Gill and Frank were the best buddy’s in college. They belonged to a small group that studied and just hung out together. Frank lived in the college town and so stayed over Christmas. Gill went home at the other end of the state. It was at a new years party for those that lived in the city that Frank began his relationship with Gill’s girlfriend, Stacy. Perhaps it was being alone and having one too many drinks that threw them together. They said there was nothing between them, they were just enjoying sex. Their timing was off when Gill knocked on the door to his girlfriends apartment two days before they were expecting him back. She managed to hide Frank and before Gill got too far in the apartment said she would go with him to his place to get his stuff unpacked. Gill saw the baseball cap on the coffee table, but said nothing. He was tired and it had been a long drive. Frank waited about 20 minutes before he left. He wasn’t thinking about much, except getting back to his place and staying low. His cap was still there two days later when Gill came over to take Stacy to dinner. He still didn’t say anything, but it set him to wondering about what happened when he was away. A few days later, Saturday, they went together to pick up Stacy and go out to a small college gathering place that Gill brought the cap out and pulled it down on top of Franks head. Later Frank tried to explain that, yes, he had taken Stacy out to eat a couple of times over Christmas break. He didn’t have a girl of his own. There was nothing else to it. He managed to clue Stacy in that Gill had seen the cap and returned it to him. She was to make sure and tell Gill that they had gone to eat a couple of times over Christmas and to leave it at that.
It appeared that Gill had bought the explanation. But appearances can be misleading. Gill didn’t stew over it, but he laid plans to make Frank pay. He kept seeing Stacy, she was fun and a good lay too, and it would make the punishment so much sweeter, with Frank thinking all was well with the world. The last day of class, Gill got out before Frank. He waited for him patiently. Gill had a small end apartment on the back side of his complex. Many of the students had gone immediately after class. Frank was supposed to stay the night with Gill so they could get a real early start for the beach the next morning. The car was packed. They would sack out and get up at dawn to start out. Gill had gone through what he was going to do, first in his mind, then running through it. They had gotten something to eat and were watching TV. Gill got Frank a beer. And said he had something for him. He would be right back. The Frank was totally relaxed, engaged in watching the game on TV. He paid Gill little attention when he came back in the room. Gill had been re-arranging the furniture and the best seat to watch the TV was a kitchen chair.
He didn’t see Gill come up behind him. He set the bottle down on the floor and was straightening up when Gill dropped the rope over his head and around his lower chest. He quickly pulled it tight and tied it off. Another rope went lower, around his waist and was tied behind the chair. "What the hell? Gill. What are you doing?" With Frank tied pretty well to the chair, Gill then tied his ankles to the legs of the chair. "Buddy of mine, I’m getting even with you for diddling my girl while I was away. Frank started to lie, Gill told him not to bother. They were still going to be the best friends, but, he just couldn’t let him get away with that.
"What are you going to do?"
"Shave your head."
"What?"
"At first I thought of kicking you in the balls. But shit, she’s just a good lay. If we were engaged or married, I’d cut your cock off. But since we are just screwing around having a good time. Well, a shaved head just seems appropriate."
Frank saw that he was serious when he brought out a set of hair clippers. Red one that he plugged in right beside the chair and set on the floor. From his back pocket he took out a large pair of scissors. "Couldn’t find any of those barber scissors, but these should work ok."
