My Bangkok Buzzcut Adventure by Sean Van Hansis

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I always had a fantasy of being forced to have my head shaved. Not quickly but slowly bit by bit in a way where I had no control of what was happening. Back in 2012, I went on my first trip to Bangkok, Thailand with my friend. It is a colorful city full of life, eccentricity and a place where your inhibitions definitely can take you far, far away from dreams into reality. My friend had been a few times before and told me to not be so rigid and to let myself really go. He had no idea what that would mean for me! I had tried a few different things â€" something called a soapy massage, a place where there’s a bit of S&M bondage going on and all that. It was fun…to an extent but as I continued to build confidence exploring the city I continued to have fantasies of living out my dream once and for all. I started to frequent a place where I was becoming comfortable. At this place it was like a deli where you get to pick out from a whole heap of guys which one you want. I always was instantly attracted to the ones with buzzcuts. And they never disappointed. One night I started to connect with one of the guys Marc and he could sense that I was distracted. He suggested a few alternative ideas. For most guys it was probably exciting. For me, meh. He then asked me what ideas did I have. I was nervous so I danced around the topic until he either had ESP or just noticed how obsessed I was with his buzzcut that he said to me "I think you like my hair". I was nervous and went red and he continued on the topic going "I can cut your hair". I finally got the courage and said "yeah that’s my fetish" and then slowly but confidently outlined all my ideas about it being slow, submissive etc. He was keen. Super keen. I got a bit nervous and said for me to think about it and we ended the night.

I spent ALL night though strategizing in my head how I wanted this to work though. I had this in my head since I was 17 years old and I was finally in a position to do it. But then the worry came in â€" I was on a 2 week break, will my hair grow back in time for returning back home? What will work think? I started to talk myself out of it… but then it had been 14 years of having this in my head. I needed to do it.

The next day I went past to see Marc who was on his day off. The manager though knew all about my idea and spoke to me about booking it in the next night. And it was cheap. Really cheap to do. As the day went on, my friend and I went to a whole heap of temples and did tourist things in very hot weather. The heat was the universe saying "do it…do it…do it…NOW". My friend and I had a nightly routine where we would split up after dinner for an hour or so as we both liked different things â€" he was straight. I went to a couple bars and was bored as all I kept thinking about was the following night. As I walked back to my Hotel, I decided to go past and confirm the appointment again. I walked in and the manager comes running over like I was a VIP asking if I wanted to see who was around. Something made me go "yep" and in my head my idea changed. Marc was HOT. He was committed to the plan but he already had a buzzcut. I wanted to buzz someone who looked like Justin Bieber. And behold out came this young boy Rick who had bangs and looked as if he hadn’t had a haircut in a while. The manager asked Rick if he was OK losing his hair and he was initially reluctant but an extra $20.00 was all it took and he was in.

We went upstairs into a room. He left me to find the clippers in the manager’s office and came back with what looked like very old beard clippers not a traditional haircut kind. We both had a cigarette together and did a bit of touchy feely stuff. I was wondering though if he had it in him to do what I was hoping and before I knew it he took full charge very quickly. As we were fooling around, I didn’t even notice but he got the clippers and I could hear them buzzing and he was teasing me with it and starting to shave a part off that was in a spot that meant I was committed now. There was no going back. He then sat me down and did a lot of teasing with my hair cutting bits off slowly and throwing it all over me as he kissed me. Then it felt like nothing was happening until he got the clippers and went aggressively from the back. I could hear the sound. I could feel my head but I couldn’t see anything as there was no mirrors around. Then he went to the front of my head and went right through the hair. Those clippers were like medical grade clippers â€" they left nothing. Within minutes I was totally bald. I loved the feeling. When I finally got to see myself I looked different. I was initially like "wtf" but then I loved it.

Rick then said "shave me bald". Boy did I ever. He took off everything and stood there as I did the opposite to him. I didn’t start slow. I went in fast and heavy. I wanted to see those Bieber-locks shorn very quickly. It took minutes and I left no piece of hair left. His black locks were gone. He looked VERY different but a million times hotter.

When it was all over, I left and went back to meet my friend Jay at the Hotel. When I arrived at the pool he looked at me laughing going "what happened in the last hour". I told him that I went for a haircut and didn’t tell him about the experience as that was my special one (and now one I am sharing with you all). He was shocked. I always had a BIG fantasy that he would shave his head but for years he was always against it. He liked hair longer. But he wasted no time feeling it and touching it a thousand times. We sat by the pool having a few beers and smoking like crazy. He was a bit tipsy and kept referring back to my head. I said to him "just admit you like it, you want it but your too scared that your girlfriend will yell at you". That got him going as he got defensive that he could do whatever he wants and she wasn’t the boss of him. I kept pushing at it going "then shave your head like me". We were on holidays, it was hot. What a perfect time. I even said you don’t need to go zero bald just go for a 2 or 3 buzzcut. It was about 1030pm and we went for a walk around the streets exploring.

We went to an outdoor bar to have some drinks and he got us some Tequila shots which really got us a bit wasted. As we were drinking I noticed a dirty looking Barber near us. It was small and looked unhygienic but looked irresistible nevertheless. I had a moment of genius and go to Jay "that’s the barber I went to earlier". He looked at it and didn’t say anything. About 10 minutes later he asked me how much was it. I said it was like $2.00. I could tell he was contemplating it. The alcohol was making him confident to do it too. I kept throwing hints as we sat drinking. I then said to him I wanted to do a razor on my zero buzzcut and might go over and quickly do it so I am smooth. All a sudden he just got up and goes "let’s do it". I couldn’t believe it and was waiting for him to change his mind but we walked over to this barber and asked them about doing my head razor bald. They said easy and I walked in and sat down. Jay though went for a smoke and left me in there. I assumed he had unsurprisingly chickened out. I had a hot towel on my face as I heard him walk back in and talk to the second barber about a haircut. I thought … ok we’re in.

He sat down at the chair and started with just doing the sides which was his usual haircut. I thought bummer. Then he looked over at me and goes "what do you think bud?". I looked at him and said "remember what you told me do whatever the hell you want". He then laughed and goes "Alright let’s buzz it off but number 4". I thought that’s something and the barber went straight in and buzzed his longish black hair down to a #4 very quickly. He looked really good. Then when it was over he again touched my scalp and goes "oooh"… I said why don’t you do that? He goes "nah I never had that before". He made the barber though go down to a #3 which really didn’t do much then finally I insisted a #1 (we bypassed the #2). He freaked as the #1 showed the skin. He looked so hot though but he was a bit scared by the drastic change. I kept telling him he looked "gangsta" which made him happy. He had sleeve tattoos which just added to his hotness with the buzzcut. I was done and loved the feeling of the smooth head. I was obsessed with it. But so was Jay. He kept touching it as we left. I thought he looked really hot with a #1 buzzcut and we started walking back then he turned to me and goes "I came this far, why don’t I do what you did?". I wasted no time and we walked back. The Barber laughed at us and said "thought you would be back tomorrow not tonight". Jay sat in the chair. I knew he was nervous but he was excited. He goes to the Barber "make me a baldy". The Barber lathered his head, put a hot towel over him and used a razor to take every piece left of his head. He was smooth bald within minutes. We both were. We looked good. Really good. That night we went out clubbing where the bald looks made us feel more confident.

The next morning he was a little remorseful as his girlfriend back home was angry. Very angry. But that wasn’t my issue 😊 He has never buzzed his head again and probably will never again but this magical Wednesday night in Bankok Thailand remains one of the BEST, BEST experiences of my life.

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