Folsom Street Fair is an annual BDSM and leather subculture street fair, held in September, that caps San Francisco, California‘s “Leather Pride Week“. The Folsom Street Fair takes place on Folsom Street between 8th and 13th Streets, in San Francisco’s South of Market district.
The event started in 1984 and, according to the Internet, is California’s third-largest single-day, outdoor spectator event and the world’s largest leather event and showcase for BDSM products and culture. It has grown as a non-profit charity, and local and national non-profits benefit with all donations at the gates going to charity groups as well as numerous fundraising schemes within the festival including games, beverage booths and even spanking for donations to capitalize on the adult-themed exhibitionism.
If you look at the images on FolsomStreetEvents.org, you’ll see that the events are populated almost entirely by homosexual men who spend all their time at the gym.
We are attending Folsom Street Fair, and we’ll give you a taste of how much fun it is. 😎
Folsom Street Fair
Despite the event being held in September and in San Francisco (where the weather is seldom pleasant), it can get quite warm, especially when wearing latex. Wearing latex is like wearing a raincoat except you are wet on the inside from constant sweating. It takes some getting used to, and staying hydrated is important.
We are at the event with three of our friends from college who have never been to Folsom Street Fair, so we are sure we’ll have lots of fun. Notice that we are already drinking; well, it is after 10:00am. 😀
Being in the leather community means different things to different people. In this case, the gentleman with the badge is a bootblack. He takes special pride in caring for leather goods such that it’s an art form.
Perhaps this fetching young photographer’s pants are a political protest. Perhaps they are a suggestion, or an invitation. And what do we make of the belt of rifle ammunition on her hips? Such are the questions that remain unanswered at this Fair.
A collared lass takes a moment to read a magazine while perched on the shoulders of a friend. Well, I think it’s a friend. Perhaps it’s simply a fellow who enjoys carrying pretty girls.
If the eyes are the windows to the soul, this rugged fellow must have very interesting stories to tell, amirite? And notice the jaunty cap; I expect he rides a motorcycle.
There is so much about this photograph that is right.
Okay, we’ve given you a broad overview of the things you see at Folsom Street Fair, so let’s look at some in a little more detail, shall we?
Yes, there are Manly Men at the Folsom Street Fair, and we have a few photographs to share with you.
Besides smoking and drinking, Manly Men highlight their external genitalia. Fact.
Some Manly Men like to catch their sweat near their shoulder, and other prefer to catch sweat near their wrists. Knee-high socks complete the look.
Manly Men are not afraid to advertise socially-aware causes, such as hunting for cum. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
What do Manly Men wear? Anything they want!
There are Girlie Men at the Folsom Street Fair, too.
The first thing to notice about Girlie Men is that they cover their external genitalia. In fact, they cover as much as, well, girls.
Some Girlie Men have long, beautiful legs and are not afraid to show them off.
You can never wear enough makeup, amirite, ladies? And this Girlie Man, with his three sets of eyebrows, is setting the bar pretty high.
Are there eccentric guys at the Folsom Street Fair? I don’t know. But some of them look curious, at least to my eye. To be fair, for all I know, they could be members of Médecins Sans Frontières or Kitten Rescue. But still…
Yeah, would you hire this guy to … well, do anything? Maybe a hitman? And what about the guy in the red shirt behind him? What if he was your daughter’s date? YIKES!
Is this a narc? A 1950s secret agent?
Okay, MAJOR DISCLAIMER: I don’t have any money, so don’t sue me. But, really, what’s going on with these people?
Street fairs are also a time for couples to enjoy time together.
The Folsom Street Fair brings out the “happy” in people, as you can see. Also, their boobs are touching. (Yes, I am juvenile. 😳 )
This couple seems to be on a date, of sorts. I think. I mean, she’s wearing a collar attached to a leash, so either they are having a romantic adventure, or she tends to wander off and this is an easy solution. Either way, they are having fun.
These two are all smiles, so I asked them to pose. They tell us it is their first date together. I think it will end well, don’t you?
What is a street fair without wieners? And by wiener, I mean penis.
If I were a big, furry wiener with teeth and a hat, there is no place I’d rather be than the Folsom Street Fair.
The lack of pubic hair indicates that this fellow is quite young and will be VERY popular when he experiences gonadarche.
Of course, you don’t have to have a naturally growing wiener to enjoy the fun of having such an item. And, as you can see, they are chick-magnets.
Since wieners are in abundance, it’s no surprise that they get eaten wrapped in bacon, accompanied by a large fruit. Yum!
The sign reads, Please do not touch! But, come on! A cold, hard wiener is just what we need on a hot September day!
Nipples are in abundance here at the fair. Let’s take a look!
There is not much to say about this, is there? It’s a pretty girl with clothespins on her nipples. Is she smiling or grimacing?
This trend seems to be common. There is a lot I don’t know about a lot, that’s for sure.
