NOTE: I couldn't access the blog today. I wasn't sure if it was a ransomware attempt or not but looks like google cleared it up. They sure picked the wrong blog site to ransom!
I know I have touched on "nylon conversions" before in some past blog subjects and how to do your first "silking" on another guy, but I don't think I've ever talked about how to actually tell someone you are into underwear--much less nylon tricot. Particularly someone you are not or not going to be sexually involved with any time soon.
My first thought about it would be: "Don't." People really don't understand others' peculiarities and when they say they do or, worse, "It's ok," they don't and it's not. What I have discovered over the years is that even other guys who say they are "into underwear" and/or "into nylon" can also be into baggy boxer shorts and lycra because they don't even know what nylon tricot is. Of course, at least they are"into" something and you might at least get some sympathy or a mercy ejaculation into your briefs....
You may or may not even know where your fetish came from. For most of us it was something pretty early and usually before our "sexual awakening" in puberty. I had already been jerking off in nylon tricot for 7-1/2 years before I produced any sperm--which I assume is the official opening date of puberty? I already had my underwear fetish (and collection) firmly in place and was soon to discover they actually did make silky nylon tricot for men in the form of Speedos (and other brands) so at least my usual beating when I was caught with a nylon panty would end--although mainly because I developed better hiding places.
In fact, we usually spend most of our lives hiding our most secret/private attraction from our family, friends, and even our "sexual intimates." At least with the internet, we can scream it from the rooftops under an assumed identity along with everyone else's "peculiarities." In my own case, I tended to let enough of the nylon cat out of the bag to have my needs satisfied without too much of an issue, but it seldom extended into a mutual or shared interest. Sometimes a partner would wear his own nylon tricot underwear or Speedo as an acknowledgement of my own interest or withhold it when he was pissed. I know I've related the famous words of my first LTR from 20's into 30's who said, "I think you are more into underwear than you are into me." Of course, truer words were never spoken but ultimately nylon was not the cause of the break-up, but certainly a factor when it was finally withheld permanently as a punishment. Imagine being with someone who stopped wearing ANY underwear just to punish me?!
So, how to actually TELL someone--assuming there is some reason to do so. Your vintage nylon Speedo collection crashed through the bedroom ceiling due to its size? Whoops! He discovered it or found my blog on your computer? Keep in mind the average (read "normal") guy, gay or straight doesn't really give underwear much thought at all. He couldn't tell you what brand he is wearing, what size it is, maybe not even the color of the day now that white seems to have gone away permanently. He might notice a hole in the crotch, a stain that hadn't washed out, or if it looked "too gay" for the gym. He might not even notice the fabric material and if so, you might get a "feels silky" with no other interest much less passion. So going into too much detail, or, (much worse) expecting any interest or appeal from your confession is a big mistake. Play it down. Play him up. "No, it's not those silky layers that make me shoot those huge loads into it while it's moved up and down my shaft....it's the...INSERT HIS PRIDEFUL muscle, short/long hair, mustache, 4" penis, whatever. Don't give any credit to your flowered briefs or silky garment that gets you hard just by looking at it.
Explain simply...You've always had a "thing" for it or the swim coach used to wear one (everyone had a sexy swim coach at one time or another) or some other hot gay guy from your younger years (avoid Pee Wee Herman). Of course it depends on whether or not you are telling a parent, a friend, or your partner, too. Minimize, minimize, and minimize...then downplay. They will NEVER understand what the attraction is and will feel threatened by it because how do you compete with sliding vintage nylon on your cock vs. a handful of lube?
Wait for questions--don't volunteer too much. There is an element of threat when you have a fetish and your partner (of one night or one lifetime) doesn't or can't imagine what the attraction could be. We've all seen porn where the guys are getting undressed and the last thing to go is the underwear. You want it to stay on as long as possible or not come off at all (Yay!) but it's ripped off and thrown away like something disgusting or it's in the way of your sexual well-being. The most you can hope for is using it for a cum rag at the very end instead of you both ejaculating into your underwear and sharing it later when you fall asleep in each other's briefs.
Keep it light and let him make fun of it--don't defend. When my nylon fetish is referred to as "plastic" I may cringe, but I'm not going to get all upset about it. It probably does actually share a few familiar molecules with plastic, but I know what it means to me and has for most of my life. So if the worst that can be said about it is "plastic," well that's still better than the beatings from my father during the early years.
Ok, you've made it through another sermon, it's time for some nylon pleasure....
Nothing like a selfie through your nylon underwear--both your heads in the same shot. One head is about to shoot, however..... |
Photos like this are getting to be pretty common. I love it when their hands are feeling their nylon briefs and the pride is being shown by their manhood pushing against the silky fabric. |
Most likely a vintage, l00% nylon tricot Gulbenkian U.S. Navy suit. I'd like to think he has explored it and the pleasures of nylon with it, but something tells me he could use some more instruction. |
Not a bad combo fetish...2 different suits. I already know which one is going to win and I'll be he does, too. |