The big kiss…
This is the second in a series of drawings I kept in an erotic sketchbook 1989. I call this series “Bawling Out”. Obviously, it’s playing around with the sado-masochism inherent in military basic training. The twist here is that the abusive drill sergeant is diminutive and the GI is built like a brick shit-house. But, as in “Wuvable Oaf”, the big galoot is totally hot for the smaller man. I’ve opted not to re-draw the later drawings in this series at this time; the draftsmanship isn’t what it could be (in terms of maintaining a consistent likeness for the characters), but I really like the line quality.
