Hunky College Roommate & His Clippers by Cody Brennan

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(This is my first story, and all feedback is appreciated).

It was my sophomore year of college when I became buddies with Nick. We were partnered up in chemistry to work throughout the semester, and quickly became close friends. Nick was into weightlifting and all that dude stuff, so obviously I developed a bit of a crush, which he was not aware, at least I thought. As the semester began to wrap up and we were faced with the task of finding housing next year, the discussion of rooming together came up.
"Hey man, I seriously can't take my roommate one more second. Constantly leaving dishes in the sink and blasting his awful metal music. I don't know what I'm going to do," Nick said as he strolled into my dorm.
"I'm in the same boat. I gotta get out of this dorm and find a place with AC," I replied. I sometimes fantasized about living with him, but never thought I would actually get the chance.
"Crazy idea. Let's find an apartment for next semester," Nick said with a big grin.
"I'm down. Let's do it."
The apartment was found, and move-in day couldn't come sooner. I said bye to Nick once classes ended, even though we would text and call that summer, I was bummed I had to wait until August to see him. Boy was the wait worth it.

MOVE-IN DAY: Nick's New Look
August 29 finally rolled around, and I departed back to college. I had spoken to Nick all summer over apartment logistics and what not, but that car drive really made this situation real for me. God, I hadn't seen Nick in over three months. Three months is a lot of time, I thought. It indeed was.
As I pulled into the apartment parking lot, I noticed a beefy dude, about six foot tall, lugging some trash bags filled with clothes into the building. He was wearing a blue cutoff tank, showing off his big arms and hairy armpits peaking through. I swear I could see the sweat dripping off those hairy things. The final thing I noticed was this dude had a super short haircut, had to be a no guard buzz all around. Sexy, I thought. I had always had a thing for men's short haircuts, and I constantly fantasized about having mine mowed down by a bald hunk. (I was relatively discreet about my sexuality, especially towards Nick). I imagined the cold, vibrating clippers passing through my business cut while I was bare naked and submissive often when I masturbated, and my ultimate dream was to make this fantasy come true.
I texted Nick I had arrived, and I hopped out of my car to start unloading my stuff. "Be right out," Nick replied. I was somewhat nervous, but excited for what this rooming situation would bring.
I opened my trunk and unloaded some bags when all of a sudden the bald hunk approached me.
"Hey man! Long time no see," the guy exclaimed. I was confused, then it hit me.
Nick was the bald hunk. He had gained around 25 pounds of muscle it seemed, and his head was shaved down to the wood. He looked sexy. My stomach began to flutter.
"New haircut! Looks good!," I said, trying to play it cool. My imagination began to run wild.
"Thanks man! Started cutting it so my muscles pop more," Nick said. He leaned in a little closer to me, to the point I could catch a whiff of his musk, and slyly added, "Also the steroids completely decimated my hairline. But gains are more important," he said with a chuckle.
"Gains are more important," I replied in a similar humorous tone. I sneakily checked out his head when he started pulling bags out of my car and noticed his hairline did look pretty receded. He even had a small shiny bald spot on his crown.
"Let's get this moved in, I gotta hit the gym."
We moved all my stuff and got situated in under two hours. "I need to get a pump. Want to join?" Nick said. He had changed into a muscle tank and gym shorts. I agreed, and we headed to the gym. I didn't hit the gym often, but how could I pass up this buddy bonding time?
Nick's gym reeked of testosterone and had more bald heads than I'd ever seen in my life. I did some cardio while Nick lifted, and he invited me over to get a beginners lesson. Our schedule eventually stabilized once school started, and we had our routines down to a T. Nick hit the gym six days a week and was often just sweaty, bald, and full of testosterone when he was in the apartment. I went with him occasionally, but I had other priorities and the gym just didn't feel like my place. I had hair, for one. That would soon change.

