The Bald Crew by Benje

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A few years back I had moved cities from Chicago to Pittsburgh after going through a break-up with my first ever boyfriend who cheated on me. Everything around Chicago reminded me of him and I courageously packed up and drove to a brand new town in hope of starting over but also shedding the "good guy" image which I had always been known for. Part of me thought it was one of the reasons why me ex cheated on me as he always told me that "I was marriage material" but that always seemed like a passive compliment and it irritated me especially after I found out the type of guy he cheated on me with.

I moved to a funky little area of Pittsburgh, found a studio apartment and I found a job working as a bartender and made my first friend Eric. Eric also was a bartender who was a couple years older, way more wiser than me and we hit off instantly. He was my role model, mentor and I just

Eric introduced me to his friends Jasper and Greg. They were inseparable friends hanging out every chance they could. Because of our schedules the weekends would be super busy so they made a ritual to hang out each Monday night for drinks â€" it was kinda like their weekend and they invited me to come along each week. One of the things that I noticed about Eric, Jasper and Greg â€" they kinda all looked the same. They dressed similar but also they were all bald. I was curious because they were all in their early 30s but didn’t think too much initially perhaps it was just a coincidence. In a way I stuck out among them with my hair and clothes etc.

As the weeks went by we hung out a lot, drank, smoked a bit of weed, had engrossing conversations and I in particular become quite closer to Jasper who I had a bit of a crush on.

One night whilst drinking quite late in the courtyard of Eric’s house, Eric made a reference to my hair saying "don’t you think it’s time to admit your balding". I was taken back by it and just stared at him in shock. Was a bit weird to bring up after midnight whilst drinking and quite personal. After all, I had a thinning hairline and it was receding but wasn’t that bad yet â€" I had a few good years left but for a 31 year old I was progressing faster with the thinning than my age suggested. Eric realised he embarrassed me and quickly apologised and said he was joking. There was a reason for the question I guessed when Greg came out with clippers going "it’s bald time" and I realised they were about to shave each other’s heads. Apparently they did it every fortnight as some sort of ritual. I was in a bit of shock and sat there as the three of them took turns shaving each other’s heads with the clippers at zero then finishing up by putting a hot cloth over the head for a few minutes and then lathering it with shaving cream and using the razor to take off every inch of hair on the head. I did think for a moment how I would look like that but it was quite a drastic look and I just kept drinking and laughing on as the boys did their ritual. Again as they were done and we were sitting around drinking I thought I felt again out of place but that was that.

Through the week I asked Eric about the shaving ritual and he said that Greg was always bald but then Jasper followed him a few years back as a dare and liked the look and last year he finally caved in because he liked feeling liberated but also felt it changed his personality in the LGBQT world. Eric asked me if I was curious and I pretended I wasn’t but he smiled and said "you will soon" and "it’s only a matter of time before you join us".

The four of us went to a trance festival the following week and had the best time ever. Again here were three bald guys and then there was me. I felt odd amongst them. Jasper and I kept flirting with each other and I kept rubbing his chrome dome which was turning me on. Jasper had the hottest body, tattoos and piercings but also had the most sweetest personality. We also connected on an intellectual level and had a lot of great interests. Jasper and I went for a walk at a beach one night and we shared a kiss. Jasper then touched my hair and said "you know I want to shave you bald dude". I looked at him and smiled nervousness. Jasper said to me "I am going to transform you when you are ready". I had the bludge of the century and Jasper could feel it against him and acknowledged "I want it just as bad as you do". We ended the night and returned home.

I spent all week imagining me without hair and I was over thinking it. It was just hair after all but it was such a big part of my personality. But I was avoiding it and when it came down to the Monday night drinks night I pretended to be sick and didn’t go. Jasper messaged me a sweet message but kinda hinted he knew I was a bit nervous by the whole shaving thing. Eric apologised again at work that week about the pressure and I kept thinking that everyone thought I was super sensitive over hair so that annoyed me. It also motivated me a bit.
I realised I had picked up smoking cigarettes again after giving them out so deep down I was getting influenced again by them â€" maybe it was only a matter of time.

A few weeks went by and the topic had quietened down. We all continued to hang out and Jasper and I continued to connect more and more. One night we got very drunk and Jasper and I stayed over Eric’s house in his spare bedroom where we fooled around. I was very intoxicated and decided to seduce Jasper by telling him he can cut my hair. Jasper jumped at the chance but kept asking if I was really fine with it or will I freak in the morning. I was drunk (but not too drunk) but played it on to give me the confidence and we went into the bathroom where I sat down on the bath-tub with a beer in hand, a smoke in my mouth and just told him to go at it. Jasper started with a #4 and mowed right into it followed by reducing it down to a #1 stubble. Jasper and I both had large boners and kissed and had a lot of fun through the process. Jasper then proceeded to clean up but I told him I wasn’t done and wanted to finish it off properly. Jasper was reluctant but then Eric walked in laughing and unsurprised saying "just finish the boy off". Jasper got the shaving cream and put it all over my stubble, got a razor and started to slowly take off whatever hair was left. The feel and sound of it was sexy. He left my beard as it was and just cleaned it up a bit. I looked in the mirror and I looked totally different. As different as it looked I loved the look a lot â€" it changed me.

I asked Jasper if I could clean him up and he smiled saying he hoped I would. Jasper sat in the chair as I lathered him up all over and gave him a great shave. We ended up in the shower where we finished off the job. This was the start of an unforgettable chapter in my life.

The next day â€" I woke up a little shocked to see a chrome dome in the mirror but I got used to it very quickly. And before I knew it each second Monday I was part of the club and never looked back. I loved how the four of us connected on this level and we just understood each other by having a shared look. Jasper and I too would actually start something which still is going 10 years later today. I let my hair grow out from time to time but eventually I get sick of it and cut it all off.

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