It’s been along time since I’ve seen that stupid golden retriever talking about selling the recipes or Bush’s baked beans. I so wanted to strangle that dog! how dare he sell that recipe!!! But I am glad this time around the Bush guy has become an older bearded man craggy type that I can jack off to.
A while ago I introduced a character named Ted as a way to deal with my bi-bull man fetish. Unfortunately I haven’t done much with this randy fellow. Felling a little randy myself today, I did a quick dirty drawing of Ted and his spank bank.
I don’t know who the Bellamy Brothers are but they seem to be two horny dudes. No doubt I like the bearded one, shirtless, wet, and reaching for his crotch. I also had to include a shot of a Ted Nugent album, where a bunch a young dudes are grabbing the superstar wearing nothing but his trademark loin cloth and a scraggly beard. Ripe and ready for a sweaty 70s all-male rock audience molestation. Which pretty much sums up his whole career BTW.
I’ve added another series of photos to my “Hairy Straight Butt” page. He’s not so hairy, just big and juicy. This bro is covered in slutty tattoos but his butt shines nice and bright with a crack you wanna lick from top to bottom and back again. I’ve got to wipe the drool of my iPad now but click on the link if you wanna see more.
I’ve been playing with my animation app and my gif generator app and I came up with this “Fuck All Night Long” animation. I spent about an hour drawing it but when it came time to transfer it to a gif file the app gave me a choice to loop the animation. Little did I know that it would zig-zag from the end to the beginning and back again, causing the Tops pud pile to get sucked back up into his balls, allowing him to reinsert his penis back in for another quick ride, then another, and another, and another, and… well you get the idea. Endless fucking and cumming? Works for me!
Winter has reared its ugly head here in Minneapolis. Over 3 feet of snow in the month of February alone-UHG! I can’t take anymore!!! All the snow blowing, crappy driving, and cold cold cold has turned me into a caveman. I’ve been hiding in my basement playing records and old synthesizers, dreaming of a old fashioned man pile on in my bedroom, instead of the winter pile on outside.
We all know Kenny Rogers is the most sexiest 70s salt and pepper Bear ever. But! if you are ever bored with your normal porn feed, do an image search for “Kenny Rogers and The First Edition” and you will find a young and dashing version of this country legend. So pretty I can’t get my mind out of the gutter. He played bass too! LICK!!!
OK! everybody knows Rob Halford is gay, but they didn’t know it in 1983. Which is why it is worth re-looking at some Judas Priest early song lyrics like the one posted below. The song Eat Me Alive is off the album Defenders of the Faith. And fer my money its best song about a blow job since Terry Reid’s early 70s sleeper hit Super Lungs. But what makes this interesting is the fact that we know now that this song is about a gay blow job. I dunno? I guess it gives me a semi knowing that many young teenage heshers were banging their heads to a song about gay cock while they were most likely deriding gay people on a daily basis. I realize this has probably all been hashed out elsewhere and everywhere in the metal world but I just wanted to get in on some easy action. Great lyrics btw.
I drew this picture a few years ago for my old man Joe. He died of a heart attack in 2005, and everyday since I send my prayers to him. His birthday was on christmas eve. He was a wise man, quiet at times, but was a heavily opinionated liberal hippy. Underneath his strong silent daddy personae, he was a deep well of emotion and love. Although at times he might not have admitted it, he was stunningly beautiful. He could be a difficult stubborn man, but he always found a way to channel his frustration into his sex drive. Rock hard 7″ that curved down when erect, not up. That cock could pry a hole open and give a bottom a night to remember for many years to come. I could gush for hours about my old boyfriend, and will continue to do so from time to time on this site which is dedicated to his memory: Joseph P. Miesen, the original Urban Mountain Man.