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Old 23-02-2021, 03:23 PM
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Yessss! I'§ve already posted the story here:
https://www.blowtopop.net/showpost.p...5&postcount=42
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Old 23-02-2021, 03:45 PM
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I always enjoyed balloons since I was very young. Loved playing with them and eventually bursting them. As I got older I found that seeing other guys playing with balloons really fascinated me. I would watch and wonder if they liked them as much as me. In my early teens I found that cuddling a balloon was comforting. I loved seeing them bulge in my arms and would see how much they could take before exploding.

One big incident though completely activated my fetish. I had a best friend I met aged around 12 or so who I slowly realized I found a attractive. One night at his 14th birthday party after everyone left, it was just me and him with a room half full of big balloons. He asked if I wanted to help him bust them. We had before this time been very touchy feely friends...always hugging and we shared a bed at sleepovers. While we were bursting the balloons things got pretty physical and we ended up kissing. From that moment on balloons became a big turn on.
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Old 23-02-2021, 04:09 PM
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That story really turned me on, thanks for sharing
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Old 23-02-2021, 04:12 PM
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Old 23-02-2021, 09:14 PM
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At the young age of 8 yrs, one Saturday, my mother took me to see my now favorite film, “The Red Balloon”. From that moment forward, I was captivated by the sight of Balloons !!!! It was instant attraction. Every day after school, my mother would pick me and we would go shopping in my hometown. It was 1964, simplier times, usually instead of dragging me along to the various shops, my mother would leave at the Woolworth’s toy department and girls in the department would keep an eye on me, I didn’t get in the way. Now that, I had a interest in balloons, the toy department was the perfect place to be. They had lots of balloons throughout the toy dept., I immediately found my favorite; a Blue Bird 2 foot pear shaped Smile balloon along with Qualatex Variety Packs of various balloon sizes and shapes. The variety packs included 1 or 2 Qualatex 40P’s - 40” Paddle Balloons and so began my balloon collection, which has turned over dozen of times. One day, on the daily trip to Woolworth’s to visit my toy department babysitters, they thought I was cute, especially with my new found interest in balloons. On that day, girls in department were so excited, something new had been added to the department; a Helium/Air Balloon inflation machine. Basically, a helium tank and air blower were combined into a shelf mounted box where the employees could dial in what amount of helium vs air would fill the balloon. I was in balloon heaven, l could stay there for hours watching the girl fill dozens of 2 foot Balloons for sale. The balloons were attached to all of the cash registers and were going like hot cakes. So the young ladies were continuously blowing up more balloons, much to my pleasure. Needless to say, upon my daily departure from Woolworth’s my mother would buy 1 or 2 Helium Balloons for me and any uninflated balloons to add to my collection. My obsession was building !!!! As time went on, I got smarter and asked my balloon inflators to only blow up my balloons with pure helium and no air mixed, please ! I told the girls how much I enjoyed the upward lift/pull. Again they thought how cute. Because of how I asking, they said anything for Chip !!!! My mother was so pleased that I was being well taken care of. So Mom would buy me my wonderful helium balloons as a thank you plus a little tip to my balloon sitters.
One day, after my mother dropped me off with my balloon babysitters, she happen to take an extended shopping expedition. While waiting in the toy department to be picked, I ask my favorite balloon babysitter, if she wouldn’t mind blowing up my usual all helium balloons. Well as time past, I asked one more and two more, please, etc. My balloon inflator said are you sure your mother will be okay with this and I said oh sure ! We were having so much fun inflating these beautiful balloon really huge. She even let me inflate some with her help. Well, by the time Mom showed up, I was standing there by the helium tank holding two dozen 2 foot huge helium balloons !!!! There was so much lift, I was standing on my tip toes. I had a huge smile on my face from ear to ear, Mom was not so happy. We had to make four round trips home to get all wonderful balloons home !!!! Mom’s Balloon Taxi was not to be repeated. The girls in the toy department apologized to my mother for all those balloons, but they said I was so excited and so happy, how could they not. Mom said it was great to see so happy.
My parents, talked about my overt interest in all these balloons, and frankly didn’t really know what to do about. Dad was a little upset about it, but Mom was fine with it. They both agreed they are just balloons and I was so very happy. Well, as I said Mom’s Balloon Taxi would not be repeated, so my Dad and Mom decided to rent me my very own tank of helium !!!! I was so, so happy with there solution. From that point forward I would always have one or two tanks of that glorious helium and that has continued happily for the past 57 years. Sorry for the long story, but it’s all true and very happy it has continued. Thank you for reading my story. Happy Inflations !!!!
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Old 24-02-2021, 03:18 PM
