Date: Mon, 28 Nov 2005 19:10:38 -0800 (PST)
From: mister axl <axlwrite55@yahoo.com>
Subject: Seduction Series: Tattoos, Sex and Seduction. part 1

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             Copyright 2005 by AxL

             Disclaimer: The following contains acts of sex involving
minors and/or adults, as well as strong language and/or acts of violence.
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The following is a work of fiction. Any similarity to people or events is
completely coincidental.


		       "Tattoos, Sex and Seduction"
				  Part 1

I was in my second year of "finding myself".  What I mean to say is that;
after graduating from high school, I had decided to take some time off to
relax, enjoy life and basically figure out who I was and what I wanted. My
search had currently led me to the floors of strange people's
houses. Wherein, I spent forty hours a week laying carpet. The rest of the
time I spent hanging around my parent's house and playing music.

One of the guys I worked with was a guy by the name of Chris. Chris was a
nice guy and we would often times go out after work, pick up some beer and
go to the park and drink. We could not go to a bar because I was only
nineteen years old. Chris was happy to buy me alcohol any time I needed
it. I had mentioned one day that I wanted to put a band together and he
nodded.

"Hey, my little brother runs around with a guy who plays bass. They're
about your age. Maybe you could get hooked up with him."

 I did meet Bill and we hit it off right away. We started working on some
songs and our plan was that once we had a few original pieces we would
start looking for a drummer. He already knew a guy who we could get to play
rhythm as well as sing.

I suggested getting a girl singer. He said that he knew a couple of girls
that would be perfect but did not know if they could sing.

Bill was a couple years younger than me and he was usually at school while
I was working. I often times had to work weekends, which really sucked.

 Bill and I spent more and more time together until eventually we were
always around one another. It didn't take long until he had talked me into
giving him a ride back and forth to his girlfriend's trailer. I agreed
reluctantly and began to regret it when we pulled into a run-down trailer
park. I laughed when we pulled up to a small trailer with an addition built
onto it. We honked and Bill's girlfriend came running out. She was cute but
very white trash looking. There was a small playground in the trailer park
so we went there to hang out. I asked Bill what the hell he expected me to
do while he and his girlfriend hung out. We got out of the car and he
introduced me to Jamie, his girlfriend's little brother.

"Shoot some ball with Jamie and his friends" he replied nonchalantly.

"Don't be fucking her in my car man." I snapped at him.

"Relax." He said "It's too soon for that." He tipped me a wink.

 Jamie was a cute boy. He had black hair but not raven black. His hair had
red highlights in them that could only be seen if the sun hit it just
right. His eyes were hazel and I came to realize the longer I knew him that
they would change from hazel to green.

"So, your name's really Andy?" He said with a cocky grin that is so typical
of a good looking thirteen year old boy.

"Yeah" was all I said as I sat down to watch he and some other kids shoot
ball.

Jamie was wearing what I would come to know as his "look". He was wearing a
pair of jeans and a faded out t-shirt.

"What kind of name is Andy?" He said walking over and handing me the ball.

I declined to take the ball and responded. "It's my name" I felt that I was
being baited.

"Andy's a little kid's name. You should call yourself Andrew."

"Andrew's an old man's name." I said taking the ball and missing my
shot. "Besides, what kind of name is Jamie?"

"It's my name." He responded with a sly grin spreading across his face as
he took a shot.

His friend Scott came walking onto the court. He was a stocky boy. A
contrast to Jamie's thin physique. Scott had brown hair and blue eyes. He
was tanned while Jamie was rather pale, which caused the freckles to stand
out on his nose. Scott also had a couple of small blemishes that is so
common of boys his age, while Jamie's face was completely smooth and
without flaw.

"Jamie's a girl's name." I said taking and missing another shot.

Scott started to laugh uncontrollably as Jamie looked at him and told him
to shut up. I walked back over to the bench and sat down.

"Fuck you little boy." He said taking a shot and sinking it.

His shirt would ride up when he shot, revealing his creamy white belly
which looked to be completely smooth and hairless.

