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General Thoughts- In this section I express some general thoughts on fetish objects none of which necessarily have any basis in fact. They are just my feelings or information I have gleaned over the years from learned sources.General Thoughts About FetishesToy Rubber Balloons- This section deals with my feelings regarding toy rubber balloons as fetish objects. I look at specifically what sort of balloons I find most appealing as well as the characteristics they posses that I find sexually attractive. I examine the ease with which they are broken or destroyed and how this generates extreme levels of sexual stimulation.
Short Pants- This section deals with my feelings regarding short pants as fetish objects, both when worn by other males as well as when I wear them myself. I look at specifically the type and style requirements shorts must have to be sexually attractive to me as well as what implications this class of garments posses that cause me seeing and wearing them to generate sexual arousal.
In this section I express some general thoughts on fetish objects none of which necessarily have any basis in fact. They are just my feelings or information I have gleaned over the years from learned sources.
Let me state right off that I consider my fetish and sexual anomaly to be the major curse of my life. It has isolated me and drastically affected my ability to relate and socialize with other people. In addition it has consumed vast amounts of time that could have been far better spent doing things that would have been much more positive in my life and for those around me. The introspective comments that follow are based on my observations and thoughts as well as thoughts expressed by other fetishists who have shared their life histories with the fetish community.
Webster defines a fetish as an object used to achieve sexual excitement or fulfillment. Objects that tend to become fetishes always have characteristics that the fetishist finds, often without fully realizing it, that key into the reality of his sexual pleasure or are associated with significant sexual situations from the past. This is brought about through the use of all the fetishist's senses; sight, touch, smell, sound, and sometimes even taste. In addition objects may become fetishes because of their use; either by the fetishist or with a sexual partner. However, often in this later case, the object though sexually important is not a true fetish but a paraplegia; something that becomes an aid or a means of increasing stimulation during more conventional sexual activity.
In the essays that follow, as well as many of my rambling writings, I use the term "stimulation". What I am referring to is sexual arousal on one of several levels as the result of something I'm doing, witnessing, or that threatens destruction of my fetishes. The first stimulation level usually involves an involuntary erection. The next higher level involves usually a full erection with a small discharge of semen. Then comes the level where it becomes difficult not to attend to my sexual distress immediately without enduring discomfort. These initial three levels often subside fairly quickly when the cause of my stimulation is removed or ended. The ultimate stimulation levels I have ever experienced created a lengthy effect that actually caused aching in my testicles, long term semi or total erections, along with very heightened emotional states. Relieving myself during these times generally resulted in just a temporary reduction in my heightened stimulation level. I have only had about a half dozen such incidents, all during my teen years. These incidents lasted from a few days to as long as two weeks. In every case they were precipitated by actual or perceived threats to my fetishes being destroyed; always against my will, usually by my father.
From what I have learned, virtually all true fetishists began their sexual life before puberty and a point in time where they become aware that sex is something that is normally shared with others. The thought of a male or female "friend" upon which sexual stimulation can be based is just never considered by most children before 12 years of age, especially if they have no siblings or close contact with other children. Therefore it is relatively common that objects are selected upon which they may direct their sexual desires and fantasies as opposed to a applying them to a sexual partner.
Most children that have the misfortune to discover their sexuality prematurely are often in situations where there is tension or conflict in the family setting. At the time I was 5 years old, I now know such a situation did exist; but at the time I don't think that I was in any way aware of it. Both my parents were openly loving to each other, at least in my presence, as well as very loving toward me.
Generally the fetishist gains the greatest pleasure from his toys when they are actually present and are being actively integrated into his sexual pursuits. Often however there are physical constraints present that prohibit the use of actual fetish objects during his sexual play. There may also be situations when the objects are just not available to the fetishist. Part of the attraction that fetish objects develop is the fact that the fetishist generally tends to keep his unnatural love of them secret from others. The most common inability to make use of available fetishes is generally due to the great fear most fetishists have of being discovered. As a result, when unable to use actual fetish objects, the fetishist will usually incorporate them into his sexual play via recollection of sexually stimulating past experiences or other mentally generated erotic fantasies that may or may not be related to his actual experiences. My sometimes factual erotic experiences are presented in the Chronicles sections. My erotic fantasies I have collected in the Fantasies section.
Another source of great pleasure many fetishists get from their sexual playthings is watching them being destroyed. Often this will be at the hand of the fetishist himself or someone else present who may not necessarily be a sexual partner. In many cases the other party isn't even aware of the sexual nature of the object or the intense stimulation they are creating for the fetishist as they play with or break it. Many fetishists go to great lengths to set up scenarios where they can observe others handling or wearing their fetish objects.
I suspect the greatest stimulation intensity a fetishist receives occurs when fetish objects are deliberately destroyed against his will, especially if done in a manner not normally associated with the objects normal mode of demise. An example would be deliberately puncturing un-inflated balloons rendering them useless as opposed to puncturing inflated balloons and having them pop which is the normal means of destruction.
