Tommy and Clyde by TxCxB

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I met Clyde at a bar close to my house. I had already come out to my parents and the rest of my family who were all very supportive of me. He sat at the stool next to me and sipped on a bottle of hard cider while I enjoyed the same. Both of us had very untidy and unkempt hair. His dark brown mine a slightly lighter brown. I was already interested in him at first glance but he didn’t fit the description of what I would see and think oh they are gay.
I decided to do my best to cozy up to him even if it didn’t work out so when he asked for a second round I "accidentally" raised me hand and spilled it all over his shirt. He gave me a dirty look but it quickly changed to a less menacing half smile. I apologized, trying to sound as empathetic as I could. "If you want I can take you back to my place and give you a shirt." Definitely not a good way to say it but at least I managed to get something out.
He just looked at me and said ok. I payed for his bill and we both left. My house was just up the street so he took his car and I took mine. When we arrived I was planning to just run inside and grab a shirt that wasn’t stained and dirty. Then I realized that this could be my chance to find someone. I told him that I felt really bad and offered to let him sit by the fireplace so he didn’t have to go home with a wet chest. I didn’t even know where he lived but in wasn’t going to let him get away that easy.
He said yes and we exchanged glances. Love. Only an expression someone like me could give. I had to make my move. He sat down on the couch and took off his shirt. I couldn’t help but stare. His abs were perfectly lined up and bulging out. Are you gay? I asked him, not being able to wait any longer for the answer.
He gave me that look again and smiles. "Yes". I knew it. I think you’re cute I told him. I feel the same he told me. I was going to head home by myself but something about you I couldn’t look away from. I sat down next to him in the couch and lifted off my shirt. Both chests perfectly shaved and shiny. I then asked him if he was interested in sleeping at my house and to my excitement he said yes.
After a long, warm cuddle on the couch we headed into my bed. It was a great night.
The next morning I woke up to Clyde still sleeping. He woke up a few second after and yawned. I’m going to go into town and see if there is a barbers shop around here he told me. This was too perfect to be true. I was always interested in haircuts and now I had the chance to give one to someone as perfect as him.
If you want I could cut it for you. I only have clippers if you don’t mind it being too short. Maybe if you forced me to he said with a grin.
Two minutes later he was tied down to a chair. Bound and gagged. Stripped of all his clothes except his underwear. I told him that I would be cutting it as I pleased. There is nothing you can do to stop me. He faked crying and then I shoved the clippers through his hair. I decided to use a #2 guard so I would still have something to play with.
I continued to buzz all around his head leaving short bristles sticking up from every direction. After it looked done I went over it again just to make sure every hair had been cut. He moaned with delight. Did I tell you to make any noise? I’ll make sure you receive a punishment. I gave him a hard slap on the ass and he jerked forwards. I was so excited. I lifted up my pants and began to massage my cock on his freshly shaved scalp. The stubble moved around under it and I instantly exploded. He let out another main which meant another punishment. I thought after I gave you a warning that would be enough. I took the guard off the clippers and plowed through the middle of his head creating a horseshoe flattop looking masterpiece.
After this I let him out of the chair and he immediately pounced onto me.
He held me down to the floor and picked up the clippers with no guard. He then shaved my head completely. Even after I could tell it was done he still swiped them across my head just to hear the buzz. He then got up and grabbed my shaving cream and razor. I think you should be smooth everywhere he told me. With that he began to cover my entire body in the shaving cream. He then took the razor and began to shave my head. He started at the center and dragged it over my entire scalp. It scraped quietly as it demolished all the stubble in its path. Then he began to shave my armpits. Once he had removed the hair from that area he moved down to my lower area.
Unfortunately I had already shaved it. He moved to my legs but before he could get an even path the razor broke. He was satisfied enough. We both got up and headed out to the pool. He dove in and the water droplets glistened on his buzz cut. All of his hair stood straight up and refused to move. Me now hairless, dove in after him. It was so freeing to splash around weightless and happy. This relationship was going places and we both knew that.

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