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Posted: Sat Jan 12, 2019 9:14 am
by orca_boy
Been a loooong-time lurker (at least 6 years now :D) on this website and although I already donated some money, I felt like I should finally make an account and support wetsuitlads more by writing a story :wink: Hope you guys enjoy my prose and let me know if I should write more 8)


Standing amongst a crowd of men wearing nothing but skintight rubber and neoprene gear was certainly not what I thought I would be doing so soon after my boyfriend of three years broke up with me. And yet, I felt like I had finally taken the first step in the right direction.

It was a sort of impulse, really, that I stopped feeling sorry about myself and headed out to buy myself the wetsuit I had been lusting after for months now, put it on under my regular street clothes and went to a fetish club for the first time in my life.

All it took was a breakup, some excess money in my bank account and a gentle nudge from an advert for a rubber party I saw in the local queer magazine which, ironically, my now ex-boyfriend Tyler signed us up for about a year ago.

So here I was, wearing a black and green Aqua Sphere Phantom wetsuit for the first – wait, actually second time, diving head first into a crowd of other rubber-clad lads. What could go wrong.

My erection had been there from the second I left the house with my imagination running wild, but now that I was surrounded by sexy men, some of which even having their dicks or asses out, it felt even more unbearable, sliding against the neoprene layer with each and every step I took.

Only after a few minutes, I asked myself: what was I even trying to accomplish here? Was I looking for a pity fuck, or had this been a suppressed part of myself that was finally breaking free?

Either way, I didn’t have time to think this through, as something, or rather someone, had tapped my shoulder, causing me to flinch. “Hey man, nice wetsuit. I haven’t seen you around here, is this your first time? What’s your name?”, a friendly voice called out to me. It took me a second or two to properly take in who was standing in front of me.

He was a red-haired twink with ice cold but gentle blue eyes, wearing a black latex catsuit with blue panels on the sides and a matching rubber backpack. He was slim, but not excessively so, had a slightly defined biceps but probably not a gym bunny. Still, he emanated a hell of a presence.

I tried hard not to gasp and replied awkwardly, “Hi there, uhm, thanks, my name’s Ethan and yeah this is indeed my first time here. You come here often? What’s your name?”, immediately wishing I had had more confidence to back me up.

The redhead chuckled, “Yeah, I’m here pretty much every weekend. I’m well acquainted with the owner, so I made it my mission to scout out the newbies and make sure they feel comfortable here. Name’s Daniel by the way, but everyone around here just calls me Dan.”

“I knew this was too good to be true, for a hot guy like that to show interest in me, I would have had to hit the gym more often and maybe use some voodoo magic.”, I thought to myself, but as if he was able to read my mind, he smiled and calmly said, “you’re quite the catch though”, grabbed me at my neoprene-clad waist and continued, “come on, I’ll show you around, handsome”

My cock had been hard for the entire duration of our conversation but getting touched by a fellow rubber fetishist was something I had lusted after for what felt like an eternity, so I felt even more blood rushing to my member, at the same time hoping that Dan wouldn’t notice.

The club was actually an old factory that had been abandoned for some time before it became the epicenter of the gay kink scene, and it had more than enough space for everything you would expect from such an establishment: Dark rooms, glory holes, semi-private and private rooms, showers, bathtubs and a stage on which a Dom and his sub were showing off some shibari ropework to a cheering crowd.

Dan and I stood there to watch for a while, his hand being placed on my right-side waist again. The Dom on the stage was wearing a rubber biker jacket and some leather gloves while His sub was, just like me, wearing a wetsuit, an Orca S6. The tension between the two of them was mesmerizing to watch, but I couldn’t really focus on them for too long, because Dan’s hand had moved down and was now stroking my butt.

I looked at him with hungry eyes and he leaned in to kiss me, his one hand touching my face while the other kept squeezing and caressing my ass. Then, while his hand was sliding down from my face to my chest and finally to my crotch, he made me an irresistible offer: “Want me to show you the VIP area?”

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Posted: Sat Jan 12, 2019 4:08 pm
by surfydude
Wow, bring on part 2 of the fun!

Re: Revelation

Posted: Tue Jan 15, 2019 10:28 am
by orca_boy
Thanks, I'll write more if at least 3 people show interest :D

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Posted: Tue Jan 15, 2019 12:43 pm
by wetsuitlad
Please, please do a second part!! :)

Re: Revelation

Posted: Tue Jan 15, 2019 6:14 pm
by PeteRbbr
orca_boy wrote:
Tue Jan 15, 2019 10:28 am
Thanks, I'll write more if at least 3 people show interest :D
Well done that man, well worth a continuation of this story, where is this club btw, he he. I'll have 2 dust down my Orca :-)

Re: Revelation

Posted: Tue Jan 15, 2019 11:51 pm
by orca_boy
PeteRbbr wrote:
Tue Jan 15, 2019 6:14 pm
orca_boy wrote:
Tue Jan 15, 2019 10:28 am
Thanks, I'll write more if at least 3 people show interest :D
Well done that man, well worth a continuation of this story, where is this club btw, he he. I'll have 2 dust down my Orca :-)
Thanks a lot, part II coming soon (as soon as I find the time to sit down and write) ;)! Wish the club wasn't just a product of my imagination, we should make it happen :mrgreen: !

