TC

I am a heterosexual male

I live in Tennessee, USA

My favorite styles of gloves:
1-disposable vinyl & latex
2-tight leather or satin (longer the better)

My favorite colors of gloves:
no preference

Other fetishes I have:
none

My favorite glove personality:
whenever I see a beautiful gloved woman on the screen,
it stops me in my tracks, no matter who it is...

My favorite glove picture:
none for now

Comments:
As with most others, I've had my strange desires as far back as I can remember. My first "contact" was in 4th grade when my mom gave a neighbor a home perm. After they left, I dug those fascinating little gloves out of the trash. Throughout my teens, I would get hold of the object of my fetish however possible, soon learning the true extent of its awesome powers. My parents must have wondered why I always looked FORWARD to going to the dentist (any hygenists out there? :) ) Constantly battling with the morality of my condition, I would swear it all off, only to come running back again. I think this deep contradiction has also lent itself to my fragile adequacy when it comes to the opposite sex. I've never trusted anyone with my secret, and before discovering this sight thought I must be an otherwise normal total freak. I would love to hear from any ladies who share this peculiar fascination. I would like insight on their perspective as members of the opposite sex.