Summer haircut game - original version by Julian

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In my experience there are 3 types of haircut enthusiasts :

1. The ones who love short hair because it makes them feel masculine and attractive
2. The ones who love to control other's haircuts or be controlled by others
3. The ones who hate short hair but get aroused by getting unwanted haircuts

If you know me....you know I'm from the 3rd group

That's kinda complicated... Because for it to be really exciting, it really needs to feel like i Really have to do it without wanting it.

So, just going with a fellow hair enthusiast is not really exciting because we both know whybwe are there and go to a barber and ask for a short haircut willingly is not exciting either.

The answer: haircut games.. meaning, orchestrating situations where I'm the victim of circumstance that makes me an unwanted haircut. And for that to work, the barber has to believe it as well. That makes it real, not like a fake game

1. Games were over for me

After many exciting games, some that lead me to very short stores I hated, I kind of check it up from my life. Looking good and feeling good about my appearance become more important. I stopped the games, found a good barber and kept my hair longish, just perfect.

I renounced to the trill i got from setting up games in exchange of a normal life where i had no regrets about my look.

THE HAIRCUT THAT MADE ME COME BACK

I guess I was like the people who have addictions and count each day they are sober. I had been sober for more than two years. But one haircut broke my resolution, one barber brought me back in time when this hate/love feeling for haircuts was born.

During the last few months i had been cutting ny hair myself.

I've been styling it in a modern style, longish on top and the upper sides and back and tapered on the lower sides and neck.
But my last self cut hasn't been that good and I decided I needed a professional trim.

Just to make my return to a barbershop a bit interesting, I looked for something that it's nowadays rare: a one barber shop in a neighborhood. Not the fancy old style modern places, just a normal barber.

I went for just a trim. Completely clear that I wanted to end up looking pretty much as I entered, those kind of haircuts that no one notice.

When the guy asked me how I wanted it, I literally told him "just cut a little bit" .

Just a bit , he repeated while touching my hair on the sides, where there was a contrast between the long part and the last tappered style I had tried. He said that he would cut that and knowing I hadn't done such a good job there last time, I just nodded.

He went for the scissors, not clippers. Good. He didn't wet the hair but starred to work around, lifting and cutting.

Cutting more than I expected. I started to feel again like that young boy who cried everytime he went to a barbershop .

He was cutting and cutting and when he started to cut the top, and instead if just trim a bit as I expected he chopped long locks I was definitely transported to the past. I was in his hands, wanting to stop him but saying nothing. I got very aroused. I was getting a shorter haircut than wanted. Just what my fetish side loves and it was totally unexpected.
It was not extreme. Scissors all over. Short all around sides and back. No trace of a modern style, just same length around. In top, longer but definitely shorter than I wanted.

I thanked him and went home. After more than two years without a comment about my haircuts, this time family and friends made remarks.. they noticed. Not in a bad way, just "you got a haircut" comment as they saw me.

I hated it. I wanted the look I've been sporting during my sober months. But it was gone. As my sobriety. I couldn't stop jerking off remembering the feeling of being in the hands if a barber who cuts more that you ask for.

WHY THIS EVENT BROKE MY RESOLUTION

If you are still reading this I'm pretty sure you understand: the dream of every fetishist, no matter if he belongs to class one, two ir three, is to find a barber who cuts more than you tell him.

Not easy to find.

Most barbers in this planet want to please the client so he will come back and recommend. They rather leave it longer than asked and adjust if necessary than have an unhappy client with shorter hair that can be reattached.

But this guy... I told him just a bit and the cape was full of hair. He did cut a lot.

The barber of my dreams... The barber of my nightmares.

So... After years of keeping my fetish in the fantasy world, I decided I wanted to orchestrate a game .. again. I was willing to go short again for real and live the trill again. I had had a drink and my days of being sober were over.

PLANNING THE GAME
Ok... Crazy guy attacks again (you might remember a story I shared in the past about the two guys living in my head, one wanting to go for a haircut and the other trying to keep me handsome). Well, crazy guy is ready to take over... But the not crazy it's still in control (kind of)

So after some negotiations, summer time was decided to be the right time. I will be going away from home and work for a month, not long enough to grow it back to what I like but at least I will be far from my professional life, surrounded by strangers.

So... first haircut will be on July 30 the night before I take a plane to France. And guess where will I go?

By the way, I will let it grow for two months before going.

