One of my most dominant addictions revolves around my total passion for plastic and vinyl. For years, this was my “quiet” trigger of sexual compulsion. I never shared it with anyone because it seemed abstract and almost a deeper fetish than what others seem so drawn to.

Over time, I found ways to show off this fetish of mine through photography and videos on the website. Fortunately, everyone has responded overwhelmingly, so I guess I’m sort of coming out of the closet about my addiction to plastic to address all the questions that have poured in about this sensual and affordable fetish.

Plastic has obviously been (and will continue to be) a great component in a lot of my photographic work for a lot of reasons. It completely turns me on, gets my motor running, helps me find that sexual energy for photo shoots, and quite honestly, it translates extremely well into photos. It’s visually erotic and adds a surreal sense of imagery beyond average content out there. It’s funny now that as I talk to more guys and explain this, they too are discovering the thrill of this tactile wonderland. Ironically, just as I began this article, I met a guy who was curious about it. I told him what I’m about to tell you and he is now a complete and total freak about it. I hope you take similar steps to try this for yourself and decide whether or not my addiction can be your addiction, too.

My Beginning…
For me, my first interest in plastic was accidental; well, maybe not completely, accidental. Maybe I mentioned this somewhere else on my site, who knows, but I’ll throw it out there again. My first ejaculation/masturbation happened one winter night in the middle of a snow storm. I was a punk in my nylon snowmobile suit playing outside in the dark like any other kid would on a snowy night.

We had a gym set outdoors with a slide, monkey bars, rings, etc.. Bored, I began crossing the monkey bars, hand over hand, suspended off the ground just doing my thing when the sleeve of my snowmobile suit got caught on one of the bars. As I tried to work it lose, I realized the whole bar was fucked up and I caught my other sleeve on the other side, too. I suppose it would have been easy to work lose with some focus, but it was interesting enough to roll with the moment.

After a moment or two, I realized I was really stuck there! I began kicking my legs a bit, wiggling and squirming and discovered that my cock was getting rock hard . This was a total first time experience. As I hung there, the nylon snowmobile suit became a cocoon for me, rubbing gently in it’s thick and padded form against my body, yet pulled taught because of my body weight suspended. This was a new and odd pleasure I was experiencing. I can’t say that the “trapped” aspect of this play had any affect on me at the time. After all, my cock is getting rock hard for the first time and my body is telling me that something better is yet to come. Moving back and forth, the nylon gliding over my body, the suit drawn tight as the arms suspended my body weight off the ground, I was ready to explode.

It wasn’t long until I shot my load and discovered this new thing called masturbation. Bondage didn’t quite make sense to me at the time. I just knew that this new sensation was achieved by repeating that same pattern. Man, that gym sure got used that winter. I think I wound up thrashing a couple snowmobile suits in the process, too. Winter soon rolled into spring and snowmobile suits got put away to make room for other things.

Realizing I had to create some other form of suspension, I began constructing a sort of “body harness” out of plastic. It was really quite a simple concept. Just imagine a sheet of industrial strength plastic roughly the size of a beach towel between your legs with the ends gathered together over your head. It was basically a big “loop” of plastic; almost like a diaper, but instead of stopping at your waste, the ends are gathered and roped together over your head. It took some experimentation and refinement through spring and summer to continually create these “masturbation” bags, but I finally got it mastered. I found ways to adjust the plastic so it wouldn’t put so much strain and pressure points where my legs met my torso.

I found ways of “flaring” excess plastic away from my crotch to create an almost “hammick-like” sensation. As my plastic harnesses got better, I began to experiment with other aspects of this plastic fantasy. Until now, I wasn’t pressing plastic against my skin. I was shooting my load inside jeans and underwear. But like anything that interests you, I also craved to learn more and tap into every possibility. Soon, after those hot summer high-school days, I snuck out of the house at night, went into the tree line at the end of our block, stripped down naked and climbed into the trees. I hung my harness and climbed inside, sweating, rubbing, and feeling this sensation of this tight and taught confinement combined with a virtual lubrication of sweat and plastic that allowed me to slide while still being cocooned and sealed.

Over time, I began to realize that the sensation of being cocooned was also becoming an aspect of my sexual identity. From there, my other passions into bondage, encasement, imprisonment, and kidnapping developed. But that’s another story someday.

Going back to my youth, I remember how new all this was to me. I had no idea how to process it. At the time, I was craving a full body suit in plastic but was completely ignorant to the available possibilities. Fuck, I was young, struggling with the thrill of masturbation and beginning to question my sexuality. I didn’t know much then. So what’s a punk boy to do? I wanted a plastic suit, so it seemed the only way to have it was to make it. On countless nights while the family slept, I was in my room meticulously fabricating my own full body plastic suits. I cut out patterns and plastic pieces and then “hand welded” the seams together with the edge of an iron! Geezus, it’s so funny to talk about it now. My family always bitched the next morning because my room smelled like melting wires. Anyway, these suits I made weren’t that durable, weren’t always shaped right and were barely adequate. But — they sure did get my nut off without fail every time.

