I've never been too hung up about whether I'm straight or bi, but I've always chosen women as my main entertainment, . . . until recently.
I've been collecting pictures of tattoos for about a year now. I use a digital camera and I'm always amazed at how willing people are to let me photograph their tattoos. I've gotten pictures of just about everything imaginable and on just about every body part imaginable. A couple times the photography has led to some personal fun.
About a month ago I was driving down a dusty road in the foothills of the San Bernardino Mts. I could see a guy on a bike up ahead kicking up dust. He had on oversized shorts and a white tank top that didn't quite meet the low waist of his shorts. As I got closer I thought I could see a tattoo on his lower back. I slowed down and he stopped the bike. I asked him how far it was to the next town ahead. He stuck his head in the window and said it was about 3 or 4 miles. It was warm, but not as hot as it would get later in the day.
I couldn't really guess his age by looking at him. He had dark black hair shaved short on the sides and longer on top. Dark black lashes framed chocolate brown eyes. I was guessing anywhere from 15 to 18, but when he smiled dimples showed up and his eyes twinkled, making him look a lot more like13 or 14.
"Did I see a tattoo on your back?" I asked. "Yeah, it's a dragon." he said. I explained my hobby and asked if I could see it and maybe photograph it. I always explain that I'm working on a picture book of tattoos. More often than not people open right up, wanting to show off their tats. (I do have plans to put the best together in a book one day.)
"Sure" he says and he turns around and moons me. The dragon isn't on his back, it's on his ass. I just saw the part that goes up above his shorts when he was on his bike. There isn't any other traffic on the road, but I feel a little funny about taking pictures of this kid's ass if someone comes along.
"Is that a culvert up ahead?" "Yeah." "Let's get down off the road so I can get a good shot without any distractions. That ok with you?" "Sure." So I pull the car up a little father to an overpass and pull off onto the shoulder. There's a dry wash that goes under the road. A shallow canyon, or an empty riverbed for those of you who aren't familiar with the West. We climb down under the overpass and I get the camera ready. "I'm Jake," I say as I shake his hand. "I'm Brandon."
He's a good-looking kid. Square shoulders. Thin, but with some muscle definition. Smooth, tanned skin. Long arms & legs. I think it's his height that makes him seem older. He's probably about 5'11". At this point I was cataloging these traits without any sexual ideas. He noticed the camera and was asking me all kinds of questions about what kind it was, how it worked, etc.
"You ready?" he finally asks. "Yeah. Maybe if you lean against that pillar there I can get the best pix. You mind if I get your face in? I can always edit it out later if you want." "Whatever. I don't care," he says. So he drops his shorts, kicks them off to the side and bends over. He reaches around and pulls his ass cheeks apart. This tattoo is amazing. I start snapping pix right away. It's not a full dragon, just the head, actually it's mostly the mouth. From the viewfinder in the camera it's like looking down the throat of a dragon. I'm amazed at the artistry of it. The upper jaw and fangs extend up his ass crack. The lower jaw and tongue extend down towards his ball sac. In the center, where the dragon's throat would open up to the depths of his gullet is Brandon's asshole. The illusion is fantastic, but I also notice that Brandon doesn't have a single hair anywhere on his ass. Also his puckered hole is not closed tight, but open and kinda quivering. I've never really been turned on by a guy's ass before, but suddenly it seems like my pants are too tight.
"This is fucking great! What an incredible tattoo! Can you bend over a little farther?" "Sure. It hurt when I got it, but it was worth it." "I'll say!" as I'm snapping away pix. Good thing I have spare diskettes with me. "Who did the artwork for you?" "My uncle. He has a parlor and he does these great designs, but not too many people are willing to go through the pain for some of them." I'm really surprised how turned on I'm getting by this boy's ass. It's so smooth and tight. Open and inviting. And there's something incredibly artistic, yet sexy about the dragon, daring you to stick something in its mouth.
"If you like that one a have another you'll like." And he turns around before I can reply. Sure enough, he has another dragon, even more beautiful, on his crotch. "It's a lizard. I like this one best 'cuz I can see it all the time." "Very nice." My voice sounds like a professional photographer now, but my heart is racing. I'm revising my age estimate down to 13-15 now. His smooth, flat belly lead down to a small patch of black hair, a very small patch. Hanging below the patch, though, is a respectable man-sized cock. An uncut dick, about 5 inches long dangling over a couple of smooth, low hanging balls. With equipment like that, maybe he is more like 15. I'm no expert on puberty, but this boy has a lot to be proud of.
