101 Uses for a Belt - No 23 Teaching the Alphabet of Fetish

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Homoeros - Recent work 1

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Regulars will know that I have a somewhat unhealthy obsession with shorts, so it didn't take much effort to fall for this hunky hiker, who seems to be wearing a pair made of leather, somewhat in the style of lederhosen. His wanderings have been interrupted by an unpleasant-looking character with a gun. 

He seems to think this is his territory. Freedom to roam? Bah! Humbug! 

 

This story is called 'Hill-Billy Elegy', which sort of prepares you for unprovoked nastiness. The young rambler is called Leo. It's a hot day, but it probably wasn't a good idea to make such a show of his amazing physique.

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Hillbilly number 1 is joined by another who looks an even more ugly character with an unhealthy lifestyle that probably hasn't done his brain much good. Leo is forced to kneel at gunpoint, presenting a delicious, submissive rear view to us. It might have caused him even more trouble if those emaciated rednecks were to catch sight of it. Luckily, they only want to grope him and make him strip naked. They take him to their camp, leaving his clothes and rucksack behind.

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Surprisingly, and disappointingly for us, their leader turns out to be an unkempt woman. I suppose the fact that there is a leader, and it's not just a bunch of violent thugs, might give Leo cause to hope. Especially as she is quite taken with him, a considerable improvement on her usual entourage. Unfortunately, she also sees Leo's good looks and impressive physique as a challenge.

 

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Leo is forced to fight her and suffers some humiliating treatment.

Great buns Leo!

 

 

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It's a painful experience for Leo. 

His dick is symbolically ground into the dirt, much to the delight of the gang, looking on.

 

 

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But Leo refuses to be a pushover, his muscles show their worth.

His dick also shows commendable resilience in the circumstances.

 

 

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Unsurprisingly, this doesn't go down very well. It's a contest he cannot win.

The woman responds to his lively dick by rubbing it with her fanny.

Leo defiantly rejects her.

 

 

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His fate is sealed anyway, they tie him to a whipping post.

You can see the gory results at Deviant Art (link below).

The woman gets sexual revenge too, in the only way she can,

(there's a clue in the image below)

 

 

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When the lash of the whip and sexual humiliation is finally ended,

Leo is taken away to a shed. He soon realises that this is not the end of his torment.

You can probably guess from this picture where it is all heading.

A traditional Homoeros fate awaits him.

 

 

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A Sheriff finds him traumatised but still alive.

Someone reported Leo missing, and his abandoned possessions were found on the trail. 

Great story.

I have omitted most of the imagery relating to Leo's torment, which is very explicit.

You can see much of it at 'Homoeros - Hill-Billy Elegy' at Deviant Art,

(plus more if you subscribe).

 

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Some more interesting Homoeros titbits........

 

 

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A young slave, kept naked in chains by his master, looks up,

 wondering what is going to happen to him next.

 

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The young men of Homoeros, like Leo the Hiker in the story above, often have a slightly unreal, fragile attractiveness. Some of that is due to the blond hair and blue eyes. This young man by comparison looks startlingly real and startlingly cute as well. It would be a cold master indeed who could not feel some sort of emotion towards him.  

As is often the case, the artist has only given him a number - 941.

The fate of prisoner 941 is reserved for subscribers.

 

 

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This image shows yet another young man who has been crucified in the middle of a vast yard. This is a regular situation in the world of Homoeros, but his free pages don't always reveal his inner thoughts about what is happening here. 

 

A man in military attire stands before the helpless victim and seems to be remonstrating with him. His arms wide pose, mirroring the victim's plight, seems full of psychological significance. Earlier pictures suggest the victim had a role as a groom and a cosy relationship was developing with this superior officer.  So this could be a distraught lover sharing his sorrow - or prolonging the anger of their break-up. It could be a friend lamenting his foolishness. A Commanding Officer justifying his hard decision. A regimental bully mocking his misfortune. Whatever the case, the inclusion of this second character makes the image so much more interesting than the isolated victim dying alone.