Present Day…
Without boring you with my whole life story, let’s move forward a few years to when I became independent, had my own job and bought my first motorcycle and full leather race suit. By now, I was realizing my passion for other fetishes so plastic was relatively mild in comparison. When I joined a gym, I saw that some guys were wearing something called a “Sauna Suit”. My world completely stopped. Sauna Suits were, and still are, made of smooth plastic and PVC materials. They are virtually universal in size and are available in all kinds of colors and styles. At the time, the guys were wearing silver sauna suits. I immediately stocked up on a few suit and dove back into my plastic fetish HARD!

I started with simply wearing a sauna suit in private for the sheer pleasure it brought me. Then, I began wearing them under my street clothes, under jeans and T-shirt. I would wear them on warm California days while working in the yard, sweating with a raging hard-on that made it impossible to focus. I then took it up a notch and decided to add this kink to my fetish of leather and motorcycles by wearing just the sauna suit under my race suit when I rode my motorcycle. At this point, I realized I’ve come full circle with my plastic fantasies. I was wearing vinyl, but I was confined in my tight leather race suit. I had the natural gliding sensation of plastic combined with the lubrication of my body sweating. It was a joy beyond words. My body was tightly confined in the leather race suit, but yet, my body and rock-hard dick moved freely in this lubricated cocoon. It was such an erotic blend of sensations; being confined, yet free. Just as I did then and still do now, I easily shoot my load inside the suit while riding the motorcycle. I’ve had many warm sweaty summer night rides where I’ve cum again and again with the engine of my thousand CC machine groaning between my legs on the freeway.

Now, again, always wanting to try new tactile sensations, in the past few years, I’ve adopted another layer of my plastic fetish by (can you guess?) adding another layer, literally! The diagrams below briefly illustrates some of my thoughts on plastic and the “two layer” experience that are harder to communicate here in words. But for now, let me explain the “two layer” process and why it’s the only way I suit up anymore. I’m not sure when or where I came up with the Patented KidRacer-X Two Layer method, but it’s mine and you’re welcome to use it!

The Two Layer Method
If the idea of wearing PVC/Sauna suits under your motorcycle racesuit, jeans, or leather jacket interests you, this might be the thing for you… Regardless, if you just want to enhance that “PVC experience” one more notch, this still might be the thing for you! Why is more better? Bottom line: it creates more virtual lubrication. It provides more freedom of movement in the gear, heightens the tactile senses, increases the positive friction (if that even makes sense) and motion against the skin, and enhances the entire sensation. Use your imagination and follow the diagrams below as I explain (what I believe are) the advantages of PVC/Plastic over rubber.

Although I’ve hit on these points above, I’ll cover them again with a little visual help. Keep in mind that I enjoy rubber and welcome any deliveries of gear, but that said, I have found that most of my hard-ons work this way…

	Remember this color key as you look at the diagrams below for a better understanding.
	The diagram at left illustrates how rubber fits and feels on the body. It’s a snug, form fitting material, permitting a layer of sweat or lubricant to keep the rubber “free” flowing. As rubber holds a continual and even pressure over the skin, I’ve experienced a sort of “tactile loss”, becoming unaware or “desensitized” to its presence. Although erotic for sure, I’ve developed my interest in plastic/PVC fetish.
	Wearing PVC or plastic gear (i.e. Sauna Suits) provides a relaxed and baggy sensation. It doesn’t necessarily hug the skin unless you’re stretching in the suit or the suit is compressed against the skin such as I experience while wearing them under my leather race suits. Because of the relaxed form of sauna suits, you can feel the plastic touch and then pull away from your skin. Drops and streams of sweat will run down pockets of space. This constant change in “touching/pulling away” delivers constant tactile sensations like plastic fingers moving all over your body.
	Now that you understand my basic fetish, it’s time to explain why I wear (and often suggest) TWO sauna suits at a time. You have to understand friction. Looking at the diagram at left, you can see the single layer of plastic between the two fingers. As one finger moves up and the other down, you’ll have some friction and resistance. To better illustrate where I’m going, go to my next diagram…
	For this demonstration, imagine your thumb represents a race-suit or jacket you might wear over the PVC. Then, imagine your finger represents your naked body, and the piece of paper represents a single layer of PVC or vinyl. Got it? Naked body wearing a PVC suit and a jacket or racesuit on top. Okay? Take a piece of paper and put it between your finger and thumb. Glide your finger and thumb back and forth. Yeah, it’s easy and smooth, but you are creating unwanted friction and resistance.
	Now, take another piece of paper and place both pieces between your thumb and finger, and move your thumb and finger around again. NOW, what are you experiencing? Dramatically smoother gliding action! The similar material reduces friction. Have you also noticed that one piece of paper tends to ride with your finger and the other with your thumb? If you can imagine this, one PVC layer “bonds” with your body, the other PVC layer “bonds” with your racesuit/jacket or jeans. BUT, when the two layers come together, virtually zero friction…
	So, with two layers of plastic as shown here in the diagram, the material glides and slides much easier and increases the tactile sensation to heighten arousal to an explosive level; well for me it does…
	Everyone will find their own “hot buttons” on how to play in this gear, but as you can see here, the two-layer method works exceptionally well if you plan to wear jeans, leather jacket or race suit over your PVC suit. Why? Because, again, the PVC suit against your skin will hold some friction and adherence properties. The PVC suit on the outside, against your race suit or jacket will do the same. They will each tend to “bond” slightly to the material they’re up against. But, when the two materials touch, it creates a natural lubrication without additional oil or lube; just like the paper demonstration I mentioned above.

