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CHUCK & DAVE - PT. 2 The Saga reaches new heights

by ShavdLthr

Now fully dressed both men clomped down the stairs to the tattoo appointments.



As both men had dressed commando style under their leathers as Chuck had suggested Dave was experiencing a totally new way of sensations as they drove into the city. The tight leather encasing his freshly shaved body along with the tight filling shirt on his upper torso kept Dave in a constant state of semi-arousal the entire trip. Looking over at his partner he couldn’t help but note their new garb seemed to be having the same effect upon Chuck. Dave knew he now felt so much more natural than he had ever felt in all his years of wearing designer shirts and ties.



Entering the tattoo shop for the first time Dave was caught totally off guard. Instead of it being some dark foreboding space in a seedy area, the shop was a brightly lighted street level space less than a mile from Chuck’s office. Instead of the walls being filled with what he knew was called flash, there were beautifully photographed photos of past and present clients displaying everything from a simple bicep design to full body coverage. Even the men photographed who did not have perfect bodies and were far older than the generally thought of eye candy age conveyed a subtle sexuality that kept drawing Dave to their photo’s. He was most surprised when he found his gaze returning again and again to a man apparently in his fifties tattoo’s over virtually all of his body - including his head and face. Only the man’s main face from lips to mid forehead had not be inked; even at that a nautical star centered on the mans chin drew the eye first to that point. Dave thought how the design resembled a mask in reverse. While the entire neck; the sides, top and back of the head were covered in tattooing the main portion of his face, the part that allowed his own personality to show through, remained inked free. The only exception to this rule was a line of tiny nautical stars which highlighted his eyes in the areas just below his full eyebrows. Obviously the man had a strong connection with the star symbol.



Just then a man entered the reception area from the back and embraced Chuck in a big bear hug. Moments later he turned towards Dave and gave him a similar if less intense greeting. “I’m John and I’ve heard so much about you. Welcome”. After a few minutes of chat, John told them to come on back, they had hours ahead of them to get acquainted.



Walking towards the back of the area, they passed three dentist type chairs - two of which were occupied with an artist doing work on a client, to a large walled off office which apparently was John’s ’operating room’. Centered in the space was another of the black dentist-type chairs under a canopy of bright lights. Two club chairs and a table were grouped towards the back of the space while along shelf filled with tools-of- the-trade occupied the front inside wall along with a rolling stool. The entire wall above the shelf was mirrored as was the opposing wall. There was no way John wouldn’t always be operating in full view of others.



After first offering the men bottled water or coffee he directed them to the club chairs, rolled up his stood and said “Now, lets talk about why you men are here today.” Pressing a remote switch he held in his hand a slide photo of Chuck appeared on one of the non-mirrored walls. As John began talking the photo changed to a close-up of Chucks Corps tattoo and then back to a semi long shot. John explained the next shot would show the cover-up of the existing tattoo that Chuck had already approved, followed by two additional photos that indicated how the work would be enlarged as Chuck had requested. Quickly advancing through a series of photos they were soon staring at a rendering of Chuck’s body showing it covered with a complex abstract design in heavy black that extending from just below his neckline, across the shoulder and ended just above Chuck’s left wrist. The only color in all the design was in a crest over his bicep and covering virtually all of his former Corp tattoo that incorporated the initials “C” and “D”. The photo of Chuck was quickly joined by a rendering of Dave showing virtually the same tattoo design but on Dave’s right side; Dave couldn’t decide whether he was going to pass out or fall out of the chair in which he was now sitting.



“Naturally this is too much work to be accomplished in one day; when you both leave later the design will end just above your elbows. We’ll complete these pieces in your next appointment” John stated.



Dave knew he really was going to be sick. All he had agreed to was a small discreet marking that would easily be covered by anything more than a muscle shirt like he now wore. What John had just proposed could only be completely covered by wearing a long sleeved shirt buttoned at the neck. Dave silently stood up and walked out of the shop.



Standing on the sidewalk in front of the shop silently fuming Dave felt Chuck’s arms wrap around him from behind. As mad as was Dave he still couldn’t resist leaning back into the man who now meant so much to him. “But how am I ever going to explain this monster tattoo to others” he wondered.