Frank had shoulder length hair. Sandy blond in winter, almost bleached white like a tow head in the summer sun. "You’re not really going to do this?" Frank’s eyes were pleading. They were also sparkling from the tears starting to form. Since highschool he had let his hair grow out long. His dad had made him keep it what he called short until he started college. Gill grabbed a hunk of hair right at the front, put the scissor blades right down on the skin and closed the blades. They made an awful sound, like ‘schinnnk’ as they severed the strands of hair from his head. It was too late to beg as the handful of hair was dropped into his lap and the scissors lay along the top of his head, right down the center. ‘Schinnnk!’ Tears were streaming down Frank’s face. Gill took his time, making sure that each bit of hair came to rest where Frank could see it. It took about 15 minutes for Gill to be satisfied that what he could do with the scissors was done. What was left was ragged stubble. "Maybe I should just leave it like that," he said out loud. "For God’s sake Gill, finish it." Frank said that as Gill held a mirror up in front of him so that he could see the damage. "I suppose." Gill picked up the clippers. He held the them up so that Frank could read the label. ‘Wahl 000000 balding clippers’. The shiny blades were thin and the teeth close set. He snapped them on and they began to whirr. From front to back across the top of Franks head. Behind the blades was a strip of bare skin, almost as close as if he had shaved it with a razor. It only took about 5 minutes to remove the last vestiges of hair from Frank’s head. Holding the still humming clippers in front of Frank’s eyes, "it’s a good thing we are still friends or you’d be minus the eyebrows." Then he laughed and turned them off. Frank was wearing a tee shirt. Gill picked up the scissors and cut it down the front, from collar to the bottom and pulled it open. Again he picked up the clippers and began to mow that blond chest hair smooth. That made Frank laugh because it tickled. Gill moved on down to the belly hair. When it was all gone. He shut the clippers off and set them down. "Just a little more." He unbuttoned Franks Levi jeans. "Hold still." Gill took the scissors and cut through the boxers and lay them open. He reached down and started the clippers again. "Come on Gill. Don’t!" The clippers quickly reduced the mound of pubic hair to skin. Down and around his cock and balls, the hair fell to the whirring sharp teeth. "That’ll give you pause next time you drop your drawers." Gill turned off the clippers and put them away in the bathroom. He came back and untied Frank. Frank glared at him as he got up. "Damn you." Was all he said as he went to the bathroom to wash the loose hair off. "You might want to shave the pubes," Gill called after him. "I hear they itch when growing back. And just think. You can wear one of those brief swim suits while we are at the beach." Gill was laughing as Frank stepped into the shower. He got out of the shower to dry off and brush his teeth. Looking in the mirror he decided a shaved head didn’t look that bad. He looked in the cabinet and found Gill’s Mach III razor and put in a new blade. Then he lathered his head and shaved it. It still felt a little rough in a couple of spots, so he lathered again and shaved it the other direction. Now it was smooth. He stepped back in the shower and rinsed off in hot water. Then he lathered his chest belly and pubic hairs. He was careful not to cut himself as he shaved everything smooth as a baby’s butt. After rinsing off he got out to dry with the towel. He looked at his head this way and that, then at his chest, bunching his muscles to make them bulge out. He could be narcissistic about this. He was good looking with good muscles and a narrow waist. Without even thinking about it he lathered his arms and pit’s and shaved them smooth. His legs took a little more effort and a change of blades. Shaving his ass was the hardest part. It had to be done by feel. ‘By God. He’d make them think it was all his idea. He’d show Gill.’ Rinsing himself off the final time, he got out to dry himself off as best he could with the damp towel. He found some baby oil in the bottom cabinet. It was then he saw the clipper cord. ‘Two can play this game,’ he thought. He oiled his body down and then rubbed it down with the towel. He went to the bedroom. ‘Shit. He didn’t even have a pair of boxers to put on.’ He opened Gills drawer. Gill wore briefs. That would have to do. Not only were they briefs, but they were brief briefs. Red micro fiber that clung tightly. Gill just looked at him when he walked back into the living room glistening. "Thanks man," Frank said. "I would never have done it. What do you think?" He turned around to show Gill that he had shaved everything. Gill just shook his head.
Gill got up and
went to get a pillow and some covering for the couch so Frank would be comfortable. When the couch was set up, Gill said, "we should turn in. We’re leaving early." He came over and gave Frank a bear hug. "No hard feelings?" "No. Head needs tanning. But I may just keep it this way." Gill shook his head, thinking that the punishment had backfired. Now there would be no living with him. He went off to bed.
Frank lay there quietly for a while. Sleep didn’t come as he rubbed his head and felt down around his crotch. ‘Smooth Damn!’ He must have dozed off for a little. He woke and looked at his watch. 1:00 am. He got up quietly to go take a piss. He closed the door and turned on the light. He raised the lid and did his thing. He stopped and looked again in the mirror. ‘No, it didn’t look bad. Wonder what Gill would look like’ he thought. The clippers were right down there. They called to him. He grinned. ‘We should find out’ he whispered out loud to himself. He took them out and plugged them in. They clicked on with that quiet whirr. He looked at the box. There was a little tube of clipper oil. He put a little oil on the blades and turned them on again. They were a little quieter. He turned them off and unplugged them. He turned out the light and let his adjust a little before he opened the door and started out. Gill had one of those clocks that put the time up on the ceiling, it also gave off enough light so that Frank had no trouble finding a place to plug the clippers in near the head of the bed. Gill was sleeping on his side, but his face was up. His head raised a little by the pillow.
