New Year – No Hair – Part 1 by Another Shaver

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I had thought this was going to be an uneventful New Year’s Eve, just me and my boyfriend Jake hanging out at our apartment, watching some movies, and having a toast at midnight. It was the first time in years when we weren’t spending the holiday with either his family or mine, but a rush project in Jake’s office meant he had to cancel his vacation to get it out the door by the 30th. To be honest though, I was secretly happy with the turn of events. Travelling across the country to spend the holidays with our families, then going right back to work after was always a bit exhausting. I thought it would be nice to just spend New Year’s cuddled up on the couch with a bottle of champagne.

Since we are both sci-fi geeks, we decided to watch Elysium. Although the film wasn’t the best, we both enjoyed watching Matt Damon and his barely-there hair kick some serious ass. All through the film, Jake kept running his hand through his hair, and as soon as it was over, he asked, "Steve, how do you think I’d look with a tight buzz?" It was a shock, because although Jake had always kept his hair pretty short, he’d never even hinted that he was interested in a buzz cut.

"What brought that up?’ I asked.

"Matt Damon looked so hot, and I could tell he was turning you on." He smiled without any hint of jealousy. "And I was thinking, maybe you’d find me hot almost bald."

I wrapped my arms around him and said, "I think you’d be hot in any haircut; you don’t need to buzz your hair to be hotter to me. That isn’t possible."

He smiled again, and said, "I feel loved. But seriously, do you think I’d look good?"

"I have no idea; I’ve never seen you with your hair buzzed off. The only way to tell would be to do it." Oddly, thinking about him cutting his hair was turning me on a bit, and Jake definitely noticed.

Part of why it was turning me on was I had always been the adventurous one in the relationship, at least in terms of appearance. I wore flashy clothes, Jake dressed in khakis and button-downs. I was covered in tattoos, Jake had none. I had multiple piercings, Jake, in a fit of wildness after I got a nose piercing had decided to get a small silver hoop in each ear. And in the six years we’d been together, my hair had gone through multiple colors, and was now a faded pink, and been cut in everything from a faux hawk to a pomp, to its current, almost to my shoulder, length, while his had been trimmed into the same long taper business cut the entire time.

"I think your little buddy knows, even if you don’t," he said, rubbing my erection.

"I don’t know why," I replied, "but, yeah, it is kinda turning me on." And it was. The idea of him cutting it all off and changing his look was exciting.

"Well then, since it’s turning you on, and it is definitely turning me on, what do you say? Will you buzz my hair off?"

"Ummmm. I have no idea how to do that." I protested. I figured he had been talking about a trip to the barber, not about me doing the chop. "What if I screw it up?"

"You trim your beard all the time, and you don’t mess that up. Besides, there isn’t any skill, you just keep running the clippers over my head until everything is the same length. Come on," and then he grabbed my hand and started pulling me towards the bathroom. I got up and followed him in.

"Are you sure you want to do this?" I asked. "It’ll take weeks for your hair to grow back in."

"No, I’m not at all sure, but I feel like being impulsive. It’s New Year’s and I think it would be cool to start the new year with a new look. I’ve looked the same since high school, and I need to change it up. Just promise me that you’ll still love me if I look repulsive."

"I promise, but you’ll never look repulsive to me." And I kissed him.

He went to grab a chair from the kitchen, and I bent down to get into the cabinet under the sink to find my clippers. After a couple of minutes of rooting around, I found them and all of the guards as well. I turned around and he was standing by the chair, completely naked and hard as a rock.

"I don’t want to get hair on my clothes." He started unbuttoning my pants, "and I don’t want to get hair on yours either." And with that, very shortly we were both totally naked.

I picked up the guards and asked him "Which one do you want?" He looked at each of them, and at the bare clippers.

"None," he decided. "Just use the bare blade."

"That’ll leave you almost bald."

"Yeah, and that’s how Matt Damon’s hair was cut. If I’m going to do this, I don’t want to do half measures." For some reason, the thought of completely stripping off Jake’s hair made me really excited.

I turned on the clippers, and Jake smiled at the hum. I brought them up to his sideburn and asked, "You ready?"

"More than you can imagine," he said in a husky voice. And with that, I drove the clippers up, deep into his dark hair. The hair piled up on the clippers, leaving a path of stubble in its wake. "That feels…. amazing. I’ve never felt anything like that." He was breathing hard.

