More Art by Doodlefish

Following the recent, short post of Milk Outlets by Doodlefish, 
a further selection of his beautiful and sexy imagery.

 

Doodlefish - Ready for Play

I'm not usually a fan of long hair but Doodlefish's shaggy haired hunks have an individualistic, earthy appeal that's enhanced here by manual work clothes and muscles bulging under tight restraint. The squared-off design of the rope harness displays the captive's upper-body bulk, but eliminates any chance of him using it to escape. He's coaxed into a humiliating, public display of milk production.

Doodlefish - Art Model

Many a student has scratched some beer money by posing for an Art 'Life' class. Quentin Crisp, Britain's famous queer, made a career of it. It often means going nude (hence the Naked Civil Servant) but I imagine posing in shibari bondage is relatively rare. Our student here displays an interesting combination of post-adolescent nonchalance and bemusement about this requirement. I suppose the ciggy he is smoking may be contributing to that detachment (r whatever else he took last night). 

My guess is the class resorted to restraint as the only way to make the unruly man keep still, but the art-work on the wall suggests they have employed this measure before. Such muscularity on one so young certainly deserves appreciation and there's no finer tribute than wrapping it in ropes as if it were too dangerous to be allowed freedom in a confined space. The leg suspension is a little unkind since it will become more than a little uncomfortable if the length of the class period stretches into multiple hours, but the rugby-style long socks he's wearing imply he's fitter and tougher than most. 

Doodlefish - Not Again

There's similar sporting background to this image with shorts, undershorts and long socks in evidence. It's clearly a locker-room ritual and I imagined it at first to be a private 'man of the match' ceremony enacted on the player adjudged to have put in the worst performance. If you think about it, over the course of a season of 30 or so matches, every man in the team would be liable to find himself in the bottom spot once, at least. Bottom seems to be the operative word here, judging by the condoms lying ready on the bench. 

But no, it turns out that this is the team captain rewarding his team with a treat of their own choosing. It looks like every one of them is going to take full advantage of the offer. It must work as an incentive, though, because the title tells us that this has happened before. I suppose he doesn't want to change a winning formula so he takes the team's parts in good humour, offering half-hearted resistance and a request for them to be less rough. That seems to  imply that he enjoys it as much as they do.

Doodlefish - Do Me A Favour

There's an unintended embarrassment here with a parcel delivery man making an unfortunate discovery when a damaged box sheds it's contents on the customer's doorstep. He's terrified of being held responsible for the damage and also, I imagine, for discovering something that most men would prefer their delivery men not to know about. Luckily this customer is not at all worried about it, but sneakily takes advantage of the poor man's confusion by asking for a favour. It's not the obvious one suggested by this image, instead he invites him in to establish that the articles have not been damaged.

Most of these images have an explicit sequel and you can imagine what form this one takes. You should be able to track it down by visiting Doodlefish75 at 'X'. This image stands up on it's own, however, as a vivid illustration of frightened submissiveness by a very cute-looking guy. I'm a sucker for uniforms and shorts anyway, they seem to imply a certain level of 'amenability' to giving service. Name tags also contribute to that impression and I particularly like the way this one dangles in front of his crotch.

Doodlefish - Make Me Cum

We've all had a go on those machines at fairgrounds where you manipulate a crane with a claw grabber to drop down onto a prize and retrieve it. I don't think I've ever seen anyone get a prize out from one so I'm all in favour of this alternative idea. The captive, relaxing on his cushion, seems to be unaware that he's on public display (free of charge) with strangers paying (small) sums of money for the chance to tease him into wetting his pants. The picture is about his looming, public embarrassment which can be a powerful thing in some parts of the world. 

