Comics featuring dads who can’t help themselves and Hardy Boys knock offs in the form of horny twin brothers.
Before we get to the Julius toons, though, let’s have a quick recap (since things have been quiet here this last week): I got back late last night from Washington DC, where I had a completely amazing time. I’m floored, every time I visit, to discover that there’s still dudes there that I haven’t met yet, who are made of just pure win; sexy in every imaginable way, and humble, successful, and handsome. Every time I get to make a new friend in DC, they turn out to be cooler than one could hope, and you just sort of quietly pray that they keep wanting to text you back.
Of course, DC means old friends as well. And this was a great trip for that, too. Getting to settle into the comfort of somebody you’ve already worked out all the small stuff with is just the best. And I’m grateful every time one of my DC buds can find the time to spend with me. Especially when it’s a lot of time, and time without rules or the restraints of ‘polite society’ crap.
My return to NYC was mandated by a holiday party I’ve been attending for 10 years at this point, and so couldn’t be excused from attending this year. Things kept going until almost 6 AM, and needless to say, this wolf is sleepy as hell today and has no business trying to blog about boners and stuff in this half-lidded state of mind. But, I got a great response to last week’s Sunday Comics, and I found a Julius toon for this week that I’m gonna serialize here over the next few weeks, so I didn’t want to miss out on a chance to start it.
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If you’re unfamiliar with the mononymous illustrator, Julius is shockingly prolific and I am frequently surprised to see his signature and copyright date all the way up until the 2010’s. His work is beautifully consistent over the decades he’s been writing and illustrating long-form stories about dads and pirates and bikers and cowboys, and one can spot his black and white panels and thoughtful, deliberate line-work from a mile off. Not to mention his very identifiable men who occur in various arrangements of pecs, nipples, handlebar mustaches, and uncircumcised penises through every story. It’s a simple task to see the Tom of Finland influences in every mark Julius makes with his pen.
He manages to find a way to frame his panels around muscular ass mounds, thick, full pubes, and gloriously hung flaccid penises, the way that another artist might use architecture or props to establish a point of view or set a new scene. There are costumes and backgrounds, of course, to set the scenes but they are never the point of a Julius panel in the same way that full lips drawn into excited smiles and veiny erections spewing jizz are.
If I had to think of a complaint about the work of Julius, as compared to other graphic novelists, it’s the way he places text in his work. Julius stories are hugely plot-driven and have elaborate (and long!) tales that are moved forward by dialogue and exposition that ends up jammed into a single lined box on every page. It frequently intrudes on his thoughtfully constructed tableaus, and covers body parts and action I’d almost rather see than read about in the box. Not to mention the all-caps styling and font choice for the copy, which is hard to read in any large quantity for any lengthy amount of time.
So what I’m gonna do here, is transcribe each of the panels so that you can actually read along with the story instead of trying to zoom in on blocks of text that don’t display well even in their original PDF formats. That should let you really appreciate the beauty of this man’s visual storytelling and bask in the joyful sexual antics of Benson Hardon and his spermy kids.
Happy Sunday, and please to enjoy part one of,
The Hardon Twins and the Mystery of the Golden Cockring
based on a story suggested by Chuck Dixon
After his wife died in a traffic accident, Benson Hardon moved with his two sons, Fred and Jody, to Bay Haven. They were better known as Chip and Dale because they were chirpy and adored their hunky daddy.
To take care of his young sons, Benson, former star detective of New York State Police, quit his job and became a private investigator. The boys were smart and streetwise and they often helped their father solve a case that seemed unsolveable. Youth and innocent looks covered daredevil bravery.
Chip and Dale were keen on sports and physically they matured fast. In an all-male household they frequently saw their daddy nude and admired his muscular body and his big beefy cock.
To the boys, Benson’s potent cock was the symbol of manhood and they hoped that their dicks would soon look like that. Benson was so absorbed in his job that he didn’t notice how fascinated his sons were by his cock. It became an obsession to Chip and Dale and they used every opportunity to study that big monster. Many functions of a man’s cock aroused their curiosity and distracted Benson replied to their questions little knowing what was to come.
Since their mother died, Fred and Jody insisted on sleeping with their daddy. His bed was big enough for all of them and Benson understood their need for security. All later attempts to make them sleep in their own rooms were futile, as sooner or later Chip and Dale would climb in his bed anyway.
That was how they found more wonders of their dad’s fascinating cock. Benson’s morning stiff made his big, sturdy cock into a stately affair and the boys studied it with great interest. To them it was one of the seven wonders with its shiny-skinned head and thick, solid shaft with big bulging veins that made it look like a prehistoric beast prying for prey.