A suspect a large number of fetishists who developed their sexual attraction to objects at a young age have experienced the confiscation and destruction of their fetishes; usually by parents or others who are in authority. The intense stimulation this normally creates, especially if they were in a position to witness the destruction, generally carries over into later fetish life and often gets re-created by fetishists in the form of deliberate destruction of a portion of their fetishes. This destruction can often be ritualistic in nature with very specific procedures and methods employed to accomplish the deed, often mimicking original forced destruction of the objects.
From man's earliest days when he discovered fire, burning has always represented the ultimate means of destruction. The material used in the majority of fetish objects is usually organic based and therefore flammable in nature. I suspect this is due to the fact that fetish objects are generally directly or indirectly substitutes for living sexual partners. Skins or leather, cloth of all sorts, wood, rubber, plastic; they all burn with a reasonable degree of ease. Therefore I suspect for many fetishists the ultimate method of destroying their fetish objects would be to put them to the torch. This is the method I find to be the most stimulating. Not only is the object rendered unusable for the fetishists purpose but, except for ash and other residue that remain after it's burned, the fetish simply no longer exists.
Both balloons and short pants burn very easily. Rubber balloons are mainly fabricated from natural rubber which burns readily; flaming up quickly and then melting into a tar like black pitch that boils and bubbles as it flames away for a lengthy period of time until all the organic content has been consumed. The majority of short pants are made from cotton with the remainder made from other natural fibers or synthetics such as polyester or nylon. In rare instances shorts can be found made of leather or rubber.
Short pants made from natural fibers burn readily and fairly quickly, even if treated with fire retardents, leaving a silky cloth like residue. Shorts made from rubber or other organic synthetics such as nylon melt as they burn and are soon reduced to a gooey mass of flaming plastic before being finally consumed. Leather shorts such as Leiderhosen burn readily but fairly slowly as they become reduced to thicker sheets of ash. I actually burned a pair one time because they were about the most uncomfortable shorts I have ever tried to wear.
Watching my fetishes burning has always given me high levels of stimulation, generally more so than if they are destroyed in other ways that would render them unusable for my purposes. With fire there is no effort required; the flames do all the work. After the flames flicker out there is nothing that remains but memories. I rarely mutilate balloons or burn usable un-inflated balloons, but I do enjoy from time to time ripping my short pants. Again I get a greater level of stimulation if I deliberately tear them to pieces as opposed to having the baggy legs snag on some brush and get torn in a normal manner. Torn shorts are always put to the torch at the conclusion of my destructive rituals.
Non fetishists may well wonder what in the world any person could find sexually stimulating about thin rubber bags and, perhaps even more so, boys / men's athletic and outerwear shorts. However these two classes of objects become sexually stimulating to me, in and of themselves, before and during adolescence; and playing with balloons and wearing short pants both in private as well as in public situations still provides me with major sexual stimulation even to this day. I hope to explain my attraction to these objects in the sections that follow.
As outlined in the About Me section,
immediately upon discovering self stimulation I began to incorporate destruction
fantasies related to my toys. As a result of this my attraction to toy
rubber balloons came first because they were a toy I was actually encouraged
to break, and was brought about by several factors which are covered in
the
For many fetishists clothing of all sorts provides ample sexual stimulation. I suspect, unlike balloons which become fetish objects primarily through the fetishist's senses when he interacts with them, specific items of clothing tend to become sexually attractive as a result of past stimulation while the fetishist was either wearing the articles or observing others to which he may have been sexually attracted, wearing them. In the case of my short pants fetish both of these factors are operative. Just wearing nice loose fitting shorts today of the sort that I wore as a young child transports me back to those bygone fun filled days which were also inadvertently filled with some of the most sexually stimulating play of my life.
My sudden attraction to short pants, especially worn by boys, as sexual objects was largely driven I suspect by my post puberty homosexual leanings. These generated a new concept for me; having a human sexual partner to share my fetish pleasures with as opposed to just interacting with inanimate objects. Suddenly observing other boys / men wearing short pants as well as wearing them myself became sexually stimulating. In addition I discovered just viewing pictures, especially of boys my age as well as older males modeling good looking shorts and displaying manly legs, quickly became a passive adjunct to my shorts fetish just as porno pictures do for the majority of normal males.
Specifics relating to what I find
sexually stimulating about short pants can be found in
Toy
Rubber Balloons as Fetishes
This section deals with my feelings regarding toy rubber balloons as fetish objects. I look at specifically what sort of balloons I find most appealing as well as the characteristics they posses that I find sexually attractive. I examine the ease with which they are broken or destroyed and how this generates extreme sexual stimulation. In addition I cover some of my fun balloon play activities.
