Jack and Tom by Bald Guy 95

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I was super tired when I came home from the gym. The only thing I could think of was a cold shower and dinner. So I warmed up my meal prep in the microwave, had dinner and jumped into the shower feeling myself slowly relaxing a bit.

But that relaxation was immediately gone, when a notification was popping up on my phone. "Hey, I’m in town for the week. Wanna meet for a drink?"

I never expected to ever meet him in person.

I already knew for years that I liked men with shaved heads and that I developed a very strong fetish for head shaves over the years. I texted with plenty of bald guys and made out with them. And the more I gave in to my fetish, the stronger was the desire to have my own head shaved bald as well. Of course I never admitted to one of my dates that I wanted to be as bald as them at some point.

Instead, I started texting with people that had a head shave fetish as well. Of course I always checked that there was quite some distance between us, making sure that meeting in real life was not an option.

And then there was Jack. I don’t know if this is his real name. We’ve been texting for months fantasizing about shaving each other’s heads completely smooth with clippers and razor. Always knowing that this fantasy would never happen in real life.

And now this guy was staying at my town for the entire week.

I was staring at his message, completely in shock not knowing what to respond. A thousand thoughts came to my mind. "Should I tell him I’m busy? Should I ghost him? Or should I… really meet him in person?"

It must have been ages that I was standing in my bathroom naked, just a towel around my wrist and my phone in hand. And that was when my body took control over my mind and I texted him "How about meeting at the bar later tonight? Maybe 7?" Jack replied instantly "Sounds great! Looking forward to finally meet you in person".

That was it. I was really meeting that guy in real life who I shared my deepest secret with. Immediately I started imagining what this night would end up like and there was only one possible outcome. Both of us would end up bald!

I got myself ready for meeting Jack and not only one time I was thinking about not showing up to the place. But something deep inside me got more and more excited about the possibility of loosing my long locks tonight.

I arrived at the bar and with shaking hands I opened the door. And then I saw him. Jack, the tall sexy guy with his outgrown number 4 buzzcut and a very well built physique.

"Hey Tom, nice to finally meeting you in person", he said with a smirk. "I was wondering if you would actually show up tonight. There’s so many people who are not showing up after texting". "I would never disappoint you", I lied and took the first sip of my beer.

"Really nice locks that you have. Unfortunately, I gave in to the summer heat a few weeks ago and got myself a buzzcut. So unfortunately, there won’t be much coming off my head when I finally go bald".

I gulped. He was serious about shaving our heads bald and there was no way out for me. It was that moment that I knew I would be bald at the end of this night. I took a few more sips of my beer and finally the alcohol did its work and made me feel more relaxed again.

With confidence I replied "Luckily there’s so much more locks on my head that need to come off". "So you’re ready to become a baldy tonight as well?", Jack replied.

And with getting more and more tipsy I said "Hell yeah!"

Saying this, I felt some kind relief. Deep down inside me I always knew that it was only a matter of time until I would end up bald. Now that I knew I couldn’t avoid it anymore I got more and more excited and my confidence increased.

So by saying that we ordered another round of beers and started talking about how we found out about our fetish, how long we already had the desire to go bald and about some more general stuff like interests, work and life.

Our conversation went really well and after a few hours of talking Jack said the final words "Let’s get to your place and get that job done".

So we took the underground and went back to my house. I offered Jack another beer and put a chair in front of my bead room’s mirror. Then I got a pair of clippers and placed them on a desk next to the chair. Jack sat down, pulled off his shirt and took another sip of his beer. You could now see that Jack was also getting more and more nervous.

I asked him if he was ready and placed the bare humming clippers on his forehead. Jack only nodded and said "Let’s go!". That was my command to plow the clippers through the center of his head only leaving a bald path of little stubble. Jack wasn’t able to say anything and just watched the whole process in the mirror, seeing all that little hair flying everywhere.

I continued the buzzing on the top of his head making him look like he had MPB. Then I continued shaving the sides and the back until all was gone.

With every pass you could see that the boner in Jack’s pants grew bigger and bigger. But I didn’t say anything because mine was as hard as his.

When I was finished Jack definitely liked what he saw and I have to admit that he looked really hot with his zero buzz and his thick chest. And this sexy guy was now about to make me the same.

So I sat down, closed my eyes and without asking Jack turned on the clippers, placed them on my forehead and revealed the first path of only stubble. I opened my eyes and couldn’t believe that this was really happening right now. I was really about to become a baldy. There was no going back now.

Jack continued the process and with every path my face started to look more and more clean, until it was done. I was buzzed down to a zero by one of the hottest baldies I’ve ever seen.

"A nice boner that you have down there, Tom", Jack was saying. "Likewise", I replied and both of us were laughing, while we were rubbing each other’s nearly bald heads. "But there is still some stubble left on my head, so let’s finish this first, before we take care of that". Jack sat down on the chair again and I started spreading shaving foam on Jack’s head.

I put new blades on my Gillette 5 razor and started scraping off the remaining stubble from Jack’s head. With every scrape Jack’s head got smoother.

But to my disappointment, after touching his head I realized that there was still some stubble left. So again I spread shaving foam on his head for a second round and shaved him against the grain. And this time he was completely smooth. I started massaging his pale scalp and you could see that Jack was really enjoying his new bald head.

Now it was my turn. I sat on the chair and Jack started putting shaving foam on my stubbly scalp. Only the massaging of the shaving foam already felt super intense and I closed my eyes and just enjoyed the process. After waiting for a few minutes to soften my stubble, Jack started scraping off the little hair that was left.

After wondering for years how shaving my entire head might feel, I was surprised how intense the whole procedure was. I could hear every single stroke with there razor extremely loud. Und with every inch of bare skin that was exposed, my head got more and more sensitive.

Jack finished a second round of shaving before he started to massage after shave into my pale, smooth, bald scalp.

When he was finished I put my own hands on my bald head and that was the moment when I realized that I now was finally bald after all these years of desire and it was done by the hottest guy you could even imagine.

I now wanted to clean everything up, when Jack kissed me, pushed me on my knees and put his huge dick into my mouth. While I started sucking his dick, Jack massaged my bald head and it didn’t take long until a huge load of cum went into my mouth. I was busy with handling Jack’s load when my dick exploded as well. Without even touching my own cock I spread my load all over my apartment’s floor.

When I was finished, my whole body was shaking and Jack helped me with getting up. He gave me a hug and kissed me. After what has felt like an eternity Jack released me and said "We should start cleaning up all that mess." And with that we started cleaning up the apartment.

When I woke up the next morning I felt like everything that happened was just a dream and I immediately started touching my head. To my surprise my head was still bald and Jack entered the room.

"Hey baldy, glad you woke up", Jack said. "I’m sorry, but I have to leave in a few minutes to catch up with my friends. But before I have to tell you the real reason for staying in town. I got a job offer and will be moving here by next month. So I’m looking forward to keeping both of our heads bald and not only making this a one time thing. I hope you liked it, too".

Without even being able to reply, Jack left my apartment and left me alone with a bald head. Looks like this is not the last time I’m getting my head shaved.

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