General Notes About Exploring a Plastic/PVC Fetish

I’m done. Time to go cruise boys on my motorcycle in my PVC and leather…Have fun!

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I haven’t answered a lot of the emails because I just didn’t want to hash out my own personal disposition like it was some Fox News headline. I kept it personal because that’s what it is and posting and sharing it only seems to diminish the importance.

I don’t want sympathy. For all the support over the years that many of you have done through emails of support and appreciation for the work, the birthday cards, the surprise packages, none of that is lost on me. The impact remains. However, that said, the reason I’m reluctant to step up and share is because there’s nothing anyone can do here to ease my angst. Emails of support won’t do much. Ever hit your head on the cupboard and someone then asks “are you alright?” Don’t you feel this overwhelming urge to reach out and knock that person into next week!? Well, that’s how I sometimes feel and this is the only time I’ve been able to summon the will to write.

Essentially, I feel like I’m going through something personal unlike anything I’ve ever gone through before. Sure, I’ve bitched and moaned about this and that, but in the end, it’s always minor “life stuff.” But this? This is different.

I feel like I’m going through a real crisis. A crisis of personal beliefs, identity, direction, and significance. It’s strange how it crept on me. I didn’t even see it coming. I was all set for this new job offer. Most of you who are concerned about me are already aware because you follow my blogs and shoutbox posts. I was told this job was mine and nobody else’s. I was told that the only remaining obstacle was them drafting a contract proposal and I should prepare to move. I’ve made three trips to San Luis Obispo and spent over $700 on these excursions looking for apartments and house rentals. I’ve even boxed half my possessions because this job offer was a virtual guarantee. Well, it’s almost 2 months now, and there’s no proposal in hand. I know they want me, but they obviously aren’t motivated. I’m discouraged because I’ve known the people offering this job for many years. I would consider them close friends and held high regards for them. So, that adds more salt to the wound.

My apartment lease here in Southern California is coming to an end, so I either move within 60 days or sign a new 6-month lease, trapping me here. Yes, it all feels like a trap.

So, with KidRacer-X losing my ability to accept credit card memberships in February, I’ve lost a shitload of critical income. I know, there’s probably a solution out there, but I’ve been more than willing to take a forced absence from the cosmic universe. It’s given me a little time to breathe, look at my life, and make some choices; or better said, see what choices I’ve made that got me here. There’s also a penalty for taking a break from KidRacer-X. It’s called taxes. Without the income I’ve become dependent on, I’m facing a huge tax issue in the next couple months.

To lead to another point, I work in the motorcycle industry and we are an industry being dramatically impacted by the current economy. I’m working longer hours, but not being compensated for it. An expected bonus that should have been paid to me, wasn’t. A raise that was due over two years ago, still hasn’t happened. I now hate my job. If any of you listened to my hour long economic prediction on my April podcast, you know what I foresee coming this fall. So with all this weighing on my mind and facing financial difficulties, I’ve had to step up my efforts in my freelance design work. In addition to my day job and KidRacer-X, I also run an ad agency on the side. In order to keep from completely losing everything, I’ve had to step up my services and client services. I’ve been very focused on building my clients for web site development, photoshoots, catalogs, marketing materials and more. It’s been rough, but necessary. It pays more than the few subscriptions I ever really get on KidRacer-X.

Add into all of that, I’ve suddenly felt different about meeting guys. I’ve been invited to parties, the bars, gay events, and more. But in the end, none of this appeals to me. I’m not in the mental mindset for casual encounters or random fucks. I am, right now anyway, in every sense, not interested. I am, though, very tuned in and operating in the mode of seeking a boyfriend and long term relationship.

