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Buddy Encounters - Triple the Fun by Clipperaddict

It’s been a while since I last shared a Buddy Encounter. Like the others, this is based on a real encounter with haircut buddies. Names are changed and some elements are embellished.

There is an amazing Horseshoe Flattop barber in Southern California that I’ve had the good fortune to visit a few times. He has many regular customers featured on his Instagram page, and I’ve chatted with a handful who share my infatuation with haircuts especially Shaved High and Tight Horseshoe Flattops. A last-minute business opportunity about 45 minutes from the barber came up so I arranged my travel to accommodate a visit to CK for a shearing. I was unusually shaggy not having been in the chair for several weeks.

Browsing Instagram, I had this crazy idea to share my plans with the local buddies in a group chat. Almost immediately a couple of them replied saying they’d be there. I couldn’t believe it. Jules is a young guy (early 30s) with amazing, fast-growing, thick, blonde hair. He has sparkling bluey-green eyes and chubby cheeks you just want to tweak. He has a permanent smile. Did I mention he is a horseshoe flattop icon? Jayden is another young guy (late 30s, early 40s maybe) who is well-known for his super high and tight shaved horseshoe flattop. He travels for business and gets his shoe tidied up at least once a week. His whitewalls and landing strip are almost always smooth as glass. I’d met him once before at the same barber and enjoyed his company.

I couldn’t believe they both accepted the invitation. I gave CK a heads up and he was excited. We arranged to meet at 5:30 PM. CK kindly agreed to stay past closing time at 6 to take care of us. Work seemed to drag and I have to confess my mind was focused more on getting to the barber than the strategic topics we were discussing. Then there was the SoCal rush hour traffic to contend with; 45 minutes almost doubled to an hour and 15 minutes. I was panicking as I didn’t want to miss any of the action. Jules and Jayden were much closer and guaranteed to be there on time. I kept checking in as I drove. Thankfully CK had another client in his chair when my buddies arrived just before 5:30 PM. I asked the guys to stall as much as possible. We agreed that Jayden would go first as his would be less of a transformation as he’d had a haircut less than a week ago.

I was 10 minutes out when Jules sent me a pic of Jayden getting into the chair. There was no need for him to give CK any instructions as he’d been in his chair so often and his hair was so short there were only 2 options. A horseshoe flat or a cueball. Regardless CK was in the zone and fired up his top-of-the-line Heiniger clippers and ran them straight back from just past the hairline to begin carving his signature landing strip. Jules was recording it so I didn’t miss anything. Jayden’s eyes were closed as he gave out a soft groan. CK is a meticulous barber. He takes pride in every haircut, especially shaved high and tight horseshoe flats. He spent 30+ minutes crafting Jayden’s shoe (at least 5 grinding the foil razor all over his whitewalls and landing strip). He was adding finishing touches as I arrived. Needless to say Jayden looked HOT. We took some great pics and a couple of reels for Instagram before Jayden stepped down and Jules took his place in the master craftsman’s chair.

"What are we doing today?" asked CK. Before Jules could answer Jayden weighed in "The same again. Jarhead shoe him." I think all 3 of us came to attention at that point (maybe CK did too �" we couldn’t be sure). "Sounds good to me." CK replied. "That works for you Jules" he said as more of a statement than a question. "Your call." Jules said confidently. "You’re the expert. Do what you think best." Another twitch down below at the prospect of barber’s choice. CK didn’t even respond he just got to work again starting with the landing strip only this time it was like clearing a path through the jungle. Jules had more than an inch of thick slightly wavy blonde hair on top. It was so hot to see it all accumulating in front of the powerful clippers as they headed back across his head. We watched in anticipation for the mass of locks to tumble off the back of his head on to the floor. I swear it happened in slow motion. Our hands instinctively went to our crotches to rearrange our equipment and make it comfortable. The next pass of the hungry clippers was from Jules’ left temple along the parietal ridge to meet at the back of his head with the landing strip. This time the thick blonde locks fell on to his shoulder and slid down the cape into his lap. The freshly revealed scalp was white and pleading to be rubbed. CK ran a soft bristle brush along it to catch any loose hairs trying not to fall. The right temple followed, and then the swift removal of all the hair below the band of seductive pale skin. The crude horseshoe was treated to some product and brushed up and back as the hairdryer and brush made sure every remaining hair was standing at full attention (like our dicks).

