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Matt's New Art

May 24, 2024, 1:14 am
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I featured Matt's ear tweaking and spanking cartoons here in 2021. Like many artists he has begun to experiment with AI recently. Unlike many other artists he has managed to make an astonishing leap in picture quality with it, it's comparable to Franco's amazing  rebirth some years ago.
I've featured some examples below.

Matt - Paddle 002

The second bit of good news is that Matt's victims have grown up into splendid young men,
but still subject to old-style discipline and still clad in the briefest of school-issue grey shorts which are so tight the braces (suspenders) are scarcely needed to keep them up.



The familiar torments wielded by Matt are still in evidence. And if ear-pegging is painful and humiliating for a college-aged youngster, how much more crushing it must be for a man of mature years like this. As if being paraded in skimpy shorts, tight shirt and crazy dickie bow were not embarrassing enough. It even looks as his hands are restrained behind his back here, which Matt is not usually noted for.





Removed from the schooling context, this heroically muscular, adult figure tied up and subjected to bizarre punishment in outlandish clothes by an old man works even better for me. 


But I'll concede that young men do have special charms of their own.
The sense of movement in this picture makes it very effective.

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Basil Clavering of Royale Studio, made his name in the 1950's producing  pictures similar to this with bullying and tight shorts* a speciality, except that he featured military personnel as authority figures. I think he would be amazed, as am I, by these images and green with envy at the freedom we have to view them. Oh that he could return and work this magic on his own marvellous images.
(*from The Cheat)


Thanks to JockSpank for introducing these images,
you can view the full collection there, Part 1, Part 2, Part 3
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Targeted

May 26, 2024, 11:30 pm
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At Last! He's Mine! All Mine!

Another sportsman, a rugby player, being tied up on the field of play (see Supersaver)
He was the only one who turned up for training, defying the miserable weather.
In the dull light he'd not noticed the figure in black approaching until it was too late.

This does not look like a run of the mill, criminal kidnap (if there is such a thing).
The attacker's shiny, black kit looks highly professional (and just a bit kinky)
It's as if the Special Forces have come to take out an important, 'person of interest',
intending to put him under extreme interrogation at a secret, military base.

It's hard to imagine why a  muscular and very handsome Rugby player would be hunted down by the Army like this. (Oh I don't know though).The mud on his kit suggests he didn't surrender easily, but somehow this skilled operator persuaded him to sit calmly on a bench so that his arms could be tightly clamped behind his back with dense, neat roping. 

His mouth is tightly gagged, it's more symbolic than practical, but nevertheless it muffles his protests and makes him feel uncomfortable and restrained. The same applies to the ropes tied around his thighs. They don't seem to have a restraining purpose, they don't prevent the man from using his legs, but they do restrain the muscles, severely restricting his ability to walk and run. This means the kidnapper can walk him to his vehicle rather than carrying him, but hobbling is a simpler way to do this.

The rain buckets down depressingly. The captive gazes upwards as if resigned to his fate - perhaps he's a deserter, a military offender of some sort whose past has finally caught up with him. Or perhaps he's trying to work out, what's going on, why me? You see, something's not quite right here. His attacker has not hidden his face with a balaclava as you would expect to keep his identity secret. The captive can see it's not someone known to him, pursuing a grudge. He looks more mature than would be expected of a professional kidnapper. Obviously, though, he's still good enough to take out a fit, rugby player. But then again the over-elaborate restraint has taken up a lot of time when you'd think he'd be keen to get away with his catch. Obviously he's done his homework and the filthy weather gives some insurance against being seen, but there's no accounting for the obsessive routines of joggers and dog walkers, so why take the risk? 

The alarming explanation that seeps into the Rugby player's mind at this point is that he's enjoying all this, overpowering him, tying him up, gagging him. It's too late now, his attacker moves to lift him off the bench, in what looks like a precursor to hoisting the guy over his shoulder, commando style, and sprinting off into the wood with him .

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I'll give links to this artist in a fuller review scheduled for mid-June

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Mitchell's Cowboy Folio 9

May 30, 2024, 12:22 am
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Mitchell - Cowboy Punished in Chaps with a Whip

 On the back of this drawing I wrote, 'Initiation of a new Cowboy to the Ranch', but in retrospect it seems an austere test indeed for a new employee. The perpetrator seems to have admitted as much by his gagging of the unfortunate who is under his lash. 

The original sketch had a plain background but the description and the 'hands above the head' bondage implied a location with a structure overhead, like a barn. However, while tidying up the drawing for publication, I decided to embellish it with a remote, desert location instead, where the punishment can proceed without risk of interference. The recipient's wrists are tied to a tree branch or a tall cactus like the one in the background. This change creates a scenario akin to the malicious rancher, Grainger, persecuting Clay in the 'Cactus Kid'*. The tenor of this punishment seems more appropriate to that and it has the same imbalance of age, he's even got blond hair!

The reference number of this picture (93) is directly followed in sequence by the Bunkhouse Bondage image with which I started this series and they have similar compositions. The male figures were both inspired by the Colt Studio images of the '80s. The highly-detailed chaps were inspired by (and probably copied from) the Marlborough Man ads. The treatment of the whipper's jeans reflects my enduring debt to Tom of Finland.
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See the full Cowboy Art Folio at the Adonis Male mitchmen club
with these pictures included.

*You can also find The Cactus Kid story there in full or Images only

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James Seely bags John in the shower

June 2, 2024, 1:12 am
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In the previous installment of the James Seely saga, we saw him studiously ignoring John Manning's lustful looks in a dual posing session. This is what happened afterwards, sort of, in the shower. It provides two more examples of Seely's amazingly wide range of facial expressions.

Back in the bad old days, solo shower scenes were a standard part of the physique photo offering. They offered a thrilling glimpse into the private and intimate cleansing rituals of the studio's male pin-ups. Provided they were photographed with discretion, they also allowed publishers to gush about the cleanliness of their models and the healthy nature of sport of body-building which provided muscular models and a sheen of respectability for their subversive skin-pix. 

Sportsmen routinely showered together in real life of course (and sometimes workers did too if they had dirty jobs like miners). Nevertheless, squeezing two naked men into a tiny cubicle intended for one was not regarded as at all normal......


James Seely and John Manning - Sharing

Bob Mizer concocts an excuse for James Seely to get into the shower with John Manning after their exertions in front of the camera, it's in order to help him wash that tiny area between the shoulder blades that most of us cannot reach ourselves (just ask Siegfried!). Just in case you might suspect that there's something else going on here, James' arms (but nothing else) are smothered in nice, clean, soap suds. A teasing, bubbly trickle runs down over Manning's buttock.

