Date: Sat, 14 Apr 2018 07:53:40 +0000
From: CO
Subject: The Haircut

I'm still in a bit of a state of shock and I'm hoping that writing this
down helps me figure out what just happened. To give you a idea of where
things went: I'm straight, but what just happened definitely wasn't.

I'm a 24 year old guy in med school. Pretty average. About 6',
170lbs. Normal looking. Other than some really mild experimenting when I
was a teenager with one of my neighbours, I've never done anything with a
guy. I'm turned on by enough different porn to have already discovered
nifty by way of a mention in a literotica story, and have had what I assume
are pretty vanilla erotic fantasies, but never do anything about them. The
idea of having someone's cock to play with turns me on, but I could never
imagine kissing or really falling in love with a guy.

At this point in our medical training we're expected to be pretty well
practiced in physical examination so we do weekly practice sessions as a
small group. For the past few months I have noticed lingering a little
longer during the abdominal exams than I needed to, or pressing a little
lower and intimately when I'm practicing with a couple of my guy
classmates. In my regular practice group (two other guys and three girls) I
seem to drift towards examining the guys, but even that is pretty
normal. It's ever enough to cause anyone to say anything, but from time to
time I can feel my dick paying attention, and a few times it's lasted long
enough that even without getting properly hard I was left with pre-cum in
my shorts. A few times I've found myself in the gym toilets next door to
the practice clinics during a break in our sessions having a quick wank to
try to manage the energy. Thankfully I don't think anyone's ever noticed.

I'm only writing this background for the sake of context. None of the
sessions got weird, and no one called me out. To be honest, with how busy
the rest of our study is, I hadn't really been paying this stuff much
attention and when I did consider it, I just put it down to the fact that
my schedule hadn't allowed a lot of other outlets and I was just
horny. Considering how much time I spent learning about people's bodies, in
my own life, outside of our practice sessions I hadn't had much recent
contact with any.

Anyways, this catches you up to today. We started the morning with our
regular Saturday group practice session and I had gotten a bit of a buzz
that didn't ease, and because the group was smaller than normal today we
didn't take a break so I had no chance to go away to rub one out. This left
me a bit horny, with the typical pre-cum shorts that I just had to live
with.

Why we were meant to be watching the others do an exam, Kevin, one of the
other guys in my group, asked again about my summer job working in my dad's
barber shop back home. He had asked me last week if I would consider giving
him a trim. Money's tight for students so I figured it a $10 cut for him
would do us both a favour. When I was getting ready this week I had brought
my clippers and a pair of scissors that I had taken from the shop. Over the
summers I would helped out when the shop was busy or one of the other guys
was on vacation, so I knew that I could pull off a basic cut. Knowing that
it would make a mess, we decided that the gym shower room (basic set-up,
big open room with shower heads around three of the walls would be easy
because we could just turn on the water and the hair would wash away.

I got a folding chair and put it in the middle of the floor and told Kevin
to have a seat. Like I said, we were pretty used to being disrobed in front
of each other by this point, and I didn't have a proper cape to put on him,
so I suggested that he just take his shirt off to keep the hair off his
cloths. He was fine with this as we got started. Even though I spent the
summer helping out, I wasn't fast, and Kevin wasn't in a rush, so the
haircut took longer than it would normally take, and, if I'm honest, I was
enjoying holding his head and moving it around and pulling my fingers
through his hair. It wasn't erotic, but maybe a bit sensual. He seemed to
be enjoying it and was very relaxed. As I was cutting, Kevin was asking
about the clippers and scissors and asked me if I ever cut my own hair. I
joked that I never used them on my head, and we both laughed. He went quiet
for a second and then asked what I did use them for. I felt a bit
embarrassed, but I figured we were pretty honest about other stuff, so I
mentioned that I sometimes used them to trim my pubic hair. Kevin seemed
shocked that I did it and kept going on about how he didn't believe me so
on a whim I hooked the elastic of my waistband and pulled my tracksuit
bottoms down low enough that he could see my neatly trimmed bush, but not
low enough for him to see my dick, which by this point was starting to chub
up. Despite not showing him my dick, I could see his eyes studying my
crotch as I continued to walk around him, finishing the haircut. He must
have been able to notice my dick getting harder, even though he said
nothing.

As the haircut was coming to an end, Kevin was still taking about trimming
pubic hair, and how curious he was about it, and how he thought that the
idea of it was pretty hot, but that he wouldn't know where to start, and
was a bit afraid of messing it up and ending up shaved bald, or cutting
himself. I stood their quietly tidying up his hair and not sure of what I
was thinking when he asked if he could look at mine again to get a better
idea of how it would look, and how short to make it. I figured `why not'. I
knew that my dick was thickened up enough to put on a good appearance, and
with my hair trimmed it would give it an even better view, so without
overthinking it I stood in front of him as he sat on the chair and used
both of my thumbs to hook the front of my waistband to show him. He had a
good look at my pubes and my cock, and then I used one hand to scoop out my
balls, which were pretty much shaved clean. I had forgotten about the
pre-cum, so there was a little trail from my belly to the tip of my cock,
but I brushed it away with my hand and he didn't mention it. He looked at
my crotch like he was doing a clinical inspection. He was slow and
deliberate. He looked curious and didn't give away any sense of being
aroused, or disgusted, or anything. He just studied the scene. After a
moment he said that it looked good and repeated his earlier statement that
he would be worried that he would do it wrong and it would look stupid if
he did his own.

