Adventures with the Pizza Guy, Pt. 3 by myboyfriendisbald

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All of what I’ve told you took place three months ago. Since that time Jake has been working in my shop every day and he’s become very proficient in all the basics. My clients seem to like him. I can’t blame them, he’s charming, smart, and very polite.
He’s also moved into the apartment over the shop, as has his daughter Chloe. Jake and I started dating officially a month after we met, but we haven’t moved in together yet. We will soon I imagine, since things are going well between us, it is more a matter of finding a place we can afford to buy together.
Jake has also become very used to his hair being very short now, so much so that if it starts to touch his ears at all it bugs the cr@p out of him. He keeps thinking he will want to grow it back out, and every time he caves and has me buzz it back down to a 1/8th inch. He hasn’t grown his beard back either, which is fine with me since I prefer clean-shaven men anyway.

We didn’t talk about inviting Tom over again until one Friday when the shop was slow and Jake looked over at me with that lust-filled look in his eyes.
"I think we should have Tom drop by tomorrow. Chloe is with her mom for the weekend and we’ll have the place to ourselves."
"Ok," I said since I was finally feeling a bit less sick at the idea of scalping a stranger.
"I think it’ll be hot to watch you shear him," Jake grinned and kissed me, "And then let me take a turn, of course."
"I think I’d be super turned on if it was all you doing the cutting and me servicing him if that’s ok?"
Jake nodded, "Still feeling weird about cutting his hair?"
"I bit," I admitted, "You’d be ok with me pleasuring him, orally?"
He nodded again, "Weirdly, yeah, I think I’d like watching. But only if you promise to give me the real deal after?"
"Of course," I kissed him deeply, "After all, you’re my true toy."
He winked, "Wouldn’t it be fun if we convinced Tom to work here too, the three of us with such a niche fetish, cutting people’s hair off, working in a salon of all places."
"I don’t think that’s his profession of choice, but who knows?"
We scampered upstairs and I sent Tom an email inviting him to come over on Saturday at 7 pm. My heart was racing, but I wanted to give this a go. I knew in some way it would be another piece of me making it up to Jake for accidentally torturing him.
Tom emailed back pretty quickly and was ok with Jake tapping in as well, he admitted he was bi so it was even more of a turn on having both of us there for the experience. He also said he hadn’t cut his hair still since we spoke three months prior, and it was starting to get unbearably long. That made me giddy, and Saturday couldn’t come fast enough!

Jake and I were both dressed in our leather and lace getups when Tom knocked on the door, this time right on time. I opened the door to reveal Tom, clad in a fringe vest and leather pants, with his super long blond hair spilling over his shoulders. Unlike Jake’s hair, Tom’s hair was thick and shiny, very well cared for. Jake’s hair had been greasy, and it looked so much better now that it was neatly clipped making it look fuller instead of stringy.
"Almost a shame to cut all that off," Jake mused, drawing Tom through the door and snaking a hand through his locks.
Tom’s face went white as a sheet and he opened his mouth to protest, but I pressed a finger to his lips, "Shhh, let us take care of you."
Jake dragged him to the chair and sat him down forcefully. Tom was immediately trying to scramble and get up, "Please, I’ve made a mistake. Just let me go!"
Jake was surprisingly strong and muscled him back into the chair where I began tying him down, "Be a good boy and let us shave you, ok? Don’t make a fuss. You know you want to be bald, so just let us help you." I purred in his ear as I tied the restraints, "And if you’re very good I’ll give you a treat after."
"The good news is she’ll still find you hot after I shave you to the wood," Jake mused, "The bad news is you’ll probably cry like a baby while I do it." I watched as Jake began to play with Tom’s silky hair, "Wish mine looked like this when it was long, maybe I would have grown it back."
I was finished with the ties so I moved to Tom’s front side and pulled myself onto his lap. His eyes were wide and dilated but he seemed to be at a loss for words.
Jake picked up a pair of shears and came to stand at Tom’s side, "Poor little thing, he’s so scared he doesn’t even have any fight left in him." He took a handful of Tom’s hair in his hand, pulling his forelock up. "Ness, should I start right up front so you can have a clear view of his eyes?"
I nodded, feeling Tom’s manhood start to stir underneath me.
With a deft snip, Jake severed over two feet of blond hair from Tom’s head and then dropped the severed clump on Tom's lap. We hadn’t even capped him. I realized, there was going to be hair everywhere!
Jake proceeded to snip off handful after handful of Tom’s beautiful hair, leaving bunches of inch-long hairs standing up on his head. Tom’s lip quivered with each snip, but his c0ck was growing rock hard. I shifted so I was staring into his eyes, "You’re being a very good boy, do you want a preview of your treat?"
Tom nodded wordlessly so I slipped my hand under the waist of his pants and stroked his manhood with my fingers as Jake continued raining down fistfuls of hair onto his lap. Tom moaned as my fingers grazed his tip, and Tom dropped a final clump of hair on his lap.
"Now for the best part," Jake grabbed the clippers off the counter and switched them on, "Ready to be a sandpapery little boy?"
Tom whimpered and flinched at the noise of the clippers whirring near his ear. Jake pressed them to his forehead and swooped them back, clearing the ragged remains of Tom’s hair from his scalp. I continued to tease him and kiss him, waiting to use my mouth until Jake was ready to lather Tom up for his final shave.
The clippers finally switched off and I began unzipping Tom’s fly, "Look at you, almost completely hairless! You look so handsome." I began to think Tom should have kept the long hair, the bald look wasn’t doing it for him, but now wasn’t the time for that. Jake took out the straight razor and smoothed some hot lather over Tom’s head while I began tending to Tom’s hard-on.
After Tom was bald and shiny, and I’d brought him to climax, Jake pressed a kiss to my lips and whispered, "That was so f-king hot babe."
I untied one of Tom’s hands so he could stroke his bald head and he did so tentatively. His c0ck seemed to like the sensation, but his eyes welled up with tears. "Oh my god, what have I done…" The tears began to flow and Jake went to him.
"Don’t worry," Jake said softly, "You’ll get used to it, I promise. I know I did. Though Vanessa didn’t make a chrome dome."
Tom looked mortified, "My girlfriend will never forgive me, I should never have agreed to this… Oh god, and my job! How am I supposed to get cast in anything with a bald head? I look hideous!"
Jake turned to me with a smirk on his lips and then looked back at Tom, caressing his bald head, "Here, come sit in the comfy chairs up front and let's have a chat, shall we?"
Tom nodded slowly as Jake began untying the rest of his restraints.
I couldn’t believe my luck, two guys shaved down from long hair to nothing in my shop? And now the potential for two employees that shared my fetish? Things couldn’t possibly be going any better!

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