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  1. derblaue52

    TOM JONES

    Tom Jones was a staple illustrator for me in 80's -90's So different from the hunks of Tom of Finland and others. Jones was not as precise with drawing or anatomy. It was for me about his paint and making that come alive in these ferocious fauves.
  2. Teddybare

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    TOM of FINLAND
  3. Guest

    Tom of Finland - Kake 4

  4. Guest

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    Another by Tom of Finland?
  5. Ivatrinka

    Honcho September 1999

    Honcho September 1999 Vol. 22 No. 1 featuring Coverman Marcus Iron, Dan Dixon, Cobra, Tom of Finland's Page and many others. Published by Modernism Publications, Ltd.
  6. Ivatrinka

    Butch Issue 5

    Butch Issue 5: The Male Figure In Photo and Drawing. Published in 1966 by DSI Sales. "Physique" Magazine featuring art by Tom of Finland and models from different studios and photographers of the era.
  7. Guest

    Tom of Finland - Kake 3

    Tom of Finland - Kake Comic No. 3
  8. pyloxy

    TOM JONES

    These are fantastic. They have a life, and a movement about them which is absent from the meticulous statue-like images of Tom of Finland. I can't find anything about this artist online though. Is there a web page, a biography? Thank you anyway for this remarkable album.
  9. Justhere

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    Tom of Finland - come to life
  10. Guest

    Tom of Finland - Kake Comic No. 1

    Tom of Finland - Kake Comic No. 1 "The Intruder"
  11. Teddybare

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    TOM of FINLAND
  12. Teddybare

    brutos22789_TomOfFinland

    TOM OF FINLAND
  13. Teddybare

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    TOM OF FINLAND
  14. Teddybare

    brutos22788_TomOfFinland

    TOM of FINLAND
  15. xdxu

    The Look of Leather

    Tom of Finland 2022 Photo Contest - by Carlos Campos photo
  16. anthonyblakely041

    The Sensuality Of Man

    The Sensuality of men is as vast as the Oceans of the world ....always inventing and re-inventing itself to getting the maximum pleasure. Hopefully this section will present pleasure that will enhance your experience in maximum orgasmic performances. Hopefully you will remember things forgotten and enlightened you on things that could be....Just relax yourself into the Visuals of this section...let your imagination soar.....your heart pound out of your chest....and your cock shoot it's milk!!! I have been on this planet called Earth a long time, but I never seen anyone, other than myself do this self-fuck. And I 16 when I did it twice in that year. Check it out. Press the link below: https://www.pornhub.com/view_video.php?viewkey=65b921da8e27a This is one of the hottest men's feet fetish video on the web. Coming from from Finland. Take a look at this video. Just press the link below. https://www.pornhub.com/view_video.php?viewkey=ph63455f7edc6f5 I think when it comes to exercising and positioning, I have done this a few times and it was successful with me cumming and my partner cumming at the same time. Take a look. Just press the link. https://www.pornhub.com/view_video.php?viewkey=ph5c86670914fe5 Very very sensuous..... I thought you might like this video because it is about a couple of gay men, married to each other and just Decided to take their bedroom activities to the public, showing the Kama Sutra's 4 methods of producing milk. Take a look. Press the link below and enjoy! https://www.pornhub.com/view_video.php?viewkey=65823b2e1a16d This man decides to spill his milk while showing us his gorgeous feet. Take a look. Press the link below: https://www.pornhub.com/view_video.php?viewkey=ph62bee472861c1 My Latino Chilean husband wants you to drink his healing magical milk. Vanilla man cums while exposing his feet. https://www.pornhub.com/view_video.php?viewkey=65d3f392e924d This Chocolate man spills his milk for you....enough to satisfy your thirst. Press the link below and find out: https://www.pornhub.com/view_video.php?viewkey=ph63112a7dbd65a Sucking this muscle god's toes until he cums... please press the link below: https://www.pornhub.com/view_video.php?viewkey=ph62b02715cdc0b Ojoao1 is a Brown Sugar Man that has a large asshole which means he has had a lot of practice in having big 9 inch cocks up his ass to stretch out his hole, Thus explains the reasons he fuck the stick shift gear of his car and cum. Take a look. https://www.pornhub.com/view_video.php?viewkey=65af2caa6e1d8 This event happened yesterday. I haven't even watched it. I know I feel like I have done it. https://www.pornhub.com/view_video.php?viewkey=65ca244fb3b32 This guy gets his toes sucked. Take a look. Just press the link below. https://www.pornhub.com/view_video.php?viewkey=ph62fe0402471c4 One of the hottest sensuous fetishes to explode in the last 10 years is male feet fetish. So, here's a couple participating in this activity. Take a closer look. Press the link below. https://www.pornhub.com/view_video.php?viewkey=ph6205430cd9969 _________________________________ Tom Holland spilling his milk after he does the "Kama Sutra" method below. Take a look. Just press the link below. https://www.pornhub.com/view_video.php?viewkey=ph62e2d5bcdf6a2 He is so relaxed
  17. derblaue52