That only incited their imagination further and with great curiosity, they studied Benson’s nude cock whenever possible. What they didn’t quiet comprehend was copiously explained to them by their more knowledgable buddies and the more they learned about the fantastic thing, the more excited they became.
They learned to masturbate with their buddies and soon they wanted to see what kind of load a huge monster like Benson’s beefy cock would shoot when incited.
On Sunday mornings Benson usually woke up late and those rascals decided to do the experiment on Sunday the next when Benson had returned home again.
Because of his young sons, Benson’s sex life had been severely limited and he woke up instantly when Chip and Dale touched his turgid cock. He pretended to be fast asleep and the boys were too excited to notice that he was wide awake.
With shaky hands, the boys stroked the solid shaft of his erect cock, but in no time they learned how to do it right and Benson began to breathe heavily. There was a stir with a flood of clear precum oozed out and lubed Benson’s fleshy cock. The boys were so concentrated on their job that even when Benson began to howl in ecstasy, they didn’t stop but jacked him off until a huge load of thick, creamy cum spurted out on them and scared the boys out of their wits.
Like real chipmunks, they rushed into the bathroom to wash off their daddy’s gooey cum but they couldn’t resist smelling and tasting it. Giggling, they returned to the bed where Benson was still fast asleep with a smile on his lips.
A few days later, Fred squeezed his nude body against his daddy and Benson could feel that he had a throbbing erection. Jody was fast asleep already and Benson grabbed Fred under his arm, stroking his nude body.
“You’re becoming a man already,” he murmured while stroking his son’s erect cock.
Suddenly Benson’s hefty cock turned hard and blood rushed in his veins covering all other sounds. In the night his involuntary abstinence dissolved and a lust stronger than anything he ever knew filled each cell of his brawny body.
In a frantic frenzy, Benson climbed on top of his son and shoved his rock-hard cock inside him. Its smooth, turgid head glided in easily but Benson covered Fred’s mouth at the moment when his rugged cock broke the resistance of Fred’s strong sphincter.
With a few forceful thrusts, his cock glided inside Fred completely. Fred trembled and his eyes were rolling under the weight of Benson’s muscular body but the sound of his quiet moaning was not of pain, but intense pleasure when Benson started to fuck him.
His strong fuck strokes hit the right spot without fail and Fred got his first staggering orgasm in the embrace of his own daddy long before Benson emptied his cock in an ecstatic orgasm that made him shake in the aftermath.
“I’m sorry, son. I don’t know what got into me. That won’t happen again,” Benson said when he was able to speak again.
“That was great, daddy. Let’s do it again,” Fred said, his eyes shinning with excitement.
Benson knew that what he did was wrong but was happy that he did it. After a long period of abstinence he got full compensation after Fred had given him total sexual satisfaction.
Of course, their fierce fucking had woken up Jody.
“You must fuck me too, Daddy!” he said, gazing at their intense hugging.
“You are too young for this, little brother,” Fred said, teasingly. Jody had been born only a few minutes after Fred but he was going to be the little brother the rest of his life.
“I must have a shower,” Benson said, leaving.
Benson heard Chip and Dale arguing with whom he was going to fuck as he started to wash himself. Excitement squeezed his crotch when he touched his cock and hot lust filled his body. Fred had completely satisfied him, but that wouldn’t stop him from wanting Jody, too. The image of his smooth, bare ass tormented Benson while he washed his cock.
Suddenly it began to thicken and the skin around his massive member and heavy balls felt much tighter.
To Jody’s delight, Benson send Fred to shower and he squeezed his nude body against his Daddy in total surrender. Benson’s massive cock was rock-hard already and he climbed on top of his son. He plowed Jody’s hot furrow with vigor and Jody opened his butt willingly. With an unexpected thrust, Benson shoved his big cock into Jody’s hot hole. After initial shock of this forceful penetration, Jody was every bit as horny as his brother.
He milked Benson’s massive cock with his strong sphincter and rubbed his smooth buns against his bushy crotch while Benson drove Jody to his first overpowering orgasm.
That started a new phase in their life together. The boys shared not only Benson’s bed, but also his beefy cock. It began with a stormy night of wild and unrestricted sex as Fred and Jody took turns in draining their daddy’s virile cock.
The years of limited sex life had not diminished his sexual prowess. Benson was a very virile man.
It was their first experience and the boys didn’t seem to get enough of his cock. The meager days were over for good and Benson enjoyed every moment.
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So that’s the end of part one. We really only got through the setup of this mystery, and didn’t manage to make it to anything about the Golden Cockring, but Julius stories are long and winding and we’ll certainly arrive there eventually. Stay tuned for more Sunday Comics stuff, and another installment of The Hardon Twins and the Mystery of the Golden Cockring.
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