I suddenly found myself bantering with Jamie as I watched his shirt ride up
with each shot he took. I would sometimes let my eyes wonder to the bulge
formed by his tight jeans. I even looked up his sleeves to find his armpits
completely hairless.

That's when I realized that I liked this boy in more ways than one.

 I would also come to realize that Jamie was not as cocky around girls as
he had been when he first met me. Sherry was a girl from the trailer
park. It was obvious to me that she had a crush on Jamie. She seemed to
talk to Jamie, almost exclusively. It was also obvious that he liked
her. He talked to Scott and I more than he talked to her and would not make
eye contact with her. He was no doubt nervous.

 Eventually Bill and his girlfriend came over to us and he asked me if I
would mind taking them to get something to eat. Jamie asked if he could go
too but he was told "NO". This ended my first meeting with Jamie.



I went home that night and fantasized about Jamie much the way I would do
for many nights to come.  I would volunteer to take Bill to see his
girlfriend just so I could spend more time with Jamie and this eventually
led to Jamie going places with us. On one such occasion Jamie decided that
he would try to impress me by trying to convince me that he had fucked
Sherry.

"Yeah right." I replied. "I think you would be afraid to show that little
hairless fella to anyone."

"Hey." He shot back indignantly. "I got some hair. And besides, mines
probably bigger than yours."

I stood up from the bench I had been sitting on. "Well let's whip them out
and find out then."

Jamie looked at me a moment.

"Fuck that man. You just want to see my dick." He snapped at me with his
cocky grin.

"Yeah, that's it man." I laughed. "I'm into hairless little dicks."

"I'm not hairless." he said and walked away.

I laughed and watched him as he walked over to pick up some rocks and began
tossing them into the lake.

This discussion was the product of many fantasies, as I could now picture
Jamie with just a sprinkling of hair. I would dream about him during most
of my masturbation sessions.

 One day while we were at the basketball court I spotted Sherry walking
over. I told Jamie I was going to ask her about their sexual experience. He
freaked, as the color drained out of his already pale face. He begged me
not to say anything to her.

"Tell me the truth then." I smiled at him knowing he had lied. "And if you
ever lie to me again, I'll tell Sherry that you're telling everyone you
fucked her."

"Man, you can't." He looked at me with fear. "Alright. I never fucked
Sherry."

"What else would you like to tell me?" I pushed.

"I never fucked anyone." He muttered.

"So you're a virgin?" I asked already knowing his response.

He nodded his head.

"What?" I said. "Say it"

"I'm a virgin." He said defeated.

When he said that I felt an explosion inside of me. His honestly awoke
something inside of me or perhaps it was my dominance over him. His defeat
excited the predator in me.

Jamie and I grew closer and he started going everywhere with us. He even
started calling me just to chat. My mother thought he was a girl because of
his voice. His name did nothing to dispel her theory.

Jamie had developed an infatuation with some tattoos I had.

One night, we were hanging out and he asked me about them. I told him that
I had one more that he had not seen yet. That I had done it myself.

"Well let's see it then." He said excitedly.

"It's kind of in a private place." I responded.

"So, show me already."

"I undid my pants and lowered my boxers to show him a small cross I had
above my pubic hair.

"You don't have much more hair than me." he said looking at the cross
briefly.

"I trim mine. Your just not man enough to grow any."

"Why?" He said with his voice cracking with excitement.

"Because it gets too thick and that's just gross. You don't have to worry
about that just yet." I smiled as I refastened my pants.

"I want a tattoo." he said excitedly. "Will you give me one?"

"Your fuckin' parents would kill me man. You're not even fourteen yet."

He let the subject drop for some time. It was shortly after his fourteenth
birthday before he brought it up again. It was over the summer and he had
started baby sitting for a friend of the family. I had started going over
there to hang with him to help pass the time. Sometimes Bill and his
girlfriend would come over as well. On one of these nights, they had been
upstairs in one of the bedrooms. Jamie had already put the kid to bed. When
he came back down he set some Indian ink on the table as well as a pack of
needles.

"Will you tattoo me now?"

"Where?" I asked feeling myself grow hard.

"I don't care. I just want a tattoo."

