There is no doubt in my mind that pulsing, pounding taiko drumming forms the perfect musical accompaniment for a session of fundoshi-clad erotic Japanese rope bondage -- kinbaku. It's easy to imagine the thundering drums keeping pace with racing hearts and quickening loins; the ropes being pulled tight as the fundoshi is drawn taut over its engorging contents; the beads of sweat leaping from the drummers skin as salty rivulets streak down the bodies of the bound; the ecstasy and release of the odaiko solo as the rope session reaches a fever pitch; the participants' fundoshis damp and dotted with pearly pre-cum; and finally the relaxation of tension as the ropes slip free and all restraint is abandoned, followed by the outpouring of warm orgasmic relief.
After all, every taiko performance I've watched has involved pounding and sweating, rippling muscles moving under flesh and snowy-white tightly wrapped fundoshis... and every single one has ended with a BANG...
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There is a very erotic quality to Taiko. The muscles moving, bare butts flexing and the obvious display of the genitals all blending with the sonic art of the drums is just sexy. I also see the metaphor for sex in a Taiko performance as it begins, builds and ends with the orgasmic release. It's really beautiful performance art.
We have been experimenting with erotic bondage and it has been a whole new world. My advice is to make sure you have lots of time and are not watching a clock. This takes on a life of its own. It's based on trust, especially as the blindfold and restraints go on. Being unable to move, react or stop what is happening is wild.
Tied to the bed with music in the background I first felt drops of ice water on my skin, then hot wax, then more ice water. My fundoshi was pulled to the side and just when I thought I was to be given a release, it was put back in place. My nipples were clamped, unclamped, re-clamped. My fundoshi was pulled aside again only to frustrate me with no release. I felt soothing wet liquid on my balls and then felt the glide of a razor, testing the trust we have. After an hour I had tears of anxiety flowing. I was begging for release, begging to be touched, begging to hold my partner. I passed through the crying and torment to a peaceful place and then I felt her hands on my body. My fundoshi was moved and I was freed to become fully erect and I was mounted. No more begging or tears. I was a captive, my body no longer belonging to me.
My seed was taken from me after I had achieved a submissive state. My fundoshi was put back in place. I was left tied. She never said a word during any of this. When I was released I broke down in tears at seeing her again and we held each other. My legs were shaking.
without a doubt, one of the best postings. Joyously beautiful and horny.
Gorgeous. The untamed, unrestrained male essence of taiko, juxtaposed with the erotic restraint of the aroused male in kinbaku. The beauty and strong sensual nature of both make them natural partners, a symbiosis, exciting on their own and unimaginably powerful together. Thankfully I have a friend visiting tonight, a very handsome and recent fundoshi convert, albeit one that can never remember the name, saying only, "fundies."
If anyone throws a fundoshi party at some point, I'll be glad to volunteer as the practice subject for kinbaku. At 5'6", and 150lbs, I'm easily handled, and the results will be plainly obvious. The only thing to add is a third Japanese tradition: bukkake.
Excellent summation of Taiko!!! I find the sexual energy captivating! And especially imagining how this incredible sexual energy could translate to a homosexual male sexual encounter!
And I'd love to see soem kinbaku tying without the fundoshi as well - just on the pure skin. This is a great site. thank you.
an asian friend of mine once tied up my genitals in much the same way, with an enormously long bootlace. The knots and lacing were remarkably intricate and formed amazing patterns. I was somewhat priapic so gave him much material to work with. A delicious experience, and I'd be up for more.
That's always a hot experience. I can see why a fundoshi with kinbaku is such a natural fit, though. The rope-like twists and knot of the fundoshi, along with the unyielding fabric that won't stretch to accommodate your growing, throbbing manhood, makes them a perfect pairing.
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