After many minutes of standing as they were in silence Dave rotated within Chuck’s arms stared into the eyes of the man he loved. Finally he stated simply “No!”. Chuck’s expression changed to one, not as much of rejection, but more towards non-comprehension. Moving his arms up to wrap around Chuck’s neck, Dave drew his partner close and whispered in his ear “No, I am not going to be the first one in the chair. I insist upon seeing you as committed to this in real life as you are in the photos. And, there’s one condition. Once we are done here you have to agree, not knowing anymore than did I when I agreed to one ’small’ tattoo earlier, you will do whatever I want done to you.”



“Agreed” shouted Chuck as he brought Dave into an intense lip lock. The front of both men’s tight fitting leather jeans tented in unison.



Returning to John’s studio Chuck stripped off his muscle shirt and took his place in the client chair. After checking his arm to insure no hairs had been missed in shaving John entered a code into his computer and a line drawing of the tattoo design for Chuck started coming out of his computer printer; on some type of pliable clear film it had a paper backing which peeled away. John cut the film into three pieces and started applying the first one to Chuck’s arm. As this piece was the crest and immediate surrounding art meant to cover Chuck’s existing Corps tattoo he worked constantly adjusting its placement as it not only needed to cover the old tattoo, but its placement would affect placement of the other two pieces. Finally John peeled away the film leaving only a transfer imprint upon Chuck’s upper arm.



During all of this Dave sat quietly to one side paying rapt attention as if he was about the see a surgeon perform a major operation. Finally John selected an ink gun and the room was filled with a buzzing sound.



As slow and deliberate in properly placing the outline as had been John, Dave was surprised that in just over and hour all remnants of Chucks former Corps tattoo had been replaced by a much larger Celtic inspired shield design with an interlocking “C” and “D”. With all the black work done John began switching guns and ink and adding in the accent colors of red, orange and yellow. Even with the bulldog and Semper Fi gone, Chuck’s memories of his time in the Marine’s carried on in the colors chosen to accent the new crest.



Dave was amazed with how little blood Chuck had shed and how sterile John appeared to keep all the area being tattooed. Yet another of his long held beliefs had been shattered.



“We need a break guys” announced John as he handed each of the men a cigar and headed out a door that Dave had not noticed before. Stepping through the door Dave found they were in a beautifully landscaped and maintained walled city garden. Four iron arm chairs were clustered around a small table to one side and there was even a water feature in a back corner. The English garden charm of the plantings were in complete contrast to John’s stack, sterile studio. Moments later the door again opened and the shop receptionist appear with a tray, three glasses and a pitcher of iced tea. John commented on how he never drank any form of alcohol while he was working and he preferred his clients abstain during their time as well.



After enjoying their cigars and the break, Chuck was again in the chair and John began placing the second portion of the design that would extend from the cap of Chuck’s shoulder up almost to his neck. Dave had failed to notice during the earlier review of the total design that there were ’spikes’ within the shoulder design that extended both down onto the back but on to the left pec as well. Somehow this new knowledge didn’t frighten Dave in the least.

What’s a few more ounces of ink he thought. Finally the second of the design was placed to please both Chuck and John and the film was again peeled away. Soon the buzz of the ink gun again filled the space and John intently began to outline the total design. John didn’t talk much as he tattooed preferring to concentrate of his work. Following his lead both Chuck and Dave also remained silent except for those times John might pause with his work to either ask a question or make a comment.



Dave was amazed when over two hours later John was still working laying ink into Chuck’s shoulder, back and pec. Another half hour passed before John finally shut off his gun and announced they were completed for this session. Chuck sat quietly for a moment than announced “John the more I’ve sat and watched you finish out this segment of the design the more I have realized you were correct in your statement of the other day. Finish that part off now, will you please?” With now idea to what Chuck was referring he watched as John again picked up the tattoo gun and started working at the portion closest to Chuck’s neck. In no time that portion of the design had be augmented with a curved spike shape that extended the design by about two inches. Seeing how this last addition now actually extended up the side of Chuck’s neck, Dave realized the only time it would not show was if Chuck were wearing a dress shirt and tie - something he hadn’t done since his first day with MsE. Awareness of that fact did frighten Dave, what about when it’s my turn in the chair? What about dressing daily for my job?



As accustomed as he was to seeing Chuck with a tattoo on his arm Dave couldn’t get over how the new design changed the appearance of his body so dramatically. Not only was it much larger and blacker in color it demonstrated how a custom designed piece enhanced Dave’s body; the way the design was placed and shaped made every muscle appear larger and even more developed. Not only by size, the entire design made Chuck a far more aggressive look. Dave loved all these changes in his partner and couldn’t not wait for the lower portion of the design to be embedded into his lower arm.



