Sexy and he knows it

 Meet the Muscle Masters

Milking Factory 14 by Shenguanlin

This take on the Milking Factory theme has a decidedly sinister flavour with operations being conducted in a gloomy half-light under the supervision of men clad from head to toe in form-fitting, latex, body suits which might be explained as a hygiene precaution were it not for the masks and the unpleasant grins adorning them (zip openings?).

This factory set up is decidedly intensive with the milk producing stock being liquid-fed through mouth-tubes - some nourishing concoction, no doubt, like chicken soup. They are all fitted with helmets that totally enclose their heads and anchor them to the roof of the milking station. Their bodies are totally naked below the neck apart from jock straps and this reveals a preponderance of chunky, fleshy physiques, a breed selected perhaps to ensure a more creamy product. Their fleshy bodies are enmeshed in tight restraints and harnesses that completely immobilise them and allow them to be suspended in their stalls, with feet folded back behind them.

Their productive organs have been temporarily removed from their jockstraps for milking and are kept steady and erect by multi-ring cages with electrical connections for added stimulation. The resulting emissions being siphoned off through simple tube inserts into jars, where unwanted fluids are separated out and run to waste.  

One of their number (at the near end of the line) seems to be on 'standby', suspended in the same way but not hooked up to the feed and extraction arrangements. He's also clad in a latex body suit which has a separate sleeve for his cock and balls allowing the technicians to inspect their state of readiness and prime them. Other off-line milkers are resting in cages against the far wall. 

A new addition to the herd, lies hogtied at the feet of the supervisors, awaiting formal admission to the facility. Behind his blindfold he no doubt is wondering what all the strange sounds he can hear - whirring pumps, clanking chains, grunts, groans and sighs - can possibly mean.

This Milking Factory by Shenguanlin has an orderly style of production line similar to that seen above. Thus the milkers stand in a row on a dais, but instead of cumbersome restraint arrangements which have to be taken off and re-installed each time the men change shifts, rigid body suits that totally enclose them are employed. The two halves simply need to be strapped together with the men inside. 

To further simplify changeover, the men are prewrapped like mummies. That doesn't totally prevent body wriggling resistance, however, so the attendants can enjoy cajoling reluctant, new beasts into taking their place inside their suit, ensuring of course that their milk spouts are projecting out through the opening at crotch level. This is necessary for milking to take place but also, together with the suit's nipple openings, it prevents the men from overheating. 

They are fitted with mouth adaptors which allow their feed tubes simply click into place and also serve as a gag during the installation procedure, as noisy resistance tends to cause anxiety amongst the reserve milkers resting in their cages at the back - and frustration as they strain and struggle in vain against their own bindings.

This production line is almost complete and once the milking suction sleeves are popped on the men their milking shift can commence in earnest. Some members of the line are already dripping with excitement, you see, there is no cruelty involved!

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 Thanks to 'apple pie' for suggesting this artist

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Beautifully Bound - Keenan

Looks like Christmas came early this year.

and Santa's left a present on the hearth rug.

This delicious, naked physique is entangled in an intriguing multi-point restraint

which doesn't quite immobilise his arms, but makes a great visual anchor for a tight hog tie.

The sheen on the captive's body evidences a prolonged, fruitless struggle to escape

This image has an air of expectation about it.

Not so much delivered, but waiting to be collected.

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This image originates from Keenan @Roped Studs.

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Art by Aizy

Aizy - Eddie Brock and Venom

The Venom phenomenon (2018)  seemed to inspire a lot of very interesting homoerotic art trying to explore the effect of an alien 'symbiote' living within a man and merging identities with him. This is a rather good example dramatically illustrating the thrall that Venom exerts over his host when he chooses to emerge and also the profoundly sexual intimacy that exists between their bonded beings as the one is absorbed/transformed into the other. 

Artists usually select the character of Eddie Brock to base their depictions on. He's not the only man who hosted Venom but his villainous leanings make him a lot more interesting than the goody-goody Spiderman and that's reflected here in his sexy, slightly dishevelled appearance. 

Visually there's a relationship of sorts with the tentacle genre in the envelopment of Eddie's body which is rather cleverly shown here but the erotic undercurrent is probably closer to the effect of Christuffer's man-absorbing plants.

 Aizy also goes under the tag @Laizy Hoyd. 

