The Holidays Are Here by Scott the Haircut Lover

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The Holidays Are Here

My first year at college. I was shy, had a roommate that I never really hung out with. I couldn’t wait for the Thanksgiving break. I was on a full ride to a pretentious Ivy League school studying robotic engineering and I was super advanced for my age. My professor had made me the leader of the group project and it didn’t go well with some of the older students. Anyway, I was a geek, 5’10, dimples, blue eyes, and blonde hair. Why am I writing this story? Well there was a secret I had. I had this fascination with haircuts. I could tell you about every haircut every guy had in the classes I was in. I knew when they got a haircut and I knew when they needed one. I was so obsessed with other peoples hair that I was guessing on Friday which one would come in Monday with a fresh cut. And believe it or not I was pretty accurate in my predictions. What kind of haircuts was I attracted to? ALL of them! And it did things to me that I really couldn’t explain. My hair? Ha, at this point I didn’t really care about mine! It was all about the other guys. How sharp it looked or how they would be so much cuter if they just cleaned it up. My hair was a mess. I actually got a buzzcut right after graduation in June. I hadn’t cut it since!

It was Thursday. I was leaving the next day right after classes to head home for the Thanksgiving break. I took a shower, like usual, and put on my regular clothes. I was brushing my teeth and looking at myself in the mirror. UGHHHH! I am a mess, I thought to myself. I tried to fix my hair, I played with it, I gelled it and then washed out the gel. It was all the same length because I hadn’t cut it since the buzzcut in June. It was not cooperating what so ever! But remember I am a geek! No one paid attention to me so I really didn’t care. I finished up in the bathroom, grabbed my book bag and headed off to classes.

The breeze kinda felt nice blowing in my hair as I walked across campus. I was in an amazing mood as I knew I was almost ready to go home. As I entered the class I was struck with a surprise. Cade, this beautiful freshman who was just as smart as me, had gotten a severe haircut. Cade and I didn’t really speak much. When I saw Cade yesterday he had shoulder length dark hair. Today Cade was sporting a skin faded cropped top sexy as hell cut! He was the same nerd I was yesterday, but today he looked like a stud jock! All because of his haircut, I thought to myself. I couldn’t take my eyes off Cade. I could barely focus on the work that needed to be done that day. Every time he moved I adjusted where my view was so I could see his new fresh haircut.

When class ended I followed him. I picked up my pace and caught up to him. What was a going to say? Why was I so nervous? Suddenly he changed directions and I was so close I ran into him! "Dude what the hell!" Cade said. "Oh s**t I wasn’t paying attention. Im sorry Cade." He said "Its cool bro." I was nervous and wanted to say it but I was scared. Then the words just came out "I love your new haircut" Cade blushed "Thanks Trevor. I was just tired of f***ing with it every morning ya know?" I blushed "yeah I do know! I was f***ing with mine this morning and it sill looks like this" pointing to my mop. Cade said "Yeah I let it grow so long and since I am going home tomorrow I really didn’t want it to be an issue over the holiday." I said "Yeah I hear ya!"

We had been walking together the whole time during our conversation. I really wasn’t even paying attention to where we were headed. Here was this really good looking guy with the freshest of haircuts in an actual conversation with me and I was completely obsessed with just his hair! What the hell is wrong with me! We arrived at the food hall. Cade looked at me "You meeting anyone here?" I said "No haha I always eat alone." Cade looked down "Yeah me too. So you want to eat with me?" I blushed "Yes I would like to eat with you Cade." We were such nerds. We were in the line to get food. I was behind him. I could not stop looking at his hair. I wanted to reach out and touch it! It was so perfectly faded. It was shaved bald about half way up. The top was cropped down with just enough length to comb forward. OMG this guy was giving me a huge boner and I couldn’t help it!

We sat and ate and I tried not to stare. We talked about the work we were doing in the class we were in together. We talked about our plans for the break. I asked him if he had a girlfriend and he said "Well no. I mean I really don’t have time for that sort of thing." I agreed and we laughed. We talked about how we were both the smartest in our high school and how we wanted to change the robotics industry. But during the entire time all I could think about was this sexy new haircut he got. How it changed him. How it made him look so good. I wanted to ask. I wanted to know. I had to find out where he got this amazing haircut!