Once John finished clearing the entire area of skin over which he had just worked and rubbing a coating of clear oil into the skin he wrapped all the area in a clear plastic film that would need to remain in place for the next two hours and Chuck finally stood before Dave in his newly enhanced form.



During another break in the garden, while Chuck had gone to drain his bladder, Dave had time to talk through something he’d been considering with John. In relatively short time the men were in agreement on the plan and how it would be accomplished. In no time it was Dave’s turn in the chair and even he was amazed how his pants tented in anticipation of feeling the ink entering his skin.



Once Dave has settled into the client chair the placement of the first section took John far less time as there was no need to worry about covering any existing art. Hearing the tattoo gun Dave wondered if he could be able to withstand the pain as easily as had Chuck.



Flinching at the first touch of the needle into his arm Dave was surprised that the pain was not as great as he had imagined it might be yet the was a definite constant feeling of intrusion into his skin and body. For the next twenty minutes or so Dave had to really concentrate to retain his composure. Then, without really realizing it at first, Dave began to relax more and more as the discomfort cause be the needles faded away and the constant buzzing became almost hypnotic. Dave seemed to enter a semi-trance like state and only after John patted him on the shoulder a couple of times did Dave actually realize John was telling him the first phase was completed.



Not content with just seeing the design on his arm that Chuck had created for them both from a distance he jumped out of the chair and ran towards on the large wall mirrors. Dave loved the design he saw reflected back to him - it was an exact match of the artwork now enhancing the arm and shoulder of the man he loved. No, there was something different about the two pieces. Studying it more closely Dave realized that while the red accent color in Chuck’s piece was the same in John’s, the orange had been replaced by a deep purple (a color Dave liked a great deal) and the yellow in Chuck’s piece was now a strong, deep green - the color of Dave’s university Alma Mater. White the two pieces were identical in essence, they each had been slightly modified to reflect parts of their individual personalities and history



Speechless, happy and proud, Dave beamed in Chucks direction in recognition of his new knowledge. No words needed to be spoken.



Another break in the garden and the enjoyment of another of John’s fine cigars followed. Finally Dave was once again in the client chair but still not has soon as Dave would have liked.



As John quickly positioned the film for his shoulder piece Dave asked him to stop for a moment during which time he made sure he wanted this piece to be exactly as the one John had earlier done on Chuck - including the last addition. Letting our a loud yell Chuck jumped from his observers position and ran over to hug Dave.



With the buzzing a low sound in the back of Dave’s mind he soon again entered into the semi-trance like state and while he remained aware of all John was doing the actual length of time passing became a burr to him. In what seemed like less that thirty minutes John was again patting his shoulders. Staring into the mirror with Chuck standing behind him he saw two men with a bold graphic design running across their shoulders and a short way up the side of their necks and down onto the pecs.



Only once the two men were standing side-by-side did it occur to Dave that while their new tattoos were virtually identical Chucks was on his left shoulder and upper arm while Dave’s was on his right side. Initially this pissed off Dave but while a myriad of thoughts were flooding his brain he accepted how this difference was a way to prevent them from looking like “bobbsy twin twinks” when seen by others. Again Chuck’s fore planning had been right.



In no time John had cleaned and wrapped Dave’s arm as he had done with Chucks and the three men were working out the schedules for the third and final section of this designed when a man carrying several silver trays covered by toweling entered John’s private area. Initially John only introduced him as one of his associates Wayne. After a few minutes of general conversation between the now four men John made note of Wayne being the Lead Piercer for his company and Wayne would be handling the rest of their installations. As Dave stood laughing Chuck developed a look of border line fear. While he had no concern over a tattoo needled puncturing his skin, the thought of a needle-any needle-piercing his skin and exiting his body in another location was something Chuck had never thought would happen to him. But…he had made a promise to his buddy earlier and he was not a man to back away from a promise.



With a look on resignation upon his face Chuck again took his position in the client chair as Wayne directed. Gathering a series of measuring devices from the top tray and finally placing a black dot on Chuck’s left earlobe Chuck was soon the possessor a large silver ring hanging from his earlobe. Chuck has been surprised how he hadn’t really noticed any pain or blood from the piercing.