The first freehand passes of the Heinigers back across Jules’ luxurious mop saw heaps of golden hair fall in heavy clumps on to the cape and the floor. With the bulk removed CK set about finetuning the most perfect jarhead horseshoe flat. He danced around the chair sculpting from every angle making sure to slice through every last stray hair. The clippers are replaced with the high octane foil razor. Like Jayden, Jules instinctively closes his eyes and lets out a groan as CK grinds the foil all over his whitewalls anticipating the best part as he moves to the landing strip. Jules tenses slightly and gently bites his bottom lip as the landing strip is attacked back and forth, side to side making sure there is no sign of hair ever having grown there. After a full inspection and multiple finishing touches, the Jarhead shoe is complete. I’m getting ready to take Jules’ place in the chair when without warning CK begins his assault on Jules’ bushy beard. The clippers head down through his left sideburn with skin giving way to stubble as the strawberry blonde beard curls fall on to the cape. Jules is a little startled but doesn’t say anything as CK runs his clippers over comb through the thick facial hair removing a good couple of inches. The wild mountain man look is replaced by a neatly groomed but still full beard. His mustache receives similar treatment. The transformation is incredible! More pics and reels are taken to publish later before the cape is removed and Jules vacates the chair.

I can’t resist rubbing my hand up the back of his smooth head as I make my way to the chair. His permanent smile broadens and he winks at me as I pass. CK wastes no time caping me up and runs the clippers up the back of my head, over the crown and halfway towards my forehead. There is no asking what I want. Unbeknownst to my 2 buddies CK and I chatted online beforehand and he has already decided how he’s going to cut my hair. My hair is mostly grey/white; almost 2 inches long on top and about a #4 on the sides and back. About a month ago, my last haircut was a traditional boxy, plush top flattop. Jayden of course pipes up "Same again CK. Another jarhead shoe.". CK simply replies "It’s OK I got this." The sides and back receive similar treatment to my two buddies sitting in front of me. After getting the top stood to attention CK begins to sculpt a different shape. Using clipper over comb he roughs out a steep incline from my forehead to the crown. My hair goes from an inch and a half to skin. Instead of a horizontal flat it is a steep ramp (triangular profile). He still shaves the landing strip and the whitewalls. The result is a geometrical masterpiece that is flat horizontally from the front and a sharp ramp from the sides. The whitewalls are just as high and tight as my buddies. As CK finishes this work of art he invites Jayden and Jules to inspect his creation. They are suitably impressed and very complimentary. CK shares "I’ve wanted to do this cut for a while. I was just waiting for the right victim. Lol" After taking pics of my cut, we take a series of pics and reels of the 3 of us from every angle. Arms wrapped around each other’s shoulders and hands rubbing our own and each other’s whitewalls and landing strips.

We’re on such a high we can’t possibly just go home. We haven’t discussed having any fun afterwards, but I know I want to and I’m fairly confident my freshly shorn HOT buddies might be interested. Trying not to be too pushy I suggest we grab something to eat as none of us have had dinner. We settle on going to the nearby In N Out burger. We are In N Out in 30 minutes. Jules and I are outside waiting for Jayden. There’s a sense of anticipation and slight awkwardness as we stand in the parking lot. I pluck up the courage and ask if he'd mind me giving his flat another good rub. "Only if I can rub yours." he says. Instantly we both reach out our hands and begin to rub each other’s smooth walls. Our eyes meet and the connection is broken by Jayden joining in the head rubbing. "I can’t believe you started without me." he said jokingly. We move to a more private part of the parking lot and again my eyes connect with Jules, and I lean in towards him whispering "I want to kiss you." He puckers his lips, and we start to make out. Not wanting to leave Jayden out, we take it in turns to enjoy one another. It’s obvious we are all fully erect. I grab both of their dicks. They jump a little and groan/yelp. "Anyone needing some help?" I ask seductively. "You’re welcome to come back to my hotel for a bit if you’d like." The two of them look at each other and then at me. They nodded in unison, and we headed off to enjoy triple the fun.

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