John's serious face is probably meant to suggest he's giving directions to his helper, like someone having an itch scratched. But there's an element of distaste his look as though Seely's arrival is unexpected and unwelcome. I suppose this might be a deliberate, mocking attempt by Mizer to cast Manning as a straight man in a sudden onset of homosexual panic (see Holzman 'Merchant Navy').

Seely's cheerful grin looks nervous and mischievous as though he's planning a surprise. Darker sceptics amongst you might wonder (perhaps like John) whether his clenched right hand is actually holding any soap and even if it is, what is he thinking of doing with it next?   


James Seely and John Manning - Careless Hands

Seely's plan (whatever it was) has turned into a disaster it seems. (Apart from my frivolous, sex-obsessed inventions, he may have treated Manning as gay man when he isn't or as being receptive when isn't!). . Manning looks both shocked and very fearful. He melodramatically raises a defensive, clenched fist. His fist is about shock, anger and latent aggression, not fetish sex, sorry!

I'm not sure there's an English  word for Seely's expression here but it's absolutely priceless. It's the combination of realising he's blundered, profound embarrassment at it and rising panic that he doesn't know how to get out of it. It looks as if he's about to close the shower door so that their mutual embarrassment is no longer on public display, but blockading the two of them inside together doesn't seem like a very good solution in the circumstances (particularly if my interpretation is right!). 

In the midst of this furore, both men desperately try to hold their modesty flannels in place*

*The device of models draping a wet flannel over their private parts was intended to make these images decent in the eyes of the authorities. It would be surprising if it worked. because although you can't see any naughty bits (apart from a cunning glimpse of Seely's crotch hair that looks very sexy indeed), the sheer artifice and flimsiness of the arrangement draws attention to the fact that these two men are naked together in this confined space and could drop their guard at any minute and initiate an indecent, homosexual coupling. Indeed they might well have done so and publishing this picture is telling other deviants that they got away with it. Later, Champion Studio, who also used shower scenes, converted the dangling flannel into a posing pouch which was either brilliant satire or a particularly weird example of lateral thinking.

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 This No 34 in 'The Look' series at mitchmen blog,
click on the label at the foot of this post to view the others

or use the mitchmen search function (top right in sidebar)

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The James Seely series:
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Rugby Rogue

June 4, 2024, 6:14 am
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"Come on lad, lets hit the showers".

Another rugby player in trouble
The Match Official is making him to stay behind after the match.

An hour's detention face down in the mud
while receiving personal tuition in the rules of the game
and unspecified punishment for his misbehaviour.

By the time they get to the showers everyone else will have gone
Just the chance to show him another red thingy.

I'll give links to this artist in a fuller review scheduled for mid-June

This is No 26 in the 'First Catch Your Rogue' series
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Mitchell is on holiday

June 6, 2024, 1:55 am
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Beach Boner Art by Kien-Bhu 1

Away from the pressures of daily routines,
the body can rest and the brain roam freely
But it's not advisable to fall asleep in the sun.

Beach Boner Art by Kien-Bhu 2

Beach etiquette (and parenting) are not what they used to be.
But hey! There are worse things in life than mischievous kids.
(But where did they learn about sounding?)

Beach Boner Art by Kien-Bhu 3

This lazy day at the beach is starting to become a fetish experience!
First playful burial turns out to be inescapable restraint 
and now, exotic and painful nip' nips come out of the blue 
(or should I say, the sand?)

Beach Boner Art by Kien-Bhu 4

That little blighter isn't going to let go of his succulent nipple anytime soon
and our hero's struggles have only managed to liberate his nether regions.
producing an embarrassing display of assets 

That red flag is looking more and more like one of those signs
they stick into sandwiches at a buffet, 'come and eat me' they say.
This offering knocks a curled-up ham sandwich into a cocked hat.


Beach Boner Art by Kien-Bhu 5

It isn't long before some men in search of liquid refreshments pass by.
 They gather round to investigate and quickly find this pump is fully primed.
They need no further invitation.
Like I said, beach etiquette is not what it used to be.

Beach Boner Art by Kien-Bhu 6

Surrounded by sun-tanned hunks, it's hard for a man to resist
The red flag says you shouldn't go in but they feel their way, 
and once you're in, you're in.
Watch out for grit lads! 

Beach Boner Art by Kien-Bhu 8

The wave of fun-lovers recedes as quickly as it came in
leaving him drenched with a sudden summer shower of semen.
By the time he gets his breathe back, they've all gone, feeling peckish.
Leaving the beach boy still stuck in the sand, with sand stuck to him.


It might occur to him at this point that the starfish and octopus around him imply that he's within the high tide line and unless he extracts himself from the sand, he may find himself in a dangerous situation which may be exciting but only fetishistic if it's happening to someone else. 

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Kien-Bhu is on Deviant Art (a nice, big gallery, but not explicit)
If you search on his name (plus gay porn or similar) you can also find him on 
Instagram, Fur Affinity - and Patreon of course.

I have to own up to fiddling with this artist's work. No not like that! Well yes, that as well.
In his original, the kids draw cat's whiskers and a penis on the sleeping sun-bathers face, also the men who take advantage of him write 'whore' in the sand. I have edited these out because I don't like degradation of that sort, it's a step too far beyond humiliation. My apologies to the artist for debasing his art, but I hope he appreciates the free plug.

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Waiting Room

June 9, 2024, 1:34 am
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When the letter from the National Labour Programme arrived informing him of his call-up, Paul knew better than to defy it. His wealthy father pulled all the strings he could but no one could avoid their time in The Slave Gang, as it was commonly known. The letter was brief and direct, he was to put his affairs in order and present himself totally naked to the draft officials when they came to collect him. It specified the exact time they would come.

That morning he'd put in a sweaty final workout in the gym, hoping the strength he'd built up over the years would serve him well if he was destined to be used for physical work. His father said sourly that that was probably how their scout had spotted him in the first place, everyone knew they cased the gyms looking for prime beef.  Rather than batching him up with dozens of ordinary men to be sold by the kilo, they'd probably put him in a specialist sale for private buyers so he'd fetch more money. At that level there was a risk of being sold for export and then he might end up in a jurisdiction with no legal safeguards for private slaves. They might never see him again.

