A Couple's Dream Come True - Part 2 by Str8razr

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PS: This is the second part of a story that kicks off the adventures of Arjun and Kabir, a couple exploring haircut and headshave fetishes. Do read PART 1 before arriving at this. This is where all the haircut action takes place. Enjoy!)

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Naanu stood behind Kabir like a conqueror, one hand still resting possessively on his wet curls. He steadily and strongly dug his fingers deep into his locks and then applied pressure on his scalp, massaging the water in, deep into the roots. As he did that, water dripped all over Kabirs torso, making it glisten against the night light. Kabir shut his eyes, unable to handle the sensory overload. He wanted to submit to every single sensation. And suddenly, another sensation sent shivers down his spine… Arjun’s warm tongue licked the tip of his penis, and hands-free a squirt of pre-cum gushed onto his tongue as a reward.

Naanu could witness the effect his massage had on Kabir and the thought of turning him on sprung his cock into action too. His thick meaty cock rested on Kabir’s arm as he continued the massage, and Kabir gave in and stroked it gently. After a good 15 minutes of this massage foreplay, Naanu got to business.

The straight razor gleamed in one hand, and his other hand was ready to deftly stretch the skin on his scalp so as to leave his scalp gleaming clean. He looked down at Arjun, who was sitting on the low pouffe between Kabir’s spread thighs, and gave him a slow, knowing smile.
"Hold him steady, and no more cock action till he’s fully done… we don’t want any cuts." Naanu said softly, and lowered himself to reward Arjun with a sloppy wet kiss… almost incentivising him to be patient. Arjun’s cock throbbed visibly as he wrapped both hands around Kabir’s thighs and leaned in close, his face inches from his lover’s dripping erection.

Naanu sprinkled a last round of water on Kabir’s head and then strateched out the skin at the top of the crown, and then his lay his razor there and took his first swipe. The first long, slow scrape of the razor sent a thick lock of wet black curl sliding down over Kabir’s forehead, then his nose, before landing heavily on his chest. Kabir shuddered hard, a low moan escaping his throat. His cock throbbed and he felt he could blackout with the excitement any second.

"F***…" he breathed as he held his head steady, while his heart hammered in his chest.
Naanu didn’t rush. He took his time, stretching the skin with his fingers, letting the razor glide smoothly over the scalp. Strip after strip of thick curly hair fell in heavy, wet clumps, onto Kabir’s shoulders, his chest, his leaking cock, and Arjun’s hands. The sound of the blade scraping over skin filled the warm evening air.

Arjun picked up a handful of locks and fisting them into a ball, used it to slowly jerk his cock off. Kabir’s eyes were shut, but he could hear Arjun’s moans from him masturbating. Kabir’s cock twitched violently as he heard his moans, a sexual aggression creeping over him suddenly. On top of that, every time the razor passed over a new section, he felt like cumming hard. He had to fight hard the urge to take his dick and jerk off to an explosive orgasm.

While Kabir sat still, Naanu took a small break to feel Kabir’s naked, raw skin on his crown. He felt it and immediately felt his cock leak a bit of precum with this touch. As Kabir was about to feel his own head, Naanu ordered, "No… not yet. You can only see and feel your head once it’s completely done." Naanu was playing a dangerous game.

At the same time, Arjun couldn’t resist… he leaned forward and licked time of Kabir’s shaft, tasting the mix of water and pre-cum. Kabir moaned loudly, hips jerking… and he exclaimed, "Mmmmmmmmmmmh… Don’t! I will come. I’m very close and very turned on! I want cum only after I’m fully shaved clean."

Naanu chuckled darkly. "He likes it, but you can take over fully at the end once I’m fully done."

He gradually moved to the sides, scraping patch after patch, revealing Kabir’s spotless olive skin on his scalp. Slowly Arjun and Naanu, both started to realise how much of a hot bull-like hunk Kabir would be looking like with his shaved bald head. He had a thich beard, which would go untouched, and hence his look would be a slick bald with a thick lush beard.

