19 Dec 2015

2015 in review (2/2)

July
2015 has so far been a very rubbery year, which is not a bad thing at all, but July was a month where Colin and I were able to indulge in getting out on our bikes, we had some great days out in the sun. July also ended with me getting into my rubber catsuit and toesocks once more and heading down south for another extended session encased in the stretchy slick black stuff.  We also helped Echo and PJ to move into their lovely new home where the seed of getting a new car was sown during a conversation with Echo.



August
First day of this month marked another special occasion.  After spending the night wearing my catsuit and toesocks, I readied myself for the rest of the day in the same gear.  Devilkink encouraged me to wear my catsuit on the journey down to see them as the day which followed was a day out at Brighton Pride in full rubber as a pup in a crowd of thousands!  Publicly exhibitied in my skintight rubber and puppy hood, but in a group of other rubber and leather pups plus some handlers this wa a remarkable day out in the safe company of friends.  I'm proud to say that I managed to cope with a full 24 hours in rubber though my suit did bear the brunt of the extended use with a slight failure of the ass zip.
August was going to be a busy month though, GearBlast:UK was at the last weekend of the month and because of this we would be run off our feet organising and entertaining.  The days before and after the event would generally be pervy and social but the weekend itself was a success with both nights pushing my personal comfort limits with being extrovert, but also satisfying with a munch, gear market and gear karting filling the weekend with pervy activities for over 60 guys at any one time.


September
Following on from August and hosting Rocket and Gadget we would continue to have pervy fun, but ultimately we would be heading to Berlin for Folsom Europe with Pup Echo and YoungPJ69.  A great sense of camaraderie was felt amongst the group as we headed to Germany.  We were all due to stay in the same apartment and would be meeting Sealskin, Tomsmith, Devilkink and Rubbot at the location.  We were amongst the last to arrive but the whole weekend was again a combination of exhibitionism, all night partying, socialising and bumping into people/rubber hooded pervs I kind of recognised but wasn't able to connect with 100%.
The comedown from all of this was terrible though, two weeks of the best friends and pervy activities was hard to get over.  Planning for 2016 was soon under way.

October
A less than pervy month, but one which brought the biggest purchase of my life so far.  We upgraded our main car from an 8 year old Honda Civic to a three year old Vauxhall Ampera.  Will be paying this car off for a few years now but it's saving us bucket loads in fuel (it's a range extended Electric Vehicle or 'E-rev') which we are incredibly happy with though ownership isn't without its hiccups.
Zukipup visited us for a long weekend and we enjoyed some great food and pervy pup time together.
I also got to hook up with Martinisoft (who I met and had a very pervy and intimate time with at GearBlast:USA) for a weekend of fun and fuzzyness in London.  Though I wasn't in a fursuit, it wa
s great fun meeting other furries at the LondonFurs halloween meet.  It renewed my interest in making my own fursuit and also gave me a great deal on confidence after spending a wonderful weekend with my favourite Stormy.

November
Another return visit to see Echo and PJ ended up with my pupped up and taking my medium tail easily for a change, then tied up in the cage whilst Colin ended up in the sling.  A great pervy weekend that would mark our last visit to the pair in 2015 sadly.  We have arranged a visit in January to pup out and attend the first Pup Social in 2016.
Unfortunately we had a couple of weekends arranged which got cancelled at the last minute, this left us with spare time we didn't know how to fill.

December
The final leg of the year would prove to be a little bit of a rollercoaster, with a visit from a lovely pair of pups called Zeus and Hades showing us there are some genuinely sweet and humble people that we haven't met yet.
As I write this, the rest of the year has yet to happen, but the plans include a visit from long time friend Rubbot for Christmas evening and following weekend.  Although I'm working during the following week (it had to happen at least once!) we will also be hosting Devilkink and Armalyte over the new year, with some delicious plans for food, and hopeful ones for pupping out, we shall be seeing in the new year in (semi) new gear.

I wish you all a very happy Christmas and new year,  looking back over what I have done in this brief summary, I would be tempted to rattle on for pages and pages.  I set out to make this as short as I could, so if I have missed something then it's because I'm tired and wasn't intentional.

