Pups love crotch.

And knocking you right in the balls.

I had the fortune of meeting Rouki and his friends last year at Rubbout 20. I had a lot of fun watching their crazy puppy antics, and the equally amusing reactions of random spectators. You can imagine the hilarity of watching a busload of people gawk as they pass by.

I'm not really into puppy play, though it looks like a very fun and, perhaps, liberating experience. I'd like to give it a try. Can you say Rubber SWAT puppy? I think I'll start with a more anthropomorphic approach to begin with. Taking a page from Rubberdawg, I'll be of the two-legged, beer-drinking variety.

However, I think there's a mental disconnect in my brain. I'm trying to treat them like a dog, and yet they're as smart and independent as I am. If I remember correctly, there were two basic personalities that I witnessed the most: Horny, lovable Lassie. And horny, mischievous mirror universe Lassie. And I say Lassie because, just like the TV canine, the rubber pups can understand every word you say. "Timmy's stuck down the well?"

When confronted with Evil Lassie, during my brief time as handler, I wasn't sure what to do. Are you supposed to be the laid-back owner who can't control his dog, or the hard-ass trainer pulling on the choke chain? It probably really depends on the puppy. And that's probably something you should sort out beforehand. I suppose ultimately, its a little of both. The gracious master who allows his pup to playfully run amok, but lays down the law as soon as he becomes "displeased". I hope to learn more about the scene during this year's Rubbout.

I look forward to being around the pups again! See you all in April!

I drive the cruiser, he sniffs out the perps. We tried it the other way, but it didn't work.

Equipment check! Cock that weapon!

10 Tips For Your Profile...

Posted on Tabooterminal:

1. LOLCats and Demotivaters are funny, great for blogs and 4chan forums, but they are not good for profile sites and don’t mesh well when accompanied alongside people in latex dog suits and ass-less leather pants. People visit these sites to find out who you are, and unless you’re a kitten who really likes “cheese burgers”, it only speaks to your desperate need for attention. Keep your images relevant.

Read the full article here.

I think there's some sound advice. 500 friends on your RZ profile? That shit is for Facebook!

Incidentally Kinky #01

Rubber Rocket by Electric Six



One of my favourite bands! You might remember them from their viral hit Gay Bar.


This post is mainly to test out embedded video. So, this is very incidental. Better stuff will follow. Promise!

Faceless Goons: Subverting the Trope.

So, what's a trope, you ask? Well, its a literary device. More broadly, tropes are "devices and conventions that a writer can reasonably rely on as being present in the audience members' minds and expectations." They can be thought of as fictional stereotypes of people, places, things, pretty much anything.

Examples? When an evil villain takes the time to explain how his fiendish plot will work. That's a trope called "Evil Gloating", standard fare in any Bond movie. It's stupid, right? But it serves a purpose. It's a contrivance that allows the story to play out a certain way.

How about in every Steven Seagal and Jean-Claude Van Damme movie, the hero encounters death at every turn, but against all odds, is unhurt? That trope is called Plot Armor.

I'm sure you're wondering what this has to do with gear fetish. I'll bring your attention to one particular trope: Faceless Goons or more accurately, Gas Mask Mook. Star Wars' Stormtroopers and Halo's Spartans (such as Master Chief) are examples of the Faceless Goons trope. The British SAS, and their tinted S10 gas masks are a prime example of the Gas Mask Mook.

Longshot as "The Chief"

I find this trope to often be very sexy, in the visual sense. Guys in gas masks, helmets, tinted goggles, etc. The examples of this trope are everywhere in the gear fetish scene. I love gas masks, and part of that is because of the bad-ass anonymity that it provides, as well as the alien and, indeed, dehumanizing quality that it imparts. There is a sense of dangerousness and a lack of limits. When I wear my full gear, I feel that I am, at least in part, role playing a character.

And although I enjoy this trope, I often hate this trope. Because when it's used, the hot gear wearing guys (usually) die. Why is it that in so many movies and video games, the cannon fodder are depicted as faceless masses? It's simple: so you don't feel bad when the hero (sometimes you) kills them all. That way, you don't think of them as people. And yet, this does not work on me. Perhaps it's because I find them so often sexy, that I can empathize with them, despite their dehumanization. They are still people, behind that armor, behind that mask. I know, I am one.

And so, as much as I love the liberating and powerful feeling of anonymity, I also love to subvert it. I buck the established norm for Gas Mask Mooks. Faceless Goons have a bad reputation, not that it's completely undeserved. But I'm different. I'm bad-ass, but I'm the good guy. I look cold, but I'm warm and fuzzy. I'll kick your ass, but I'd also like to fuck it.

It should come as no surprise to us perverts, that the perversion of this trope is equally as sexy as the trope itself.

The teddy bear, not so much.
 

Snuggable tactical decoy.