A Sky Colored Cock

You're a talented artist. Have you ever considered including gay or bisexual themes in your art?
The reason I stay with a he and a she is that those are within my experience. I try to stay with things I have a feeling connection with, although I know that limits my reach. I wish I could please all people but I can’t. If I drew gay or bi images I wouldn’t be able to relate to my subject and I think that would show. I do try to keep some images open-ended…not necessarily have a hetero story to go with every one. Maybe I could do that more.
I’m just afraid if it drew outside my own authentic set of desires people would feel the disconnect. I think in this huge Lit universe there must be someone who draws non-hetero images. Thank you for asking.
 
The reason I stay with a he and a she is that those are within my experience. I try to stay with things I have a feeling connection with, although I know that limits my reach. I wish I could please all people but I can’t. If I drew gay or bi images I wouldn’t be able to relate to my subject and I think that would show. I do try to keep some images open-ended…not necessarily have a hetero story to go with it. Maybe I could do that more.
I’m just afraid if it drew outside my own authentic set of desires people would feel the disconnect. I think in this huge Lit universe there must be someone who draws non-hetero images. Thank you for asking.
That makes a lot od sense. That's probably why your art has such authenticity.
 
She started things innocently enough, entering the room with a lilac scarf she held stretched out with both hands. He sat in the chair, naked, and watched. She came toward him; he stirred. She stood directly in front of him and noticed how he You_Doodle_2023-12-10T02_26_53Z.jpegbegan to thicken.
 
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I’m just afraid if it drew outside my own authentic set of desires people would feel the disconnect.

I have felt the same thing in my written work. I've created quite a few stories including things that I am not personally interested in, and it requires a ton of extra research to get it right, and even then it doesn't feel quite as authentic. It's much harder than people might realize to capture that essence of what makes something truly arousing if the creator/artist isn't feeling it themselves. Not impossible, but also probably not worth the effort.

You keep doing your own thing. 💙 It's working!
 
I have felt the same thing in my written work. I've created quite a few stories including things that I am not personally interested in, and it requires a ton of extra research to get it right, and even then it doesn't feel quite as authentic. It's much harder than people might realize to capture that essence of what makes something truly arousing if the creator/artist isn't feeling it themselves. Not impossible, but also probably not worth the effort.

You keep doing your own thing. 💙 It's working!
Yes, it’s like the “material”, the feelings, the “knowings” one needs to create something erotic are stored in the creator’s body. If they haven’t been felt, or at least desired, it’s a lot of work to put into what’s nothing more than a guessing game. Not good for anyone.
 
You_Doodle_2023-12-11T22_40_06Z.jpegWhat they lacked in symmetry was more than made up for by their dinner plate sized areolae, their assertive nipples and the pendulous way they swung over his face like low hanging fruit.
 
You_Doodle_2023-12-12T22_22_25Z Small.pngAt some point I become you or you become me or we both become each other and then the mind stops… we are one.
 
What would you like to do to this guy? Nibble his tip with your lips? Tongue his hood where it buttons at his throat? Slide his shaft with your fingers up and down, up and down? Silky strokes, soft at first. Silky strokes, did he jerk? Did he twitch? Lick some more, eat his head, lick him wetter, lick him better wetter better You_Doodle_2023-12-13T02_12_18Z.jpegquick light strokes. Quick light strokes, lighter faster lighter faster lighter faster lick lick lick quick lick quick lick flick flick lick fuck his head fuck his head fuck his head eat it all eat it eat it ahhhhhhhh…. So fucking good fuck fucking good Ahhhhhh…..
Fuck.
Yum.
 
What would you like to do to this guy? Nibble his tip with your lips? Tongue his hood where it buttons at his throat? Slide his shaft with your fingers up and down, up and down? Silky strokes, soft at first. Silky strokes, did he jerk? Did he twitch? Lick some more, eat his head, lick him wetter, lick him better wetter better View attachment 2296179quick light strokes. Quick light strokes, lighter faster lighter faster lighter faster lick lick lick quick lick quick lick flick flick lick fuck his head fuck his head fuck his head eat it all eat it eat it ahhhhhhhh…. So fucking good fuck fucking good Ahhhhhh…..
Fuck.
Yum.
I need a cigarette
 
What would you like to do to this guy? Nibble his tip with your lips? Tongue his hood where it buttons at his throat? Slide his shaft with your fingers up and down, up and down? Silky strokes, soft at first. Silky strokes, did he jerk? Did he twitch? Lick some more, eat his head, lick him wetter, lick him better wetter better View attachment 2296179quick light strokes. Quick light strokes, lighter faster lighter faster lighter faster lick lick lick quick lick quick lick flick flick lick fuck his head fuck his head fuck his head eat it all eat it eat it ahhhhhhhh…. So fucking good fuck fucking good Ahhhhhh…..
Fuck.
Yum.
Wow!! This is a true description of one way i love to suck cock. That silky feel of the cock flesh against my fingertips and my tongue is a tactile sensation that is hard to describe. The cock is such a wonderful organ and im obsessed by them. Ive never been influenced by art but her work makes me drool and long for one.
 
She knew she could never have him; not even once. She imagined the first touch of her tongue to his beautiful tip. That first deeply intimate kiss. God how she ached for him. View attachment 2295642
The voyeur peered through the window. A fantasy of a fantasy. He could see her thoughts of this vision. Her tongue dancing around her lips as she played with her pussy. He knew he couldnt have her either but wanted to give her a real cock to suck. And then as he touched himself he imagined that delicious cock on her lips. What that cock would taste like and how delicious her juices would taste mixed with his precum. He stroked harder watching her masturbate. Somehow they imagined the same cock dancing around their lips. Peering through the window he then watched her create her painting. She never knew he was peering in on her. When he saw her images on the canvas he couldnt believe he had imagined her own fantasy. His cock turning purple just like in her other paintings. Is it possible she was fantasizing about his own cock? She might have caught him peering in but he never knew it.
 
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