Thursday, December 31, 2009

UPD8 12.31.01 Instigator #20 Cover


Just received an email from Instigator Magazine Editor Thorn, expressing great interest in Flix for the Cover of Instigator #20! Here's to a Happy New Year!

Wednesday, December 30, 2009

UPD8 12.30.09 PHILES

Lewd Philes

Check out the NEW "LEWD PHILES" Gallery Featuring Madame Petra @ www.lewdlife.com

Keep tuning in for More updates on Castings, Casting Photos & New Art!

Tuesday, December 1, 2009


A Few Pages from the No Parking Comic Book
Just a sample of the collection of Photographic Novellas Coming To you From Lewdlife.

Copyright: Damian Lewd

Thursday, November 12, 2009

DUDES ON DISPLAY: materbator


U.S.A. : Washington : Seattle

build: Slim
height: 1.73m (5' 8")
weight: 58Kg (127lb)
waist: 74cm (29")
body hair: Naturally Smooth
facial hair: Clean-Shaven
cock size: Large
his cock is: Cut
preferred role: Bottom
interests: Muscle worship, Email/chat, Leather, Groups.
practice safer sex: When appropriate

"Taken, just looking around at all the big dicked tops."

This Hot boy will be visiting NYC and possibly w. his hot bf They're down for a shoot so let's keep our fingers crossed kids!

Tuesday, November 3, 2009

Lewd Life Party

Thanks to all you hot boys and Deviant Daddies that came out to the last Lewdlife Fuck N Flix Party!
I'll have some photos posted shortly.


Saturday, October 31, 2009


dfwplay 4 Finger Sound

STORY @ 11

Wednesday, October 28, 2009

DUDES ON DISPLAY: User ID Removed on Request

User ID Removed @UserRequest

30 y/o
U.S.A. : New York : Brooklyn
profile id: Removed on Request
build: Defined
height: 1.70m (5' 7")
weight: 77Kg (170lb)

waist: 81cm (32")
chest: 112cm (44")
body hair: Quite hairy
facial hair: Beard
ethnicity: Caucasian
cock size: Large
his cock is: Cut
piercings: Ears, Upper Body, Lower Body.
tattoos: None
preferred role: Vers. Bottom
interests: Underwear, Muscle worship, Email/chat, Role play, S&M, Leather, Fetish, Sportswear, Groups.
practice safer sex:When appropriate
last here: 26 Oct 2009

I've been hunting this little rabbit for about 8 seasons now and for one reason or another he's eluded my lens. I've sent of another request to see where we stand.


Monday, October 26, 2009



31 y/o§
U.S.A. : New York : New York
profile id: 488782

build: Muscular
height: 1.80m (5' 11")
weight: 91Kg (200lb)
body hair: Naturally Smooth
facial hair: Beard
ethnicity: Caucasian
cock size: Large
his cock is: Cut
piercings: Ears.
tattoos: One
preferred role: Top
interests: Underwear, Muscle worship, Email/chat, Role play, S&M, Leather, Fetish, Sportswear, Groups.
practice safer sex:When appropriate

"Charming, funny, clean, easy- going TOP guy here who loves to have fun with hot similar men. Big dicked, furry bottoms a huge ++++, but I have an appetite for all and any good looking guys with no drama. Hit me up."

I can't imagine who wouldn't want to photograph this ABSOLUTE STUD! I was checking out my Dudes list and there he was. I saw him and remembered how fucking hot he is, so I hit him up and put in a request.
Let's hope his reply is yes!

DUDES ON DISPLAY: astoriacub1

Dudes On Display is A Profile of Profiles of Guys I'd either like to Photograph, Fuck, Suck, Serve, Service or just plain like. Think of it as a digital dick wish list of the guys on the sites I visit for various motives.

