My Story by Tyler

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My name is Tyler. This is my story. My senior year was tons of fun. All the build up to the end of the first chapter of my life was well worth the wait. This story takes place from April 2005 to December 2005. I hope you enjoy. Where to begin?????? I have lived in the same place since I was born. I have had many friends through out my life but there is one that I am best friends with to this day. His name is Tommy. At this point in our life most people call him Tom, but since I have known him all his life I still call him Tommy. Tommy and I do everything together…… we like the same sports, the same pro teams, even double dated for our prom. Not that we ever talked about it through our years of growing up, but Tommy and I almost always had the same haircut it seemed. Both of us are sandy blond. Our hair is thick and has a little wave to it. More than once in our lives we have gone to the barber shop together and gotten a cut. Didn’t seem like there was much to it at the time and we never really talked about our haircuts or anything just something that had to be done now and then. From middle school on it was pretty much the same cut for us about once a month….. #2 sides and back with it spiked on top. Sometimes the bangs were flipped sometimes not but like I said it wasn’t a big deal. For no particular reason last April I just started to let my hair grow. And for no particular reason so did Tommy. Most of the guys in our school had done the same as it seemed to be a trend. Again we never talked about it just something that happened. When prom came it had been two months since I got it cut. I’m sure Tommy was about the same. I thought about getting it trimmed but just decided not to. So when prom came I just combed it best I could and off I went. Tommy tried to spike his but it looked awful (haha). So prom came and went and it was time for graduation. My mom was all over me at this point to get it cut as it was a bit unruly but I just kept putting it off and when the big day came I still hadn’t done anything with it. As fait would have it Tommy and I have similar lasts names and we were in line right next to each other to get our diplomas. It was so cool walking down that isle. Tommy and I had all summer to chill and hang out. We were going to the same college in the fall out of state and already knew we were going to be roommates. Our hair just continued to grow. When July came he and I went to the beach for a week. This was the first time I really began to feel how long my hair had gotten. It was creeping over my ears and down my neck quite a bit at this point. And it was on this trip that Tommy and I started to talk about hair. We were walking down the beach one evening just chatting talking about college and stuff when he turned to me and said “dude our hair is really long”. I was like yeah it is. Kind of a cool change from our boy hood look. Then I asked him if he planned to cut his? He said he hadn’t really thought about it and not much else was said. So August came and it was time to head off to school. Again my mom was after me to get a haircut before I left but I never happened. I must admit it was really a mess at this point but as I was entering a new chapter in my life I just wanted to let it grow. So we got to college and settled in. The first few weeks of college were kind of rough. Being away from home and getting use to all the freedoms, but I must say having Tommy with me made it so much easier. In October it had been 6 months since Tommy or I had scene a barber. We were in our room one night studying and out of the blue he said dude I’m about sick of this hair. I instinctively ran my fingers through my now 5 inches of hair and said yeah our hair is kind of a mess isn’t it. So we finished up studying and headed out to 7-11 for a late snack. When we got back to our room Tommy started up again. He asked me if I had scene any barber shops in town. I honestly hadn’t paid any attention to it and said nope sure haven’t man. Then I was like this is really bothering you isn’t it. He said yeah I mean look at this mess and yours is just as bad. We look like a couple of bums if u asked me. I walked over to the mirror and took a good look at myself. It was at this point that I really noticed for the first time how long my hair really was. All I said was Damn dude we are a mess. The next day was a full day of classes and we didn’t really talk about it much. Then Saturday came. As most college students do we slept till about noon. Tommy woke me up when I saw he was up showered and getting dressed. Where you going dude I asked. He told me he was off to find a haircut place. I don’t know what I asked what I asked because I hadn’t ever cared. But the words just kind of came out. I mean all this time I didn’t care what his hair looked like or how he got it cut then I just said it. So what kind of cut are u going get? Tommy said come here ill show you. I got out of bed and walked over to his desk. On the screen of his computer he had a picture of a guy with a total buzz. I felt this nervousness come over me that I couldn’t explain. I just stared at it for a minute. Wow man that is short. He smiled and said he had been surfing the net for hair styles and found a bunch. We spent the next hour looking at all the pictures he had accumulated. While we are both hetero I find the experience to be some what erotic. Shifting back and forth as I was stirring about bit down below. Every time I said that looks cool to a certain cut Tommy just went back to the buzzed picture. Then he looked at me and asked if I wanted to come with him. I really didn’t even hesitate. I didn’t know what had gotten into me but it all seemed quite exciting. I hopped in the shower. He was pushing me to hurry up I could tell he was totally ready to go. We hopped in the car and drove over to the mall not far from campus. Tommy had been told there was a barber shop in the mall by some of the guys in our dorm. We found the shop. It was packed. I was like dude this will take all day. He just looked at me and said u got anything else to do? Since I didn’t I shrugged my shoulders and we went in and sat. Normally I just read a magazine or something while I waited for my turn. But today I was staring. Watching guy after guy get an ultra short cut. Tommy didn’t say a word to me. We both just sat there sitting and watching. Finally there was a chair open. Tommy looked at me and said go ahead dude. I was like nah I don’t even know if I want to get it cut. The barber got impatient as we argued back and forth. Finally Tommy got up and hopped into the chair. The barber was probably about 25 or so. He had a total head shave. I was watching him work and really liked the results of the cuts he was giving. Tommy was sitting in the chair