Asking dad by lrb27

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I have always had a hair cut fetish I loved and admired bald and shaved headed men. Growing up my dad used to cut my hair quite short when at school. He normally cut it a number 3 when at school and in summer a number 2. I liked it like that but as I grew older I wanted to be more daring. However as I was getting older dad changed he wanted me to have a longer hair in a style , sometimes if I went on and on he would either say sod it and gave me a number 1 which I loved or refused to cut my hair at all and tell me ; " if you want it cut go to a barber!!" So I did at times but never had the guts to come back with a shaved head. After years of growing up without dad cutting my hair I always wished my dad would cut my hair all off as i would have loved to experiance a forced head shave. Then a few years later we were both in the pub when I looked at a guy with a shaved head then notised it was Garry , an old friend from my my school. I told dad that I was thinking off getting the same haircut. He said it was my choice and couldn't care less now about my hair - walking back home he said why do you want it so short my answer was simple. I said most of my friends have had dad who cut their hair short without a guard and that I always thought that you would let me have it too but you never let me. He said fine and said well I didn't want to be one of those dads who made you have short hair. Then back at home slightly drunk he asked how? "Do you really want me to shave you bald!?" I said not bald but without a guard so it would be stubble, there was a long awkward pause then he gave me an ultimatum I couldn't refuae ; he would shave my head bald or not at all , he smirked at me and said come on! I know you want it , which was the truth I did but I pretended to plead with him to cut it to stubble but he never gave in , but after him saying come on go bald about five times I said OK then. He pulled out the kitchen table and he smiled as he opend the kitchen cupboard he brought out the black bag with the hair clippers as I removed my top. He plugged them into the socket and turned them on , they came to life and I was so happy I could feel my dads breath on my shoulders as he took no mercy after being scalped with the clippers he nuged me towards the bathroom past the hall and then he filled the basin with hot water and took a disposable razor and foamed my head. After a while he dipped the razor into the water and started to shave . it felt like nothing I have felt before but I felt comfort that it was dad who was doing it - a sence that I was a man making a bold decision to accept my dads offer. I loved the feel of my head and felt great when dad rubbed it. He said you happy now? And said yeah to this day now I've kept it bald and love it. But truth is I want to grow it again so that I can experience the shave again one day , I sure hope it will be dad again with his tough no mercy attitude !

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