Target Practice

Tommy Tucker made the mistake of telling Freddy Fucker he wasn't interested. You don't tell Freddy that and turn you back at the same time.  Freddy likes to have a good time when he's at the gym and Freddy always gets his way.  So Little Tommy Tucker ended up on the shower room floor of the YMDA.  Well...what was Tommy expecting at a place called the Young Men's Death Association?

It's Been a Long Time

No excuses.  Just other things took precedence. But....here I am again.

And here's another little-guy/big-guy with the little guy winning once again.  Don't know why that turns me on, but it does.  I guess it's hot seeing the underdog win.  A kind of Samson and Goliath.

Holiday Hijinks

He came on vacation specifically to get laid.

Instead, sad-sack Sam got himself laid out.

Open Wide

Here's another couple of takes on a drawing I used some time ago.

There's no doubt about the state of these guys.

Or what their "friends" have in mind next.  

It's nice that even in this condition,  these guys have their uses.

Show-and-Tell

Now class, as the Fall semester begins, pay attention to what your fellow students have brought in to show us. There will be a test at the end.

First up is Alec, a cop who knows how to dress. His master, Mike, who obviously doesn't know how to dress, looks like he has very definite plans for his charge. But is Alec unconscious so that he has to be tied down?  Or can Master Mike just go on playing with him because the cop's dead?

Next is Tony the sprinter -- tank top and one sock, a veritable sartorial splendor.  Roger, his Captor, seems to only have eyes for his prize. No question, Roger definitely wants him, dead or alive.

Finally, we have Little Jimmy, very modest in his briefs. But it looks like the equally-modest Deevon got a bit too rough with his charge. Jimmy doesn't look all that well. Though Deevon appears to like him very much just the way he is.

So.....who's dead?  No points for being correct.  Just bragging rights.