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Not sure exactly. When I was in the 2nd grade 2 movies that really hooked me were of course "The Red Balloon" but also a scene from near the end of Mordecai Richler's 1978 film Jacob Two Two Meets The Hooded Fang where a giant red balloon gets blown up and popped.
I can pinpoint my aversion to popping, however. When I was 6 or 7 I was at a friend's birthday party and right at the end of the party there was a very large green balloon taped to the wall that I'd been eyeing the whole party that, miraculously, got left alone and didn't meet the same fate as most of the other balloons at the hand (and feet!) of cruel 6 and 7 year olds. I pulled the balloon off the wall with the intent of taking it home with me and I noticed that the tape had stuck to the side of the balloon. I went to peel the tape off and BOOOM! the balloon burst and scared the crap out of me. I was phobic of popping balloons since.
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Old 24-02-2021, 08:26 PM
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Oh I can pretty much pinpoint the exact day it happened for me.
I was in 5th grade and this particular day was somebody's bday in the school I went 2. Every kid in the birthday boys class got a giant crystal helium balloon with a happy birthday print. I dont know if the balloons just seem big looking back on it because I was a little kid or if they really were but in any case they were about the equivalent of a hugely over inflated tt17. Now I wasn't in this kids class but 8 or 9 kids who were in that class rode my bus. It was near the end of the school year and was an uncomfortably hot day, the bus was like an oven on wheels! I can remember the heat intensifying the scent of the balloons and it made the entire bus smell like one big hot latex factory. I dont think I had a fetish at that time per se, but I definitely was into balloons more than average you could say. I remember finally working up the courage to ask the boy next to me if I could have his crystal blue balloon but was denied. At some point somebody had let their balloon float up to the ceiling of the bus and when it made contact with the hot metal it popped and the explosion was absolutely deafining. There was a blonde haired girl named michelle riding the bus from a neighboring middle school. She was one of the popular kids at that school, at least that's what we were told.
I remember overhearing Michelle asking if she could have the crystal red balloon of a girl that was sitting in the seat directly behind her. She was also denied and she turned around and sat back down. Thats what I thought to be the end of it. But just a few minutes later Michelle stood back up and turned around again asking, "can I please have your balloon"? When told no again Michelle replied " I could just pop it then". The comment was met with silence and disbelief. About 10 more seconds went by as they stared at each other and without further warning Michelle clawed and grabbed violently at the red balloon and there was a series of extremely strained and loud squeaks just before a thunderous kaboom, which was met by laughter of the entire bus.
I had no idea a balloon could even be popped that way at the time . Michelle apparently enjoyed being the center of attention and enjoyed getting laughs at other people's expense. And balloons. She would then make her way silently up and down the aisle like an apex balloon predator. I can still remember the shit eating grin she had on her face as she would grab another balloon without warning and another kablam and more cheering and laughter. Two boys willingly handed their balloons over to her to be popped. I was dying inside at having witnessed that lol. I wanted one of them soooo badly. On top of that either a hot seat or the hot ceiling would claim another one. Eventually the boy i had originally asked about getting his balloon decided to give it to me after all. I think only because he didn't want to be the next victim of michelles antics. I remember holding the blue balloon down low and close out of her sight and several minutes went by and here she came down the aisle. She stands over my seat and as I look up at her holding my balloon she says " were you gonna take that bawoon home and pway with it"? Everybody thinks its hilarious. The next words out of her mouth were "ill show you how to play with it" and she grabs hold of it like an eagle grabs a trout and as she was trying to pull it from my hands, she made a slight twist and I heard my balloon squeak violently and BOOM! But I didn't hear it or any laughter. It was like a flashbang from call of duty lol. I could see or hear nothing. When I regained my senses I look down in my lap and see what was left of my giant crystal blue balloon. A shriveled piece of latex tied to a ribbon. Right before Michelle's stop she approaches a girl who had a crystal pink balloon. She predictably laid hold on the massively over inflated balloon and was trying with all her might to pop it but ended up wrenching it from the girls hands. Or the girl willingly let go rather than have her balloon popped, im not sure which. But rather than pop that one Michelle took it off the bus with her. By the time all was said and done only two balloons survived out of the 8 or 9. Three including the one Michelle took from the other girl. Little does she know, she literally wired my brain to be the way it is now. As an adult, I love mean girls to pop my balloons nonconsentually. Crazy the effect our actions can have on others. But all in all, I consider it a gift, as traumatic as it was at the time, so thanks BIIIITCH!!! 😆
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Old 25-02-2021, 01:09 AM
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That I have developed a great pleasure from blowing up balloons until they pop is quite a paradox
Certainly seems to be a VERY common paradox - so common that I think a majority of looners share such an experience sometime in their earlier lives which eventually pur the fetish into maturity.