There is an old saying, “Why buy the cow when you can get the milk for free?” And now you know the answer!
If the Free the Nipple folks reach their goal, the whole country might look like this. God bless America!
This is what you get with a free-market economy: an abundance of goods without government interference. 😆
Everyone enjoys cosplay, so it’s no surprise that folks enjoy it at the Folsom Street Fair.
You might be thinking, “Man, that is weird!” But think of how easy it is to satisfy her fetish: just put on her leash and muzzle, and off you go, being sure to stay away from fire hydrants.
Technically, this fellow is wearing a fursuit, but I can assure you that it’s more like an inside-out raincoat and sweat is pooling around his feet.
This K-9 wannabe is very popular with the ladies. Something about the cigar, I think….
There is a bit of rope bondage that happens at the fair.
When you are tied up, there is nothing to do. Really. You can only stand there and look bored.
When you tie up someone, you take on certain responsibilities, such as their care and feeding. As with this gentleman and lady, you must have great affection for someone to take on such important responsibilities.
Technically, this woman is completely covered; it’s just that her dress has a low thread-count.
Although this damsel looks distressed, I think she is securely bound and does not have anything to fear, because what could ever happen to someone tied up on a stage?
Leashes and Harnesses
With everything else happening here, you won’t be surprised to find lots of leashes and harnesses.
A lady in a chain harness and loin cloth, stroking a furry penis (see above), provides a moment of interest for fellow fair-goers.
The only real issue with this outfit is that the metal gets really, really hot after just a short time. And there are certain parts that should not be so hot, know what I mean? 😆
I don’t know why a pony needs a ball gag, because in real life ponies seldom talk. But this does look like fun, doesn’t it?
These lovely ladies are leashed and lovely. Who can say what they did to deserve such an honor, but they seem very happy right now.
Enjoy this slideshow of other folks in leashes and harnesses!
The sun can get hot on a September’s day, even in normally-gloomy San Francisco, and a hat can provide just the right amount of protection.
I imagine that this fair-goer put on her fishnet tights, corset, and shoes, looked in the mirror, and said, “Something is missing. A-ha! I need a hat!”
I don’t know if this is really a hat, but it covers his head and looks pretty cool. I wonder if he’s a Furyan…
This hat means something, but I don’t know what. Maybe that he’s horny…? 😀
If a hat isn’t your thing, you can keep yourself cool with an umbrella.
You can let your smile be your umbrella, or you can accent your cuteness AND your smile with your umbrella.
Technically, these are not umbrellas, but parasols. Ha ha. Pair.
What really draws my attention, besides the chick with the strap-on poster, is the tattoo of Frida Kahlo with a monkey copping a feel. I don’t get it.
An umbrella doesn’t have to actually protect from the sun. Sometimes it’s okay just as a way to highlight your face and smile.
Red and Pink
As you can see from all these photographs, there is a lot more to the Folsom Street Fair than just guys in leather. In fact, there seems to be a preference for reds and pinks.
Although the day is young, this lass will soon be even redder if she does not seek shelter from the sun. I hope she rubbed plenty of sunscreen on all her exposed skin.
Yet another interesting Folsomer whose story I will never know. I’m not even sure how that mask is affixed to his face — if it is a mask!
If you are attending the fair, you might as well put on your best red-and-pink hat or wig or hair extension and really live it up!
We have photographs of even more red and pink for you to enjoy.
At event such as these, we have occasionally encountered a fellow named Jasper.
Jasper has an unusual photographic technique: he holds his camera high above his subjects and takes a photograph of a view that only the tallest of the tall might see. And he wants you to look a little stunned, or maybe curious.
The next five photographs were taken by him (we don’t know his last name).
Jasper was nice enough to email the photographs to us, and you can see the results. I am smaller.
Now we appear to be about three-feet tall, peering up at a world of giants. What is with this guy?
Finally, I understand his marvelous technique. The man is a genius.
One of our friends from college poses for Jasper and he employs his refined technique to capture the essence of the moment. Ha ha, you’re just looking at her boobies, aren’t you?
We salute you, Jasper, a giant among men.
By this time you are wondering, “Okay, those two college girls….are they good girls or are they bad girls?” Well, let’s find out from these totally candid photographs I just happen to take.
The girls look harmless enough. But, wait a minute! The girl with the pigtails seems to have an attitude, and the girl with the glasses is holding a ruler. Hmmmmmmm.
Miss Pigtails has been a disobedient young lady and is becoming defiant.
See here, young lady. You will change your attitude immediately!
If you can’t behave, perhaps a spanking will take some of the mischief out of you!
A few good smacks, and Miss Pigtails starts to change her attitude.
At this point we have to break it up. Mistress Ruler is enjoying it a bit TOO much, and the crowd is encouraging her to do things that are probably illegal, even in California.
The end. (‿ˠ‿)
Pussy is Overrated
And what makes the world a wonderful, beautiful place is that we can all come together and have fun. Life is good.