His mother had cried as he started to get ready and he had to send her away. He undressed and dropped his clothes, one by one into the laundry basket. His mother would wash them ready for his return, but like many young men, he didn't have the qualifications to have a time limit placed on his period of service. It was 'unspecified duration' and no-one knew what that meant in practice. There were a lot of empty rooms in the country still waiting for a son to return after many years absence.

Paul thought he'd be OK provided he got an owner who treated his men kindly. He knew he'd have to perform tasks he might not like or be suited to, he'd heard all the chatter about what happened to some 'desirable' men, but he'd survive, somehow. He went to the window and looked out. He would be collected by them in the notorious, unmarked, white van. They reputedly always arrived on the dot, but it was already two minutes past his pick-up time and there was no sign of them in the street outside. 'Maybe they don't want me after all' he thought, maybe his father's efforts to save him had worked. But it was chilly in the room and he shivered.

The door opened behind him and his father came in. "They're here" he said, "They came the back way". He stood aside to let two men in plain suits into the room. Speaking only to confirm his identity they handcuffed his wrists behind his back and buckled a collar round his neck. Then they led him from the room, handing his father the official receipt. "Chin up, son" his father counselled him. 

His parents followed and watched as they loaded him into the waiting van. They shackled him to the wall alongside a hairy, 40 year old who he knew from the gym. They exchanged rueful smiles. Opposite them a younger man sat, sobbing. His face was tear streaked and his nose had been bleeding. "He panicked and resisted", his neighbour said. Paul nodded, that was probably why they had turned up late for him. His parents last goodbyes were suddenly cut off as the doors of the van slammed shut leaving the prisoners sitting in darkness. Then the vehicle rapidly bore them away. The collectors intended to make up for lost time.

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The Great Rugby Take Down

June 12, 2024, 2:09 am
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For a couple of weeks I've been trailing images of Rugby Players in bondage.
Now comes the deluge!

"Those bastards!"

A burly rugby player has been tied up and left out in pouring rain on a muddy pitch.
Broad chest, chunky thighs, this image knocked my socks off when I saw it. 
He's a handsome man, but the image also somehow captures something of a beast in him.
Now he is tethered, totally helpless, exposed to the elements in a public place. 
Frustration. Discomfort. Humiliation.
Is this a prank played on him by other members of the team? 



Another mighty beast left face down in the mud, even more humiliated.
It looks like there was quite a struggle before this one could be subdued.
Defeated, he lies with his tight-fitting kit clinging sexily to his contours in the rain.
His colours have a Scottish flavour, an interesting sight for English eyes.


"You've had enough warnings!"

This time we can see who is tying up the captive up, he looks like one of the training staff.
The hogtie has been made a shade nastier with a loop around the player's neck,
That should keep him stranded in his own private puddle of muddy water.

A team mate seems to be approaching in the distance, 
Is he going to intervene? Rescue? Or just gloat?


"Go on then! Do your worst!"

This is one way of settling a long running dispute between two bulls.
Forcing them to confront each other with muscles and emotions securely under wraps.
Instead of fighting to decide who's No 1, they can have a tug of war across the halfway line.
The short rope is a deliberate choice, it matches their short fuses.

Now they find themselves physically close in a shared predicament.
Who knows what chemistry is about to be evolve between them?
A stadium full of spectators looks on expectantly.


I want to have a word with you, Fergus, about your on-field behaviour

It's not all bad news, the Sin Bin has acquired comfortable bench seats (in case there's a crowd) and quilted walls which help ensure that what happens in there does not each the ears of the media. There's now a fourth Match Official tasked with the dual roles of (a) Calming the anger and over-excitement of miscreants and (b) Putting the fear of God in them so they don't reoffend (for a while). 

A middle ranking military background is considered ideal for this position and unfortunately for Fergus this one specialised in covert abductions and is of the opinion that the only good villain is a tied-up one. He has just demonstrated to Fergus the ease with which he can do it to him. Naturally Fergus mouths off, but the only response is a puff of cigar smoke which envelops his face. 

"Now then my lad, let's get down to brass tacks" the official says, eyeing Fergie's crotch.


"I'm waiting, Doyle" 

Ten minutes in the Sin Bin can seem an awful long time when you're not sure what's going to happen to you and it's not helped by the lurid stories put about by certain players who like to glorify their own visits and make others tremble about the possibilities they might face. 

The privacy afforded by the padded rooms fuels such anxieties and a creative Match Official can take advantage of that by using imaginative restraint and dropping calculated hints about what he is inclined to do to the immobilised player. In the reverse wall-spread position the player imagines that the only thing standing between him and utter humiliation is his shorts which seem very vulnerable to a malicious pull down. Especially after the Official spotted that he's wearing a traditional jockstrap underneath. It's enough to take his mind right off the game, which is continuing outside without him.


"Brace yourselves, lads. The entire team is coming out to spank you.
Thank your lucky stars it's not in front our home crowd"

When the team's star players repeatedly miss easy scoring opportunities and the entire team knows they were up all night carousing it causes friction. Away matches in interesting new places are always an tempting opportunity for players to go out on the town. Management teams these days run a tight ship but players off the leash can still get carried away and forget their responsibilities to the team.  When it happens time and time again, the Training Staff have to step in and remind them about the rules. 
If they want special treatment, they are liable to get it.

These singlets and dinky shorts might be seen on a rugby training ground, but are really more suggestive of the Gaelic Football code and that played by our Aussie friends down under. 
No matter, a hunk is a hunk however you dress him up and make him sweat.


"Wait! Wait! You can't just take these men away and sell them!
We've no chance of winning the League without them!".

But if the coach is unhappy think, how his two players must feel,
suddenly discovering they have been sold off by the cash-strapped club.
Their errant behaviour hasn't helped their cause.

Securely bound for despatch to an unknown buyer for unspecified use.
They've had no time to arrange their affairs - or even to tell their loved ones.
Even the ref looks distraught about the situation.



"Look at it this way, lads........."

This Coach is more sanguine and professional at the prospect of losing two key players,
He soothes the fears of the frightened men as they wait to be collected and taken away.
"You'll be well looked after, fed, dressed and kept in good shape" he assures them. 
"The job will involve public performance and pain at times, but you're used to that".
"Best of all, I told him you guys like each other, so he's promised to keep you together".  

If fact the buyer has paid a hefty premium to acquire this matching pair, graded Class 1.
He's going to use them for breeding purposes, such genes shouldn't be wasted!
According to rumour his extraction processes are most imaginative.


"What am I bid for these two exquisite specimens?"

Being sold behind your back is terrible, but the indignity of a public, internet auction is worse.
They were forced to pump up their muscles before the sale and dressed to attract maximum interest.
Then made to kneel submissively on the pitch in front of the cameras.