I have a friend out east (and there's some I've seen on this site as well) who still became looners, but didn't assimilate the initial fright of a popping balloon and emerged later with the NON-POPPER form of the fetish. Not sure if my eastern friend is on here, though I've directed him here.


You know...you can lead a horse to water, but...


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First b2p was actually with an 11" that I stole from church
Oh, you're gonna go STRAIGHT TO HELL, lol!!! :-)



Actually, the only thing that I've ever shoplifted in my lifetime was a balloon from the "five and dime" but can't remember if it was Woolworth's or Kresge's, both of which are VERY long-gone for decades now...the closest analogue to this erstwhile type of small department store are the dollar stores.


Originally Posted by AJK64 View Post
As I got older I found that seeing other guys playing with balloons really fascinated me.


I had a best friend I met aged around 12 or so who I slowly realized I found a attractive.


We had before this time been very touchy feely friends...always hugging and we shared a bed at sleepovers. While we were bursting the balloons things got pretty physical and we ended up kissing.
OH MY...your story was short but...egad...SO HOT!!!! Even hotter if you guys did lots of cuddling which is so very cool. Are you still in touch with your wonderful friend?
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Old 25-02-2021, 01:41 AM
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Oh, I forgot my OWN story. I was either still 12 or I had turned 13 - this was in 1960. (All I know is that it was sometime between 26 May and 30 September that year.)


26 May was when I was first admitted to a psychiatric hospital in Michigan, for 54 weeks, because of my Asperger's. My case was moderate...but AUTISM was, in those days, an extremely "new" thing that didn't even have a name yet (and Asperger's as a subset of the autism spectrum would not be recognized until DECADES later).


A couple years ago I saw a Canadian medical dictionary from 1953 at a friend's house, and I looked up "autism" and it wasn't even in the dictionary. The dictionary did include mental conditions, because I saw terms like shell shock (a precursor which came to be labeled as PTSD), schizophrenia, nervous breakdown, Oedipus Complex, etc. So apparently autism didn't even have a name, yet, even that recently.


I got my paperwork from the institution a few years ago, and nowhere in it did the word "autism" appear.



I have to say that the hospital experience was VERY much a positive thing in my life! (I know at least 10 or 11 people who were in such a place, and I'm only one of two who says anything at all positive about the experience.) It certainly helped a lot that it was a TEACHING HOSPITAL, therefore the staff was up-to-snuff with the latest psychology research. The staff were kind. I don't remember seeing any brutality from them. I don't think that I was even denied any meal. The only brutality came from three different bullies, not at all bad for a population of at least 150 patients on four floors, and even from them I avoided anything really bad, a little bit of bloody nose ONCE and that was it. The staff would scold the bully pretty quickly if they were caught, and perhaps they were sent to the QR [Quiet Room].


