The first time I got to wear rubber was in Butcherei – the most expensive, high-class fetish shop in Berlin. A friend of mine wanted to gift me a piece, as I managed to get him a flat in Prenzlauer Berg, which he loved. I always had fantasies about rubber, I got to touch it on others, but I never have worn any piece by myself. As it is already pretty expensive, I wasn’t able to follow this desire. So this opportunity was the perfect moment. I got a green transparent top with zipper in the front. It was love at first sight. A few months later, I got the matching shorts for it and with the full ensemble went to my first rubber night at lab. I’ve been to lab numerous times before for other themes, so I felt confident in going alone. I met a guy there, we’d been texting for a while. We started chatting at the bar, having a drink. One thing led to the other and we started making out. That was the ultimate confirmation, feeling his rubber on mine, the sweat underneath the fabric – I have a rubber kink. The night was great, I got introduced to a bunch of guys, who I would see regularly at rubber events and now call my friends. It is like a small family gathering on these Saturdays at lab. Most guys know each other, there is lot of talking about new outfits, personal stories about travels, life or the latest sexual adventures.
Of course, with Snax approaching at Easter, I wanted to get something new. I went to Rubaddiciton in January (pieces tailor made take their time) and ordered a transparent blue wrestling suit. Luckily, it was ready for the big night at Berghain. It fit me perfectly and you can see my tattoos underneath shining through. It really gave me the extra motivation I needed. When the evening approached, I met up with some of my friends for drinks. There were rumours about the queue being even longer than last year. Plus the bouncers reeky took precautions as they put up barriers for the queue, so people cant skip or join their friends. But this was not of any of my concerns.
My best friend, my boyfriend and me walked directly to the door, as my friend from lab told us to do. After a brief chat with the door person, we got in and were able to dive into the most hedonistic party I have encountered. Wearing something so bright in a sea of black harnesses and shorts gave me so much confident in myself and my outfit choice. I had a great night, but with the dancing, the temperatures and my gear, it was very intense for my body. I changed to my green shorts after 3 h, which was a much needed relief. I was able to continue with the adventure for another 4 hours. I was able to make new friends, new sexual encounters and a lot of confidence. In the end, my boyfriend and me left around 5 am, happy and very tired.
Overall, I would not consider myself a fetishist, more a kinkster. I still enjoy sex without it, but rubber makes me feel sexy in a way I can’t describe. It is my safe zone, my second skin.
But I do get relief after a night out, when I can take it off and have a proper shower. I don’t know if there are other kinks in my subconsciousness, waiting to be triggered. I guess I am in the right city for this.