I ran my fingers across the path and savored the sandpapery feel of it. I couldn’t believe it, I was shaving my boyfriend’s head, and we were both loving it. I went in for a second pass, and then a third, quickly stripping off all of the hair around his ear.

He reached up to rub it and let out a soft moan. He kept rubbing until I pulled his hand away and set it in his lap. "If you want to rub something, rub that," pointing at his dick. "You’re getting in the way of me working."

"Yes sir," he snapped a salute, and started running his hand over his little man. I couldn’t believe how hot the entire scene was, me buzzing his hair while he jacked off. All too soon, it was done, and his hair was on the floor, and his scalp was covered in a dusting of dark stubble, which really stood out against his pale scalp. Thank God it was winter, so there wasn’t a huge difference between his face and head. I couldn’t believe it, but he looked SO good. If I’m honest, he looked better than he ever had with hair.

"Let me finish that for you," I said, bending down to suck him off. It only took a couple of minutes, and he shot an amazing load right in the back of my throat.

He stood up and looked in the mirror. "What do you think?" I asked him.

"I didn’t think my hair would be this noticeable. Matt Damon looked a lot… balder… than I do."

"Yeah, and he’s blond, and you have dark hair. Of course, he’s going to look more bald than you. You still look great." I assured him. "I can’t believe how good you look."

"Yeah, I just…." and then he eyed the razor by the sink. "Shave me, please. I want to be totally bald." My stomach did a flip. He looked so hot with the stubble, and I was worried that he might look sickly clean shaven. "Please," he said, shoving the razor at me.

He sat back in the chair, and I took a deep breath. I wet a washcloth with warm water and ran it across his almost bald scalp. Then, I grabbed the shaving cream from the shelf, and sprayed a blob on the top of his head. As I was massaging it in, I couldn’t believe how erotic it felt, the combination of the sandpaper and the cream was absolutely about to do me in. I had never imagined that hair cutting and shaving could be sexy. I stepped back and looked at him, and he looked like an angel, with his head covered in a layer of white foam. I rinsed my hands off.

"We should let this soften your stubble a bit," he suggested. "But I know a perfect way to pass the time. Come here." He took me in his mouth and repaid me for the blowjob as I perched on the edge of the vanity. This entire situation was completely turning both of us on.

And then, it was time to shave his head. I picked up the razor and brought it to his forehead. I had no idea what I was doing, so I worked very carefully, I pulled the razor back through a bit of his stubble, rinsed it off, and repeated. I lightly ran my finger over the shaved strip, feeling for stubble. The smooth softness of his bald scalp was like nothing I’d ever felt before.

"God that feels good," he moaned. "Keep going. I want to be totally bald."

I didn’t need any more encouragement. I set to work, scraping the dark stubble off, revealing a perfect smooth head, scrape, rinse, stoke, over and over. And then, he was totally bald. I rubbed the cloth over his head again to remove the last of the shaving cream. He let out a rumble of pure pleasure from deep in his chest, "God, that feels good. It feels sooo good."

While I had thought the stubble looked good on him, this was a whole other level of beauty. The way the curve of his head flowed down into his neck, the beautiful ears with their silver hoops against the perfect dome of his bald head, the way his green eyes looked without hair detracting from them, the way the smoothness up top made the hair on his chest look so virile, I had never seen anyone so hot in my life.

"You know, all cleaned up like this, you make Matt Damon look kind of scruffy and unkempt." I bent over and kissed the top of his head. The smooth skin felt wonderful against my lips.

He stood up and stared in the mirror, and a look of wonderment spread over his face as his hands flew to his head. He ran them back and forth, feeling every inch of his bald scalp, pure joy radiating from his body.

"You like this?" He asked.

"I LOVE IT," I said as emphatically as I could.

"Would you mind if I kept my hair this way, at least for a while?"

"Actually, I’d mind if you DIDN’T keep your hair this way, provided that I can be your barber, that is. Honestly, please don’t grow your hair back. Ever. Please stay shaved bald, you look absolutely amazing."

"I don’t think you need to worry about that," he smiled, still rubbing his head with a massive grin on his face. "There’s no going back. It’s only been a few minutes, but I am sure this is forever, I can’t go back to having hair after feeling this. And I want you to shave me bald every single day, this was the hottest thing we’ve ever done. I’ve never felt anything like this."

I wrapped my arms around him, nuzzled his shaved head, and we headed into the bedroom. We never opened the champagne, and didn’t toast the New Year, but running my hands over Jake’s bald head was absolutely the best way to open a new year in our lives.
 

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