    The Erotic Art of Sadao Hasegawa

    From Japan comes the work of fabulous Sadao Hasegawa (1950 – 1999). Hasegawa’s work really is quite unique, he is a sort of Asian Tom of Finland. His art is both incredibly sexy and an amazing hybrid, influenced by major world cultures. His work is produced with superb technical skills, using fantastical settings with a nod to William Blake and incorporating Japanese, Indian, South-East Asian and African mythology. Focusing on the muscular male physique, Hasegawa often depicts bondage and SM themes, which, in the context of his stylized fantasy world, have a spiritual, even sacred intensity. I had some difficulty located images I could share here. Sadao Hasegawa was born in the Tōkai area of Japan in 1950. He was self-taught. In 1973, he had his first exhibition Sadao Hasegawa’s Alchemism-Meditation For 1973 in Tokyo, presenting paintings, collages, drawings and sculptures. In 1990, he published a book of his art, Sadao Hasegawa, still in print. Despite the attention to his work around the world, he refused offers to exhibit overseas, not wanting to distribute his works abroad. He traveled around Asia, especially to India, Bali and Thailand. The Hindu, Balinese and Siamese imagery reflects in his works with some of Indonesian and Thai words are written on to his works. He took his own life 1999 in Bangkok. In 2000, the Tokyo Naruyama Gallery exhibited his last works from a request of his family who found a will requesting a posthumous exhibition. A few days before his death, Hasegawa had lunch with his friend American artist John C. Goss. He showed Goss photos of his latest paintings, a series depicting nude, Hindu-inspired male deities. These works were the ones shown at the memorial exhibition, along with a final series of starkly disembodied and erect phalluses unlike anything else Hasegawa ever created. The only clues left at the scene of his death were a small piece of rope (he had asphyxiated himself using rope tied around a door knob) and a small stone on which he had painted a portrait of Yukio Mishima (1925 – 1970) the famous Japanese author, poet, playwright, actor, model, film director, and Japanese Nationalist. Hasegawa killed himself on the anniversary of Mishima’s own ritual suicide. BY STEPHEN RUTLEDGE
  18. jakester

