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Permanent Change – Part 01
By Sportsrubb
Hey guys. It’s my first story to compose. I want to catch some things I like in different ones, so here’s a start. If you have any comments, suggestions or want to give supper: sportsrubb@gmail.com
Present day
With a blast I wake up. Sitting upright in under a second my heart races like crazy. I’ve got the feeling that I have slept for ages. Everything is dark but I can feel that I’m my own bed. My own room. It looks a bit warmer then usual though. When I scratch my arm I feel rubber, which makes me start thinking. Did I put my rubber on, can’t really remember me doing that…. We’ll sleeping in rubber isn’t that unusual for me but not remembering is rather strange. In a sudden I feel a sharp pain in my head. The kind of pain that equals the worst migraine I ever had. Thankfully there are painkillers next to my bed. Always. So with some difficulty I manage to find them and I can do something to that awful headache. The flashing doesn’t stop immediately so I decide to get back in bed and close my eyes.
6 months before
Well, here I am again. Surfing the internet, posting pics on instagram, and wasting my whole evening behind the computer looking at hot guys having fun. Why, why isn’t my life like this I wonder.
I’m the rather usual gay guy. A bit self insecure about the looks, have a nice job and some great friends, but not any of them into any gear. And yes there is a boyfriend, who actually likes gear himself too.
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Great rubber bondage stories on the RubberZone site
Over at the RubberZone site, you can access an extensive library of hot rubber stories, many involving bondage, chastity and other BDSM themes!
Those who enjoyed the “Rubber Object” story posted here couple days ago will definitely want to head on over to RubberZone! The story section is open to all registered users. And paid members to the site also have access to photo sets and videos. Highly recommended!
Rubber Object by Rubrpig
By Rubrpig
Rob was excited as he was heading for an appointment to get fitted for his first custom made rubber gear. He had done some research and found that a local maker of rubber gear had an excellent reputation for quality and the specialized fit of their gear. He was excited as he had only recently discovered his strong attraction to rubber and latex when a buddy loaned him a latex catsuit. Just putting on that catsuit and feeling of the tight stretchy latex coated in lube sliding over his skin instantly got his cock rock hard and pre-cum dripping.
Arriving at the address provided when he made the appointment he found himself standing on the sidewalk in front of an old Victorian mansion in the Cabbage Town area of Toronto. Opening the gate and walking up to the front door just made him more excited. Ringing the bell, he waited and soon the door opened and the man standing there smiling at him made him start. The man was 6’3″, heavily muscled with a shaved head and dark full beard. He smiled and asked if he was Rob. Rob acknowledged that and asked if he was Jason. The man smiled again and said he was and come in so we can get started.
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The Roommate – Part 5
By RbbrStorage
Note: ‘The Roommate’ originally appeared on the RubberZone site. It is re-posted here with permission.
“Work.”
The command sounded so familiar. It was only Tuesday, Matt’s second day at work since the arrival of his roommate the previous Saturday, and yet it seemed as though he’d heard the command a thousand times before. Of course, he had, but recorded on all prior occasions but one, burned into his subconscious by repetitive recordings instructing Matt on the proper response to each of the many commands he could expect to hear from now on. Hour after hour had been spent by Matt, strapped down or suspended, stuffed into tight rubber bondage, his holes plugged and controlled, aware of little else but the tight rubber bondage and the voice of his new roommate, and not quite understanding the gradual impact that the repeated commands were having on his willpower.
Twenty-four hours earlier, the command had struck fear and anger in Matt’s heart and mind as he wrestled with the related instructions to shave his head, go to work and then return for more bondage abuse and storage at the end of the day. But today, the command exploded in Matt’s mind like a starter’s pistol announcing a race. Matt had already learned the previous day that his shaved head was no big deal at the refinery, and no one had even seemed bothered by the open collared shirt showing off his shaved chest, or, if anyone noticed, even the lack of underwear under his thin slacks. Matt had learned, to his great relief, that even with a shaved body and tight fitting clothing he was still as invisible as ever – a wallflower who could go about his day without attracting attention, without attracting scorn.