The Masculine Mutant Man: Leatherhead

If I'm being completely honest, I had some reservations about meeting up with my third model. It might just be my dog DNA, but spending the day alone with a near seven foot tall alligator mutant gave me pause to really consider what I was doing! 

This fellow calls himself Leatherhead and had me meet him at his house, a welcoming enough place on the river. I was surprised at his thick, cajun accent until he explained that he had spent his life in the swamps of Louisiana up until his mutation. He showed me around the property, down to the docks and around his fishing trawler, which is how he makes his living. I found it at least a little comforting to know his diet consists more of seafood than, um, anything terrestrial! 

I had been hoping I would be able to snap a few pictures of the imposing fellow on his boat, or in the river but neither seemed especially private with other boats coming and going down the waterway. When I mentioned this to him his face lit up. 

"A gatah in watah would make the mos kinda sense. What aboutah bath tub?" He suggested. 

I laughed, assuming he was joking, after all he couldn't possibly fit, right? He showed me his rather spacious bathroom with one of those old claw foot tubs you hardly see anymore and started to fill it with cool water. He stripped off while it filled, with zero inhibitions, revealing a rather soft physique, though I could tell he had strong muscles underneath. I always admire the body of a man who does an honest day's work. I could easily imagine him hauling up the nets, carrying heavy barrels full of fresh fish, his arms and chest flexing... When the tub was about half-filled he squeezed into it, having to drape his arms over one side and lengthy tail out the other. 

"See now? Perfect fit!" He said and chuckled.  

I asked him to just take a bath normally while I took shot after shot from different angles. He grabbed a bar of soap and rubbed himself, getting excited while he did. It was quite clear he enjoyed the attention I was giving him, and I was enjoying the happy, bathing reptile before me! I will admit too, I hadn't seen an alligator cock before that afternoon but it's definitely not something I'll ever forget! He told me stories and even sang to himself a bit while he washed. Any sense of nervousness I initially had around him was long gone. By the end I found him to be very cheerful, and quite a rascal as he tried to pull me into the tub and splash me a couple times! But that just served to remind me of why I was doing this project in the first place: To meet different mutant men, and showcase their unique attractiveness and personalities. Not only that, but to prove that even though some of us mutants look pretty scary, we might actually be downright silly, and friendly too!

After we said our goodbyes I drove back to my apartment in the city. Leatherhead messaged me the next day, wanting to add that he's currently single, and doesn't bite, unless you ask him to! 

-Fido