Crucified males

[Pyan]

Our place of crucifixion will smell like stable

The earthy smell of our naked bodies spending days in a hot humid cell until they we are taken out to have our patibulum strapped to our shoulders for the march to the crucifixion grounds.

 

[Jack Staley]

Both of these would look amazing hanging on a T cross!

Crucifixion Injun style. In the old west the native Americans certainly had some fun with their captive white men, be they pony express riders, rangers in pursuit(a particular favorite), or settlers. Back in college I used to play execution games with a native American friend(pictures 1,2, 3); he would often describe the execution methods while staking me out spread eagle. Gruesome stuff that gets me hard. I guess this could be considered a horizontal crucifixion; painful death slow in coming, and like crucifixion, elements of nature very much involved. As stroking me he described or showed me pictures of how staking executions were done. As can be seen here (pictures 4.5.6) the basic method was to strip the prisoner naked, and stake face up spread eagle near a mound of flesh eating ants). The boy was secured with wet leather straps, which shrank and stretched the prisoner when the hot sun above dried them out. Eventually the prisoner became dislocated( the Indians would come close to listen to the cracking or popping sounds) and pulled into the ant hill. To add to the torment the savages would rub honey or sweet yucca juice into his cock and balls, nipples and face. His eyelids were cut off so he had to stare into the sun as he died, a death very slow in coming.

My native boyfriend would often rub honey into my cock and balls while describing this and/or showing pictures.

I keep thinking of this when seeing guys up close at nude beaches or cruising areas. For example that fair skinned one sunbathing in woods(picture 7). Imagine him struggling on stakes, his honeyed cock slowly being eaten by the killer ants, but mainly the pearly skin being scorched red by the unrelenting sun. Crying out for his mamma I am sure)

Little does he know what I am thinking about(picture 8) How about staking him face up then making some cuts, the sand crabs will like that. Daring sea gulls dive down and peck off his nuts, drops them from the air to watch them crack and splatter like sea shells. Eyeballs also, what a show.

 

[dismasdolben]

The earthy smell of our naked bodies spending days in a hot humid cell until they we are taken out to have our patibulum strapped to our shoulders for the march to the crucifixion grounds.

OK, man, but when and where can we actually do it?

 

[naildance]

Love to be there crucified opposite you watching you sink your body down onto the Cornu

yeah, I want to be the 3rd one.

 

[culus]

Crucifixion Injun style. In the old west the native Americans certainly had some fun with their captive white men, be they pony express riders, rangers in pursuit(a particular favorite), or settlers. Back in college I used to play execution games with a native American friend(pictures 1,2, 3); he would often describe the execution methods while staking me out spread eagle. Gruesome stuff that gets me hard. I guess this could be considered a horizontal crucifixion; painful death slow in coming, and like crucifixion, elements of nature very much involved. As stroking me he described or showed me pictures of how staking executions were done. As can be seen here (pictures 4.5.6) the basic method was to strip the prisoner naked, and stake face up spread eagle near a mound of flesh eating ants). The boy was secured with wet leather straps, which shrank and stretched the prisoner when the hot sun above dried them out. Eventually the prisoner became dislocated( the Indians would come close to listen to the cracking or popping sounds) and pulled into the ant hill. To add to the torment the savages would rub honey or sweet yucca juice into his cock and balls, nipples and face. His eyelids were cut off so he had to stare into the sun as he died, a death very slow in coming.

My native boyfriend would often rub honey into my cock and balls while describing this and/or showing pictures.

I keep thinking of this when seeing guys up close at nude beaches or cruising areas. For example that fair skinned one sunbathing in woods(picture 7). Imagine him struggling on stakes, his honeyed cock slowly being eaten by the killer ants, but mainly the pearly skin being scorched red by the unrelenting sun. Crying out for his mamma I am sure)

Little does he know what I am thinking about(picture 8) How about staking him face up then making some cuts, the sand crabs will like that. Daring sea gulls dive down and peck off his nuts, drops them from the air to watch them crack and splatter like sea shells. Eyeballs also, what a show.

I love being staked out spreadeagled outdoors! The tighter the ropes the better. Read a story once of a victim staked out naked in the hot sun. Honey was smeared in his eyes, nose, ears, urethra and well up into his anus. The hungry ants found him soon enough and his screams did not stop until the next day when he finally died. No honey for me!

