The Deluxe Experience 3-Bring a friend by Shears-backup

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Hi everyone! It took a long time (I lost access to my previous account so used this backup one) but I’m finally back with part 3 of my story "Deluxe Experience" (I strongly advise you to read the previous 2 parts, posted on my original account "Shears", to fully understand the story plot). It’s a bit longer than the other parts but I didn’t want to cut the haircut in half.
A part 4 will follow shortly so stay tuned!

DISCLAIMER: The following story contains mature and explicit contents, BDSM and forced haircut that some readers may find disturbing. Reader discretion is advised. The story, all names, characters, and incidents portrayed in this story are fictitious. No identification with actual persons (living or deceased), places, buildings, and products is intended or should be inferred.

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During the month after his first experience in the RedRoom, Seth’s ginger hair grew a little bit over 1/2". He couldn’t stop rubbing his head both during the day and when he was enjoying himself.
The first few days were a bit of a shock, especially when he was on Campus as everybody commented on his new look, but his popularity faded sooner than he thought: after the first week, no one paid attention to his tight butch. No one but one of his colleagues in Western Art History class: Darren, that was his name, couldn’t keep his eyes off Seth’s hair.

Darren was a tall and slender guy, with thick straight super black hair long enough to almost cover his butt, and bright blue eyes. He often wore them in a low ponytail or tied them up in a messy bun. He was the quiet guy of the class, kept to himself, dressed casually in jeans and t-shirts that were never bright-coloured and always listening to music with a big pair of overhead headphones.

When Seth noticed his attention to his hair, he immediately began to fantasize about taking him with him to the RedRoom and sharing the experience with a buddy while getting the 50% discount on his cut.
It was two days before his new appointment that something happened, something that Seth couldn’t have ever imagined. During a break between classes, as Seth was quietly eating half of his sandwich, Darren joined him on the bench he was seated on and began to speak in a quivering voice.
« Hi there, sorry to bother… So… uhm… I was wondering where you… you got your haircut »
The ginger tried to hold a smile.
« Hey, you’re Darren, right? Well, I got it cut in Ocean Park at a pretty special barbershop. Why do you ask? Do you like it? Do you want to get rid of your hair? »
Seth asked and the other man blushed violently.
« No… I mean yes, well I don’t know. Why did you cut yours and why go as far as Ocean Park? What’s so special about that barbershop? »
« I see… » - Seth said - « So I cut mine ‘cause I’ve always had a thing for short haircuts. Don’t get me wrong, it was a shock taking the plunge but I don’t regret it and actually look forward to my next appointment. As for why this barbershop is so special, it’s because it offers a so-called Deluxe Experience for those who like getting a haircut a bit more than the average person. I can give you some more info if you’d like »
It was difficult for Seth to talk about his likings so openly but he figured he needed to be honest if he wanted to have any chance at persuading Darren to join him in this little adventure.
« I uhm… I’m not sure about it… your haircut was pretty brutal and I don’t know if I’m ready for this »
« Ehi mate, no pressure. How about I tell you a bit more about this experience and you can then decide if you want to tag along with me?
Maybe you can come over to my place this evening and we can talk about it, what do you
say? »
Darren was anxious about the whole situation but something inside him pushed him out of his comfort zone and he ended up accepting the invitation.
Seth wrote his address on a piece of paper and handed it to his new friend.
« See you around 7 pm, is that good? »
« Yeah, I’ll be there »
Seth got up and left, leaving Darren alone on the bench still thinking about their conversation.
The ginger felt on cloud nine! He couldn’t believe he have found somebody who could maybe share the same interest as him.

