Mitchell - Soldiers, shorts and sexiness

Mitchell - Builder Press-Ganged

A construction site workman is arrested by a Military Policeman after a struggle that has resulted in most of his clothes being ripped off. Interestingly, the cop is tying his hands with rope rather than clapping handcuffs on him. The workman does not seem to find his predicament very worrying, on the contrary, he's positively excited by it*. Perhaps he does not realise that he has been selected for conscription into the expanding British Army and a taste of military discipline is coming his way. The MP's choice was not entirely random, of course, he could not resist the hunky man doing manual work in tight white vest and jeans. Predictably, the Policeman's own shorts are somewhat briefer and tighter than normal military issue, but who wants normal?

 *Unlike some parts of the world, British people find Military personnel a lot less threatening than civilian police. 

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 This picture has many connections which date it (rather damningly from my point of view!). The central figure with the ripped vest was inspired by a 'Zipper #31' beefcake model called 'Giano', I think. He posed on a board looking very wet, but I can't find him in my back files for the moment (and thanks to Google's latest 'improvements' to its search engine, it's now disappeared off the face of the earth, until such time as a copy pops up for sale on e-bay). Any offers of help to find him?

Mike Arlen - Military Arrest

The Military Policeman (and to some extent the whole image) was inspired by Mike Arlen's photo-series about an MP arresting a suspected Arab insurgent and being seduced by him (above). 

Arlen's work in this genre and the military shorts, link back in turn to the Royale Studio military imagery of the 50s/60s.

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Dr Smith 2 - Mike the Construction Worker

Dr Smith has some strange obsessions with manipulating his patients (see Part 1) 
His encounter with Mike the Construction Worker is one of the most sinister - and memorable.

1

Mike is taken to Dr Smith's clinic by his site Foreman, after falling from a girder into a sandpit.

He tells the Doctor that he's hurt his abdomen and his knee is a painful as f**k. 

 

2

 

Dr Smith immediately gives him a powerful painkiller. 

So powerful, in fact, that Mike quickly becomes sleepy and groggy.

 

 

3

 Smith tells him to take off his clothes, but he's unable to get any further than his helmet. 

"I'll help you", Smith says, and picks up a pair of scissors.

 

 

4

 

Cut open from top to bottom, Mike's T-shirt falls from his shoulders.

Smith hastily clears it away, holding on to Mike, so his sedated state doesn't make him fall.

 

 

5

Smith is seduced by Mike's enticing torso and sweaty workman's odours.

He sniffs his shoulders and runs his hands over his contours in a sensuous examination.

Mike is 90% out of it and doesn't realise it's not quite professional.

 

 

6

 

Eager for more, Smith tells Mike to take off his jeans, 

ostensibly so he can examine his injured knee. 

Mike tries to comply, but he doesn't get far before he swoons again.

 

 

7

 

Smith gently lays him flat on the examination table and jiggles his jeans down.

Then he roughly jerks off them off his legs and casts them aside.

 

 

8

Mike's underpants are very workmanlike - well-used and dirty, but Smith is undeterred.

Eagerly, he sides his hand up between Mike's thighs - as high as he can dare.

 

 

9

But when he tries to slide his palm inside the waistband,

Mike comes to and, smelling a rat, insists the Doctor attends to his knee. 

 

10

Aware that Mike's Foreman is waiting for him outside, the Doctor complies.

He promises to call in at Mike's house in a day or two to see how he is recovering.

It's a special favour for him.

 

 

11

Mike goes home to rest his body, relax and get better.

It's hot, sweaty weather, so he strips down to keep cool. 

 

12

 

 True to his word, the Doctor turns up on his doorstep a few days later.

He explains he was just passing and asks if he can come in.

 

 

13

The Doctor is touchy-feely as Mike explains that he still has some pain.

Smith encourages him to take his shorts off so he can examine his knee (que?)

 

 

14

Mike kicks off his shorts and obediently sits on the settee. 

But once his back is turned, the Doctor attacks him with a chloroform pad.

(Note interesting foreground juxtaposition)

 

 

15

Mike resists strongly and succeeds in making a grab for his phone at one point.

But the Doctor comes back at him and eventually has the handsome hunk 'out for the count'.

Now, at last, he's completely at his mercy.

 

To be continued

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See the plot storybook and video link for Mike sees Dr Smith at Film 911

Read Part 1 of this series about Dr Smith

Jimmy's Midnight Visitor by Mitchell

Mitchell 440 - Midnight Visitor

Jimmy was awoken in the early hours of the morning by an intruder. Before he could work out what was going on, handcuffs had already been clicked onto his wrists. In the darkness, he could tell that the guy was a lot bigger than him, and the confident way he was handling him didn't allow much space for resistance. He was alone in the house, so there was no point shouting for help, the guy was probably just a burglar and might not be alone.

