In a bed, a young man is penetrated by an unidentifiable creature who appears from the beddings sporting tentacles and five-fingered hands or claws.
I really enjoy fantastical imagery, so (I’ll admit) I’ve always had a thing for tentacle porn. I particularly like this drawing, in which the tentacles and hands that are penetrating the boy appear to sprout from his bedsheets. Combined with the purple coloring of the image, this gives me the eery impression of a dream.
Fantasy, at least when we are able to distinguish it from reality, is an extremely expressive, powerful thing. Indeed, while the modern variant of tentacle porn depicted here originated as a means to circumvent Japanese censorship, the notion of intercourse with tentacled creatures appeared long before the advent of Japanese animation (“anime”). Although such imagery could easily have been seen as porn by a foreign viewer, the artist’s intent could just as easily have been a cultural exposition.
No matter how bizarre, how fringe, or how socially unacceptable certain sexual expression is, it’s nevertheless a fundamental factor in how humans have always interacted with the world. If you were to eradicate erotica, you’d erase human history. For instance, not to put too fine a point on it, the first Polaroid instant camera was nicknamed “The Swinger,” and this was no coincidence.
(via downboy)