We were finishing up our lunch and were about to head back to our rooms to study and pack. I finally got up the courage. "Cade, can I ask you something?" He looked at me "Sure Trevor, whats up?" I felt nervous but got the words out "Where did you get your haircut?" What he said next was a shock to my system. Something I never thought would be the answer. Cade smile "I cut it myself." "WHAT!" That was all I could muster up as a response. "Its like so perfect though." Cade laughed "Well I am a perfectionist. Do you know it took me about two hours to get it like this?" All of the sudden our conversation turned to his haircut. How he did it. How he didn’t even want it as short as it turned out, but he couldn’t stop cutting until every line was perfectly blended. I asked him "Do you always cut your own hair?" My boner was raging down below and I felt like I was about to explode. Cade replied "Yeah I have been for a long time now. I am never happy with the person that cuts my hair so I learned how to do it myself." The next question I had was going to be the hardest words that ever came out of my mouth. "Do you cut other peoples hair Cade?" He looked at me and I could tell he was nervous. "Well I never have. Ive kinda wanted to try, but I always thought people would think I was weird if I asked them, does that make sense?" I breathed easier with his response. "Yes it actually does." Cade looked at me "Did you want to get your haircut?" I looked at him in the eyes "Well I clearly need one. But like you it always gets messed up when I go to a random barber shop. That’s why I got it buzzed it after graduation and that’s why I haven’t gotten a haircut since." Cade seemed nervous but it was clear he wanted to say something. We started walking back towards the dorms. Cade finally spoke "Do you want me to try to give you a haircut?" I stopped, looking into his beautiful brown eyes, "I mean if you have time. I don’t want to impose on you." All I wanted since I saw him this morning was to have my blonde hair look just like his. It was so perfect. Cade replied "I have time Trevor. My roommate already left to go home so we can just go up to my room."

There was definitely something going on between us all of the sudden. I never had thoughts like this before. Yes haircuts always aroused me but usually haircuts on other people. We got to his room. I swear he was my twin! His room was emasculate. There was nothing out of place on his side of the room. My room looked exactly the same. He asked me if I wanted something to drink and I accepted a bottle of water. We were both so nervous. Why? It was just a fricking haircut that I clearly desperately needed. But it was so much more and deep down I think we were both starting to realize this. Now, it had been about 5 months since I had the buzzcut. My hair was about 4-5 inches long all over the place. No where near as long as Cades was before he cut it. I didn’t know how to ask him where he wanted me to sit. I could tell he didn’t know how to ask me to sit. It was so awkward. He finally pulled out his desk chair and said "This should work as a barbers chair." Those words made me hard again. I was fighting the entire time we had been together to hide my excitement. I said "Oh yeah that will work." And I sat in the chair. Cade seemed super nervous. He said "Um Trevor, I don’t have one of those capes or anything and well yesterday when I cut mine I was just in my undies in the bathroom so I don’t know if you want to take your shirt off or, well I don’t know." I blushed really hard not even having thought about any of that. "Yeah I guess I should take my shirt off then." I took it off. My skinny white smooth body sitting in the chair. Cade went to his bathroom and came back with scissors, clippers, and to my surprise a razor and shaving cream.

I sat in the chair as he prepared his tools on the desk. He asked me how I wanted it cut. I looked at his perfect hair one more time and asked him if he could do the same to mine as he did to his. He said "Ok I will try my best. Don’t hate me if I mess it up." I giggled "Well I cant complain about a free haircut." We both laughed and he started combing out my shaggy unruly hair. I couldn’t believe how meticulously he combed it. He was trying to get all of the lines perfect. I won’t lie I was very much enjoying him running the comb through my hair. His touch was actually amazing. He was amazing and I was starting to realize the feelings about him were growing by the second. Once he got my hair combed exactly like he wanted it he took the clippers and started shaving up the side of my head. Then the back and the other side. There was no mirror so I had no idea what it looked like. He was breathing kind of hard. There was definitely the same bulge in his pants that was happening to me down below. I sat still as he worked. There was a lot of hair on my body and on the floor. We didn’t speak. He cut and cut. Blended and blended. I sat there for a very long time but I didn’t care. I was having the best time I had ever had with another person.

I had to have been at least an hour. Maybe more. He was walking around me looking at his work. Then he put some shaving cream on my neck and around my ears and gently shaved. I lost it in my pants and turned beat red! What the hell just happened I thought to myself. Cade would tell my breathing changed when it happened as asked me if I was ok. It was the first words that were spoken the entire time he was cutting my hair. I said "Um yes I am ok." He said "I think I have it just like mine." I got up slowly and went to his bathroom. I couldn’t believe how perfect my hair looked. It was exactly like his haircut besides the fact that his hair was dark and mine was blonde. I was looking at it. I was so happy. I never looked this good before. Then he came in and I realized that I had a wet stain on my pants. I was so embarrassed but then I realized he had new sweat pants on. I was shaking. He said "Trevor you look so good. And don’t be embarrassed it happened to me too." I turned and hugged him and thanked him for the perfect haircut. Then I looked into his eyes and we kissed.

I stayed in his room that night. When I got home the next evening my mother couldn’t stop complimenting me on my haircut and my friends and family kept telling me how good and mature I looked. When I got back to school Cade and I decided to start rooming together. We have been together ever since!

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