    How Colt Broke My Heart

    That's right, talkin' about you, Jim French. You publish this series of pictures of lovers (so I read and I believe it's true with every fibre of my being) Rick Wolfmeir and Mike Betts. Okay, I'm back. Just had to go drink some water. And you promised, Jim, you PROMISED these were a mere draft, a rough cut, for a proposed movie featuring these two gods wrestling. Maybe to see who was stronger? Perhaps there'd be a certain amount of ripping of clothes? To find out who'd be king for a day? (As if we didn't all know and secretly pray) I was all set to pull out my credit card but it never happened. Because some things are just too good for this world. Over the years I've had to make do with this glimpse of what could have been. Repeatedly. And to judge by his unofficial portrait of these two, so did Tom of Finland.
  19. I don’t know how old I was when I first encountered pornographic material, but I do remember being very interested, deeply desiring to see more penises when I was being potty trained. I am the eldest of five children and my parents were attending college prior to my birth and two children later, or until I was eight. I remember my parents frequently going to the drive-in theaters and as a young child being fed soda pop and you know it doesn’t take much to get a little guy needing to pee. I remember the drive-ins had trough urinals. I’ve tried to find images of trough style urinals that resembled long narrow bath tubs that you would stand on either side of and see all the cocks, but I haven’t found anything beyond one sided wall trough urinals. My father would frequent the university swimming pools and take me along with him so I would get to enjoy the nude masculine form in the gang showers and locker rooms. My mother kept a lot of baroque era sculpture and painting art books in my bedroom that also doubled as her library. She believed up until I finally admitted to her just a couple years ago that my interest in these books wasn’t of an innocent nature. I do know that it was I who showed the boys in daycare porn through the baroque lens until the sitters caught on to what we were doing. I suspect that I may have walked in on restroom play in the times I was not accompanied by my father at the drive-ins or when I was tagging along to my parents college lectures as many sexually graphic fantasies and dreams I have had since I was at least seven if not earlier is of gloryholes, stall fucking, and locker room exhibitionism. My mother is a LDS Mormon and so I was raised in that environment. My mother was vigilant in checking on me multiple times in a night to verify that I was not touching myself. When caught I would get the dreaded lecture of “that is only for when you are married to a woman and that is a sacred organ that is not to be defiled by your self touching”. I warned my husband when we first started dating in late 2006 that I had these weird sleep behaviors that I had experienced since childhood in which I would wake up to masturbating myself, fisting myself, or stripping myself naked. I was horrified as a teenager that my mother would come in and find me sleeping in the nude or engaging in this touching behavior. I suspect that some of the sexsomnia behavior may have come to manifest itself from this stress of the dreaded snooping mother and lecture. I did do the age and developmentally appropriate sexual exploration with classmates on the playground, neighbor kids behind the bushes, with my younger brother, and my younger cousins but access to that came to a screeching halt when my family moved to my paternal grandparents’ beef ranch in the mountains of western Colorado forty miles north west of Aspen in late January 1989 when I was eight and a half. I had my brother but didn’t really do much after we moved to the ranch. Two months after I turned nine my maternal uncle got married in Logan, UT at the Mormon temple. On trip back to the ranch I began experiencing off and on what is termed a volvulus bowel obstruction. The small intestine essentially strangles itself by twisting over on itself and cutting off the blood supply. We stopped at my paternal grandparents’ home in Grand Junction, CO and my grandmother immediately recognized the family’s disease and advised my parents to take me to the hospital. My parents ignored her plea for two more weeks. We attended the US Citizenship ceremony for our Hispanic ranch hired hand at the Colorado Mountain College facility in Carbondale, CO on a Sunday and I began again to get the excruciating pains of the bowel obstruction at the ceremony. My father promised that we would go to the hospital on Monday if the pain didn’t subside. It didn’t but on Monday my father took the only working vehicle on the ranch to Grand Junction to report to my grandparents the status of the ranch business. My mother called my Cub Scout leader who lived in a trailer park about nine miles from the ranch to pick us up and take us to the hospital in Glenwood Springs. Glenwood Springs is about twenty miles from the ranch property. I arrived at the hospital at the right window of time for a pediatrician that was in the hospital that knew to order an exploratory surgery. Upon opening my abdominal cavity, the surgeon saw almost all of my small intestine was black. All but seven feet or one third of a normal adult’s small intestine was amputated along with my appendix. The physicians speculated that an earlier bowel surgery I had in infancy, intussusception, may have contributed to this volvulus episode along with an altered diet while travelling for my uncle’s wedding. It’s hard to say because my paternal great grandmother and several of her children all died from bowel obstructions including this same grandmother who had several episodes of it effecting both the small and large intestines. Here is a really good YouTube video on bowel obstructions https://youtu.be/FE0ySkS6KSI. In recovery from the surgery I was presented by the nursing staff with a life sized anatomically correct gendered doll to help me work through the psychological trauma of what I had been through. All I wanted was to have access to that damn doll without adult supervision but they wouldn’t allow it. Prior to the surgery I allowed all sorts of invasive tests and pokes