Boots’ Contemplative thoughts

So, GearBlast:UK.  This monster of an event that actually only exists because I was stuck for something to put my energy into one time when I was unemployed.  Now though I have a full time job and I’m definitely not alone in this venture.

2009 burnt me out and I don’t try to hide that.  We came back in 2014 with a lot of the same crew that helped put it together back in 2009, but with a different venue and a better idea of what we were doing.

I firstly want to explain the reason for the follow up blog.  I wanted to give personal thanks and to show my heart to all who want to read this.

I was tasked to do this in the first place by one of my closest friends, playmates and true kindred spirit RocketPup/ScubaCCS.  He created and coined the name ‘GearBlast’ a decade ago.  Then back in 2008 he was so impressed with my ability to host a Hallowe’en party he asked me to host a GearBlast unlike any that went before it.  So it’s down to him for giving me this purpose.

After the first event, it could have all ended there, but for one man.  Rubbiker77.  He wanted me to come back into the fold after he had been the driving force behind subsequent GearBlast:EU events during our gap.  This was the essential spark which drove the last three main events in the UK and I deeply thank him for this, he gave me the motivation to rejoin this wonderful enterprise.

Throughout all the events my husband ZX6Rlad/Colin has been my rock, he has without a doubt taken on the most responsibility from my shoulders and just ran with it.  Taking on more and more each year, the tasks that I can’t juggle, especially with regards to promoting GearBlast.  I love you with all my heart.

Another long suffering partner in this venture is Rubbot/Rubbah/Jules whom I met for the first time when he offered to help handing out promotional leaflets for the 2009 event.  He’s been a close friend ever since and he’s always pushing me to do better.  I call him my safety net for a few reasons, he word checks the torrent of words I put out there; says the stupid things on purpose because he knows what the internet is like (so I don’t have to suffer the embarrassment of having to correct typos and stupid statements) (he’s not editing this btw, totally unfiltered!) but most of all because he’s always there to support and catch me when the stress levels rise.  He’s one of the few who can diffuse an imminent explosion.  So for being protection personified, Jules you are a saint and I hope you’re always a part of my life.

More recently several good friends have offered support in various forms; Devilkink for some great ideas which have made GearBlast a richer, more complex animal, Xanto for just being a lively puppy who is always willing to help out and be so constructive and supportive (plus along with Devilkink and Rubbah collated the tunes for the night)!  Gizmoes for his experience in running events and setting up graphic identity plus his expertise in merchandising (and his patience, generosity, cake making skills, photography and (along with Trigger) for lugging so much of our crap around!!)

All the staff provided great feedback on the run up to the event and for helping to set up and just getting shit done!!!

I also want to acknowledge Andy Rossi of PupSocial who, although he wasn’t able to join us this year, was extremely supportive during setup and for allowing us to use their lighting and a few other bits.

My final (phew!) thanks are to everyone who either attended, wanted to attend or who helped to spread the word about our event.

The kind words post-weekend are what makes this all worthwhile.  I’d like to collate all the feedback for reference to remind me of why we/I do this, though it would be even better if I can share those thoughts/reviews with everyone in the world.

I’m proud to be part of this and I’m proud of every single person who made the effort to come along, get in gear and just enjoy themselves.

What I am going to summarise with is the joining force that unites us. It is the common denominator in all that we do, and that my friends is ‘GearHeart’ is it the heart for gear, the passion for gear, loving every aspect of gear and enjoying with others of a like-minded passion.

Next year and future events will be about the #GearHeart starting with a contest.  Anyone is welcome to participate, we want to see something creative which is a visual representation of the ‘GearHeart’ it can be a logo, photo, photo manipulation, video, drawing…anything as long as it is original artwork. 

The best entry will be used in the promotional material for GearBlast:UK 2017 and possibly even for all GearBlast Events.