You can find odd postings via search engines but I haven't found a home site for this artist 

or anything to match this.

More Venom...

see also Eddie Brock by Damo

Xenoforge

Brock-Venom by Gabo

101 Uses For A Belt - No 17 Sheer Intimidation

Users of this locker room had better watch out,
in case this aggressive specimen decides to take it out on some poor guy's backside!
I love his oily body and rolled-down briefs but I'll keep that interest to myself I think.

Thanks to Otherguise for suggesting this image for the belts series

Art by Tonkatsu Sando & Florid+Blade

Florid+Blade - Bondage Play 3

This artist's work is a visual treat that treads a fairly narrow track revelling in the joy and sensuality of two gay lovers.  Their loving cavorting includes bondage fetish play and this is a nice example.

Florid+Blade - K and Florid Bondage Session 03

Here the top slows the pace, idly fondling his tied-up partner's arousal

 and studying his reactions in an admiring, loving way.

The roping of his partner's muscular body and his taped nipples are very erotic.

This artist's remarkable imagery explores all manner of intimacy between the men, but in a way which is so obviously heart-felt and tender that it somehow evades the label of being 'just porn'. 

Florid+Blade - K and Florid Bondage Session 09

The art is not wanting in passion either, but it comes across as a deeply shared emotion.

Their closeness here as the peak of excitement nears is amazingly intimate.

I have something of a love-hate relationship with 'serial images' computer art where a single picture is progressively enlarged into a story of sorts through small, increasingly erotic alterations. However I'm much more at ease with the equivalent of that technique in rendering, whereby a single 3D image is examined from a series of different viewpoints. It often throws up remarkably original pictures. Florid+Blade produces some truly amazing shots of intimate acts in this way, most are too hot to reproduce here, but they would be the envy of any porn director.

Florid+Blade - K and Florid Bondage Session 34

The muscularity of this embrace whilst their bodies are intimately coupled in sexual union,

expresses genuine love as well as domination and forcefulness.

Florid+Blade - Training Night 05

The idea of a regular 'Training Night' as part of the boys' domestic routine is delicious.
"Sorry love, you can't go out tonight, put your harness on, I'm training you".

It's like a formal renewal of their vows of service and devotion to one another. 

Florid+Blade - Rope and Trainers

This might be another Training Night where roles are reversed

allowing the sub to express his private kinks at his boyfriend's expense.

Interestingly he substitutes a private, sensory overload

 in place of overwhelming direct contact.

I love the torso bondage and torn T-shirt.

Tonkatsu Sando - Milking Time

This scene also has an air of fetishistic control, in fact there's almost a medieval, feudalistic feel in the oak furniture and roaring fire as if the Lord is extracting a tithe from one of his serfs. It's all good-natured though and there are companion images called 'Milk Your Bull' with similar arms-length, near-clinical relief being depicted. Even in the most loving and equal relationships, there have to be moments of submission on both sides and incorporating that into sex-play makes it a natural, easy thing to do.

  

Tonkatsu Sando - Devour me

When these lovers leave fetish interests aside, their lovemaking is deeply sensual 

driven by a mutual desire that has yet to find any limits .

I love the oily sheen on the blond's body here, it makes it seem to glow 

His dangling balls dragging on the stone floor are very sensual.

Tonkatsu Sando - Edging Closer

That oily sensuality is even more powerful here 

It seems to turn his shaved abdomen into an extension of his cock 

suggesting the deep roots inside that his incipient orgasm springs from.

Those sexy nipples almost in tonguing distance look delicious!

Tonkatsu Sando - Love in Paradise 2

The oily coating is put to good use here as a mutual lubricant at the point of convergence of the two men's torsos which is a nice feature of this composition. The pose suggests there has just been penetration and the top has withdrawn so that they can finish together. It's another expression of their desire to be close to each other and to share their moment of orgasm. The ability of two male lovers to spontaneously emulate their partner's ejaculations during love making is one of the profound 'mysteries' of sex.

Luckily these men seem to have this 'paradise' all to themselves! 

Tonkatsu Sando - Evening

This seems rather like a domestic scene, the lovers tenderly coming together at the end of a long day. Gently easing away the stresses of work and the accumulated anticipation of sex during their separation.

The darkening evening light here brings in a romantic touch, 

expelling the outside world as they come together again in affectionate play.

