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

For other posts at mitchmen with these themes, click on the labels below

Drop-In Clinic

Doctor Fixem had become concerned that the 'Drop-In' Clinic for Men 

was in danger of becoming better known as the 'Finger-in' Clinic.

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Image and captions by Mitchell of mitchmen.

Another result of my explorations at the AI-art site 'Playground'

Experiment with a Swimmer

A visit to the clinic can be a worrying time for butch men!  

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This astonishing image resulted from one of my explorations at the AI-art site 'Playground' where you can generate pictures by inputting a text description. It's a fairly restrictive site in terms of creating sexy imagery (as it's name suggests it might be) so I requested a swimmer to create a bit of interesting, inoffensive nudity (in briefs otherwise it put shorts on them). I may have asked for a muscular one, I can't remember exactly. Then I simply asked it to juxtapose the swimmer with a medic and a table. 

The two figures on the left create an interesting situation full of erotic potential - as I hope my caption brings out. The blue uniform is nicely ambiguous, it he a medic or someone more in authority like a security man or a cop? The relative mis-sizing of these two figures creates a delicious contrast!

However, I was astonished when the medic on the right popped up with no pants on beneath his white coat, without any prompting from me! This AI engine seems to have a near-mitchmen sense of humour!

Image generated by Mitchell of mitchmen

Rugby Trade-In

Can't wait to get back in training again

When John was summoned to the Club Owner's Office he assumed it was about his new contract. Instead he was introduced to a gentleman with a foreign sounding accent, an investor.

It wasn't unusual for well-known players to be asked to be present at business meetings.

Investors were often fans and liked to see their favourites in the flesh.

John disliked this networking stuff but did his best to be pleasant for the sake of the club.

The gentleman talked to him, expressing his admiration for his playing skills

He obviously knew a lot about him including some personal details that surprised him.

It was all very chummy, he even got John a refill of orange squash. 

He woke up on a bed in room with bare walls and minimal furniture. 

He was totally naked apart from a white loincloth wound round his waist.

The door was locked but eventually they came in answer to his pounding.

Two men dressed like medics entered and 'persuaded' him to obey them.

When he was pacified they scrubbed him from head to toe 

His skin was smeared with scented oil so it gleamed like a polished statue.

Then they dressed him up in a totally impractical, cropped rugby top that showed off his abs

and in shorts that were so tight he wouldn't be able run in them without injury.

They just laughed at the idea of him playing rugby again.

Then tied him up with rope so tight under his pecs that it was hard to breathe.

He was seated on a bench, put on display like an art exhibit, 

In readiness for the handover ceremony, they said.

Beyond the doors that faced him, there was chatter and clinking of glasses. 

A drinks reception was taking place there, in his honour supposedly. 

The master's friends were all assembled to view and greet him.

Immobilised and alone he waited to learn his fate.

Imagery by Cybertied

 

Art by Catweazle - 3

Young men seeking to be famous heroes sometimes discover, all too soon, 

that glorious deeds are not to be their lot in life.

Catweazle - Chained Hero In Danger 11

"No! They can't kill me! Not on my first mission!"

That was Jerry's final thought as his quest to rescue his brother from the Orcs

ended ignominiously on the very first day.

Catweazle - Jurassic World 06

"Yeah! Let's be 'aving you!"

These men all set out with the best of intentions, with lovingly cultivated physiques

and bags of enthusiasm, imagining that was all they needed to succeed.

Catweazle - Captured Hero 01

"Got you, my fine beauty!"

Not realising that there would be forest dwellers out there that don't want to fight and kill.

They love to collect fine, human specimens, using guile and magic to snare their game intact.

Catweazle - Roman Warrior v Worm 2-3

"Aaaargh! What a dirty trick! Not fair!"

Lucius set out to slay the creature that was killing his army comrades, wearing nothing but a shiny, steel pouch. He felt sexy and heroic, never imagining that the hunter could be hunted too. Nor that the creature would flout the rules of combat by attacking him from behind. It snatched him up, crushing his ribs in a ferocious grip. As he formulated his escape strategy, he felt it bite deep into his back. 

Catweazle - Cage Wrestling

"It's so tight!"

Even when the cherished dream of valiant, face to face, hand to hand combat can quickly sour.

The iron grip of an Orc is escapable and soon starts to hurt. A lot. And they smell awful too.

Catweazle - Sword and Sorcerer Contest 0608

"I didn't know it had spines"

Wriggling out of entwining tentacles is not so easy 

when they have bony spines that have already dug into your flesh.

Catweazle - Ruined Castle

"Come back and fight, you coward!"

It's humbling and humiliating when a hero's brain tells him to 'cut and run' 

Preserving his precious hide but making a mockery of his muscled image.

Catweazle - Hunk In Danger

"Gulp. How did it do that?"

Bitter still is the pill when escape and cowardly survival seems assured,

only for the opponent to produce the unexpected.

Catweazle - Water Monster Fight

"I'm gonna drown before I even get close!"

Fighting a creature in it's own environment is the epitome of bravery.

But many the hero realises with a sinking feeling that it's also the depths of foolishness.

Catweazle - Fight With The Snakes 2

"I didn't realise they hunt in packs!"

Against a lesser opponent, a careless stumble is all it takes to level the odds.

The creatures of the forest will show no mercy to a fallen beast.

Catweazle - Osher vs Ork (sic)

"Puny human - die!"

Past successes, fighting humans in the Arena breed false confidence.

An Orc champion can despatch a budding hero quickly and suddenly.

Catweazle - Minotaurus Victor

"What fools these humans are!"

So many of these gallant adventurers discovered too late

That a beautiful body and a sexy outfit cut no ice with a beast.

Catweazle - Dariuzs and the Sea Dragon

"If it closes it's mouth I'm done for!"

At least death in combat is better than the ignominy of being carried off helpless.

Destined to be a predator's next meal, consumed at leisure in it's lair.

Catweazle - Dead Hero Cart 01

"Heh, heh, more fertiliser for my crops"

Worst of all, is the fate of becoming just another failed hero, 

one of many who sallied forth and simply disappeared, 

and were soon forgotten by those who waved them off.

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Read this full series from Catweazle Part 1

with links to his gallery

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.