Hope to see you there, and thanks to scubaccs / @rocket_pup for putting all of this together!
-rf
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Friday, May 11, 2012
Gearblast!
For those of you coming to visit Chicago for IML, the Gearblast party is a party you shouldn't miss. This will be 5 years for the Gearblast party at IML, and it's gone a few places as well -- check out http://www.gearblast.com
Hope to see you there, and thanks to scubaccs / @rocket_pup for putting all of this together!
-rf
Hope to see you there, and thanks to scubaccs / @rocket_pup for putting all of this together!
-rf
Thursday, May 10, 2012
On the Soapbox
Ok -- this is likely to piss some people off (some people I would count as friends, or close acquaintences), but I'm going to climb up on the soapbox for a moment.
I have a regular number of blogs that I read with a varying regularity -- daily, weekly, monthly. Over the past several years I have noticed more and more that blogs that started out as a smattering of thoughts and experiences behind the person eventually became twisted and changed -- changed in a way I disagree with.
It seems when a blog gets popular or starts getting a lot of hits, the first thing that happens is that the porn and gear manufacturers jump all over it, and there is obviously some (however small, likely) kick-back for the blogger posting their content. Think about it -- you've seen this -- the blogs have been invaded by Bound Gods, Serious Male Bondage, Mr S Leather to name a few.
Now, I dont have a problem with this from the standpoint of the vendors, my beef lies with the people behind the blogs. Whenever I feel like i don't have enough content, i just remind myself that I would rather continue to draw on my own experiences and thoughts to create my blog posts. For me (and this is a preference), to simply regurgitate porn unto my blog is a waste of my time, and of the readers time.
While from time to time, I may post some images or video from porn productions that I think are particularly appealing, that is by not by any means going to make up the 'Meat and Potatoes' of this blog.
I apologize to the friends I may have offended, including the great guys at Serious Male Bondage, who showed me a great time when i was last in the SF Bay Area. This is just a matter of preference and not a personal vendetta, so please don't take it that way.
I am just tired of great blogs being diluted by cookie-cutter-content.
Thanks for listening
-rf
I have a regular number of blogs that I read with a varying regularity -- daily, weekly, monthly. Over the past several years I have noticed more and more that blogs that started out as a smattering of thoughts and experiences behind the person eventually became twisted and changed -- changed in a way I disagree with.
It seems when a blog gets popular or starts getting a lot of hits, the first thing that happens is that the porn and gear manufacturers jump all over it, and there is obviously some (however small, likely) kick-back for the blogger posting their content. Think about it -- you've seen this -- the blogs have been invaded by Bound Gods, Serious Male Bondage, Mr S Leather to name a few.
Now, I dont have a problem with this from the standpoint of the vendors, my beef lies with the people behind the blogs. Whenever I feel like i don't have enough content, i just remind myself that I would rather continue to draw on my own experiences and thoughts to create my blog posts. For me (and this is a preference), to simply regurgitate porn unto my blog is a waste of my time, and of the readers time.
While from time to time, I may post some images or video from porn productions that I think are particularly appealing, that is by not by any means going to make up the 'Meat and Potatoes' of this blog.
I apologize to the friends I may have offended, including the great guys at Serious Male Bondage, who showed me a great time when i was last in the SF Bay Area. This is just a matter of preference and not a personal vendetta, so please don't take it that way.
I am just tired of great blogs being diluted by cookie-cutter-content.
Thanks for listening
-rf
Wednesday, May 9, 2012
Back at It
After a fully eventful weekend, I figured I may as well write something up about the goings on of late. First off, to the people that were reading the blog, I apologize for the long absence -- I've been concentrating my efforts elsewhere for the most part.
That said -- here are the juicy details of the weekend.
I had been talking to divepup for a little while about making a visit and getting to meet, and it finally panned out and he was able to come down. He arrived on Saturday morning around 11am, so before we got down to business, we went out and got some lunch (For you Chicagoans out there, I took him to Portillos -- a staple of Chicago fast food).
Upon returning to the house, I gave him the grand tour, ending with the playroom, and after we chilled for awhile, decided it was time to gear up and get the show on the road. I won't go into excruciating detail about what we did, so here are the cliff notes:
On saturday evening I had him get in his nice tight latex catsuit. I then put him in the leather sleepsack and rubber puffy hood, strapped tightly to the table, and gave him his first electro experience. In my experience most people don't take very well to electro, but he didnt seem to have any issue -- at least judging by the sounds and body language. After he got some 'relief' that way, I left him for quite a bit that way, and then finally locked his catsuit on and let him up so we could grab some dinner.
After dinner I could tell he was still being the insatiable pup I would expect (and still locked in rubber, I should add). He was eager to try the strap table, so i put him on it in his catsuit and helmet and put the robojac to work on him. Those of you who have a robojac know that sometimes it works on a guy, and sometimes it doesn't. In this case, it definitley worked and in no time at all, it had done it's evil work. Seeing as the robojac hadn't noticed that he had gotten off, I left it to work on him for awhile yet (he made plenty of cute/hot noises at this point). Eventually I let him up again, by then it was time to wind down a bit and head to bed.