 

 

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Here, Homoeros imitates the famous homoerotic images of "Fred with Tires", substituting a typical character of his own as the model. The mechanic in his overalls is a much-loved male sex object. It's traditionally been a strictly masculine job, and the mystery of what might lie hidden beneath the shapeless, workman's overalls is tantalising. As a second layer, the glimpses revealed if partly open are emphasised, somewhat like the cowboy's chaps. 

 

Homoeros has chosen a zip fastening for his Fred's overalls. It's much more convenient than buttons for revealing glimpses, but it can have a mind of its own once released. If your hands are occupied with carrying heavy tyres, it's a dilemma whether to put them down to stop it or hope for the best. We can see almost down to his mechanic's cock, and more revelations below the hip seem imminent. His face is a picture of indecision, but have to content ourselves with the amorphous bulge in his crumpled overalls.

 

 

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These images acknowledge the muscularity needed to heft these heavy tyres.

Shiny perspiration and the dropped top tell us just how hot he is (as if!). 

 

Homoeros skates round the inconvenient reality

 of where all the material in the top half ends up, when it's dropped.

 

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The same zip still seems to be causing problems in this, outside of work, situation.

We don't know if the lowered garment was already in this position when authority intervened. 

Men do all sorts of things in quiet back alleys, and 'Fred' looks as if he's been caught out. 

 

His hands are placed submissively behind his back, but they don't seem to have been cuffed yet. Modesty might have been a more appropriate response to the challenge.

Unless, he's been ordered to stand this way, that is.....

 

The cop's muscularity and relaxed pose is nicely captured,

but his jeans suggest he's not a cop at all.

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Whatever 'Fred' was up to in the alleyway, he probably didn't anticipate this outcome.

It doesn't look like a regular Police Station, however, and Fred still doesn't look restrained. 

That suggests he's been intimidated or blackmailed into trying the horse out.

 

This horse doesn't have a particularly sharp 'wedge', but I'm not sure that it makes much difference after the first five minutes astride it. Having the legs raised at the back makes for a more precarious balance and shifts the discomfort forward, but probably doesn't add much to it. 

(in legs down mode, weights are sometimes attached to amplify the effect).

 

For more wedges at mitchmen, click on the 'Riding The Wedge' label below.

 

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More Homoeros highlights in Part 2

The Lost Patrol

 

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 A group of dejected, captured soldiers are being led through the jungle.
Their hands are tied behind their backs. Their shirts and boots have been taken from them.

 

 

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As they march, their captor beats them on the shoulders with a riding crop.  

 

 

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Deeper and deeper into the forest they trek, urged on by their masked escort's blows.

 

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Their army comrades and the life they knew are left further and further behind.

 

 

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Eventually, the cruel guard stops for a rest.

The exhausted men sink down onto the ground.
 

 

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But there's no respite from punishment for the captives. 

The soldier who asked for the rest receives special attention for his insolence,

 and for lagging behind at the end of the file, as they marched.

 

 

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His burly comrade protests and is given the same treatment.

The other two lie on the ground, hands tied, looking on helplessly.

 

 

 

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The guard takes them through the gate, into a farm building which seems to be abandoned.

Inside, he strings them up and begins to brutally interrogate them. 

 

 

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After many hours questioning and punishment, they are let down.

Hog-tied on the floor, sleep finally brings a merciful respite to the exhausted men. 

 

 

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But all too soon it's daybreak again.

The sound of suffering wakes them from bad dreams. 

 

 

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The captives are taken outside and forced to kneel submissively.

They are not alone, other captives can be heard grunting and protesting.

 

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'The Complainer' is taken away, tied to a yoke, that exposes his back.

His captors lead him past an elegant, swimming pool.

This isn't an old, abandoned farm, but a rich man's villa. 

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His comrades hear the sound of the whip, but cannot intervene to help him. 

Their feet are tied together so they cannot rise off their knees.

After an hour of kneeling in bondage, their own bodies begin to suffer.

 

 

 

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Complaining to their captors only hastens their first acquaintance with the flogger.

They are still unaware that they have become a rich man's playthings.

 

 

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In the days that follow, punishment becomes a familiar routine.

Their captors now seem more interested in tormenting, rather than questioning them.

That and inventing new ways to tie them up. 

 

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The restraints change, but the pain remains the same.

 

 

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The men get brief periods of rest when others are selected for maltreatment.

