As a photographer, I like to take pictures in my free time. Sure, my favorite thing to do in my free time involves a giant orc dick, but I also like taking pictures! So, I almost always bring my camera with me. I sometimes even bring it with me when I'm meeting with family or friends. (Unless it's rude to do so or I'm told not to bring it. I respect boundaries!) One of my favorite places to bring my camera though, is a park.
Stereotypical? Sure, but it's a great place to take beautiful shots! It's also how I started off photography.
When I moved in to my apartment, I would go to the park that was in the complex and take pictures of it. It was decently big, enough for the kids and family who lived there to enjoy it. Eventually I researched if there were other parks around and, much to my joy, there was. A huge park at that. Easily over a couple thousand acres. With grass, trees, a lake, playing areas for kids, you name it. It was a small piece of paradise for any nature lovers living in the city.
I tried to go to every area of that park yet I'm certain I still haven't seen everything. But that was alright, as it gave me more ammunition for photos! I would walk, look around, and take a picture every couple of seconds it felt like. Whether it be the scenery, the people enjoying their time at the park, anything can be a good photograph! But I also just enjoyed myself; the feel of fresh air hitting my face, the smell of a clean park, and feeling the plants where I walked. It's amazing that the city kept such a big park in great condition!
Eventually, of course, I came across something I REALLY liked.
Around the afternoon, I almost always see someone jogging in said park's pathways. You guessed it, it was a big, hunky orc. It didn't seem to matter what part of the park I was at; I was still able to run into him somehow. Maybe he liked to jog the entire park? But it seemed a little too big to fully run.
Either way, I would see him constantly. He would always wear what you expect a runner to wear. A singlet that showed off those gorgeous muscles, drying shorts that couldn't hide that bouncing package (and can barely hold those thick legs) for the life of them, running shoes (which he had multiple different types of, from what I've seen), and a cap. I did notice some black hair on his nape and sideburns, but I never saw him without his cap. I would also see him sweating a lot, enough to have his singlet wet on the top. Especially the armpits. Yeah.
He would always stay on pathways, so sometimes I would make sure to be close to one just so I can see him. And when he notices me, he would give a small smile and a nod in greeting. I would do the same and he would continue his run. This has been going on since the first time I went to the park. While I would have loved to stop him and relieve some of his stress with my mouth, there was never a good opportunity.
I figured it would have been the same as I walked a new area on the park that had a nice opened field with grass, perfect for having a picnic. The sky was beautiful with a couple of clouds and the area was at an incline with some trees in the distance. A standard, but nice landscape. As I was taking the photos, the familiar sounds of running on dirt grew closer. I turned my head, and there he was. The man of the hour.
He noticed me as he got closer and smiled, but this time he stopped and jogged in place. That was new. I don't think I ever saw him stay in place before.
"I feel like I've been seeing you a lot lately." He said in between heavy breathing.
I smiled back and turned my body to him, "Same here. If I didn't know any better, I'd say you were following me."
He chuckled, "Funny, I was about to say the same thing."
I laughed along with him, trying not to look down. I knew that bulge of his was probably bouncing heavily because of his in-place jogging, trying to tempt me. I couldn't be that transparent. Yet.
"Trust me, I would have been taking pictures of you nonstop whenever I saw you if that was the case."
There was a reason for this. Due to him always running, it would have been pretty hard to get a good shot of the man. Even with my high-tech camera, it would still look too blurry for me. And any clear shot would risk him seeing me. I learned my lesson with Siv.
The orc shrugged, "Would you believe me if I said I was used to it? Whenever people see me running by, they would sometimes take out their phone and take a picture of me."
I once more suppressed my urge to look down.
"But that camera looks expensive. Photographer?"
I nodded, "Yeah. Just taking pictures of this park. I just moved here recently so I'm still seeing all of what it has to offer."
"Oh, you won't be disappointed." He then stopped jogging, probably seeing that he was going nowhere soon. "I've lived here all my life and I still get surprised by what I find sometimes. I'd like to think this park is our pride and joy."
"It's definitely beautiful. You wouldn't happen to know the best spots for a picture, would you?"
"Oh, I can think of a few. I can pinpoint them on your map if you have your phone with you."
"Cool, thanks!"
I handed him my phone and he opened the maps app. I got close to him to see. But also to get that nice, musky smell that I knew he had to have. And my god, did he! He must have been running for a while because he smelled absolutely amazing! And was able to notice just how drenched his singlet was around his armpits. What I wouldn't give to put my face in there.
He then pinpointed certain locations on the park and showed them to me.
"These places are a little harder to find for newcomers. Especially with all the trees around there. Since they don't have a pathway, most people miss them. Pity, too. They are incredibly beautiful areas."
I snapped out of it and grabbed my phone, "Ah, um, thanks! I'll look into them!"
Seeming to realize how close we were, his expression turned a little sheepish.
"Ah, I forgot. I must be pretty rank with all the running. Sorry about that."
That was it. The opportunity that I was waiting for. Depending on how he reacted, I could get a chance with the green hunk.
I looked him right in the eyes and smiled, "You don't smell bad to me. In fact, you smell fantastic."
He looked at me with slight surprise, which then turned to a smirk.
"You know, only certain types of guys like this kind of smell. You know that, right?"
"Oh, I know."
The smirk grew bigger, "Good to know." He raised his hand at me. "Morduk."
I shook his hand without looking away from him, "Javier."
Morduk released my hand and started walking backwards, "Maybe I'll see you around again."
"I hope so."
