When I start drawing, I never know who will appear. I find men of all races attractive and have therefore depicted them as both victims and perpetrators. At any point in this blog, should there appear to be a preponderance of one or the other races in one or the other roles, it is unintentional. They are all meant to give as good as they get.

Anatomically, my drawings are sometimes not quite right. I have not had any formal art training, so what you see is the best I can make it.

This blog is fantasy and is not in anyway intended to
encourage reality. The reality is something I have no interest in or desire for.

Oct 31, 2011

Oldies but Goodies

These guys have been sitting in my drawer for quite a few years.  Now seems as good time as any for them to see the light of day.  (Those that haven't had their lights already put out, of course.)

You can tell their age from the last drawing. The hair styles and clothes are a dead give-away.  And some of the guys are just dead.


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     First there's a Jock putting the squeeze on a Punk.


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           Next there's a Punk finishing off a Jock.


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You could call the following "The Anonymous Brigade                    conquering the Anonymous Troups".



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Finally, here are the "style-setters".  A little worse for wear, a bit unfinished and creased.  But, happily, with                several bodies still hanging around     

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Oct 10, 2011

Black to Black

Here's a couple of guys who are really on their last legs. Their fight is gone.  They seem to be pretty much taking their last gasps.

First there's Sam.  His hands are up as if in submission. Come to think of it, I guess that's what it is.

The struggle is gone.  Expect maybe for his breath.
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Dwayne's training as a Marine doesn't seem to have been much help.  He sure looks like he's slipping away backwards.  And Freddie ain't letting go until he does.

Tiiimmmber.