Michael pulls out a small tattoo of a male fertility symbol pressed in black ink. It also has a few interesting runes swirling around it.
Perfect, he thinks, he was going to a college party tonight and this looks like something he could put on. He quickly scans the tag.
"The Dominator - this design is carefully crafted to give the wearer the total advantage in any sexual interaction. Whether in the bedroom or in the wild, this design will bring you out on top."
I mean, it's an interesting sex symbol, but Michael doesn't think it could make him dominating by any means. He does not have an athletic build by any standards, he's barely reached average height for his age, and he is still fairly embarrassed by this penis size. He is essentially a very boring twink. But still, he is trying to get out there and maybe he can get lucky at this party.
Michael goes to the front counter and pays the full dollar, weirdly enough, there was no sales tax. He heads back to the dorm, feeling like the tattoo is burning a hole in his pocket. At least he will have some fun tonight, and there will be plenty of jocks to enjoy.
At the dorm (single room, thank god), he puts away his backpack and sets aside his homework for tomorrow. After a little while, he slips on a thin white tee shirt and some black jeans. As he removes his other pair of pants, the tattoo baggy falls out of his pocket and onto the floor. Oh right, totally forgot. Michael then goes to the bathroom with the tattoo paper and runs it under the water. He decides to press it onto the outside of his bicep, or whatever you could call an arm as thin as this, and holds it still for a few minutes. When he removes the paper, he is mildly surprised that the complete design was pressed on. Normally, these cheap tattoos would only press half the image or look very grainy. If he didn't know better, it almost looked like he got a full tattoo from an expensive parlor.
He quickly grabbed his wallet and left for the party, it was just outside in the courtyard so he didn't have to go very far.
Admittedly, most of the night is a bit of a blur, Michael had a bit too much to drink.
He does remember one jock character giving him a lot of attention. It was one of his neighbors, Jason, from the football team. Michael had noticed that Jason had given him attention before, but he wasn't sure that Jason liked him that much. Maybe Jason was just curious about being with a twink. Regardless, Michael remembers that at some point, he followed Jason out of the courtyard and back to the dorm.
Jason also had a single room, and that's where Michael found himself. Before he could say anything, Jason quickly turned and planted his lips directly over Michael's. After a moment of shock, Michael started kissing back in a tipsy bliss. He let his hands wander up Jason's back and his front, up his tightly wrapped muscles and mounds of dense flesh. Jason began to reach up Michael's shirt as well, feeling very little in comparison. Michael's member grew erect, and he began to feel a new sensation. His arm, right where he put the temporary tattoo, began to feel warm.