and prods a child would normally throw a fit about because in that type of pain all that you can deal with is the pain and all other forms of pain or discomfort does not register. I was catheterized which I had experienced again right before the pandemic started when I visited a urologist to have my prostate scoped for possible scar tissue from this catheterization that happened in 1989 as I had been experiencing chronic pelvic floor pain immediately upon the catheter being removed and subsequently experiencing this pelvic floor pain at least once a week until a few weeks after the urologist referred me to a pelvic floor physical therapist. You never forget the feeling of something travelling in your urethra but when the urologist got to the bladder sphincter I just about came up off that examination chair. My siblings, a brother who is almost three years younger and the oldest of my three sisters who is almost five years younger both have said that my behavior changed not only in the physical interactions with them and the obvious slow down in play between siblings but also in that I was a different person after the surgery. I can confirm that this would be accurate because I did experience at least one if not several NDE, near death experience. Of what I remember of my NDE I did not see the universal path of light but remained on the hospital premises. I spoke to a woman in a black dress with a blue and green floral pattern in an area of the hospital grounds that at the time of my illness was closed to public access but upon the birth of my youngest sister in 1995 this area became accessible after the hospital did an expansion. I remember floating above my body in ICU, of seeing my paternal grandparents whom my parents said never came to the hospital room I was in, floating and exploring the hospital construction above the ceiling tiles as if there was light in these spaces, and of visiting various operating rooms including the maternity ward. After this experience I rejected everything that was Mormonism, and foolishly declared this to my mother at age 11. My father who is not Mormon but probably knows more about Mormonism than most members of the faith told me that I would have to abide by my mother’s religious demands until I was eighteen. Because of my father’s expertise on Mormonism my father was asked by the local clergy to teach various Sunday school classes. My mother was always about stepping out and doing things vicariously through her children, particularly me, that was not the ho-hum typical. My baptism had to be elaborate and different. I had the privilege of being dunked in the frigid waters of the Provo river. I had to do Cub Scouts and later Boy Scouts by threat of a belt whipping every day of the meetings if I didn’t comply with my mother’s demands. To save my mother’s reputation I went to the Boy Scout National Jamboree at Fort A.P. Hill, VA in 1993 and had to pay for it out of my own pocket even though I didn’t express a desire to attend. I contemplated running away during the trip to the east coast but ultimately rejected that idea out of fear of the unknown. One thing that I have fond memories of from the Jamboree was the plethora of cocks in the gang showers and locker rooms. During this trip I suppressed my masturbation. I had learned to masturbate from several sources that I pieced together from trips to Denver when my mother would go to the Mormon temple and I would accompany her to care for my infant middle sister, who is almost ten years younger but if you saw us together you might think we were the same age. As a treat at the end of our visit to Denver we would go to the now closed Tattered Cover Bookstore in Cherry Creek. On one of our visits I climbed the central staircase and could view what people were reading in the coffee shop below and I remember seeing a guy looking at either a gay porn magazine or a erotic male photo book. At about this time, early 1990s the Cone Head movie came out and there was all of this marketing books and merchandise in the bookstore. I remember looking through the comic book/humor section and coming across a illustration book depicting the anatomy of the Cone Heads and the lemon singular testicle illustrated before my fresh seeking eyes. On one of the drives back to the ranch my mother gave me details on what vigorous activity I was not to engage in with my penis. Ultimately I discovered the joys and pains of your first ejaculations while horsing around with a lighter and PAM cooking spray and then smarting up to the potential danger of igniting the aerosol canister. I couldn’t keep my hands off my cock and the grease of the cooking spray lead to the addictive masturbation yet very painful first two ejaculations the year I turned 12. I only remember ever having one wet dream. That is how much I was jerking off upon my discovery. My paternal grandmother passed away April 12, 1994 from complication from a large intestine obstruction and subsequent strokes. My paternal grandparents had hired a in home nursing service and then later picked a specific nurse exclusively. After my grandmother died we traveled to my father’s home town of Wilson, Oklahoma for her funeral and burial in Ardmore. On the trip we traveled in an extended cab Ford pickup with my three siblings and I in the cramped back and my parents in the bucket seats in the front. I found creative ways to masturbate in that space with all persons awake in daylight by creating a tent with my winter coat. When we returned to Colorado it was decided that I would stay with my paternal grandfather to ensure that there was someone to call for help during the night since my frail grandfather suffered from sever COPD having smoked cigarettes since age 17 until he was 69. Oh, what an unsupervised horny boy will do in a mansion home?! I wiped out all lubricating toiletries and stayed up all fucking night watching what would equate by today’s television programming as Adult Swim and found my grandfather’s copies of Tom of Finland books in his bathroom. I was in heaven. My oppressive mother was ninety miles away on the ranch probably tormenting my siblings and I didn’t have to go to church or scouts, or listen to her scripture reading, or praying, or scolding, or be the brunt of her physical tirades