Wayne began explaining how the 8 gauge ring he had inserted in Chuck’s ear, and would soon be in Dave’s nipples as well, was larger than he would normally use for an initial piercing the ear lobe was more pliable and could handle the larger size with few if any problems. However, for the nipples he was going to be using a local deadening agent to not only lessen any pain but to expedite the healing process as well. “Oh shit, the nipples too?” thought Chuck.



Within twenty minutes Chuck was seeing his reflection with large silver rings hanging from each of his nipples as well as from his left ear. Just as the thought of being tattooed had never been a concern of Dave’s before today, the thought of such rings piercing his body had never crossed Chuck’s mind. Today had certainly become one for unexpected, but shared, surprises for the two men.



Just as Wayne started to measure Dave’s earlobe for his new ring Dave stopped him and said he wanted the ring to be in his right ear. When Wayne stopped and looked at him questioningly Dave explained: “I know all the talk about Tops being pierced on the left while bottoms are pierced on the right, etc. Chuck and I are both secure enough both with each other and with who and what we are that doesn’t mean a shit to me. I want the symmetry to coincide with our new tattoos - that’s far more important to me.” Within twenty minutes Dave’s body was also pierced in three places by silver rings that were duplicates of those now in Chuck’s body.



Once Wayne gave them each directions on how to clean and care for their new piercings, and as he headed back towards the front of the store he commented “I’ve scheduled you for four weeks from today to begin the stretching process.” Chuck looked stunned while Dave just smiled.



Finally able to again put on the shirts that had removed just over either houses earlier both men commented how their nipple rings seemed even more obvious when outlined by their tight fitting shirts than they had against their naked bodies. With no other real option the both men first laughed, then hugged one another and finally locked their lips in a passionate exchange.



After first being told by John that he’d lock them in the back room and close the store if the proceeded to get any more amorous in their exploration on one anthers bodies Chuck and Dave were standing on the sidewalk deciding what to do about dinner when they heard a car honking along with wolf whistles. Chuck was the first to notice Russ hanging from the window of Ron’s truck; they were the ones making all the noise.



Walking over the Ron’s truck Russ was first to comment about “If looks like both you boys have made several new additions today. Now turn around and let us see all.” Both men were in a somewhat giddy state of mind and began an impromptu ’fashion show’ for their two friends. As the two returned to taking with R&R Dave especially noticed the amount of looks, if not stares, the two men in similar muscle shirts and leathers were getting from passerby’s. Maybe two men in love both in their mid 40’s weren’t a turn off to everyone.



R&R were headed out to dinner, once they settled on place and quickly it was decided Chuck and Dave would join them on one condition, R&R had to agree to be their guest tonight. Trying to decide where they should head during a prime dinner hour for queer men in the city, Dave suggested “Let’s see how good this Elite Card we have works on a Saturday night. Within 20 minutes Max was again showing the foursome to the same center table they had occupied less that a week earlier The Rose Tattoo. (As before there was large group of men awaiting tables in the bar area.) Max was excessively generous in his compliments towards Chuck and Dave on their recent additions but did suggest Dave should follow him to he men’s room for removal of the plastic wrap still encasing his right upper arm and shoulder. Both Chuck and Dave laughed out loud when the realized in their excitement they had failed to do so earlier. Returning to the table totally refreshed but wearing a sheepish grin Dave was reseated just as their cocktails, including a Gray Goose martini for Dave arrived.



As had happened the other two times the four men had been together the conversation (and laughs) flowed easily between them along with another excellent meal wonderfully presented and served. Throughout the entire evening they were interrupted as men continued stopping by their table to chat with Ron and Russ as well as to meet Chuck and Dave. A few of these men were less that subtle in letting their interest in the two ‘new’ men be known. In each instance Russ adopted the role of Mother Protector to them and made sure any and all knew the two were a couple and not to be messed with. As they were preparing to leave Russ announced that he and Ron were going to properly introduced Chuck & John to this wonderful city of perversions starting with a tour of the leather bars; all they need do was make a quick stop by the MsE complex.



Arriving at the office building Ron announced “I’m sure you two can find more than enough to keep yourselves occupied while we head up to the apartment and make ourselves decent for your presentation to the city’s leather society. While Chuck had known such an apartment excited he had never seen it himself, Dave had not even known of its existence.



Less then an hour later the four men exited the main MsE retail store after being assisted by Russ in selecting leather jackets, caps and gloves to go along with what they had started their day wearing. Both Ron and Russ had added leather chaps over their jeans while Ron wore another leather jacket and cap he had selected from their apartment while Russ was no shirtless with his chaps wearing instead a leather vest and cap.