My heart was pounding. Here I was, semi-hard, standing with my shorts down
and my dick in my hand, definitely feeling horny, and I was pretty sure
that the guy sitting half naked in front of me was round-about asking me if
I would shave his pubes. I think it must have been the headiness of the
moment because I just went ahead and asked him if he wanted me to keep
going with the haircut, down below. I think this was the first time that he
actually looked me in the eye since the haircut started and he had this
sort of `are you sure' look on his face. I just said `it's no bit deal, but
you'll have to stand up because I won't be able to reach if you're sitting
down'.

It was as if we were back in one of our practice sessions and he followed
my instruction as if I were asking him to follow my light with his eyes. He
stood up off the chair and I told him to take off his pants and shorts, and
he did. There was no fussing or weirdness. He had a modest amount of pubic
hair, with no sign of ever having been managed. His dick was poking through
and was maybe 5" and thick enough to be obviously hardening up. I stopped
so briefly, almost not believing what was happening, or what I was going to
do. I could feel my mouth getting dry and my stomach flipping around, so I
figured I either needed to do it now or I was going to chicken out. Before
I could convince myself not to I squatted down so that I was eye level with
his dick and grabbed it in my left hand to move it off to the side. I used
the same guard that was already on the clippers and just started trimming
away some of the bulk of the hair. I tried to focus on what I was doing,
but I couldn't not notice that his dick was getting harder in my hand. I
kept it in my left hand and pushed it to the other side to finish the first
pass with the clippers.

It was bizarre. I was squatting down in front of my friend, with his
hardening dick in my hand, and we're both not saying anything to
acknowledge what was happening. I thought maybe this is just nothing, and I
should just play it cool, but I was so horny that my nuts felt like they
would explode.

I kept going like this for a few minutes until the crouching was making my
knees hurt so I switched to kneeling on my knees in front of him. The
trimmer everything was getting, the harder he got. By the time I switched
to trim his balls he had obvious pre-cum leaking from the end of his cock
and his foreskin was pulled right back off the end of his knob. To hold his
balls in a way that would let me keep the skin tight enough to shave them
without the risk of nicking them needed both hands so I sort of used my
left forearm to hold his dick out of the way. I got in close enough to see
what I was doing and was focused on the shaving so I guess either he moved
or I did and the angle changed, causing his dick to slip and jerk straight
in front of my face.

I was so charged up that I wouldn't have noticed if he was talking, or even
if there were anyone else there. Everything in me wanted to grab the head
and sick it into my mouth. Something stopped me doing that, but I was
operating on some other energy by then. I didn't start sucking his dick,
but I did grab it again in my hand and I just held it. I gave it a little
bit of a squeeze, just enough pressure that it wouldn't have been confused
for holding it to the side. I could feel the response in his dick in my
hand. It bulged and I could feel him thrust forward into my hand. By this
point he was dripping in pre-cum and his dick slid smoothly through my hand
under his effort. It was like I was intoxicated. I knelt there, in the
shower room, holding the throbbing dick of my friend inches away from my
mouth. He kept the thrust moving forward in a single push and the closer he
brought to to my face, the move I could smell him, and feel the heat off
his body. I don't think that there would have been anything that would have
stopped me taking his dick into my mouth. I wrapped my lips around him and
sucked him as deeply as I could. At first my mouth was a bit dry but he had
so much lube coming out of the tip that it eased him in until I started
making enough saliva that he moved back and forth freely. I wanted to feel
all of his cock in my mouth and couldn't seem to get enough in to tell me
to stop, but he pulled off a bit and I eased the sucking. He put his hands
on the side of my head and started to fuck my face. The whole time he
controlled the pacing, but it was me pulling him deeper in. I tried pulling
off for a second so that I could suck along the length of his shaft but it
wasn't the same for me so I went back over the head and after quickly
lashing it around with my tongue, I went back over the end and brought him
all the way inside my mouth and to the back of my throat. I could feel him
pulsing his cock as hit pacing increased. I tried to control the sucking,
but he took over and fucked my mouth furiously. He seemed to slow down for
a second and I got into his rhythm, so I managed to suck hard on his while
cradling his cock in my tongue until his built up the force one final
rally, finally holding me on his cock as I felt hit after hit of his cum
fill my mouth. I think I must have known it was about to happen, but still
choked on his cum, and didn't swallow it.

He held my head on his dick for what seemed like a minute. I was exhausted
and he sat back down into the chair with one hand still on my head and the
other resting softly on my back. When he eased the hand on my head I lifted
off the end of his cock, paying attention to how it looked against the now
closely trimmed pubic hair. After a short sign he stood up and pulled on
his pants. I don't actually know what he said as he was leaving. I was in a
daze. I was so horny that I thought I would cum without even touching
myself, but just sat there in silence. I think I was just stunned. At some
point I stood back up and started putting away the chair and my gear. I
turned the shower on and rinsed his hair and cum off the floor, wiping my
face and washing my hands at the same time.

All of this happened about an hour ago. I don't know what to make of it. It
was the hottest thing I've ever done. I've not masterbated yet, but am
bursting to nut and will as soon as I finish this record. I still think I'm
straight, but the feeling I got from having that cock in my hand and mouth
is impossible to describe. I don't know what it all means, but I know that
I loved it, and hope to be asked to give Kevin another haircut again soon.