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Mortimer Pye Self Portrait

It’s been a while since I made an attempt at a “self portrait.” I couldn’t think of anything else to draw this morning, so it was about time. I don’t think I got my chunky backside right, but I like the overall character design going on here. I just tried to keep myself from drawing too stylized.


Rest In Peace Nathan Campbell

Nate passed away July 8, 2022. We were lovers, boyfriends, if you will. But it was a rocky relationship, filled with addiction, codependent and lies. Even though I grew to resent him, he never resented me. I pushed him away over the past few years due to anger and frustration, but he always try to keep up a friendship. Unfortunately I wasn’t ready for that. Do I regret the choices I made to not talk to him, a little. But mostly I’m just sad and lonely tonight.


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Hey, it’s good to hear from you. Sorry I’ve been kinda busy, and kinda scatter-brained lately. But I have to be honest, I’ve avoided messaging you back because I have to take a break. This is a no strings attached arrangement, and I respect that. Unfortunately sometimes I get lonely and I feel and want things I know I shouldn’t. But that is the risk that one takes when entering in these kind of arrangements. I did not know that you would be so cool and fun to hang out with. That’s my fault. But I am glad I got to meet you, and I hope we can still be friends. I’m sorry.


Porno Needle Point

When I was a youngster I was into post modern thinking. Looking closely at my life and my sexuality, I came upon old porno magazines from my dad‘s basement and from my own collection. Obviously this is an interest that my father had passed down to me. The needle point came from my mothers interests. These pieces are highly autobiographical, while at the same time, smutty and useless. Since making theseI never dabbled in the medium of needlepoint ever again. They truly stand out as a unique part of my portfolio.

“Bound and Gagged” was a mid 90s publication
“Boy Chicks“ is old school for “twink”
Yup! “petite“ Was spelt wrong on this cover of an early 60s porno from my dad’s collection.

Let’s get Loose! (but not too loose)

Anal sex continues to be my favorite sex, but it’s not all bells and whistles. Basically there are 3 types of bottoms. Guys who are too tight, too loose, or just right(yes it’s the Goldilocks effect.) Let me explain.

There are those horny bottoms that don’t work their holes open at all before an encounter, making the top do all the work. I love eating butt, BUT my tongue can’t stretch a tight hole enough for fucking. Fingers can be useful but some guys don’t like fingers, and I don’t like seeing pained expressions while trying to help the situation. Also, I find finger fucking to be not that sexy, considering how sticky it makes everything. The solution is to sit on a moderate sized dildo or butt-plug before the encounter. If yer tight, walk through the motions of popping that b-hole open before you ask someone else to do it.

Then there are guys that are too loose. I have an above average uncut penis (7×5.) It’s a nice size but there are going to be some guys I can’t satisfy without toys or a fist. But I have been with slutty bottoms that knew how to clench there holes just right. So if you’re a bottom that craves more, more and even more, practice squeezing a small butt-plug once and awhile. Too much friction is a pain, but not enough is just pointless. Considering all the physical issues with getting in position for a good fuck, a loose hole just does not work.

Finally there are the butt’s that are just right. Either the dude gets fucked a lot and has superior muscle control, or he’s prepped his tight ass with a small toy. The perfect bottom is the kinda guy that knows he’s there to service the needs of the man in front of him, and derives pleasure from helping him meet his goals. Being too tight or too loose hinders that process and only frustrates the situation.

So please communicate. Get to know, and prep, your butts appropriately. Let’s not fuss with fingers, or hours of butt licking. Let’s not get so loose, we control. Let’s just get back to fucking.


Urban Mountain Man is about finding cool sexy shit hiding in plain site

My old man Joe used to collect images of hot Bear dudes before the whole bear thing got started. There was no apps, internet sites, or even Bear Magazine. He found what he could and where he could. Often he would throw out an entire porn mag and save one or two photos. There are also hot bearded bros pulled from typical everyday newspapers and magazines. A lot of his collection is on this website already, especially the earlier posts, but I feel I need to keep up this sexy random tradition. Below are few silly finds that I think meet this standard.

