I am an IT Ttechnician fond of fitness and body building. I discovered only since a few months the leather community and I would like to know elder leatherman of the old guard tradition in order to preserve our traditions and foundations

Hello everybody, I'm Hexy Joe, I live near Milan and I'm 26 y/o. I'm into the Italian fetish scene since few years and I also started to explore Europe in the last period. My main fetishes are rubber and leather but surely I have to add gloves, sneakers and socks to the list.

Hi I'm Bearantony! I've been in the leather and fetish world for many years. I was a bartender at the cocksuker, the older ones should remember it, I'm sure. I've always been fascinated by leather, smells and BDSM. If I have the opportunity to represent the Italian fetish community, I'll do it proudly, during all Italian and European events, by waving the flag of our beautiful country.

Hello, my name is Timy Up, Im 24 and I'm a psychologist living in Milan. I've always been attracted to bondage but only recently, thanks to the right partner, I got closer to this world and to fetish broadly speaking. I'd like to run fo the title of Italian Fetishman because I believe I can be the right guy to support the new generation in their search of answers of their most twisted questions.

To know me better you should understand first that who I'm is not how I look. In order to understand me you should think that the way I'm; is deeply rooted into the BDSM and Fetish scene. I can be described as someone who discovered himself when it discovered bondage a while ago. Someone who is not afraid or ashamed to mix both worlds.

I'm someone that finds the smell of a freshly oiled rubber suit the most appealing and compelling smell that can be found. Someone that will never have clean snickers because he loves so much a good old dirty sport shoe. You can know me better by forcing me to drink piss than speaking to me. As a matter of fact I'm very shy, but once I get my mouth shut by a strong gag and I feel the rubber covering my skin I become that thing that loves dark rank rooms filled with predators awaiting for a prey. I become that rubber T-shirt that is hidden bellow my daily shirt. I transform into the kinky sensation of that quick look to a handsome sweaty fireman at the rush hour at the metro. I get possessed by the rush of a nipple play and my mind gets busy with the idea of a rank unwaxed armpit freshly out of the gym.

The words like Fist, clean, gang, hole are not part of my vocabulary. Are my DNA.

Maybe I can look weak, but I'm strong enough to recognise and to put myself under the control of capable masters that will for sure know what to do with a "thing".

In my B side. I'm graphic designer, I'm 28 years old.