In the past, these men have modestly enjoyed the admiration their weight training has earned them.
Now are awestruck at the prices others are prepared to pay to get their hands on them.
They can't see the bidders, just the auctioneer and the steadily mounting offers on a TV screen.

The cold, teeming rain is unpleasant and depressingly apt, 
yet it seems to have heightened the buyer's interest in them.
And they haven't even had their shorts taken off - not yet.



In Transit

Sold and paid for, this player has been scrubbed and dressed in his Sunday best kit for despatch.
He's been moderately sedated and packaged securely for the long journey, so he'll be no trouble.
He's not travelling alone, an escort will attend to his needs and deal with the paperwork.

His buyer is rich enough and distant enough to have hired a private jet to bring him home.
It's an ironic epilogue to his high flying life as a successful, professional sportsman.
That's over now, but he's shed his tears, calmed his fears and now sleeps the flight away.

Perhaps he's dreaming of a pampered new life, as the pet of an admiring owner.
An attractive female, easily won over by his male charm and sexual prowess.
Well, anything is possible, but I wouldn't count on any of that, chum.


Alone in a Crowd

Back in the UK, another burly Rugby player has been brought to his knees in the mud.
He bows his head in despair, a picture of submissiveness and incomprehension.
Which of these fates await for him?

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I discovered these images recently on tumblr. The site consists almost entirely of bondage images by a single artist, who calls himself Cybertied. They show men tied up with rope (classic stuff!) in a wide range of settings and scenarios but with a particular focus on sportsmen and, much to my delight, including a large number of from the world of rugby and other football games. 

Visit Cybertied (on tumblr, his main site) 
also on Twitter/'X' and DeviantArt

Obviously these images have been created with AI and there are some classic anatomy flaws if you look closely. However, what is truly remarkable about these images is that they have been created using a freely available, AI art creator which has been designed to block any elements deemed to be 'unsafe'. That's vague-ist New-Speak for what used to be labelled as dirty, deviant and abnormal, in fact almost everything worth looking at mitchmen blog! 

The list of forbidden subjects includes nudity, underwear and bondage. The creation process is driven by text input and the artist explains in 3 posts how he managed to word his way round the blocks. It's a fascinating insight into how these AI engines work and a guide that anyone can use themselves to experiment with. I will share some of my efforts in a future post.

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The Squashing - Channing Travolta 4

June 15, 2024, 2:18 am
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Channing bravely comes back from his crushing defeat by Max Quivers 
Undaunted, he's reverted to his favourite, showy, virgin white trunks. 
The red ones certainly didn't bring him much luck against his last opponent. 

He is matched this time against another odd-ball character, Big Masked Heel 
Channing realises he has to keep his distance and use his speed to outwit this opponent.
He's prepared himself for the fake handshake feint used by Quivers to wind him.
But Heel surprises him by going straight in for a tight embrace instead.



Channing is used to being adored and usually he likes it, 
But this admirer's hug is enveloping him with his fleshiness
Worse, his iron grip crushes Channing, pressuring his back.



Heel has his own plan to slow Channing down,
He whirls the new boy round and rams him into the corner
Following up with a lunge, shoulder first, into his stomach
Crushing him against the post with his huge body weight.



As the crumpled Channing sinks down against the ropes,
The Heel turns and leans his full body weight on him,
Pinning him and giving him a suffocating faceful of Heel-flesh.



By the time The Heel gets off him, Travolta is squashed, winded and dazed.
The Heel is able to pluck him off the ropes and whirl him round,
Trapping him in a full Nelson and levering his shoulders back.
Channing's face is a study in desperation but he cannot escape, 
but only lock his fingers, trying to resist the Heel's strength.



But intent on saving his shoulders, Channing is caught out again
as the Heel suddenly switches to his waist, lifts him in the air
 and then brings his ass crashing down onto the canvas.

The fight has hardly started and already, Channing is howling.
His special trunks seem to rebell too, adding a wedgie to his misery! 




While Channing is complaining, Heel switches to leg scissors
While simultaneously levering his arm backwards
which really puts the pressure on Channing's torso
And it shows in his anguished expression.



Channing's squeals are cut short by Heel's legs clamping round his neck.
And a head scissor from the Heel is a truly suffocating hold.
With one arm still trapped as well, Channing is struggling to respond.
He lies back, pretty much helpless, with his legs wide open.



Heel rolls Channing into an arm and neck compression squeeze 
that twists his crotch up, wide open again, in the air.
His fans at the right ringside pant with pleasure at the sight
of Channing's trunks seemingly bulging with excitement
despite all the pain and embarrassing position he's in.
(or perhaps it's because of it?) 



The sight disappears when The Heel swaps legs, upping the ante.
The hold is now cross body, twisting Channing's torso.
His left leg, is anchored between The Heel's giant thighs. 
So, his leverage on the 'crotch rip' is much increased.
The Heel wants to wring a submission out of Channing.
Channing face suggests he's struggling now.



However, Channing's a gutsy man and not ready to submit just yet,
so Heel goes angrily for the jugular - literally - with a one-handed choke hold.
It's capitalising on Quivers' repeated neck weakeners in Channing's last match.
Before long, Channing's resistance is ebbing away into sleep.



But Heel doesn't want a sleeper knockout, he wants Channing to beg 
He crooks his arm round Channing's neck pulling it upwards
The reverse choke hold puts further stress on his spine.
It gives him an intimate taste of Heel's sweaty armpit
as his neck is squashed between mounded fleshiness.



When Heel releases him, Channing is spark out.
It looks like it's all over.



Heel celebrates, and in a final squashing gesture 
he pins Channing down with a knee on his stomach.

Channing probably doesn't realise how great he looks at this point.


Heel backs off, giving the lifeless Channing a consoling tap.



But, amazingly, as Heel struts the ring, Channing comes after him again!
A desperate last throw of the dice by the gutsy novice.



His reward is another excruciating bear hug
This time he really does submit.

It's terrible to see a big man in pain.
But there's more suffering ahead for him in Part 5

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at Wrestler 4 Hire

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Art by Catweazle

June 18, 2024, 12:00 am
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Catweazle01 - Defeated Hero

A muscular man is dragged unconscious through a deserted, institutional building by two nightmarish creatures. It's the classic hero in trouble scenario that has parallels with another favourite of mine: A Hero Dragged to his Fate by Ehrlik. This one too faces an uncertain fate and despite his youth, delectable appearance and scanty clothing, the nature of his captors seems to rule out any sexual threat (although the strategic positioning of his forearms might arouse suspicion in an all-human context). 