Hidden inside a video game manual for the retro style game “Paprium” is a muscly dude in a jock, intensely gaming.
Can you find the “Lug” worthy of a “Chug?”
If you guessed the dude on the far left give yer crotch a stroke!
This guy is not British, he’s married to the actress who played Samantha on Bewitched. Caught him on Buzzr in an episode of Password. Damn he’s nice and saucy in that hot n hairy unbuttoned 70s kind of way.

Please No Rain Checks! OK?

Ever use those hook-up apps before? You know like Scruff, Growlr, or Grindr? A lot of sexy men on those apps-Huh? Sure it can be a lot of fun, but I always end up getting those damn rain checks!

At this point in my life I rarely hit on guys anymore. Sure, I’ll say “hello” to an attractive fella, but I don’t usually get aggressive to hook up right “now.” My approach is to get to know someone a bit, and set up a date in the near future.

Mutual attraction is most important, but sometimes you just want to get your rocks off. Since I’ve been vaccinated I have dipped my toe back in the cruising scene, and after the first week I have to say something. Stop the fucking rain checks! OK? Over the many months of quarantine I totally forgot about this annoying pattern of behavior, and I was blindsided twice in one week.

When I’m on these apps I often get a horned up, reasonably attractive guy (usually married or partnered)who wants it “now!” Sometimes I bite down and agree to let him come over. I pop my pill, jump in the shower, and throw the fuck blanket on the bed. While I’m trying to get my apartment looking spiffy for my guest, I get the message. “Can I take a Rain Check?”

Butt-hurt is never a good look when cruising, after all, we are adults and life does happen… But man! does this happen a lot! Sometimes dates have to broken at the last minute, but can we all agree to get our shit together before we ask for each others time? If you want to get fucked, shower up before you cruise. If you are partnered, make sure you have the afternoon free. If you find someone “better” after you asserted the “now” factor with a dude, suck it up and for fill your social obligation.

Whatever your deal is, make sure it’s dealt with before you start hounding lonely single men for attention. And please, if you have to take a “Rain Check” make sure it’s raining.


Making Those Jack-Off Videos

I used to have so much solo fun making jack-off videos in the early days of xtube. I am a bit of an exhibitionist, and it was a rush getting attention for something so easy and enjoyable, but in the end I stopped because I didn’t like being recognized at the bar. I got tired of having expectations placed on me when I generally prefer anonymity. Looking for romance, I hope to find a good conversation with a handsome fella when I go out. Often times my online persona would get in the way with that objective. Either I’d get obnoxiously hit on by mega horny dudes, or guys would assume I’m mega horny all the time. Basically it stopped being cool, and became a chore to keep up. Unfortunately I couldn’t just keep this fetish in the bedroom. Sometimes I regret pulling the plug on my xtube channel, but overall I’m happy with that decision. I’d rather be focusing on my aesthetic convictions with this site, and keep some parts of life private. But you never know… maybe one day I’ll fire up the webcam and spunk it up for viewers again, or maybe I’ll post an old video in a fit of nostalgia. For now it’ll be just something to think about.


Broken Hearts are for Assholes

Lost in despair. The man of my dreams is in a relationship. He’s in love with himself. Oh Gar! if you loved me half as much as those tight boy holes you plug so eloquently I’d be the happiest old man alive.


It’s Been a Hairy Ass Summer

I’ve been on a social media hiatus as of late. The summer has taken over and I just haven’t had the energy or the time to put my horny thoughts into something as cohesive like drawing or a blog. But as you can tell from this rambling post I am worked up to spew some verbal spooge. Even though I lack original visual content I have been watching a lot of porn as of late, and have procured more straight butts the Hairy Straight Butt Page. So I will take a moment to talk directly to the producers of straight porn for a moment and say “Hey, pull back that camera for 15-30 seconds, and give that man butt a chance to fly. Throw a bone to the faggots, like me, who watch straight porn, and we’ll love you forever!” Said my piece for tonight. Happy fucking!