37 y/o
U.S.A. : New York : New York
profile id: 483704
build: Stocky
height: 1.70m (5' 7")
weight: 77Kg (170lb)

waist: 84cm (33")
body hair: Some Hair
facial hair: Beard
ethnicity: Caucasian
cock size: Large
his cock is: Cut
piercings: Upper Body.
tattoos: One
preferred role: Vers. Top
interests: Underwear, Muscle worship, Email/chat, Web cam, Groups.
practice safer sex:Always

"Laid back, intelligent, curious cub looking for furry friends, fuck buddies, dating or whatever."
This adorable cub caught my attention on DN with is warm eyes and his stunning smile. I immediately gave me wood and I knew I had to photograph him. I'd seen him online and
already hot listed him. I played it cool and threw it out there. I was fortunate to have him come by for a test this weekend. He was much hotter in person. His profile photos don't do him justice. He was sweet sexy uninhibited and has beautiful cock too! His profile pics also did not do his cock justice either. Our session ran long and another model showed up early and WOW did I ever get ever thing I hoped for and more.
There a great chemistry which resulted in an incredible scene, and I got all err, most of it on film! I will update this blog to include a few prick teasers later.

In case you were wondering, Here's how it happened
09 Oct 2009, 19:53

astoriacub1: Hey stud
19 Oct 2009, 14:34

damianLewd: Hey buddy damn! So what do you think about me you and some photos?
19 Oct 2009, 14:47

astoriacub1: I'm totally game doing pics with you. absolutely.

19 Oct 2009, 15:08DamianLewd: Hey booking tests for this week!Thurs: after 2pm
Fri:after 12n


19 Oct 2009, 15:12
astoriacub1: just texted you. m

19 Oct 2009, 15:14

DamianLewd: awesome

19 Oct 2009, 15:14
DamianLewd: sexy fucking stud!

19 Oct 2009, 15:29

astoriacub1: u too man. look forward to taking my clothes off for you.

19 Oct 2009, 15:35
DamianLewd: me 2
are you avail this week?

19 Oct 2009, 15:37
astoriacub1: tomorrow night, Wed night and T

hurs night. Sunday all day. I get home from work around CENSORED.

19 Oct 2009, 15:38

DamianLewd: 8pm on Thurs Work or Sunday 2pm

19 Oct 2009, 15:40
astoriacub1: let's do sunday at 2. I'll be a little more relaxed and I'll have

as =much time as you need. What are you planning on doing?

19 Oct 2009, 15:52

19Oct 2009, 15:54

astoriacub1: that's cool. pics and CENSORED is what I would like.

19 Oct 2009, 16:04


19 Oct 2009, 16:05
astoriacub1: gggrrr....I'm looking forward. I've jacked off to your pics a couple of times. The blue speedo pic is hot

Take note kids... Flattery will get you every where or at least in to my pants!If you're lucky.


Sunday, October 25, 2009


The internet is awash with profiles. For every member site you visit you have to create a user profile. Apparently, Profiles make the World Wide Web go round. Dudes On Display is A P
rofile of Profiles of Guys I'd either like to Photograph, Fuck, Suck, Serve, Service or just plain like. Think of it as a digital dick wish list of the guys on the sites I visit for various motives.
U.S.A. : New York : New York
profile id: 505653
build: Defined
height: 1.73m (5' 8")
weight: 70Kg (155lb)
waist: 74cm (29")
body hair: Some Hair
facial hair: Stubble
ethnicity: Caucasian
cock size: Medium
his cock is: Cut
piercings: Upper Body.
tattoos: One
preferred role: Vers. Bottom
interests: Muscle worship, Email/chat, S&M, Leather, Fetish, Sportswear, Groups.
practice safer sex:Always
last here: 22 Oct 2009

"Not looking to hookup - just cool, laid back guys to hang with."

I found this sexy laid back dude on DN. We chatted for about a year before we actually were able make our schedules meet. I finally got him over for a test Yesterday! He was great to work with, very open and basically let me do what ever I wanted. I was so pleased I didn't want our session to end. I wanted to keep him there, bound on the hard wood floor to use for my pleasure. But that would be rape, kidnapping and a host of other charges I'm not ready to face so we booked another appointment instead. Not bad to look at either, his shots came out H O T! I've so many more things I want to do with him I don't know where to start! I'm looking forward to doing more work with him. Thinking about it is giving me a chubber.
So American Apparel.

