I grew up playing a lot of Dungeons & Dragons roleplaying games, and was fascinated by the idea of a muscular and masculine young warrior being abused and tortured by cruel wizards. I started going through the various spell books in the game and intended on creating a series of drawings where these spells were directed at the young man's huge and heavy nuts.
I think this is the only such drawing that survived to today.
In this drawing, the bound warrior's huge balls are the focus of a wizard's "spiked stones" spell. Magically created spikes of wickedly sharp obsidian suddenly form in the center of the young man's dense nut meat and then explode outward, bursting out of his impaled flesh from dozens and dozens of locations. The searing agony makes the hardy and stoic warrior bellow in unimaginable pain...
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Friday, August 28, 2015
Saturday, May 10, 2014
2006 - The Final Countdown
This drawing features yet another fantastically muscular Marine, caught behind enemy lines and extensively used and abused by his wicked captors. The virile young bull stud has had more than a dozen loads milked from his mighty cock, spilling out in massive ropes all over the floor until a big puddle of sticky and gamey spunk coats the ground before him.
With his mighty elephant balls finally temporarily drained of sperm and his massive cock finally flagging from being overstimulated for hours on end, the evil tormentors decide that it's time to do away with the Marine stud once and for all. Half a dozen grenades have been strapped to his mammoth balls, and their pins all pulled simultaneously. The vile enemy soldiers now eagerly count down the final seconds, excited to see those colossal bollocks destroyed in an explosion of shrapnel and bloody nut guts.
With his mighty elephant balls finally temporarily drained of sperm and his massive cock finally flagging from being overstimulated for hours on end, the evil tormentors decide that it's time to do away with the Marine stud once and for all. Half a dozen grenades have been strapped to his mammoth balls, and their pins all pulled simultaneously. The vile enemy soldiers now eagerly count down the final seconds, excited to see those colossal bollocks destroyed in an explosion of shrapnel and bloody nut guts.
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