Note: He was still locked in his catsuit from about 2:00PM at this point.
Sunday I woke up early (most who know me, know that i rarely sleep very much). He was up along with me, and I could tell that he was sporting some morning excitement through his suit. So, off to the playroom I went to fetch a whole lot of restraints and straps. He soon found himself in a nice tight spread-eagle (again in his helmet), for yet more electro torture. After a good bit of tormenting I allowed him to get off again (#3 but who is counting, right?).
By then it was getting to be around lunchtime so i decided I should had to finally release him from his catsuit (as he had nothing to cover it with when we went to get some lunch -- a problem which will be rectified next time). I unlocked his suit, and sent him to get cleaned up so we could get some food and he could air out a bit.
He had been in his catsuit continuously for 22 hours at this point -- his previous record having been 6 hours. I'd say he shattered that quite nicely -- we'll go for 36 at IML I think.
After lunch we went to perv out at the Dainese store in Schaumburg for a bit, and then came back home.
His last experience for the evening was two-fold. The first was a suspension in a leather mr-s suspension harness, in wetsuit, MX boots, helmet, gloves. I kept him this way for about an hour or so, but sadly as the case usually is, he started to get a little numb from the harness. After that I put him back on the strap table very tightly for another session with the robojac. After another hour of torment he managed to get off for the 4th and final time of the weekend.
Since I had already kept him about 3 hours later than I should have, we said some hasty goodbyes, and sent him on his way (several hours of driving away). Hopefully he'll come back for another visit sometime, though admittedly I'll have to find some new rides to give him if he does....
-rf
That said -- here are the juicy details of the weekend.
I had been talking to divepup for a little while about making a visit and getting to meet, and it finally panned out and he was able to come down. He arrived on Saturday morning around 11am, so before we got down to business, we went out and got some lunch (For you Chicagoans out there, I took him to Portillos -- a staple of Chicago fast food).
Upon returning to the house, I gave him the grand tour, ending with the playroom, and after we chilled for awhile, decided it was time to gear up and get the show on the road. I won't go into excruciating detail about what we did, so here are the cliff notes:
On saturday evening I had him get in his nice tight latex catsuit. I then put him in the leather sleepsack and rubber puffy hood, strapped tightly to the table, and gave him his first electro experience. In my experience most people don't take very well to electro, but he didnt seem to have any issue -- at least judging by the sounds and body language. After he got some 'relief' that way, I left him for quite a bit that way, and then finally locked his catsuit on and let him up so we could grab some dinner.
After dinner I could tell he was still being the insatiable pup I would expect (and still locked in rubber, I should add). He was eager to try the strap table, so i put him on it in his catsuit and helmet and put the robojac to work on him. Those of you who have a robojac know that sometimes it works on a guy, and sometimes it doesn't. In this case, it definitley worked and in no time at all, it had done it's evil work. Seeing as the robojac hadn't noticed that he had gotten off, I left it to work on him for awhile yet (he made plenty of cute/hot noises at this point). Eventually I let him up again, by then it was time to wind down a bit and head to bed.
Note: He was still locked in his catsuit from about 2:00PM at this point.
Sunday I woke up early (most who know me, know that i rarely sleep very much). He was up along with me, and I could tell that he was sporting some morning excitement through his suit. So, off to the playroom I went to fetch a whole lot of restraints and straps. He soon found himself in a nice tight spread-eagle (again in his helmet), for yet more electro torture. After a good bit of tormenting I allowed him to get off again (#3 but who is counting, right?).
By then it was getting to be around lunchtime so i decided I should had to finally release him from his catsuit (as he had nothing to cover it with when we went to get some lunch -- a problem which will be rectified next time). I unlocked his suit, and sent him to get cleaned up so we could get some food and he could air out a bit.
He had been in his catsuit continuously for 22 hours at this point -- his previous record having been 6 hours. I'd say he shattered that quite nicely -- we'll go for 36 at IML I think.
After lunch we went to perv out at the Dainese store in Schaumburg for a bit, and then came back home.
His last experience for the evening was two-fold. The first was a suspension in a leather mr-s suspension harness, in wetsuit, MX boots, helmet, gloves. I kept him this way for about an hour or so, but sadly as the case usually is, he started to get a little numb from the harness. After that I put him back on the strap table very tightly for another session with the robojac. After another hour of torment he managed to get off for the 4th and final time of the weekend.
Since I had already kept him about 3 hours later than I should have, we said some hasty goodbyes, and sent him on his way (several hours of driving away). Hopefully he'll come back for another visit sometime, though admittedly I'll have to find some new rides to give him if he does....
-rf
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