I knew I had the Itch - Part 4 by Scott the Haircut Lover

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I Knew I had the Itch â€" Part 4 - More than a Trim for the QB this Time

I stared at the text a little while longer. Why would Duncan text me at 11pm wanting to talk about such a personal thing? Why was this hot stud who had a smoking hot girlfriend be asking me such a thing? I reluctantly texted him back "Hey. You played great tonight, sorry you lost, um I don’t know how to answer your question." He replied immediately obviously expecting me to respond quicker than I did "Can I come by?" I mean who was I to say no. "Sure. Just shoot me a text when you get here and we can hang out in the garage." I swear I got this text 5 min later "Im out front." I was getting nervous. I went down and opened the garage door and he gave me a rather long bro hug. He had a big bruise on his neck from the game. I asked him if he was ok and said yeah no big deal. I have water or soda if your thirsty. He said "Ill have a water if that ok." I handed him a water and we sat.
I sat in the barbers chair and he sat on the high stool I had for people that were waiting. I definitely had the more comfortable of the two chairs. So Duncan "what was that text about?" He looked down "Everyone expects me to be this person that I am not. I let the whole school down tonight by losing the game. Michelle said my play sucked even and that I needed to concentrate more." He went on and on and I replied "Um ok. I still don’t know where I come into all this." He said "Maybe I should just go." Quickly I got it together "No No you can tell me anything bro. I mean I wouldn’t say we are close but I have known you since elementary school. I just meant I’m not sure how I can help." His eyes actually watered up. This gorgeous stud athlete right in front of me breaking down "Zack I think I am gay." It was silent for a minute. I finally said "OK no big deal. I mean it’s a big deal but Duncan I discovered that you are who you are. Its not like we choose who we are." He rambled on for a while to the point where I wasn’t sure if I should call for some professional help. I finally got up and said "come sit in the chair." He came and sat in it and leaned back "you gonna cut my hair again?" I giggled "no no this is just more comfortable."
He seemed to calm down some when he sat in the barbers chair in my garage. I stood behind him and started massaging his broad shoulders. He flinched at first but then I felt him relax. "So um this is kind of big news right? I mean you feeling like your gay and all. I didn’t mean to belittle it. Got your eye on anyone?" He cleared his throat and said "Well I know you are taken but I have been attracted to you for a long time. I just never admitted it. Then when you started cutting my hair and touching me while you were doing it I felt this connection. Is that weird?" I was shocked! Two weeks ago I was afraid to come out because I would lose all of my customers and now I have them hitting on me. "Well Duncan I don’t know what is weird anymore. I mean Shawn and I hooked up because he loved me cutting his hair and now you feel the same way. To be honest you have my head spinning." I kept massaging him and my hands started to rub down his chest. In my head I was going crazy but I think I was doing a pretty good job keeping it together on the outside. I didn’t want him to know what was happening behind him. He moaned softly "That feels so good Zack. Your hands are amazing." I said "I have wanted to work in a massage after haircuts. A lot of barbers do it. I just didn’t want guys to think I was weird. Think I should make it part of the service?" He smiled and said "Well you can massage me anytime you cut my hair." I started massaging through his amazing hair and into his scalp when his phone went off. It was Michelle texting him "Where are you?" I saw his reply "I am at Zack’s about to get my hair cut off since we lost tonight." I don’t know if he saw that I could see his reply or not, but this about sent me over the edge! She replied "NOOO baby don’t cut your hair off I love your hair!" He replied "like you just said, its my hair! I’m tired of everyone telling me who I should be and what I should be and what I should look like." Michelle tried to FaceTime him and he denied the call. It got quiet for a min. I was still giving him a nice massage. He finally said "Feel like doing a haircut tonight?" I said "Duncan maybe you should sleep on it. There is no turning back if I shave your hair off. It’s just one game you guys are amazing you will win the rest!" He said "It has nothing to do with any of that. I want to take charge of my life starting right now and if your up for it, I want you to shave my head."
I was nervous! What if he regretted this in the morning? What if Michelle took revenge on me somehow. What would Shawn think about me cutting someone’s hair at mid night now? I was literally shaking. "Are you 100% sure?" He just said "Do it! As short as you want!" I turned and looked at my clippers on the counter not believing this was happening. I brushed the clipper I used on my head off and sprayed some oil on it. I closed the blade to #000. It was 100% charged thankfully. I turned with the clippers in one hand and a comb in the other. I got real bold "Im thinking bald!" He said "Go for it!" Then he said "but wait, can you comb it out like your do so good. I love how that feels." I didn’t respond I just started combing over and over. Combing it back then forward. His eyes were closed with a look of ecstasy on his face. This went on for about 10 minutes when he finally said "I am ready! Shave my head Zack." I lifted up his bangs with my comb. His layered thick wavy sandy blonde hair was about to be no more. I put the clippers on his hair line and ever so slowly pushed them back leaving a bald path behind. It was much shorter than I cut mine. Shorter than Shawn’s. Shorter than any hair I had cut off the top of someone’s head. The excitement was overwhelming. Duncan actually moaned as I shaved path after path off the top of his head. Then I moved to the side and then up the back. One more side and he would be bald. I took my time. I never wanted this to end. Finally his head was completely shaved with the #000 clipper. There was hair all over the floor! He look so hot I could barely stand it. Then, feeling even bolder "can I razor shave it Duncan" He said "I was waiting for your to ask!" I pulled out a new razor from my pack. I sprayed his head down with water as I didn’t have a sink yet. Then I lathered his perfect head. I was standing on his right side when I felt his hand squeeze me a little down there. I was shocked but I just kept rubbing the lather in while he rubbed me. He finally said "you are enjoying this as much as I am I see." I cleared my throat "Yeah I am. I am enjoying this more than you could ever imagine."
His head was covered with shaving cream. I had a bowl of water to rinse the razor and I started to shave. Slowly with the grain as I had seen done many times on YouTube. This was my first head shave and I wanted to do it right. After I went with the grain all over his head I lather it up again and again the rubbing began down below. I said "would you like me to lose my shorts?" He said "yeah I would." Shawn never entered my mind at this point I was just in such bliss. I was standing there with tented boxer briefs and the stud QB hand on my junk. I started shaving against the grain leaving a smooth path of shiny head behind. I still couldn’t believe this was happening. Duncan touched me every chance he got and it made it hard to concentrate but somehow I kept it together. I finally got his head completely shaved smooth. I was in awe of how amazing it actually looked on him! I spun him around to the mirror. He stared for a while and finally said "Damn that is amazing! I really think it looks cool!" He started rubbing it and complimented me on how smooth I made it. "You look amazing Duncan. Like I am not just saying that because you always look amazing. I am saying you have the perfect shape for a smooth head." He stood up. We were face to face. His hand went to my junk and he started kissing me. I couldn’t stop him, not like I wanted to anyway. What happened in the garage after that will stay between us. A few hours later he thanked me over and over and said "Ill text you tomorrow?" I said "Yeah sure sounds good." Now Shawn popped into my head. This is not good! What was I going to do……. To be continued

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