Other than enjoying his plight, there's limited reward for the on-lookers. There's a cup at the front of the case which suggests a (probably small) liquid prize for beating the challenge and they can have fun manoeuvring the vibrator (no it's not a microphone) into position and chasing him with it if he moves. However, I suspect it would be just as frustrating as the conventional fairground game. Why dispense with the claw, you might ask and I would agree. As far as I know the artist hasn't depicted that variant but there are other images in the series with the captive minus briefs but plus plug. This being a fantasy, he ultimately manages to fill the cup (via the rectangular drainage funnel just beyond the control buttons) and whitewash the inside of the cabinet. 

Doodlefish also put a different captive into a glass case to be a commercial milk dispenser rather than a fairground entertainment (in Milk Outlets by Doodlefish).

Doodlefish - The Next Number

This idea would certainly liven up bingo nights, which let's face it are a bit of a bore unless you have an engaging companion. The artist has made it even more interesting by portraying the balls as if they were like pool balls (i.e big and hard). Accommodating ninety of them would be a bit of a challenge for most men, a would-be 'shooter' would have to practice for months. Perhaps they start with ball-bearings and work up. At this level though he ought to be able to command an extra fee for pure entertainment value, perhaps selling tickets to the audience so they can kiss their lucky number and pop it in themselves.

Doodlefish - Room-mate's Noise 2

Anal experiences come high up this artist's pecking order and here's another rebellious young man getting his as a punishment for making too much noise with his music deck, disturbing his housemates and aggressively rejecting their complaints. I suppose it's debateable whether this is necessarily a punishment for him, there's hard evidence to the contrary, but being able to subdue and override an objectionable jerk is reward in itself for most of us. When the batteries run down and the music stops he may sing a different tune. And if he does like it? Well, why not do it to him again?

The timeless fashions of youth are nicely depicted here 

and like most of this artist's images, it's very pleasing to the eye. 

Doodlefish - Put It In

Gay Asian artists seem to have a particular interest in exposing the foibles of their office superiors. This image shows such a boss who summons his employees to give him ritual humiliation. They arrive to find him undressed and in a receptive position for his preferred devices - animal ears and a bushy tail with handy butt plug for secure attachment. 

Animal references also crop up in this artist's fantasy pictures which don't qualify for this blog, but the interest for me here is the deliciously snug-fitting underwear the boss is wearing. Needless to say, the pants soon vanish, as the laws of porn demand and as the title suggests it must!

Doodlefish - Time To Do You 2

This chap starts out in sports shorts but the naked version is relatively uncontroversial and another nice view of a pleasant, innocent fantasy. This artist's titles are rather uninformative and no use at all for search indexing but have the virtue of inviting you to imagine. As to what 'do you' means exactly, older visitors may recall a vintage, radio, comic association with this phrase, which shows humour hasn't changed very much over the years, it's just become less subtle.

Doodlefish - Loosen Up

If you are going to self-censor work (which all bloggers have to do sometime) this is a marvellously clever way to do it and it probably ends up being more provocative (and more interesting) than the undisguised image would be. It's a subterfuge that is not easy for censoring computers to spot since it just implies, especially when the apparently bland title is added in. The image itself incorporates an element of the locker-room bondage ritual shown earlier but doesn't seem to be directly related to it subject-wise.

Doodlefish - Who's The Idiot Now?

This seems to be a variation of the humiliated boss meme, but in an educational context. However, the man being taught his manners seems to be a sports coach rather than a conventional teacher. They used to double up roles when I was in that stage of my life, with sports or art master usually being a second string, but I don't know if it works like that now. The guys tormenting him don't seem to be sporting types, however, and the exam paper doesn't seem to have that connection either so it's all a bit puzzling.

None of this detracts from the splendid depiction of a handsome, chunky-thighed, games man, sexily stripped of his shorts and (soiled) underwear, but not his top or socks (I must admit, I share this artist's predilection for sports socks). The man at the centre of attention gazes up stoically, vacantly almost. as a very large vibrating plug is inserted into him from behind. The only preparation for this demanding test seems to have been a string of much smaller balls. This sub-dom imagery is superb but the reason why he is so acquiescent is a bit of a cheat. The idiocy referred to in the title is a student's interest in hypnosis which his mentor has ridiculed. Now the tables are turned and he is in it's grip, totally compliant (and hopefully, more accommodating of invasive devices). 