And then, there's the tattoo. It looks like a chameleon. Shades of brown ink make up a slim tail wrapped around Brandon's belly button, giving the illusion that the lizard is hanging on the boy, holding on with it's tail. The main body of the lizard lies off to the left of the boy's pubes. Its head is resting on his inner thigh curving back in towards his balls. One claw reaches out to the base of his cock and the talons are wrapped around it in a tight grip. The lizard's mouth is closed, but a thin red tongue licks out over the kid's ball sac and wraps around his right ball, the tongue ending in a delicate fork right in the middle of his sac.
"Un-fucking-believable! You're uncle should win a prize of some kind for this." I notice that the kid is smiling. Just then we hear a car crunching on gravel up above. The kid reaches for his shorts while I start to walk up the incline.
A dusty patrol car has just pulled up and the officer is getting out as I reach the top of the embankment. "Any trouble?" he asks. "No. Just taking some pictures. Doing research for a book." "Book on desert plants?" "No, actually the book is on tattoos. I've collected photographs of all kinds of tattoos. Like that one on your arm. Navy tattoo. Wanna be included in my book?"
At this point I see him looking past me and Brandon is standing behind me pointing to a thin, gray snake tattoo going around his wrist and smiling. I hadn't even noticed it with everything that had happened. I look back and the policeman is smiling too and lifting up the short sleeve of his uniform. "Yeah, this was sort of an initiation. I went with some buddies and we all got the same one." "Very nice. I've seen others similar, but not with the intertwined rings over the anchor." "We decided to add that since there were five of us and we swore to support each other. It was pretty naive at the time." "Mind if I get a close up of it?" "Go ahead." "The light's too bright right here. Let's go under the overpass."
As we climbed back down the hill I introduced myself and Brandon. The policeman introduced himself as Wade. He was actually off shift, but saw my called pulled over and stopped to see if anyone needed help. Wade was probably around 30, 6', had short reddish-blond hair and built solid. He was a bear of a guy with thick reddish-blond hair on his forearms. As we crossed into the shade of the overpass Wade was talking with Brandon, asking where he was from. It seemed to me like Wade was looking over Brandon and measuring him up the whole time.
Any breeze that there had been earlier was gone now, and all 3 of us had sweat showing on our foreheads. Wade was local, but determined that he didn't know Brandon. I popped another diskette in and noticed Wade was tugging on his sleeve to pull it up. "I'd rather not get your uniform in the photo." "Yeah, I'd rather you didn't too," Wade said. "What the hell," he said and started unbuttoning his shirt. I noticed that Brandon was watching him pretty closely. After getting his shirt off, he pulled his white T-shirt off over his head.
"Cool dude! You are way fuckin' hairy!" said Brandon with a big smile. I swear Wade almost blushed. "Ah, that's better," he said to me. His chest was covered with a thick mat of the same reddish-blond hair. I couldn't help noticing that his nipples were hardening in the summer heat and poking out above the forest of hair. Wade flexed his arm and I took several pictures of his tattoo.
While I was sighting and snapping I could practically see the vibes between Wade & Brandon. I took a chance and said, "You've gotta see the dragon tattoo on Brandon. It's tattoo artistry like I've never seen before." Brandon was smiling as he turned around and dropped his shorts. As he bent over Wade stiffened up and breathed, "Shee-yit." Brandon reached around and opened up his cheeks so that Wade could get the full effect. Wade looked at me and I said, "I've seen a lot of tattoos, but this is art. It's ingenious." "How old are you Brandon?" Wade asked. "I just turned 18 last month. You don't like the dragon?" "Oh, it's not that. It's uh. very cool."
I could tell something was going on with Wade. His eyes were locked on Brandon's ass, he was breathing heavier and sweat was starting to run down his neck into the thick hair on his chest. "It's incredible," I said in a low voice. "The colors, the shading. You can almost feel the heat coming from the dragon's mouth. It's like he's daring you to get too close. Would the tongue be warm & rough if you touched it? Have you ever seen anything that beautiful?" "No." It sounded more like a sigh than a reply.
I felt it was a pretty safe bet at this point that I wasn't gonna be in any kind of trouble from Wade. He seemed to be in a trance. I think this was the point where I decided to see how far I could get things to go. "Brandon, wanna show Wade 'the Lizard'?" "Yeah," Brandon said as he straightened up, kicked off his shorts and turned around. He put his hands on his hips and bowed his knees out, giving us the best view of his tight, young body. Wade let out a low groan and said, "Very nice." At the angle that Brandon was standing the lizard looked real, curling it's long fingers around the swaying tube of flesh.
