Thursday, November 12, 2009
Wednesday, November 11, 2009
Tuesday, November 10, 2009
Monday, November 9, 2009
Saturday, November 7, 2009
Friday, November 6, 2009
Can ya smell it?
Speaking for myself and probably many others, the heady musk of a mans sweaty body can add immensely to the overall pleasure in the purest animal sense of the act.
Ulf
Ulf
Wednesday, November 4, 2009
Monday, November 2, 2009
Sunday, November 1, 2009
Whose thirsty?
Anyone who knows me, also knows I have a weakness for Marines.
It dates back to my childhood, my Dad was stationed in Norfolk and we lived across the street from a Marine base.
During the Cuban missle crisis, the base went on high alert and they stationed armed Marines up and down the streets of the military housing project we lived in (I was just a little Ulf then)
but I remember vividly my brother and I looking out our bedroom window late one night and there was the most perfect specimen of manliness just a few feet away, his back too us.
We must have been loud enough for him to hear, because he turned, winked at us and mouthed the words: "Everythings okay, go back to sleep."
I have never in my life felt safer than I was that night, but it burned an indelible memory into my young psyche and for this fag, there ain't nuthin' in this world hotter than a Marine in (or out) of his dress blues.
It dates back to my childhood, my Dad was stationed in Norfolk and we lived across the street from a Marine base.
During the Cuban missle crisis, the base went on high alert and they stationed armed Marines up and down the streets of the military housing project we lived in (I was just a little Ulf then)
but I remember vividly my brother and I looking out our bedroom window late one night and there was the most perfect specimen of manliness just a few feet away, his back too us.
We must have been loud enough for him to hear, because he turned, winked at us and mouthed the words: "Everythings okay, go back to sleep."
I have never in my life felt safer than I was that night, but it burned an indelible memory into my young psyche and for this fag, there ain't nuthin' in this world hotter than a Marine in (or out) of his dress blues.
Thursday, October 29, 2009
Wednesday, October 28, 2009
Wednesday, September 9, 2009
Tuesday, September 8, 2009
Ending the beginning
Thursday, July 16, 2009
Aye Caesar
Musical interlude 2
Personally, I think more music should involve a cute guy with a baseball bat.
Ulf
Tuesday, July 14, 2009
Anything ya want
When I started this pic, it was with the sole intent of doing a young urban boi cupping a really nice hefty package and daring any onlooker to do the same.
But when I saw how the eye's came out, the whole thing took a different "feel" for me;
the boi turned into trade and the more sinister gaze made him (in my mind) more appealing and a lot more dangerous.
Ulf
Monday, July 13, 2009
Sunday, July 12, 2009
Afternoon relief
I know it's been awhile, but I promise to start posting more images (see, I told ya I was lazy)
Here's one I did awhile back. I'm an old fag, so I like the traditional kinda gay art: Cowboys, construction workers, military guys and of course leather (I call this the YMCA syndrome)
Typical masculine stereotypes I know, but that's what gives me wood.
Ulf
Sunday, March 15, 2009
Batter up
Baseball, what can I say, it will always hold a special place in my mind as deeply erotic, why you ask?
As a freshman in High school I played all sorts of different sports and enjoyed them all, with the exception of baseball, the reason being, I couldn't hit worth shit.
That was until one afternoon when forced by the Phys ED coach to play and yet again being struck out, that this hunky curly haired upper class man, who played on the schools Baseball team, pulled me aside and offered to give me some pointers.
We met after school and he took me down to the batters box, turned the machine on and of course, I started swinging and as usual missing most of them.
At first his advice was all verbal and tho I tried like hell to follow his instructions, my stance still wasn't what it should be and I was hyper-extending my swings.
After about 15 minutes of this, he moved in behind me and said those infamous words:"Let me show you" with that he put his arms around me, put his hands on mine, eased his body right up against mine and started "helping" me swing.
I don't know what was more erotic for me, the heat of his body next to mine or his deep, soft voice breathing encouragement into my ear, all I know is, he could have fucked me right there and then.
Ulf
As a freshman in High school I played all sorts of different sports and enjoyed them all, with the exception of baseball, the reason being, I couldn't hit worth shit.
That was until one afternoon when forced by the Phys ED coach to play and yet again being struck out, that this hunky curly haired upper class man, who played on the schools Baseball team, pulled me aside and offered to give me some pointers.
We met after school and he took me down to the batters box, turned the machine on and of course, I started swinging and as usual missing most of them.
At first his advice was all verbal and tho I tried like hell to follow his instructions, my stance still wasn't what it should be and I was hyper-extending my swings.
After about 15 minutes of this, he moved in behind me and said those infamous words:"Let me show you" with that he put his arms around me, put his hands on mine, eased his body right up against mine and started "helping" me swing.
I don't know what was more erotic for me, the heat of his body next to mine or his deep, soft voice breathing encouragement into my ear, all I know is, he could have fucked me right there and then.
