
JIM "GAGBEAR" GRROWL














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"MMMmmmpppppffff!!!"
Hello and welcome to my site!
I’m Jim "Gagbear" Grrowl and I’m happy you’ve stopped by for a visit. I'm
into bondage and my fascination with my favorite aspect of bondage, gags.
From an early age I remember becoming excited by bondage. Our modern view
of childhood does not include early sexual fetishes and perhaps there is
less about sex at that age and more fascination with whatever the fetish
is, for me that was bondage and the associated trappings thereof. I can
assure you those urges were there and indeed my preoccupation with bondage
and domination was formed in those early years.

I recall watching the old campy Batman and Robin series from the late
60's. I remember being so aroused by the bondage/torture predicaments in
which the dynamic duo were inevitably found. Whether the villain deemed
they be dipped in hot wax or made into human frosty freezes, the caped
crusaders were always tied up and even sometimes, my favorite, GAGGED!

I vividly recall watching a particular episode and becoming so turned on
by the bondage scene that I silently ejaculated in my underwear as I was
rubbing my cock and balls against the carpet in the living room. Luckily
I was also wearing jeans as I watched the scene unfold so I wasn’t unduly
embarrassed. WHEW!!

I used to play ‘Cowboys and Indians’ or ‘Cops and Robbers’ with my
brothers (I have 5) and some of the neighborhood kids. I was ALWAYS the
first one to volunteer to be the bad guy it seemed because the bad guy was
always tied up! We were constantly thinking up new bondage scenarios and
different ways to tie each other up. We used the picnic table or tide up
in a tree and used anything that would work to bind each other. We used
ropes, bungee cords, duct tape, you name it, we probably did it. I had
allergies back then (still do!) so I didn't want to be gagged because of
it. How things change!
Time passed and I grew up. I remember going to my first swinger's party
in Bloomfield Hills, MI (a Detroit suburb). The party was held at a very
affluent couple’s house. Upon arrival, I was informed that the first
floor was the meet and greet/socializing floor. Upstairs were several
open areas for viewing porno tapes and group sex. There were other rooms
for private or smaller encounters, but in the BASEMENT were the "Swinger's
with Toys!" <evil grin>
I of course played the innocent as people coaxed me to go downstairs to
take a look. Well, nervously and with concealed excitement, I did. As I
walked down the steps, I could smell the aroma of incense and candle wax.
As I approached the bottom step, I could see that the basement was very
dark and was lit by only black lights and candles. Off in the corners I
could hear some spanking and moaning and, as I turned the corner, the
first vision to greet me was a pair of dominatrix dressed in full leather
with Stiletto heals, dragging a guy by a chain attached to the dog collar
he was wearing. He was on all fours as they drug him across the floor.
Then, when my eyes had adjusted to the dim lighting, I saw a sight that
changed my life. It was the incredible thing I’d ever seen and I will
take that memory with me to the grave. In the flickering candlelight and
unearthly glow of the black lights my eyes beheld a most beautiful vision;
I beheld my first truly hot, fantastically furry, burly, blindfolded Bear
of a man!
He resembled a trimmed Grizzly Adams. He was handcuffed to a support pole
and was moaning oh so sweetly thru this big juicy red ball gag! I was, as
might be expected, very aroused and didn’t want to leave, but I decided
that I needed to see more of the dungeon; after all, there might have been
even hotter scenes being played out around the next corner! As I was
walking around the rest of the basement, I could see other men and women
in leather attire engaging in various other activities; they were
interesting, but I was uncontrollably drawn back to the sight of that
helplessly bound blindfolded Bear! At one point, I remember the
dominatrices forcing the dog collared man to give the blind folded grizzly
a blow-job!
I WAS AWESTUCK! I was so turned on by that sight that my eyes must have
bugged out like the wolf in a Tex Avery cartoon!
As my life progressed, I moved to Chicago for a job and then I really
began to explore my fascination with bondage role-playing. I quickly met
many guys into the scene there at the bars and the different bear and
leather groups. I remember my very first gay bondage scene... I
arranged to meet this Hot Leather Daddy Master who lived in the suburbs on
a Friday night after work. Well, I got off work late and traffic was bad
and I was almost and hour late and I felt terrible and anxious because I
couldn't call as this was a time before cell phones!! Well, I was indeed
an HOUR late for my first scene when I arrived! I knew trouble awaited
me. Still, I went to the door and rang the bell. I was determined to go
through with it.
One of the first things that a BDSM player learns to do when playing is to
communicate to your partner your sexual likes and dislikes and the things
you want to explore during a scene. With my allergies and mild asthma,
the LAST thing I wanted was to be GAGGED!! I stood outside, waiting at
the Bear Masters house. He answered the door already in his leather gear
and in "scene mode" holding a wooden paddle and handcuffs. Nervously, I
apologized and my voice wilted and rambled on about how traffic was bad
and all the reasons why I was late.
He cut me off abruptly with, "Shut up boy! You talk too much!" I must
have stammered something because he followed that with, "I said, SHUT THE
FUCK UP! Now open WIDE!" and a leather plug gag was shoved into my mouth
and rapidly buckled in the back of my head. I was so terrified, but yet so
incredibly aroused by his swift action. I couldn't say anything about my
allergies and even if I could I didn't want to piss him off anymore. So I
whimpered down and obeyed his every command. He had me... I was totally
under his control.
Ahhhh, the giving up control and controlling a bound slave! That's one of
the fascinating elements of BDSM play. I love it!
For me, bondage isn't complete until a gag is used. I get so much joy and
always have a massive hard on when I am gagged or I see another person
gagged. The loss of control and being in control is a very a powerful and
exhilarating thing.
I think I've rambled enough... (will someone just GAG me?!)
I hope you enjoy my website, but let me just say this, GAGBEARSWORLD.COM is
NOT just all about me. It's about embracing YOUR own fetish -
whatever that might be.... bondage, leather, feet, tickling, hot wax,
spankings, etc. You'll see all of that here. I really and sincerely
enjoy PLAYING!!
Starting now, you’ll see me and my friends in a variety of clips, pics and
videos exploring different sorts of kinky scenes and role-playing.
I've been playing for over 15 years now and in that time I have been a
mostly submissive Bear. Recently, however, I have embraced my dominant
side. Daddy Bear’s awake and enjoys putting others thru the same paces
that I have experienced over the years as a Cub. Though I am still sub
Bear at heart, I truly enjoy my darker side.
I like to think of my kink play as a "playground". I like to visit there
frequently. I "go there", check out the play area... meet my friends
(some old, some new), play around a bit and then "come back" to reality.
In a way, you can still say that I am still playing like I did when I was
a little kid... only now I have MUCH more equipment. The games aren’t as
innocent, but filled with as much joy and pursuit of fun as they ever
were. I have become fatter, balder, furrier and have gained the silver
that comes with age but inside, I’m still that kid who rubbed himself
silly watching as Batman and Robin were consigned to their doom by King
Tut, Penguin, The Riddler or The Joker.
We live in a wondrous age that allows me to share my experiences with all
of you. Please feel free to email me with your comments, questions and/or
suggestions. Please,enjoy and thank you for visiting.
GAGBEARSWORLD.COM is for YOU! "Mmmmmmmmpppfffff!!!"
Kinkfully yours,
Jim "Gagbear" Grrowl |