"I tell ya what. I'll give you one the same place I put mine, that way no
one can see it. Which means, I catch no shit."

He thought about it for a moment before agreeing.

"Let's go to the bathroom where the lights better." I said hiding my
erection.

He led the way and when I walked in he was leaning against the sink.

"So where you going to put it?" He said.

"You know where." I said trying to sound calm.

"Not on my dick!" He screamed.

"Just shut up and undo your pants." I said feeling myself about to explode.

He hesitated so I dropped to my knees and began to undo his belt. He
slapped my hands away and began to undo his jeans. I pulled them open and
gently lowered his underwear. His hands instantly shot up to press against
his package, so I lowered them until I saw his thin patch of pubic hair. I
let out a gasp. His pubic hairs were as black as the hair on his head. They
formed a dome over the base of his dick, which he had covered by his
hands. I poked a spot above his pubic and to the right.

"That's where I'll put it. Kind of like mine. You'll be like my bitch or
sumthin''." I said giggling, careful not to move my hand.

I then slapped his hands away.

"Relax. I'm not trying to see your dick." I said lying through my teeth.

 Jamie said nothing in response. He watched me as I stood and began to heat
the needle. I lit a cigarette and told him I needed some alcohol as I went
to get some of the vodka I had been drinking earlier.

I walked back into the bathroom, closing the door behind me. Jamie looked
so sexy, leaning against the sink with his pants undone and pulled slightly
open. The very edge of his pubes were showing over the band of his white
briefs.

I cleaned the needle and lowered myself to begin. He let out a gasp as the
needle poked into his flesh. I held his underwear with one hand and began
to press the needle steadily into his skin with my other hand. I grew
bolder the longer I worked and eventually I had my hand cupping his balls
and his dick. The band of his underwear hooked around my thumb. I worked
very slowly, savoring the experience. Every time I looked up at him he had
a look of intense concentration on his face. His dick never seemed to grow
hard so I decided to turn up the heat.

"Your underwear is getting in the way. I think you should take them
off. The shirt too." I said standing and hiding my erection.

"You mean^Å?" he stammered. "Well I'm not doing it in front of you."

"So climb into the shower. The glass is frosted." I said indifferently.

He pulled his shirt off and I marveled at his nicely developed chest. His
arm pits were still hairless and I could see the freckles on his shoulders
which were so sexy.

I watched him undressing behind the frosted glass of the shower.  I wanted
to pull my dick out right there and start jacking off. I was overwhelmed by
the thought that only a piece of thin glass separated me from his naked
body. I could see the outline of the small dark patch through the frosted
glass. I imagined I could see his dick swinging as he moved to pull his
jeans back on. I was breathing heavy and went back out to get a shot of
vodka that nearly took what was left of my breath away.

 He was leaning against the sink when I came in again. His pants were
undone and I could see the smooth flesh of what was exposed of his pubic
region. I again dropped to my knees and pulled his pants open. He
instinctively dropped his hands to cover himself again and I slapped them
away. I pulled the flap of the jeans across his groin as I again, began to
work on the tattoo. Eventually I had worked my fingers into the flap that
was covering him, and they were now touching the base of his penis. He was
still flaccid but I could still feel the velvety, smooth flesh of his
base. He was so absorbed in watching me, that he did not even realize that
I was slowly opening his jeans as well as rubbing my finger ever so softly
against his dick. My breathing was growing ragged and I was actually more
absorbed in fondling, and eventually revealing his boy meat, than I was in
the tattoo. The reality is that the tattoo was basically done but I
continued to press ink into him, touching up this line and that one. I
finally had the flap of his jeans pulled to the side and I could see the
base of his penis which was domed by the small, thin patch of black pubic
hairs.

"Uh, see? I told you I had hair." He said in a husky, breathy voice.

I looked up and he was looking down at me.

"Um, yeah. Their nice." I said feeling like an idiot as soon as I said it.

I looked back at his groin and I noticed an outline forming downward. I
realized that he was getting hard. I was not about to stop now.

"I need some more alcohol to clean it up so I can make sure I touch it up
completely." I said getting up and leaving him partially exposed.

