How did your fetishes develop?

[bigguyinpasadena]

I think that my fetishes developed during my formative years,and are linked to early sexual memories.

Does any one else have any ideas on this?

I have a lot of fetishes!!!

Redheads,short guys,really tall guys(some of these eastern european basketball players really get me going!)big uncut dicks,huge low hanging balls.happy trails.

Some articles of clothing that make me hot;a guy wearing sweat pants or basketball shorts with no jock/underwear,Slacks made of a microfiber with silk boxers/no underwear underneath(Love to see a big dick swaying in those),well cut boxers(silk or good cotton-not knit)"swing kids"type zoot suits,guys in suit/ties.

Locations that I love.Public Johns,peep shows,public showers,department store changing rooms.

Would love to go into some of my kinks,many involving the above,but some mysteries are best left mysterious!

[Guest skrubber]

The more escorts I hire, the more I find myself attracted to their , get this, KNEES. Yes, knees, is this weird and does it qualify as kink? I am also a huge fan of loose hanging balls.

 

Everybody loves Backa Baa.

[Guest skrubber]

Replying to my own post, as nobody has ever done before, I have to clarify I did not mean does this qualify as kink but rather a fetish. I am also extremely attracted to happy trails. Keeping with the flair of the original post, I do not know where these things have come from. Nothing in my youth comes to mind as being the underlying source though I agree the formation of these fetishes do spring early in life as I have been attracted to these body parts since my formative years (with the exception of knees).

 

Everybody loves Backa Baa.

[Guest HiringAgain]

I've got a couple of fetishes that have led to some very hot experiences. One involves tying up/being tied up. My first memory of being turned on by this is reading the Hardy Boys books when I was a kid. I would read and re-read the sections where the Hardys were tied up. I was especially turned on by Joe, the younger one, being bound and helpless. This became a reality a few times where I was tied up on a bed and left there for a day or a weekend, and had to service my boyfriend whenever he wanted. We only did this together, except once when I was blindfolded, and was fed a cock that I know wasn't my boyfriend's....never found out who it was, though. He wouldn't tell me, and none of our friends ever let on that he was the one. That still gets me going....

 

I'll get into the other one later on....department store fitting rooms, and shopping mall t-rooms.

[mansniffing]

My fetish is well kept feet with closely trimmed nails . I like 'em at least size 11+ and wide with lots of smell. If there are any NY escorts that fit that bill I'd like to know. My first 69 at the age of 10 or 11 with a boy my age got me into his feet and aroma. We were doing it under the sheets and that made his odor all the more powerful.

[Guest HiringAgain]

Hi everyone, back with my other fetish: sex in public places. It started in the early 70s, when I hit puberty wearing boxer shorts and trying on pants in department-store dressing rooms.

 

At the Roosevelt Field mall near me on Long Island, most stores had individual rooms. But Alexanders had one big room, with benches around the perimeter. It was there that I first saw men in their underwear (this was just before high school), and where I first showed hard in public.

 

It took a couple of visits, but I finally got up the nerve to turn and face the room with my hardon tenting out my boxers while i pulled pants on and off. And that's where I first hooked up with a guy; we eyed each other in the dressing room, then I followed him out of the store and through the mall to the Burger King, which had a very active T-room. He blew me there, and then I went with him to his house nearby, where my ass got fucked for the first time. Totally horned up by it, I began spending a lot of time at that mall, giving and getting in all the public restrooms and dressing rooms.

 

I applied these smarts to the restrooms at the beach, at other malls, at college, then to the subway at rush hour from Queens into Manhattan--back then, in the early 80s, a place where you could have sex without taking one piece of clothing off. Just wait for the train to get real crowded, being sure to be standing next to the cute guy, then sway with the motion of the car and, when the lights went out, go for the zipper if the cock was hard to the touch through the suit or corduroys or jeans. Always worked best when the train would turn sharply or stop suddenly, when you had no choice but to push your arm and hand into your neighbor's body.

 

It's been a long time since I've done anything like that (moved on to being tied up, then on to more esoteric and personal practices). Being middle aged now, I can see the sexiness was in the dick always being hard, the danger of the public nature of it, and the thrill of going down into the subway each day not knowing whose dick and ass I'd be playing with on the way to work.

[Guest random]

I can recall only how one of my fetishes began the other simply developed over time.

 

When I was in my early teens I would have friends spend the night. These are the days when most of us would jack off like 5 time an hour. Anyway, we usually would sleep in the same bed, I only had oone large bed in my room. I was always horny, not nec. gay back then just horny, and I would wait till they fell asleep then start playing with their cock through the tight white briefs that were so trendy in those days. I would usually rub my cock in their asscrack till I came (decades before AIDS). A few would wake up and join in the fun, others would just continue to sleep.

 

This is how that fetish began, I'm sure.