Monday, September 21, 2009


Do You Live on PERV ST?

A couple years ago a friend of mine, who would be unhappy if I didn't mention he was the executive director of his company, interviewed and hired a bright young assistant. She was cool, we'd always chat when I stopped by his office. We talked about life & relationships, general office chatter. During one of these chats the issue of what it takes to have a successful relationship arose. She states "OH, you have to live on PEV ST".

We looked at her our faces blank.
She repeated

"PEV ST, You have to live on PEV ST. It's an acronym... the required elements to achieve & maintain a successful relationship. Put them together and you get PEV ST. "

•Physical attraction
•Emotional availability
•Values in common
•Social comparability

Well we @ just over 30 had yet one more thing to be jealous envy of of this cleaver youth, besides her youth.

"I came up with it one night with some of my girlfriends"

The beautiful simplicity of it. It's the kind of thing that makes you think "Why didn't I think of that?" Then I noticed PEV ST was a bit incomplete. I made only one augmentation to arrive to at a little cul-de-sac called PERV ST.

•Physical attraction
•Emotional availability
•Values in common
•Social compatibility

Long story short, the bright young lady didn't last long. I don't even remember her name but every time I meet a guy I digg, consider a relationship or a friend seeks relationship advice I think of her @ ask the question... Do you live on PERV ST?

Tuesday, September 8, 2009




Friday, September 4, 2009

Nobody - Part 1

Nobody - Part 1

I should never have stayed talking to Him in the bar that night I lost my job, and certainly should not have borrowed money – at least not from Him. But the current credit crunch, with rising debts, outgoings and expenses soaring, had left me destitute. Losing my job at the bank was the final straw and there seemed no where to turn.

I had seen Him several times in bars and clubs over the past months, in my home town and when away on business trips. He always seemed to be there, sitting at the bar and raising his glass when he caught my eye. Not that I minded or even thought it odd that He should be there. I travelled extensively with my work and just assumed that He was another traveller – alone in a strange city.

And why should I object to the attentions of this six foot three brick shit house of a man, with a goatee, cropped dark hair and the most piercing blue eyes I had ever seen? His was a body and face to make Tom’s Men seem insignificant. He was always in leather jeans, or chaps with a skin tight black tee-shirt that hid nothing and revealed every ripple on His body plus two large heavily ringed nipples.

Now I have had a think for pierced men for many years and whilst I had a couple of tats, had never plucked up enough courage for rings – but a Daddy with heavy piercings was another matter.

These regular ‘meetings’ eventually lead to a ‘Hi’ and before long, conversation. Being away from home, with a new acquaintance and a few beers, it was easy for me to talk about my life, my likes, desires and fantasies. The fact that I built up both my experience and my fantasies was not an issue - they were my fantasies. Little did I know the trouble this would get me into.

Whenever I was in a bar or club, He was always there, and from our developing conversations it was clear that He was interested in my experiences in life, work and relationships but whenever I asked a question, especially plucking up courage to ask about our regular pattern of meeting, He just smiled.

And nothing else happened.

At least, not at that time.

Let me tell you a little more about me at that time – name of Jim, 36 years old, five ten with a good shaved body (gym three times a week) and short, but not cropped, blond hair. As I said, Ii had a couple of tats – one on my arse and one in the small of my back – but had always dreamt of extensive ink work and body modifications. Indeed, when I wanked off, and yes I did so several times a day even in the bog at work, Ii always fantasised about Him and how I would like to submit to Him and let Him change me as He would see fit…..

With my boyish looks and tight body (with a goatee when on holiday, since my company did not favour facial hair and I was The Corporate Man) Ii know that I attracted admiring glances when in a bar, and my then boy friend used to enjoy this attention, too.

