People always tell you to be yourself. And you should. But not for the sentimental reasons you see splashed across some nymphette's Instagram feed. No, you need to live your life your way because whatever life you live, you have to live it. Whatever fallout comes from the actions you take, you have to deal with them. If you let other people make your decisio...
One day a young woman entered the tattoo studio. Jess welcomed her, but then insisted to see her ID card as due to the services provided by the studio local laws only allowed adults to enter it. The card showed that her name was Elisabeth and that it was her 18th birthday. "Congratulations, Elisabeth, on your first day as grown up!" Jess said with a blink....
Hey guys, sorry for the delay in chapters. I've known since I started this venture how I wanted the story to play out exactly. The timetable is to have all 20+ chapters done by the end of the year, but that may be a little ambitious. I appreciate all the support, though, and if you have any questions about anything feel free to ask them in the comments below...
PART ONE: FIRELY I begged my dad to let me get a tattoo, and reluctantly, he agreed. Not a month before that he let me get my tongue pierced. When he asked why I wanted a piece of metal going through my tongue I had to lie of course. I didn't want to tell him that I loved sucking cock more than anything, probably even more than having sex. The whole idea of...
You might want to read earlier chapters for a semblance of context. On the other hand, you know what you're in for here. I hope you enjoy the kink, baby. ***** "I've got an idea for a tattoo for you." Marion said this to me one evening after she showed me her new tattoo. Four lines of some ancient and exotic text on the back of her left shoulder. I traced...
Ebony looked in the mirror that morning admiring her choclet skin trying to find the perfect spot for her Daddy's mark. Of course it was his decision where it went. But she enjoyed wondering where it would go. She admired the symbol and name she already wore that bore the name he gave her. His voice quickly brought her back to reality and into the tattoo par...
About ten years ago I was first introduced to social media and started reuniting friendships with people that I hadn't seen in more than a decade before that. In the beginning it was slow and only a few people found me but by the end of the first year I was getting reacquainted with many of my lost friendships. One of the first people to start communicating...
I like to write edgy gay male stories, but I'd never even heard of the act of sounding before someone remarked on a gay story site that they had trouble finding such stories. I looked the term up and was both intrigued and shocked, wanting to include sounding by one man of another in a story but having no context I could put it in. I usually write from expe...
I talked you into going with me to the tattoo shop so you could watch me get inked and decide if it was something you wanted to do. We walked in, and you seemed somewhat surprised at how clean and bright the shop was, and that the employees weren't the dirty grungy lowlifes you expected. I talked to the tattoo artist who would be doing my ink while you look...
"Carole, I need your help." Carole knew her friend. Becky always needed help. She came up with wild schemes that weren't quite thought through and then she needed someone to help. "What is it, Becky?" she asked cautiously. "I'm getting a tattoo, and I just want you there to hold my hand while I get it done." Finally, a scheme that seemed practical. Lots...