BOXER Berlin

Excellent place. I liked that the seller speaks Spanish and several other languages, which speaks volumes about the store's attention and service. The atmosphere is very pleasant, and the prices are quite good for tourists who need to buy specific products. 🫙♨️

Very friendly staff. Large selection of fetish gear (puppy, leather, latex, and similar). And if you happen to buy something in the wrong size, no problem. You can either choose something new or receive a voucher.

As always, an excellent store with a wide selection. Everyone can find something to their liking here. The staff is excellent and always helpful. Plus, they regularly get new products – simply top-notch!

The selection was truly enormous, however, one employee's behavior was very unprofessional, as he felt the need to make comments about appearance, etc. The fact that none of those present really spoke German didn't bother me personally, but it could be a barrier for some.

Limited sizes only from an S to a "L/XL" Very neutral service. Otherwise a clean store with a decent selection.

Where Leather and Desire Share the Night There are shops that sell clothes, and shops that sell confessions. BOXER Berlin belongs to the latter category. It was just after seven when I, Els (the manic German muse who sees Matthias Reim as his life philosophy), and Harm (my faithful traveling companion, addicted to Grindr and inner turmoil) entered the shop. Gerard Reve would be arriving later, he had written—“at 8 p.m., in full leather.” We took that literally. At the door stood a black dog of steel and desire, its snout raised like a watchdog of lust. Inside, a mix of techno, breath, and leather resonated. The owner, a man with the air of a confessor, smiled and moved to the beat of the bass. He shook his hips. Not vulgar. Sacred. The racks were filled with leather pants that seemed to whisper, armor meant not to protect, but to reveal. Harm grabbed a jacket—black, heavy, honest. “Johnny’s Vintage and Leathers would understand,” he said softly. I nodded. Because there, in that scent of leather, sweat, and sin, lay the same truth I already knew from Etsy: craftsmanship is sacred, even when it reeks of adventure. Els called out from the fitting room: “Matthias Reim would sing here!” The owner responded only with a smile and a rhythmic movement of his hips. Outside, it smelled of currywurst and rain. Inside, it was warm, safe, and a little sinful. BOXER Berlin isn’t a store. It’s an altar. A mirror. A place where you lose yourself—and precisely because of that, find yourself.

Have been looking forward to visiting this shop for about a year now, and they did not disappoint at all. Very broad selection, affordable prices and a very cute and helpful guy at the counter certainly contributed to a nice shopping experience. Will definitely be coming back to this one when I can.

Always fun and reliable, expected kink prices, good selection of everything Kink- very important for the community. Lots of Pup gear and tons of sex toys. The real draw is clothing to go out and party in. They also have a great and more traditional leather section.

I was always treated kindly and received helpful advice during my several visits. Thank you.

Great service and wonderful staff! Mine was a really helpful (and HOT) staff who wore a translucent tank top lol…kinda sad i didnt get his name lol