But there's a steady stream of fresh tormentors arriving every day.

They never seem to tire of their sport.

 

 

 

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Seeing other members of their unit, who have also been brought to this terrible place,

makes the men increasingly despair of ever being rescued.  

 

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Those who manage to escape are brought back in chains.

Only hastily grabbed sleep allows them any relief from the ordeal

 

 

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But all too soon, there's someone else who wants them.

 

 

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In the midst of endless, frenzied activity.

The men learn the true meaning of loneliness.

 

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These splendid images of military bondage have been sent to me by a group of Mexican bodybuilders who are exploring the making of videos with themes of captivity and punishment, rather like the storyettes of Royale Studio in the 50s. They say "we all are straight men but willing to offer attractive scenes to a gay audience". I should add that the grim story line I have used for this montage is mine not theirs. 

 

You can view a trailer at Mission in Jeopardy

More about the group's founder on Instagram @velamusclebuilding

More Art by Roman AI

After The Trial

 The convicted felon contemplates what might happen to him in jail.

His escorts contemplate what they can do with him before he is spoiled by jail.

 

Sinister Corn Field

Cornfields lit by sunset's glow make a haven for forbidden love....

 

But cornfields also have a reputation for more sinister goings-on.

Are these two hunks, drifting off in the back of a pick-up, here by choice? 

Are those spiky corn stalks simply harmless vegetation or ....something else?

And what does that strange, eerie light really signify?

 

Mafia Madness

In some places, the price of keeping your integrity can be high.

But if you're cute enough, there's always a way out.

 

Stop and Search

Adulation can be so boring.

"Sorry Boys, I have a fashion shoot which I simply have to go to.

But you can lock me up for resisting arrest next week, if you like..."

 

 

Lucky Bastard

Building sites: a ferment of competitive masculinity and towering erections.

The Foreman's been hitting on this hunk for weeks and now a weed gets him first go!

"Yeah, but he's cute and you're ugly" his buddy points out. 

 

Jail Break

 

"OK, Boys, leave us alone. I'll deal with this one".

 

He'd been stalking the cute cop next door for weeks and weight training to impress him.

But it took a wrong left turn to give him his big break and a spell in the cells with him.

 

Meeting His Mummy

"You realise there's a curse if you dare to enter my sarcophagus?" the apparition warned him

Luckily, the young man already knew that defying 'curses' was sometimes well worth it.

Don't worry, you'll soon get used to the floggings

The Bigger They Are, The Better. That was the slave catcher's motto. 

"Don't worry, man" he told the driver whom he'd pulled over on a remote highway.

"Working the fields for your keep is a lot easier than driving a truck. 

You might even get a plum job inside, on night duties" he added, eyeing Dan's jeans.

"And you'll soon get used to the floggings".

 

Shall I Fill It Up?

I suppose a lady would flash her leg to get the pump boy's attention

But an ingenious way of keeping cool, while driving on a hot day,

did pretty much the same job for this young man.

Just don't ask what's in the yellow pump!

 

On Your Feet, Punk, You've Scored!

 Woof!

 

 

 

You Lost Kid - Now Brace Yourself For The Consequences

 

Eight O'clock, My Room, In Your PT Shorts, Got It?

Tight ones, preferably 

Six on the Ass and One in the Eye

Always leave them wanting more, they say.

Well, it's easier for some than others!

 

I love the thread of desirable nerds in this artist's output, 

snaring mysterious, hunky, leather men who can't hide the pull they feel.

 

 

How About We Just Go Back To The Hotel and Fuck?

A holiday squabble turns out not so bad.

I've Already Searched For Hidden Weapons.

.....and I think this is the Mr Big we've all been looking for, Sarge.
He's a highly skilled pickpocket too, so watch out for your zip.

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Read Part 1 of this series

 I've given RomanAI a second post to illustrate the variety of his imaginings. There are many talented producers of AI Art who seem to find a groove, produce a flood of exciting images within that fairly narrow focus and then run out of new ideas and just carry on like they started. The trouble is, there are lots of others doing more or less the same thing and, inevitably, getting more or less the same results. Easily available AI engines won't let you go where you want. Until they do, only ingenuity and imagination will produce the next big idea.