Art by Arsch

 

Arsch - Stress Test

I'm drawn to the restraint position and the medical and milking themes in this image by Arsch. 

Closer inspection reveals a degree of intensity in the proceedings that is somewhat disturbing and the gloved hands in the foreground are distinctly sinister.

On an artistic level the detailing is impressive with an authentic 'cluttered' effect for the lab surroundings, I love the noticeboard. There's also a close attention to texturing of clothing and the surface of the platform/bed, for example. The skin of the subject is similarly enhanced producing a veining effect which gives an impression of heightened stress, an authentic elaboration but for me it detracts from the sensuality of the subject.

The given title of this piece does not quite tally with the that shown on the monitor display in the background of the image. I can't find any definition or translation for the word 'estrust', however 'estrus' has an interesting definition which may be relevant.

I can't find a link for the artist.

Bareass Blogs No 55

 

Bareass Bunkhouse Boldness
 

The sun was just rising when Chet finally got back to the bunkhouse of the Bent Arrow Ranch. It had taken him longer than he'd expected and he prayed no one was awake in there yet. He'd have a hard time explaining to the other guys just how he'd manage to lose his pants and his horse, so that he'd had to walk all the way back from the farthest range half-dressed. You couldn't blame that sort of thing on hostiles any more and they would rag him mercilessly. 

Worse than that, though, was the possiblity that some of them were lying awake inside and curating their morning woods, especially Big John. If he caught sight of Chet's bare ass cheeks peeking out of the back of his chaps he'd not be content to just look at them and joke about it. No Siree, he'd be out of bed like a shot to give him and his ass a hard time of the kind that would wake everyone else up, primed for action and eager to join in. 

He shuddered and checked his step, then set his boot down as gently as he could on the step. It creaked and he suppressed a curse. His bunk was close to the door, if he was quick he could sneak in and slip his gear off quietly under the blanket, then no-one would ever know. Better get his boots off first out here then. As he sat down on the step to slip them off it creaked again. Trembling with tension, he tip-toed up the step and into the darkness beyond the doorway........ 

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This image comes from the Colt 'Bunkhouse' series

Bareass Blogs No 54

 BareAss Blushes of a Ball Hog*

 

*also known as a 'Black Hole'. Once a ball reaches a “black hole” player (i.e. He is a black hole), it is never coming out again to another teammate! Your science fact for the day – A “black hole” star has gravity so strong that nothing – not even light, let alone a lacrosse ball  – can escape from it. Little wonder then that exasperated colleagues see red!

 

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Mitchell's Fetish Art - Kyle's Night Visitor

Mitchell - Night Visitor in Hood

 Kyle emerged from a weird dream of enveloping darkness to find someone in his bed with him and peeling down his pyjamas. It was almost impossible in the darkness to see the intruder since he was clad in black from head to toe, including a tight-fitting hood which hid nearly all of his face. However,  it was very obvious to Kyle that he was big and he was strong. Kyle was too frightened to do anything as the stranger slid an arm between his legs and lifted his body off the bedsheet, but when he felt warm nuzzling pressure between his thighs, his body did the talking for him. 

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Another of my series featuring the mysterious 'Night Visitor'. 

Is it a burglar who broke into the wrong room and decided to make the best of it;
or has he specifically come for Kyle?

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First Catch Your Rogue - 24

 

Once you've caught him, deter him from leaving

I found that confiscating a guy's shorts is just as effective as using physical restraint.

But getting him out of them wasn't that easy, as you might imagine......

 

 

He was full of swagger at first, acting like he owned the place.

 

I'd surprised him creeping round my house in the middle of the night and he was still thinking he could leave whenever he wanted. That was in spite of the fact that he'd already made a run for it and discovered that the open window he'd come in through so easily was now firmly closed and locked - and that the glass was virtually unbreakable. Unless you had a sledgehammer, which, understandably, he hadn't thought to bring with him. Another panic dash to the door revealed it was locked too, even though I'd just walked in through it. The wonders of electronics eh?

 

I sat him down and we had a long chat. I explained that I'd triggered the expensive security system to seal every entrance and exit. It had also alerted the Police, but things being what they are these days it might be a while before they turned up, so we just had to wait for them. I was in no hurry, though, I thought it was pretty cool having this chunky young man for company - once he'd calmed down that is. 