It's been good, 2016 is shaping up to be even better.

2015 in review (1/2)

2015 has been an awesome year, one of the best ever but it hasn't been without it's lows, but overall the positives have far outweighed the negatives.  I hope to concentrate on the good things!

January
Starting the year off I entered into a pact/competition with Devilkink to lose weight.  Our initial goal is to lose 1 stone.  The competition seemed to work well for us and we both lost a sizable chunk of excess making us both feel better about ourselves.
Also in January I attended my first Pup event, Pup Social hosted by BossBear and his team of pups which would be the seed sown for events later in the year.  Needless to say I felt a little apprehensive but eventually got pupped up and ended up really enjoying myself.  I was helped along also by Pup Echo and YoungPJ who generously allowed us to stay over.  We also enjoyed a social weekend with them planning our year ahead.


February
This month held news that we had to move home, so most of our spare time was taken up with finding a new place to live and get everything packed up.  Moving house is a stressful time, but now I'm commuting an extra 8+miles it could have been better, but we have a nicer home which is brand new we've settled in nicely only to constantly be thinking about moving closer to my work.
Some developments from the Pup Social revealed that good friend Devilkink wanted to become a pup handler and he only had eyes on one pup....Boots.  These talks would lead to us setting up a training session in March.

March
This is normally the month I celebrate my birthday but this month after revealing I was looking to be trained/handled as a pup, and Devilkink wanting to help us both become a partnership of pup and handler, this was going to fulfil a part of both our lives and become a great reason for us to both grow and push our boundaries.
Our first opportunity came with a visit to Devilkink, where I was able to get fully rubbered up, with my small tail, boxing boots and Devilkink's wet hot puppy hood, and for over five hours I was just a pup at his feet under the guidance of Redskull and Rascal pup being a model puppy for Boots.
I also received the first version of a custom made 1mm thick full coverage suit with everything attached.  I got to preview this suit on the same weekend I was able to pup out and feel like the centre of attention, it was an amazing weekend I'm very grateful for.

April
After the disappointment of the first custom suit not being to the spec I ordered and not being a great fit I re-ordered the suit hoping it would arrive before our scheduled holiday later in the month.  As I get my bonus in March I was busy ordering gear so, I was also due to have my own wet hot pup hood which I hope also turns up before our holiday.  I also ordered some new Knox Handroids but these arrived shortly after ordering.  I also ordered some 'Tabi' boots, knee high shiny rubber split toe boots that work really well with toesocks and are easy to wear with a rubber catsuit.
For the very first time ever in our 12 years together Colin and I had never travelled abroad, and the details were mentioned in an earlier post.  Needless to say this trip was an absolutely amazing experience which kept us both on a high for several weeks, if not months afterwards.

May
Upon our return from the U.S. we were enthusiastic about our travels and had Devilkink and is boyfriend Armalyte over for the weekend, but also Pup Xanto and Redskull who popped in for the day.  We had some fun pupping out and being social but Redskull also brought the bargain Arai Helmet he and two friends managed to pick up for me especially from a market in Wales.  I love this helmet more than I should, it's secondhand, chipped and I don't know if it's safe to wear but the fact it was found and transported especially for me half way across the country makes it very special to me.  It's also very horny to wear!  Later that weekend I had some special pup time with Devilkink who got me fully rubbered up and wrapped my collar around my neck and padlocked it shut with a tag identifying me as Boots and if lost to return to him.  I felt great pride at this moment and one very happy pup.
In late May we had a jaunt to Cardiff in south Wales primarily to see the Doctor Who Symphony and pup out in public for the first time as a collared pup, but before that we entertained The Irate Fox and his boyfriend Sprocketpup, a pair I have known of for many years, finally getting to meet and host them we had plenty of fun which
amongst other things I was again pupped up and forced to blow my load on all fours for the first time.
June
One less pervy experience was travelling for work, I had to go to Istanbul to attend a work meeting, but at least I was in a five star hotel with all my expenses paid for,
Spurred on by our vacation, plus booking hotels for a holiday later in the year I organised to visit one of my favourite playmate couples, S10boi and Rubberwulf.  I got it into my head to ride over to see them, packing as much pervy rubber gear into my backpack as possible but to save space I was going to wear my rubber catsuit and toesocks under my leathers.  This lead to a very sweaty but enjoyable ride and ended up with me being encased in rubber for a total of 21 hours.  I very much enjoyed my visit to these two pervs, only wish it could be more frequent.