As he finished the sides and used scissors to blend out the sideburns into the bald skin, all that was now left was the back. It was like an extreme mullet, wet, dripping curly hair suddenly sprouting from the crown towards the back while the whole crown was shaved bald.

Naany methodically kept stripping Kabir of every curl until only a glistening, pale scalp remained, while a cascade of the rich black curls flooded the floor. Naanu touched the divested locks with his toes, and even that was a arousing moment. He knew in his mind that he had found his sexual kink and he would see it through to the fullest.

When the last patch was gone, Naanu poured fresh water over Kabir’s head and used both hands to massage the smooth surface, wiping away the last traces of stubble. The scalp shone under the lights, perfectly bald, vulnerable, and obscenely erotic.

Kabir was panting, cock rock hard and dripping steadily onto Arjun’s chest. Naanu ran his palm over the freshly shaved head, then gripped it firmly and tilted Kabir’s face back. "Feel that?" he whispered. "That’s pure sex," and he planted a wet kiss while their tongues wrestled for a couple of minutes as Naanu’s hands felt and stroked every inch of Kabir’s fresh shave.

Finally, he guided Kabir’s smooth head down toward Arjun. Arjun immediately started kissing and licking the warm, slick scalp, moaning as he dragged his tongue over every inch. Kabir whimpered at the new, intense sensation.
"Now, you can reward him," Naanu said, looking at Arjun with hungry eyes.

Arjun went down to lick Kabir’s cock and then took Naanu’s cock with the other hand and gently, slowly serviced both these beautiful men, slowly realising that it was his turn next. And then his turn came knocking… as he felt Naanu’s warm breath on his shoulder, whispering into his ear… "It’s time… the chair is waiting for you," while he passionately bit his neck, leaving a mark.

Kabir stood up from the chair in a daze… still almost blacked out from his experience. He touched his head, his naked, smooth scalp… and he smiled. He pulled Naany close and kissed him deeply, passionately, his tongue wresting with his, in a way to thank him for this. And then he set his sights on Arjun, he buried his lips in Arjun’s neck, planting heavy, wet kisses and bites on Arjun, while he smelt the lavender fragrance from Arjun’s hair. He knew that would be the last time he’d be able to bury his face in his man’s mane. He looked into Arjun’s eyes and said, "I love you, I love you so much…" as Arjun started to feel the feverish anticipation that Kabir already had. He engaged in a heavy duty round of kissing while their cocks, dripping precum, kept touching each other. Arjun’s hands felt that smooth, sharp feeling of razor shaved skin on Kabir’s head and he was on cloud nine. Until, Naanu decided that the show must go on.

Naanu, joined in… kissed both of them on their lips, and then held Arjun’s hand and made him sit on the chair. but he decided to shave him slightly differently. He asked Arjun to lay back and relax and throw his head back completely. He then began to wet his thick glossy straight hair from scalp to the tip.

Kabir, still trembling from his own shaving, sat on the pouffe this time, legs spread, his new bald head shining. He now took Arjun’s cock in his mouth, both their hearts hammering.

Naanu sensually massaged Arjun’s head and took the action to his neck, his pecs and his nipples too. Arjun began to come closer and closer to an absolute red-hot blackout. He spread his legs out wider, and with his legs pulled Kabir even closer, feeling that warm wet grasp of his mouth grow tighter on his cock.

After a good 10 minutes of teasing and enticing, Naanu began. He loaded a new sharp blade into the straight razor and he pulled all of Arjun’s hair back, while his head remained thrown back on the neck of the chair.

Naany leaned in, planted a wet, heavy kiss on Arjun’s lips and whispered, "It begins…"

Naanu placed the razor, not at the crown, but at the beginning of hairline, at Arjun’s widow’s peak. The cold razor sent a chill down Arjun’s spine, he twitched and it was Kabir’s turn to now let his cock go and then be patient till he saw his man’s scalp fully denuded of all the beautiful lush hair.