My troubles really started with the bank going into receivership and me not only losing my employment but my vastly subsidised lifestyle – mortgage, cars, loans for designer clothes, and expensive holidays around the globe and eating out in top restaurants several times a week – who wants to cook when there was someone else much better to do it? However, given the situation i felt that if we really cut back on all expenditure, let the cars go and looked for a smaller place to live we might, just, be able to get things sorted. After all, with a decent degree, a good track record in banking and finance and, living centrally there had to be jobs out there and we had no need of a car to get around.

The boy friend had other thoughts and stated that he was not prepared to subsidize me; after I had put him through school and paid for acting lessons and gym membership for the past few years and included him in everything I did. That evening he moved out, taking many of the paintings and ornaments – ‘before the bailiffs get them!’ . Bastard.

So, left in a waterside apartment with fantastic views, what was I to do?

Friday night. So let’s go out and get laid. It helped. When I entered the club the first person I saw was Him – raising a glass and indicating for me to join Him. Within minutes my whole story was out. He nodded and listened. “So what would you do to get out of this situation…?”

“Anything”, I replied, and I think that answer sealed my fate.

Telling me that He would be in contact to discuss employment options (and I still had no idea what line of business He was in) I gave Him my address, phone number, email and employer’s name and address. Feeling somewhat relieved that I had some hope, I went home early, not even remotely interested in sex.

A week past – creditors’ letters were starting to pile up and while my land line had been cut off, my mobile never stopped ringing (couldn’t turn it off in case He called) – people hassling for repayment of loans. Had I really been that profligate?

Friday night again – and I dare not go out for fear of the four thugs that had all week been hanging around the entrance to the apartment block, obviously watching my movements and when the apartment would be empty so that the landlord or creditors could take possession.

The door bell rang. Not expecting anyone, I checked on the screen and saw Him. ‘OK, He’s probably coming to discuss my employment,” and I slipped the catch.

He entered, with a small balding man in a dark suit, carrying a briefcase. Seeing Him in my hallway was more impressive that in the club, and the contrast between the two men could not have been greater. “Right, down to business. You need a way out and funds, and I have brought my lawyer to go walk you through your employment contract. Your troubles end tonight”.

The layer removed a thick wad of papers from his briefcase. “Sign where indicated”, was all he said.

Starting to read the contract, it was suddenly snatched from my hands by Him. “If you want to have your financial troubles sorted there is no need to read this – just sign. Should you want to go through in detail we call a halt to our arrangement now’.

What choice did I have – this was my salvation. I signed – what I thought would be once, but as the lawyer turned pages, Ii was signing at least every third page. When I had finished, both the lawyer and He added their signatures to the last page.

Legalities completed, the lawyer packed up his case and left. He did not shut the door behind him and the four thugs that I had previously seen hanging around outside burst in, locking the door behind them.

‘What the fuck……’ was all I could manage before Iwas hit hard across the face and in the stomach.

Nobody - Part 1ORIGINAL TEXT BY: ss575758 on BNSKIN.COM (2008)

Nobody - Part 2

Nobody - Part 2

My mouth was bleeding and I could feel that a few of the expensive crowns were lose, but had no time to consider this since without a word I was grabbed and thrown across my dining table – where I had just signed my employment contract. Straps were produced, binding me to each leg and a ball gag was roughly pushed into my mouth so that I could taste more blood.

He just watched. Without a word, he took a knife and slowly and painstakingly cut through my jeans, belt, and tee shirt, before slitting my jock and leaving me naked and bound to the table – helpless.

‘That’s better. I have waited a long time to see your body and to have you where I want you.’

My mind raced; what was going to happen. Never have I been so scared, and yet my dick stood to attention and was harder than it had ever been.

‘Good, I can see that you are in agreement that this is what you want. Now let me explain’, and with that he nodded to the thugs who stood to attention at each corner of the table, He then pulled a chair up so that he was sitting between my legs – His face level with my dick.