 

[Jack Staley]

I love being staked out spreadeagled outdoors! The tighter the ropes the better. Read a story once of a victim staked out naked in the hot sun. Honey was smeared in his eyes, nose, ears, urethra and well up into his anus. The hungry ants found him soon enough and his screams did not stop until the next day when he finally died. No honey for me!

I like that we share the same fantasy. I wrote this in a story format, illustrated for a more detailed accounting.

 

[culus]

I like that we share the same fantasy. I wrote this in a story format, illustrated for a more detailed accounting.

Yum...like the story! Had to wait until I was older, in my 20s, to enjoy such experiences. Found a kindred spirit in a college friend who had a secluded family farm where we could re-enact our fantasies. Still recall vividly being stripped naked and stretched out spreadeagle in the grass and having my wrists and ankles tied to four wooden stakes driven into the ground. I got an instant erection and my nipples hardened and stood out on my chest. He left me like that for about half an hour or so. I could feel the breeze blowing my pubic and chest hair. A small plane flew overhead and I don't know if whoever was flying it saw me or not. I could hear a tractor in the distance and began to struggle, thinking someone was coming. Of course I couldn't get loose and I panicked and started sweating. I raised my head and could see my sweaty, hairy belly with my cock boned up and nudging my belly button.

My friend returned and squatted over my face, before pushing his cock in my mouth. I sucked him until he came and my reward was being masturbated afterwards.

 

[Andras]

Can someone help me?
I'm looking for some more drawings of this actor. The only thing I know of him is that he signs his pictures as "Hammer"...

 

[Andras]

(Here are all the pictures, I have from him.)

 

[Andras]

Two female victims obviously from him:

 

[culus]

Can someone help me?
I'm looking for some more drawings of this actor. The only thing I know of him is that he signs his pictures as "Hammer"...
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#7 - the guy in the far right background is hung on the cross in my favorite position, with legs spread wide and ankles secured. This leaves the victim at his most vulnerable and displays his genitals and anus to intimate, public inspection. If he is also mounted on a cornu or dildo even better!

 

[phlebas]

Can someone help me?
I'm looking for some more drawings of this actor. The only thing I know of him is that he signs his pictures as "Hammer"...

There is a lot of work out there, he specialises in genital torture, if that's your thing.
I think there may be a gallery over at M_C_R. I'll have to look around in my archive but here are a few I have to hand

 

[phlebas]

Some more, there is a lot of his work out there stretching over many years

 

[Andras]

Thank you so much Phlebas!
(But what is M_C_R? I know "google is my friend", but the most relevant source results were about some rockband...)

 

[Deleted member jedakk]

Thank you so much Phlebas!
(But what is M_C_R? I know "google is my friend", but the most relevant source results were about some rockband...)

Male Crucifixion Research I think is the name. The new incarnation of the old Crucim Yahoo group which was dedicated to male crucifixion only. Can't remember the admin's name or what he goes by now, but he was a member here.

 

[JimOregon]

Male Crucifixion Research I think is the name. The new incarnation of the old Crucim Yahoo group which was dedicated to male crucifixion only. Can't remember the admin's name or what he goes by now, but he was a member here.

M_C_R_esearch@yahoogroups.co.uk. I think.

 

[Andras]

M_C_R_esearch@yahoogroups.co.uk. I think.

Unfortunately I can not join the group, because the admin is no more reachable...
Is there any other way to finde more drawings from this artist?

 

[Jack Staley]

It is early morning on the day of my crucifixion. The assigned Lichtor, hung over and pissed off, looks me over as I stand trembling in the cold, spread eagle between two poles as spectators gather on both sides He feels my tapered body from behind, breathing lightly as I smell the stench of alcohol. His icy fingers moving down my spine, feeling over my loin cloth and then RIP!!!!, he tears them off roughly. So completely naked now, my buttocks quivering in the cold, people point and laugh. The sadistic lichtor prepares his whip, in front of me so I see all. He smiles as attaching the glass chards, bones, metal balls to the the leather strands of the scourging whip. I shiver, thinking, "man this is going to be brutal". He whispers into my ear. "Oh and I almost forgot". Moving behind me he feels over my ass cheeks, spreading them slightly, then reaching around grabbing my shaft and pulling it down until my testicles are visible through the crack, as an attendant secures with a rope. "When I whip you boy, I do mean to whip all of you". Twisting my nuts he laughs. "And I do mean to save the best for last.