Naanu pulled the razor back from the widow’s peak towards the crown, slowly, intimately. A white patch of soft skin appeared on Arjun’s head. Arjun audibly moaned. This razor detached a long silky sheet of hair from the scalp and this curtain of wet hair slowly began gliding off his hair length, till it slid and dropped on the floor… a thick long lock of hair, intact, shaved, denuded… detached from Arjun’s head. Kabir grabbed this lock and let his cock feel the silky feel. He would love it when he would use Arjun’s hair to jerk off, the silky feel arousing his cock. It would be at least a year and a half before he’d be able to do that again.

Naanu sensually continued the razor work on this thick black curtain hanging from Arjun’s head. Long, deliberate strokes. Hair now began to fall in silky cascading sheets at Naanu’s feet. He would keep stretching the skin on Arjun’s head and feel for rough patches and keep shaving his scalp clean in long, sensual strokes. Sheet by sheet, curtain by curtain, Arjun’s bald pate began to show. Kabir salivated, impatiently waiting for a chance to feel that electric touch of a freshly shaved scalp. Finally, the crown being shaved clean, Naanu made Arjun sit up straight. The shaving at the back began. It was like a desperate rainfall of black, thick hair. Naanu kept admiring his handiwork, while constantly feeling his scalp so that there would be no rough patches at all, just a smooth, shaved head. Finally, the last strays of hair wisps were now being shaved off of Arjun’s head, neck and crown, he decided to get some massage oil and then poured it on his head. He did the same to Kabir. With one hand on Kabir’s shaved head and the other on Arjun’s freshly shaved head, he began massaging the smooth pates. Both men were breathing heavily, scalps gleaming, cocks aching. And after 5 minutes, he looked at his smooth, shiny handicraft and said, "Two beautiful bald heads…", while stroking his erection with the massage oil.

He also poured the warm massage oil on Arjun and Kabir’s cocks and gently massaged them. They were throbbing, rock hard. He pinched Kabir’s nipples and then finally bit and licked Arjun’s neck, which broke him out of his headshave trance. Arjun leapt and felt his smooth shaved head. He moaned… then he felt Kabir’s head and then planted a deep kiss on his scalp and said, "I love you, K. You’re my man…"

Naany stroked both of their heads, like he was appraising obedient slaves. And then he removed the chair and the pouffe and made the handsome couple lie in the mass of their own hair. They felt the long, wet clumps of hair… they smelt it, and then they smelt each other. Finally Naanu held their hands and guided them into the pool.

In the pool, Arjun and Kabir exchanged a heated glance. Arjun, naked and shining, and walked behind Naanu, pressing his body against the barber’s back, letting his hard cock nestle between Naanu’s ass cheeks. Kabir took sentry from the front, his rock hard cock now nestling in Naanu’s bush, where his cock was twitching with excitement too. Kabir kissed him deep and hard, while his hands tightened the embrace between the threesome, while Arjun went to work on Naanu’s neck, nibbling and kissing in alternate turns while his cock circled Naanu’s beautiful asshole. And in the middle of all of this… Kabir suddenly said, his breath heavy and shallow, "I want you to be bald like us too," Arjun looked at with wild passion and buried his lips into Naanu’s neck. Naanu said, "I don’t shave my head…"

Arjun whispered, while biting his ear, "Please master, We want to feel you like this too… completely bald, completely naked, with us."

Naanu’s resistance melted almost instantly as they kissed him, Arjun from behind, licking his neck, and Kabir from the front, stroking his cock. He felt all fight leave his body and mind and decided to give in to this beautiful couple.

While his heart was thudding, he said, "I will do this myself, like a sexy show for you… and I want you to touch yourself but not touch your cocks at all till I am done. Hands-free headshave show. No stroking, so jerking off till I fully bald."

Kabir planted a kiss on his mouth… that was enough to signal their agreement. Kabir and Arjun assumed positions as viewers, and they decided while they couldn’t touch their cocks, they could touch their scalp and their own bodies. So they poured more of the warm massage oil on their nipples, their assholes and their heads and began massaging themselves sensually.

