Groans in Public

Hey y'all.

Once again I cum to you from Twitter, bringing a bunch of public posts for y'all's enjoyment. This time, the topic is: 

Graham Went On Vacation (and brought back sketches and ideas):

First, here's my Vacation Announcement. Since, unlike on Patreon, I didn't schedule a bunch of content to keep my Twitter followers entertained, I created a piece that - hopefully - was pretty enough to keep their interest for the three weeks of my absence:

As you can see, I went fully prepared to having a good time.

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While hiking, I learned a couple of things about myself. Things that are true for hiking, but also for the rest of my life. Specifically:

I love going down. 

I know that 'going down' and 'getting up' are causally related, but: going down? Man, I love it.

I LOVE going down.

I could go down all day.

Like, you know, this:

(Back to the roots: pencil and ink, on paper. With only the teeniest digital glow-up afterwards.)

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Suddenly you encounter three strapping young hikers on the path.

You know the type: too cool to feel cold, to cocky for *your* own good.

What do you do?

(Pencil on paper, and photoshop on top of it.)

This drawing was also very much inspired by true events - me, wrapped in all of my hiking gear, huddled against the wall of a shelter, trying to hide from the cutting mountain wind, and these three jocks come bounding up the mountain, with not a care in the world but how cool they are. 

I was so annoyed. Annoyed and aroused. Annoused?

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The next drawing is, at the time I am writing this, NOT YET posted publicly, but it probably will be at some point.

I dunno if y'all are familiar with my OC Darius, a DND character I have living rent free in my head? He's a devil-like looking tiefling, so cute and pretty that an Archfey bought him from his circus, but so dumb that the Archfey quickly gave him some magic powers and dumped him onto a travelling group of adventurers, so Darius could ruin their days, not the archfey's. Oh, and also: he's a wanton sex-crazed fuck-puppy. 

Anyways, I spent quite a lot of time thinking about him and his adventures on my hikes up and down the mountainsides, so in the evenings, I drew him again:

(Pencil on paper, and then dump a load of Photoshop on top.)

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Which brings me to my last vacation-related drawing.

Imagine yourself in my place - a hiker, your head filled with horny thoughts, wandering up and down the mountains, and encountering over the course of a couple of days: 

a) a large group of swiss soldiers, at some form of military storage facility next to your parking spot - young, strapping, muscular; wearing their delightfully tight uniforms; a few of them working, sorting through stuff, but most of them standing around, chatting, rough-horsing, playing soccer, undressing to sunbathe just as you walk past... 

b) a deluge of a downpour, forcing you to take shelter against another military storage facility, somewhere in the woods - sadly without undressing soldiers in it.

c) dozens of attractive hikers, hunters, bulgy roadside construction workers

and d) a grizzly but handsome shepherd up in the mountains, stopping you as you walk past his hut, to chat you up, be nice and helpful, and to warn you about the dangers ahead of you, from wolves and guarddogs alike...

Maybe you, too, would dream up the following situation, and then dream yourself into it many nights in a row:

They were about to arm-wrestle for who'd bottom again when a hiker staggered into the lumberjacks' shelter, soaked and freezing from the storm outside. The big, hungry men knew with a few drinks in him, he'd gratefully help them all through the long, stormy night...

As a bonus - usually this kind of stuff is reserved for the WIP posts for higher tiers - I present y'all with the original sketch I did up in the mountains:

... and a closer look at the poster on the wall there:

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That's it, folks. That's all the vacation drawings I did this time around.

Got any favourites? Any questions? Horny musings? Let me know.

Take care,

Graham.