Tonkatsu Sando - Never Let Me Go

The profoundness of these men's attraction to each other is spelt out in the title here and the picture does what it says on the tin. One is devouring the other and he in turn seems to be trying to physically merge into his lover. The dark lighting emphasises the intensity that their lovemaking takes on in private. No one else exists for them at this moment and even we are expelled to a decent distance. 

The matching appeal of the 'sitters' pecs and his buns is a nice detail.  

Tonkatsu Sando - Subterranean Pool

This romantic pool and waterfall location has a very private and mysterious feel thanks to the dark, underwater, colour palate. Cool rays of light bathe their bodies almost giving the impression of cascading water and creating a fantastical, magical atmosphere.

The active partner is perched on the edge of the pool in a manly-looking, casual pose, with his feet dangling in the water. His partner sits across his lap and has opened up his body totally to him, trustingly accommodating his impalement and relaxing into his kisses. They are both semi-suspended as they drift away into their shared, private world of sexual excitement. 

A great picture.

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This artist is on Twitter as TonkatsuSandoDark @TonkatsuDark
similar images are posted by an artist calling himself 𝐅𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐝†𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐝𝐞 @Blade_Florid
I've included both here together as though they are one artist.

Some Like Them Hot

 If you wanted to make big money in the Slavery game you needed to get hold of hot men.

Unfortunately Government auctions of condemned men were  mostly made up of 

minor criminals, debtors, drunks and the work-shy - they rarely featured handsome hunks.

When they did the competition to buy them was fierce, private buyers drove the prices sky-high.

It was cheaper and easier to trade in volunteer slaves. 

Men who'd had enough of normal life, needed quick cash or just wanted to disappear.

They could be bought privately or persuaded to sign fixed-term contracts. 

But it was still pot-luck what sort of material you got.

Some traders only wanted the cream of the crop, so they went out looking for them. 

When they found them, they did their research and learned how to reel them in.

Gyms were always good sources, but fit, healthy men with steady jobs and wives

were not easily tempted. You just had to take them. However you could.

When the scout spotted David and Clyde lifting weights together at a city gym, 

he knew immediately they were the ones for him.

Since training was their obsession he left a glossy leaflet lying around,

 It offered the chance to boot-camp with a well-known fitness star.

He knew their type, it was an irresistible lure

Their booking made, a discreet, covert, early morning pick-up was arranged.

He was pleased to see they had followed his instructions to the letter.

They'd even picked identical underpants to travel in, that was so cute!

No-one would know where they'd gone, not even themselves.

Despite Clyde's doubts, the 'private training camp' had everything they could have wanted.

They didn't need clothes, they just spent their days pumping their muscles, 

enjoying the food and lounging in the sauna and swimming pool together.

And yes, their fitness hero did turn up, he gave them training tips (and more).

A photographer came and took pictures of them together,

An exciting future beckoned, promising fame. Of sorts.

But all the time, while the boys were enjoying themselves and improving their physiques,

a hundred plus buyers were on line, watching them and calculating what they could afford.

The trader had provided a comprehensive dossier on them, with tantalising details,

but you never really knew what you'd actually get at the auction. Not usually.

But the prospective buyers were virtually living with these guys, seeing everything.

They even saw them getting fucked together. That was so cute.

The excited buzz in the chat room sent pre-sale estimates soaring.

On their last night, the two boys slept contentedly, after a mildly sedated supper.

Meanwhile, on-line, a hotly contested auction of them was taking place.

They awoke to find themselves shackled and chained, with guards in attendance.

They were allowed a last, (spoon-fed), luxury breakfast - because a long journey lay ahead.

Outside a limo with darkened windows waited to take them to a quiet, private airstrip. 

As they waited to board the aircraft, their prized, matching underpants were taken from them. 

Such was the boys' popularity on-line, their underpants had been sold as a separate lot. 

The grateful trader had generously allowed them to keep them on until the last minute.

That gesture, or maybe it was their sudden nudity, made the boys quite tearful. 

They were so cute.

The, exclusive, private flight provided them with a last few hours of luxury, 

spoilt only by their naked bottoms sweating and sticking to the leather seats.

Their anxiety about what lay ahead didn't help of course.

In a faraway country, their new owner, eagerly awaited them. 

At least they hadn't been parted from each other, buddies to the end.

So cute.

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