While there are a large number of individuals whose fetish class is objects that are inflated (and in general can be POPPED or destroyed by puncturing), often including all sorts of vinyl pool toys, mylar balloons, rubberized cloth rafts, etc., such objects are of little interest to me because they are not made totally of rubber. Also unless they are crushed they do not tend to burst violently apart the way rubber balloons do. If there is any destruction of the inflatable other than the actual puncture it is usually just a rip or split that is produced. In the case of a rubber balloon that is reasonably inflated, when it bursts, the rubber bladder is suddenly ripped asunder because of the ease with which rubber rips under the stress of the contracting skin. Now this is not to say that stomping on a tightly inflated vinyl beech ball and busting it or sticking a knife again and again into a rubber raft and hearing the air wheezing out of it as I feel it collapse and sink under me wouldn't give me a "twinge".
Rubber in itself is a fantastically ideal fetish material. A vast number of fetishists are turned on by rubber objects, and virtually anything that contains rubber has probably been used at one time or another as a fetish object. Some of the characteristics of rubber that make it so attractive as a fetish material are it's skin like feel, softness and pliability, smell, elasticity and the ease with which stretched rubber rips. It also exhibits a rather unique way of burning, which I at least, find to be sexually stimulating. Just fondling a large sheet of thin rubber or wearing loose fitting baggy garments made of rubber sheeting are major turn on for me. However, in this regard you will find that most rubber clothing fetishists prefer skin tight rubber clothing because their real interest isn't the article itself, but in the wearer. This is not my case.
For me balloons, and here we are talking strictly the rubber variety, have become the ideal fetish objects. First balloons are 100% made from rubber or latex, which is unquestionably one of the most sexually stimulating materials available as noted above. Just plunging my hand into a large bag filled with un-inflated balloons and bringing a handful up to my nose I find very stimulating. I enjoy grabbing one of the thin bladders and stretching it between my fingers while pulling it apart between my two hands as I feel the strength and elasticity of the rubber skin resisting my efforts; all the while knowing how easily I could dig my nails in and tear the rubber, forever rendering the balloon totally incapable of performing it's life's destiny.
Second when balloons are inflated the unique visual appearance, the feel and sounds they produce when handled, the smell they exhibit after being inflated for a few days, immediately bring pleasant sexually stimulating childhood memories flooding back to me. The obvious tissue thinness of the balloon's skin, the bright colors, and for translucent ones, the subdued tinted light that passes through the tightly stretched rubber skin reinforces the reality of how fragile and easily such pretty playthings can be suddenly and totally destroyed. The slightest prick of any sharp object will cause the rubber to rip violently apart; instantly turning the pretty toys into torn and often shredded useless sheets of rubber.
Unless a deliberate attempt is made to break balloons, you never really know for sure that a balloon that can seem to be unbelievably durable one moment won't suddenly POP on it's own the next for no apparent reason. This always present uncertainty keeps all balloon fetishists including yours truly on a stimulation edge whenever we engage in balloon play sessions. You just never know for sure while you are blowing up a balloon or when handling it if it is going to burst unexpectedly.
The resilient press of a balloon against bare skin and the resulting friction and squeals of protest when the balloon is scrubbed against the fetishist's body provide ample tactile and auditory sensations that really enhance balloon play. I'm sure the balloon's skin like feel is subtly transformed in our minds into a sexual partner. Such "body contact" with balloons is always guaranteed to give me a "stand up" situation. As a result many balloon fetishists exclusively ride or "hump" large balloons, rather than play / burst them in more conventional ways for this very reason. They generally are non poppers and their balloons often survive many play sessions until they can't stand the punishment of the fetishist's weight and cock being scrubbed on them any longer; at which point they burst and usually trigger an extra pleasurable orgasm.
Third balloons are toys that are intended to be destroyed. Whether used as playthings or for decoration, the vast majority of balloons, once inflated, die a sudden and catastrophic death. Even balloons that slowly loose their air until they are reduced to super soft semi stretched rubber bags are often punctured or ripped to reduce their disposal bulk before being discarded. Poppers experience a great deal of enjoyment as well as stimulation when they are breaking balloons; and experience even greater excitement watching others burst them. We will often devise ingenious ways of popping them and will go to great lengths to finagle unsuspecting people into aiding us in our balloon bursting endeavors.
Balloons are extremely fragile and are the most easily broken inexpensive toy available. From what I have discovered, fetishists tend to have a love / hate relationship with their fetish objects. I most definitely do. While on one hand we revere our fetishes and often go to great lengths to keep them from being destroyed we also experience often vastly greater sexual stimulation during times when they are broken, either on purpose or accidentally, especially if against our will. As an example; during my early years at the end of balloon play sessions with dad it was mother's mandate that all inflated balloons be destroyed. Presenting the few extra tough balloons that had survived a play session to my father's lit cigarette and watching them POP always added to my already present high level of sexual stimulation. Years later when I was sixteen and was commanded to sacrifice the handful of balloons I had won at the carnival to my Dad's destructive cigarette in a very similar situation, the stimulation I received from the balloons being so readily destroyed against my will was an order of magnitude greater. On that occasion my "stim" high actually lasted for several days. The fact that he also destroyed my one and only pair of non gym shorts at the same time unquestionably was an added factor in the incident.