I have decided to make this blog two part, but unlike other posts, I've already written part two, so it will materialise in a couple of days!

21 May 2015

Chicago Trip (1/5)

It was mentioned briefly (and I'm certain not maliciously) that my blog posts are rather 'lengthy'

I admit I tend to ramble on quite a lot, so I'm going to practice the art of succinct articles.

Buuut, our trip to Chicago and GearBlastUSA cannot possibly be summarised in such a way, so instead I've divided it up into five themes over five blogs, which should appeal in their own ways.

Food, experiences, people, play and GearBlastUSA, that is five blogs including this one!

I wanted to give an overview and a bit of background for the trip before I get into the details.

In the beginning there was a meek twentysomething guy, confused about what he really wanted, who found friends online.  One of those friends who emerged all that time ago was ScubaCCS.

The following decade would see this friendship grow (amongst others) but this friendship would result in more.  A sense of worth that gave me more perceived value in our community.  I'm talking of course about GearBlast.

ScubaCCS aka Rubcovr aka RocketPup has visited the UK several times now but the first such visit included a surprise trip to a Halloween Party (which we coined as Pervyween) which seemed to have an effect on the creator of GearBlast.  Rocket asked me to host a GearBlast in the U.K and in 2009 I did it.



That Legacy continues today with GearBlastEU and a return trip (and five year gap) to GearBlastUK in 2014.  This combination encouraged Rocket to host a standalone event in the U.S and so GearBlastUSA was born.

Meanwhile after years of chatting and encouragement to come and visit Rocket finally got the answer out of me I'd been promising for years.  I'd booked the flights and we'd be joining Rocket for GearBlastUSA.

I needed to go through all that because I wanted to highlight what a change in attitude this trip has proved in myself and shown in a tangible direction.

I'm an incredibly shy guy, but my online persona has given me the confidence to be more, to be who I truly feel I am.  GearBlast events have done this for me and it's the best feeling in the world to see it enabling others like me to push themselves further too.

As I write this, a lot of my new friends are preparing for IML and the respective GearBlast being held there.  I hope they all enjoy their time and don't easily forget us during this fun time.  Regardless of what things happen in the present, there will always be the events that have gone and the others to look forward to.

This point I'm trying to make in not too short a terms is that though the following blogs will contain thoughts and images some will aspire to, I am really just like most other guys, making their way though life with the support and feedback of friends.

Just because I am who I am right now, doesn't mean you can't have something of your own to be proud of.  Life is what you make of it and even though I say I'm lucky, I have had to force some issues beyond what fate would insist upon.  This may not make 100% sense but then if I explained I'd be rambling and long winded.

Next stop food!

28 Mar 2015

I am a lucky bastard - Giving thanks and some important news.

I have to start this blog post off with this title as there is likely to be some resentment or jealousy out there.  I'm not accusing you of being like this, but I have to set the expectations for some level of boasting in this one.  I always hope to be someone that people out in the world wide web can feel is approachable and not on some kind of pedestal for whatever reason.  I'd much rather people find out by reading these intimate thoughts and ramblings that I'm just another guy who in terms of general outlook on life has like a cat - fallen on his feet.

So I must explain I feel why I must exclaim these things, but before I do some balance.

I haven't had an easy life, I came out quite late after 26 years of denial of some sort, growing up in a Roman Catholic community, school etc where, though sexuality was discussed it was the peers who looked down on me and poked fun even before I was prepared to admit to myself my preference for men.  It took a choice of doing the unforgivable or trying to think of myself as gay.