For the next several hours the foursome visiting more leather, Levi, rubber and bear bars than other Chuck or John had ever known existed. At each locations the drinks and/or beer flowed freely but never once did Dave see any cash trade hands. Finally they were warmly welcomed into an private after party even though neither Chuck or Dave knew, or ever met, the hosts. Needless to say the two men witnessed more variations of sexual activity in this one night than do many people in a lifetime, yet it was obvious to anyone who met them they only had interest in one another.



Arriving back at the MsE lot Chuck was again hit with the thought of the two of them having to again drive home to East Bay; something he knew he was up to at that point and he was equally sure Chuck wasn’t either. As Chuck and Dave were exiting the back of the club cab truck Ron handed Chuck a key: “Russ and I have thought for some time now you should have a master key to the entire complex and not just the office areas. Take this for tonight and plan to keep it. You two use the guest apartment tonight and any time in the future you don’t feel like driving the distance to your home. You’ll find coffee and juice and enough other things to get you through the night and morning, The key also opens the rear entrance into the outlet store so you can grab a pair of jeans and anything else you may need for tomorrow. In fact why don’t you plan on staying over all of tomorrow and not bother going back home until Monday. Bye guys, enjoy your night. And welcome to our own little inner circle..” With that said Ron sped out of the parking lot leaving Chuck and Dave both speechless and with their mouths hanging open.



Both men were so tired their only thought was in getting to bed, now if only they could find the bed. After testing several doors Chuck finally located the one which led to the upstairs apartment. Paying scant attention to the unit before heading to bed, they both stopped dead in their tracks when the did finally get to the bedroom to find it was a dark gray room with two fully mirrored walls along with the ceiling. The only piece of furniture in the room was a super king size bed with a turned back black leather covering; the bed itself was covered in a black rubber sheet along with at least eight rubber encased king size pillows. The mattress seemed mounted atop some type of platform with doors or drawers that opened on all four sides. The guys were too tired to care, or explore at that point and soon with nestled in the center of that huge bed with their arms wrapped around one another.



Strangely enough Chuck was the first to awaken next morning but by the time he had preformed his morning routine and had coffee brewing Dave too was awake. As he was the one to usually both awaken first as well as one of those who instantly become fully alert he was more than ready when Chuck returned to the bed. Mutually exploring the newly pierced and tattooed bodies while watching their reflections in the overhead mirrors Dave was the first to say he couldn’t wait until the forearm portion of their mutual design was completed by John and the start planning for their next body art. This brought a huge smile to Chuck’s face.



Thinking at first it was the reflections in all the mirrors Dave became aware that all the extra effort they had been putting into their workouts was yielding results, especially on Chuck. While his body was certainly now more defined and developed than at any time in the past, Chuck’s was getting more massive, not just in his guns but throughout his body; even his neck had to be at least two inches bigger than a year ago. Even though they seemed to be doing the same routines Chuck seemed to be adding much more mass than was Dave.



While Dave had been preoccupied in his appraisal of his partners body changes Chuck has obviously been exploring for suddenly the rubber sheets around Chuck will filled with rubber toys and leathers Dave had only seen on display in the MsE stores. Apparently Chuck was also well versed his how to use many of these items for Dave soon found himself bound the four corners of the bed frame in classic spread eagle position. Maybe it was the rubber sheets, the new tattoos or some other previously unspoken desires but the men did not emerge from the bedroom/bondage area and when they did Dave could no longer be said to have a virgin ass. Chuck had been unbelievably gentle in taking Dave, especially considering this was something neither of them had ever even mentioned with one another before, but they both knew the time was right. This sharing of one more part of themselves with one another seamed to ratchet up their feelings for the other man. If the shared tattoos had not proven them each how deeply committed they were to one another, Dave’s begging Chuck to fuck him had; as hot, sweaty and emotionally drained as were they both at the end of their inaugural fuck session they could not seem to separate themselves from one another, so strong were the emotions.



When the two men did finally shower they did not risk another shared body shave or it could have easily been dark again before they were ready to hit the city streets for something to eat. As it was they both bounded through the connecting hallway to the retail outlet buck ass naked as nothing they had worn yesterday was fit to be worn again.