Although probably half of the balloon fetishists are what are known as 'non poppers', going to great lengths to avoid having their rubber toys burst, the ever present possibility of a POP or unintended puncture / rip adds to their balloon play sexual stimulation; although I suspect not to the extent that "poppers" experience because of their noise "fear" factor. I myself am a "popper"; gaining additional pleasure in having my toys break while I am playing with them. I enjoy seeing how much abuse a balloon will take before the rubber yields to my punishing rubbing and squeezing. I do however revert to being a non popper when I am playing with large hard to get and expensive balloons, or those that have otherwise earned a reprieve from their ultimate destruction because they are extra pretty or exhibited unusual endurance during my balloon play.
From my father's insistence that I apply the point of "Mr. Buster" to my balloons (the hat pin I was given to bust balloons during our first few balloon play nights) to watching him apply his lit cigarettes to them (resulting in his obvious delight and my pleasure), it was permanently instilled in me the reality that all balloons are destined to be broken. The sudden sharp POP with the bright sheets of rubber flying away and landing on the floor always sent jolts of excitement through me. I think this is the case with most, even non fetish individuals, except those who have a real dread of being around popping balloons. Just watching a group of kids or adults 'cleaning up' after a balloon decorated party makes this clear. After the first few tentative POPs from the braver kids or the less inhibited adults the hall quickly becomes filled with balloon busting anarchy.
There is no question I relate the burst of a balloon to my own orgasmic releases. When I am isolated and have balloon play while I am pleasuring myself, I always 'bust a few' during the point of sexual relief. My penultimate sexual play involves inflating then bursting or torturing several balloons by squeezing and rubbing them on my body, which increases my 'Tim' and really gets my juices flowing. Unfortunately, in many cases there are other family members present in the house who are not aware of my 'balloon thing'; so in these situations I must pull up mental images from previous actual or fantasy experiences. A number of these episodes that I have found stimulating and have repeatedly used over the years even to this day are recorded in the four Chronicles and Fantasy sections of this site.
Forth balloons are a toy of childhood. They are often readily available at the time of premature sexual discovery. Many fetishists relate in their histories, that upon stroking their penises and discovering the pleasures of orgasm, they experimented by using various materials and objects to enhance their masturbatory 'play'. The soft skin like texture of a partially inflated carnival balloon was as far as most balloon fetishists, including myself, bothered to experiment.
Fifth balloons are also a toy of adulthood. Far and away the majority of balloons, most of which are used as decorations, are destroyed by adults; so situations involving adults bursting balloons are not at all uncommon. As a result a vast number of balloon fetishists enjoy or fantasize about balloon play in adult settings and readily transfer these scenes to their sexual play when they are fortunate enough to find willing sexual partners. As is often the case, they have no partner, so they are forced into invoking mental images of balloon play / bursting situations to enhance their stimulation. A large number of net sites have addressed this need by offering hundreds of videos that focus on balloon destruction, usually by sexy looking women, as the majority of balloon fetishists are "straight". I understand there are a few available featuring male 'poppers' for those of us who like to see macho men busting kids rubber toys.
Alas my sexual maturity is locked into the scenes recorded in the Chronicles. My only balloon partners were the few other boys that lived in the area, so for me the ultimate balloon busting video would have a troop of Boy Scouts, properly attired in summer uniforms or some other group of boys in short pants, inflating and busting a zillion balloons in every imaginable manner. Having them in shorts would not be essential, but nice loose fitting shorts are the ideal attire for busting balloons because of the leg exposure to the balloons they provide.
Shorts were what I wore during my balloon play sessions with my father and are the garb of choice for my balloon play today. Also, by reason of my boy friends mother's ultimatum, the nice loose fitting scout shorts I gave them were worn by my 'buds' during our all too few balloon bust sessions; reinforcing my pleasurable visions of balloons being popped by boys wearing short pants. I think the stimulation I would receive from such a video would stem from how and what was being done to the balloons, however, as opposed to any particular sexual attraction to the participants themselves.
Without doubt balloons were a dominant toy in my earlier childhood; from five to seven years of age. By the end of the clean-up from my seventh birthday party I had burst or seen destroyed in excess of 300 balloons. I doubt if many of my balloon popping peers, many of whom where in better financial shape to have balloons available, had popped as many as 25 by their seventh birthday. By the time the war cut off the supply of toy balloons I was forever a slave to their sexual hold on me.