Naanu decided to start by wetting his hair completely by dunking underwater in the pool. As he stepped out, water dripped from his chiselled Adonis body. He had a rich black moustache and the anticipation to see this gorgeous man bald with a moustache sprung the couple’s cocks into action.

Naanu stood dripping in the soft glow of the villa lights, water tracing every ridge of his sculpted chest and abs. His thick black hair, now soaked and heavy, clung to his forehead and neck. The dark moustache above his full lips gave him a rugged, almost dangerous edge. He looked at Arjun and Kabir, both already bald, oiled scalps gleaming, cocks throbbing untouched, and gave them a slow, predatory smile.

"Watch me," he said, voice low and rough. "No touching your cocks. Only bodies. Only heads. Until I’m smooth like you."

He picked up the straight razor from the edge of the pool, the fresh blade catching the light. No mirror. No hesitation. This was pure performance… raw, intimate, and completely for them.

Naanu ran both hands through his hair slowly, massaging it in, fingers digging deep, eyes half-lidded with pleasure. Arjun and Kabir obeyed, their hands roaming their own smooth heads, pinching nipples, sliding over oiled chests and thighs, but staying maddeningly away from their aching erections.

Naanu opened his stance, feet planted wide as his rock hard cock tilted upward, while small drip of precum oozed from his tip.

He brought the razor to the front of his hairline, right at the center. The first stroke was deliberate, long, and confident straight back over the crown. A thick ribbon of wet black hair peeled away cleanly, sliding down his face, over his lips, and falling heavily onto his chest. A wide strip of smooth, olive scalp appeared instantly, shining under the wetness.

"F***…" Kabir whispered, his hand trembling as he rubbed his own bald head harder.

Naanu didn’t stop. Stroke after powerful stroke, he dragged the razor over his scalp with masterful control, stretching the skin with his free hand. Heavy clumps of hair tumbled down — over his shoulders, his pecs, his hard cock, leaving glossy trails. The contrast was devastating: the remaining thick, wet hair on the sides and back versus the growing expanse of vulnerable, naked scalp on top.

He turned slightly, giving them a profile view as he worked the sides. The razor scraped audibly, clean and sharp. More hair fell in wet sheets. His moustache stayed untouched, making the emerging baldness even more obscene and masculine. When he reached the back, he bent forward slightly, ass flexing, and shaved downward in long, sensual passes. The last thick curls dropped on the ground.

Arjun was breathing raggedly, fingers circling his nipples, hips twitching involuntarily as he fought the urge to stroke himself.

Naanu straightened up. Only a few stray patches remained. He took his time with them, turning the act into pure erotic theater, stretching skin, gliding the blade, feeling the fresh smoothness with his fingertips after every pass. Finally, he poured more oil directly onto his head and used both hands to massage his scalp in slow, filthy circles, wiping away every trace of stubble. The result was devastating: a perfectly smooth, gleaming bald head atop his powerful body, the thick black moustache the only hair left on his face.

He looked like a god who had just sacrificed his mane for lust.

Naanu ran the razor one final time for perfection, then set it down. His cock was leaking steadily, flushed dark and angry.

"Now, come to me, enjoy me, ravage me, taste me," he growled.

Arjun and Kabir moved like starving men. They pulled him back into the water between them, hands immediately devouring his fresh bald scalp. They kissed it, licked it, rubbed their own smooth heads against his, moaning at the slick, electric sensation of three freshly razored scalps sliding together.
Kabir dropped to his knees in the shallow water, taking Naanu’s cock deep into his throat while Arjun stood behind the barber, grinding his erection between Naanu’s firm ass cheeks and kissing the back of his newly bald head.

Naanu groaned loudly, one hand on Kabir’s smooth head, the other reaching back to grip Arjun’s. The three of them moved in a raw, desperate rhythm… bald heads gleaming, bodies oiled and wet, years of hidden fetish finally unleashed without shame.