We also want you to use the hashtag #GearHeart (Twitter, FaceBook, Tumblr, et al) when you recognise the creative use or expression of gear, be that artwork (photography, drawn, sculpted), created costumes, modifications, stories, poems, anything which truly reflects what it is to have the GearHeart.  I honestly think GearBlast is summed up best by these two words and I hope it becomes intrinsically linked to GearBlast.

Thank you for reading my ramblings, please feel free to react here or on FaceBook, I do love to hear your reactions!

Peace, love and gearhugs!!

~Boots

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!

2014 Summary (Part 1 Jan-Jun)

So this year, how to summarise this in a way that can be worthwhile and a little bit entertaining.

This year has gone so quickly, quicker than any previous year, is that because I'm getting older (aren't we all?) and friends and family tell me the years go by quicker the older you get?  Is it because I've filled this year with more activities and thus noticed the passage of time less?  Is it because I've had a lot of ups and downs, more downs than I care to mention in passing, so when being retrospective the passage of time can (in some circumstances) pass quicker.

In truth I think this year has been a combination of all of the above, but I don't regret any of it.  I don't want to hear myself complain about not being in a better position, because it's been the best year yet and 2015 holds much hope and I plan to make every single day count.

January - First day of our year started good after spending the new year celebrations in gear with good friends, we returned home to find our main front window leaking, weather was extremely wet and windy.

This month included a little rubberyness too, though sadly spent alone I was horny enough to cum twice that night.  I took this image from the video, I should really edit and upload it to xtube, perhaps I will if I get any kind of feedback on this blog post.  Ahh bribery, let's see if that works...




February
Not a lot of perving in real life, just sitting back to enjoy the Winter Olympics, yes that German 2 man bobsleigh team was absolutely to die for!

March was as bit better as far as perving was concerned as we took loads of photos to use for GearBlastUK later in the year which was fun to do with the help of some mates.  I also got the chance to be extremely submissive and rubbered up for an extended period on my birthday.

April was filled with plans expending for GBUK14, visiting the venue for the first time, take photos and building relationships.  I also got more rubber time with S10boi, where I got to practice my ropework on him.  I layered up and helped myself.








May saw the arrival of my purchases from LatexCatfish, A nice thick red rubber mattress cover and a heads out vacrack, both excellent purchases I must say and I'm still very please with the quality.  The Pervybikers also had their first pervy rideout of the year (nb Colin rides all year round and it's James that holds back for the fairer weather).
We also had a visit from increasingly close friends Armalyte and Rub Berdevilk (Devilkink) but for some reason I cannot find many photos of that experience, but needless to say it was fun and has been repeated since too.

June was the most exciting month of 2014 so far as we seemed to fit a lot more in.  Starting with a Holiday to the Lake District in the north west UK, we asked Rubbot to come along with us, and his presense not only encouraged us to fit more in, but also for us to behave like civilised people.  We went Mountain biking in Scotland and Whinlatter Forest and I only fell off twice.  Sadly I didn't get any photos or footage of that!  Loads of photos were taken but this one sums up my main memories.

After the holiday I had a brief opportunity to try my new VacRack out and it appears I enjoyed it.  There are photos of this but I think there will be better photos to come in my part 2 summary of 2014.  There are plenty of other pics to share anyway...

Such as #Fullgearfriday which seems just like it was yesterday.  I was easily cohearsed into getting into full rubber and appearing on cam (nb this is not something I do on request for just anyone, so please don't ask if you don't know me very very well).

We also got a trip to Matlock Bath on the bikes toward the end of the month which we enjoyed as it allowed us to just sit back and enjoy the view,  Of course I could post pics of the various bikers, but I thought one of me being nonchalant was more appropriate! :P


There we have the first half of our year.  Of course there's much much more to it than that, but do you really want to see the less pervy bits like cooking and baking, family visits, DIY, gardening, and doing a hell of a lot of tidying up for some reason.... anyway part 2 will be along shortly.