Doodlefish - Tentacle Revenge 1

Octopii have become a regular feature at this blog of late (search 'octopus') and it's not surprising to find them groping their way into the work of an Asian artist. This invocation of a fisherman discovering an unusual species in his net is like something out of the 1001 Arabian nights but the traditional influences don't stop it having a subtle sexiness, possibly because we arrive at it forewarned about the rapacious tendencies of these creatures, which the strange appendages on their tentacles in this case do nothing to dispel. Doodlefish works his usual magic with the fisherman's appearance, conjuring up an intensely interesting, youthful masculinity. 

Doodlefish - Tentacle Revenge 2

There is something very satisfying and sophisticated in the way this artist does not direct his tentacles to strip the unfortunate young fisherman naked, but merely to lift his apron and bare one leg so that the way is clear for him to be plugged at both ends. There's a sinister intelligence in the way the octopus has clamped his hands together to accomplish this. 

At this point he seems to be teetering on the edge of his boat and is probably more worried about being pulled into the water and drowned, than the minor inconvenience of perfectly good food making it's own way into his intestines. It's even inducing a pleasurable response in the process, probably fuelled by his fear. 

This is a great little series.

Doodlefish - Locker Room Reveal

Back in the locker room, another player strips off to wash away the sweat and grime of the match and in the process reveals the weals left by shibari ropework (and possibly, punishment implements too). Already the other users have noticed the marks and are exclaiming in surprise and probably registering other emotions ranging from horror to arousal (as suggested by the basketball player's exploding drink).

Little do they know that when the player turns round an even more unexpected sight will confront them, a chastity cage. It's already dripping with his sexual excitement at being 'found out' as a man who likes to be dominated and controlled in the crudest fashion. There is no way of knowing how the other men will respond. Some will be appalled, some amused, but there may be others who take advantage.....

Doodlefish - Let's See How Deep

This isn't the official sequel but it fits that chain of thought. Some senior players have decided to exploit the opportunity to satisfy their own sadistic impulses. They've even brought toys of their own to the locker room. With a willing victim who knows where it will end?

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More Art by Reitorachi

Following on from my post of Reitorachi's Captivity images,

another selection of other work by this artist, some vanilla, some not 

I don't know whether you'd call this vanilla or not, but it must be one of the best images ever of the tentacle genre, not so much for what it shows but for what it doesn't show, and what you think it should show in a few minutes time. A hero in trouble, having his already skimpy clothes pulled off, but he is not quite in an inescapable predicament, not just yet. There's only one tentacle, not the usual, multi-pronged attack, so it's more focussed and to my mind, more effective. 

But there are other delights. The wet, 'fundoshi' loin cloth with it's gleaming rounded contents. It's twisted, rope-like under-strap is vaguely suggestive of a string of pleasure balls. And those ass cheeks look distinctly rosy. Is this an 8-armed spanker? There's even a cute foot being proffered if you like to partake of such delicacies.

There's a similar sense of vulnerability about the man in this image, upside down, semi-suspended, and unclad from the shoulders down. His exposed cheeks are spattered with something, but the close proximity of a beer bottle and the respectably clad state of the adjacent captor means there's an element of uncertainty about the exact nature of the fluid. There's also a question about what he is going to do with the empty bottle. To the right a second captor is up to more mischief, it's left to the viewer to imagine whether it's painful or just plain rude. 

There's no such mystery in this reworking of the same suspension idea, but the nature of the threat posed by this hero's fantasy attacker is much more dependant on the viewer's imagination. 

The dense detail and styling makes this image harder to take in, it reminds me of old engravings where devilish creatures were set upon sinners. Non-Western cultures don't have the same, extreme viewpoint about such beasts and dragons get a better press these days. 