 

Because of the hot nights we'd been having, he'd come to burgle me wearing shorts. Silky skimpy ones they were too. Nice. I could imagine his butt clenching anxiously in them as he tried to figure out a way to escape before the cops arrived. 

 

 

 

Time went by and he tried various other ways to get out before it dawned on him (slowly) that the only way was to persuade me to unlock the door. I was so taken by his confusion that I'd started taking pictures of him. We had a little scuffle then as he tried to force me to stop, but I'm a big bloke and he wasn't much of a fighter and soon discovered I was no push-over. 

 

So the wait went on and on and he sprawled on the settee cockily, becoming more and more confident that his mask concealed his identity and that the Police were not going to come anyway. 

By now it was beginning to get light.

 

That was when I addressed him using his name. That made him sit up. 

How could I know that?

 

 

It was pure luck that I'd seen him larking around with his mates in the coffee shop round the corner a few days earlier. It's possible they were in the area specifically to case my joint. Loud young men, but nice enough to look at. So I looked at them and I listened and before long I had caught most of the nick names they used with each other. So when I addressed Dino (my reluctant guest) using his, he was understandably shocked. All the more so when I also insinuated that I knew someone in his family. I didn't, but he wasn't to know that. 

 

He looked at me and my incriminating camera very hard indeed now. I had to hand it to him, he didn't just cave in, I could see he was thinking of having another go at me to force his way out. It was time to give him an easier option. Sort of. I suggested I might just let him go, if he lifted his shirt for me.

 

 

 

 

 

'Shirt-lifter' is a loaded term in this neck of the woods. He looked at me again and this time I know he was thinking, "this guy's a pervert!" That was Fair enough, I am. I could have have him in a naked hog-tie by now if I'd wanted, but inducing voluntary submission is more interesting when you've time on your hands. 

 

Anyway Dino thought he'd found a weakness he could exploit, but he couldn't figure out how, except by doing as I had asked. So gingerly he lifted his tee shirt. The wary look in his eyes betrayed an inner anxiety about baring his flesh to me and that gave me a bit of a thrill. I have to say I was very pleasantly surprised by what he revealed too. Better than might have been expected given that silly hat he had on. 

By pure good luck, just that at that moment, a siren could be heard outside, getting closer. His eyes shot to the window and he froze providing me with a nice abs twist and a look of dismay that was priceless. 

He wasn't half so cocky now. 

 

"Don't worry, Dino" I said. "If you've got your shorts down when they knock, I won't let them in".

You should have seen the look he gave me then, he was flummoxed by my brazen offer.

 

"Just show me your ass Dino" I added in the friendliest tone I could manufacture "and I'll tell them you managed to get away from me".

 

His look was pure hatred, but slowly he turned and lowered his shorts.

I have to say than the sight of him dejectedly kneeling to show me his backside was truly a moment to savour and my camera was chattering with excitement too, busily sealing his fate.

 

"Marty would love this" I remarked casually. Marty was one of his mates in the Coffee Shop.

He shot me a look of utter panic, unable to comprehend how I knew about Marty too.

"You wouldn't....!." he gasped

"Just co-operate" I replied, " get your shorts off and I might even give you a tip for your trouble."

The possibility of payment for this humiliation, somehow made it OK in his scheming mind.

He climbed out of his shorts and I took them and tossed them into a distant corner.

This was great, Dino wasn't going anywhere, soon I'd have him eating out of my hand, like a pet.

 

In fact, I even managed to get him to kneel on top of a table like a performing dog.....

 

 

.......and then sprawling on my settee like a baby.

 

All the while keeping up the ludicrous pretence that his cap and mask would preserve his anonymity.

It was fun persuading him to take up provocative positions and seeing how close I could get.

 

~

 

Anyway, eventually the Police did turn up. Oh yes, it hadn't been a bluff at all.

By that time I'd got poor Dino totally naked and he was understandably terrified.

 That was how I got him into my bed. 

He hid there under the sheets while they searched for clues.

I told the cops it was my wife, who was ill.

 

After they'd gone Dino was so relieved he had to relieve himself!

He hadn't got the gumption to resist my camera any more. 

What happened after that?

Well, that is between him and me.

 

~

 

Images of Matthew Attard courtesy of Bentley Race

This story is pure fiction of course and the model is just an actor in it.  

I'm sure he's not a rogue at all, just shy.