Rather, it's danger and death that fuels this artist's images. 

*These days we appreciate that it's wrong to assume that creatures that are different to us are necessarily evil, these might easily be post-apocalyptic, ambulance drivers bringing the victim of a traffic accident to A&E. Catweazle01 relieves us of that dilemma by consistently describing them as horrific monsters.


Catweazle01 - Dangerous Fog

This atmospheric image also expresses that sense of a dangerous world with a bearded hero on the steps of a shrine of some sort watching a strange creature emerging from the depths of the swamp. The fact that the steps descend directly into the swamp may imply that it has been constructed by the inhabitants of that hidden world but in any case we can safely assume that intruders into this mystical space are not welcome. 

You need a big screen magnification to fully enjoy the male characterisations in some of these epic-style images, but this artist often exploits the ability in 3D-rendering to present different viewpoints and close-ups of the scene in other images (See gallery link below). The scaling here puts the heroes apparent strength into a rather different perspective.


Catweazle01 - Pest Control

The artist's title is dismissive of the dangers posed by the creatures in this world but this does not look like a trivial crisis. The heroes nakedness makes him look very vulnerable and his deliciously hairy body makes him more like an ordinary guy who lifts weights rather than the stereotypical, smoothly- muscled he-man of fantasy fiction. In fact his haircut and neatly-styled, black, loin cloth both look quite modern and modern man is not exactly well-equipped to be cast into a primeval world. Nevertheless, he's bravely stepping up to defend his mate armed only with a big sword and a small shield. 

There doesn't seem to be any gay sub-text in Catweasel's work but the men usually go adventuring alone. Women pop up occasionally in a variety of roles, both dominant and submissive, but the focus of attention usually seems to be the man.


Catweazle01 -  Fight the Dinokonda

There's a similar situation in this image with another, very sexy man facing a formidable opponent in an even skimpier loincloth. Despite his muscles and confident fighting stance there's an alluring sense of vulnerability surrounding him. Too good to eat in our eyes but the creature must imagine it's another easy dinner, ready to go.


Catweazle01 -  Jurassic Fight 02

The closer the men get to their giant adversaries and the more naked they are, the sexier they seem. The hairiness of this hunk just seems to underline how exposed he is and it's very attractive. With Vallejo's heroes, smooth and slightly plastic bodied, you hardly notice after a while that are unclothed at all. He usually chooses to portray them as dominant victors and dominant males (and they usually have long hair, ugh!). Catweasle's men also have amazing physiques and strong personalities but their essence seems more normal, more modern. 

See more Catweazle01 at Deviant Art


Catweazle01 -  Horror From The Deep

Of course, it can't be taken for granted that handsome muscles will prevail and the human is at a distinct disadvantage in the sea. Octopus pictures show tentacles with a tangible source which is refreshing, but unlike most tentacle-alia we naturally assume they see humans as food rather than sexual partners. Not so much dishy as dish of the day. 

It's also easier to visualise their arms as having incredible  crushing power rather than being playful, teasing restraints. So, the outlook for this man, who is perhaps an innocent diving fisherman or maybe a hero-adventurer helping to rid the locals of a nuisance to their boats, doesn't look too promising unless he knows of a vulnerability which his rather small knife can exploit.


Catweazle01 -  Primeval and Futuristic Archer

Another great looking man on the hunt makes a very pretty image.
 Is this more pest control or is he food gathering? This is a post apocalyptic world and the artefacts of a past era loom in the murky background. However, it's environmentally safe presumably, so men are free to roam nearly naked, seeking out their mutant prey.


Catweazle01 -  Young SF Buccaneer Fighting on a Spaceship

The artist delves into steam-punk fantasy in this image, rolling back technology into history and man with it, reverting to the dress of a bygone age. Bare-chested pirates were one of my earliest erotic-danger fantasies but I never imagined them as yummy as this man, let alone having to face the undead. Perhaps Wagner had something like this in mind when he wrote The Flying Dutchman! I'd certainly buy tickets for a production styled like this.


Catweazle01 -  Bodybuilder In Prison

I find the underlying concept of this image very appealing, the muscular body-builder cast into a prison, clad only in his skimpy, posing g-string and reduced to star-gazing for his entertainment. Longing for his freedom no doubt. The panoramic window his cell is equipped with seems a very sophisticated design feature suggesting something equivalent to the bird kept in a gilded cage, not as a punishment, but for the entertainment and gratification of his captor.  To that end, this prisoner will probably be 'encouraged' to keep up with his weight-training to maintain his attractive figure. He might even be granted a mate to share his misery with.


Catweazle01 -  Shackled

This might be just the mate for the captive bird. It would be a preferable fate to being helplessly shackled in a dismal dungeon,  kneeling on the cold stone floor. There are no views from his window to moon about but plenty of time to reflect on how he came to this predicament. 

He has the look of a traditional hero - mighty muscles, skimpy briefs and a belt buckle a cowboy would die for. The artist has also produced variants of the picture showing threats like a giant spider lurking in the shadows, but presumably it was a human with fingers who overpowered our man and shackled him here to meet his doom in lonely isolation. 

The physique is a little over-cooked but a great dramatic setting 

Catweazle01 -  Victim of the Harpy

The artist uses the same helpless hero device here and it looks like the same muscle-bound hero as well, who is starting to look a bit too careless or a bit too daring for his own good. The artist has cleverly invoked a ruined building to demonstrate that the secluded gloom of a dungeon is not without it's good points in a world filled with malevolent creatures. 

The subtle change in his restraint - leaning back with arms spread wide introduces a sexual vulnerability to the drama which the Harpy is jumping down to take advantage of. Disturbingly erotic and a fate worse than death for many of my readers, I suspect. We can't see how the hero himself is taking it (if taking is the right word!) but we can imagine. At least the possibility exists for a jolly woodman to intervene and scare the creature away, but whether he would be strong enough to resist the same temptation we can only guess.


Catweazle01 -  Punishment

This image poses more searching questions about the new world order Catweazle has invented with humanoid mutants intelligent enough (and muscular enough) to make  humans their captives and turn their own methods of punishment against them. 
It's a striking inversion of the established pecking order and the gung ho superiority implicit in many of the images above. Suddenly man is cast as a vulnerable species at the mercy of beings who are perfectly prepared to inflict suffering on him. 

