Thanks for coming back for Chapter 3. Again, this didn’t all happen in a single day, so I’m trying to stay as close to the true timeline as possible. If you’re looking for a fast story that gets to fucking within 500 words, this may not be the right spot. Nothing wrong with those stories, but it just doesn’t apply here.
It was Monday. I had given Shawn a hands-on lesson about how to put on a condom on the previous Thursday. His big date with the girl who had promised to show him a good time was Saturday. As my wife was off on weekends, I didn’t spend a lot of time talking to him about the details on Saturday and Sunday. Finally, Monday morning came and I was alone, working from home, and I got to send him a text.
“So, how’d it all go on Saturday?”
“Not good, man. Don’t wanna talk about it.”
I needed details. I wanted to hear about what happened, but I also needed to tread carefully.
“Sorry to hear. I’m around if you wanna talk.”
There was no response for over two hours. As usual, I wasn’t doing much at work, so I had moved to the couch with my laptop. That’s when I heard the door open. Shawn walked in.
“Hey, buddy. What brings you by?” I wasn’t going to make him talk about whatever went wrong on his date, but the last two times he had been at my house, his dick had been out. The most recent visit led to me getting to touch him. I wanted more.
“Eh, not much to do. Figured I’d see what you were doing. Busy?”
“Not at all. Had a meeting from nine to ten this morning, and I’ve been sitting around ever since.”
“Dude, it was a fucking disaster,” his words came out of nowhere.
“So you do wanna talk about it?” I smiled a bit as he started coming clean.
“I might as well. I’m sure every girl I know has already heard. I’m fucking ruined.”
I was trying to figure out what had gone so wrong.
“Did you just finish up really quick, buddy? Listen, that’s pretty normal on your first time.”
“Finish? I never got to start.”
Ok, now I was confused.
“What do you mean you never got to start?”
“Remember how you told me I needed to shave? Well, I didn’t. All I have at home was a regular razor, and my fucking pubes were too thick. I’ve never shaved; didn’t really think I needed to. When I watch porn and shit, I like guys with hair, so I figured it was normal. She took one look and refused to do anything with me.” He was really disappointed, and I truly felt bad for him.
“When did you figure out a razor wasn’t gonna do it? Why didn’t you go get a trimmer or something?”
“I just ran out of time. I thought it’d be OK,” he ran his fingers through his shoulder-length hair as he let out a heavy sigh.
“Well, bud, out of everything that could have gone wrong, this is a pretty easy one to fix. Just get a trimmer and shave up.” I told him days earlier that he needed to do something about his unruly pubes. He should have listened.
“Would it be weird if I got a trimmer from you? I’m gonna try to go out with someone else tomorrow, if she hasn’t already heard I have a bush. Cash is a little tight right now.”
“Man, we’re way past things being weird. Yea. I’ve got one in the bathroom. Go on upstairs and use it. If you don’t care, put a towel down. You’ve got a lot of hair going on there,” I chuckled.
He went upstairs, and I was torn. I wanted to go with him. I had grown quite accustomed to seeing his good looking cock, even if it was surrounded by hair. Perhaps it wasn’t my smartest moment, but I decided to give him a minute and then walk upstairs, just to check his progress. What’s the worst that could happen?
As I made the turn into the master suite, I could hear my trimmer humming. I stood at the edge of the bedroom, just out of his line of vision. In the large mirror above the sink, I could see his bare ass.
“Everything goin’ alright in there?” I wanted him to know I was there so I could get a better sense of the situation.
“I mean, I guess. I’ve never done this before.” He sounded frustrated, and I took it as an invite to move a little closer. He still couldn’t see me, so I coughed to let him know I was moving closer.
“It’s just shaving, Shawn. I’m sure you’re doing fine.”
“Can you step in here?” He sounded timid, but I wasn’t about to pass up the invite.
I stepped into the bathroom and saw him standing there, as I had seen him a couple of times recently. His shorts and underwear were wadded up on the floor by my bathtub, and he was holding the tail of his shirt between his chin and his chest. His smooth stomach and chest drove me wild.
The only thing that could have pulled my eyes from his smooth, twink-like upper body was his dick, which was quite hard. He caught my gaze and looked down.
“I…uh…it just kind of happened when I was shaving,” he stammered.
I chuckled, “Totally normal. It’s the vibration getting to you. So you said you thought you were doing it right, what do you need me for?”
“There’s just some stubble getting left. Is there something I can do to get rid of that?”
He was probably halfway done with the shave. The area above his dick was down to a light stubble, but the abundance of hair coming from his scrotum was unruly to say the least.
“Yea, you’ll have to shave that with a regular razor. It’s a lot easier to manage when you don’t let it get completely out of control,” I said, hoping that he would just start shaving at my house, knowing that it was unlikely. It made no sense for this to become a regular thing, but dammit, I was going to enjoy it for as long as I could. My cock was growing in my shorts as I sat down on the edge of the tub to try to contain it. I still wasn’t sure how he would feel if he knew about my thoughts and feelings.
He didn’t seem to mind my being there as he went back to shaving. I had to push my luck a little.
“You know you don’t have to keep that shirt tucked under your chin. You’re naked from the waist down anyway.”
He turned and looked at me, shrugged, and took his shirt off. For the first time, I saw this young man completely naked, his six-inch cock pointing straight from his body. His smooth back, arms, chest, and stomach were everything that they were in my secret fantasies.
I pretended to look at my phone as he grabbed his throbbing member and picked it up so he could shave under his balls. I would have given my last breath for him to ask me for some help, but I knew that wasn’t to be. Still, my own dick ached in my shorts.
As he finished shaving he examined himself in the mirror.
“Does it look like I got everything,” he turned toward me, his dick still standing at attention.
“Hold it up a little. Did you get under your nuts? If you’re lucky, she’ll want to go down there,” I laughed as I gawked at his crotch. “Yea. Looks like you got it all.”
Without thinking, I stood up as he picked up the pube-covered towel from the floor. He turned and seemed to notice my bulge, but didn’t seem bothered.
“What should I do with this?” he asked.
“Just wad it up really good and put it in the hamper. I’ll throw the towels in to wash before your sister gets home. You think you can handle shaving the rest of it at your house or do you want to do it all here?” I know what I wanted him to pick.
“Uh, I think I can handle it from here. I promise, I’ll get a trimmer of my own so I don’t have to do this again,” he bent down to pick up his clothes, his bare ass pointing straight at me. Fuck.
“Alright buddy. Well, I’m gonna head downstairs and get back to work. You’re welcome to hang out for a while if you want to.”
“Sweet. Yeah, I’ll stick around for a bit. I don’t have anything to do today.”
I walked downstairs before him, my cock leaking precum into my underwear. A few minutes later, Shawn bounded down the stairs, fully dressed, much to my dismay. I wanted to rip his clothes back off of him. I wanted to take his dick in my mouth and do the thing that I had fantaszied of doing since I was a teenager. I was sure that he had more experience with guys than I did, and he was only 18. I put my computer on my lap and leaned my recliner back.
For a few moments, we sat there in silence. My dick was starting to soften up, but there was a tension in the air that I couldn’t quite describe.
“Tommy, can I ask you something? If you don’t want to answer, it’s fine.”
“Go ahead,” I assumed he wanted more advice about his impending date.
“Upstairs…in the bathroom, you said it was normal that I got hard because of the vibrations in the trimmer.”
“Yea, it happens to me too.”
“Well…I mean…I noticed…Tommy, was your dick hard when you were watching me shave?”
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