Re: Revelation

Posted: Mon Jan 28, 2019 1:34 pm
by orca_boy
Just finished writing the second part! Again, if enough people are interested, I'll continue writing :D!


The idea of getting invited to the exclusive area of a fetish club on my first visit there seemed so unreal that I just stood there, questioning the reality of the situation I was in. Was that maybe just wishful thinking? Did I perhaps misunderstand what Dan had asked me?

But before I could make any sense of what was going on, Dan removed his hand from my crotch and stepped away quickly, blushing and stuttering, “I-, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to startle you. I got a little ahead of myself there. As I said, I know the owner so I have access to all the areas, but this is your first time here so I shouldn’t be so pushy. Sorry, man.”

I took a deep breath, then mustered him for a while. Dan was visibly embarrassed, standing there awkwardly, but to me he just looked cute, especially the freckles on either side of his nose, which I didn’t notice before.

Without thinking, I put my hands on his rubber-clad hips and finally gave an answer to the question he had asked before, “It’s alright. I was just a little surprised, that a hot guy like you would invite me to the VIP area on my first day. But you know what, I think it’s a great idea. You’ve showed me everything else, so might as well do the full tour, right?”

The relief on Dan’s face was apparent. After collecting himself for a second or two, his facial expression changed to a mischievous grin, like someone had pulled a switch somewhere inside him.

“Alright, then what are we waiting for? Come on, come on!”, he smirked, then grabbed my hand as we rushed to a big, black door with a neon “VIP” sign on top of it. He let go of my hand, then reached for the blue-striped rubber backpack, opened the zipper and grabbed an elegant key.

The anticipation inside me was building up to a point where I wanted to launch myself at the door. If the public area was this exciting already, what could have been waiting for me behind this mysterious door?

I was about to find out, as Dan had unlocked it, then stood back to let me in first… and waiting for me was… just an endless set of stairs. “Sorry, we’ll have to head down for a bit. You know the underground lab from Breaking Bad? This is just like it. All the exciting stuff is far underground. Less drugs and more kinky stuff though.”, Dan’s voice echoed behind my back.

When we finally reached the bottom, the path opened up to a long corridor with branching paths, all leading to single metal doors with small windows that resembled mail slots, but on eye level. A prison came to mind.

Dan stroked the back of my wetsuit, in an effort to calm me, then explained in a reassuring tone, “Those are all private rooms for our most honored guests, some of which want to remain anonymous, so no peeking, alright? The windows are for the owner only. Make sure you address him as either Master K or Sir when you meet him.”

I gulped at the thought of upsetting someone very powerful in an underground dungeon. Dan laughed, “Don’t worry, he is friendly. It’s just an unspoken rule here, that nobody, except his respected Dom friends gets to address him by his name. His room is at the end of the hallway, where we’re headed right now. No turning back now, come on!”

Before I could prepare myself mentally, we had arrived at the door and Dan had already rang the elegant doorbell, above which was a miniature greenlight, currently indicating green. I wondered for a second, what would happen to those who rang the bell when it was red.

The door opened automatically, and gave way to a big room, reminiscent of a luxury hotel suite, although the lighting was more akin to that of a cigar club, not that I knew much about those.

Right at the entrance, there was one tall man covered in rubber from head to toe, wearing a gas mask with tinted lenses on the left - and another one, looking almost identical but even taller standing on the right of us.

Dan held out his right arm, signaling me to stop walking, then he bowed and spoke loudly, in a strangely confident tone, that I hadn’t imagined he was capable of, “Sir, I have brought you a fresh one. Subject X, subject Z, grab hold of it now!”

Without a moment of hesitation, the two tall men grabbed me at my shoulders and held me down. I attempted to struggle, yanking all of my limbs, but realized soon that resistance was pointless. Whatever was happening here, was beyond my control. All I could do now was yell, and hope that someone upstairs would hear my desperate screaming.

“Sorry, test subject, but we’re some dozen meters underground, nobody can hear you. But just in case…”, he stopped and rummaged in his backpack, then took out what looked like a black ball gag.

The nice and cute boy I was holding hands with just a few minutes ago, now looked cold and distant, as if someone else had taken over his body. Gone was the ginger twink who would reassure me and make sure I was comfortable. Now, he was treating me like a rabid dog, shoving the gag into my mouth by force and securing it way too tightly.

A tall, muscular man who was sitting on a big leather armchair in the center of the room the entire time – obviously, I was too busy fighting off Daniel, if that was even his real name, as well as the two rubber men, to notice him - now walked towards me with slow but steady steps…

Re: Revelation

Posted: Mon Jan 28, 2019 2:46 pm
by alfiej_uk
Great start, can't wait for the next part!

