Drunk airport drawing

I used to traveling with one of my little journals and a little baggie of colored pencils. After a few glasses of wine, I would pick somebody on the airplane or in the airport and draw them. I would scribble like a madman ( I'm embarrassed for myself) although the flight attendants would always tell me I was doing a lovely job : )

The surprising thing is.......

He is not aroused!!!! When he took his pants off it was like being hit in the face, ( or maybe, I wanted to be?) I would say Jake was about 5'11", he had to have Italian in him because his skin was that beautiful light tan color with dark features. He was talking about his mother as I was drawing him, I wanted to meet her, shake her hand and say " well done!"

So much perfume I thought I'd die....

A little favor......

It would really turn me on if you could take a few seconds and vote for me on best gay male blogs. It's strictly for vanity, but what the hell!
Just click on a link on the right-hand side of my blog. Thank you in advance.

That's a great question

Herman Cummings of Minnesota ( I think his name is fake) wrote me an e-mail asking.... asking if the pencil drawings on my blog are for sale. Yes. Thank you for your question Mr. Cummings. Also, the blog about the dead cat upset a few people (sorry)

the guy in the picture I met at the gym, he was like 6'2" he had big thick trunk like legs covered in soft golden hair ( very sexy ) he wasn't hard when I started drawing, and was embarrassed that happened..... so freaking cute!

I'm back!!!

Did you miss me? Utah was stunningly beautiful, it's a shame it's home to such a hateful group of religious people. ( You know who I'm talking about ) anyway.... it's great to sleep in my own bed again.

Hang tight.

I will be in Park city Utah for the next three days, I don't know if I will have time to blog or not.

But I'll try......

see you soon.

A new breed of gay

The other day I was waiting for a table at PF Chang's, this young guy came in, in tight jeans, a trendy haircut and a arm full of bracelets. My friend said " wow, he's too gay to function." I corrected my friend and said we should be proud of what we just saw. This is history. This is what every gay guy in the past was fighting for. Not to function within society, but to function as you are,

this guy in the drawing, (a little effeminate) for my taste, but Ball Z. as hell. At 5 foot 7" 145 pounds, this Las Vegas native was a proud Mary. He told me it was unfair that he was naked and I was not ( not the first time I've heard that.) when I didn't comply, he crawled into my lap and straddled my leg. Without thinking about it my index finger lightly traced the crease between his cheeks, he told me that felt good because I had long nails, (I used to chew my nails and I always forget to trim them, it's very embarrassing) I don't remember what we talked about, but we talked for a while, when he said " I think you should fuck me" (very matter-of-fact.) He backed off of me onto his knees to undo my fly, as he struggled with the button he looked up at me and said " I just want to see what I'm dealing with here." I was completely aroused, he lightly kissed it. And then seductively crawled back ( wrinkling all the drawings I had done of him.) and waited for me on the pile of pillows by the fire.

I titled him the new breed of gay, because he wasn't the stereotypical Hollywood gay sidekick, he worked like a woman, he made me feel like a man yet he was completely in control. Very sexy.

The hint of a smile....

Sometimes models agree to pose on the condition that they don't get fully nude. ( I don't care... I'll draw you in your underwear or in a towel) it's fun to watch the model find new and creative poses with a towel draped across their privates. You can also see their inner exhibitionist struggling... there need to show everything always wins. Every time they " accidentally" show there butt, the towels job is done, next pose.... they will rock out with their cock out. ( Tastefully at first)

I told this guy, his butt was smiling at me. he couldn't stop laughing.

Hot tub & a bottle of wine

This former friend of mine... ( I guess we are still friends, we just don't talk, or have not talked in over a year) anyway. We used to work out together, and we've seen each other naked 1000 times in the locker room. So it was no big deal when he stopped by my house, we had a few glasses of wine and we decided to get in the hot tub. ( We didn't even think about using swimsuits) long story short, the wine goes straight to my friends head and the next thing I know, his one eyed monster ( and I use the word monster accurately) ( big!!) Is staring me in the face. I should also mention, I'm seeing this guy and he was comeing over at any moment. I can't do this. ( Every part of me wanted to ) but I can't. I tried to explain this situation but my friend is using this "tool" to pry open my lips and saying " we can do this real quick no one will ever know." I was like a child that would not eat broccoli, he pushed hard and I kept my lips tight. ( Nope!)

He finally sat down on to the edge of the hot tub, he was all wet, steamy, hard, drunk and rejected ( I felt horrible)but.. he looks stunning, so I drew him.

If you ( you know who you are) read this blog, know that I love and respect you, I wouldn't change that day for anything. Call me!!!!!

The butt of the joke....

A lot of times models want to show off their butt, they jump into this position (pictured above) and jokingly say " wouldn't it be funny if I posed like this?" I always say " do it" and I do ;)

Lovely bones......

This could be my most F'd-up posting... yet

last night my breath was taken away by road kill. Normally, if I see anything on the road that could be dead I look away, pretend it's not there, say out loud " la la la la la la" and then silently wonder whose heart is going to be broken tonight when their beloved pets doesn't return home. How long will they walk around neighborhoods calling out their name, making funny noises in bushes and shaking bags of treats. Then I pray that their little bodies never be found. The horror of finding your friend lifeless in the road. I don't even know what I would do? Stop traffic,... the mess... and the public display of emotion as you with deals loss???

As I was driving I saw a full-grown feline laying lifeless in the medium. Backlit by oncoming traffic I was struck by the beauty of the silhouette of a deceased cat. "she" ( I'm assuming ) was laid out as if basking in the sun, completely relaxed and free of life's worries. The line that flowed from her hips to her rib cage made me wished I was drawing and not driving and.... in a weird way it made me happy that I look for the beauty in Life.

More than I can handle...

I have two "huge" deadlines in front of me. On top of that I have a bit of a cold. I really, really, really want these projects to go off without a hitch. As for the picture....
I was doodling ( and horny) I had this... "be careful what you wish for" thought in my head. "give me more, mentality"... I love that you can see the terror in his eyes, yet he is fully aroused.

That is exactly how I feel.

Dirty Little Devil

There was no way to concentrate... Jacob (pictured above) minus the devil tail and horns, was casually leaning against the bar in my living room and talking. (Nothing unusual about that) what made it noteworthy and distracting was.... between sips of his martini he was describing in detail how he was going to seduce me. I kept telling him he was a dirty little devil, so I added the horns and a tail and then....... he did exactly what he said he was going to do :-)

The iPod pose....

I'm not saying I ever did this intentionally, I just happen to keep my iPod behind the models. Once a playlist ended, I would let my guests choose the next songs (it's the polite thing to do) it just so happens... they would always end up in this position, and I would say " hold that pose"

Routine is unfamiliar.....

I spent the last four days, in San Francisco, in the Castro.... intoxicated! My body is asking what it did to deserve this kind of treatment? I had so much fun it was worth it. Now I need to hold my head, try to remember what normal is and detox!!!!!!