‘I have been watching you for many months both on your business trips and via the websites that you have accessed. And my, haven’t you found some interesting and perverse ones? From these and the on-line conversations that you have had with many Masters - actually all Me – I have a good understanding of how your mind works and what you really want from life.

‘Don’t think that our meetings were accidental. You have been under constant surveillance and observation for the past twelve months and there is nothing about you past life, family, friends or employment that I do not know. You can hide nothing from me.

‘You are what I am searching for and your employment with me will take you deep into your inner most thoughts and desires. There is no way out and no resignation or dismissal, in the traditional sense, possible’.

I tried to struggle but the straps were two tight and all that I could do was mumble into the gag.

‘Now don’t struggle, there really is no use, and my team will not hesitate to damage and hurt you if you do not comply. To them you are nothing, a nobody.

‘I am going to ask you a series of questions, a test, to establish the absolute limit of your desires. I believe that a true masochist with a deep-down need to be hurt will be turned on irrespective of what its verbal answer may be. You will not be able to hide away behind a “no”. If you are true to the person I believe you to be, your new life will begin. If I see that what I am offering is not what you want, deep down, I will release you and provide you with sufficient funds to settle all your outstanding debts and start a new life. I think that you will agree that his is fair.

When He said this it made my dick go hard. As hard as it was for me to admit to myself my true desires, let alone actually tell them to someone, I also knew that tied naked to the table I would not be able to fool him: my dick never lied.

He remained silent and as the silence lengthened, my erection subsided.

‘Let me explain. As from Midnight, I have assumed all your debts, loans and redeemed your mortgage. All that you had is now my property and you have signed away all rights to me.

‘This contract will be filmed so that there is no way out.’ And with that one of the thugs switched on a small camera and set me into the viewfinder.
‘First question. Do you want to also be my property?’ He asked slowly and methodically, his eyes fixed directly upon mine, and then slowly looking downward towards my crotch.
As He said this Ii thought, ‘Property? No way am I property; I am a free man!’, but found myself unable to control my dick. Slowly it lifted up and away from my ball sac, rising towards Him. He smiled approvingly, then fell silent and waited for my erection to subside.
When I was flaccid again He continued, speaking each word carefully and slowly with his deepest voice.
‘Do you want to be kidnapped, removed and separated from your current life to live as my Slave twenty-four hours a day, seven days a week?’
Before He had even finished asking the question, my dick had become engorged once again and stood erect. I could feel the beat of my heart racing, filling it up. Then again, silence.
‘Do you want to be tattooed?’ Again my dick responded without hesitation.
Over many hours the questioning continued as before. After each question He waited before proceeding to the next. And with each question He drew my affirmative response.
‘Do you want to be pierced including tongue, nose, nipples and dick, freely according to my wishes?
‘Do you want to be marked permanently to identify you as my property?
‘Do you want to be modified in any way that I see fit that will bring pleasure to me and my customers?
‘Do you want to be visibly tattooed including hands, face, head and scalp, with whatever I want, including but not limited to overtly homoerotic images and tribal designs?
‘Do you want wear my permanent steel collar and be cuffed and chained to sleep in your cage at night?
‘Do you want to be displayed in public and on websites?
‘Do you want to serve anyone that I wish you to, with no limits and no choice, no matter how perverse or extreme their taste?’
By the time that He seemed to have finished his list of questions, I realised that I had agreed, well, my dick had agreed, to possibly everything that he could conceivably do to me.

He then walked to stand directly in front of me, his legs spread apart, removing his tee shirt, standing in his jeans, chaps and heavy black motorcycle boots. I couldn't look away and stared at the black tribal tattoos that covered his entire chest and torso. The thick metal rings hung from his nipples. He looked down, grinning and said: "Just one last question. Do you want to begin being my slave starting now?"