Ulf
Saturday, March 14, 2009
Yup, a recipe for making cum
1 cup water
2 tablespoons cornstarch
1 raw egg white
1 tablespoon plain yogurt
pinch of salt
Dissolve cornstarch in ¼ cup of water and set aside. Bring the remaining water and a pinch of salt to a simmer in a small saucepan, then stir the cornstarch to redissolve it and stir it in. Simmer and stir the mixture for about two minutes, it will be very thick. Cool the mixture thoroughly. If you don't let it cool the egg will get cooked. If you are impatient, set the pan in a bowl of ice and stir to speed the cooling. When cool, stir in the egg white and yogurt. Mix thoroughly with a wire whisk until smooth. If you want a little more flavor you can add ¼ teaspoon of vanilla extract and some Equal or Splenda for sweetness when you add the egg.
If you don't have a toy to use with this, you can get a squirt bottle (such as is used for ketchup) in supermarkets or kitchen stores. Fill the bottle and put it in the microwave for about fifteen seconds to make it just warm.
Enjoy,
Ulf
Dawg eat Dawg
Tuesday, March 10, 2009
Lets break some law's
Monday, March 9, 2009
You lookin' at me?
Just in case there is someone out there who doesn't already know...I really likes me some hairy men's.
O, I know, that probably wasn't the first thing you noticed about this PIC and believe me, I've been told a thousand times: "Ulf, the dicks on your guys are always so HUGE, your such a size queen."
Truth be told, no not really. This is erotic fantasy art, not an attempt at making a photographic reproduction.
Everything about my art is exaggerated and yes it's intentional.
As for my personal dick size preference, let's just say, I've been with guys who were hung like the proverbial and not so proverbial horse. Sometimes it was fun, more times than not it wasn't.
The biggest problem I have with most guys with really big dicks, they know they have really big dicks and for some reason, knowing that, makes em friggin lazy ass lovers.
Truthfully, I'm more a top, but yeah, from time to time, I like being on the receiving end of a good hard pounding and just for the record, the best fuck I ever had came from an Irish guy with a very normal dick, but boi did he know how too use it.
Ulf
Sunday, March 8, 2009
Omar and Derrik
Looking back, I've done several versions of this PIC, the first being a series I did back as a teenager.
Funny thing, in High school I started drawing on the covers of my notebooks, people started admiring the artwork and before long I was getting all sorts of request from others to "customize" theirs.
It has always been a source of amusement that a lot of these students were jocks and here I was drawing (amongst other things) nekkid mens on their notebooks and they in turn were carrying them to their various classes.
Gotta love the innocence of youth ; )
Ulf
Funny thing, in High school I started drawing on the covers of my notebooks, people started admiring the artwork and before long I was getting all sorts of request from others to "customize" theirs.
It has always been a source of amusement that a lot of these students were jocks and here I was drawing (amongst other things) nekkid mens on their notebooks and they in turn were carrying them to their various classes.
Gotta love the innocence of youth ; )
Ulf
Thursday, February 26, 2009
Arnel Pineda
Yipee, my second post and already I have something I want to post that just amazes me, that being Journey's incredible new singer Arnel Pineda.
Arnel hails from the Philippines and was discovered by Journey's guitarist while searching Youtube for a new singer.
Now, I'm not a huge Journey fan, they have a few songs I like, but when I heard Arnel sing, it sent shivers up my spine. What can I say, I have a weakness for a crooning tenor and Arnel delivers on all fronts.
Look him up on Youtube playing with his cover band: "The Zoo", some truly note worthy vocal stylings from Pineda doing everyone from Robert Plant, Sting, Freddie Mercury and even Geddy Lee.
Talent is the only word which springs to mind when ya hear this guy sing.
Ulf
Arnel hails from the Philippines and was discovered by Journey's guitarist while searching Youtube for a new singer.
Now, I'm not a huge Journey fan, they have a few songs I like, but when I heard Arnel sing, it sent shivers up my spine. What can I say, I have a weakness for a crooning tenor and Arnel delivers on all fronts.
Look him up on Youtube playing with his cover band: "The Zoo", some truly note worthy vocal stylings from Pineda doing everyone from Robert Plant, Sting, Freddie Mercury and even Geddy Lee.
Talent is the only word which springs to mind when ya hear this guy sing.
Ulf
Wednesday, February 25, 2009
Street punk
Where to begin, I've thought about doing this for a long time and finally, here it is.
Being inherently lazy, I have to wonder if I can sustain interest in writing with any consistency my thoughts about my art.
Basically, I guess the answer to that question will unfold as I do this.
Rest assured tho, I will post new (and sometimes older) artworks on a regular basis.
I guess this is where I should warn those new to my artwork, that I can at times, be a little um...graphic in my depictions. Okay, let's face it, it can be very hardcore.
If you happen to find graphic depictions of hardcore gay sex not to your liking, then boy did you come too the wrong place. *snicker*
Hopefully, most who come here get exactly what you were expecting and hopefully a few little surprises as well.
Having started this blog, I sat here debating exactly which of my pics should I post first.
Believe me, it was a daunting task and quite frankly, in the end I just picked one at random.
I quite literally have thousands of pics I've done over the years and of course, each pic I look at, I can only see the flaws or what I would now do differently.
Of course, I can't redo ever piece I've ever done and even attempting to fix what I find wrong with each, would mean I would never post anything.
Decidedly, I chose not to drive myself nuts and just post 'em as is and hopefully people will enjoy 'em.
If ya don't, then go somewhere else.
I will also from time to time be posting things I find of interest and may not have anything to do with art at all. (consider yourself warned ; )
Ulf
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