Fetishes and me

Posted on | January 16, 2010 | 8 Comments

I think most everyone reading knows what fetishes are, right? Just in case, I’ll take the easy way out and quote a little bit from Wikipedia. That way we’re all on the same page here.

To start: Sexual fetishism, or erotic fetishism, is the sexual arousal brought on by any object, situation or body part not conventionally viewed as being sexual in nature.

Additionally: Psychologists and medical practitioners regard fetishism as normal variations of human sexuality.

I’ve never had a fetish. I’ve run across a lot of them – especially in my role as a FetLife greeter – but never had one myself, and never really known closely someone who did. Until recently.

Because Hylas has fetishes. Quite a few of them!  And I have thoroughly enjoyed getting to know him – and them – better over the last few months.

Now, I’ve known Hylas for about a year. We both went to munches, and we had friends in common. But it took a while before we got around to the ‘we should be friends’ /  ‘let’s hang out’ stage. And once we did, we organised for me to visit his house.

Now, most people who visit Hylas’ house the first time get the full tour. Not the ‘this is the lounge, this is the kitchen’ kind of tour, although I got that as well. What I mean is the tour. And what the tour involves is a good couple of hours of him opening drawers, and cupboards, and unearthing items in wardrobes. It’s the tour of all the kinky stuff. And it does take a while!

Hylas’ fetishism comes in two major flavours (and a bunch of minor ones too). The one I’ve mentioned on this blog already (and have been having a blast exploring!) is his rubber fetish. I’d not really had much to do with rubber in the past, other than the smell of tyres (among other things) when working my first real part-time job, at a gas station, when I was a teen. So on the tour I was introduced to rubber clothing (lots of that), full rubber outfits, rubber implements, rubber sleepwear, rubber sheets and even more rubbery goodness. Lots of rubber!

There was, of course, also kink stuff in the tour: buttplugs (a lovely collection of them), cuffs and collars, gasmasks (that’s a post of it’s own), lube, outfits and plenty of other things.

And then there was the other fetishistic flavour. One that I was initially unsure about, even though it sounded, well, cuddly. And that’s his fur fetish.

As it turns out, I love this fetish as much as the rubber one! Hylas has a massive collection of massive soft toys – the Toy Pile – which is just amazing to fling yourself upon and into. I feel like a small child when curled up in there, and it’s intensely relaxing and peaceful to burrow in and be surrounded by furry and huggable toys.

(Everyone likes the Toy Pile. Everyone. Even my brother, on New Years Eve, spent half an hour up there taking some time to himself. Every house needs one.)

In addition to the soft toys, though, Hylas also has fursuits. And while ‘furries‘ are generally regarded as being at the bottom of the geek/kink pile (although in retrospect I’m not sure why this is), I really like it when Hylas is wearing one of his outfits.  Seeing him, touching him, hugging him, and snuggling with him! There’s his lion suit, with the open face. His teddy bear outfit, where I can see his eyes but the rest of him is covered. And a few others besides (but I do like the lion and the bear the best).

So. I don’t have fetishes. But I like Hylas’ fetishes. I’m more than happy to ensure he has some rubber on him when we play (even if it’s just, at the very minimum, his neckwire). The smell of rubber is very definitely wiring itself into my arousal sense. I like diving into the Toy Pile and making out with him in there, and feeling the softness of fur around me. And I really like incorporating fetishes into our play.

But I don’t need it. Hylas could be bare-arse naked on the bed and I would be happy to take advantage of him just like that. Still, encouraging him to play with items that make him hot and horny just help to make me hotter and hornier – so why not?

Besides, I’m getting to experience so many new things with him. And that’s a whole lot of fun!

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