LycraKeen

Where did I go? I’m still here. My life got busy and it hasn’t been easy to keep this site updated. Sometimes I manage to unleash a series of post but then it’ll be a dry spell again.

What a shame that this blog failed to cover the Olympics like it didn’t happen. I mean, it’s the Olympics! Think of all those athletes in their speedos, singlets, speedsuits, skinsuits, fastskins, etc. There was plenty of coverage on other blogs and I’m sure I lost mind-share to them.

I have no shortage of stuff. The bottleneck is getting it to this website. After I bookmark stuff or save pictures to my computer, the work is in wading through it, selecting, organizing, posting, writing, etc. Perhaps to keep this site active I’ll open up collaborative possibilities, like forums and galleries.

If you’re reading this, I’m grateful that you’re staying tuned.

Now that I’m working full time it’s not going to be easy keeping up the frequency of posts. On the upside, I’m now more involved in cycling stuff than ever before, and I’m around people who will motivate me to take on this activity more seriously.

Being around the spandex is somewhat desensitizing. Although I’ve lost the thrill touching and wearing this forbidden fabric, I’m also less hesitant to wear it out since I’m around like-minded people who think the lycra is okay to wear daily.

So. I’m now working in the bicycling business, with all kinds of cycling products and lots of skin-tight you-know-what. It’s like a dream job. No, it really is a dream job.

Even better, people work here because they love it. I work with cyclists, and we like to ride our bikes to work. We come to work in spandex, we leave in spandex. And they like to keep their legs shaved.

If you want to visit me at work, send me a note.

A man wearing white semi-opaque spandex is socially acceptable only under special circumstances, like in the fading darkness of early morning. I have gone jogging at the track wearing some really tight, stretched-thin, white lycra spandex UA-type support underwear. You can see my cock and balls through it.

But in the safety of early morning I dared myself to run wearing only that white spandex, and even with a few other people running at the track, I was not too worried. As you know, white spandex can become quite transparent when it’s wet, like when I sweat into it during running.

Exam: done. Taxes: done. The weather has gotten nice, and it’s a great time to enjoy wearing spandex outdoors!

I want to encourage local meetups for recreational stuff like jogging, cycling, or just hanging out in a cafe. I’m not sure what the best medium is for getting out the word (assuming that this blog does not reach enough people. Perhaps, for now, an ad-hoc approach will do, posting on forums (GearFetish, andyEForums) and maybe even your local craigslist.

In the meantime I’ll be thinking about ways to improve the community of like-minded guys in your area.

I noticed today that there is a spot on an older wrestling singlet where the lycra fibers have broken apart and pulled away, leaving only a thin and fragile nylon weave behind. This spot happens to be exactly where the tip of my penis makes contact with the singlet, which is also where I would leak some precum.

The thinned and worn area, about the same size as a wet patch of precum, makes me suspect that our seminal fluids can cause spandex fibers to deteriorate. I think what happened is that I wore the singlet just for a short while, leaked some precum on it, and after I took it off I didn’t feel the need to wash it and so the little spot of cum or precum just stayed on the fibers and did its work.

Now I think about it I have some spandex shorts where the fabric is definitely wearing out right in front. Has anyone else had the same experience?

I’ll spare a moment from my studying to provide an update. As loyal readers you may have wondered if I went on vacation or something. It’s only this big exam (think bar exam, but another profession) I have coming up in April that I’m in lock-down mode for, so I maybe should have anticipated this dry spell and prepared a bunch of posts in advance. Unfortunately, I didn’t.

Just so you know, I’ll be back at full speed after April 13. Between now and then posts will be sparse and sporadic. Actually, some audience-submitted leads and contributions would not be a bad idea.

Good news is that Spring is warming things up, and now I can wear a wider range of spandex gear outside.

I ordered and received two singlets that should have been identical except for the color (one black, one navy). Unfortunately, I couldn’t put on the black one I got, because the edging (what’s the name for that?) of the shoulders did not have any stretch, so the top opening was just to small to put my body through.

My other singlet is just fine. If there was a mix-up in the order, no big deal. But that was an otherwise normal-looking singlet that couldn’t be put on; that’s a design flaw. I hope the vendor knows about this problem. Anyway, they are going to send another one.

In recent days I’ve been more daring than usual with the spandex I wear in public. Yesterday, I wore a long-sleeve cycling jersey and tights to the local library. This morning, I walked around the nearby university in my new wrestling singlet with a long-sleeve spandex shirt (UA style) underneath for warmth.

It feels odd having bipolar feelings of vulnerability versus liberation. One moment, I just want to hide when I think about all the people around me, and yet moments later, I will feel natural and proud of what I am wearing, comfortable in my own skin and the skin-tight spandex over it. I think the latter is what exhibitionists feel.

The only inconvenience is, where to put the keys and wallet? Only the cycling jerseys give you some place to put it. Someone should invent a codpiece that holds my other junk.

As a teenager, before I even had a dial-up connection to the Internet, the best I could do was go to the library and go through magazines. Here are a few:

Bicycling Magazine — explanation needed?

Coach — You’ve probably never heard of this trade magazine for athletic trainers, but there were often hot pics of athletes and sometimes very hot pics of athletes in spandex. The best thing that ever happened in this magazine was a two-page spread advertising Lycra by Dupont. (I photocopied it, took it home, and kept it under my bed.) The picture showed a team photo, typical front-row and back-row arrangement, but with the guys wearing nothing but white compression shorts. Maybe I’ll go to their archives to find this and scan it. Look for it in mid- to late-90s issues.

Dance Magazine — again, explanation needed?

I actually do not want to look at any of the men’s muscle magazines. They seem so fake.

I bet there are a lot of niche periodicals, the ones that are really hot, that I never knew about. Sport-specific ones, I’m sure. Do you have any magazine or printed favorites? Feel free to share in comments.