Growing Up - Part 2a by buzztob

---

Growing Up â€" Part 2a
by
buzztob



We stood there and looked at James all tied up lying on the floor. He was struggling and trying to get up but a quick kick in the stomach from Pete and instructions that if he moved, he would get a lot worse, seemed to take some of the fight out of him. Dave returned and motioned that we put our guest into the chair. We untied his hands but quickly secured them to the arms of the chair. Steve also tied his legs to the chair. Dave then produced a knife and cut off his shirt and trousers and also removed his shoes and socks. Dave started to make fun of his puny body saying that he had seen more muscle on women than he had, but maybe James had more hair. Dave then suggested that we turn him into a man. The twins took up the challenge and started to pull at the long blow-dried blond locks. I was really nervous and had just been standing back. It had been agreed that no names would be used just in case. The twins then opened up dad’s cupboard and took out all of the equipment and laid it on the bench. We decided that we would take our time in removing the hair. First Pete started with the scissors, hacking chunks off here and there continuously combing through the hair, grabbing chunks every so often and snipping it off. James tried to struggle and move his head around, but Dave was there with a hard punch to the stomach and a whisper in the ear that it would get worse if he didn’t stop struggling. Next, we started with the clippers. Steve fitted the number 1 comb onto the clippers. Placing the clippers by James’ ear he switched them on and started to run them towards the crown of his head. You could hear the whimpering coming from James, but all of his struggling had stopped. Steve continued to buzz the back of the head and the other side. He then handed the clippers to me and I grabbed the hair falling on his face, placed the clippers against his forehead and ploughed them towards the back. James’ hair was still quite long and I could feel the clippers occasionally snag in his hair, but I just kept ploughing through. We now had in front of us a head of hair evenly clipped all over. Pete then grabbed another attachment, replaced the one we had just used and started to cut a patchwork effect into the hair. I must admit, when he finished, it looked quite good. Steve was next. He removed the attachment, turned the clippers back on and removed all of the hair on the back and sides, then just off centre placed the clippers at the front of the head and pushed them through. He then repeated the cut on the other side and there in front of us was a Mohawk haircut. With the blond hair, it looked quite good. But back to business, Steve handed me the clippers with the #00000 blade attached and pushed me towards the chair. I switched the clippers on and just as dad had done to me, pushed the clippers straight through the hair on the top of James head. The hair on the sides and back quickly followed and before long, we were brushing off the loose hair. Steve, wiped the head clean with a cloth, then sprayed water all over the head. He then applied lather to the sides and back. Taking the Mach3, he removed all of the lather from around the head. He repeated the process again and this time went against the hair growth. Pete then indicated that he thought that we should shave more off the top of the head and just leave an oval of hair on the top. Steve swiftly removed the offending hair. James sat there in the chair, without knowing it, supporting the shortest haircut in the room.

It was then that Dave stepped forward and said ‘all of his hair’ pointing to the faint growth of hair on his chest, under his arms and of course around his penis. Steve switched on the #00000 clippers and proceeded to strip all of the visible hair. By now you could see tears streaming down James, face, but I felt little pity for him after all of the misery he had put me through at school. James started to twitch when Pete pulled down his shorts and he felt the clippers buzzing around his penis. The legs were next and Steve removed all visible traces of hair from his body.