He ran home to tidy up a bit and ordered pizza for dinner, then waited for Darren.
It was half past 7 when he started to lose hope and thought that maybe Darren had gotten cold feet about it. At 8 his doorbell rang, making him jump from the couch.
The long-haired boy was visibly uncomfortable as he entered the small flat.
« Ehi mate, I thought you changed your mind! So cool you decided to come »
Seth greeted him with a smile.
« I want to be honest, I thought of chicken out but I couldn't stop thinking about that Deluxe Experience you talked about and wanted to know a bit more »
« I totally understand where you’re coming from, I had the same thoughts about it and was afraid it could be too weird or something. Do you want to talk about it while we eat some pizza? »
Seth tried his best to explain the kind of experience you could have at Fresh Cuts barbershop without scaring his guest.
Darren, on the other hand, started to feel something inside him, it was a totally new sensation for him. It was excitement mixed with anxiety and anticipation with a little bit of fear.
« Can I be honest with you? Maybe I’m just imagining things but the way you’re talking about your haircut and your hair in general is so passionate and almost sexual… I don’t know what to think of this but it makes me feel… strange, like I have a pit in my stomach but not in a bad way… oh, I don’t know how to explain it… forget it »
Seth moved his chair closer to him.
« You don’t have to feel ashamed of your sensation, I totally get it. Do you like to play with your hair when you play with yourself? Do you like the idea of somebody else being totally in charge of your hair and haircut? If the answer is yes, then you are going to have the time of your life at Fresh Cuts. Promise »
« You do have a thing for short and forced haircuts, don’t you? »
« Yeah, I guess so… but I embraced my kink very recently and you know what? My life is so much better now that I found a place where I can safely be the real me. So if you want to try this experience I can help you book your first appointment and we can start from there »
Darren thought about this for a solid minute and then slowly nodded.
« My father used to bring me to his barber every other week to have my hair cut in the tightest crewcut possible. As I started to grow up I began to protest more and more ’till I was finally set free from the haircut torture. I was 16 at the time and swore to myself that I would never have my hair cut short again. Since then I found myself stopping to peek inside random barbershops, wondering what would’ve happened if I decided to sit in that chair and have my hair cut, I indulged in these fantasies but never dared to get inside and ask for a cut.
I repressed those feelings for a lot of time but everything came back stronger when I saw you sporting a baldie on campus and couldn’t resist the urge to ask you more about it so I guess it’s a sign that I have to embrace this side of me.
Oh, fu*k it! Let’s do it, sign me up for this double experience kind of thing! »
It was music for Seth’s ear!
The ginger booked an appointment for his friend and handed him all the paperwork to read and sign before the experience.

It was the day of the cut and the two guys decided to take the bus together in case Darren chickened out.
When they arrived at the barbershop, Mike went to greet them and Seth smiled at him.
« You have company »
Michael noted.
« Yeah, I brought a friend with me to get the discount, you know. This is Darren, by the way, and today is his first experience »
Darren timidly waved at the man.
« Mike, nice to meet you »
The barber shook his hand.
« Uhm… pleasure is mine, I guess. I’m sorry I’m just nervous and don’t know what to do »
« Don’t worry, I’ll take care of you today. Very good care. So, shall we go to the RedRoom now? »
« After you » Was Seth's reply.

Both boys were led inside the RedRoom where Darren started to ask himself what did he get himself into and how did that happen.
Seth tried to comfort him and assure him that everything was going to work out just fine as long as he trusted and obeyed Mike.

The barber started speaking in a calm voice.
« Let’s start with the newbie, alright?
I need you to know some ground rules and ask you some questions you have to answer truthfully. Don’t worry, your secrets are safe here.
Rule number 1: Do as I say. Do not complain ‘cause I’m in charge here.
Rule number 2: When we are in this room you have to call me Master or Sir and can speak only if I say so.
Rule number 3: Get completely undressed. Now. No ifs and no buts.
This rule is for you too, Seth: I want you naked as well ‘cause I have something for you to enjoy as you wait for your turn in the chair. »
Derren was trembling but did as he was told whilst Seth complied with no hesitation.
« Such good boys you are.
Well now, Seth come here and take this vibrator. I want you to put it inside you while you sit in that waiting chair. It’s remote-controlled so I get to decide how strong the vibration is at any time. Wear a mask and earplugs to isolate. No matter what: do not touch yourself »
Seth took the lubricated toy and started to try to insert it into his butthole. He struggled a bit but finally got it in, then he wore both the mask and earplugs that Mike had given him.

« So, back to us Darren. I have some questions for you:
Are you gay? If not, are you open to buttplay? Are you a virgin?
Do you find it exciting to feel pain in a controlled way, like in BDSM?
Is it your first time exploring the haircut fetish? And have you ever had your hair cut short?
Do you have any STDs or any infectious diseases that I should be aware of?
Remember to answer with nothing but the truth, it’s in your best interest >>
« I… I’m bisexual b-but I’m new to buttplay and I… uhm… I don’t know if I’m ready to explore it right away… I do find… exciting the idea of pain but never tried it so I-I really don’t know, I guess we could… try it, Master.
I used to get forced haircuts as a child, the tightest crewcut possible, but it’s my first time even admitting my f-fetish to myself.
I don’t have any diseases, sir, I swear »
« Very well, we will try a small amount of buttplay and pain so we can better understand what you like and what you don’t like. If you want me to stop, you can shout "Apple" as a safe-word and I will immediately stop. The safe-word cannot be used to interrupt your haircut.
Understood? »
He said while turning Seth’s vibrator on, on the lowest setting, making the red start to softly moan.
« U-understood, sir »
« Non get in the chair, we already lost a lot of time. It’s a good thing you already took care of your pubes »
As Darren climbed into the chair, Mike fastened all the nylon straps around his body to pin him in place. He then covered his body with a heavy red vinyl cape.
Michael undid the ponytail, revealing the stunning length of black shiny hair. He pulled the hair a little bit, trying to test the pain tolerance of his new client.
Mike turned the power of Seth’s vibrator up a notch, watching him squirm in the waiting chair.
« Now I’m going to pump the chair up a lot and start to lightly stimulate your but. Remember the safeword »
« Yes, Master »
He whispered.
After detaching part of the seat cushion and exposing the client’s butt, Michael took the smallest buttplug imaginable, the size of a finger, started to lubricate it, and gently pressed it against his anus. The plug had an inflatable part used to change its size by using the connected pump.
« Do not clench your muscles, I know it’s hard but try to relax. There you go, see? It wasn’t that difficult after all »
The plug was in and Darren could feel a mild discomfort in his bum area, mixed with a sense of pure excitement. His dick began to stir.
« Oh, you like that, uh? Wanna go up in size a bit? »
« Yes, sir. Thank you, sir »
Mike smiled, pumping some air inside the plug and inflating it ‘till he saw the first hints of discomfort on Darren’s face.
« That’s more your size. We can finally start tackling your haircut »

