March 31st, 2010
Dr Rubber by Rubberman.
Dr. Chett used a variety of recruiting techniques. One of the reasons was, he liked to see how many different types of guys he could turn into perverted rubbermen, who had no previous attraction for rubber at all. It was a kind of challenge at first – then it became a part of Chett’s daily routine – looking for subjects, from all walks of life.
Chett sent his foot-soldiers into bars, and put them on line in chat rooms, had them planted in escort agencies, in the army, in the police force – anywhere he could entice a guy off the beaten track, and turn him into a rubber sex-pig before he knew what was happening to him – before the kid could save himself.
That’s how they got a hold of the Skinhead. This guy had no interest in rubber – but clearly got off on wearing tight jeans and lace-up boots. He was also a biker – and Chett decided that was the way to break him. Chett always had a recruiting officer in bike-clubs and bike shops and service stations. So Chett ordered a biker he controlled to start working up an acquaintance with the Skinhead, and begin the recruitment process into Chett’s stable of fucked-up rubber slaves…
March 18th, 2010
Rubber Raunch Night by Gayskin.
My cock twitched in anticipation as I pulled up my shorts, encasing it in the skintight rubber. It felt good as the rubber moulded itself around my crotch and ass. I groped myself, my cock stiffening further. At 6.5″ my cock is probably around average size but looking at myself in the mirror, the tight rubber made it look huge. The shorts had an all-round zip for easy access; I pulled on a rubber T-shirt and stepped into my rubber waders to complete the outfit. I felt ready for a sleazy night of raunchy rubber sex.
I arrived at the club and removed the loose fitting flight suit that I’d worn for the journey. I bought myself a drink and stood in a corner from where I could watch the rest of the customers. The place was comfortably busy and about 50% of the people were in rubber outfits. There were some seriously horny guys around, lots of skinheads in skintight rubber outfits – I hoped that I was in for a fun evening.
As I stood there a 6ft 3″ skinhead wearing full length rubber suit came up and stood alongside me. Without even speaking to me he unzipped part of his suit and fished out an impressive looking dick. He pointed it in my direction and let go with a hot stream of piss. He aimed it for the small patch of bare thigh between the bottom of my shorts and the top of my waders. As the hot liquid hit my leg and started to trickle down into my waders my cock sprang to attention. I groaned out loud and smiled at him. He continued to ignore me, just concentrating on ensuring that all his stream hit the mark…
March 6th, 2010
Rubber Life by rubberboy.
Ive got the works realy suits.hoods.gags restraints but to be honest ive never realy found the guy to do what i need done to me.Untill last week!
I was heading out for a drink with a couple of m8s we headed out early just after 6pm as id had a shit day.you know the ones where everything goes wrong.so by the time the first vodka hit the glass i realy needed it.
We had all been in the pub for about an hour when 2 guys walked in, both about 6 ft tall shaved heads, one in particular was realy handsome.he was wearing a tight white T shirt that realy showed off a big well worked chest and the faint outline of a 6 pack.not to mention the biceps that stretched the t shirt each time he took a drink.tight leather jeans and boots completed his outfit.”must be a biker” i thought…
