of, let alone if he really would accept! Hmmm dilemma. I know stuff, I am happy knowing stuff, I’m happy with latex porn in my life, and he knows it. But do I share it, do I expect him to share it with me? Do I want him to share it with me? If not, am I keeping the old cliché relationship secret? Not if he agrees he couldn’t care less! All the more for me then!

For a minute there I was feeling bad again that I would dare admit to someone that having a fetish means I get turned on by something out of his control, but where the problem would be is if he couldn’t turn me on, and then I had to rely on my latex porn. But this isn’t the case, I can choose if I want to go watch it, and get all hot and bothered by it, but then he will only receive the outcome of that.  It’s not like he’s going to say no, nor do I have to shut my eyes and think of nothing but latex porn to carry on. So my question has changed from how and when to introduce him to latex porn, to DO I? Not if I can help it! This is my little thing which he accepts and he can ask if he wants it. (Mean while I have the upper hand and control over what I want heh heh, so I can still put ideas in his head!)

It covers the full range from standard porn, made-at-home porn and then the downright bizarre. None of it may be as big budget as some of the bigger feature porns currently out and dabbling in a bit of latex styling now and again. So why look at latex porn? As it’s mostly low budget, and small production groups enveloping even the home movie makers there’s has to be something to be said for respecting their inventiveness for keeping sex creative. OK, some things that can be done using latex are so niche to various fetishists’ interest that it may not be everyone’s thing. However, every fetishist knows that their thing for wanting to fuck a blow up penguin might not entertain everybody else and certainly won’t keep the entertainment going for 40 minutes – so the penguin fuck thing might only be a 5 minute insert in the whole film.

It has to be watched for the curiosity value alone. I don’t mean that if you happen to know up-the-butt sex isn’t for you then by applying the same principals you would rather ignore latex porn thankyouverymuch. A couple I spoke to, who aren’t indulgent fetishists, but happy party swingers love the fetish appeal of latex porn. It gives them ideas, games to play, strange equipment ideas to rehash from the low budget movie to play and share with their party folk. Like the whore in a box-cock sucking machine from karezza’s video of Stephanie.

Watching latex porn is a bit like the sci-fi B-movie of all porn. It’s for nerds who get a kick out of contraptions as well as sexily dressed girls. The ideas are sometimes ingenious, sometimes funny, which is great for quietly breaking the ice on revealing you have a deep inner perversion. It’s for learning about some of the safe and basic play you can have at home with rubber and it’s for learning about limits and safely balanced power play.

If you are a porn lover, then here is one thoroughly outlandish video to watch:

‘Stephanie’ by Karezza Videos. A slave girl gets taught all manner of learning to relinquish her body to rubber.

I made latex for myself, it was always part of my lifestyle. But I finally met someone who was proud of me, and wanted to try and promote me, take pictures etc, for my skills in making, and it seemed like natural progression to make it sell. Back in those days I was deluded with the idea that there was a market, and sector big enough to support my lifestyle (so far an expensive hobby).

But it was one hell of a learning curve. It was in learning how to expose myself in public – I mean as in my image, modeling! Modeling was a learning curve, I only wanted images good enough to last a rubber sale on ebay at the time. I thought that was my only target. I was at the point in the beginning, where I could not see how wide the market was, or what was on the other side of the hill. It was a shared learning curve in for him too; lighting latex, learning how to work with someone – which I never really learned anyway, because familiarity bred some kind of photographer bashing contempt when I was in rubber >:-]

I guess I kind of realised in the end my creativity wasn’t in just the rubber, it was in everything I did, and I wanted control of every level of that chain, from making through to the final image. If you never really get it, you’re never really 100% happy with the result.

I am looking back at the results nostalgically. So many of the designs were lost, sold over time, pictures on corrupted hardrives, stolen hardware, and it’s really hard to find original pictures… I will need to take some more snaps at home of my work to catch up with the inventory of STUFF. The pictures served their little task at the time of selling on ebay, but that is not where my market is so I left it behind. One day I might put a couple of items up there, but it wont be anything like trying to make a living out of sweatshopping my making skills again.

I see some people still do it on ebay, and I am glad they do cos I can’t be bothered with it all! I am such a lifestyle perv like any other, I keep an eye on any ebay bargains for rubber.

BUT, living latex, IS an expensive hobby, like any hobby is really. I have the lucky talent of being able to ‘make do’, ‘invent’, ‘make new’, and it was this ‘Talent’ out of reclaiming and saving expense that got me into making my own rubber in the first place…

I had converted my gallery boutique into a collection of rubber making, and it did not survive the mini economic market of the island. Sweat shopping my skills for an online presence to maintain the gallery in a cuthroat ebay audience took it’s toll. So I lost the boutique, and bottled out of internet selling, back into my own latex lifestyle. I do miss having the shop badly sometimes. It was base camp for my art. I do remember lots of island pervs coming out the closet to camp out on my time in the boutique while this madam got bored with their tales of Island repression.

Like I really give a shit. I have always acted free and unrepressed in my rubber, and particular pervism. These little wankers obviously never had the balls to live their life outside my shop. I even gave them opportunities to party in pervism on the Island by headlining the Island Fetish events which I started organising. There seemed to be an opportunity since so many people were delighted with my bizarre boutique. Unfortunately I left that behind too. Without the shop as base camp to run the events from, I was no longer tethered to the island, and found business elsewhere enough to take my mind off hosting parties there. Shame, no one really carried it on.

Actually I think I have a lot to thank for the original photographer who started me off on this train. He still supports my ideas now, and we’ve learned together through much of the picture sharing experience, that I might leak some of the more intimate ones out another time.