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“ The young mister Fenton Brenton from the “A Desk Job” story that I’ve been writing and posting on tumblr today. The picture came out absolutely perfect.
I know they’re hipster glasses - fuck you. They look adorable on him XD
Also,...
misterchristianx

The young mister Fenton Brenton from the “A Desk Job” story that I’ve been writing and posting on tumblr today. The picture came out absolutely perfect.

I know they’re hipster glasses - fuck you. They look adorable on him XD

Also, he’s supposed to be wearing a tie, but the bow-tie was demanded by my muse. So I’ll just retcon that and pretend like it was intentional. Bow-tie plus two-tone shirt and vest equals win for me.

I’d give him a job ;)

misterchristianx

One of my older pics. But still my favorite portrait I’ve done. The off-kilter glasses are too perfect. 

My logo/branding was cooler in 2013.

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“Fuck me, Daddy! I need it! Yes!”
Dalton’s incoherent moans resounded off the modestly decorated walls. If not for the sturdiness of the nails, many pictures would doubtless be wrecked on the floor, knocked lose by the orgiastic one-boy choir.
Days...

“Fuck me, Daddy! I need it! Yes!”

Dalton’s incoherent moans resounded off the modestly decorated walls. If not for the sturdiness of the nails, many pictures would doubtless be wrecked on the floor, knocked lose by the orgiastic one-boy choir.

Days blurred into weeks and weeks mishmashed into months and still Dalton remained in his chastity belt, the metal device locked firmly to his youthful nethers and around his waist. He may not have minded it except for the near constant state of horniness he remained in. 

Dalton could feel his morning wood denied each dawn, crushed behind immobile metal. His cock twitched at even the vaguest titillating image, a bare midriff, pants too tight, a flexing bicep. The world felt supercharged, the slightest touch overstimulating him.

Which is why he lived for nights like tonight, when He would jingle Dalton’s key mockingly and pat his lap. Decency, modesty, self-control all melted away in an instant.

He needed the pleasurable feeling of something teasing his prostate, the only real sexual gratification he’d received for these two long years. And when it was offered to him, Dalton threw himself whorishly at it.


Well … first drawing in a long while. I’m disappointed with myself. /artistangst

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And finished.
That’s two and a half characters completed for this massive piece :p The premise being a set of yuppie parents who were contented to only have a dog. But two accidents later and they have kids they don’t know what to do with.
The dog is...

And finished. 

That’s two and a half characters completed for this massive piece :p The premise being a set of yuppie parents who were contented to only have a dog. But two accidents later and they have kids they don’t know what to do with. 

The dog is the only one with a name. The others are “the boy” and “the girl.” The dog gets real food, a bedroom, a bed, dignity.

So the image will be a family portrait.

Headcage based on a cool piece I’ve seen pop up on Insex a couple times.

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More bold experimenting with text bubbles. I’m still not entirely sold on them.

Apologies for the lack of stories lately. I just haven’t had the burning inspiration to write.

I am returning the Surface this weekend, so this is the end of the current art spurt until I figure out some kind of replacement. I’ve been considering buying a Cintiq Companion and doing commissions to justify the absurd expense.

Or I could spend all of that money on whores. Hmm.

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