Naanu was harder than he’d ever been in his life. When his head was finally smooth and shining like theirs, the three of them stood together, running their hands over each other’s freshly shaved scalps.
The threesome ignited.

They moved to the large bed. Three smooth, bald heads gleaming with sweat and oil. Hands and mouths were everywhere.
Kabir pushed Naanu onto his back and straddled his face, grinding his cock against those eager lips while Arjun buried his face between Naanu’s legs, sucking him deep. They constantly touched each other’s heads, rubbing scalps, kissing them, licking them, biting gently. The sensation of smooth, sensitive skin against tongues and fingers drove all three wild.

Arjun eventually slid into Naanu, using the massage oil as a warm slick lube, f***ing him slow and deep while Naanu’s cock and Kabir’s cock engaged in some oily gliding frottage. Naanu had never experienced the joy of frotting before, so his eyes rolled back in pleasure as he thrust with Kabir and Arjun in rhythm.

They leaned over him, their three bald heads pressed together, rubbing and sliding against one another as they moaned.

Later, they switched. Kabir took Naanu from behind while Arjun frotted with Naanu. They kept pausing just to worship each other’s scalps, licking, kissing, pressing foreheads together, running palms over the erotic smoothness while thrusting.

The final peak came when all three were on their knees. Arjun decided it was time to feel his cock in his boyfriend’s tight ass so he began f***ing Kabir while Kabir sucked Naanu. Sweathy foreheads pressed together, tongues licking scalps, hands gripping smooth heads as they moved faster and harder… it was heaven and heaven was a nasty beautiful feeling.

As the grinding continued, Arjun, breathlessly said, "I’m about to cum, I want us to cum together."

From being on their knees, they flopped onto the bed. Arjun poured the warm oil all over Naanu and Kabir’s scalp and cock, and then slowly pushed his cock into Kabir’s juicy asshole.

The thrusts began and so did the frottage grinding between Naanu and Kabir. Naanu’s lean thighs locked the couple in a tight embrace as his cock, while gliding against Kabir’s cock, started feeling like it was thrusting inside a warm, wet pussy. Naanu has never felt this kind of pleasure before.

Arjun moaned, his cock twitching inside Kabir.

Kabir lifted his head, eyes glazed with pure fetish hunger. He grabbed Naanu’s smooth head and pulled him into a filthy, open-mouthed kiss, tongues sliding wet, cocks gliding in warm oily wetness.

Naanu was in thrust control. But his senses were out of control. He straddled Kabir, face to face while his cock leaked precum heavily, adding to the warm wetness of the frottage grind.

And finally, he said, "I love this… love being bald with you both." And as he said so, Naanu exploded with Kabir cumming at the same time. The warm jizz spilt over their crotch as they kissed each other, thick ropes of cum spilling over chests and their crotch, in a sticky mess.

And in that moment of orgasm, Kabir’s asshole clenched dramatically, and this led to a death grasp on Arjun’s throbbing cock and it squeezed it till Arjun let out a loud orgasmic moan, flooding Kabir’s insides with heavy jets of cum. Kabir could feel his inner walls being flooded with cum and he lay back in complete submission.

All three collapsed, their hearts hammering, recovering from the excitement overdrive, three bald heads stacked and pressed together in a sticky, exhausted heap, tongues still lazily licking whatever smooth skin they could reach.

As the first hints of dawn crept into the Hampi sky, the three men lay spent, bodies marked with drying cum and the unmistakable erotic shine of freshly shaved heads. Naanu kissed both their scalps softly.

"Do you have to leave?" Arjun murmured, voice hoarse, whispering in Naanu’s ear.
Naanu said, "Today is a Tuesday, here in Hampi, barbershops are shut because of superstitions," that wicked smile appearing once again on his lips.
Kabir and Arjun tightened their embrace, pulling Naanu in tighter, already feeling their cocks harden gradually.
"I want to keep feeling this bald feeling on you all day." Kabir said, one hand stroking Naanu’s head and the other stroking Arjun’s.

The couple’s hair fetish adventures had only just begun.

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