Jimmy was mistaken on both counts, as he realised, when the intruder began to fumble with his pyjama fastening. They were undone and down round his ankles pretty quickly, and Jimmy knew he was in big trouble then. "What do you want?" he squawked in a voice that betrayed his fear.

"Roll over and get up on your hands and knees" was the gruff reply. 

Jimmy obeyed with alacrity, feet still tangled in his PJ's. He gasped as he felt the stranger's gloved hand, beneath him, lifting his abdomen higher so that his bare backside was way up in the air. It felt very exposed in the cool night air. The glove grazed his cock as it was withdrawn, sending a buzz of excitement through his tackle.

He was left to kneel like that for a while, hearing noises behind him, but not seeing anything. 

Then, out of the blue, something hard slapped his bottom, making him grunt in surprise. 

After a lengthy pause, it happened again. 

"What is it? What have I done? What do you want?" Jimmy squealed. 

"Keep on what you're doing now" the voice said, "You're doing just fine".

 

 This is a tidier scan of a previously published image

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Moosemind - Escape from the council of the apes

A great image of a fugitive fleeing from would-be captors. Guess what they want him for!

Not crazy about the simians, but it's easy to imagine your favourite, dreaded predator instead. 

Rather nice texturing and a neatly incongruous, beautiful sunset. An augury of recapture, perhaps.

 

Moosemind - You Won't Be Needing This Any More

 An equally mysterious storyline here, but it's a beautifully constructed composition, designed to showcase the central figure's body in a stimulating way. It's a classic example of less nudity is more sexy, a point reinforced by his abundance of amorous admirers. They seek to delay his departure, but there's a hint of physical restraint being applied on the right. As if where he's going involves captivity as well as nudity.

 

Moosemind - Listen Boy, Come Over To My Tent Later

There's a fascinating study of power imagery here. A man, whose posture emanates authority and strength, has been accosted in the street and seems to be embarrassed by it, angered even. The other man is taller than him and clasps his neck, assertively pulling him closer, but at the same time bowing his head in a gesture that speaks of affection and supplication. This little drama is acted out before a fascinated audience

Both men are naked and (according to the title) one of them lives in a tent, although this is an obviously wealthy city. Similarly, the onlookers are all clad in drab loincloths, as if of a lowly caste. They must be slaves or arena fighters, perhaps. Men whose close relationships are all that they have. 

This is an unfaithful lover, perhaps, returning full of regret, or a defeated opponent coming forward to pay his forfeit, knowing he will be roundly used and humiliated. We can imagine the denouement in the marginally less public setting of his tent will involve lots of shouting, humble pie, tears and sex. 

 

Moosemind - Samson Destroys The Philistines

The underlying image here is a bit of a cliché, but it's nicely modelled and if, like me, you are not enamoured of long hair, it's easy to visualise a haircut that's as tidy as his physique. The soaring architecture is the wrong era, but superbly dramatic and gives a more relatable sense of scale to the modern eye. However, it makes you realise the original tale of him bringing down the temple must have been exaggerated a tiny bit. Or else, the priests got their just reward for neglecting the long-term maintenance of the building. 

Moosemind - Jealousy

This artist's interest in ancient cultures takes in the sport of naked wrestling, but he's applied it here to a more domestic scenario. It's quite hard to capture the drama of fighting in a static image, but this is a good attempt. The cartoon-style 'impact' signal is unorthodox but serves its purpose without subverting the splendid artistic pairing of figures, whose bodies are juxtaposed together and matched in a manner that seems to invoke the private intimacy and passion that has brought them to public blows.

 

 

Moosemind - Manhandled

 Here too, there's a great sense of struggle and also of physical strength, a sight that is rarely manifested in modern day, pro wrestling but can still be glimpsed in the amateur code. This mighty lift, delivered from a seated position, seems to have caught, off guard, an opponent who was prematurely celebrating victory in the modern manner, with clenched fists. An improbable throw, but a rather satisfying comeuppance for the braggart. The characterisation of the two men, one wild and hairy, the other with a more refined and subtle masculinity, reinforces the storyline.

 

 

Moosemind - Sparring

The artist's disingenuous title doesn't quite match the image a gay observer perceives. It is a perfectly feasible wrestling moment, but you can't help thinking that both men might have lost sight of the aim of winning this contest. He who has the upper hand suddenly finds himself distracted by an unexpected development. His over-excited opponent seems to have become suddenly aware of his own vulnerability, having started something he might not be happy to finish.