I had expected that question and was trying to think of anything that would cause me to lose my hard-on. Yes, I had fantasized about being a slave and being tattooed but wanted to scream out ‘No!’ He knew everything now and there was nothing that I could do. My darkest secrets were out, ones that Ii had hid from myself for many years. Silently I was cursing myself for having spoken with Him and cursing my dick for betraying my desires. Being in bondage, naked and gagged turned me on, so when He looked at my dick, try as I might, my own body betrayed me again as my dick went hard.

‘I knew that would be your answer and the video is a witness to our contract.
‘You are my property now. You will do as I wish when I wish with no question or hesitation. I will modify you, use you and change you as I so decide. And be warned, I will not tolerate any disobedience. So there is no mistake about, there is no going back. It's time to close your past life’.

With that he nodded to the thugs; two went into my bedroom and I could hear them rummaging in my closets and drawers. One went though my desk and laptop whilst another searched cupboards.

Each returned with piles of clothes, shoes, papers and documents, files and photographs: a huge pile was forming in the centre of my room. ‘What the fuck were they doing with my things?’

‘In case you wonder,’ He said, ‘we are taking your past life and will destroy what there is so that you start anew’. He took my passport and birth certificate and tore them up in front of me and threw them onto the ever expanding pile.
A thug gave him my address book and a print out of all my contacts from my pc.

‘Good, I think that we are done. Prepare him’.

I felt a tourniquet being tightened on my right arm and a prick. Suddenly, as it was released, my whole body glowed and slowly I began to drift into an induced sleep.

Nobody - Part 2 Original posted By ss575758(2009) on BNSKIN.COM

Wednesday, September 2, 2009




Adult Model Release

In consideration of my engagement as a model, upon the terms herewith stated, I hereby give to photographer’s name goes here his/her heirs, legal representatives and assigns, those for whom photographer’s name goes here is acting, and those acting with his/her authority and permission:

a) the unrestricted right and permission to copyright and use, re-use, publish, and republish photographic portraits or pictures of me or in which I may be included intact or in part, composite or distorted in character or form, without restriction as to changes or transformations in conjunction with my own or a fictitious name, or reproduction hereof in color or otherwise, made through any and all media now or hereafter known for illustration, art, promotion, advertising, trade, or any other purpose whatsoever.

b) I also permit the use of any printed material in connection therewith.

c) I hereby relinquish any right that I may have to examine or approve the completed product or products or the advertising copy or printed matter that may be used in conjunction therewith or the use to which it may be applied.

d) I hereby release, discharge and agree to save harmless [photographer], his/her heirs, legal representatives or assigns, and all persons functioning under his/her permission or authority, or those for whom he/she is functioning, from any liability by virtue of any blurring, distortion, alteration, optical illusion, or use in composite form whether intentional or otherwise, that may occur or be produced in the taking of said picture or in any subsequent processing thereof, as well as any publication thereof, including without limitation any claims for libel or invasion of privacy.

e) I hereby affirm that I am over the age of majority and have the right to contract in my own name. I have read the above authorization, release and agreement, prior to its execution; I fully understand the contents thereof. This agreement shall be binding upon me and my heirs, legal representatives and assigns.

Dated: _____________________________________







Thursday, August 20, 2009


Foreskin Restoration

About a year ago I was home watching TV when I came across a program on Showtime that caught my attention, Pen and Tellers Bullshit. I had never seen the show but was aware of who they were so I let it roll for a minute. The premise of the show is these two guys
Penn & Teller, do investigatory reports on various topics. The topic of this episode was circumcision, a procedure I am opposed to. My interest peaked when the topic of foreskin restoration was introduced. I am circumcised and around the age of 7-13 OK 7 I was already sucking cock by then. I began realizing something was missing and have since become increasingly dissatisfied with the fact. My family is not of the US so "it" didnt resemble any of the others I felt lucky enough to have glimpsed. So what's a guy to do when he's been snipped and it's 7 and 13 years later then 20? I always thought not much outside of drastic expensive surgery. So I settled into my life joining the ranks if the other millions of mutilated men. Apparently, I thought wrong. Tugging is the process of tugging or stretching the skin of the penis by witch the foreskin can not be restored but replicated. The excess skin functions the same as the foreskin. Minus much of the sensitivity. Still, much sensitivity can be restored. I know it sounds crazy but apparently this works. There are support groups comprised of both str8 and gay men who have undergone and are undergoing the process. There are also an assortment of devices designed to assist in the process. One such device are Foreballs, a weighty device that resembles a miniture dumbell. One rests against the head of your cock and the skin pulled over. The skin is then taped to the bar and the other "bell" produces our "tugging"as it hangs. Another device is the Tugger. It works on a similar concept as the Foreballs. Most of these products are available via mail order and cost between $120-$200.

