Hair II by Scott the Haircut Lover

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Hair II

A couple of weeks after reducing my longish hair to almost nothing I found myself in France. I was enjoying the new feel of my haircut. I kept in touch with my new friends via snap chat. I love South France. I got to go to the beach every day. I even met some local boys that were what seemed to me to be beach bums for the most part. The had the most amazing tans. We hung out a lot and I even got to drink some which I had never done before. All of them have suffer style haircuts. Longish and scraggly but they didn’t really seem to care.
We were going to be in South France for a few weeks. I was surprised not only that my hair was growing back fast, but also how much it was annoying me. I asked my new friends if there was a barber shop in town and they basically laughed at me. Clearly none of them had set foot in a barber shop, maybe ever. But one of them pulled me aside. His name was Jacque. He had the longest hair out of the group. It was sun bleached blonde and he was really handsome. Jacque said to me "I really like your hair. Have you always kept it short." I explained to him that is was almost as long as his until a few weeks ago. Jacque was surprised it seemed. I told him that I kinda liked how it felt but that I wanted to get it cut again. He said he knew just the place.
The next day I met up with just Jacque. We got some coffee and a breakfast treat. I felt myself growing really close to him but didn’t really understand the feelings I was forming. Jacque said "Follow me." We walked through the small beach town for several blocks and finally arrived a a shop that said Salon de Coiffure. It wasn’t fancy at all and had clearly been there for a really long time. I was surprised to see that the barbers inside were younger guys. One had a kind of cool pompadour and the other guy had a basic longish crew cut. It seemed safe enough. Jacque smiled and said I will go first. I had know idea he was cutting his surfer hair. He got the barber with the pompadour and took a seat in his chair. I sat and waited my turn watching Jacque get his hair combed out completely straight. It actually looked good combed all nice. The barber took large scissors and started cutting straight around Jacques head. Several inches of hair were falling to the floor and Jacque sat looking rather relaxed. Then the barber sectioned the top hair up I was surprised to see the clippers come out. He shaved my friends head up high and very tight to the skin. I found myself getting aroused for some reason watching this whole scene. Then the other barber invited me to the chair. I was kinda bummed I wouldn’t be able to watch the rest of Jacques haircut. But I went and took my seat.
He caped me up. It felt different that the last shop I was in but I was really comfortable. He asked me what I wanted. It was a little difficult to communicate with him but luckily my friend Jacque was able to translate even though he was in the middle of getting a drastic make over. I told Jacque to tell him I wanted the sides shaved short with some hair left on top. The barber smiled and picked up his clippers. I was not facing the mirror. I could feel the blades on my scalp as he slid them up the side of my head and I knew this was shorter than what I had gotten the last time right away. He shaved up really high too! This went from one side to the back to the other side. I only had about an inch of hair on the top of my head but when he finished shaving he wet the top town. Then he started snipping down from the back to the front. I was really enjoying the feel of this haircut. I was shocked after he snipped the top down and started spreading warm lather around the sides and back of my head but I sat stone faced. The scraping of my stubble with a straight razor sent shockwaves through my body. He shaved all the way up to the hairline. It felt so good! Then I felt him putting some product in and spiking the top. It was a total faux hawk which I had seen before but never imagined trying myself. I smiled as he showed me the look in the mirror. My sides were bald! When he showed me the back it was completely bald too. The little bit of hair on the top of my head was pushed to the center and spiked straight up.
When I got out of the chair Jacque was just being finished up. I couldn’t believe how good he looked. He ended up with very tight buzzed sides and back and the top cut down to about 3 inches. The barber parted it to the side and his longer top hair hung over the shaved side. It looked so cool! He lost a lot of hair.
We met up with all the beach guys a little while later. The made fun of him and laughed at his short hair. I felt bad for him but I was the outsider so it was hard to stick up for him. Meanwhile I couldn’t stop rubbing my smooth sides and back. It felt incredible. That night we made a fire on the beach. There were some girls there and several of the guys paired up and went off down the beach. I sat next to Jacque and we started talking about our haircut experience. He thanked me for giving him the courage to get it haircut. I didn’t even realize I had any influence what so ever. Then he put his hand on my thigh. My body shivered and I looked at him. He asked politely if he could kiss me. I just nodded and the next thing I knew we were making out. I love his hands rubbing my smooth bald sides and back of my head. His buzzed sides felt like velvet and as we kissed I couldn’t help but rub through his hair. I was actually making out with someone! He took my hand and lead me to a private spot on the beach and before long we were going at it.
Jacque and I started hanging out every day and doing lots of things I had never done before. I had never given much thought to what it would be like to be with a guy or a girl at this point in my life but I was so happy I was experiencing these new sensations. As the time of my departure grew near I felt great sadness about having to leave Jacque. I was definitely having strong feelings for him. As the time got near Jacque said we need to get our haircut again before you leave. I smiled and kissed him and said "It’s a date!"…….. to be continued

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