Bronzed and Smooth
by 976-SMUT
I have always been bronzed. Bronzed is that dark copper color one gets from too much time in the sun. I surf alot and spend my spare time on the local nude beach, thus the bronze color of my skin. Some people might have mistaken me for having a foreign descent due to this, had it not been for my long flowing straw-blond hair. I've worn my hair for as long as I have been surfing and I like it that way. It really turns some heads my way!
With shoulder-length hair, a tuft of golden hair poking above my muscle shirt and hairy armpits, many people would think that I love hair. They would also be surprised to see that the rest of my body is completely devoid of hair whatsoever! I regularly shave my body hair so that the rest of my body is as smooth as a baby's behind. Even my behind is smooth as glass.
I really dig the hairless body trip! In fact, I constantly think about my hairless body as I work and play. I get a hardon many times during the day as I think about my shaved pubes. Just writing about it here makes me grab my dick and start squeezing it. I love being hard.
My story starts when I was about 16 and just getting my public hair. It was sprouting slightly and was the neastest thing that had happened to me upto that point in my life. I also started getting hard when I looked at myself in the mirror. I had a great looking body due to the weightlifting I was doing at the time. I was somewhat skinny before then and always pretty shy about my body in the shower at school. Many of the guys cracked on us as we went into puberty; you know how guys can rib others. They also craked on me because I was uncut, a rariety in our school. I would hide my dick from them by turning around with my back to the guys. That seemed to make it even worse for me. Mike would come up behind me when I least expected it and would put his hands around my waist and turn me around so everyone could see me. "Hey guys, he has a dick just like a horse" he would say. "Skin that puppy back so you look like the rest of us" he scolded in jest. Sam came over once when Mike was holding me and said "Hey, if he won't skin it himself, looks like we'll have to do it for him." I was semi-hard at this point and Sam reached down to my dick and pulled the foreskin back as Mike held me at bay. When Sam's fingers touched my hardening dick, it started to get even harder. For a few seconds, every time Sam pulled the foreskin back to expose the head of my dick and let go, the foreskin would slide back and cover it again. Little did I realize at the time that in essence, Sam was slowly beating me off. Finally, my dick would get hard enough that the foreskin would stay in place but my dick would be as hard as a iron pipe. The other guys watching would soon get hard too, but that was the end of the playing we did.
By the next year, my body hair was getting thicker and curlier. It turns out that Sam and I became friends as we were both accepted to the swimming team. I was becoming quite a swimmer at the time. I don't remember now if it was the coach's idea or Sams, but that year we decided to shave ourselves. We had heard that swimmers regularly shaved their bodies to reduce water drag in the pool. As we were both getting into competition, every small item that could increase our speed was fair game. My first shaving was at Sams house. We were in his room talking about an upcoming meet when he said "You know, I think I am going to shave for the meet with Wilson". I joked with him that he only had peachfuzz and that shaving would not help him get girls any faster. "Naw" he said, "I'm going to shave a few seconds off my time by shaving my body. It'll be neat!" I was surprised at his suggestion and didn't know what to say. "Well, I think you are crazy. You can't even reach half the hair on your body. How are you going to do it?" I asked.
We discussed many ways of his shaving, but it always came back to him not being able to effectively shave his back or asshole where he had some hair. I asked him why he needed to shave his asshole anyway because it would be coved by his Speedos. "If I am going to shave my body, I'm not going to do it half-assed" he grinned. He decided to use a razor and alot of lather. This was before shaving gels and he must have had a lot of guts! He went to his bathroom and got a razor and filled the sink up with hot water. "Well, let me know how it goes" I said as I walked towards the door. He pleaded with me to wait, just in case he butched himself. Why I stayed, I wasn't sure at the time. We had seen each other naked in the shower about a hundred times and had seen each other hard too, so it shouldn't be a shock I thought.
Sam got out of his shirt and pants and dropped his briefs. He lathered up his legs and went to work. We talked about a lot of things as he slowly drew that razor across his body, pulling the hair off as he went. A few times as he lifted his leg to get underneath, I felt my dick twitch and had to reposition it. Sam lathered up his chest and slowly removed all of the hair from it too. When it came time, he realized that because of the size of his arms, he could not reach all of his back. I was chosen to do the honor. I very carefully, with my heart in my throat, lathered his back and slowly removed the remaining hair from it. When he leaned over and said "Lather my ass and get to work", I almost fainted!
As the palms of my hands slowly and deliberately followed the curve of his ass spreading lather, my dick could not get any harder. It was straining at the fabric. It's what the guys at school called a jeans seamer! With great care, I removed the hair from Sams ass and tenderly shaved near his asshole. The pink color was quite sexy and every once in a while, I could see the flesh move in and out as I got the razor near it.
Finally Sam was hairless from his shoulders down and he stood looking at himself in the mirror. His dick was also hard, but since I was clothed, he didn't know that I too was hard as a rock. "Your turn" he commanded, like a barber late for dinner. I froze in place. "Hey, I'm not going to do that" I stated, although I had to admit to myself that his hairless body turned me on. "Well I sure as hell amd not going to be the only one in the showeroom like this. Besides, your hair isn't all that noticeable. Get in there. Don't let me down Buddy. We are teammates and teammates stick together."
He guided me into the bathroom and before I knew it, I too was naked. He was lathering me up. It was quite a feeling having his hands all over my body. My dick stuck straight out. "Get that dick under control or I might just let this razor slip" he joked as I felt the sharp blade lightly skim my body. He was turning and moving me so that he could get every hair off me. With the skill of a surgeon he wielded that razor and soon I too was hairless. While he was shaving my back I couldn't help but think of his bare body being so close to me. That hard dick of his so near me, my body trembling a few time, although unnoticeable to him.