of her depression. February 14, 1995 my youngest sister was born. My parents asked me to call my maternal grandmother after they left for the hospital. I laughed in my mother’s face as she was having her labor pains. When ever my parents would leave us kids unattended we usually would fight to re-establish our pecking order and honestly it was a cycle of abuse beginning with my parents arguing and then my mother physically taking her frustration out on me because I resemble my father. I in turn would take it out on my brother and brother to sister and down to the youngest. The oldest of my sisters was fed up with my brother bossing her around and so was chasing my brother around and around the kitchen island with a chef knife while I was calling my grandmother. My maternal grandparents live in Delta, CO which is about a two and a half hour trip through the potentially dangerous McClure pass. My grandmother asked me why I wasn’t remaining on the phone to talk to her and I explained that I was attempting to breakup a fight between siblings involving a knife. My grandmother insisted that she speak with this sister who after having the phone conversation pretty much told my grandmother off and that she was going to follow through on murdering our brother and potentially murder me for preventing her from getting to him. My grandmother got to the ranch in less than thirty minutes upon hanging up from that call. My parents never learned to provide a more responsible caretaking situation from the time my brother and I had a refrigerator fall on us when I was six after convincing my brother to climb to the top of the fridge to recover the candy my parents stored on top while my father was attending university and my mother was moving irrigation pipes at the olive orchard my parents had purchased from my paternal lesbian great aunt in Chico, CA between 1985 and 1991. We didn’t go to the Chucky Cheese pizza my mother had promised we would go to after I had struggled to lift the fridge up so my brother could get out and get help from my mother. My brother had threated to kill me several times on the ranch having pointed a hand gun, rifle, a compound bow, and a hatchet at me over the years and times in which we were left alone. He tattled to my father when I took my father’s quad cycle for a joy ride when I was fourteen and for my punishment I was forbidden from driving a car until I achieved the Boy Scout Eagle. I was so traumatized by this restriction and fear of making a driving mistake that in order to gain self confidence I trained to drive a semi-truck and for five months drove long-haul for CRST right as the economy started to show signs the Great Recession in the logistics industry several months before the mortgage market crashed. I now drive powered industrial trucks for my current employer, and yes I did get the Boy Scout Eagle but chose not to drive cars until I was 19 because I didn’t want to be required to chauffeur my siblings who were now attending public school as we were home schooled until the eldest of my sisters refused to do any more home schooling at age 14, in 1999. My mother came to me and said that I could also attend the public high school that my siblings were enrolled but I declined having been attending the local community college since fall 1998 and felt that would be a step backwards. November 22, 1996 my father drove my brother and I to my paternal grandfather’s home in Grand Junction to meet up with my maternal grandparents who had planned on taking me on a road trip to Florida to visit my aunt and my cousins. I was also going to be given the opportunity to bypass the Eagle restriction during this trip with my maternal grandparents and practice driving on this trip. It was not to be. Shortly after we arrived to my paternal grandfather’s home my grandfather suffered a serious COPD attack that ultimately killed him within a few hours. My life changed in that instant and the stability of living on the ranch came to an end. My maternal grand parents did arrive after my paternal grandfather had passed away. We attempted with no avail to call the ranch to notify my mother of my grandfather’s passing but the phone was always busy and we could never get through. Unknown to me at the time was that my mother had signed up for Internet access and the ISP technician had come after we had left for Grand Junction. My paternal grandfather’s death created opportunity for lack of supervision with my parents dealing with the estate matters and the Internet access opened my eyes to my true nature. I could finally label myself and I dare not utter it for all the vitriol that was expressed in my home growing up against homosexuals. There was a gallery website I used to visit called “JadeStar”. It started off as free of charge and then a few years later became a subscription service. I came across a picture there of a guy holding a scythe curved sword in the nude but I haven’t seen the image since JadeStar shutdown. The Alt/Newsgroups system had lots of still image porn. I have used Nifty.org and Eunuchs.org pretty much since I was sixteen. I was such a naughty horn dog and used my siblings as lookouts for vehicles driving the country road to the ranch house while I perused the online porn on a 14kbs analog modem using Netscape 1.0 and Eudora on a Apple Macintosh Performa 630CD. I started working for my parents in August 1999 and officially became an employee of their stone masonry company January 2000. I got access to my first debit card and purchased 20 porn magazines of different flavors from the now out of business A Different Light Bookstore. I also purchased several vintage AMG and Bel Ami magazines and picture books. When the porn cache arrived, I made the mistake of opening the box at my parents’ business office and spreading the magazines out on all the tables and then locking myself out of the office. Luckily one of the foremen showed up before my parents or the rest of the office staff did with the office keys and I rushed in and quickly cleaned up the mess before I was found out.
  20. Steve

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    From the album: Mark MacKillop

    Mark in his Tom of Finland Leather Daddy Halloween Look
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