The man's loincloth and 'badge' suggest he is of the same tribe as the previous captive. Muscles seem to grow on trees here but not the more common sense defences, like caution, it seems. At least they are not going to eat him, unless this is some cruel tenderising technique.


Catweazle01 -  Execution

Catweazle takes the inversion even further with this image, unambiguously and chillingly titled to make clear that this is no near-scrape or crazy jape. The execution set-up is crude, but fully thought out. The captive seems to have a youthfulness that belies his musculature and this adds poignancy to his predicament. Unfortunately his expression does not suggest that he has a viable Plan 'B'.  Nor is he alone in this extremity, a fellow human watches helplessly from the cells at the rear, perhaps expecting  to share the same fate.

We do not know if the mutants are imposing their justice on these two men, exercising 'Pest Control' or disposing of rebels. In traditional hero scenarios this would be a way of tormenting a loathed opponent by callously punishing his right hand man or boy wonder in front of him, but the artist does not even hint at such subtlety. The executioner rants at him and the guards look as if they'd do the job themselves given half a chance.

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Crazy Cop Caps 13

June 21, 2024, 12:00 am
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                                                   Methinks someone protested too much!



The cartooner gave the cop a better face


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Roman Prisoners of War

June 23, 2024, 5:35 am
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A fine body of men with all the hallmarks of AI perfect beauty.
A great picture by 'Gay-Roman-Fantasy'.

However, without the benefit of the title you'd struggle to make out the meaning of this picture. It looks like men filing through a welcoming committee. The artist has managed to generate an interaction between two of the characters, which isn't easy with present AI tools  - it seems to be a consoling, 'well done' or 'be strong' handshake/fist bump as the defeated captives gather. But if these are POW's, there don't seem to be any guards or escorts, just a couple of spectators on the left, maybe one half hidden on the right. There's quite a commotion going on behind them but it doesn't seem to be directly linked to them. This is not the artist's fault, necessarily, AI tools grant limited control to them and do whatever they want to do most of the time. Which I suppose is the most chilling sign of intelligence imaginable.

I just want to ask where the auction is and what time it starts!

See also Defeated Romans Enslaved 
or search the mitchmen blog on 'Roman'


At The Market

This is a nice, sexy image, but again it isn't obvious that this is a market. I love the loincloths but how come everyone is nearly naked and dressed the same? Where are the guards? The market traders?

It's reminiscent of those Hollywood movies where the top gangster, arrogantly strolling through his domain is disrupted by a young upstart who gets in his way. As his minions look on, reflecting his menace, the gangster looks the newcomer up and down, perhaps bandies words with him, then moves on. The absence of contact between the figures makes for a rather loose composition, but it helps create a sense of hovering menace in my imaginary scenario.

This doesn't look like Ancient Rome Toto! No Togas and dubious architecture.
To be fair though, it does say Roman 'Fantasy'.


Cruising

Another great image with another hunk arrogantly strutting his stuff. I suppose his up-market loin cloth and belt are symbolic of wealth and status compared with the wretches around him. We probably all know a street or two like this, though rarely with crowds of men quite as wonderfully undressed as this - or standing without drinks.  The scene does appear to be a market, fruit on the left, bananas on the right but there isn't much trade going on and why is everyone walking in the same direction?


Mercy or Not?

This is closer to what you would expect in a Roman fantasy. An attacker has been disarmed and blood has been shed. He kneels defenceless but uncowed. There's a significant disparity of dress between the two protagonists, perhaps the loser has just been forced to take off his armour by the victor. 

However, why they were fighting in the first place is a mystery. This isn't an Arena. There is a watching crowd but they are dressed like an ill-disciplined army, who have just arrived after a long march. Perhaps this man was the only citizen prepared to make a stand against them, but on the other hand perhaps he was just a (not very good) sneak thief. The juxtaposition of knife point and nose looks very odd, a good example of AI's inability to replicate human judgement which would adjust this detail.

An amazing image nevertheless


Young Soldier at Sunrise (41)

AI is very good at creating portraits of hunks who are the height of perfection and although this man would be near the top of most lust-lists there is something about him that is different, he has character. He's not looking directly at us or courting our admiration. Instead his expression suggests he thinking about something important. Something he must do on this new day, brought closer by the rising sun.
(His armoured 'pouch' with subtle contours glimpsed underneath is very sexy).

I like this picture.

If you follow the link to Gay-Roman-Fantasy at Deviant Art you'll find lots of images like this on Roman themes - battles, gladiators, bath houses etc. And I mean lots, you may end up with indigestion.

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Bareass Blogs No 79 - Butch, Beast or Bitch?

June 25, 2024, 11:30 pm
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Bareass Beef

But is he genuinely Butch?
or?


A bit of a Beast underneath?
or?


A bit of a Bitch on the side?
(and face down)



Or maybe something in-between, 
something more Beguiling?

(original image below)

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Bareass Blogs No 80

June 27, 2024, 12:38 am
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 Bareass Breakfast Treat
sausage sandwich

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Bareass Blogs No 81

June 28, 2024, 12:46 am
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Bareass Betting Man

When you're down on your luck in the Casino, 
getting drink at the bar requires imaginative improvisation.
Putting briefs down instead of chips might be a worthwhile gamble.
Watch out for the croupier's stick though!

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drtkk colourised by mitchmen blog

June 29, 2024, 11:43 pm
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drtkk - Nice Meats 1 (colour by mitchmen blog)

 There's something very visceral about drtkk's highly stylised cartoons of men in captivity,
however, his solid line, blocky style makes for a busy, visual effect in black and white,
so I wondered how colouring one would look.
(In fact it's a style that seems to cry out for colouring). 

See original of Nice Meats 1

It gains depth from the colours and hidden details become more apparent 
e.g. there are no less than 28 cables attached to the bodies of the two men!
Also the captives are revealed to have thighs like tree trunks.
The streaks on the wall suggest the walls are running with the sweat of the men.

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Targetted

July 2, 2024, 12:30 am
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The Party's Over

In another place a long way away, Gavin has discovered the truth.
The visitors just keep coming, admiring him and feeling his mound.
It has been mounded up (much to his embarrassment) with a tight cock-strap.
They all tell him what they want to do with him, when he's fully available.

The Rugby Club owner told him he was a prima donna with a reputation as a trouble maker.
He was a liability to the team and no-one wanted to play with him.
But the only way to get back what they'd paid for him was to sell him outside the transfer system.
In fact they had already sold him, he said. On the dark web, cutting out his agent. 

It was hard to take in. His playing days were over.
He protested, of course, it wasn't right, they couldn't do it, not to him.
Then two thugs entered the owner's office, overpowered him and tied him up.
They bundled his trussed-up, wriggling body into a van and took him away.