 

Moosemind - The Agoge Trials

A more conventional expression of the ancient art here shows two young men struggling for supremacy before an audience of soldiers. The Agoge was a rigorous, Spartan training program for young male citizens, so this is an authentic scene, but the sensual entwining of naked bodies here makes you wonder about the thoughts of those seemingly detached on-lookers and the reward given to the winner.

 

 

Moosemind - Colonised

 

This rather unusual take on the founding of America is frank and almost political in the way it contrasts the pride and strength of the captive, Native American with the uniformed, flag-bearing pomp of his captors, who seem to regard him as a curiosity. The title is bluntly accurate, but not one that modern day politicians care to acknowledge. Popular culture takes refuge in the Wild West stereotyping of 'renegades', rather than heroic freedom fighters.

 

Moosemind - Squanto Captured

There's a similar theme here but with a greater sense of enslavement and humiliation of the unfortunate captive. The on-lookers, civilised and determinedly religious, seem oblivious of his humanity. 

 

The original story of Squanto seems to conflate episodes of settlers being helped to survive by members of the Patuxet tribe with others in which indigenous tribesmen were kidnapped and trafficked to Europe as slaves, but it serves to make the artist's point. It's unlikely that any of them were such impressive physical specimens as this man, but it helps to amplify the sense of 'difference' in a way that shows him as more of a man than his captors.

Moosemind - Zane Blaze

The boots on the other foot here, or possibly on no foot at all, with a white man (of equally muscular and equally improbable stature) held captive in a way that draws on religious imagery to cast him as a martyr too. It makes a delicious counter-point to the Squanto images. 

Zane Blaze sounds like the protagonist in a pulp fiction Western, but I can't find a relevant reference. We may guess that he's an adventurer or lawman who's got himself into undeserved difficulties. He's clearly been unlucky enough to fall into the hands of cowboys who find his physique of as much interest as his supposed misdeed. Justice sometimes took arbitrary, brutal forms in those days, but with the noose dangling in the background, I shudder to think what they have in mind for the naked Zane. 

Moosemind - Lovers in Arms - Beneath The Olive Moon

 This tender scene seems like another of those "you want it really, don't you?" moments when a man is obliged to acknowledge his inner reality. It might easily have found a place in my story of the humiliation of the Spartan army in Part 1 of this Moosemind post. The seducer here, however, seems more respectable than the cunning Throbbers who undermined the advance guard of the Spartan Army on that inglorious day. 

This man is blond, wears a white loin-cloth that is loose beyond reproach, and even has the victor's laurel wreath on his head. What could possibly be wrong with him? Alas, such is the way with men! The poor guard, struggling with his own desires, and military duty too, I hope, seems to sense that something isn't right. Probably though he's just tormenting himself, when really, there is no need.

 

Moosemind - The Blacksmith's Apprentice

 

Another out-take from the Spartan shaming. Another youth separated from his lover and transported to a distant realm to work out his life as a slave. At least this one will learn a skill to give some meaning to his life, but an interview in the nude like this suggests that forging iron may not be the only hot banging he's going to experience. His resentful look may reflect that he's just learned of that unpleasant module in his training plan. Still, at least he's alive.  

Moosemind - Bare Slave

I've always been of the view that a slave ought to work for his keep, not just idly enjoy the attentions (dubious or otherwise) of his master. And if he's a muscular slave, he ought to use that muscle to good purpose. Make 'em sweat. Makes a great show.  It's good for him, too, helping to preserve that glorious physique for other purposes. I suppose there is a risk here that he might lob his load at the temple, Samson-style, but any guard worth his salt ought to be able to keep a naked man in check.

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Gladiators

Gladiators training for the arena were brave men, ready to die.
They were often seen as god-like supermen.
But even supermen have their weaknesses.... 

 

1

Two new recruits at Gladiator School had caught the Emperor's eye.

He was a humane man and liked to save hunky men from the Arena. 

By making them his personal guards.

 

 

2

The Gladiator armour turned the Emperor on, 

but he felt it was a little too 'military' for home use.

So he designed his own version, lightweight and minimalist.

With a skirt, just enough for modesty, but not impenetrable.

Very searchable, if needed.

 

3

It must have come as a shock for his new nighttime guards,

to be stationed inside the Emperor's bedroom, not at the door.

For the Emperor's night wandering hands were legendary.

And no-one ever dared say 'No' to the Emperor, nor 'Stop'. 

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Original, uncaptioned image by Remixing Reality