facing me as the barber put the cape around him. Then the barber spun the chair to the mirror. I was trying my hardest to hear what Tommy was telling him to do with his long hair but I couldn’t hear. The only thing I heard was from the barber. The barber looked at him and said “are you sure”? I saw Tommy’s head nod up and down and the barber spun the chair back around. Tommy had a bit of a grin on his face as he looked right at me. The barber was behind him and picked up a big pair of clippers. He started to comb out Tommy’s hair. I couldn’t explain it but I was nervous. The anticipation of Tommy’s cut was killing me. Then it happened. The barber set up on the side of Tommy. He lifted up his 5 inch bangs and put the clippers right on his forehead and slide them straight back. The first pass was slow. I saw a big clump of hair fall to the floor but when I looked back up at Tommy I really couldn’t tell too much of a difference. Then the second pass came and it was then that I knew he was going super short. As the barber kept running the clippers over his head there was not much more than a shadow of hair left behind. I just stared. My mouth was probably wide open. All of Tommy’s hair was coming off and either piling up on the cape or ending up on the floor. I felt a stir down below which I couldn’t explain but I just sat there and watched. With every pass Tommy was looking better and better to me. As I said before he and I had gotten haircuts together before but this was new and different. Like nothing I had ever felt before. And never had Tommy had his hair this short. I’m sure that the barber called me more than once but honestly all I could hear was the clippers cutting off Tommy’s hair. Finally he got my attention and said are you getting a haircut son? I looked back at him and for know reason at all just said I think I will wait for this guy…..pointing at Tommy’s barber. Tommy looked at me and smiled. The barber was working on the back. I was amazed and really kind of aroused at what was going on. Then the barber put the clippers down and picked up a smaller pair. Of course I figured it was time for the clean up around the edges but what happened next just added to my shock. Again the barber looked at Tommy and asked if he was sure. Tommy the looked at me smiled and told the barber to go for it. The barber took the small set of clippers. Placed them on Tommy’s forehead and started to remove what stubble he had left. He shaved him all down then turned back to the counter and got a big hand full of shaving cream. I watched as he slowly massaged it all over Tommy’s scalp. I was speechless. The barber took a straight razor and started to shave Tommy’s head just like his was. He started at the back of the crown and slid the razor with short strokes to the font of his head. When he had done his whole head with the grain of the hair he re-applied the shaving cream and shaved him again. This time from front to back against the grain. Then he took a hot towel and put it over Tommy’s head. He wiped Tommy clean and removed the towel. Tommy looked at me. I was in shock. But I have to tell you that he looked HOT. His head was totally smooth and shining. The turned him to the mirror. Tommy just looked at himself for a few minutes it seemed but then a big smile came over his face. The barber removed the cape and Tommy got out of the chair and came over to where I was sitting. He was rubbing his now totally hairless head. I couldn’t help but reach out and get a feel for myself. Now it was my turn. What was I going to do………this was so unreal. Tommy looked so good. I got up into the chair. I was shaking. The barber spun me to the mirror and asked what I wanted done. I just sat there. I could see Tommy through the reflection of the mirror looking at me. Did I want a trim? Should I do what I have done all my life and get the same as he had? Then the barber said well what will it be? The words just kind of came out. I don’t know how or why but I just said give me the same as he got. It’s a good thing the cape was covering me at this point. The barber picked up the clippers and started to plow through my hair. He was so good at his job. He took his time and removed me down to stubble just as he had done to Tommy. Then gave me the treatment with the smaller clippers. And then the hot lather. Wow is all I can say to how I felt. He took the hot towel and wrapped it around my head. Then spun me to the mirror and took the towel off. I was in shock at how awesome it looked and felt. There was so much hair on the floor from what this barber had done to Tommy and me. He took off the cape and I got up. My knees were weak. We paid and walked out. I felt different. Tommy asked me how I liked it. I said dude that was awesome. Then I said to him you look so good bald. We headed over to the food court. Got some dinner. And sat and talked about our new looks. Tommy said man you really look good like that. He told me he wanted to do it over the summer but that he was afraid to ask me to do it. I asked him why he just didn’t do it himself and he said it was because he liked how we did all the same stuff together. I began to feel kind of funny inside. All my life we had been best friends. We could tell each other anything. Tommy started to get more open than I had ever heard him though. Telling me how important I was to him and how, he paused, much he, paused again, wanted to take our friendship to a new level. I grew quiet. This thought had crossed my mind many times but I never wanted to ruin what we had. He turned red. I asked what was wrong. He actually had some tears forming in his eyes. Then he told me he was sorry for saying what he said. I looked down at my food and then back into his eyes. Tommy there is no reason for u to be sorry about what you said. I have felt the same way about you since I can remember. I guess it took shaving our heads to find out how much we care for each other and I smiled at him. The look of relief on his face was priceless. We finished up our food and headed back to the dorm. Several of the guys in our dorm were like wow dudes nice and they really seemed to like the new look we had gotten. I won’t go into detail about what happened in our room that night but let’s just say we shared the same bed for the rest of the night and every night after. When we went home for the holidays our mom’s kind of freaked out our bald heads but Tommy and I have kept our heads shaved since that day. It’s like out thing we do together. Most of the time we shave each but sometimes we head back to the mall and have the barber do it as we both agree he is hot and it is a lot of fun for him to do it. It is so cool so share this with someone that I care so much about. I think we will be together for a long time to come!!

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