My color preferences in balloons are either the clear translucent variety or bright vivid colored non translucent types. I do not care for pastel colors and I dislike pink. My favorite color is dark green. Green balloons enjoy special favor in my balloon play. I generally never just wantonly destroy them such as applying a pin or cigarette; although on occasion I will just blow one up until it bursts just to exercise my love / hate relationship. I generally reserve "greenies" for rubbing and squeezing during my final run up to orgasm. If they survive (I pop first) I will un-knot them and save them for another day. I will also recycle balloons of other colors if they have exhibited exceptional valor in surviving my destructive balloon play sessions; such as extreme over inflation or greatly extended physical abuse.
For toy balloons high natural rubber content is a must in order to produce the elasticity and feel as well as the unforgettable smell of bygone years. My favorite sizes are the 12 to 24 inch range for rounds, large airship tubulars, or animal shaped balloons such as 'Mickey' balloons with both a body as well as the head and ears. Generally balloons in this size range are not unduly expensive so I don't have to concern myself with the potential expense when I go on a busting spree.
I also occasionally play with larger 3 feet diameter and up balloons. I tend to recycle these to the greatest extent possible because of cost and lack of availability. They can get fairly soft and resilient after several inflation's allowing them to readily mold to the contours of my body and especially my legs. Really large meteorological balloons give me a great deal of sexual play without actually having to inflate them beyond the point of stretching the rubber. Just fondling the large soft rubber bag and feeling the balloon brushing over my legs and squeezing into my groin area can do it for me. Large under inflated balloons under these conditions tend to last for quite a while providing a good stimulation return on the dollar in spite of high initial cost.
I am also partial to large airship balloons. In addition to the relative ease in laying on them, they also have added play factor due to their ability to soar to fairly impressive heights outside when fully inflated and released in an upright position with the neck down. When they eventually POP they generally burst by simply splitting open from the neck to the far end resulting in a long rectangular soft sheet of rubber which I often enjoy tying into bands around my legs, arms, and head; but only when I am absolutely confident I will not be observed, of course. The particular brand I had during my Later Years adventures tended oxidize fairly rapidly in bright sunlight while I was wearing them causing the rubber strips to really produce that wonderful 'aged' rubber smell in a matter of less than a day.
My balloon play has always been of two sorts. Outdoors in well isolated areas, hopefully devoid of other humans; or indoors when no one else is home, usually in the cellar, or during my Adult Years in the barn. For outdoor play I either wear my hiking "scoutfit" shorts or I will strip them off and just go with the soccer or gym shorts I am wearing as under shorts after I reach my isolated balloon play area. For indoor play I generally opt for thin, light, baggy, cotton or nylon athletic shorts that permit excellent rubber / body contact.
I find outdoor balloon play tends to be more stimulating because of the space and freedom that is available, but it is far more dangerous from an unintended discovery standpoint. During the day the sound of a party balloon inflated to bursting can easily be heard as much as two miles away. At night this can reach four miles. Also I can never really be sure someone else isn't hiking or poking about near my area of play. If I was spotted busting /playing with balloons out in the boondocks it would be a bit harder to explain than if I were caught in the privacy of my own home.
Depending on locale there are a number of balloon play things I like to do outside that are impossible indoors. These include:
Rocket balloons- inflating and launching tubular (airship) balloons up in the air. This requires a large open area free from trees. Depending on the rubber quality the balloons are good for five to fifteen trips aloft before rubber fatigue sets in and the balloons pop while I am inflating them.
Balloon sailing- standing on a hill in an open area while batting large round balloons up into the air on a windy day. Caught by the wind they can be carried for some distance. This activity requires open hilly ground. Usually there is a good chance for a POP when they do make landfall because most open areas I can find are usually covered with many species of non balloon friendly plant life. This often eliminates the need to go retrieve them .
Sunlight aging- Inflating round balloons and tying them out in the bright sun to generate that velvet look and unforgettable smell. With quality natural rubber balloons anything over four hours will finish off most of them so I have to watch how long I cook 'em.
Hot air sailing- If I can get away with the smoke, a modest camp fire generates a rising column of hot air that will carry round party balloons to heights of 30 feet or more. I also find there is something really stimulating about purposely batting my pretty rubber balloons closer and closer to the crackling flames with the inevitable POP. Then watching the torn rubber shrivel and burst into flames on the coals.
Grass play- I find flopping on and grinding balloons with my bare knees into nice lush meadow grass quite stimulating. I love to hear the squeak, squeal, and finally the inevitable POP as I squish down on them with my bare legs.
Targets- Balloons do make great targets for virtually any projectile. When they are hit they burst, period. There is nothing quite as satisfying as standing off several yards and then zipping a BB pellet through a nice fat balloon and hearing it POP as if by magic when the rubber splits apart.
Flora pop- A forest or meadow has a zillion things that just can't wait to puncture toy balloons. Just blowing them up and batting them about in the woods or open field will turn most balloons into torn rubber in nothing flat.
