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How I joined the millitary school
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Seeing the new style of my friend and he seeing mine, we could not stop from starting kissing each other. He looks so damned hot with his shaved head and skinhead gear.
My best friend also changed his style.
My makeover from preppy to skinhead. My parents were not amused, but I like it.
...got a haircut today. Barber was not timid using the razor.
Some time ago the first time back and sides were smoothly shaved. I was thrilled.
All of a sudden I was turned into a skinhead lad
Some day I went to the next bigger city for a shopping tour. Walking through a street with smaller shops I noticed a store where they sold british style fashion including fashion for skinheads. The shop drew my interest and I entered the store. I went to the shoes and boots corner, where they had combat boots in several colors. I really liked the red boots and thougt:”Ok why don’t you try them on, just to see how it looks like”. I have to say that my outfit and hairstyle was not that of a skinhead at that time. I did not have very short hair, I was just looking rather normal. So I put on the red combat boots and eyed my new appearance with boots. Suddenly I heard a voice behind me, a young man with a full skinhead gear, including a clean-shaven head stood next to me and said:”The boots look great on you, are these your first combat boots?” I felt a little bit caught in the act and answered:”Yes, but I don’t think I will buy them”. “Why not if you like them?” answered the guy and introduced himself:”By the way my name is Marius, if you want I can give you some advice for a complete outfit, not only boots also trousers, shirts, suspenders and jackets.” As I really had a crush on this handsome guy I led him take the lead. I went to the changing room an he brought me cropped and rolled up pants and jeans “to accent the boots” he said, shirts and polo shirts, bomber jackets, suspenders and Harrington jackets in different colors. I tried them all on and I decided to buy everything he recommended. “Why don’t you keep dressed in the checkered shirt, the cropped jeans, the red boots and the bomber jacket?” asked he. I was a little bit nervous but agreed: ”But doesn’t it look ridiculous, me with the skinhead gear and a rather sloppy haircut?”. “Yes that’s true, but I have a solution for that” he replied. I kept the clothes on and paid and we left the shop. We went three or four shops further and when we entered the shop I noticed that it was one of these barber shops, where you go to get rather short or fancy haircuts like flattops, mohawks or shaved heads. Marius seemed to know the barber who was also in skinhead gear and with a shaved head and asked: “Do you have an appointment for my friend here, he urgently needs a shaved head to complete his outfit?”. First I was shocked that Marius shooted forward without asking me, but at the same time the idea of getting a shaved head thrilled me, so I didn’t object. “Sure, we can do that immediately” answered the barber and directed me to the chair. I jumped into the chair and was only focused on the upcoming headshave. The barber tied the collar and the cape around my neck and I heard him starting the clippers. He put the clippers on my forehead and moved them all over my head. I saw hair bunches fall into my lap. When I looked into the mirror I saw a hairless stripe in the middle of my head. The barber was not wasting time as he shaved my head with the clippers bald all around, all the hair falling into my lap. When he turned off the clippers I was completey buzzed and to see myself with a buzzed head was awesome. But we were not finished yet. The barber prepared the foam and lathered my head completely. He started with a straight razor the head shaving, which was the most thrilling experience I ever had. The shaving continued and after the first shave was completed he starting to lather my head again: “Now we do the fine tuning to remove all stubbles” said the barber. He came back with a special razor for head shaves. He could move this razor quickly over my head to get a completely smooth shaved result. With his fingers he checked if there are any stubbles left and went over this area again and again. This shave was more than smooth, my head was a shiny ball, especially after the barber polished my head with a finishing lotion. He removed the cape and collar and I touched my bald head for the first time. I never had a shaved head before and the feeling was exciting. I left the chair and watched myself in the mirror. Now the look was complete, the skinhead gear, the boots with the shaved head. I could not hide my excitement and Marius said: “Welcome to the community, now you are a skinhead, wow”. Marius asked the barber if we can use his small break room for a while. The barber smiled and agreed. With my new appearence I lost all my shyness and followed Marius into the break room....     Â