Frank brought the clippers right up to Gill’s forehead and was nearly touching the skin before he turned them on. Gill was really asleep. He didn’t even twitch at the whirring sound. ‘Now or never’ Frank thought. He set the clippers at the hairline and pushed them back. Gill’s hair wasn’t as long as Frank’s had been. It was perhaps 4 inches on top. It now had a bald streak down the center. He groggily moved his head. Frank held still but didn’t turn the clippers off. Enough damage had been done that there would be no going back anyway, even if he woke right up. Gill did wake up with the second push. Now there was a three inch wide bare strip across the top of his head. "What the ...... Frank, what are you doing?" "Returning the favor, buddy." Gill put up his hand to ward off the clippers. Frank pulled them back. "It’s to late to stop now. You might as well let me finish." Gill got out of bed and headed to the bathroom. The light came on. "Oh damn! Frank, I’m gonna ......" Then he burst out laughing. I knew I should have put those things away. Come in here and finish so I can go back to bed." Frank came in smiling. "You knew I was going to do this, didn’t you? I should just leave it like that." But he didn’t. Gill sat on the toilet with his head hung over the wastebasket. Frank mowed it off. They were both laughing as Frank ran the clippers over the last of it. Gill started to get up, but Frank pushed him backward so that he had to catch himself. While he was in that awkward position, Frank took a swipe of hair off his chest. "Now, let’s see what kind of man you really are. Drop you shorts." Gill said he didn’t think so. Frank said, "chicken? What are you afraid of? Come on, let’s get finished so we can both get some sleep before that alarm goes off." Gill stood up and pulled his shorts down. Frank quickly mowed the pubes off. "I’d suggest you shave them in the morning and keep them shaved. I hear they itch growing back in." Then he finished shaving off Gills chest and told him to turn around. Gill had hair on his back too. When he was finished Gill took his shorts off and stepped into the shower to rinse the loose hair off. Frank went to get it off the bed. "Thanks" was all Gill said as they passed in the doorway. "Get some sleep now. You’ve had your fun." He closed the door to his room, turned the lights out and crawled into the bed. Before he went back to sleep, he wondered to himself if he had left the clippers out so that Frank would find them and shave his head. Or was it just one of those unplanned happenings. It didn’t matter now. It was done.
Frank was up first in the morning. He took a quick shower and dried himself off with a new towel. Gill was out of bed and heading to the bathroom when Frank came out. "I’m gonna have to borrow another pair of your shorts. Do you always wear these micro fiber ones?" "Yeah, I never could get used to boxers." Gill went on in to take a shower. Frank got dressed. Clothes felt different on a shaved body. Twenty minutes later he was beginning to wonder what was keeping Gill. They were supposed to be out the door by 5:00 am.
Gill was still shaving himself. ‘Hell, if Frank does it and he’s my best friend, I might as well go along." He shaved his head and face, then his chest and pubes. ‘Oh what the hell’ he said to nobody as he lathered his arms. He got out of the shower to shave his legs. He yelled, "Frank. Get in here." Frank stuck his head in the door. "What you need Gill?" "How the hell did you shave your ass? Come in here and help." Frank came in. Gill handed him the can of shaving cream and the razor. "I just put in another new blade." "Bend over and spread your cheeks." Frank lathered Gill’s ass right down into the crack. "Hold still" he said as he began to shave over his butt then down in the crack. Frank couldn’t resist, as he finished, taking the handle and pushing it in Gill’s asshole. "Don’t squeeze. You could cut yourself." Frank laughed as he put the razor down on the sink and left. Gill rinsed off and got out. Bald, naked with no hair. He looked in the mirror. Well, yes there was hair. His eyebrows. The clippers were still plugged in and laying on the back of the john. He picked them up and brought them up in front of his eyes. He would never really know why he snapped them on and quickly ran them over his left eyebrow. He had gone against the direction the hair lay, so the hair had cut right off leaving nearly bare skin. That looked funny. He took the right one off. About the time he was thinking that was a stupid thing to do he was lathering over them. The razor took them completely off. Not even a little shadow. He used after shave lotion over his whole head. Then some moisturizing lotion was rubbed over the rest of his body before wiping down with the damp towel.
He went to his room and got dressed. Frank was ready to go, watching the weather report, when Gill came out. He glanced up at him when he came near. "You didn’t! You did!" "What do you think? You want to go do your’s before we leave?" "I like you a lot Gill. You’re my best friend. But I don’t think I could do that." "Are you chicken? Come on. Let’s go get it over with." Gill pulled Frank up by the arm. Frank resisted, but not enough as Gill pulled him into the bathroom. "Sit." Frank sat on the throne. Gill took hold of his chin and held it firmly as he snapped on the clippers. "It won’t hurt a bit." With one stroke, Franks right eyebrow was off. Gill changed hands and mowed the other eyebrow off. "Sit still." Gill lathered both eyebrows and shaved them smooth. "Ok." He wiped Franks face free of lather. He put the clippers down and packed his shaving kit. They had originally planned on not shaving until they got back from spring break. Now, they would be shaving every day. "We’ll need to get more blades." Looking at each other they began laughing. "We better stop and get lots of sun screen too."
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