Rubber burning- Outdoors when I have busted all my toys I have the added option of gathering up the torn remains and touching a lit match to them. Rubber has such a unique way of burning; melting and dripping then finally bubbling like hot tar as the flames destroy the last visages of the balloons. The major advantage I have with this is that from a short distance there is little visual difference between the pile of torn rubber from the balloons I have popped or the pile they would have made if dumped uninflated out of the bag. Fantasizing that I am watching perfectly good balloons being burned adds a bit of zip to my day's fun even though I got to enjoy popping them all initially.
Indoors or out the standard balloon torture methods are always great fun. Inflate 'till burst is always a good way for me to get started. I pick out a few sizes or colors I don't particularly like and blow them up until they POP. The feel of the tight rubber fighting to contain the air I am forcing in, while knowing that nothing is going to prevent it from rupturing, really gives be a 'buzz'. A few blow to pops also clears the stale air out of my lungs while providing good pulmonary exercise. Squeezing, rubbing, twisting, really makes balloons squeal and I know that sooner or later the rubber is going to let go and provide that satisfying POP. Bare knee grinding on a carpet provides firm rubber / leg contact until the inevitable POP. Sit pops are always good fun when the balloon is positioned so the neck pushes out between my legs and "jewel" bag. Then the zing under my thighs and the slight drop acknowledges another balloon has fulfilled it's destiny.
On some occasions I just have
an urge to dispose of a sizable quantity of balloons. I will inflate several
dozen at one time and bust them off in more conventional ways. Batting
them up in the air and allowing them to drop on a pin- POP. Kissing their
tight rubber skins with a lit cigarette- POP. Flattening them under my
Ked sneakers along with a bit of foot twisting as I apply the destructive
pressure. This always generates some nice rubber contact squeal before
the BOOM. Balloons are always good targets even indoors. I well thrown
dart will bust the toughest balloon, guaranteed. The satisfying POP as
the point of the dart punctures the rubber skin gets me every time.
Short
Pants as Fetishes
This section deals with my feelings regarding short pants as fetish objects, both when worn by other males as well as when I wear them myself. I look at specifically the type and style requirements shorts must have to be sexually attractive to me as well as what implications this class of garments posses that cause my seeing and wearing them to generate sexual arousal. A brief discussion on the Boy Scout look and how knee stockings and neckerchiefs enhance the wearing of short pants.
For most fetishists it is usually a very narrow class of clothing: i.e. girls panties, nylon stockings, shiny nylon soccer shorts, etc. that we find sexually attractive for reasons discussed in the introduction above. As for me, my infatuation is with boys / men's athletic or outer wear shorts of all sorts as well as materials. I have no interest in 'boxer' underpants or other shorts designed primarily for use as underwear. Underclothing's normal intended function excludes them from consideration.
For this reason I also have no interest in ball hugging briefs or short shorts that are the usual fare of those whose primary interest is male genitalia. These fetishists tend to prefer tight fitting shorts; either modeled by gals or guys, depending on their sexual leaning. In the case where male wearers are the models I suspect it to be the groin bulge factor that is their primary interest. For them it is more likely the wearer, not the shorts themselves, that provides the requisite erogenous stimulation factor. The shorts being worn simply provide for apparently needed speculative imagination. In my case I am only interested in loose fitting baggy shorts that provide plenty of leg movement freedom; and yes, potential ports of view. Genitalia, exposed or hidden, is not the primary attraction short pants have for me.
Although I enjoy wearing and like to see a wide array of short pants styles worn, a must criteria for any shorts I wear is the ability to take a 'pee' by simply pulling a leg of the shorts up. Then they must be loose enough that I can readily reach up inside and grab my hose such that I can direct the end of my wee wee so the stream shoots out the leg opening. This function requires either full cut or relatively short pant legs as well as some generous looseness around the hips. Elastic waist or conventional shorts that are pleated have an edge in this regard. For hiking or general public use my ideal criteria for boys or men's shorts is pleated pants that have a relatively low rise, an inseam that brings the bottom of the hem within about three inches of the knee, and a leg opening at the hem of approximately 80% of the waist opening. The bottom line is I like shorts that look, feel, and fit like the one's I wore when I was six years old.
Unlike many other shorts fetishists I am not locked into a particular material or style of shorts either. Cotton, nylon, synthetic blends, leather, even rubber. I have them all and find them all enjoyable to wear, in different settings of course. Thin cotton gym shorts or nylon soccer shorts are ideal for balloon play because they maximize my leg exposure and produce nearly zero movement constraints. Also I almost always wear soccer or gym shorts as underpants with scout, military, or other longer legged shorts when I am out in the world. Why have things confined underneath when you are making a point of wearing nice loose shorts for their coolness and freedom?
When I am around the house I generally do not wear Jockey style underpants or, UGH jock straps, with athletic or cotton sheeting beach shorts. I'm not well endowed, so if anything should stick out, it wouldn't be too gross. In any event, when I am involved in balloon play, wearing additional underpants would defeat the requirement for a minimum thickness of material between my body and the balloons.