Nevertheless, the bird-like claws and beaks of these creatures do look scary and the depiction of the bony, hammerlock grip on the hero's arm (at the left) is very powerful. The advantage of fantasy creatures is that everything can be exaggerated and the artist has taken full advantage of that with the creature's tongues which are not only very long but prehensile too. They don't seem to be using them for the usual pleasuring and intrusion, but to plant two egg-shaped objects in the captive's rectum. (The second one is being held by the one on the left, next to it's beak). I'm not sure how the hero is prevented from ejecting them, but his angry expression at the violation seems quite justified. 

Tonguing is this creature's game too and it uses it's many, multicoloured tentacles to restrain it's captive in a most imaginative and accessible way. It places a degree of physical stress on him and he's already sweating. His earphone-mike combo suggests he is a Chris Redford-style, enforcement agent of some sort, which lends an acute irony and pathos to his restraint and to the exploitation of his nudity - nudity which couldn't look more complete. This dynamic pose is much better than the stereotypical sitting down/open legged, floating posture of the tentacle genre. 

I have doctored this image to tone down the censorship squiggle 

and it has fortuitously turned into a secondary tentacle envelopment.

A strong sense of vulnerability and exposure is created here by a pseudo-medical machine which comprehensively restrains the patient from the front, while presenting  his rear end to a variety of probing devices (which also seem to have a fluid injection capability). This is a much more elegant way of gaining access than the birthing leg-lifter so beloved of video makers. 

There's a second layer of restraint down below, linked to a milking feature - or a draining device, to be more precise. The milking is actually precipitated by the action of the probes.  

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This image repurposes the suspension pose seen in Part 1 of this article. The bondage itself is economical but it's a fairly challenging restraint position with doubled back limbs and asymmetrical rigging stretching and stressing the captive, whose arched torso is sweating profusely. It's this that makes the image so striking. 

There's a wealth of supplementary detail. A cock sheath performs unseen manipulations on his pride and joy (and keeps the censor at bay). Thin lines attached to nipple pads provide further stimulation and another is pulling open his mouth to receive a fluid dripping from above (a tricky alignment I would have thought, it's hard to imagine him remaining still). He seems to be wearing virtual reality goggles and is therefore unaware that he is surrounded by a lustful audience observing the effects of all these attachments on him, but ultimately unable to participate in his adventure.

This image of a man reclining on a beach (or beside a pool) also has layers of interest.  His cigar and cocktail suggest maturity and sophistication. Also wealth. He has a chunky, well-built figure and is clad in sexy form-fitting briefs so you wouldn't have imagined that he'd be short of admirers and yet he's brazenly holding a fan of banknotes in his hand as if wanting to attract service of the paid-for kind. 

That detail seems to transform him. The voluminous smoke starts to suggest an element of arrogance and selfishness, the cocktail ('with all the trimmings') becomes showy and tacky, the youthful haircut seems terribly inappropriate and sad and even those alluring briefs a little too much. 

 

Most of this artist's images seem to avoid sensualising the male body but this image makes you wonder why. It's a classic, stretching, male model pose with the face and luxurious tresses suggesting a man of sensitivity and delicacy. A touch of femininity perhaps, which the side-tied G-string also contributes to. 

His body conveys the opposite message, it gets bigger and more muscular the lower your eyes drop with the bikini pouch nestling between tree trunk thighs befitting the butchest of rugby players. On a woman the G-string conceals, on a man it contains and here it seems to hook underneath and bring his tackle forward in a tantalisingly graspable, rounded bulge, offered up for closer inspection. The model's stance suggests he won't impede a closer look, but I can't resist imagining chains on his wrists, just to make sure. After all, men like this only exist in fantasy, catch them while you can.

The appeal of lithe muscularity is an easy win but I applaud any artist who can see the attractions of older and chunkier men and this charming, domestic sketch succeeds in making this man exactly that. On him the rounded muscle shapes are amplified and exaggerated without losing their essential shapeliness or proportions. The model seems suspicious of the enterprise as if sensitised to negative comments about his figure, but he need not have worried, the artist has done him proud.   