That decision was one night in June 2003.  I remember the feelings I had like they were earlier today, and the change in me after I just said 'fuck it, I like men!' was literally (okay figuratively speaking) like a ten tonnes weight lifting off my chest.  Sadly this kind of depression has been creeping back into my life and has affected me for the worse.  I've managed to distract myself mostly and it's not easy to tell the world of my weaknesses, but they are there, so please consider this if you are one of the sad few who see me as a target you want to try and knock down a peg or two.  I've had it many times and eventually it just makes me stronger and better able to help others.

But this post isn't about my personal challenges, I'm sure if you're reading this, you've experienced similar or are going through a similar (but not exactly the same) scenario.

One thing that has been there lurking the whole time has been this interest in gear, from age 11 I remember drawing pictures and letting my mind wander, and then wondering why I had uncomfortable tenting in my pants!

Anyway, after I came out I made a few contacts online, met a few guys, and the first 'top' I met who could do lots of kinky things with me wanted me to meet his then Boyfriend.  I think I may have already told this story, but 12 years later, with five of those being legally married I'm happy to say that top never deserved my husband.  We are happier now than ever, totally devoted and determined to live our lives with each other and hopefully being kinky pensioners one day!

This is one of the reasons I'm lucky.  VERY lucky.  My husband is a biker, a rubber and gear perv who loves me dispite our differences.  We compliment each other, we are different, we are the same.

Another reason I consider myself so lucky is the friends we've made over the course of our 12 years together.  Though some friends only communicate infrequently, the true test is that after maybe a year, you can strike up a conversation and it's like no time has passed.

But more than that these friends have supported us through some rough financial times, rough physical times, and rough mental times.  Without the various friends we've had we wouldn't be where we are today.

There's still a long way to go before we can retire or have the luxuries we dream about, but then, wouldn't that be too easy?  It's about the journey, not always the destination.

Talking of destinations, one we are about to embark upon is Chicago.  12 years together and this is the first holiday abroad Colin and myself have taken and we're both so excited that words simply don't cover it.  10 of those years have been spent promising Rocketpup we will come, and I've often felt like a wet sponge always promising and never making good...until now, and we get to go to the first GearBlast:USA ever and help out too.

But this isn't the last reason I'm feeling so lucky.  I had to explain that I identify all the good things in my life and recognise those who have been instrumental, though it would take far too long to say who they all are, I hope they know that I'm thinking of them and I am grateful for their kindness.   This doesn't get said often enough, as assumptions are made, people are sensitive squishy balls of emotion so I say that everything I post online is a tribute to my friends who have given me the reason to be who and what I am.  I hope to continue making friends to corrupt, and who will corrupt me further.

No, one challenge I've faced and talked about before is surrounding my pup side.

I have always identified as a pup, The tendancies to growl when angry, The feeling of wagging when happy, The protective nature over those dear to me.  My love of meat! lol  My devotion and loyalty to close dominants have all felt natural to me when playing the part of the pup.

But frustration has been the main downside of it over the last few years, not being able to really get into the pup headspace easily or frequently enough.  Though I don the mask of a canine more often than not when playing, it was just a human wearing a dog mask and acting like a dog on occasion but not really feeling it.

The biggest call for help came last year after good friends GadgetAU and Rocketpup visited for GearBlast:UK.  Rocket put me in his own pup hood and without realising it, I slipped into the headspace without thinking.  This was a very very happy place for me and I distinctly remember 'licking' Rocket's gloves as he sat on my sofa, all I wanted to do was lick his gloves and his face because it made him happy.  Gadget and I had some special time together as pups too and it seemed to have a similar effect on him too.

Having this kind of experience has happened before but never felt so natural.  When it was all over and the guys left for home I was left with an empty place in my fetish interests again.  Something Colin and I have tried but for some reason it doesn't work.  Not for lack of trying, it's just not a dynamic that works for us.  We're both okay with it, I guess it's hard to see the man he loves and disassociate the man from hooded leather/rubber pup on all fours.

I made a post and pretty much asked for help, something I was pained over doing - opening my emotions to reveal a weakness or desire.  I got one response.  In the form of RedSkull, who offered to help when the time was right for us both.  I believe this was the start of things changing for my inner pup.