Selecting a couple of tee shirts and jeans took no time at all but when Chuck said they needed new boots Dave knew this would take a lot of time. When the did finally hit the sidewalk Chuck was wearing a pair of knee high Wesco Boots over his jeans and Dave a knee high pair of Wesco Linemen’s with black leather lacings instead of the ones that came with the boots.



Arriving at a nearby popular gay diner for a late breakfast they encountered John and Wayne (Dave at least had not realized the two men were lovers) who asked them to join them. Talking over their meals Dave especially could not talk about the tattooing process and how glad he was to now have almost all of his first tattoo completed. He went on in detail with thoughts he had had since yesterday about things he wanted added to his body and to Chuck’s. He spoke repeatedly about how empowering he felt the entire tattoo process was and how much he now felt is was totally in charges of his body for the first time ever. As Dave continued to expound about all of this the other three men sat in with smiles and a new respect for Dave. Especially Chuck who John knew had been extremely concerned about initiating the tattooing process with Dave. It seemed they had definitely gained another convert to tattooing, as well as piercing from Dave’s comments.



By the time their meal was completed their appointments for four weeks away had been advanced to complete the design has been rescheduled for the following Tuesday.



Before the men continued with an afternoon exploration of the area Chuck suggested the stop back by the store and exchange their tee shirts for tank tops to allow even more of their new tattoos to show. Dave readily agreed.



While getting their tanks tops Dave suggested that with traffic to the valley lighter during midday Sunday than it would be Monday during their normal commute time, why didn’t they head home now, check their mail and messages which had gone unchecked since Friday, he would grab the clothes needed for Monday and then they could head back to the city and again spend the night in the apartment; that way Dave grinned, Chuck could continue exploring the wonders of the bed frame upon which they had slept last night. No argument there from Chuck. Wasting no time traveling, or packing, by late afternoon the men were enjoying a beer in one of the leather bars they had both seemed to like most from the other night.



While having their beer, and two more, both men were surprised by the number of men in the bar who came up to talked with them. Many of the men commented upon having seen them at The Rose Tattoo with Ron and Russ or in one of the bars later. Neither of the men seemed to have any memory of making such an impression.



An early dinner at a Italian café recommended by a couple of the guys in the bar and the men soon were once again atop the rubber sheets. The exploration began anew.



If Dave had thought his new haircut, followed by the huge floral delivery of last week has created office talk, he was totally unprepared for the fallout caused by his silver earring on Monday. It was surprising how quickly Dave had become accustomed to the earring and almost totally forgotten about it until the first comment about it was made. The first comment certainly was not the last. Dave was again indignant over how so many people seemed to feel they had the right to offer their opinion even when not asked or who gave a rats ass about his earring in the first place. Even his boss ventured a comment about Dave might want to at least reconsider having the ring moved to the left ear so no one would think Dave to be a faggot. Dave’s fist thought was “I’d love to rip of my shirt right now and show him what else I have on my right side”. After so many years with the company Dave was suddenly beginning to feel totally disconnected from his colleagues.



Heading to the gym Monday evening Dave noticed they were heading in a different direction. Chuck said Ron had suggested they try a different gym from the one at which they were members and had arranged guest passes for a month for them both. What a difference a gym can make! In their own gym Chuck and Dave had been considered two of the better developed men and women members; in this gym they’d be hard pressed to quality anywhere near the upper 50% of the men present. This was obviously a gym for very serious body builders; apparently it was a men’s only gym. At the same time the overall quality of the facility and the equipment was even higher than was their own gym. They both had an incredible workout and while doing so came across man men they had seen in their recent outings. As in the bar Sunday evening they repeatedly received warm greetings.



Chuck had thought on Sunday that Dave had included more clothing that he would need for just Monday so when he suggested after showering they have a nice dinner in the city and then again spend the night in the apartment he was not surprised, merely glad. Dave’s reasoning has been that it would make it easier to get to their tattoo appointment Tuesday evening.



Even by not stopping to meet Chuck at MsE he still arrived at John’s shop on Tuesday evening to find Chuck already in the chair with John well on the way to extending the existing tattoo pattern well down on to his forearm It seemed to extend much farther down now than it had in the artwork John had shown them originally. Chuck mentioned he‘s brought jeans and boots for Dave to change into and with far less modesty then he would have shown only months ago he began to change right there. Not surprisingly he also found another tight fitting tank top amongst the things Chuck brought.