I began the tugging process some time last year (about 9 months ago) and have gotten visible results. Even without a committed daily regimine. I mainly use the manual method at least twice a week for 15-30 minutes. Thirty min to an hour if possible. Pretty easily done considering I usually spend at least that much time beating off daily. Over all tugging is simple inexpensive and relatively painless just remember to get
surgical tape if your're taping and moisturization is important for a healthy stretch. I have recently incorporated occasional pumping into my process. It helps loosen and stretch the skin. My ultimate goal is to have foreskin that covers the head of my hard cock. I'll keep you posted.

For more in depth discussion on
Foreskin restoration and tugging I'll provide links later but for now you can google key words FORESKIN RESTORATION. (MAKE SURE YOUR GOOGLE SETTINGS DO NOT FILTER YOUR RESULTS.

NORM: SUPPORT GROUP w/ lots of great in depth information & links.


Foreballs: PRODUCT

Friday, August 14, 2009

Tuesday, August 11, 2009

Fuck Him Blogged by Drub Skin


August 9, 2009

Fuck Him

Filed under: Footware, Random, Sexy — Drub @ 4:54 pm

He comes over in plaster caked jeans, those big brown steel toe boots, and that thin t-shirt that clings to his torso like a second skin. There’s a V-shaped sweat stain down the front of the grey t-shirt, and two on the pits that run down his sides. The name of the business has rubbed off so all you can really see is the word “Interiors”. I met him through my website. Sometimes having dirty art out there has it’s fringe benefits.

“Sorry I’m so sweaty, but I know you like that, ” he says with that shit-eating grin.

I just push the side of my mouth out with my tongue, half smile and grunt. He walks past me, down the hall and into my bedroom. I shut the door behind us kicking off my Kansas City Wizards shorts watching him kick off those big boots revealing those wide meaty socked feet and I go stiff. He sees what I’m looking at as he pulls off his dusty jeans and grabs the tops of his tube socks and pulls them tight up to his knees showing me the dirty, sweaty wide bottoms. Again that toothy grin. I grab his foot in my hands and push it to my face.

“Yeeeah!” He cheers me on, “Day 4 of wear. I guess I don’t have to ask you what you think.” He swats at my dick with his meaty paw and I flinch.

“You’re going to pay for that.”

He’s a good foot taller than me and probably works out just a little too much for my liking. He’s big. His feet are big. His dick is big. His mouth is big. He’s a scruffy, unshaven, sweaty, with this long bit of chin scruff. He tugs on his dick as he watches me lick and suck the sweat out of his socked toes and then grabs for the lube and lubes up his cock and starts plunging a finger up his ass.

“You weren’t kidding when you said you wanted it bad, huh?”

“Can you tell?” Grinning at me with his legs in the air and 3 fingers now jammed up his crack. “You’re mohawk looks hot dude.”

If I had a quarter for every time I heard that I’d be rolling in it. I grab a condom and slide it on and slather my length with lube. With his 3 fingers in there I push inside of him with both of us hammering away at his hole. He lets out this sound, which is kind of like a donkey but with his furrowed brow and chin fuzz, it makes him look like a goat with a monkey’s face.

“Slut.” I say flatly and I pound away, pulling my face out from his feet cupped in my face.


“Yeah,” I say forcefully. “You know you are. You love cock up your ass. You told me yourself. You crave dick. My dick!”