First Ride of 2014

Well it's James' first ride anyway (Colin rides all year 'round - he's made of sterner stuff!) is somewhat of a tradition.  I look back through the folders of photos organised neatly into year and month and somewhere in the first quarter of the year is always a 'first decent ride of X year'.

Though today was a very nice ride and was a bit of a rollercoaster of emotions (more of a teacups ride than a 3g foot dangling scream-a-thon) we didn't get any photos of us out on the bikes.

The main function of today was to get Colin's bike through an MOT, the once yearly check-up to ensure standards are maintained.  The trouble with the UK and the MOT is that some garages can take advantage and suggest some things which need doing can either be a 'get it done and I'll pass you' or 'no that has to be done...it's a fail I'm afraid'.  So getting the test done by someone you trust is essential.

The good thing about the guy we trust is that we've been taking our bikes to him for the last five years now and the ride there was an excuse to get the leathers on and appear in public.

The ride this year was revolutionised by taking a short cut of all things but more on that later.

My bike needed a bit of work doing to make it safe, even though it isn't due an MOT until July I wanted to make sure it worked properly.  I'd heard that a 'tamer' cam on the throttle makes the throttle response much nicer on bikes that have a snatchy throttle.  This makes riding in corners much smoother and provides a boost to confidence.

Well a few weeks back I bought this 'tamer' but unfortunately I broken the throttle casing putting it back together.  I tried fixing the casing with an epoxy resin but it wasn't strong enough sadly, so Iwas forced to get the OEM part which included not just the casing, but the throttle tube and a grip too, at what was four times the price of the 'tamer' throttle.

The only pic was taken at the KTM dealer, where just inside the front door was this...

I had a bit of a drool, but Colin was on hand to drag me away before my heart took hold of the idea....just as well because the price tag is hefty for such a thing.

Anyway I took the bit I needed off the kit and kept the tamer tube on and carefully tightened it, job done.

I lubed the cables and took the slack out of them at the same time.  Meanwhile Colin was cursing about everything 'going wrong' but when I go to see if I can help he's already sorted it.

So with time ticking away we got into our leathers, I dusted off my Orange Tech 8 boots, Black Arai Astro-R Helmet with the ripsaw Mohawk and opted for summer gloves...my favourite Handroids.

The sun was out and after a little research on Google Maps I memorised a shortcut though I had planned to take the known (but boring and traffic strewn) route.  We had to get fuel first (I do love to stand in a queue in full gear being looked at!) and time was slipping away so I changed my mind at the last moment and we went for the shorter (by 2 miles) and quicker (by 10 minutes) shortcut.

It might seem an obvious choice but when you're a biker you tend to enjoy the ride so much that 9 times out of 10 you'd go for the longer route.

The shortcut was mostly familiar to begin with, but after 10 miles we had to turn off onto unfamiliarity and together with the poor road surface I was dreading Colin's opinion of my choice.

Not long afterwards the road changed and turned into open sweeping bends which seems untouched by heavy vehicles or poor weather, they were great, dry and very nicely cambered, the sort of roads I could easily go overboard on.....which I did for a short while but managed to reign my enthusiasm back in.

It was then that I realised the throttle input was like I had always wanted, almost intuitive and very confidence inspiring.  I posted to facebook that my bike scares me, but now it does it much more smoothly.  If you have a bike I'd suggest adjusting your cable slack and get rid of it, it'll make such a difference.

I'm not sure the 'tamer' throttle made any difference but perhaps it helped a bit.

Anyway, we made it to the MOT testing station in time and Colin's bike passed with flying colours, though the guy did notice a small dent in the ZX's front rim, something to get sorted later and we both really enjoyed the return journey.

So now we just have to make sure we get some great pictures on our next ride out....and I won't fill up that post with quite so many words :P

Ride safe perverts!

Story - Biker Bondage

Marc was a motorcycle mechanic, working for a large manufacturer on development models for the next five years.  His reputation preceded him as an innovative and trustworthy individual.