Sure, perhaps it could be said that I’m just stressed and seeking someone to run to. I’m sure there’s some truth in that. I’m not stupid. But, I just feel my life should have more meaning than a list of fuck parties and guys I’ve played with.

I am frustrated right now. I’m frustrated on so many deep and personal levels that only me and my pillow really know the truth. I’m not sexually interested. I’m not into my gear. I’m not into my fetish. I’m not into jacking off. I’m not into my photo-shoots. I’m not into Live Cam sessions. I’m simply lost. I try to be social, but it all feels “trite” and superficial. I try to change my tack and break the ice with guys, but the results are useless. I’ve tried meeting guys as “Cody” and NOT kinky “KidRacer-X” to see if it’s my fetish that scares guys off. It’s not. I’m even contemplating giving up my fetish completely because as much as it’s a deep and sensual part of who I am, it’s also a hinderance more than a help. What guy wants to date or play with a kinky leather guy? None I know. Maybe I should surrender and just be like every other fag? So I ask myself, is it me? Am I too old? Uninteresting? Am I using the wrong words? Am I coming on too strong? Too soft? Was it really that hard to meet for a FUCKING CUP OF COFFEE? Jesus-fucking-christ! Why are you wasting my time if you can’t even share a cup of coffee? Lord knows I’m probably the most decent, no-drama, and caring guy, so what am I doing wrong? What should I be doing? What should I be saying? Did someone change the rules of the game and not tell me? You have to understand – any person who experiences enough of this bullshit is bound to change directions into a completely different life.

I’ve been asked to go to Dorey Alley next weekend because my friends care and want me to hang out there, but let’s face it. It’s just another place to meet hot guys in gear. It’s no doubt the PERFECT opportunity to meet like-minded gear guys, but let’s be real — when the weekend is over, they’ll fly back to Montreal, Chicago, Amsterdam, and London. Then what? I come back home to the same problems and another $400 gone. My apartment is still empty. There’s no one to share a story with. No one to sleep with. No one to support and be supported from. I won’t have a new job and any promise of a new one will go on hold until I’m free to move again in 6 months. I’m busted; both financially and emotionally. I feel I have no value. And, not to insult anyone reading this, you have to understand, it’s a personal thing. I’m the one feeling of no value, not you. I appreciate the impact I’ve had on many of you and the inspiration I’ve given to so many, and all the motorcycles I’ve helped you guys get over the years, but in the end, I am the one fighting my personal demons and I have to fight them alone. I know that. And I think what makes it scary is that I honestly don’t know what is really troubling me. If I had it all on a list in front of me, I could work on each problem, but I just don’t know. But then, maybe I do know. Maybe it’s everything I’m talking about in this blog.

So, all this shit appears to have caught up with me. About ten days ago, I started feeling sick. But it was unusual and forgive me if I don’t go into details, but I was concerned that maybe (I emphasize ‘maybe’) was experiencing something potentially fatal. I’m in good health, so it was hard to believe it could be happening, but you always hear the stories about the guy who never got his condition checked out. I don’t want to be “one of those guys.” I thought that despite my woes, I would be responsible and get checked out. I’m still waiting for final test results next week, but as it stands right now, I’m in good health. The heart is good, blood pressure is good, xrays are good, and all preliminary tests are good. As much as I hate to admit it, it could be a stress reaction. Since I’ve never experienced anything like it before, how was I to know? Truth is, I still don’t know for sure, but at this point, my health seems good. It’s simply the rest of me that’s a wreck.

So, in a nutshell, I’m down on myself right now. I am so down, I pray to God I don’t go any lower because I don’t know where that would leave me. My life isn’t moving forward personally, professionally, and socially. I can’t stomach the idea of getting my gear on and jacking off or doing a photo-shoot. This is going to take a little time to work through. The only thing I know is that in life, the only thing that’s constant is change. So, all I can do is work on myself and hope the universe changes and shifts some luck in my direction, some great opportunity, and a nice young man who wants more than the “club scene.” Yeah, I know, who doesn’t want a boyfriend? But my heart and mind are just “in that zone” right now. I need someone to balance my life and vice-versa.

All I ask is you bear with me. There’s no magic pill for this. It’s not the 24-hour flu. It needs time. I really need to find my soul again. I don’t know where it is or if I’ll ever get it back. I promise you this, though. I’m not a quitter and I refuse to give up KidRacer-X, so don’t worry about that. But now, more than any other time in my life, I am totally and completely lost. I simply don’t know where to turn or what my next step needs to be. I literally have NO control. I am simply moving with the ebb and flow of the universe.