He'd never seen his new owner, just the minions who prepared him for public viewing.
He still had plenty of fans and many had already come, wanting to see him in the flesh.
They'd already worn out several sets of his special kit with their rubbing and mouthing.
Those with more money had pre-booked for a longer slot, a private session with him later.

Apparently his schedule was already booked up months and months ahead.
The true test of his popularity would be how long that state of affairs lasted.
When the fans forgot him and stopped coming he'd lose his star status.
Then he'd be farmed out for casual body rent - as long as his charms lasted.

After that a life of hard, manual labour was all he could look forward to.

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Art by Catweazle 2

July 4, 2024, 11:34 pm
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Catweazle - Cables

 Whilst Catweazle's forte is for muscular heroes fighting scary, mutant creatures in fantastic worlds, he does venture into other areas and this is a fairly logical extension with humanoid aliens tormenting a muscle man in their laboratory. The scantily clad, hairy captive is hooked up with cables which are monitoring - or possibly 'stimulating' him. There's also a selection of other, highly original devices encircling him whose purpose is not clear. The skirt-like device around his lower leg is particularly intriguing. He looks resigned to his fate, but not particularly comfortable with it.  

The aliens meanwhile look excited by him and seem to be dying to get their hands on him, 
although they seem to lack sexual organs as we know them (Jim). 


Catweazle - Shark Attack

The artist uses the same pose to startlingly different effect here, with the captive facing a more obvious menace lurking in the water around his lower body and completely unable to defend himself. The title implies that the lurking is about to become something much worse. The captive looks suitably terrified.  By some accident of fate, the floodwaters are discreetly covering up his fishing tackle, but in the sexiest way possible, leaving just enough pubic hair showing to stir the imagination of on-lookers.

Quite how he came to be chained up naked in this flooded, ancient cellar is unknown, likewise how the cellar came to be flooded, let alone how the floodwater came to be shark infested. It's as if some catastrophic, geophysical event occurred after the captive was parked here. 
Now it seems he's about to become beyond rescuing. 

This simple image knocks those AI one-handers, oozing with shiny hunkiness, into a cocked hat, 
although on reflection 'one-hander' is perhaps not the best term to use in this context.


Catweazle - Streetfighters in the Rain

This image is standard rendering fare but the star fighter looks pretty cute and is sexily attired. The addition of rain adds a more unusual ingredient although, sadly, the artist passes up a golden opportunity to show us more of what's hidden in those wet pants, just a hint of a bump is all we get. The bent back, falling pose is sexy in it's own right, however and it fits into the arch of the kicker's open legs in a way that is interesting, not just in artistic terms but it's also erotically suggestive. 
The crazily angled wall accentuates the drama.  


Catweazle - Fistfighter iv

This is also a fairly commonplace fight image, but combination of muscles, military garb and cute characterisations is appealing. Catweazle has angled the viewpoint nicely to suggest a close quarters struggle and convincing impact. The swampy background (promising more wetness) gives the feel of a jungle with all it's mysterious dangers, but it's not completely successful. It feels like they ought to be splashing around a bit.


Catweazle - Man Beats Monster

This image is so wacky that it deserves more than to be treated as just another 'man and monster' image. The technique is different too, that's a real photograph (of the man, not the monster) and the blending of the two styles is excellent. Nice, low-slung jeans too. Maybe that's what distracted the monster, leaving him open to the sucker punch. (Would be sucker?)

Catweazle - Geiger 5

This is a great image, a beguiling marriage of muscle, allure and sensitivity, of crude strength and artistic delicacy. The Chippendale-esque garb is cleverly toned down, no sparkle, just pure black and white. That gives the man an air of distinction whilst showcasing his essential masculinity. His tousled hair adds a touch of artistic wildness. The violin keeps his hands fully occupied, well away from his discreet, black briefs which tantalise us with their lack of detail but do highlight his bulging thighs. 
This is pure render but the muscles have a nice naturalism.


Catweazle - Pergola Musician 2

   Here the violinist is juxtaposed against two women, entertaining them and teasing them with his physique.  I mentioned in Part 1 of this article how Catweazle uses women in his pictures without letting them take over. The narrative seems to suggest that the musician is at their disposal, providing a service, but there is no sense that they are in control.  Instead they seem mesmerised by him. He is the centre of interest, relegating them to the role of desperate housewives.


Catweazle - Like Gaultier.

Here he's transformed the woman into a predator, inverting the traditional roles and fulfilling the fantasy of many who  have seen Gaultier's, homoerotic TV ads. She is overwhelming the bare top sailor with her lust and in this close proximity she can hardly fail to notice his sexual response, whatever it is. 

It's sexy for us, but it's far from clear that he likes being bent back over a top rail that looks like a cheese cutter. He doesn't seem to be reciprocating with his hands either. It's as if reality has suddenly intruded into the fantasy. Like the violinist, he has a job to do, and a position to protect on the ship. There's an appealing kindness of spirit in what seems like patient tolerance. Would it seem the same if the woman was replaced by another man? Perhaps not.

If this was produced by an overtly gay artist I'd say the post immediately beneath the sailor's backside is an deliberate indication of what he'd really like to have at this moment, but I sense that Catweazle doesn't think like that!



Catweazle - The New Slave

In this picture the male is reduced further to being the helpless captive of a seemingly powerful woman. However, she seems to be in awe of her new acquisition, adopting an alluring 'come and get me' stance. Rather than dominating him, she's dressed to kill as if she is the one in need of him. Even the dragons seem to defer to the man, even though he's naked and kneeling submissively before them in his fetters. One of them even dips his head to lick his body, like a pet dog making friends.

Catweazle seems to be illustrating the very traditional idea that a woman's power emanates from her sexual allure and like The Harpie in Part 1 of this series, having power over a man is motivated by lust for his cock. Even in captivity, this man wields the power and it produces an image that is unexpectedly homoerotic. Compare this image with with 'After Work'


Catweazle - Through The Swamp

To be fair to Catweazle, he does also portray men as the hapless helpmates of strong women. The man might even be her slave here, judging by the disparity of dress between them. If so, she must have very strong control over him to be able to trust him with a sword. 

In this nice atmospheric picture, he looks very sexy in his loincloth. This swamp creature has good taste. Could he turn out to be a stud under a spell who only needs a special touch from a hunky man to regain his human form and beauty?