This young man sits (nervously) at the  opposite end of the scale, rather like a model in the early years of beefcake photography, persuaded to pose naked but suddenly feeling rather uncomfortable about it, especially after placing his bare flesh on the cold surface of a wooden (milking!) stool in a pose that opens him wide. He has a rather large posterior for a young man and if you look back you'll see this is a recurring feature in this artist's work.

It also seems as if this might be a punishment scenario, 'the naughty stool', for there seems to be a tear trickling down his cheek or maybe it's anticipatory sweat. His backward glance suggests there's more to come. The coquettish flash of spiky hair spells bravado, but it's about to be tested.

Just another day at the Office! 

Pure fantasy but a nice image. I like the open shirt.

Getting on doesn't always require hard work, just application.

 I frequently feature wrestling at this blog but not bearhugs very often, because they don't always seem convincing, especially when the recipient is seen resting his knees on his opponent's thighs. 

This picture shows bearhugs as they should be - a truly muscular embrace from a villainous-looking heel and a squashed victim, arms and all, lifted off his feet and howling in misery. Well, I say misery but he has ejected copious quantities of cum over his opponents torso, which suggests it's not all bad for him. The cock between his legs may have caused this over-excitement but his submission will not be the end of the matter.

The background seems like  a spooky cave-like setting with gelatinous fluid dripping from the ceiling, so I suppose the young man is an adventurer on a mission, probably not expecting to stumble on the lair of a superannuated luchador during his quest.

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More by this artist at pixiv, where his name is 冷凍ライチ (Frozen lychee)

He also posts at 'X'

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Moving Experiences

 Mummification has it's practical uses.

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Beautifully Bound

It had turned into a truly miserable day for Hunter

Hunter thought he had got off lightly considering all the damage he had done when he had crashed his Dad's car. He had been fortunate that no-one had been hurt and having to attend an 'Attitude Counselling' course seemed a small price to pay for his recklessness.

Nevertheless he felt a sense of foreboding as he waited for the Counsellor.
He'd been told to attend wearing sweatpants, but he hated physical exercise
The place had a musty, medical smell which he didn't like either.

He liked it even less when the practitioner arrived and made him strip.
Then he understood why he had been told to attend in loose clothing.
It turned out to be a unusual sort of assessment, the 'Pathway to Reform', he was told.
When he strayed from the pathway by giving wrong answers, the Counsellor spanked his ass.

Spanking was a familiar experience for Hunter, he was well used to it.

But as he continued to show incorrect attitudes in his replies

the Counsellor, became exasperated, and deviated from the normal path,

resorting to bare cheek counselling with a heavy, leather strap.

This was new territory for Hunter but he endured it stoically.

Eventually the ordeal ended, as it always did.

He was sent away with an instruction to return the next day

for an appointment with a 'Behaviour Therapist'.

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Hunter fared no better in Behaviour Therapy than he had with Attitude Counselling 

He would have rebelled at the threat of another spanking but did not get the chance.

Because he was ambushed by two muscular 'support workers' on arrival.

They rendered him helpless with multiple belts and then the punisher returned.

As the day wore on, Hunter began to think about giving them the answers they wanted.

But couldn't really articulate them with a big red ball in his mouth.

His underpants, chosen by him for their thick fabric, were cut away and The Cane appeared.

Hunter's therapy continued intermittently for the rest of that day

Hunter never borrowed his Dad's car again.

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images courtesy of Spanking Straight Boys

more of Hunter Track being chastised at Spanking Straight Boys

More brat training in 101 uses for a belt #18

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Mitchell's Cowboy Folio 11

 

Mitchell - Sunday Morning on Ginch Gonch Ranch
(Inappropriate Dress)

In the bad old days, new hands at the GG Ranch got their ass felt with the whip
- or even the branding iron, if the foreman took a dislike to 'em.
These days it's a more civilised coming-of-age experience for the sons of rich men.
Not sure if it's the flat things or the pointy things that they remember most.