 

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The Art of Mylkichoco

Yami(?) by Mylkichoco

An artist in the modern 'painterly' style with shading in angular 'planes', very sophisticated.

This simple bondage image appeals to me immensely, no least for the slightly spiky, mature-looking face and fantasy hair-styling. He's also shown below striking a sexy pose (which might be what got him into this fix!). As with many modern artists, Mylkichoco is strongly influenced by games characters which gives him some latitude when creating images of them

The attribution of Yami to this character may not be correct

Open shirts do it for me (assuming there's something interesting underneath of course) and I love the tears in his shoulder sleeve here as he pulls it off - shades of The Incredible Hulk only this guy's more attractive. The glimpse of underwear and very low-rise pants (including a nicely bulged crotch) makes this picture more deliberately erotic than it seems at first sight.

That tight biceps fit reminds me of one of my first sightings of a Cop when visiting the US, I was amazed that his muscles really were as big as a Tom Cop and his shirt just as tight. How are they allowed to walk round like that?

 

There's just a suggestion of bondage in this image, which is apparently of a captive waiting to find out what's to be done with him. There's not a lot of conviction in the scenario, compared with the concentrated effort that's obviously gone into detailing his face and muscular body. 

This artist often shows neck tattoos which I believe identify the name of the character. There's a variant of this picture called 'One Step Closer' which shows one of the two symbols crossed out as though an identity change has been surgically inflicted on him, you can see a clue to that in the background here, intriguing!

This tentacle image is unusual in that the victim is strikingly handsome in the modern style and has also been allowed retained his trousers, nicely peeled open at the fly with interesting contents lower down. There are nude variants of this image but the pose is rather rigid and doesn't convey any great sense of alarm or pleasure. You get the impression that this is a fan-art exercise with a celebrity head grafted onto a standard fetish experience. Fun for the artist in his imagination but not entirely attention-grabbing for us.

 

By contrast this vanilla image of 'Professor Redfield' (related to Chris?) is much more interesting. The adage that no-one makes passes at men who wear glasses is thoroughly discredited here, but it takes good artistic observation to spot the 'right' glasses to work this magic. The dusting of body hair is delicious (although I confess I find looking at such adornments rather more exciting than chewing on them). You can find a lot of similar 'pin up' images by this artist on the net but this one has more character than most of them. It's a great picture and it makes me long to see more of this man in action of some sort (not necessarily sexual).

This is a different character 'David Grau', the artist's OC (own character, his avatar). I sense a photographic foundation behind this image but the artist's embellishments have made it his own and  it conveys a great sense of sexy playfulness that makes you want to meet him! The empty condom wrapper might mean he's run out or maybe he's already put it on, ready!

In 'Bros' Mylkichoco has got two men embracing and it's no mean feat to pull off the interweaving of limbs and bodies as convincingly as this. The first impression is of buddies playfully wrestling and the lifted tee shirt and glimpse of pubic hair give it an erotic tang. However the serious expression of the carrier (and the rather ill-defined bulge at his crotch) suggests that this might be more intimacy than he actually wants. Alternatively, this is something completely different, the pathos deriving from a rescue situation, where he has the responsibility of getting his injured friend safely home.

 

For an artist greatly influenced by fantasy and gaming it's only appropriate to finish with his depiction of the original superhero and it's one that brings back the youthful 'jock' handsomeness and charm that characterised the original comics and Christopher Reeve's interpretation. I love that cute nose! The artist has coupled that look with the stylish and subtly-toned 'armour' of present day films.
 

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 The only site I can find for this artist is Mylkichoco @Tumbex - which is mostly vanilla with some amusing captioned photos as well. I feel sure he must be producing more adventurous art somewhere, perhaps under a different name, but I haven't succeeded in finding it yet!

You'll find plenty of examples of his work using a search engine

Beautifully Bound - Darren

 I normally advocate simplicity in bondage imagery but the sheer bulk of the bindings here suggests a determination that this captive will not be permitted to escape. The uniformity of the ropes compensates for their tangled complexity.  However it's the subjects raised feet and dipped head that transform what might be a relatively ordinary bondage picture into into something more memorable. They suggest a desperate struggle is fizzling out and the captive's head has sunk onto the carpet signifying his surrender and submission. The worn and frayed ropes show he's not the first. Glorious shoulders.

No model ID but it's by Roped Studs, it could be Darren? Yep Darren

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