Uncel T's Coloring Book for Big Boys

Just a little something I thought I'd put together to share with you guys on here.  Hopefully, it should print at regular paper size after you download it.

Love these damned shirts!

Hope you guys enjoy this drawing. Took me forever to sketch it out on paper. Then I scanned it into PhotoShop, then I finally inked it in. Let me hear from you if you like this (or if you're not crazy about it, too.) Just let me hear from you.

Nervous Newby

Sunday nights are always a hit for me here in trucktown.
I got on the CB and cruised 19 to listen to the usual chatter. Sometimes you have to wait for the assholes with the power CBs to get bored. That's when they go to sleep, or move on to where they have to be.

After some fishing on the CB, I hooked up with a decent looking driver who was a bit nervous about getting service from a guy, but his seriously blue balls convinced him to go for it.
He was younger than what I usually like, but he made up for his age by being very masculine and very redneck. For all his jitters, he undressed quickly, leaned back on the bed of his sleeper and spread his legs wide for me. I didn't know whether to go down on him or give him a physical. I saw his nice heavy sack hanging and I saw his half-hard boner dripping precum as it slowly got bigger. It was perfect. He wasn't horse-hung or anything amazing like that. He was just really horned up, and he didn't take long at all to shoot his load. Towards the end before he shot his load, he grabbed my head and fucked my mouth with a seriously pent-up passion. I swallowed his heavy load and kept nursing his boner. He never got soft.

"Lemme fuck your mouth, man," he whispered. I laid down on my back and let him straddle my chest so he could position himself accordingly. He planted his knees by both my shoulders, aimed his boner at my mouth and fell over into what looked like an erotic pushup position. In no time, he was keeping a rhythm that I had no trouble getting used to. He would pull almost all the way out of my mouth, and I would suck on the head of his cock. Then he would push back into my mouth until he hit the back of my throat. He kept this same rhythm nice and slow until I heard him hiss through his teeth in anticipation of the second load he was about to make me swallow. He moved higher on the bed and his cock was almost bent backwards under him as he shoved himself past the back of my throat and deeper between my tonsils. My eyes watered from the fucking he was giving my mouth, but I would have gladly dislocated my jaw if it meant draining his balls one more time.

He finally finished shooting his load and he collapsed on my face with his boner popping out of my mouth. I squeezed my way out from under him and licked his balls from behind as he lay there drained. I moved my tongue up to his hole and gave it a gentle lick without spreading his cheeks. I heard him moan, but then he quickly turned around and told me he wasn't ready for "that" just yet. We cleaned up, got dressed, and I left his truck after I gave him a card with my info on it. He wasn't nervous anymore. He had a goofy grin on his face as he sat in the driver's seat and waved at me. I think I'll be hearing from him again.

This is just line work for a piece I called "Dad Reads the Paper"

Something I'm working on. Sound interesting? Drop me a line and let me know.

2010 Weekly Wangers

For several years now, I've been wanting to join the ranks of artists who sketch a drawing with minimal effort on a daily basis, then post it for the world to see. Unfortunately, I'm not talented enough to do that, and if it isn't reality or some other excuse, I never have enough time to draw, let alone draw daily. This year I wanted to go for it, though.

Seeing as how most of the sketch-a-day folks draw busts or torsos of imaginary heroes, I thought I would reserve such g-rated or r-rated inkblots to my more public posting sites. (FlickR and DeviantArt.)

However, I'd say any drawing I can spit out in private, usually ends up having blatant nudity that I wouldn't be able to post elsewhere despite disclaimers. To make an already long story even longer, I decided to break the daily mold here and instead post at least one adult drawing once a week for all (over 18) to see.

Your comments are incredibly important to me, so please let me hear from you.

Happy New Year, and good luck in 2010.

-TUFF

Gay Art Affair

My buddy Neil has invited everyone to attend a very artsy affair. If you've never seen his work before, here's a small sample. A link to the Painted Boy affair is also below.
Thanks, Neil!


http://www.hmhnyc.com/tpb/blog/

Sofa

Dad on the sofa.

You walk into the living room to find the TV blaring and your Dad passed out on the sofa wearing nothing but a grin. Times like these you're so glad to have a Dad like yours.

Sofa Daddy (Digital Drawing)

How would you like to get home to this Daddy?

He's been waiting for you on the sofa wondering where you've been.

Some Dads just need lots of attention!

Digital Drawing by TuffHawl

Vintage Men

There's just something about vintage photos of nude men that I love.

Here's a quick sampling of 5 of my favorites.

Enjoy, and please let me hear back from you guys.

Your comments are VERY MUCH appreciated and I'm grateful you're taking the time to say hello.

:)

March Madness!

I'd be mad to have to turn away something like this! How about you?

Trucker Surprise!

This security guard is in for a big surprise when he turns around after inspecting the trucker's trailer.

:)

Big-Dicked Bottoms

Nothing confuses me more than a big-dicked bottom man.