Thank you all, be good to each other, and I’ll try to work my way back.

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June 7th, 2009
There’s been a lot of chatter about my POTENTIAL move in “Cody’s Dungeon” (the shoutbox on my homepage). Remember – it’s not a “done deal”, yet! So I will continue to update this page you’re on as the information and decisions come in.

I thought I would use this blog post to keep everyone informed of what’s going on. For those who don’t know, I’ve had an opportunity to pursue an excellent job opportunity on the central coast of California in San Luis Obispo. Currently, I live just east of Los Angeles where I’m close to all the Southern California action, well surrounded with people and places to go and things to do.

On the weekend of June 5th~7th, I took a trip to San Luis Obispo to see the city, explore the surroundings, gaze at all the young college guys (it’s a college town), and get a sense of the atmosphere. The roads for motorcycling are incredible. They’re the finest I’ve seen in California so far. Beautiful mountain ranges and rolling hills with perfect asphalt and gentle winding roads make this a WET DREAM for any motorcyclist! In short – I like that!

In addition to all that, this time was used to talk with my potential future employer. What none of you know so far is that I have had a strong relationship with these people for many years. They were more than clients of my design firm; we also became great friends over the years. Because of that trust, friendship and close knowledge for each other – this opportunity is unique and advantageous for all of us. We already have a working relationship that greatly helps my ability to move their company forward.

With that said, this weekend was informal, but intended to get clarity on their needs and what I can provide. They want to know how I feel about the area and whether I would be interested in the move up there. I’m admittedly a little uncertain, but change doesn’t happen when you’re sitting still.

My REAL concern isn’t for the people, the job, my abilities, etc., but more along the lines that there seems to be little to no gay action; specifically no gay bars or nightclubs where you could meet other guys. I will be far more cut off from the gay scene if I make this move, but right now, my career and finances have to take priority. Let’s face it, gay guys are everywhere. I’ll probably just have to find another way to connect with them than the traditional L.A. bar hop on a Saturday night. Anyway, like I said, career and finances are a priority.

As things stand right now, Sunday, things look remarkably positive. Because they recognize the complete upheaval of my life here that would occur to make this move out of  Southern California, they are going to take the time to think this through and draft a proposal for my move up there. I have every indication right now that this move will be too good to pass up. If I were a betting man, I would say there is an 80% that I’m going up there.

What happens now? I’m busy gutting my apartment, boxing my possessions, and getting prepped for the move. Yes, it’s somewhat premature, but unfortunately, due to my current apartment lease closing soon and aggressive hours at work, I need to be prepared as quickly as I can be because I believe it will be a fast move. The time I’ll have to make this all happen is very limited.

So, potential boyfriends out there, submit your resume and I’ll see if I should get an apartment for two… And if you’re a motorcyclist, this area is golden!

June 14th, 2009
After an in-depth conversation tonight with my future employer, I am now 100% sure I will be moving. We are simply working on details and timelines, but the decision has been made by them and me to pursue this opportunity. I will be gone the weekend of the 19th to search for an apartment and/or commercial space (to do KRX photoshoots). Wish me luck, please. I have no idea how I’m gonna make all this happen. Scared shitless here…

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In addition, I deliberately took a lot of time to discuss something I fear will grow into a much bigger problem — our nation’s economy. For a lot of reasons, I feel this is one the biggest problems facing our country that surpasses all other issues. Under normal circumstances, I don’t share my views on politics, ballot measures, or electoral candidates. But this time — I think this goes beyond anything you can imagine. Is it fetish related? Not today. Does it really belong on KidRacer-X? Technically, no, but I have a deep interest in economics, so a part of me is compelled to share my insight and passion.

As always – I thank all of you for your support and enthusiasm. Today really marks my first day off in months, so I look forward to catching up on my rest and getting new photo shoots and videos online for all members.

Time to gear up and get off…

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TUESDAY NIGHT, I WILL BE TURNING OFF THE ABILITY TO ACCEPT ORDERS OR SUBSCRIPTIONS. If you’re interested in any membership, poster order, or DVD, your order must be submitted by TUESDAY NIGHT!

Yes, I hope to fix the problem, but it will most likely be late summer. Join now, or lose out.

I’m sorry to repeat myself for those who know, but for a little background information, I work in the motorcycle industry full time. That’s my “day job.” The recent economic setbacks have dramatically affected my job, my salary, and have forced our company to restructure some of our projects.

Normally, I’m busy and cannot be found online from December to late January as I complete my duties. This usually means 6 to 7 days a week, 12 to 14 hours a day. I usually return to the “online scene” in early February with new photos and a zest for life! However, this year we’re experiencing extreme conditions which have dragged my assignments out until April. This has never happened before in my life, but I also recognize these are extreme circumstances. I would much rather have a job I’m frustrated in than no job at all.