"You have any other tattoo's?" Brandon asked Wade. Wade seemed to come back from someplace far away and said, "Um.yeah, but you can't really see it." "Come on dude. Be a guy and bare it." Again, I wasn't sure if it was the heat, or if Wade was blushing. "It's just a small tattoo on my ass cheek, but it's hard to see through the hair." "Way cool! Let's see it." At this point it was almost like I wasn't even there. The kid and the cop were just focussing on each other. Finally Wade said, "Okay." And turned around, loosened his belt and pushed the back of his pants down around the curve of his full ass. His ass was covered in gold-red hair that looked as thick as the hair on his chest.
"Can you see it?" he asked Brandon. "I think so." Brandon stepped forward and reached out. He ran his hands through the coarse hair on Wade's ass. I took a step closer to Brandon so that I could see what he was looking for. He spread apart the hair in one spot close to Wade's ass crack and I could see a dark grayish-blue tat. It was pointed straight at his asshole. "It's a bullet," Brandon said, "Killer-cool!" I leaned in closer and snapped a couple of pix. Wade sounded like he was far away again as he said, "Yeah, a friend talked me into getting it when I became a policeman." I asked him, "Does it move when you flex? A lot of tats look different when you flex." Wade clenched his ass cheeks and the bullet pulled in closer. Brandon never took his hands off Wade's ass, and as Wade flexed his cheeks back and forth Brandon's hands were effectively caressing Wade's ass.
Brandon smiled and said, "You're body is killer!" as he ran his hands up Wade's back. I noticed that Brandon's slim cock had filled out and started to rise on it's own, bobbing up and down in time to his heartbeat. I said, "I think Brandon's tats still win first place, don't you Wade?" "Definitely," he said. "And I see the Lizard is tightening it's grip," I said. Wade glanced back at Brandon's crotch and Brandon reached down and started stroking his hardening cock. "When it's totally hard it looks like the Lizard is holding it up. That's my fave." All three of us watched as Brandon pulled and stroked his smooth cock, making the Lizard come to life. With each tug it looked as though the thin claws moved up and down the hard shaft pulling the skin tight, and the boy's balls swung back and forth as if moved by the Lizard's tongue wrapped around them.
Wade had turned around fully to watch Brandon. His ass was exposed to the heat, but he was holding his pants up in the front, unsuccessfully covering his bulging crotch. I asked Brandon, "Can you make the Dragon flex? Maybe make it look like he's swallowing?" Brandon smiled and spun around, once again spreading his ass cheeks with both hands. He clenched and unclenched his sphincter, closing it up tightly and then opening it so that I could actually see the dark tunnel of his smooth ass. I heard Wade suck air in through his teeth. Throughout this I was clicking the camera now and then.
"Put a finger in its mouth Wade. Make it look like its trying to swallow your finger. What a great pic that'll be!" "Way cool!" Brandon said looking back over his shoulder at Wade. Wade moved forward and I noticed him stick his index finger in his mouth. Then he reached down and slowly pushed his finger into the boy's asshole. Brandon's ass immediately began to gobble up Wade's finger, pulling it in a fraction at a time. "Oh yeah!" Brandon exclaimed. "Use two!" Wade pulled out his fingers and spit on his hand. He started to push two fingers in which pushed Brandon off balance. Wade gave up on holding his pants up and reached out with his left hand to grab Brandon's smooth hip to hold him up. His right fingers continued their twisting entry into the Dragon's maw. "Oh yeah, dude. That's feels great!" Brandon was practically double over now that Wade was holding him up. I could see the whole smooth, hairless expanse from the Dragon's tongue down between the kid's legs to his smooth balls, hanging heavy in the California heat.
I took the camera away from my face and I could see that the cop's pants were now piled around his ankles, exposing the paler areas of his beefy body. The hair from his chest spread down his flat belly and covered his crotch. His hard, veiny cock curved up like a tower in the middle of a thick forest. It didn't look like it was any longer than the boy's, but it looked massively thick. The helmet shaped head was a shiny red and precum was glistening across the slit and sliding down the shaft. It was the only part of his lower body that wasn't covered in hair. His balls were like lemons pulled up tight against his body in a ball sac so furry that it reminded me of my German Shepherd's. The thick hair spread on down his muscled thighs, all the way to his ankles.
