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Everyone remembers their first time. The shop, the barber, the chair, and most of all, the first touch.

This wasn't my usual barbershop and I remember being nervous as I entered. I'd been thinking of shaving my head for months but somehow the time just never seemed quite right. However, the summer heatwave had convinced me and I had ultimately decided that today was the day. The barbershop was traditional - two chairs and a small waiting area for about 5 people. Both chairs were occupied, but there was only one person waiting so I knew I'd be in a chair fairly soon. The two barbers could not have been more different. The first was an old guy who looked as though he'd been cutting hair for the best part of fifty years - he nodded to me as I entered the shop. The other was a young girl, early twenties, and very attractive. She was looking real hot in a low cut top, short skirt and knee high leather boots. Her hair was cropped short - particularly close at the sides, almost as if she was growing out some sort of Mohawk. I took a seat in the waiting area and waited my turn.

I was hoping I'd get the old guy to cut my hair. He just seemed more professional somehow and I'd mainly been used to getting haircuts from men. I could also feel my cock getting hard at the thought of having all my hair completely shaved off, and having it done by someone as hot as this girl might just be too much to take all at once. I was really hoping to avoid the embarrassment of getting out of her chair with a bald head and a wet patch around my crotch!

My luck was in. The girl was dusting off a completed buzz cut and as she removed the cape, the other guy in the waiting area prepared to take her chair. We both waited for the shout of `Next' but it never came. Instead, when her customer had paid she turned to the old guy and said `I'm just off for a smoke'. She smiled at us both as she passed and mouthed `won't be long' on the way out. By the time she returned, the old boy had finished his original customer and started on the other guy. I was on my own in the waiting area. As she returned to her station she smiled again and said `I guess you must be next'.

As I took the chair, my nerves were really starting to kick in. For a moment I thought of just getting my usual #4 buzz and leaving a headshave until another time. Perhaps if I'd had a bit more time that's exactly what I would have done, but just then the girl stared at me and asked `so what are we doing today then?'

My mouth was dry and after hesitating for just a second, I heard the words `headshave please' and realised they had come from me.

`Is it a buzz or all the way to skin' she asked?

`Skin' I replied, `take it all off'.

`My favourite haircut' she said, `let's get started - I'm Suzi by the way'.

Suzi was even more attractive close up, and my cock was throbbing as she wrapped the cape around me. As she leaned over me I could smell her perfume and see the top of her tits. I was so aroused by the thought of her shaving my head and after all that nervousness I couldn't wait for her to get started. She dabbed some oil on the unguarded clippers, smiled at me, and said `let's get rid of that mop and see how you look as a baldy'. The clippers made short work of my hair. It wasn't too long to start with - I had grown it out from a #4 over a couple of months, but the clippers just mowed through it with ease, leaving nothing but stubble and pale skin behind. Suzi started at the centre of my forehead, worked over the top and finished off with the sides. It was such a weird sensation seeing my hair being peeled off like the skin of an orange, and within minutes it was all gone. Having the stray hairs brushed off my head and neck was just a sensational feeling, as was the feeling of Suzi's hands as she rubbed my stubbled scalp. `What do you think so far' she asked?

`It feels a bit weird' I replied, `but I think I'm enjoying it!!'

She gave me that smile again and said `trust me, it'll look good on you. Most guys feel the same way when they shave their heads for the first time'.

She moved away to run some hot water on a towel and watching her work was making me feel even more horny. That short skirt and those boots just made her look so goddamn sexy. She wrung out the towel and moved back behind me to wrap it around my head.

`So why the big change today then' she asked.

`Its something I've been thinking about for a while but always found a reason to chicken out. I'm also just curious to see how I look with a bald head, and I'm hoping it'll cool me down in this weather. Besides, won't take long to grow back if I hate it. I suppose you're used to shaving heads?'

`Yeah, I've done a few -

but like I said, it's my favourite haircut. I love the dramatic change and generally it suits most of the guys who get it done. I also love seeing the reaction of people who get it done for the first time - won't be long till I see your reaction.'

With that, she removed the towel and applied some warm shave gel from a machine to my head. I gave an involuntary shudder as her hand rubbed my head and she glanced at me in the mirror. I'm sure she'd guessed that this whole experience was turning me on big style, as she stared at me in the mirror and said jokingly `steady on, cowboy - you do that when I'm razoring your head and we could be cleaning up blood in here!'

With the shave gel applied, Suzi asked me to move my head slightly forward and began gliding the razor over the top of my head. She had a really light touch and it felt as though hardly any pressure was being applied to the razor. She worked slowly and methodically over the top, around the back and finally the sides. I could hear the guy in the next chair being dusted off and somehow just knew that both he and the barber were watching me being shaved. Suzi rubbed my head with a dry towel and then keeping my head forward applied another thin layer of gel and began shaving me again. This time, the strokes were longer and the razor seemed to be moving slightly more easily across my scalp. With every stroke Suzi would rub the part of my head that had just been shaved ensuring complete smoothness all over. Finally she draped a dry towel over my head and rubbed it vigorously to remove any remaining lather. With a flourish she pulled off the towel, said `there we are - one headshave all the way to skin' and stepped back to await my reaction.

Gazing in the mirror was just the weirdest experience. It looked like me but somehow wasn't. I'd had hair on my head all my life, which hadn't been shorter than a #4 for as long as I could remember. Seeing no hair at all on top of my head was just so strange but I also kind of liked it. The two things that stood out for me in those initial moments were how white it looked - more than I ever thought it would, and how sensitive it was to the cool air in the shop. Suzi was suddenly behind me again massaging a sweet smelling lotion into my head. The feeling of her hands rubbing my newly shaved scalp is something I will remember for many, many years. That cool lotion on sensitive skin being rubbed in ever so gently was just awesome in so many ways. Suzi rubbed it for what seemed an eternity but in reality was probably only a minute or so. When she stopped, I finally moved my hands from beneath the cape and rubbed my bald head for the first time. Suzi smiled at me in the mirror as she watched me tentatively feel my scalp all over as if it was made of crystal and would shatter if I touched it too hard. I've had my head shaved many more times since that day, but nothing comes close to the feelings you get when rubbing your freshly shaved head for the very first time.

Staring in the mirror I was mesmerised by the new look and feel of my head and it was only when Suzi spoke again that I remembered I was sitting in a barbershop chair. She laughed as she said ` looks like you're enjoying yourself - what do you think?'

`It still feels a bit weird and I think it'll probably take a bit of getting used to, but yeah, I think I like it and it definitely feels a lot cooler- what about you, d'you think it looks okay on me?'

`I think it really suits you. You probably want to tan it up a bit but make sure you're careful in the sun. All in all, I don't think you look half bad as a baldy - I think my work here is done.'

With that she removed the cape and dusted me off again around the neck and shoulders. Almost magnetically my hands moved to my head as I stepped out of the chair, continually rubbing as I thanked Suzi and paid for my haircut.

`Don't be a stranger' said Suzi as I thanked her again and made my way to the door.

`Nice head son' said the old guy with a nod of approval as I passed his chair.

As I glanced back I could see Suzi hunched over the mirror raising the unguarded clippers to the left side of her head. I opened the door and stepped out into the warm sunshine, hoping sincerely that my girlfriend would be at home when I got there!

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