I remained lying on my back. Steve settled down on my left side. His left leg and arm lay across me, and his head lay down on my chest in the crook of my neck. I had my left arm wrapped around him, caressing his back, while he rubbed my chest and nipples with his left hand. It didn't take long before he was lightly snoring. I drifted off shortly afterward.
My six o'clock alarm came all too soon. Neither of us were used to sleeping with anyone, and we had separated in the night. He had twisted off me to his left and was lying on his stomach. I had curled to my right and lay on my right side as usual. I shut it off, took a quick shower, then went down to prepare breakfast. Still nude.
Bob had filled the fridge and pantry before his vacation and told me it was all available to me. He had an extensive alcohol collection, but asked me to avoid a certain portion of it. I guess it was the more valuable stuff. Sounded that way. I knew nothing about the liquor in the cabinet. The labels looked old to me, so I assumed it was. That would be easy for me to bypass. I liked the less expensive wine, anyway.
Coffee was first on the menu. Once I figured out how to use the coffeemaker, everything else was simple. I sauteed some mushrooms and tomatoes together and made scrambled eggs. Steve came around the corner into the kitchen, showered, and sat at the bar.
As we ate, I asked him what he normally had for breakfast. He said cereal, but his usual brand wasn't in the pantry. We would have to get him some tonight after work. We went back upstairs to dress for the day after we finished breakfast.
I called him at his parent's home before I left the office that afternoon and told him to meet me at the house at six. We would go eat and pick up what we needed at the grocery store. The Walmart Supercenter had just opened about six weeks earlier. We could find what we required and look around for anything else we might want. Besides, in a small town like this, going to Walmart is a social event.
We walked around, picking up his brand of cereal and some snacks for the week. Then, thinking of his impending hair removal, I asked if he had a new unused razor with him. He said he had used the one he had already. So, we picked up some razors and gel shaving cream. I employed gel for my genitals. I knew it worked and wanted this to go as positively as it could for him. Besides, he could take it with him for future use.
When we arrived back home, we put the groceries away and took the toiletries upstairs. He suggested we try out the jacuzzi. I agreed, and we got undressed. Neither of us had a swimsuit, so we went nude. When we were together, at least when it was just us two, we were naked. We both enjoyed being nude, and he had a beautiful body to look at. So, we headed downstairs to the hot tub.
The jacuzzi was in its own humidity controlled room. They instructed me to always keep the doors closed. The button for the jets was near the door, so you could turn it on as you entered the area. There was a floating thermometer in the water that registered 103°. Perfect. This was going to feel great on my back and would soften up his pubic hair for later.
We spent a good half hour in there. We were both getting overheated, so we ran outside to the pool and jumped in. Even in the August heat, the water felt so cool compared to the hot tub we just left. We stayed in the pool, just lounging for about 15 to 20 minutes. Then, as a brilliant sunset showed over the western hills, we went back inside to the jacuzzi.
After about 20 minutes, I asked if he was ready to lose some hair. He laughed and said yes. I took him by the hand, and we got out and dried off. I locked up the main floor and hurried upstairs. Steve was already in the bathroom looking at himself in the mirror. At 5'7 with brown eyes, blond hair, a cute smile and around 140 to 150 pounds, he was a gorgeous image to behold. Muscular but not bulky, well-defined pecs, shoulders, and stomach. There was no obvious fat to be seen. It will only enhance his smile when he gets his braces off. He was tugging on his pubic fur as I entered the room.
"Soon you won't be able to do that. You sure you want me to do this?" I asked him.
"Yeah, I was just playing with it one last time. Every so often, I lie in bed and run my fingers through it. But I prefer feeling yours better with nothing there. It's all smooth and baby soft." He said.
"Remember the first four or five days it will itch like crazy, so you'll have to keep some lotion on it until it quits. At least that's all mine itched. Now it doesn't itch at all. Your skin just needs to get used to it."
"Yeah, that won't be a problem. That means by the time we're out of here, it should be done."
"It should be." I replied "Ok. Are you ready?"
"Yeah, let's do this!" he said.
I had put the razor and gel cream on the counter by the sink. I went and got a comb and a pair of scissors and returned. He was still flexing in the floor to ceiling mirror. I also brought my phone. He wanted to know why I had my phone. I told him I thought he might want to have some before and after pictures of his transformation.
I asked him to sit on the counter and spread his legs. After combing through his pubic fur one last time to get any tangles out, I took several pictures. Wouldn't make any difference in 10 minutes, but it seemed like the right thing to do. After all, what barber gives you a haircut without using a comb? Anyway, I combed the space from his belly button down to his penis and in the crease of his legs. He had a deep golden tan, which contrasted strongly with the alabaster white of his pubic area and his ass. We agreed I would clear-cut at his tan line, which was far below his belly button. He always wore his shorts low on his hips.
I began trimming a little at a time, giving him a last chance to change his mind. But he didn't. Just focused on me and the scissors. I progressed to his dick and had to take it in my hand, which didn't bother me at all, to maneuver it, so I could trim all around it. I don't know if it's normal, but he and I both have hair growing about an inch and a half up our shafts.
Having completed the upper area and the crease of his leg, I moved down to his balls. They weren't hanging down as far as they normally do. Kind of tight, so I massaged them a bit to loosen up his scrotum, so I could prune it. Then I asked him to lie down longways on the counter and put his feet on the counter, so I could get the underside of his ball sac and his taint. He didn't question me at all, but he had an erection by now. Beautiful seven inch thick cut dick standing straight up.
When I finished the trim, I took a couple of pictures from different angles to show him where we were. Bottom to top. Then I helped him down from the counter, and he studied himself in the mirror some more. I explained we would do the next part in the kitchen. He looked at me funny, but trusted me. He wanted to see the pictures, so I gave him my phone. I heard his notifier go off several times, so he must have sent them to his phone.
I asked him to jump in a hot shower to keep his pubic fur warm and pliable for the razor. As he did that, I grabbed a couple of enormous beach towels and two washcloths. Took them downstairs to the kitchen to set up our 'work location'. The counter space near the sink would be perfect. It was long enough for him to be comfortable and near warm water.
I laid the towels down on the marble countertop, so he could stay warm. I picked up a large bowl from the cabinet and filled it with heated water. The washcloths went into the bowl. I only turned the lights on over the counter. When I returned to the bathroom, he was just getting out of the shower. I threw him a towel as I picked up the razors, shaving cream, and my phone and said, "follow me". He did, and we descended back down to the kitchen.
I helped him up on the counter and told him how to lie with his feet on the edge. He spread his legs apart. I photographed him, lathered him up, and photographed him some more. After a few quick strokes and a kiss on his big purple head, I began shaving him at his tan line. We had six razors, so I figured we'd be ok as far as that was concerned. I didn't have to go back over any areas near his waist, but I cleaned the razor often.
I shaved the crease of his legs and a double razor's width on his legs. I used a wet washcloth to clean the areas I had already shaved. It was time for a new razor, as his dick was the next area of concern. He had gotten comfortable, and as a result, gone soft. I had to pull him up by the head to get the skin tight enough to shave. He got hard at a record pace. I shaved his dick and stretched his scrotum out, so I could shave that. Then I shaved his taint. Three inches to each side of his centerline. I washed him down, so he was clean, and ran my hand over him to feel for missed hairs. His blond hair was difficult to see. I took more pictures as I wanted him to have a full set.
