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See, that’s what the app is perfect for.

Sounds perfect Wahhhh, I don’t wanna

Described as being more orgasm than boy, this device produces a constant flow of psuedo-cum which is recycled through a system of continuous climaxing. The fluids are aphrodisiatic and induce extreme sensations in the boys erogenous zones. 

Hello, I’m Mister X. I draw porn. You may not remember me because its been a stupidly long time since I’ve posted any… Also, too much absinthe was consumed tonight so there is a chance I’ll see this tomorrow and realize I’ve  not actually finished it…

Now that I think about it. The colors of the tubes are too bright and distracting to the flow of the image. Fah :(

I’ve got a couple other ideas for scenes in this series. We’ll see what happens. I want to do a couple more headshots as well. Been ages since I’ve drawn.

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I’m gunna post my latest doodles. They’re not porny, but they’re some of my best work to date. Some have story details, some don’t.
This is Sofi, a half elf monk. I finished the drawing before I had a backstory or anything else for him; consequently...

I’m gunna post my latest doodles. They’re not porny, but they’re some of my best work to date. Some have story details, some don’t.

This is Sofi, a half elf monk. I finished the drawing before I had a backstory or anything else for him; consequently he never got more fleshed out. His only gimmick was that he fought with light touches. A gentle jab of the finger and he’d level a stone wall.

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“Give me a D! Give me a U”

He stood in line with the parade formation, his arms and legs flailing around in various poses in unison with the other girls in the practice hall. He didn’t know why he had let himself get talked into this to begin with, coach was pushing him too far.

“Give us an N! Now a W!”

Between his poses and the excited shouts of the team captain one could make out perhaps the slight metal clang if you listened closely, the small device securely fastened between his legs not going anywhere any time soon. After 6 months the strain was starting to get to him. But coach had him securely under his thumb and wouldn’t let up. “If you will do anything for release, join the cheerleaders, I’ll make sure to watch you closely at the basketball game when you perform”

He mentally cursed himself for saying such a careless thing.

“Give me an I! And a C, girls! Come on!”

His face flushed at that. He felt humiliated, the top was too small, barely covering his lean and toned torso, but the skirt was what really did it for him, knowing the locked cage between his thighs, and coach had confiscated his underwear. Punishment for losing the last soccer game, as well as being made to cheerlead right now. The other girls all cast him a glace when he showed up in the gymnasium, noticing his shaved legs and body, let alone the fact he was joining them, uniform and all. Some of them smirked, some checked him out, feeling their gazes boring into him as he tried to not look anyone in the eye.

“Now the H! Come on now lift those legs for a big finish! And hold!”

He felt his heart pounding so hard in his chest at that, he thought everyone could hear it. He dropped the pose with a wince, a little jingle of metal and huge blush across his face, some of the others cast him an odd look, as he hung his head to avoid eye contact. The team leader frowned.

“Come on, James, keep it up; don’t make everyone start again.” Which got him some dirty glances.

“I-I’m sorry: my leg kinda cramped…” 

She nodded slowly. “Well…” She paused. “Make sure your muscles don’t lock up next time.” she said, flatly, looking directly into his eyes. He swallowed nervously and nodded, quickly averting his eyes. 

“Okay, girls, now spin! Bend … and up! Now pyramid! James, you’re up top!”

He went white as a sheet.


I had a terrible case of blue balls in the hospital. I think that was worse than the misery of recovering from major surgery (the short version is that once again they could not find a cause).

But it did strongly inspire me to draw. I spent two different nights working on his face and was just about to give up. Thankfully Danahume made a good case for one last try (it was her suggestion that started the whole pic).

The uniform is a reference to an older drawing I did.

The awesome story text was provided by Minx.

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We played our first session of Mass Effect last night. It was awkward. I’m contemplating exiting the game XD Which is sad considering I created two different characters (in FATE no less) plus art. But that was miserable session…
No estimates on porn....

We played our first session of Mass Effect last night. It was awkward. I’m contemplating exiting the game XD Which is sad considering I created two different characters (in FATE no less) plus art. But that was miserable session…

No estimates on porn. I feel like I’m forcing it and it isn’t fun anymore.

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Tedla from Halfway Human by Carolyn Ives Gilman.
I’d done fan art of Tedla previously; but I felt compelled to revisit the character thanks to a generous fan buying me a new copy of the book. Eight years makes a bit of difference in art style >_>
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Tedla from Halfway Human by Carolyn Ives Gilman.

I’d done fan art of Tedla previously; but I felt compelled to revisit the character thanks to a generous fan buying me a new copy of the book. Eight years makes a bit of difference in art style >_>

To quote the original post from way back when:

This is Tedla. Tedla is a bland, an asexual being from an evolutionary offshoot of humanity. On its home planet blands are kept at a near-slave class, considered to be not human and much less important than either male or female. Blands are mentally, physically and sexually abused by their human masters, normally called guardians. 

The long and short of the matter is, when I was 12 or so, I read a book called Halfway Human. What I read in it horrified my innocent little brain and I quickly returned the book to the store. Years later I encountered the book again. Not remembering anything about it I read it anew and was shocked to see the impact that book actually had on me. So I guess that makes this the most influential book in my life.

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