Brandon's moans brought my attention back to the action. "Fuck, dude! Oh yeah! That feels so great! I need more. Give me more!" Wade now had 3 of his thick fingers probing Brandon's ass. I pulled out my wallet and fished out my emergency rubber. I offered it to Wade and said, "Feed that Dragon your thick cock. That's what he's really hungry for." Brandon looked back at Wade's throbbing monster and said, "Oh yeah, dude! Gimme that awesome man-cock! I gotta have it! Shove it in me!"
He grabbed the rubber from me and ripped open the package. Wade kicked away his pants and wrapped his meaty hand around his thick cock, squeezing it and forcing more precum to leak out the tip. Brandon put the lubed rubber over the massive head of Wade's dick and started unrolling it. The pictures I was getting were great! The kid's graceful fingers coating the fat cop-cock in latex. I don't know how Wade managed to keep from cumming right then. I knew that sooner or later I was going to shoot in my pants.
Once Brandon had the rubber unrolled down to Wade's pubes he turned back around and spread his ass. Once again I got to appreciate the view, the smooth, tight skin from his hairless ass down smooth thighs to his slender legs, which I noticed had a light dusting of dark hair from his calves down to his ankles. Wade had the look of raw lust in his eyes as he stepped forward like a bear in rut and positioned his fuck-monster at the entrance to Brandon's dark hole. Through my viewfinder it didn't look like that huge cock could ever get into that small little hole. I half expected to hear the Dragon choke.
Wade held onto Brandon and slowly worked his hips around in circles, pushing his massive cock in bit by bit. Brandon was going wild, moaning and trying to push back to impale himself. Through the camera I could see the Dragon shaking, trying to gobble and swallow every centimeter of the fat cock being fed directly into its throat. "Shit dude, push it in! Push it in! I gotta have it! Oh yeah! Please, do it all the way! Pleeeeeze!" Brandon's pleading had the desired effect on Wade. He shoved his hips forward with a grunt and buried his cock up to hilt. The sight was so fucking hot! This lust crazed, hairy-bear cop pumping his fat cock in and out of the Dragon tattooed, hairless-assed teen who was moaning and begging for more. The huge, furry balls bumping against the root of the kid's smooth ball sac. The heavy, hairless balls swinging and slapping into the huge hairy ones. Coarse, red-blond hair rubbing and scratching against the smooth, hairless skin of the boy's ass cheeks, asshole, and thighs.
I could tell they were both getting close by the way Wade was grunting and Brandon was yelling. All 3 of us were sweating like crazy, from a combination of the heat, exertion, and arousal. I was circling around and snapping pix left and right. Wade pulled the boy close against him, burying his cock deep and hugging Brandon against his chest. He reached around and grabbed the kid's hard cock and began pumping his fist. Wade was pistoning his hips now, knocking Brandon forward with each impact, crushing his hairy chest and grinding his pointed nipples into the boy's tan back. Brandon was just as wild, writhing and wiggling his ass, throwing his hips back after each impact to meet Wade's next thrust. His hands were wildly grabbing Wade's hairy arms and sides and hips.
Wade now had his eyes closed and was sucking droughts of hot air through gritted teeth. Brandon yelled encouragement and reached up and over to grab Wade's head and pull Wade's lips as close to his as he could. Brandon rubbed Wade's stubbled face against his cheek and stuck out his tongue to lick the man's face, chin, and lips. Wade reached the crest and grunted, "FUCK!" as he slammed his cock home, pulled back and slammed again. He did this several more times before he shuddered and just squeezed Brandon in a bear hug.
Wade was breathing in ragged gasps now as he loosened his hold on Brandon and sank down to his knees. Brandon turned to face Wade and started rubbing his hard boy-dick in the thick carpet of chest hair. The sight of this kid running his dick over the cop's hard nipples was about as much as I could take. I set down the camera and pulled my own cock out and started stroking it. Following Brandon's lead I alternately rubbed it against Wade's hairy shoulder and Brandon's smooth thigh. Brandon cried out and began shooting streamers of bright boy-spunk across Wade's shoulders & chest. I felt the churning in my guts as my balls pulled up tight and the first wave of tension passed through me like a catapult firing, cum splattering on the cop's shoulder and arm. Again and again the boy and I left our marks on Wade's furry shoulders, arms, chest and crotch.
Later, as we were slowly returning to our vehicles Brandon kept telling us how, "fucking killer" the whole scene was. Wade & I agreed, but neither of us had the energy left that he did. Before leaving I got Wade & Brandon's email addresses and promised to send them some of the best pix. I'm also thinking that arranging another "photo shoot" won't be difficult.
---------------------------------------------- Please let me know if you liked this adventure. I'd also be happy to receive any great tat pix you'd like to share.
-JakeJJ@MSN.com