In the middle of this brutal schedule and the high-stress demands, I have received a letter from the “Risk Department” of my merchant bank (the company that handles KidRacer-X transactions) that they are closing my account. The reason is unspecified, and like any big company with power and control, they can do whatever they want without explanation.

I’ve never had any fraud charges or returns with KidRacer-X, so I’m at a loss for words. I can only assume that my content doesn’t meet their standards. So, as of TUESDAY, APRIL 21st,  KidRacer-X will no longer be accepting online orders or subscriptions.

So — what does that mean for KidRacer-X? I have no idea. The website is NOT closing, but I suspect many aspects of the site as we used to know them is over. I will continue to do what I do for existing members, but beyond that, I don’t know what I intend to do.

I will have to figure something out. This incident is happening at the most critical point in my job, so I can’t even deal with a solution or what this may mean for KidRacer-X until late April.

I will be posting a very large audio update within a week to cover many aspects of KidRacer-X, it’s future, the economy, and my own personal future and desires. After you hear this audio update, I will need your thoughts and opinions because I will have many questions directly for you.

Thank you all for your years of support. I’m not gone. I don’t plan on going anywhere, but things won’t be the same. I’m just getting too tired of fighting the system and I’m doubtful I will pursue online subscriptions after April 21st.

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Hey leather punks!

Here’s the followup! The new series “GROUND CONTROL” is online! I completed the photo shoot with “you-know-who” and we got some hot material together and it’s all there right now! Nothin’ like leather racesuits, flight suits, gas masks, and vac-racks to get yer boner stiffer than a surfer boy mummified to his surf board!

Me and JD are working things out on a lot of levels and we’re both anxious to see what happens in time, both professionally and personally. He’s been working on his own site project and I urge you to check out his site at www.GearFreakJD.com, drop him a line, and post all your comments about this photo series below.

Thank for all your support guys! Putting all this stuff together isn’t easy. Between shooting, editing, laying out the html, and all that effort, we sure hope you get your nuts off cuz we busted our asses! Here’s a big “WOOF” from the both of us!

Time to get my gear on and see what cums…

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But, just as I had enough of this noise, I heard the car come back again. Before I could get outside, I heard the gut-wrenching sound of two vehicles colliding. Metal bending. Glass shattering.

I grabbed my cell phone and raced outside, only to hear the car racing away. But now, he had blown a rear tire and was dragging the full weight of his muffler. Instead of leaving the scene in quiet shame, he floored the engine, made a hard right turn and entered the apartment complex. Okay, so now I’m thinking he lives here. But then, another turn of events. In the narrow stretch, he floors the engine again, pushing the car up to 50mph, dragging the full weight of his now shattered muffler while grinding a rim, making the loudest and most deafening sound.

He tore up and down the maze of parking lanes, playing bumper cars. Some were fortunate, others weren’t. I’m not sure what amazed me more. His actions or the stupefied apathy of the other residents who just stood and watched.

I immediately dialed 911, described the vehicle, location, the noise, and the vehicle impact I heard on the street. I then turned back to the scene.

I just don’t understand how people can watch something and not get involved. I had to track him. I had to watch him. I had to be sure where he went, what he did, and who was in the car. If he parks the car, who gets out? You have to know these things for fact, otherwise everything is circumstantial. Nobody would have the complete story or facts. It pisses me off. I guess I’m one those who’s good in crisis situations, as long as it’s not my crisis! lol

Anyway, I raced between buildings with cell phone in hand keeping a constant eye on him. He pulled into a parking spot, sat there and revved his engine, then floored it in reverse nearly taking out a garage door. He tore out of there and I raced again between buildings to keep track. He whipped into another parking spot and the front end of the car hopped the cement stopper. The font wheels were now wedged between the curb and cement stopper. He got out of the vehicle and began walking away. I thought this was really weird. Erratic driving and behavior, but casually walking away?

Between dialing 911 and this little auto show, it was only a minute or less. Four Sheriff vehicles and a chopper were suddenly in the area. I flagged down the Sherriff and described the suspect. By the way, In case you were wondering why I waited until today to post this blog, it’s because this suspect’s look, clothes, and appearance totally match the look of a guy I was chatting to online from New York. No, it’s not the same guy, but he looked like him. I wanted to grab this photo when I returned to work and throw it in my blog. The suspect was a muscular guy in camis and black muscle tee. Couldn’t miss him! WOOF! AND I MEAN FUCKING WOOF! He almost made me turn criminal!