GOING BACK TO THE BUTCHER

During the next days after my unfortunate haircut with Mr Garcia, still intoxicated by the experience, I wrote him a text message:

"My wife loved the haircut… She said that for the first time I actually went to a barbershop where it’s obvious they cut my hair and didn’t just charge me for leaving it the same.
She wants me to go back there as soon as it grows out, and this time instead of asking you to just trim it a little, to let you really cut it properly"

Just writing this message was very exciting. He answered "I'm glad Julián"

That was in January. And of course I hadn't come back... But I will... Jul 30th

I want to experience sitting again in that chair, knowing this guy isn't afraid of cutting a lot, and this time, instead of asking for just a trim... I need him to feel free to cut... As much as he wants.

Here is where a well crafted game is going to take place:

1. The warming message:

Mr Garcia it's going to receive the following message on Monday, July 27:

Hi mr Garcia, do you have any availability for Thursday at the end of the day? My wife is driving me crazy insisting I come back to you because last time you took quite a lot off and she loved it. This time she wants you to cut twice as much 😥

We will probably just set the appointment . No comments.

2. Tha day of the haircut.

Remember that for me, just ask for a short haircut isn't exciting. I want to kive the thrill of feeling I'm doing something I don't want. I want to make it as real as possible. That's why the barber needs to believe he is doing something I don't want but still do it. That just drives me crazy.

So, when I get to the shop I'll wait to be sit, caped and ready. The barber probably won't remember my comment about my wife waning to cut it shorter this time and probably he will just ask what I want. If I'm lucky, he might make a comment about it. Anyhow, here is the speech I will tell (word by word):

"Honestly, it pains me a bit to have to cut it, but look at the message my wife just sent me on my way there:"

Finally 😄
Remember what we agreed: this time you’re really going to cut it. Tell the barber not to be afraid to use the scissors—if he goes a bit too far and leaves it shorter than expected, even better.

And don’t worry, it’s not the end of the world. You’ll see—you’ll feel much fresher and more comfortable, and one day you’ll thank me for it.

I will make sure he will use just scissors and no matter what he does, the rule is that I won't stop him or try to direct the haircut in any direction. He will cut it as he please.

3. Next day: back to the barber

The barber Garcia represents what triggered this fetish: getting a short haircut even when you say not to cut much.

But there is another memory from my childhood that makes me crazy: shaved arcs over the ears, a high neckline and high sideburns.

When I saw my friends or just boys on the steet with those contours... I felt very uncomfortable, like very sorry for them. I find it very humiliating.... And very exciting

I have done several games which objective is getting those unwanted high contours and it has been very exciting. But since they are very embarrassing, I just wear them for few hours and then go to a barbershop to get a fade and make them disappear.

This time however, I'm going on vacation to France, all by myself, and I will have few days with no one I know around... The perfect situation for sporting that terrible style in public.

The plan is flying from Madrid to Marseille right the day after mr Garcia's haircut. If everything goes right, I would have lost that hair I have been taking care of for such a long time and it will be short all over.

Just getting out from the plane, I'll go to a one barber place Ive identified and this time the story will relate to a job.

I'll pretend I'm on my way to Algerie to a temporary job as an engineer. I will show to the barber a message, this time from the company that hires me:

After reviewing the photographs provided, the haircut does not meet the required standards. A result closer to the reference photos was expected.
Please have it brought into compliance before starting work by asking for:
â€" The sideburns and the area above the ears to be taken up by about one finger’s width.
â€" The neckline to be taken up by about two fingers, with a clean, shaved finish.
This should be done before your arrival on site.

And it will be accompanied by photos I have from really high contours that are typically from India

That should do it... And again, a situation where I have to get a really unwanted haircut performed by a barber who knows I don't want it but have to get it.... Perfect. Very exciting.


Getting it fixed

Sporting my short hair with high contours, I will travel to Montpellier and spend the day in the city. Next day, a trip to Cap d'Agde, a nudist ville where I will spend the day naked at the beach. I'll continue to Avignon where I will spend two days.

Four days with that terrible haircut in public....

Then... It's time to get it fixed and change hte excitement of a humiliating haircut by a short but hopefully nice fade.

After coming to my senses, I'll be heading to 3 weeks of working vacation hoping to end my solo time with a hair that has grown enough to go back to my normal life without feeling embarrassed.

That's a game that I think I enjoy more planning than actually doing it... That's interesting because it could mean that I might just fantasy about it and then postpone it indefinitely or just not doing it at all, but for it to work for me, to get really excited with the anticipation of it, it has to happen in real life. If I cheat, I know it, and the fun would disappear.

If you get all the way to here it's probably because you belong to group 3... Where the fun it's not just getting a short haircut but putting yourself into very exciting situations.

I'd love to hear your comments and games . Find me in Instagram at @julianclippers

And please do not contact me for haircut advice nor ask me "how would you cut my hair" or "what would you do to me".


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