{"id":2840,"date":"2021-10-10T15:48:53","date_gmt":"2021-10-10T13:48:53","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.dasquerform.at\/?p=2840"},"modified":"2021-10-10T16:53:19","modified_gmt":"2021-10-10T14:53:19","slug":"sexuality-on-the-fringe-of-legality","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.dasquerform.at\/ausgabe-06\/sexuality-on-the-fringe-of-legality\/","title":{"rendered":"Sexuality on the fringe of legality"},"content":{"rendered":"\n

Michael* has a somewhat illegal hobby. He sneaks into construction sites at night and lives out his passions there. We ask what’s behind it.<\/p>\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n

Who are you when you’re there?<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Michael: The gaffer, the construction worker, the trainee, the builder, the handyman, sometimes even the owner on inspection. My role is usually spontaneous, depending on what I find there or what I feel like doing.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

What exactly do you do?<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

In short, I put on all the work clothes of stranger builders, including shoes, helmet and gloves. I explore the construction site and try to play a possible role.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

What appeals to you about the construction worker stereotype?<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

The masculinity, manual labor, sweat, dirty work clothes.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I deliberately focus on this overblown stereotype.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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How did you discover it for yourself? Was there a particular situation or has it just happened for you over the years?<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Of course, there was a first occasion as well. I was fascinated by various fetishes even before that. Soccer clothes, uniforms and ice hockey equipment are just a few examples that I have tried out. But often these fantasies were difficult to implement or my partner did not play along. Actually visiting construction sites came about by coincidence. One night, after a quarrel with my partner, I just wanted to get out into the fresh air and be on my own. A thunderstorm came up and it started to rain. The streets in my neighborhood were being repaved and I walked by a team container at random. That’s when I noticed that the window was open and right by it there were shining high-visibility work clothes. I first hesitated, but then jumped in and examined the dungarees and work jackets. The thought that just a few hours earlier sweaty construction workers were in the clothes turned me on. As a result, I began to look for open construction containers during evening walks and noticed that they were often completely unlocked.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Surely watching takes a couple of hours each time, or you return to the same places – how do you experience yourself during that time? Are you awake, in a kind of flow state? What feelings does it trigger?<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

There are always longer construction projects that can be visited weekly and still remain interesting. The crew of one construction company would frequently be there late into the night, winding down the evening with a leisurely beer. I would find a quiet hiding place to watch them.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

In the corona year, I was very lonely and underutilized, and I was looking for ways to intensify it. So I lingered in my hiding place for hours watching them. While doing so, I wore sweaty strangers work clothes and had a gas mask on, inhaled poppers almost permanently and had my cock stimulated with e-stim. Wild fantasies and speculations shot through my mind. The boss would let his workers serve him, but if they discovered me, they would tie me up at the table and fuck me one by one. The thoughts keep piling up and I get into a flow state in which fiction and sensory impressions form a hyperreality.<\/p>\n\n\n\n