I came back in and he was still leaning against the sink but he was looking
at the small cross I had put, just above his thin pubic patch. He did not
realize it, but I knew that as he got older the cross would be completely
covered by pubic hair unless he decided to keep it trimmed.

I got back on my knees and dipped a cotton swab into the vodka before
taking a swig and cleaning the excess ink off of him. Jamie grabbed the
bottle and took a swig of his own. I noticed that he had adjusted himself
and was holding the flap of the jeans with his other hand, covering his
dick no doubt. I also noticed that he was no longer hard. I finished
swabbing the tattoo and started to poke more ink into his flesh. I placed
my fingers back on the flap and pushed his hand away. My fingers snaked in
as I continued to hold it in place. I now had my fingers on his dick again
and this time I felt the ridge of the head. He instantly began to grow hard
and I could hear his breathing get ragged. I too was breathing heavy and
was hard as a rock. Suddenly Jamie pushed his groin toward my face and I
heard him whisper something.

It took me a second to realize what it was. "Suck it." I thought I heard.

I looked up at him and he was looking directly into my eyes. I started to
ask him what he had said when he thrust forward again and said those same
words.

I looked up at him indignantly. I started to stand put he placed his hand
on my shoulder and pulled his jeans open revealing his beautiful boy dick
to me.

"Come on." He whispered in that husky voice again. "You know you want to."

I tried to protest as I looked at his beautiful four inch dick. He was
circumcised and the head was a bright maroon, the color of a cherry. His
dick had a slight upward bend and pointed back toward his smooth belly. I
was thin which made it look longer than it was. I started to tell him "no".

He placed his hand at the base and pointed his dick toward my face. The
other hand, he placed at the back of my head and pulled me toward him as he
thrust forward.

I had not done anything with a boy or guy since I was a boy myself. It had
probably been five or six years and even then I had only sucked on a dick a
few times. But I instinctively opened my mouth and let him guide himself
into my face.

He let out a groan as I allowed him to fuck into my face. I was breathing
through my nose and I reached down and began to squeeze my own dick through
my jeans before pulling myself out and jacking off as I sucked on Jamie's
beautiful dick. I did not even have time to really think about what I was
doing.

I heard him whispering. "Yeah, oh yeah."

He was fucking into my face faster and I gagged once before taking hold of
his dick and taking control. I let go of my own dick and placed my hands on
his butt which was now exposed as his jeans had fallen to the floor and lay
around his ankles.

I was now getting into the sensations, the sweet, musty smell that can only
be found on a boy in his teens. That smell that gets replaced by a much
manlier smell as he gets older. I looked up at him. He was watching me
intensely as he continued to pump into my face.

"Oh yes. Oh yes." He whispered.

I took in the site of his beautiful body and caressed his smooth hairless
butt as I continued to suck on him. It seemed like an eternity but in
reality it was only a matter of minutes before he let out a light grunt and
pumped a thin, watery seed into my mouth. I was taken by surprise and
quickly jumped up to spit it into the sink. I pulled my pants up realizing
that I too had had an orgasm, though I did not know it at the time. I
looked at Jamie who was now pulling his jeans off so that he could put his
underwear on and then put his jeans back on. I was angry with him for
forcing me to suck his dick. This was not how I had planned it, I
envisioned me seducing him. Now he was going to think that I was his bitch
or something. I was washing my hands and rinsing my mouth. I was watching
him get dressed and when he looked at me I looked away with a mix of anger,
and embarrassment. I grabbed my vodka and left the bathroom. Jamie came out
of the bathroom and was about to say something, but Bill and his girlfriend
came down the stairs and asked if I was ready to go. I nodded to them and
left without telling Jamie good bye.


                                   continued......


Sorry I had to break this one into segments, but I just couldn't keep you
waiting any longer. I have quite a bit done of the next segment but it is
not done. I hope to finish it before posting anymore of it.

I hope the delay has not chased you off as there is much more to this story
and I think you will enjoy it if you stick around.


Let me know what you think : axlwrite55@yahoo.com

				    AxL