~

I first published this image at the now-defunct Yahoo! Group
This is a bigger version with the contrast tweaked to enhance the atmosphere. 

Remember Ginch Gonch?

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Go to Part 12 of Mitchell's Cowboy Folio (pending)

or Read this series from Part 1
or see all at this blog by clicking on the 'cowboy' label below.

The full Cowboy Folio can also be found at the mitchmen club at Adonis Male*
*You can also find The Cactus Kid story there in full or Images only

Vore Art by RL Fleshwood

RLFleshwood - It's Supper Time

The Little Shop of Horrors has a lot to answer for! 

There's a good sense of dramatic action in this image with the jaws about to snap shut apparently. The plant's tendrils way-lay a young man, innocently wandering in the forest, lifting him up and depositing him head first into the gaping mouth, a technique that has a certain gourmet delicacy.

RLFleshwood - Plant Food

This unfortunate might be still be hoping that there's still hope and the strange sensations in his groin are telling him that the plant is kinky rather than carnivorous. I suspect this variety is the plant equivalent of those kids who won't eat the pizza crust, just the juicy bits. 

The glorious colours make this art hard to ignore.

RLFleshwood - Introducing the Tip Jar

This picture was used by the artist to solicit contributions to his 'tip jar' where contributors can ransom the captive from a terrible fate. I'm not sure that's what his followers really want! Deprived of that context it looks like a satirical modern inversion of the Victorian freak show idea. 

What happens when the tips stop coming is probably best not thought about.

RLFleshwood - Josh, Dressed for Dinner(my title)

I can't say I'm turned on by cannibalism so I've ditched the artist's explicit title for something more ambiguous. It's a great jeopardy imagery anyway, with tightly tucked-in bondage of a nice, grown-up captive, artistically presented on a bed of lettuce. His cut-off jeans add a boyish personality. 

The beach setting is picturesque but slightly bizarre. It suggests to me a placatory offering to those unwelcome visitors who always turn up out of the blue in castaway sagas. (I've never understood why cannibals and slavers go looking for new prospects on deserted islands.) 

RLFleshwood - Zach is The Main Course

Another marvellously enticing, richly-coloured image and another great bondage jeopardy scenario. The young captive's innocent face and upturned, saintly gaze top off a beautiful physique glowing like burnished gold in the light of the fire. The apple gag (more bite than gag actually) features often in images by this artist but I like the way the lettuce has been upgraded to a surprisingly sexy, fig-leaf. 

The assembled crowd watching his discomfort are a terrible stereotype in this day and age but I take comfort from the fact that they are far too numerous to be satisfied by a culinary outcome to this situation. The offering will go a lot further if handled with care.

RLFleshwood - Escaping The Witch

This less challenging scenario has a genuine dream-like quality, not least encapsulating the elusive nature of what actually will happen if we get caught by our fears. It's a marvellously effective and witty.  The visible feet of the witch make her flight positively comic - real-life dreams usually find a way of blurring out inconvenient detail like that. The roping of the escaper is typically AI-esque, over-stated and in reality less than secure but I don't suppose I'd quibble about that detail if this young man came hopping out of the mist towards me! 

RLFleshwood - Gator Food

Looks like the 'natives' might be the good guys here. Rescuing the foolish youth from the local wildlife. The apple (Gob-stopper?) in his mouth is probably intended to suggest otherwise, but what a waste to make the poor thing into another (probably unappreciated) offering. There's an amusing Russian doll effect however in the concatenated open mouths. 

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More RL Fleshwood at Deviant Art
be warned - some images are more disturbing than those shown here

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Targeted

John was a petrol head who fixed small engines to fund his obsession.

It was an occupation that brought him into contact with the 

amazing things that people kept in their garden sheds and boat houses. 

Also quite a lot of bored housewives.

Unfortunately his curiosity for gadgets and boy's toys proved his undoing one day.

When an outraged, cuckold husband hatched a cunning plan to teach him a lesson.

He booked him in to service his equipment in the shed.