He got behind the chair, after pumping it down to a normal height.
« You know, you give me some "bowl-cut with shaved undercut" vibes. I think that’s what you're going to get »
He fired up his clippers.
« No! Please, please don’t cut my hair like that! I beg you! »
« Now now, be a big boy and enjoy the ride »
Mike used his comb as a guide for cutting a straight line with the clippers, all across Darren’s head. Just after the first cut, mounds of black silky hair started raining down all over Darren and the floor under the chair. Mike repeated this process al around his client’s head, painfully slow and meticulously, not stopping until he had carved a perfect line all around his head.

The barber changed his clippers for the balding one and begin to expose every inch of skin under said line, leaving hair just above the tips of Darren’s ears.
The client started to sob and complain about his haircut, his tears mixed with the shorn hair still sticking to his face and on his lap. He could see the barber denuding his scalp while carving a perfectly round and full bowl-cut.
« Why would you do this to me? I look awful! I look like a freaking dork! »
He screamed, desperate for his unexpected change of look.
The barber slapped him on the naked back of his head, hard enough to make him shut up. Something inside him started to tickle.
« Enough now, you ungrateful boy! Do you know how lucky you are to still have some hair on top of your head? I think you don’t deserve this privilege after all! »
The barber barked at him, somewhat reminding him of his stern father. Darren’s dick twitched a little and his ass tightened around the plug.
"So this is what truly turns you on" Mike thought.
« No, please! Please don’t cut any more off! » Darren tried to plead, still crying and shaking.
Another slap on the head.
« Shut up, now! » Michael pumped up the plug a bit more and started to move it a bit while Darren started to softly lament for his stretched hole. « You like this, don’t you? You like being punished like this »
The client had to admit he was right, after all: he did like that kind of attention, that kind of controlled pain.
« Ow! Y-yes Master… »
Mike inflated the plug even more and left it in place.
« If you can’t be thankful for your remaining hair, maybe you shouldn’t be allowed to have any »
He snapped on the #3 attachment and run the clippers across the client’s head, starting at the forehead. Darren cried even louder watching that hair massacre, and tried to fight against the restraint to touch what was left of his long hair.

Pass after pass, the clippers mowed all the hair down leaving Darren with nothing more than peach fuzz covering the top of his head.
Mike leathered up the sides and back of his head and started to scrape away the stubble with a cutthroat razor leaving only white scalp contrasting with the black hair on top.
« One tight crewcut with whitewall: just like your dad used to like »
Mike unlatched the straps and cuffed Darren’s hands and feet on a table-like contraption, locking him on his four.
« You need to be punished for your action, boy. I’m going to give you ten of my best slaps and take your virgin ass » Mike commanded just before adding, in a much softer tone « If you don’t feel ready for this, just use the safe-word and I’ll stop immediately »
Darren nodded but remained silent. Michael put on a condom and lubed up, after that he removed the plug from his client’s ass.
The barber reached for a leather paddle and smacked Darren’s butt with it, not too hard, a couple of times. The boy grunted, taking in the pain. Mike started slowly penetrating him, giving him time to adjust to the intrusion.
THWACK! THWACK! He smacked his butt four times before starting to really f*** him.
Darren was moaning uncontrollably and felt his dick ready to explode in the most pleasurable way he had ever experienced. The last four slaps were the cherry on top of the cake and made him cum all over the table.

Mike pulled out his dick and cleaned both of them up, before freeing his client from the table.
« Good boy, D. You did amazing today. Now you can get dressed again, wear your mask and earplugs and go wait for Seth to be finished. You may touch your head now if you want » Mike said while ruffling the little hair he had left on his head.
Darren was in a dreamlike state, his now red butt still hurting a little bit both inside and outside while he got his clothes on. He felt like a completely new man as he rubbed his now-shaven head.

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