CRACKKKKKKKK!!. The first practice stroke, a snapping in the air and then a bush is demolished. I stand firm yet trembling, yet try to buckle down, prepare for the worst. It is quiet now, yet I can hear discreet sloshing sounds. Seems like these early morning arrivals are enjoying the show.

Attached are a few pictures of myself, playing out scenes in the woods of the family farm. I love to fantasize and play out(if given the opportunity) hunts and crucifixion scenes, cow boys and Indians another game.

 

[Jack Staley]

I have the same fantasies. One is the before and after, fully clothed to completely naked. For example the first picture, this would be a situation of watching someone undress in a gym. In a court of law this prisoner is ordered to strip naked and approach the bench. I as a judge inspect his naked body up and down, trace his chest hair with my fingers. I always like them slightly hairy, good for cross torture. Honey will stick to body hair and attract the bees and flies. He will twist on his nails to attempt to ward them off, a futile gesture. The prisoner is lean but not weak. Body weight should not be an issue; his suffering and death will be prolonged. Moving my hand down I grasp his cock, twists his nuts as he grimaces. Yes a bit shrived but only because of his fear. The guards who had him last night have told me he's not bad, well proportioned. Having his ass rest on a sedile will make him erect, also prolong his execution.

I look at him up and down once more, then pronounce sentence loudly so all can hear. CRUCIFY HIM, bring up the next one.

Number two, He's a hottie; it will be a delight to see his fair skin become a scorched mess from the combination of scourging, and the the unrelenting solar intervention as he hangs from his cross. CRUCIFY HIM!

I then come to my senses, hurriedly dress, pack my gym bag and then leave. Little do these two know what I've been thinking, the momentary pleasure they have given me.

This is an inspiration from a visit to a nude beach. To incredible hunks, just perfect to put up on the wood, watch them suffer and die.

It all seemed too easy, so much money for so little work, just a simple low budget movie shooting. Those guys in expensive suits seemed so real, genuine though with some indiscernible foreign accent.

This lakeside front such an ideal scouting location, these boys were spotted, sized up and beckoned. "We've got a proposal for you guys" said one of the film scouts, "Why don't you strip down, show us what you've got to offer".

They glance around, just a few nudists in site, then strip, standing naked and curious in front of these so nicely dressed businessmen. "So what do you need us to do", says the boy in shades. "It is a crucifixion simulation movie" says one of the scouts, "authentic but made to look real through effects, computer simulation. You boys go naked on a cross just an hour or so, that's it. $3000.00 payday"

"You've got to be kidding" laughs the guy to the right(kerchief around neck). "this is to good to pass on. We're in".

A years gone buy, these guys were regulars at Sauvie Lake, every summer Saturday, no fail. But since the incident with the Van and the movie crew, it's as if they've disappeared from the face of the earth.

Ah, well, maybe they've moved out of town, on to better things. Strange that they told no one.

 

[culus]

This is an inspiration from a visit to a nude beach. To incredible hunks, just perfect to put up on the wood, watch them suffer and die.

It all seemed too easy, so much money for so little work, just a simple low budget movie shooting. Those guys in expensive suits seemed so real, genuine though with some indiscernible foreign accent.

This lakeside front such an ideal scouting location, these boys were spotted, sized up and beckoned. "We've got a proposal for you guys" said one of the film scouts, "Why don't you strip down, show us what you've got to offer".

They glance around, just a few nudists in site, then strip, standing naked and curious in front of these so nicely dressed businessmen. "So what do you need us to do", says the boy in shades. "It is a crucifixion simulation movie" says one of the scouts, "authentic but made to look real through effects, computer simulation. You boys go naked on a cross just an hour or so, that's it. $3000.00 payday"

"You've got to be kidding" laughs the guy to the right(kerchief around neck). "this is to good to pass on. We're in".

A years gone buy, these guys were regulars at Sauvie Lake, every summer Saturday, no fail. But since the incident with the Van and the movie crew, it's as if they've disappeared from the face of the earth.

Ah, well, maybe they've moved out of town, on to better things. Strange that they told no one.

Nude beaches are always an interesting adventure. My MASTER takes me to a popular gay nude beach frequently, but remains dressed and has me carry all the gear and walk several paces behind HIM, with me wearing nothing but a leather collar to advertise my status. It's a conversation starter for sure!