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.


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


-------------------------------------------------------------------

           Next there's a Punk finishing off a Jock.


--------------------------------------------------------------------

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



--------------------------------------------------------------------

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

--------------------------------------------------------------------




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.
_________________________________________________

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.

Sep 14, 2011

New Take on an Old Favorite


Here's a series I did quickly (which is pretty obvious) using more finished stuff I had drawn before as a template.

You might recognize the nursery rhyme.

--------------------------------------------------------------------
                
                   Monday's child is fair of face.


--------------------------------------------------------------------

                    Tuesday's child is full of grace.


--------------------------------------------------------------------

                 Wednesday's child is full of woe.

--------------------------------------------------------------------

                   Thursday's child has far to go.

--------------------------------------------------------------------

                Friday's child is loving and giving.

--------------------------------------------------------------------

           Saturday's child works hard for his living.


--------------------------------------------------------------------

        But the child who is born on the Sabbath day
                           is bonny and blithe


--------------------------------------------------------------------

                           .....and good at play.


--------------------------------------------------------------------

                               And dead.


--------------------------------------------------------------------

Sep 2, 2011

You'd Be So Nice to Come Home To


These guys have been sitting in my file for 5 or 10 years.  Waiting to played with.  Waiting for our pleasure. Waiting for squeezing hands around their strong, yielding necks


Here's Jamal, the bound rebounder.  There are a few hoops for him to jump through before the final whistle.

--------------------------------------------------------------------

And there's Big Al, called that because, naturally, he's a little guy.  a.k.a. Cry Baby. Of course, he does have something to cry about: he knows what's coming isn't going to end well.


--------------------------------------------------------------------

Perry's been sitting on the john so long, he's unconscious.  Well, maybe that state had nothing to do with his waiting.  Then again, his final state is definitely going to last an eternity. 

--------------------------------------------------------------------

Finally--also tied to a toilet--is Brad. Soon enough he too is going to be flushed with our success. Right down the drain.



These guys' long wait is finally over.




Aug 18, 2011

Ten Ways to Kill Your Cheating Lover

                                Meet Zach


Zach has been a deceiving, lying bastard, screwing every available hole he could find.  Much to his lover's fury.

No more chances for Zach.

Now his partner only has to choose how to kill him.  He has 10 favorites.


1.  Pull a plastic bag over that two-faced head.


2.  Blow his betraying brains out.


3.  Tape over his cheating nose and mouth.


4.  Break his twisted neck.


5.  Garrote that twisted neck.


6.  Slit his double-dealing throat.


7.  Let him hang his despicable self.


8.  Drive a stake through his cold heart.


9.  Lop off his treacherous cock and balls.


10.  Shove a hot poker up that wandering asshole.


Too bad his partner can only kill him once.