"Wray is a tattoo artist at Tattoo 804, where he rents a booth beside his best friend Mojo. Though he knows Mojo is straight, Wray can't help falling for the man’s flirtatious banter. To make matters worse, Mojo's girlfriend is pregnant, and doesn't want him bothering her with his s****l needs. She warns Wray to keep Mojo from fooling around with other women, but only laughs when he suggests Mojo fool around with him, instead.
One weekend, Mojo asks Wray to attend a local convention with him, where they'll run tattoo booths in the dealer room. Wray agrees, but on the way to the con, Mojo tells him the real reason he's coming along -- Mojo wants a new tattoo ... in a very private part of his body. And he wants Wray to give it to him.
Will Wray be able to put aside his growing lust and perform professionally during the procedure? Or does Mojo have an ulterior motive for dropping his pants?"
Mojo’s Mojo By J.M. Snyder Wednesday evening, my last client runs a little late. Tattoo 804 closes at eight o’clock, but I’m doing the final fill work on a pin-up style cowgirl riding a large spermatozoon as if it were a bucking bronco. I’m not one to judge—I’ll ink anything on anyone if they’re old enough and can pay me to do it. I like my work, and while drawing cowgirls riding giant sperm isn’t exactly my idea of fine art, it pays the rent. A large job like this sets the customer back a cool three hundred, and the way this parlor operates, almost of it goes straight into my pocket. It doesn’t matter what the tattoo is of, really—I take pride in crisp lines and smooth fades, and clean blends where the colors meet. When I’m satisfied with the quality of my work, I wipe the tattoo clean