Big Time Buzz by Eboy999

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Big Time Buzz - Haircut Fetishes

First time posting.

Kendall and Logan were hanging out at Kendall's place, enjoying a couple of drinks and catching up on life. The conversation was flowing smoothly, and they were both feeling a little buzzed when Logan reached up to run his fingers through his mop of dark hair, an endearing habit that Kendall always found adorable. Kendall's eyes were instantly drawn to Logan's mop of thick, shaggy dark hair as he watched Logan run his fingers through it. Without thinking, he reached out and ran his own fingers through Logan's hair, relishing the feel of the thickness and softness of the locks between his fingers.
Logan's eyes widened in surprise, but then he smirked at Kendall. "You like that, huh?"
Kendall felt his cheeks flush as he nodded. "Yeah, I do. I don't know why, but I just love playing with a cute guy’s hair."
Logan chuckled. "Well, you're in luck, my friend. I happen to have a bit of a hair fetish myself."
"In fact," he said, starting to panic slightly as he realized the words coming out of his mouth, "I, um have a bit more. I have a fetish for haircutting and haircuts."
Kendall's heart leaped into his throat. "Really? I thought I was the only one!"
Logan blushed and raised his eyes to meet Kendall’s. "There are actually plenty of us out there. I’ve seen the websites. In my wildest dreams, I never expected that we would have this in common. Hoped, dreamed about it, but never ever thought it could be real."
Their eyes locked for a moment, and Kendall found himself drawn to Logan's lips. Before he could stop himself, he leaned in and pressed his mouth against Logan's. Logan responded eagerly, running his hands through Kendall's beautifully shaggy, long, and silky blond hair.
They broke apart, panting and flushed with arousal. "Wow," Kendall whispered.
"Yeah," Logan agreed, grinning. "But you know what would be even better? If we could cut each other's hair."
Kendall's eyes widened in surprise. "I, uh, actually have something I’d like to show you. I've always been too ashamed to show it to anyone I cared about, but since you're into this too, maybe we could, uh, check it out together?"
Logan's eyes glinted with curious excitement. "Lead the way."
Kendall led Logan down a narrow hallway lined with doors, finally stopping in front of one that was locked. He fumbled with the keys for a moment before finally pushing the door open to reveal a room that was a replica of an old-fashioned barbershop. Two leather-clad chrome plated barber chairs faced floor-to-ceiling mirrors, a shelf lined with combs, a variety of shears and half a dozen different types of clippers. Also, Logan noticed at the base of one chair, a pile of shorn blonde locks.
Logan whistled appreciatively. "Dude, this is amazing!"
Kendall grinned shyly. "Thanks. I'm glad you like it."
They began to strip each other naked, shedding the layers of clothing that had been weighing them down for so long. Kendall took his time, savoring the feel of Logan's hands on his skin as he pulled off his shirt and then his pants.
Logan was more impatient, and soon he was standing there, completely naked except for his thick, shaggy hair that almost obscured his eyes, ears and the nape of his neck.
Logan sat down in the left barber chair; anticipation was written all over his face. Kendall stood behind him, admiring the way Logan's hair framed his face and the way the light danced off the glossy strands. He took his time exploring Logan’s locks with his hands, reveling in the soft thickness and rich color.
Kendall felt a surge of desire as he picked up the red Oster 76 clippers and switched them on, the distinctive whirring sound filling the room. With a steady hand, Kendall began to clip away the long hair that had been driving Logan crazy. He started at the nape of Logan's neck, moving steadily upward, clearing a path up the back of his head, the dark hair starting to rain down leaving a velvety buzz in its wake. He saw Logan shudder, his breath hitching as the clippers made their way up his scalp, higher and higher. Then Kendall started another pass, and another and another, Logan’s beautiful dark hair fell in sheaves over his pale shoulders, sliding down his back, tumbling into his naked lap. shortening the length of the hair with each pass of the clippers.
Logan's breath grew ragged as Kendall placed the clippers under his bangs at his hairline and slowly started the path to his crown, the clippers skimming his scalp, the vibrations sending shivers of pleasure down his spine. He felt his cock growing hard as he leaned back into the chair, surrendering to Kendall's skilled hands. Logan's hair spilled past his eyes in torrents of soft darkness, falling in heavy clumps down his smooth chest and onto the bare skin of his cock.
When Kendall was done, he stepped back to admire his handiwork. Logan looked amazing, his hair now just a short fuzz that accentuated his dimpled, adorable features and his sparkling brown eyes.
Logan stood up, grinning from ear to ear. "Wow, that was incredible. You're so talented, Kendall," he said, looking at his new dark velvet in the mirrors and feeling a whole new sensation under the palms of his hands as he rubbed his shorn head over and over.
Kendall felt a flush of pride as he put down the clippers. "Thanks, buddy. But now it's your turn to return the favor."
Logan nodded eagerly. Kendall sat down in the barber chair, excitement coursing through his veins as Logan began to run his hands through his long blond hair.
Kendall watched with fascination as Logan started to take thick hanks in his fingers, and using a pair of shiny steel shears, chop of big, thick locks of his precious blonde hair. As the locks of hair fell away, they slid down onto his shoulders, down his chest and back, into his naked lap, teasing and tickling him. Logan's hands were sure and steady, taking his time and making sure that every chunk of hair fell perfectly onto Kendall for maximum pleasure.
Just when Kendall was almost overwhelmed and slightly panicked by the sight of so much of his hair now resting in his lap, Logan reached for the clippers, selecting a #3 attachment. He pushed Kendall’s head down gently, until his chin was touching his chest. He wanted Kendall to see all that beautiful blonde hair raining down as he started to run the clippers up the back of his head, golden sheaves pouring down. Kendall’s breathing turned rapid as his hair rained down, the sensation of the clippers almost too much to bear.
Logan continued his slow divestiture of Kendall’s brilliant blonde hair. When the back and sides were shorn, Logan came around in front of Kendall, putting a finger and tipping his head up so Kendall met his eyes. "You’re wonderful, Kendall. I love your hair, and I love cutting it all off. Now watch in the mirror as I finish." With that, the clippers came to life again as Logan conquered the remainder of Kendall’s bang, slipping the clippers though the golden silk and making it rain down in front of Kendall’s beautiful, unbelieving green eyes.
As the last lock of hair fell to his lap, Kendall felt a surge of pleasure that was almost overwhelming. He stood up, feeling a little unsteady. He could not believe his reflection in the mirror, and the feel of his now velvety shorn head was surreal, but so amazingly hot.
As he looked at himself in wonder and fondled his head, he couldn’t help his dick getting hard. He turned around and himself face-to-face with Logan, who was grinning and sporting a hardon of his own.
They kissed and began to explore each other's bodies, their hands roaming over every inch of skin. The pile of the hair on the floor grew surrounded them as they pulled each other to the floor and made love, doing things to each other that they had never dared to do before.
As the sun began to rise, they collapsed together in a heap, their skin slick with sweat and their hair sticking to their bodies. But they were happy, fulfilled, and excited for whatever the future held for their newfound love.

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