This must be God's way of laughing at gay men for all the times we say we're into big dicks ONLY. What better way to punish a greedy bottom size queen than by giving him a big dick he can't use on himself.

Too funny!

Ain't life grand?

Snow Day!

I got to stay home today because the roads in my area aren't being taken care of. Woo-hoo!

Sexual Men Overload!

I was a victim of fate again this afternoon when I took a buddy out to dinner after he helped me clean up the garage. My buddy and I fuck around, and despite a couple hours of some ball-busting sex, we managed to get my garage looking decent. Since he wouldn't take money, I took him out for a nice steak and potato dinner.

As luck would have it, the place was packed with men that commanded my attention everywhere I looked. There were bearded men, shaved head men, heavy men, scrawny men, older men, younger men, what-the-fuck-you-lookin-at men, and even wandering-eye men. It was unbelievable. My friend figured I was just having a bad case of hypoglycemia and I needed to eat something, but I couldn't tell him I was drooling at all the man-candy packing the place.
Of course, the majority of these guys were with wives, family or friends, but that didn't keep these fuckers from catching my eye.

I thought twice about cruising the bathrooms because 1) my buddy was with me, 2) EVERYONE saw you go into the bathroom, and 3) there were about 3 really gay guys working there who probably had a really keen eye out for any funny business going on. I'm sure their gaydars were on overload just as mine was when I spotted them.

It was just so overwhelming to see so many attractive men gathered in one place at one time. It was like God took every variety of man I ever found to be attractive and crammed them all into this one place. The prize there was a guy in his late 40s, with a full, brown beard coming down from a full head of dark brown and silver hair. He was incredible, and I couldn't keep my gaze off of him until I caught myself pushing a forkload of salad onto my chin. Wow!

The meal was delicious, and I worked up a sweat eating and putting up with the sunlight hitting the side of my face. By the end of my meal, most of the men had gone, and were replaced by the senior citizen genre. I was ready to go.

Thirty bucks later, and with a belly full of medium-rare 8 oz steak, 1 baked potato, 2 rolls, a big plate of salad and two glasses of unsweetened iced-tea, I was ready to head home and fuck.

Colder Weather Cumming

Colder weather is on its way. We're already having very cool mornings, and just yesterday I wore a light jacket when I left the house.

I like colder weather up here on the east coast cause we'll be getting some snow in a while, and that's going to make truckers pull over and ride out any dangerous weather. That means more cruising! Woo-hoo!

I'm going to start winter-proofing the Chaser Mobile so I can be ready to head out and deliver some truckchaser hospitality to those poor lonely and bored truckers out there this winter. Have you winterized your vehicle yet? What are you waiting for?!

Greeting Cards

I saw a local artist do some quick-minute scribbles and place them on some nice card stock. She was selling the pack of 15 for about $17.00!!! I couldn't believe it. And not only were the cards small, but the scribbles looked like they were done in a hurry, and like there wasn't much to them. I guess it's all in the packaging. Whatever the deal, I saw the perfect opportunity to get in on the action and make a buck to help pay with the bills.

I'm making my cards different by taking a good while to do each drawing. I don't know that I'll be able to do 15 drawings, but I'm just going to start with one and go from there. Rather than have folks dish out all that money for some cards, I thought I'd sell them in packs of five. (Maybe five of the same drawings, or maybe a bundle of five different drawings.) I'll figure it out when I get ready to sell the cards.

Father's Day Blues

Another Father's Day is here. It's a cool, rainy, dreary Friday evening here at TC headquarters, and I can't help but wonder what my father is doing, where he could be, or if he even thinks about me. Happy Father's Day, dad. Wherever you are. It makes my heart heavy that you don't know the man you gave life to. It kills me to realize I may never see him again.

Why Dont I Ever Hear From Truckers?

If you're tired of placing ads, leaving messages, or sending emails, there's good news. You're doing the right things, just not doing them often enough! Simply put, the basics you're doing need to be tweaked up a bit, and here's how:


PERSEVERE

Hooking up with a trucker via the web is like playing lotto. The more you play, the better your chances of winning. Don't expect to get a flood of replies with one email, or one ad, or one message board posting. Advertise - advertise - advertise! Repetition and perseverence are key.

PICTURES GET YOU NOTICED
An ad with a photo is 10 times more likely to be noticed than an ad without a photo. I can't make it any clearer.


PHONE NUMBERS WORK

While email and text messaging are the wave of the future, most truckers aren't driving around with a computer keyboard on their laps. Use a phone number a trucker can call you at when he's out on the road with no access to a computer or the internet. Worried about privacy? Twenty dollars at most any big retail store will get you one of those prepaid cellphones that don't ask you for your personal information.

YOU GET OUT OF IT WHAT YOU PUT INTO IT
If you only post a hook-up message once a month, don't expect the offers and invitations to come flooding your voicemail. Some hookup sites recommend sending out simple emails or posting simple hookup messages at least once a day. (Some go as far as asking you to send out 10 messages to guarantee a reply!) But that's up to you.


Little, or no effort gets you little or no action.