FOURTH WEEK: Something Exciting's Happening in the Bathroom
My crush on Nick had only grew, but I hid it pretty well. Our rooms were on separate sides of the bathroom, and we regularly shaved and brushed our teeth in our underwear together. I noticed that Nick shaved his head twice a week, and I knew when because the clippers would blare into my room. This of course made me horny and I constantly fantasized about him setting me down on the toilet and taking me down to the wood. And one day, he did exactly that. My dream came true.
It was on this particular day that I joined Nick at the gym, and we chatted over the barbell. "Man, I gotta shave this down. Its too long," Nick said, rubbing his barely stubbled head.
I began to stir while sitting on the bench. Nick often talked about his shaved head like it was nothing, like there was nothing sexual about it. I was envious. I decided then and there, in my fantastical daze, that I wanted Nick to razor me down that day.
"I need a cut too, bad. This mop is out of hand," I replied.
"Let me cut it for you. I'm a pro at this point."
"I don't know man. You go pretty short."
"You'd look good. Nothing better than a shaved head. Cheap too. I can cut you when I cut mine, you'll save a boat load of cash."
I couldn't believe this conversation was even happening. My eyes focused in on his shaved, sweaty scalp. He was toweling himself off and his sweaty pits were on full blast paired with those juiced up muscles. I had nothing to lose, I thought.
"Why not," I said. The words left my mouth without thinking, and Nick's face lit up.
"Nice. Let's head back and get cleaned up. We gotta think about dinner, I'm starving." Nick was always starving. His steroids had him shoveling food down constantly, but he had grown immensely.
I headed into the locker room to gather my things. My heart was racing thinking about how my fantasy will finally become reality. I had to tuck my manhood into my waistband I was so excited. The car ride back was the same as always, but my stomach stirred more and more as we got closer to our place.
We headed in, and I swear I blacked out. I put my stuff in my room, and before I knew it I could hear Nick pulling his clippers out of the cabinet and unlocking the case. Wow. This was really happening. Before I left my room I ripped my shirt off just because. Nick had also stripped to his boxers.
"Alright dude, sit down. Let's go! Let's get this s**t off and get you looking like a boss," Nick said. He had taken his clippers out and plugged them in. I saw absolutely no guard. What is happening? Am I in over my head? I had no time to ponder.
I sat down on the toilet and attempted to disguise my nerves. The clippers turned on, and I had stirred like never before. My fingers and toes began to throb, and other things as well. I had dreamed of this for forever. Nick had some raging BO emanating from every manly, roided up crevice. I didn't mind.
"Dude you stink!" I teased.
"That's the smell of a man," Nick boasted, and he proceeded to shove his flexed arm in my face, directly face-to-pit. The boundary had become blurred. Was this just dude stuff or something more?
"That reeks! Get outta here!"
"I'm showering after this. Don't worry."
We were now back on track. I wasn't sure what this was, but I leaned into the manliness of two dudes shaving their domes in the bathroom.
Nick picked up the clippers. My heart was racing, but my mind was taking in every second.
"Alright, let's go," he said, and the clippers roared closer and closer.
Before I knew it he had mowed a pass right down the middle of my head, and my hair fell to the floor.
"I'll clean this all up when we're done," he said nonchalantly. My body was roaring along with the clippers. Every bit of me felt flushed with passion and testosterone.
Nick's large hands continued to shave me down, and before I knew it I was skinned. I was shocked, but I still had to hide my excitement.
'Wow' was all I could muster. I put my hands to my head and felt the barely-there stubble. I was pleased, and I needed to let my passion out quickly.
"Looks good! You gotta keep this. I'm making you keep it," Nick said ecstatic. He seemed to be enjoying it almost as much as I was.
"Fine by me." He was going to keep me shaved. Twice a week, he'd have control of me.
"I'm gonna clean mine up then shower. Mind if I go before you since I stink so bad?" Nick had already begun shaving his head, and his pits were still wet. I took in the scene for a minute, me, now bald, standing next to a sweaty hunk mowing his own dome now.
"All good," I said and strolled to my room, anxious to unleash my passion.
Immediately after I shut the bathroom door, I began furiously rubbing my freshly buzzed dome. I couldn't get enough of the prickly sensation, and I couldn't wait to inspect it in my mirror. There I was: shirtless, hairy, and bald. Everything I had ever wanted. I heard the shower water start, and so I began my own task.
The shower was the most sensorially pleasurable moment of my life. I had no hair to shampoo so my showers didn't take long anymore. Wash my pits and a$s and I was good to go. I almost felt like I was in bootcamp with my shaved head and quick shower. I had no hair to dry, so I popped into some shorts and headed to the living room where Nick was chilling. He lived in cutoff tanks, and his arms were raised behind his head showing off those pits. He was watching football and having a beer.
"Told you man! You look like a new person," he exclaimed.
I gave my head a rub to signal my satisfaction and sat next to him on the couch. He handed me a bruski.
"Now we just gotta get you in the gym and on some juice," he said, and he leaned over and gave my bald head a rub. I almost saw stars.
"You know what, I'm down. Let's do it."

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