That was the worst punishment I ever had, I think twice for an hour at a time. The QR is a very barren room like a small jail cell; I can't remember if it had a toilet and/or sink. Its purpose is indeed for somebody to "quiet down". It worked. Again, no brutality from staff, ever. I also had no major problem dealing with being there, because I KNEW that the time-out would eventually end, and I quickly figured out the concept of a "time-out" because I found myself calming down pretty quickly. I had already asked one or two of the kids, who had been sent to the QR, what it was like, and how long they were there, so I kind of knew what to expect already. I feel bad for anybody who had claustrophobia, because the QR was pretty darn small with only a barren metal cot to sit on.


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Anyway, the latter date (30 Sept. 1960) I remember playing with a beach ball at home so "hard" that I destroyed it with a leaking seam that got larger and larger. (I went home on weekends, and was at the hospital the other five days.)



Back in those days, beach balls were SHIT, same with other vinyl/PVC toys! It was a really big deal if I could sit on anything without it popping or leaking, let alone actually RIDE it! I'm not even sure if PVC inner tubes even existed yet, because what I remember seeing was people using real inner tubes back then. If such toys existed, THOSE would have obviously been intended to take some weight. I didn't even weigh 100 pounds yet. In contrast, today's toys can take HELLA abuse, and still survive: heaviest, in here, has proven this time-and-again, and he's even had as much as half a ton on a toy before which still survived. What a far cry from the old days!


So, during that four months in 1960, at some point, three of us kids were playing a "hide this!" kind of game. When it was somebody's turn, the two roommates (who were living in the room we were playing this game in...including one of the bullies) would leave for a minute, then they'd come back and have five minutes to find the hidden object. Some of the beds needed to be made-up a few times, lol - many of the items would fit under the mattress. It was my turn to hide something, and they gave me a five-inch (I think) balloon. I decided to hide it in my pants, because it would NEVER be found there!


One of the two kids found it within five minutes, and one of them popped it in front of me, probably the bully. I mean that's a LOOOOONG time ago. But, before they came back in the room, I was entirely overcome by the surprise of HOW WONDERFUL THE BALLOON FELT next to my penis! Oh man...I didn't kum at the time because I was afraid to and they'd see some wetness! But, my fetish was instantaneously born right then and there, BEFORE the balloon was popped. I really seriously needed to get more balloons somehow, but I soon realized that the beach ball at home would make-do for what I wanted to do, and that was the first time I ever kame on an inflatable or balloon...BEFORE 30 September because, when it would no longer hold air, it was not the first time I'd frolicked with it. The hide-the-balloon this almost HAS to have been in September, because it was also after the time when I had gone through puberty earlier while in the hospital, and I can't imagine that both of these things (puberty had to happen first) would have been accomplished earlier than September.


So, as far as I'm AWARE, my fetish didn't really incorporate the popping element, nor the fear of it, because it had already SLAMMED into my brain a couple minutes earlier, and it has not changed at all since Minute One, other than some modifications once it actually became possible to ride stuff without popping. I'm a strict non-popper...BUT if something does pop, my reaction is only "Oh well." and I just grab the next thing, and the pop is absolutely neutral to me in how I interact, other than temporarily killing part of my arousal (which returns very quickly if I have another balloon or inflatable handy).
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Old 25-02-2021, 11:49 PM
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I wondered what members experiences were. When about 13 saw a woman blowing up a big balloon in a store & was captivated by the balloon & felt attracted to them ever since
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I was very attracted to balloons from the age of 4 or 5 years old until that attraction morphed into a full-blown sexual fetish when I reached puberty. Many years before puberty, balloons held an intense magical soothing power for me. I liked having them around, and sometimes as a young boy I would hug them for comfort and to calm me when I was injured or feeling sad. When I discovered the sexual aspect it just seemed like a natural outgrowth of the attachment that I had already felt all of my life.

I always suspected that there was a particular event with balloons that occurred when I was a pre-schooler -- an event that planted the seed for my fetish. I'm fairly sure that I know what the event was but it isn't something i feel comfortable sharing with strangers, even with other looners.
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