The thing was, Marc is gay and also extremely perverted with a great imagination.  His real love was his own custom bike he had been working on at home. 

His job is a very large part of his life and takes up the majority of his time.  He is very much respected for his work and is always called upon to fix problems with the development prototypes.
His boyfriend on the other hand is a very quiet, almost nerdy individual that is into science fiction/fantasy novels, films and television, the sort of guy that dresses up to go to conventions, but the dressing up part is more a fetish than interest to him.

Paul also has a severely perverted side and has a penchant for mechanics too; studying the work of HR Geiger at college he appreciates organic forms morphing into the mechanical.

Marc calls upon Paul to help him with the more artistic side of things on the custom bike, and together they have created a two-wheeled machine that has taken all their efforts over the past three and a half years.

They live in a fairly remote part of the country as the factory is quite remote anyway, with their home not more than 20 miles away.  Marc likes the fact it’s not too close as it means he can be himself and it also gives the opportunity to get fully geared up for the ride into work each day on his company sportsbike.

Many a time Paul had wondered about the existence of life on other planets and his other studies into the paranormal had led him to some interesting theories.  He hypothesised that an alien race had already visited the earth, cloaked by a shields covering their being, but some had been discovered and the description of horrific monsters got into the scientific press.

The connection was made when the areas these sightings were made in were straddled by strange lights in the sky at either side of the sighting by no more than a week.

Local talk had spread to Paul about similar lights in the sky directly over their hometown, and Paul really wanted to take this opportunity to discover the greatest in mans history so far.

Marc had an unhealthy distain for Paul’s ‘imagination’ he called it and didn’t fully want to comprehend what Paul was so enthusiastic about.

Paul and Marc had almost finished the project bike which now looked like something from an Alien movie due to the influence of Paul’s style and sci-fi tastes.

All it needed was some appropriate gear for the lovers to wear whilst riding the beast. So a shopping trip was organised and the pair set off to the big city to a shop that deals in Rubber Motorbike kit and especially designed pieces for perverted guys into bikes. 

They decided to go for two-piece leathers with a race style cut and extra secure zips.  They also decided on getting some matching boots made to look extra chunky like motocross boots with straps down the side and some gloves with extra armour on the knuckles.

Paul had designed a Helmet to go with the bike and was a very similar design to one the shop stocked.  While Marc was distracted by some rubber Paul enquired if the Lids could be converted to accept his modifications.  He was assured that it could be done.

After two weeks of waiting the leathers, boots and gloves arrived with the surprise addition of two crash helmets with internal masks and tubes coming out of them.  Marc looked very confused, but soon had a raging hard on one he saw the inside of one of the lids.

The next day the bike was due back from the paint shop and the pair could go out for the first time to show off their joint creation.  To help pass their time, as it was sure to go slowly after almost four years of graft, they decided to have a rubber-bondage session.

Paul wore his full rubber suit with attached hood, gloves, and boots with additions to his crotch area to enable his cock, encased in a sheath to be locked away of played with, and a plug through the back of the suit into his arse.

Marc decided on matching Paul as closely as possible and wore his all in one rubber suit with attached gasmask hood, waders with sheath shorts beneath and a nice big buttplug up his arse too.

Marc tied Paul standing upright in the frame in their playroom first and made him squirm with joy over and over bringing him to the edge of orgasm then leaving his cock throbbing wanting to be touched for those few seconds more.

But Marc and Paul had been playing these sort of games for over five years now and Marc was getting ever better at reading Paul’s reactions to the point where he could stop wanking him and make the final explosive orgasm last for an absolute age!

Paul was as equally gifted as Marc and he didn’t dislike what was done to him one little bit, in fact he really enjoyed being pushed to the edge thinking he was going to cum each time only to be denied over and over again.

This feeling of denial only made him feel even more aware of his bondage and the rubber totally covering his body and filling his arse.