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My first shaved flattop
During my studies, I went to a small town in Colorado for an internship when I was 23 years old. As there was not a large offer of things you could there, I went to the Basketball games of the local High School. Almost the whole team had these extremely short flattop haircuts, which really attracted my attention (more than the game). At this time, I had medium length hair, not really long hair, but about 3 inches all around. As those haircuts really fascinated me, I decided one day to go to the local barber on Main Street. You did not have to make an appointment, so I went straight to the shop on a Saturday morning. There were already one customer waiting and one in the chair. The barber advised me to sit down and wait. So one of the guys in the chair was finished with a short buzz cut. Next was a young guy, which I identified as a member of the Basketball team. He jumped in the chair and the barber tied a neckband and a red and white striped cape around his neck. “As usual?” asked the barber, “yes” answered the young guy. The barber started to shave his sides and back with the clippers and thereafter went with the clippers over his flattop to cut it almost to the skin on top. The barber used some razor foam to clean the neck and around the ears. He was finished and the barber said: “Next please”. Now it was my turn to sit in the chair. I sat down and I was also supplied with a neckband and cape. “So what can I do for you?” asked the barber. I answered nervously “I like the flattops the Basketball team guys have.” The barber said: “Yes this suits them well, some of them have a short variant like the last customer, but some prefer an even shorter type with razor shaved sides, back and there is even one where we also shave the the landing strip with a razor, it is called a horseshoe flattop,…what should we do with you?”. I was really thrilled by the idea to get the most extreme shaved type, so I could hear myself saying: “I would like the horseshoe flattop with shaved sides, back and top….”. “Ok, let’s start” replied the barber. I was really excited and thought: “Oh my god you dared to…..”. The barber came back with the clippers, turned my chair and started immediately to shave off my blond hair on the sides and back. I saw estimated tons of hair fall into my lap. Meanwhile two teenagers came into the shop and took place right in front of me. They observed my shaving treatment very closely, which even increased my excitement. After a couple of minutes, my sides and back were clipper bold and the barber started to cut my top. He used a comb which he pushed over my front into the hair and ran the clippers of the comb, so that long bunches of hair fell over my face into the lap. He went all the way back, further decreasing the distance of the comb to my skin down to zero distance. He started to clipper the horseshoe parts, also quite short. Now I had a rather typical flattop, but that was not the end as I ordered a shaved horseshoe. So he took the clippers and shaved also the inner part of the horseshoe down to the skin. He blended the horseshoe, so there was no hard edge. “Now I start the shaving…” said the barber. He went behind me and I heard that he prepared the shaving foam with a shaving brush. He started with the sides and back and lathered them, thereafter lathered he the horseshoe area and I could feel the warm shaving foam on my head. He took the straight razor, put an new blade in it and the shaving began. First the sides were shaved, that was an awesome feeling, all the time being watched by the two guys waiting. Then he went to the back, which he shaved thoroughly. The best part was the shaving of the horseshoe top, that was spanking. It was not a fast untidy shave, it was thoroughly and so smooth. The barber pushed my head forward so he could access my upper head. I could hear and feel the razor scraping through the stubbles. The barber checked the smoothness several times with his fingers and reworked if he was not satisfied. When he was finished he took a towel, cleaned my head from shaving foam, and put some skincare on the shaved parts. He put some grooming in the short front hair and used a brush to push up the front hair for a real flattop impression. He removed the cape and the neckband and said: “Here we go, a super short horseshoe flattop”. After I had payed I heard one of the teenagers who sat in the chair say to the barber: “I’d like to have the same haircut like him” and he pointed into my direction. What a fantastic day. I could not stop the whole day to touch my head and feel the freshly shaved parts, especially to pet the shaved horseshoe was awesome. I kept the shaved flattop over the whole 8 months I spent there and got a fresh shave every two weeks.
Got a haircut. Hair was not long enough for a flattop so it became a shaved horseshoe high and tight.