For outside wear around the house, aside from athletic or beach shorts, heavy elastic waist 'jams' fill the bill. Full cut leg openings reaching 1/3 to 1/2 the way to my knees is the perfect garb for yard work or just lolling in the sun. In these instances, to reduce unintended exposure when outside with these outerwear styles of shorts, I generally will wear Jockey style briefs underneath. This also eliminates potential chafing on the sensitive tip of my tool that the heavier material in these styles of shorts can sometimes cause.
For hiking some styles of military BDU's are marginally acceptable, but I would prefer another couple of inches of leg opening for most of the shorts I have. Since some military shorts have up to 4" of waist adjustment I can compensate by wearing a size larger than I really need. The downside is that oversize shorts, styled under the assumption that larger waist means taller wearer, generally have too much ass and the 'rise' is too high. As a result the crotch is not positioned well up between my legs where I would like to see it unless I hike the waist up a couple of inches above normal. This often positions the hems too high, and in my case where my obesity has created a 'radome' in front, maintaining the waist level above normal for any length of time is not logistically possible short of using suspenders. YUCK! As a result many of my better looking shorts tend to hang like those ridiculous sack shorts boys wear nowadays that hang down below their knees and have a crotch about half way down their thighs. I have to admit if I wasn't so damn FAT it would be a real plus regarding my appearance whatever the style of shorts from my extensive collection I happen to be wearing.
Since I am rather short and do not have long legs I don't think I look too bad in athletic shorts, however most men and older boys are too leggy and I find the desirable attraction of seeing them in such shorts is lost due to the excessive leg flesh exposure. Also for this reason I do not find shorts of any sort worn without at least calf length socks along with either shoes or boots at all attractive.
As with balloons I think my sexual attraction to short pants was brought about by relating them to particularly stimulating childhood through adolescent experiences; either when I was wearing shorts or when I observed other boys wearing them. In my case this latter situation suddenly occurred when I was 14 years old and I found myself sexually attracted to the good looking boy about my age riding a horse on the carrousel. It was the shorts he was wearing that really made me take note of him initially because they exposed his good looking knee and well muscled leg. In addition the fact that a boy my age had nerve enough to be seen in public sporting short pants generated a lasting 'blood and guts' impression in me. I wanted to look like him and display the courage outwardly to bare my knees as well. At the time, from a reality standpoint, the last thing I wanted to have happen is for my peers to discover I liked to wear short pants like a little boy. As things turned out a year or so later my father didn't give me any choice in this regard.
Once this incident at the park brought short pants to mind, I was able to connect shorts to the hours of sexually stimulating balloon play I experienced while wearing them in my youth. To be quite honest, my sexual maturity today is at the same level as it was in those younger days. Wearing nice loose shorts as I raced around our living room Friday nights, batting and popping balloons, as well as viewing other boys wearing short pants while playing with and bursting balloons at birthday parties, generated highly pleasurable sexual experiences for me during my youth into which I am still locked. Therefor since I am still in my youth from a sexuality standpoint, I still receive a good deal of sexual arousal simply from wearing short pants myself or observing others wearing shorts, because I still can relate so closely to those forever bygone pleasurable experiences.
A major advantage at least nowadays in having a short pants fetish is the near total acceptance, at least in the eastern US, of males of all ages wearing shorts. Not just in leisure pursuits or sports, but on the job, and yes, even in church on Sunday. This, however, was not the case in years gone by as outlined in many of the Later Year and Adult Chronicles. Because of society's present acceptance of bared male knees, I find indulging myself in public for at least 8 months of the year a breeze (the other four months it is often a freeze). This is not to say I don't garner some negative responses or pointed stares from my fellow beings even in warm weather. Then again being 65 years of age and purposefully dressing as an adolescent, often with knee socks, neckerchief, and Smoky the Bear hat, not to mention being out hiking on the highways and byways in January freeze, should be considered probable cause for derision or at least suspicion on the part of some.
Any sexual considerations aside, the cool comfort and enhanced freedom of movement short pants provide make wearing them a near necessity for me for nearly half of the year (for my hiking pursuits I wear shorts year around). Shorts free me up to expose my legs and knees to environmental contact. There is nothing like wading through high Timothy grass in short pants to bring back fond memories from my teen years. Although this activity generally results in my legs and knees getting dirtied up and occasionally a tad bloodied, this too echoes pleasures from the past when enduring battered knees displayed my shorts wearing bravado.
Nowadays I do have to watch this last factor, however, because I really don't want to advertise the fact to the world that inwardly I am really still a 14 year old Boy Scout who would love to live in nothing but shorts year round and would keenly enjoy romping about in the green sward whilst getting my bare legs mucked up. In this regard I might add I really enjoy abusing gym shorts out of doors, especially white ones, with the intent of really griming them up with dirt and grass stains. This activity usually culminates in the shorts eventually ripping and being destroyed.