In the meantime a friendship was another friend had been growing steadily for a few years.  Another couple in the south UK had welcomed us into their home, we'd played, shared some amazing times both in and out of gear mutually enjoying the exploration of new sensations, and the exciting kinky aspects of our collaborative minds both kinky and socially.

It was great that we could connect on many levels, but the pup side hadn't really been a big thing....yet.

But things changed in early 2015 (well late 2014, new years eve I suppose) where the couple from down south spent the new year with us, One of them enjoys being a pup in the most wide variety of gear, the other just a complete gear perv for leather and rubber.

Jimbo (Armalyte) who we had met back in 2009 met Devilkink and their relationship blossomed and these are the gentlepervs who welcomed us and vice versa.  Devilkink and myself discovered we had similar issues with our self image and right there decided to challenge ourselves to lose weight so we could feel better about ourselves.  The challenge is working, and together we have lost over a stone between us.  Spurred on by GadgetAU's transformation from slightly chubby young man to an increasingly sexy pervert.

In the meantime, the stars aligned.

2015 was already shaping up to be an amazing year, and to get it off to a great start I decided I was going to be brave and attend the Pup Social at Bolts club in Birmingham, January 2015.  I am not one to get pupped up in such an open setting but I braved the crowd and got out onto the floor on all fours.

I got some brief training from Redskull and simply didn't care about anyone else watching me, my only focus was RedSkull's eyes and the treats he had for me.

My husband was standing with Devilkink at this time and it seems that Devilkink had decided to become a trainer and had a certain pup in his sights.

When he suggested that he wanted to train me, and that I would be a good pup to help him become a better trainer, I knew in my heart it was the perfect combination.  My pup soul jumped for joy tail wagging furiously.

As a gear perv and bondage freak I thought it was all about getting tied up in gear and controlled.

For the first time I knew what it was to be a pup.  I wanted to make him happy, I wanted him to be proud of me.  I knew the coming weeks and months would lead to some pervy conversations but more than that I wanted to let our friendship as humans grow, but also try to compartmentalise our mutual love of pup play and take advantage of any opportunity we would have.

Our significant others also felt this was the right choice.  Jimbo, liked the idea of one of his own mates being his long time boyfriend's pup, and my husband felt one of his closet friends is more than suitable for the job of looking after me in pup mode.  I am humbled that all involved have allowed this to happen.  I feel truely loved to be given this opportunity to grow as a pup.

Since this unison we've only had one real opportunity to play due to normal life getting in the way, but it's still early days in 2015 (he says as we enter the second quarter - blimey!!) but that weekend was a landmark time as RedSkull joined us once more to support Devilkink, and Rascalpup came along to help Boots with a reference of what another Human pup was like - who felt comfortable in his own pupsona.

The net result was the longest I've ever been pupped up.  Though it was a conscious thing to begin with, once I'd settled into the role, I could relax.  I did have to consciously push myself to relax and switch my human mind off.  Once I was able to relax I was played with, playing fetch, and 'find the glove' (to which Rascal helped me out with - shhh) plus various treats which made me feel messy being forced to eat without use of my hands (trapped in rubber paw mitts) and my tailplug secured for the whole duration.

5 hours flew past like hardly any time at all, which made coming out of the headspace difficult as I really didn't want to stop.  It was a comfortable, pervy, blissful time and I really am looking forward to the next training session.

Losing weight also helps my confidence.  I've always been 'bigger' than average, but for the first time in my life I'm keen to do my best for Devilkink.  Both as a friend and as his pup.

I am proud to be Devilkink's pup, and proud to be his friend.  Things can only get better.

For this I am extremely lucky.  Thank you C, J, W, R, C for all you did that weekend for me.  Thank you everyone else in playing your part in me being me, good or bad I wouldn't change anything at all.

The final words are, that though I will be travelling to Chicago and to attend GearBlast:USA I do so as myself with the blessing of my handler to just be myself.  Devilkink doesn't own me, but he will be collaring me under his tuition.  This is a relationship between good friends and a pup and his handler, mutual respect lays here.

This may be complicated to hear, but the important thing is we're good with it.  If you want to know more, please feel free to ask.

And with that I bid you all a goodnight and Squeaky hugs *wags* WRUFF!!