Marc decided to fill Paul’s mouth with a gag and chose a substantial cock shaped gag connected to a head harness muzzle.  Once fitted over his rubbered head, Paul was silenced.  A gasmask was then pulled over the lot and a tube connected to the intake.

Marc and Paul had a very well stocked playroom hidden under their house and that included a very sophisticated air supply to which poppers could be added via a computer control.

Marc connected this device to Paul and then went back to his captive’s cock and began to wrap it with rope, making Paul’s balls bulge with the large amount of spunk built up inside of them, he then wrapped the rope around his cock producing groans of ultimate pleasure from under the gasmask.

Marc pulled the rope slowly from Paul’s cock and began wanking him again, but decided that this time he wouldn’t stop.  Meanwhile Paul was in ecstasy feeling like he had already cum in his rubber and he felt like he wasn’t stopping for anything, the poppers pumped into his airway filling the gasmask and giving the feeling of the hood and gasmask shrinking around his head.  And with that Paul shot his load into his cock sheath, he swore he saw stars and beautiful lights.

Exhausted, Paul hung from the frame, and Marc began releasing his victim caressing his bound points with love and tenderness.

After Paul was fully released they both lay on the bed in the playroom refreshing themselves with a large cool drink, still in their full rubber suits.

Paul decided that Marc needed a nice long stint in the vacrac.  Marc agreed as it was something of a favourite of his.

After an hour or two of being sucked down Marc felt a strong vibration at his cockhead, and immediately knew that the torment was to begin.

Paul teased and tickled Marc for what seemed like hours to him, and finally he came with an almighty shot from his cock, feeling like the biggest jet of spunk he felt like it would have hit the headboard had he not been in the vacrac.

After an almost endless night of rubber pleasure, both guys were exhausted and were so tired they fell asleep in their rubber gear down in the secret playroom, in each others rubbery embrace they slept until dawn.

The day the bike was due back had come and both Marc and Paul were very keen to see their creation.  The last night had given them a renewed feeling for the perverted side of both their natures and the arrival of their labour of love today made both guys feel the best they have done ever.

Paul in a hazy dreamlike state was making breakfast daydreaming about how good he would look on the pillion seat in their new leathers behind his boyfriend dressed exactly the same as him.

Marc sat at the table and got up to make the tea as breakfast was almost ready, as he was in a dreamlike state like Paul….imagining the sight of the pair of them on the bike in full kit, he thought he saw a wave of distortion in the relatively dark side of  the kitchen.

Suddenly Marc felt very uneasy as he felt like someone or something was watching him.  Paul turned to see Marc looking quite pale and asked him “u o.k. babe?”

Marc being the less inventive or imaginative of the two dismissed this ‘wave’ and feeling as a figment of his imagination, maybe Paul’s stories of Aliens were getting to him.

With that, Marc made the tea, and just as he finished Paul put their breakfast on the table, they sat down and finished a full English breakfast as their usual was cereal, the hot bacon, eggs, sausages, beans, and toast went down well.

Paul took the plates and started the washing up, but it soon got forgotten as the van which contained the bike arrived beeping it’s horn.

Both Marc and Paul raced to the front door and while Marc accosted the driver, Paul opened the garage door.

The freshly airbrush painted bodywork gleamed in the sunlight even though it was mostly grey, black and silver.  Perfectly matching their leathers, boots, gloves and helmets, both guy knew the whole setup was almost too good to be true.

After the bike was delivered back the guys wheeled it into the garage away from prying eyes and proceeded to get ready for the maiden voyage.

Both Paul and Marc squeezed themselves into their new leathers, first the trousers with kneesliders, then the big chunky boots designed to fit around the kneesliders with big buckles and metal armour on the shins and around the foot in various places.  Next the Jacket gets put on over nothing as the lining is plush and the weather is fine, the jacket also connected to the trousers via full length zip.

Then the boys put their new matching helmets on, slipping their heads into the snug fitting interiors with the rubber face mask connected to the tubes exiting from the side fitting airtight to their mouth and nose areas.