So — the officers drive around the complex looking for him and I continue to look on foot. Then I see him. I flag down a cop and tell him “there he is!” The cops swarm the area and the suspect walks casually with some people he must know in the complex. I have no idea how they’re connected, but they know each other. I’m not sure why the guy didn’t hide out instead of walking around. We later learned he was suspected of being under the influence; most likely drugs, not alcohol.

By now, half the people in their apartments were out watching the show. Between the suspect revving his engine, a rim grinding on asphalt, and a fucking heavy muffler being dragged around, all you needed were sirens and a chopper and you had a movie of the week.

The cops approached the suspect and I stood back. After asking him several questions, they cuffed him and walked him back to the squad car. This is when I got a really good luck at him. Holy fuck, what a hottie! What a waste. Too bad I didn’t offer him refuge in exchange for tying him up and fucking his ass. I could have saved him some serious jail time! <sexy grin>

Due to the collision on the street, the damage to other cars and my eyewitness testimony, I was with the cops for a few hours giving them the story over and over. Ultimately, this shit wasn’t done until 3am or so. I was so wired, I didn’t get to bed until 4:30. It totally fucked up my weekend.

How fucked is all of this? Uniforms? Handcuffs? Cops? A hot muscular thug in a muscle tee? FUCK! And I got nothing out of it? This punk was so fucking fine, I get a hardon every time I think about it. Maybe that’s because it wasn’t a picture or a video, but a real fucking stud in handcuffs right in front of me. I have no clue what the reason is, but it’s Boner City everytime I see him in my mind. Seriously, this photo is almost an identical image of the dude. Add a little more muscle and you totally have him! Wish I had him…

I need to seriously rape somebody’s ass. This pent up sexual energy is killing me. Look at me! Now I’m cruising criminals…

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But, in my life, there is just a tiny handful of public people I follow. Channing Tatum is one of ‘em. Don’t ask me why some guys really hook me. I suppose for some it’s partly because they represent a physical ideal, for others, it’s something I’ve admired about their growth, talent, or personality. And Channing Tatum is one of those… One of those I’d love to know personally.

Get your mind out of the gutter. It ain’t just sex appeal for me. Oh, it counts for sure, but like I said, it’s more than that. And those are my reasons alone…

Thanks to Insitgator Magazine staying on top of the hot gear scene, I discovered their announcement that Channing Tatum has been cast in the role of “Duke” for the 2009 Paramount Pictures release of “G.I. Joe.”

You can’t imagine the thrill it is for me to learn about this. Military, hot gear, G.I. Joe, and Channing Tatum. What’s not to like? I’d give my left nut for that dark and sexy movie poster. Kinda looks like a KidRacer-X creation, don’t you think?

Some of the other gear in this movie looks amazing as well, like this small inset of the character Snake Eyes:

There’s no point in rambling here. I have my own interests and private reasons for them. I just wanted to share the news and promote Channing in G.I. Joe. I hope it’s a great success. If the gear is any indication, I hope we have a winner on our hands! WOOF! Where can I enlist?

By the way, Channing, you can borrow my gear anytime! Let’s go ride!

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First of all, you may have noticed that over the last 6 weeks, all galleries have been converted to a new navigation method similar to what I used a couple years ago. Now, when you’re “inside” a particular photo series, all the related sub-galleries, wallpapers, and other content are there in a sidebar on the left. You no longer have to go back and forth between pages to navigate sub-galleries. This is ultimately what I wanted over a year ago when the site was remodeled, but it took time to re-process all galleries. This “conversion” had to be completed before I posted “Blue” online and now it’s done!

Yeah, What You Said!
I’ve been listening to your comments on my blog, in my email, and on the street. Most of you (understandably) have asked for content more often. Of course, the artist in me always wants to shoot these huge photo sets with multiple gear-looks and hot bondage scenarios. But, that always involves multiple days of shooting, and even a longer timeframe to edit, modify, sort, delete, and prep galleries and wallpaper. Don’t get me wrong, I love this series and the wallpapers are some of the best I’ve ever done, but this series doesn’t feature an insane 400+ pics!

So with some reluctance, I calmed myself down, came up with the concept for “Blue” and shot the series. As much as I have a million more ideas to enhance this series, it stands as my response to deliver content to you faster and not get myself wrapped up in complicated days of shooting just to please my ego. Now with this online, I’ll move onto the next shoot, moving faster to bring you hot kink and fetish pics!

Underwater Leather and Bondage Pics and Wallpaper
A bit about this series. Man, this was a challenge! How do you shoot underwater without a $700 waterproof camera housing? I’m not telling! But, I will tell you I did it for under $20! Logistically, it was hard for everyone to do this shoot. Good underwater photography is a bitch. Lighting, focus, and the water itself made capturing detail difficult. My method of shooting prevented my photographer from physically being “behind” the eye of the camera, so we had to shoot hundreds of shots to narrow down the shots that worked.

