Johnny Murdoc is a writer and co-founder of Sex Positive St. Louis. He likes long bike rides and sci-fi movies.  Here’s what he has to say for himself:

I took this photo of my partner years ago, when we first started dating. The tattoo isn’t real, thankfully. I drew it on with a pen. He was posing for me, for a series of photos inspired by short stories I had written. This one came from the passage:

“I took the opportunity to once again look at the tattoos that I loved so much against his skin. The sun around his belly button. The angel on that little curve of muscle that slid below the waistline of his boxer-briefs. His pants were unbuttoned, and hanging off one hip. His boots were untied. When I looked up him, again, he was smiling down at me.”

Even now, I remember how thrilled I was to draw on him, to lay in between his legs while I traced lines across his skin. I couldn’t have appreciated him then like I do now, but his enthusiasm and support for my creative whims has always been there, even when it meant having terrible tribal tattoos drawn on his hipbone.