Catweazle - Planet of the Apes 2f

There's a much more powerful sense here of the man being subservient to his captor ,who looms above him, militarily impassive and threatening. The iron collar and manacles he is wearing are more than mere restraints, they acknowledge the strength of his bulging muscles, containing them and controlling him. It's as if that is where his value to his new master lies. 

His shaggy hair suggests he's a bit of a beast, but his sexuality is clearly of no interest to his non-human captor and so that too seems to have been subjugated. His body is shaved, completely hairless and his reproductive organs are tucked away in a tiny, lovingly-detailed, leather pouch that, for me is very sexy.

This man is not in control, he's going to meet an unknown fate
 The birds circle overhead like an augury of doom.


Catweazle - Roman Slave 10

Here, Catweazle gives male slavery a historical treatment. I'd love to know where these soldiers found this muscle-hunk with his capacious loincloth and showy, ethnic hair-do. Unfortunately he seems to have been found wanting by the judge standing behind him. It must have been quite a shock to find death in charge of all these Roman Soldiers (another wtf? moment from this artist). There was never much doubt about the verdict he was going to deliver, but it seems the dirty work has been delegated to someone else. The shocked and confused captive is led away at the end of a very log rope to meet his grisly fate, urged on by angry guards.


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James Seely Naked

July 7, 2024, 11:21 pm
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In this series of articles featuring James Seely (see foot of post), I've posted numerous images of him in which (despite the restrictions of the 1960's) he is genuinely naked, but none of them are frontal nudes, which were considered to be indecent. The 'shower post' illustrated how clumsy and contrived some of the cover-ups were to comply with this ban. 



This picture of James Seely is attributed to Denny Denfield by Tim in Vermont. Apparently he photographed models as a hobby but did not sell the pictures. He lived in San Francisco and knew Bob Mizer which is perhaps how he came into contact with James. However, I confess I know very little else about him or any other images of James taken by him.


1

Looking at this image of James today it's hard to comprehend what all the fuss was about. It shows a beautiful physique and although he looks very attractive 'out of pouch' it barely qualifies as erotic. I suppose the oily sheen on his physique might be thought dubious, but it was then, and still is, a standard device used by body builders to highlight their muscle development to contest judges. 

Later on, in the 70's, Mike Arlen would anoint his model's cocks with oil
 to produce spectacularly sexy results.


2

This photographer has taken pains to ensure that Seely does not look aroused, which would have made the picture not just indecent, but pornographic. Similarly James' facial expression, which is often entertainingly animated in other images, is sober and serious here allowing a claim to be made that the image is purely artistic (which is what the column is there for of course).

It's not surprising to discover that, faced with a naked model, photographers took frontal nude shots of them (which was not of itself illegal). However, the photos could not legally be sold or sent through the postal system. Photographers had to resort to coded advertisements and catalogues and post the pictures to buyers in plain envelopes, hoping that the postal authorities would not intercept them. Unfortunately, photographs require stiffened envelopes and were quite often spotted, inspected and confiscated. It's clear though that much of the material did get through, the Post Office couldn't open every envelope and no doubt there were plenty of postal workers who ignored them.


3

Here James poses with another lusciously muscled man who I have not yet identified (info welcome)

Any gay man would see eroticism simmering in this coupling, but the photographer has pre-empted accusations of smut by placing the models either side of the pseudo-classical column seen in 1 above. It's effect is rather like the pillow down the centre of the bed, supposedly used by Hollywood film makers to legitimise putting movie stars in bed together. 

However, the models' hands are tantalisingly close together on top of the column, and the fingers of James' partner (both hands) look as if they are itching to get up to mischief. In fact, you might have taken the model's facial expressions to indicate that they just have. Fortunately all is calm down below. 

Purveyors of nude images presumably took precautions to prevent intercepted images being traced back to them and recipients sometimes took elaborate precautions like using Post Office boxes and Post Restante to prevent their addresses being discovered by the authorities on envelopes and mailing lists (and also to hide the material from their wives and other people they lived with). Police in the UK went out of their way to expose gay men to their relatives and employers, ruining many lives. Not all gay men lived in fear though, if you lived your life openly the risk of fines was worth running.  
 

4

 With the models down on one knee the separating effect of the column is increased, allowing the models to face each other, but not look at each other. To the knowing eye, though, the phallic connotations of the column are clear enough.


5

In this image, a low, tin box has replaced the column but the raised knees of the models continue to shield their nether regions from each other. However, they also open up their stances and it almost seems like there is a 'musical chairs' style race to clamber on top of the box. Both men seem to be struggling to keep a straight face

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Apart from Denfield, James Seely only seems to have posed for Kris of Chicago and Bob Mizer and I believe the photographer who took these images was Kris. Kris didn't go in for Greek Columns very much but a very similar object can be seen in the catalogue page below (No 7). A drum sized version, painted black, also appears in several of his images.


In addition to identifying the column in images 1, 3 and 4, the original of one of the other nude images above (No 2) has the inscription 'R-27' on it and you can see above that this is how Kris numbered his sets in his catalogue.

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 The James Seely series:

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Enslaved Sailors by Planet Gay

July 10, 2024, 4:06 am
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PlanetGay - Enslaved Buddies

This image may look familiar to you, it's part of a select group showing desert kidnaps in distant lands where we fondly imagine enslavement of white men still flourishes. Examples at this blog are by Bowen, Tacitus, Iskan156, Gilgamesh and most notably perhaps by Chirenon. 

In fact this picture is an AI reinvention of the slave delivery scene from Etienne's classic tale of Middle-Eastern misfortune 'Sailors Beware'. This particular story has had a lot of coverage at mitchmen blog recently thanks to the discovery of a little-known early draft of the story and a long-forgotten Royale storyette which probably inspired it: 'Shanghaied Sailor'. 

AI gets a bad press in some quarters but there's no question of 'stealing' pictures here and the artist - PlanetGay- gives full credit to Etienne as it's inspiration. The new version is distinctly different from Etienne's original but it gives it a new lease of life. It's even preserved the distinctive, balletic stance of the brunet captive - a very Etienne-ian detail. The sexy, new characterisation of the kidnapped sailors makes one wish for some of the other scenes to be given the same treatment. If you compare the clothing of the evil abductor with Etienne's original, you might be surprised at what is revealed.

As ever with AI, some of the detailing is wide of the mark, like the unmilitary haircuts and goatees of the conscripts and the slanting oasis water (with surf?). That big city mosque parachuted into the middle of the desert to add atmosphere is clichéd as well as daft. Having said that, Etienne might easily have done the same thing in his time.

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