However, I love textures, and I just HAD to have this experience of full leather under water and this bondage series captures that! It’s an amazing sensation and my gear from this shoot is going on eBay in a few days for anyone interested! It survived remarkably well and I was amazed I didn’t have to trash it. Just imagine that heavy black leather soaked in water, saturated and weighing heavy all over your body, your hands glide over the water coated leather and the gear clings and pulls away from your flesh… It was a friggin amazing feeling! I hope the photos reveal that for you.

Lemme Fit This Up Your…Monitor!
Most of you know that the wallpapers are my favorite elements to create. I’m pretty passionate about ‘em and it I want more guys to enjoy them as well. It occurred to me when I was doing some testing that everyone has different screen resolutions and that someone with a widescreen monitor isn’t getting the full effect because the wallpaper is cropped off. In other situations, I’m sure some of you are scaling the images to fit your screen. This becomes a problem because the image will stretch out of shape, or potentially, start rasterizing; meaning the image clarity starts breaking apart.

As an example, I deliberately tried to show the beads of water on the rich grain of black leather, so it became clear to me that if I want you to see that crisp detail, I need to make sure you can see it at a 1:1 (one to one) ratio; meaning no scaling or stretching.

Still, I know that as I write this, some of you have old monitors with a low dot pitch (pixel density) or perhaps burnt out colors or fading performance which means none of my ramblings about color and detail matter for you. Not much I can do about that, but maybe you should stop at your local computer store and look at new monitors. It doesn’t hurt or cost anything to take a look! I have to confess, I’m spoiled with my monitor and I think many people underestimate the power of a crisp high-resolution screen and I think everyone should explore improving their online experience. Let’s face it, your monitor is everything! Without it, you can’t see anything online! If you’re stepping up to a new monitor, your whole web experience will change. I promise it won’t be just here at KidRacer-X. You have no idea what you’re missing if you have a piece-of-shit-monitor. Anyway, I’m just planting the seed for you and I’m drifting off-topic, so let’s go back to “Blue”…

So, this series represents the first to offer your gay fetish wallpapers in multiple screen dimensions to provide the best fit, style, and detail. The sizes offered now represent 80%-85% of all viewers. As an example, you’ll notice the widescreen wallpapers (1440×900) offers more image content than a 1024×768, but both sizes fit each screen perfectly. It was a challenge embarking on this new process since it literally meant creating three wallpapers for every one, but I hope you enjoy it and I’m anxious to hear your comments and feedback.

Obviously, it’s impossible to design wallpapers for all screen sizes, but if you do have to scale a wallpaper because your screen size isn’t offered in this wallpaper, you have very close choices for fitment that will get you closer to a perfect fit than ever before.

“Blue” should now accommodate more of you hot studs looking to fill your screen to the max with gear fetish erotica so you can bust a nut!

Wallpaper Now Available in the Series “Blue”:
• 1024×768 (scales perfectly for 800×600)
• 1440×900 (scales perfectly for 1920×1200, 1600×1000, 1680×1050, and 1280×800)
• 1280×1024 (just big enough to require it’s own wallpaper)

So now that it’s online, a friend recently asked that if I enjoy the wallpaper process so much, why not skip the photo galleries and just focus on wallpapers for everyone? I shrugged it off at first, but after a couple days, I thought I would pose the question to you. What would you think if I stopped producing regular photo galleries and started shifting my work towards wallpapers only? I think I already know the answer, but like I said, I have to ask!

So, tell me:
1) Do you like the new wallpaper sizes? Does it help you?
2) Should I focus on wallpapers and stop producing photo galleries?
3) And, of course, do you like this new series?

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June 8th’s broadcast of “The Street Corner” was another great success despite the technical difficulties that delayed it. I’ve never had such a total collapse of technical problems. Everything worked fine the night before, but I spent the afternoon getting it all restored. The show was intended to run at 12:00 noon, but was constantly delayed until 5:00.

I know we lost a lot of viewers, but the show HAD to go on. Once rolling, there were over 300 viewers and the show ran for over an hour and a half. I was fortunate enough to capture the audio this time, so for those who missed the last broadcast a few months ago, I did a full re-cap of questions in addition to the new ones.

It’s a 1 hour, 40 minute broadcast and in 2010, I released this for video or audio download for free to anyone who wants it. Due to file sizes for such a long broadcast, it’s one of the rare files I don’t stream live on my site. You need to download it to hear or watch it.

Ultimately, whether you saw it on live cam or listened to it later, I welcome your feedback and shared comments on this blog, so let me and the world know what you think.

Wanna hear or watch it? Visit the Audio/Video page!

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