As with my balloon fetish, although I love shorts and really enjoy wearing them, I also become highly stimulated when they do rip or they are burned. It is not uncommon when such a destructive urge hits me to don a perfectly good pair of shorts and purposely abuse them until they become torn and un-wearable. On many occasions I simply hang my precious pants up by the waist on metal hooks with the legs hanging down and apply a cigarette lighter to the hems. Watching the hungry flames race up the material produces that same stimulation and excitement I felt when some of my shorts were torched in this manner by father in my youth.
Whenever I am wearing Boy Scout or other military style shorts my outfit is always complemented with knee stockings and a brightly colored neckerchief. This type of dress I dub my 'scoutfit'. It is relatively rare that I actually wear BSA issue shorts for the reasons noted below, but I have a number of styles of OD colored military shorts that match well with scout knee socks. Also I have khaki military knee socks that go well with khaki, black, or dark green shorts. I have a number of nice long white socks that I use for dress up occasions when I am wearing white shorts.
I feel that knee socks, especially extra long ones that permit a generous roll over at the top, impart a definite 'macho' look to the wearer. There is the unspoken understanding that a male wearing shorts has committed his legs and his knees in particular to the full brunt of environmental impact. (Girls on the other hand are viewed as wearing shorts because they are cool, comfortable, and sexy looking). The hem of the shorts and the roll at the top of the knee socks suitably frames the wearer's totally unprotected section bare leg flesh that's just waiting to be tanned and eventually torn, scraped, and gouged.
From when they became available about 30 years ago until about 1990 I generally used long tube socks which seem to have gone out of style of late. For the most part these were only available in white with brightly colored tops. They didn't match well from the standpoint of providing that unified military look with anything other than white shorts. About ten years ago I started wearing solid color soccer stockings which I could match with a few of my military shorts. Of late I generally rely on scout or military surplus class "A" khaki knee stockings and I have a number of khaki, black, or OD colored shorts I can use with them.
I have a very special affinity for Boy scout shorts, knee socks, and neckerchiefs. This is due in large measure to the availability and extensive use of 1940's vintage summer uniforms in my youth. In addition my only sexual interaction with fetish partners involved friends wearing scout shorts, so my fantasies tend to focus on summer scout uniforms. By and large the styling of scout shorts in the last 45 years or so just from the standpoint of wearer comfort and freedom of movement has been less than stellar. The 80's era shorts aren't too bad (be great if they were pleated) but the preceding and current styles do not really meet my criteria for leg opening, looseness, or freedom of movement. Although I have a few of the old style shorts from my 'bonanza buy' left, they are too small to accommodate my present girth. I do have 2 pair of 80's era scout shorts that I occasionally use when I want to feel risqué.
Current elastic topped scout knee socks are OK and are a big improvement over the older plain nylon ones that required a garter to keep them up, however the old style were somewhat longer and permitted a nice wide double roll at the top. I still have about ten pair of the old style and I use busted airship balloons tied to from a ring for garters. Neither style of these scout knee socks exhibit a very long life when worn in the woods. Then again even military socks that tend to be heavier don't hold up too well either if I am plowing through brush in the field. My legs don't fare any to well either. They just ain't no longer leather skinned like they were in my youthful days.
Bright colored neckerchiefs also give me warm fuzzies. On a couple of occasions when I traded sweat soaked neck rags with my 'buds' and smelled the odor of their sweat, that in itself gave me more than a bit of 'Tim'. As with my shorts any unwilling actual or hint of destruction gets me excited. In normal use neckerchiefs can last for quite a while, finally succumbing to endless washings. However they can rip fairly easily when abused, especially if they have already been washed a number of times. And of course, being made of very thin material usually cotton, they will flame up and burn in a matter of seconds. Watching flames devour a pretty brightly colored neckerchief will definitely give me a solid rise.
Neckerchiefs go so naturally with warm weather garb; specifically short pants. Also when astride my stalwart steed, neckerchiefs along with my broad brimmed hat project the John Wayne look. Of course the longer shorts I wear when horseback riding instead of Levi's tends to create some detraction. I also wear scout neckerchiefs as sweat bands around my head when I am working outside and I always have one about my neck in normal scout fashion when I am out hiking or horseback riding. From a practical standpoint, here in the east where the humidity tends to be high during hot weather, neckerchiefs quickly become sweat soaked and ineffective within 15 minutes or so. Many detractors question why I am wearing extra articles of clothing when the climate would dictate less. Notwithstanding, I still enjoy that military / scout look they contribute to my knee pants outfits irrespective of any warm soggy discomfort that wearing them adds.
My collection currently contains about 60 different neckerchiefs, about half and half standard issue and commemorative / camps. I also have a number of solid colored ones I made up myself that are three to nine inches larger on the sides. These allow me to actually knot them and still have a respectable tail length that can flutter out to the side when I am moving into a head wind. Post on 7/01