Well, I thought that the night was about finished and I was satisfied with my revenge. It was then that Dave opened up a box, which had his name all over it and lifted out a tray containing what looked like bottles of ink. It was then that I saw what was underneath and my heart missed a beat. It was all the equipment needed for tattoos. Steve whispered to me that Dave had been doing this as a part time job since he left school and was very good. Dave removed his jacket and rolled up his sleeves and it was then that I noticed that he had a couple of tattoos on each arm. Dave motioned that he wanted James turned over. We carefully untied his legs and his hands and turned him over in the chair and secured him again. The chair was let down as far as it could go, but James was still lying in an awkward position. Dave said that it would be OK. He stepped forward and pulled down James shorts. He then proceeded to wipe the area just below his elastic line with a strong-smelling disinfectant. James was starting to struggle trying to get free. Dave bent over and whispered something in his ear and all the fight left James’ body. I could even hear him crying. Dave proceeded with the task of preparing the area shaving the patch, to make sure everything was clean. He put on some surgical gloves and again wiped the area clean. Pete had plugged in Dave’s equipment and everything was ready. Dave changed his gloves again, picked up the electric needle, switched it on and started to outline some letters. It was a slow process and Dave constantly kept wiping the area with wipes. Half an hour later, Dave was finished. The words read SKINS RULE. Dave had used an Old English lettering style and had filled in some of the letters in a bright red colour. If James was careful nobody would ever see Dave’s handiwork. Dave then took out a camera and took a couple of pictures of the tattoo and of the haircut. He then placed a dressing on the tattoo, pulled up James’ shorts and asked if anyone else wanted to be done. The three of us looked at each other and shook our heads. Dave just laughed and put all his kit away.

Dave left, returned a few minutes later and said the van was ready. What about his clothes? Bundle them up and put them in a bag, he is going home naked! We managed to get James back into the van, I stayed behind to clean up and the others drove away. Steve later told me that they stopped just around the corner from James’ house and dumped him out of the van. I cleaned up the mess and made sure that all of dad’s equipment was spotless and back where it should be. Tuned the light out, locked the door and walked into the house just as mom was making a drink. You’re back early? I looked at the clock and it was only 2130 hours. Yes I managed to get my homework done quickly. I went upstairs to my room, lay on my bed and couldn’t wait for tomorrow to see the result of our nights work.



I was up early the next day and rushing mom to get me to school. I need not have bothered, as James was not at school. His mother phoned up to say that he was not very well but would be back soon. The others never bothered me that day they seemed more concerned about why James was not at school. That night Steve phone me and I told him what had happened. He just laughed and said that he had really enjoyed himself and would be up for it again if needed. He then said that Dave would be stopping by with an envelope for me containing my insurance for the future. Later that night Dave stopped by and handed me the envelope, said that he had enjoyed himself and if I wanted to take him up on his offer, I could contact him through the twins. I thanked Dave and went back upstairs. In my bedroom, I opened the envelope. Inside there were a couple of photos of James all tied up with his striking haircut and even more impressive tattoo! James came back to school on the Friday. Everyone was giving him a hard time because of his haircut. Little did they know that he also had a secret! When James saw me, he just glared at me. I smiled at him and gave him a wink. Later, when James was on his own, I walked past him and said that I had a present for him. I handed him the envelope and walked off. I looked back and his face had turned a bright red, he just stared at me.

That night, dad arrived home, very pleased with himself. He had finished in the top group of candidates and was certain to gain his promotion in a short period of time. Mom said that we should do something to celebrate and it was agreed that we would go out for a meal on Saturday night. Dad phoned the restaurant and made the reservations. Saturday night came and off we went to the restaurant for the meal. It had been a long time since we had all gone out as a family. Dad must have been happy. It was during the meal that dad made an announcement that really took me by surprise. He said that he had been thinking about my schooling and if the rest of the people at the local high school were like the twins, then I could transfer there from next term. I could not believe what he had said. When we got back, I was straight on the phone to the twins to tell them my news. They were really happy. Now there would be three in the gang at the same school. Steve asked how dad had got on and I gave him all the details that dad had been telling us over the meal. Steve then wanted to know if dad would be cutting my hair tomorrow. Silly question, even dad would not give up on that routine. He asked if I thought dad would mind giving him a haircut as well. I told him to wait and flew downstairs to ask dad. He smiled and said he would look forward to it. I told Steve to be there 0815 hours sharp. He laughed and hung up. Lying in bed that night, I couldn’t believe how everything seemed to be changing for the better.

---