Re: Revelation

Posted: Tue Jan 29, 2019 5:20 am
by kinkygaynerd
Well, I'm keen for more

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Posted: Thu Jan 31, 2019 8:52 am
by zeep

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Posted: Thu Jan 31, 2019 12:54 pm
by wetsuitlad
Loving part 2!!! Hope at some point, chastity is added! :)

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Posted: Fri Mar 08, 2019 1:47 am
by TheOzardOfWiz
I demand MOAR KINKYNESS!!!!!

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Posted: Fri Apr 26, 2019 9:48 pm
by Josh
Refreshingly different, really enjoying it so far!

Re: Revelation

Posted: Sun Sep 22, 2019 5:33 pm
by orca_boy
At last, the next part! I have plans for at least two more parts but time will tell if I find the motivation to sit down ;)!


The black-haired man, now standing only a couple of centimeters in front of me inspected me like a freshly delivered package. His fearless green eyes were so intimidating, that I couldn’t look at them directly and instead focused on his neatly trimmed beard. I estimated he was about 35.

After observing me thoroughly, he applauded his loyal servants, “Good job, subject Y. You’ve brought me a fine specimen. It looks even better up close than when monitored through the security cameras. Now, go fetch your mask, prepare our new arrival’s chamber and then return to your own to await further orders.”

Dan, or should I say subject Y ran off without a second of hesitation. The green-eyed man, presumably Master K, stepped forward and took hold of my chin forcefully with his leather gloves. He turned my face both ways, as if inspecting an apple at the grocery store for any rough spots. Again, I tried to resist but the grip of the two masked men restraining me was too strong.

“I have a proposal for you. One I am sure you will like, given that you were so eager to follow subject Y down here. I offer you to become one of my subjects. That means you will continue to do your current job and pay your rent, but it will only be out of necessity. Your true purpose will be to serve me and the patrons who come to my establishment. Every single evening, as soon as you are done with work, you will come here directly, change into your drone uniform and follow my every order. Food and accommodation will be provided. That, as well as the privilege of serving me will be the only payment you ever get.

Oh, but maybe one day, if your re-education goes well, I will make you a full time drone and you will be my personal assistant. We’ll see.”

He paused and looked into my eyes, trying to read my mind, but all I could think of in this moment was “holy shit, is this really happening? I must be dreaming, right?” and my heartbeat was out of control.

Master K continued, “Now, if you are not one hundred percent interested in this opportunity, you will be released. We have no need for unmotivated subjects. In that case, you will have to sign a non-disclosure agreement though, and you will never set foot down here again. You understand our security precautions, right? It’s a once-in-a-lifetime chance, but at the end of the day, it’s your choice. Either stay, or leave unharmed.

But I am sure you must be overwhelmed right now. I will give you some time to think. What I am asking of you is to let go of your free will and that can’t be decided spontaneously, of course. For the time being, you will be moved to what would be your future abode by subject X and Z here. Dismissed.”

Without giving me a moment to take it all in, one of the two faceless men surprised me by putting a rubber hood over my head and then they dragged me out of the room. I couldn’t see a thing, my mouth was gagged and I felt utterly powerless.

They pushed me into a chamber somewhere and onto a chair. I didn’t even try to resist at this point, I had no chance to escape and I was promised to be let go if I declined the offer anyways. They secured my compliant limbs to the chair and then just left the room without saying a word, only the sound of the door slamming and locking echoed through the room before leaving me in complete darkness and silence.

I panicked. What was I thinking, following a stranger down into a basement, getting fooled so easily. I never imagined something like this would happen to me. Actually, that is a lie. Deep down, I had always wished I fetish would take over my life. I just didn’t expect it to happen to me on my first night out.

My rational side and my inner pervert were waging war inside my mind. The terror and concurrent lust I experienced being in this situation made no sense to me. I had the choice: Leave and forget this ever happened and live my life as a closeted kinkster, or consent to more of this. All the things I had experienced tonight, every single day. Being used as a rubber gimp by patrons, recruiting newbies with Dan and putting others in the same shoes I’m in right now.
That I was even considering such a crazy offer made it clear to me that I was just as fucked up in the head. I felt more and more tired trying to make sense of all this and fell asleep, still locked to that chair.

“Rise now. It is time to make your decision”, I heard Y announcing emotionlessly through a loudspeaker and flinched. My restraints were already removed while I was sleeping and the hood on my face was taken off by X or Z. I took a few moments to get to my senses and surveyed my surroundings. I was in a small chamber with nothing but a black wardrobe, simple bed with rubber sheets, the chair I was sitting in and a desk with two contracts on top of it. The faceless man beside me put a pen next to them.”

“The paper on the left is the NDA if you want to leave. The one on your right is your contract to enter our re-education program. If you choose to leave, X will escort you out and your belongings are in locker no. 58. Make your choice now. You have five minutes.”

I instinctively grabbed the re-education contract and started reading.

Re: Revelation

Posted: Sat Sep 28, 2019 4:02 am
by TheOzardOfWiz
holy shit I might have just lost 1/16th of my body's total blood count xD