“Yeah?” he probingly asks again, hoping for more of my dirty talk.

“Fag. Faggot. Sissy. Pussy. Cunt.” I spell each one out for him and punctuate it with a hard thrust of my shaft.

“More. More!” He begs me and then he does this weird thing. He reaches behind me with his long monkey arms and pushes two really greasy fingers up my butt. I give him a smirk and bite my lip. He wiggles his eyebrows at me and I start laughing.

“Dirty. Fuckin’. Pig. Fuckin’. Nasty. Sweaty. Stinking. PIG. Rotten. Little. Fuckhole. Sicko. Pervert.”

“YES!” He throws his bald head back on the bed. “Yes! Yes! More! Look!” He shows me his big veiny uncut dick slapping it against his stomach leaving little strings of pre-cum. He lubes up some more and then this time reaches from between my legs this time and pushes 3 fingers in me.

“You little fucker!” I jackhammer his ass and he throws his head back again lets out this long howling grunt.

“Takes one to know one. I could probably put my big thick hand in you, you whore!”

“Keep that up and I’ll rip my cock out and replace it with my forearm!”

“No way,” he squealed.

I pulled out and his pucker drooled lube and winked. I grabbed his calf and in one swift movement, flipped him over onto all fours.


I grabbed my gloves and popped the lid to a brand new can of Crisco, scooping out a nice big ball of it to push inside this fuckers greedy little hole and then coated my hand and forearm. He looked back at me and said ’shit’ under his breath. His hole opened up so easy for that semi-soft ball of lard so I gave him another. The bastard is going to eat my arm.

Two fingers, three and then four went in so easy. I pumped my gooey fingers in and out of him and stealthily popped the thumb into my palm and began to fuck him on it. He kept rocking back on my hand getting used to it, or so I thought, and the whole hand goes in!

“Oh my god! How many fingers??”

“Um… all of them?”

“All? Like what?”

“My hand is up your ass, dude!”

“Oh sweet!! I’ve never gotten this much at once!”

I laugh knowing he’s probably taken some big things up there. So I let the pig bounce around on my hand and wrist, watching him gleefully take it and he sweetly reaches back and greases up my dick looking at my face as I watch him pig out on my arm.

“What?” I ask him.

“What time is it?” he asks me.

“Almost 7. Why?”

“Shit. Pull out. Shit. SHIT! SHIT!”

I do and ask him what’s wrong. He avoids the question and asks me to get him a towel, he has to shower. So he does, gets dressed and as I walk him to the door I ask if he’s ok. I clean up a little and put my shorts back on.

“Yeah. Yeah,” He assures me and then kisses me hard on the mouth with tongue, “I’m late is all. I have to go home, it’s me and my wife’s 6th anniversary.”

I stand there watching him from the door with my mouth wide open, getting into his big white truck, waving and smiling and then drives away.

You little fucker. I hope you read this.


Monday, August 10, 2009



Lewdlife spawns from of the mind of New York Photographer & Graphic Artist Damian Lewd.

The Key is Artistic Expression, part Documentary part Fantasy lewdlife Includes Nudes Fetish BDSM Life style and Other Ideas & Concepts Otherwise Considered "LEWD" when compared to other Mainstream Artists.

Originally an artistic experiment that psychologically and sociologically contextualizes fetish in sometimes suggestive sometimes graphic imagery accompanied by Dictionary definitions. For example: The word Lewd (appears on the lewdlife.com web site splash page)

–adjective -er, -est.


preoccupied with exhibiting lustful desires.

inclined to, characterized by, or inciting to lust or lechery; lascivious.

obscene or indecent, as language or songs; salacious.

Lewdlife has come to represent just that. A fringe tribe spanning many different social and sub groups living outside of the boxes of social norms, going against the grain and brazen sexual freedom (or lack of, depending). We are bound by our "preoccupation with exhibiting lustful desires and our inclination to incite lust and lechery.