This is today’s re-draw of yesterday’s ancient (1989) drawing, which is going to be included in my forthcoming adults only adult coloring book. Stay tuned.
After several times he clenched his anus hard at my all-in point. Even though slick, his grip was too strong for me to easily pull out. Before I could react he whisper “leave it there”.
So I left it there. For several seconds neither of us moved. Then he began to clench, softly at first, then more and more roughly. I let him have his way, and, shortly, I began to enjoy it. He was giving me a deep-throat blow job with his man-cunt. After a minute I had to pull out to keep from summing—-Oops, was I too late?…..
“Whew, you almost made me cum, you bastard!”
“I thought that was the general idea”
“This too good to end so soon. I want this to last.”
But it didn’t.
“I wanted him to fuck me, but he insisted he saved that for his wive; everything else was fair game, though.
“He crouched on the couch and I got on behind him, holding my upward arching boner so that it would line up with his sphincter. I spit on my dick and made use of the pre-cum to lube up, bent me l leg so that my tip was held down by the edge of his ass-bone, and let go. I slide the tip up the hairy, sweaty bottom ridge to his anus, resting it there without pushing in. I waited until he groaned, “C’mon man…”, until I started to push, gently at first, and then harder until he gave way.
“His anus was too rough for me, so I pulled out and slathered some more oozing pre-cum over “Uncle Gerry” and went back in again, this time sliding in further and easier. I pulled out, re-lubed, and re-entered. Lou, silent until now, moaned, and I felt myself going in to my stopping point. I left there for a few seconds and pulled out slowly, letting myself pop out and flap upward, hitting me below my belly button with a soft smack.
“I bent down and repeated the operation. As my tip rested against his pelvis he hissed the hissed again as “Uncle Gerry” slid up his under-pelvis to strain against the top of his anus muscle. He moaned as I pushed inside, this time easily. I’d have sworn he was actually doing his own lubing, which later proved true given the embarrassing wet puddle on the couch we later discovered.
This is a drawing discovered in my sketchbook/journal dated 1992/12.12-1993/6.23. It is part of a group of drawings done while I was experimenting with seeing how much I could leave out, hence the series title “Minimal”.
This is a drawing discovered in my sketchbook/journal dated 1992/12.12-1993/6.23. It is part of a group of drawings done while I was experimenting with seeing how much I could leave out, hence the series title “Minimal”.
This is another sketch from a sketchbook/journal from 1992/1993.
This is another sketch from a sketchbook/journal from 1992/1993. The characters look to be like cast members from the animated TV series, C.O.P.S., which I worked on in 1988. I don’t remember their names and have been unable to find out on-line.
I sketched this 5 days after the last 2 Daily Derrieres. This was done with Tombo color brush pens, drawn from life.
The Daily Derriere series of artworks is done using a 2012 American Express Appointment Book as my sketchbook. Instead of ignoring or avoiding the printed material in the book, I used it to spark ideas for my drawings, staring at the photographs until a drawing idea came to mind. The drawing was done with Prismacolor.
This is the page underneath the torn-paper page I posted on July 25, 2016. It’s what you would have seen part of if I hadn’t placed a sheet of white paper underneath the torn-paper page. Oh Hell, I’ll show you what it would have looked like. Here it is.