Sitting to the side as he had before it was hard to tell exactly how John was progressing on the total design but it did seem to Dave as if he was making far faster time then he had their last appointment. Again the sound of the tattoo gun had its usual sleep inducing effect upon Dave and it seemed like no time before John was telling him to “Wake up Sleepyhead!” Coming he alert he saw Chuck smiling at him and shaking his shoulder. His now completed left arm should looked fantastic but as Dave had suspected it was much larger than from the drawing. The intricate design of both Celtic and tribal patterns now extended all the way to his wrist; a long sleeve shirt would just cover the design when standing but any manner of bending or extending the arm would insure that the bottom of the design at least would be visible. “Is my tattoo is extend this low as well?” thought Dave. “They way I work in the office, even with my shirt sleeves down it will always show some’.



Before Dave could say a word Chuck started in “I know, it’s a lot bigger and longer than when we first approved the design, but after all we discussed the last few days I decided why stop half way”. I know what your concerns must be about your work environment you can see how John and I included a way yours can stop about 2” shorter than does mine.” Suddenly Dave’s heart slowed to a far more normal pattern and a smile spread from ear to ear on Dave’s face. “God I love this man” he thought as he hugged Chuck close.



A short break in the garden for a cigar and Dave too Chuck’s place in the big black leather chair as John began pushing ink into his forearm. Even more than during the first session it seemed to Dave that each bite of the needle into his skin also injected even more adrenaline to his system and after about 30 minutes of John working on his arm Dave called a halt to the proceedings. “John, don’t change a thing in finishing out my piece from the way you just completed Chucks. We’re partners in everything we now do and I’m not turning candy ass of him now. Take it all the way to the wrist!” said Dave with more determination than Chuck could ever recall his using previously.

Glancing first at Dave and then towards Chuck and hearing no objections from either man, especially the beaming like a proud Papa Chuck, John again fired up the ink gun and the staccato buzzing of the ink gun began anew. Just over two hours later two men with virtually identical sleeve tats exited John’s shop; if there was any difference it was that the blond guys, the one whose inked sleeve was on the right, might extended even further down onto the top of his had than did his partners. Heading down the street Dave called back to John over his shoulder “Don’t forget us John, we’ll be back soon.”



After the most intense, and possible the roughest, night of sex the two men had even shared Dave called his office early the next morning to say he wouldn’t be in for a day or two due to a sprained or broken wrist he had gotten during the workout last night.



As he and Chuck were leaving the apartment the next morning got a quick breakfast before Chuck headed back to his office they encountered Ron and Russ coming in for the day. After a brief discussion in the lobby, it was quickly decided that Dave would spend most of the day with Russ before the four met together again for dinner.



Meeting with Russ later, and after a thorough review of his new arm art by Russ the two decided that even with his sleeves rolled down and a suit jacket on at close to an inch of the design would still show. As an interim measure Russ made a call to a friend and soon he and Dave were headed to a local department store where Russ’s friend worked in the cosmetic department. In no time he supplied them with a cover foundation to conceal the exposed portion of the tattoo - once it had healed. In the meantime Dave would cover it with an elastic bandage as if his arm were sprained.



After a quick lunch the two men spent the rest of the afternoon together, most of the time with Dave (along with Chuck) being brought current by both Ron and Russ on both their short and long term plans for the various business units of MsE Inc. It was during this time that the men learned that MsE investments extended far wider into the community than was commonly known. With all the additional information Dave began making additional suggestions for changes in the financial structure and systems. Before the session ended Ron had called two MsE outside consultants to come to the office and join in the meeting.



During the next months most of Chuck and Dave’s life patterns continued to alter. Instead of spending most the week at their suburban home they now mostly lived in the apartment over the MsE offices with only a night or two weekly spent in the valley. Even with the strong affection the two men had for the gym where they had first met and become friends they dropped their longstanding memberships and were now members of the ‘serious’ gym Ron had recommended. With so much time now spent in the city they realized only one car was needed now; When neither man first agreed to self their own car they ended up selling both vehicles and bought an extended cab pickup truck jointly. If was the first black vehicle for either of them and naturally it had a black leather interior as well.



When Chucked surprised Dave one evening at the gym by showing up with a totally shaved head, that was one thing Dave he couldn’t match at long as he continued working for his company. Dave did get his own sweet revenge upon David when a few nights later as they we preparing for bed Chuck got this first glimpse of the outline upon Dave’s back for what when completed would be a full back tattoo for Dave. This soon became a pattern for the two men; the more competitive they become with one another the stronger their love grew.

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