Finally the gloves are secured and the gear is complete, both guys getting surges of excitement and they can’t control their gear fetishistic urges and decide to grope each other in their heavy padded, armoured kit covering every inch of their bodies.

Marc straddles the bikes and plugs his tube into the tank, which strikes him as odd, as firstly he didn’t put a nozzle on the tank, and secondly he didn’t think to connect the tube, he just did it.

Meanwhile Paul opens the garage door and Marc starts the bike up and shmoozes out of the garage. 

Paul closes the door behind him and sets the alarm to the house.  He turns to get on the pillion seat and sees his boyfriend wriggling his tightly leathered body on the riders seat adjusting his position.

For a moment Paul is lost and sees Marc and the bike as on being, with the colours and textures of the bike, the leathers, boots, gloves and helmet gelling perfectly with each other, then he remembers he is wearing the same and immediately gets horny.

He carefully strides the back of the bike, adjusts his position on the seat and places his feet on the footpegs.  He then takes the tube from his helmet and plugs it into the nozzle inbetween the two seats.  He realises as Marc did that this wasn’t there before and he also found it odd that he did it so naturally.

Marc raises the revs and the bike throbs beneath them both, he lets the clutch out and they move off.  A passer by, walking their dogs stops and gawps in amazement at the two-wheeled form leaving the vicinity.

As mark is riding he realises he is ina very comfortable position and his hands are very comfortable inside his new gloves, he realises that he cannot take his hands away from the controls, not only that, but his feet are stuck to the footpegs.  A panic starts to fill Marc’s head, as he knows that when he stops he won’t be able to put a foot down and his pride and joy will be ruined on the first outing.

They come up to the first set of lights on their journey and they turn green just as they get there.  At the second set of lights they stay on red, Marc downshifts and cruises to the lights but they stay red, he comes to a halt next to a car full of young guys.  A major embarrassment falling over and not being able to get off the bike, hell it would be bad enough to drop the bike.

The car full of lads look over to this form pulling up next to their car and they gasp as an arm on each side deploys to steady the bike as it halts.  All the occupants of the car stare at the two guys appearing to become one form with the bike itself.

The style of the bodywork and the colours and textures help this illusion, but in reality both Marc and Paul on the pillion seat are actually becoming part of their bike.

Both guys begin enjoying the feeling of bike bondage, their boots attached to the footpegs, Marc’s hands locked to the bars and Paul’s locked around Marc, rubbing his chest and crotch.

Unknown to them the seats underneath them were forming anal intruders which would pierce the leather suit they were both wearing and full both their arseholes only to expand and hold both guys firmly to the seats.  Both buttplugs begin to vibrate as they are connected directly to the frame os the bike and transmit the engines un-damped vibrations directly to their prostates.

Now both guys are locked in position they are under the bikes control completely.  The helmets shrink around their heads and begin to join underneath, meeting the top of the leather’s collar, which rises to meet the helmets only to join up and form one joined skin.

Other connections are being made at the zip connecting the jacket and trousers, and the boots on their feet, also the zip along the front becomes leather and the leather grows under the helmets to cover their heads inside the helmets forming tight hole-less hoods, blinding both passengers to their journey ahead.

What pervs want

So, some of you might be familiar with our old website hosted graciously on Airdrive.co.uk but we closed the gates on that chapter (well, added a holding page) midway through 2013. 

We are not web designers and needed something easier to manage so after good friend S10Boi showed me it was much easier to update a blogger website and make it look like your own we've decided to give it a go.

So, what we are wondering is what 'old' content you'd like to see first, or whether you'd rather see fresh new content?  Please leave a comment below which for this time only I've opened up to anyone.

First Post

Well, the good news is Pervybikers will be returning via Blogger.  Bear with us as we upload the old content including the original content of Stories, Video links to Xtube, photos and more.

Depending on what kind of response we get determines the frequency and quality of what gets uploaded, so feedback is appreciated!