We stood next to each other in front of that full-length mirror, just looking at what we had done. My eyes were directed to our pubic areas and I now remembered what we had looked like in the shower last year when he first grabbed at me. The more I looked at us, the better we looked, or should I say, the more I got used to what we looked like. Sam was pulling his dick down so that he could look at the hairless spot over it where his fine pubic hair used to be. I did the same. We looked for spots we missed and Sam found one on me. He was kneeling down in front of me and pulling down my engorged dick. The head was poking out from the foreskin and his warm right hand just rested on it for a while while his right index finger rubbed my pubic area looking for hairs. He went and got the razor and got back into position. He kept pulling down on my dick to get it out of the way as he touched up the spot he had missed earlier. A tiny drop of pre-cum had formed on the tip of my dick. He noticed this as he was scraping a few stray hairs off my dick. He just touched it with his finger and without looking up, wiped it on my chest.
I checked Sam out too. There were a few spots with hair on them, but I was able to deftly remove them. I had to handle his dick and balls some while I remove a few stubborn lingering hairs. This was the first time that I had ever handled some other guys "equipment". I found it an odd sensation to say the least. As I touched Sams dick or balls, his dick would jump up some and I could clearly see the veins puslate on the side of his tube. I then had to check his ass to make sure that there was no hair there. As I touched his ass, I could see his pink asshole flutter some as it puckered in and out. I was laughing to myself as I would play a little game with Sam. I would touch the skin near his asshole just to see the puckering occur. I had to be very careful with the razor so I would not cut him.
When I was done and ready to get dressed, Sam started complaining that I had given him razorburn. It seems that I had scraped a little too much near his ass and under his balls. He went to the medicine cabinet and took out a squeeze bottle of Solarcaine lotion which I had to run near his asshole. He was bending over and I was standing behind him slowly massaging the lotion over his asscheaks and right up to his hole. My hands made small and large circles on his ass and I rubbed the lotion into the skin. While my hands slowly worked their way under his balls, his asshole really started to twitch. I was really getting into this now!
I turned him around and rubbed more lotion onto his balls and up the shaft of his dick when all of a sudden it started jerking almost uncontrolably. Without warning, milky white sperm shot out of his rod and all over my chest. Seeing this, Sam pushed me onto my back and directed his cum into my bare pubic area. I was speachless but he broke the silence with "See what you did to me!" and smiled a wry smile. Before I could gather my thoughts, he was on top of me with his back towards my face and was spreading the cum all over my hard dick. I couldn't get up but I knew what he was doing. He was jerking me off and was using his own sperm to do it! I was beating on his back with my fists, but as he beat me more, my fist pounding became softer.
I really liked the feeling of another man's hand on my dick, yet I was turned off by it somewhat too. These mixed feelings began to fade as I approached orgasm. By now, I was going with the flow and cared less who was working my dick. Sam lifted his ass up towards my face and quickly put his hot mouth on my dickhead which was protruding from its sheath. He began bobbing his head up and down on my swolen diak and sucked for all it was worth. I was almost ready to cum and found the my breathing was quite strong. I realized that as I exhaled, I was blowing my breath directly into his pink asshole. It was puckering with every breath!
I now could feel my cum making its way from my balls and up the shart with that familiar tingling sensation. In just seconds, I was shooting cum into Sams mouth and he was swishing it around all over the head of my dick. He also was fingering my balls and that made me shoot even more cum! Sam finally sucked my dry and I had nothing else to give him. I was exhausted. He rolled off of me and I just lay there panting. I could feel light finger pressure massaging lotion all over my body. I didn't care, and couldn't have moved if I did. My energy was spent.
I don't know how much later it was, but I opened my eyes to see Sam standing up facing me and jerking off. His dick was pretty limp as I think the Solarcaine had numbed it quite a bit. I lay there for about 5 minutes watching him stand there watching me. I mindlessly started fondling my own dick as he did the same to himself. The feeling was fantastic as I moved my other hand all over my smooth body. I was in second heaven.
Soon we both got into the shower and washed off the cum-encrusted lotion and I went home. We hadn't talked much during our outing, but I am sure that Sam knew that I wouldn't mention to anyone what had happened because I also was a participant. When I got to the privacy of my bedroom, I stripped down and looked at myself in the full-length mirror. I was really beginning to like the look of my new shaved body! That night, I jerked off and found that I was shooting more sperm on myself than I used to. It must have been the completely naked feeling I was experiencing that made this so.
The next day was our last practice day before the big swimming meet on Saturday. I purposefully got to the gym late so that I could get dressed without anyone seeing my shaved pubes. My swim times amazed even me. I had cut a couple seconds off my previous fastest score! The coach called me over after practice while the rest of the guys headed to the showers. Coach told me that if I could swim that well Saturday, we had a good chance of winning the meet. He spoke as though I was the kingpin of the team. This was a first!
When I got into the showers, all the guys were standing there with the water off. Sam was smiling. All of a sudden the guys lunged at me and started patting me on the back and shoulders. "Way to go!", "Do it like that, Saturday" were the comments. Then I felt someone touching my waist and all of a sudden there were shouts of "Do it", "Do it". My briefs came down and I was standing there start naked and totally bare. The guys were stripping me down and started carrying me through the locker room towards the main hallway. As they carried me out to the locker room were the lights were brighter, Tim noticed that I was shaved and started hollering and whooping. Everyone joined in as the made a circle around me so I could not hide. "Why he shaved every bit of hair off his body" someone said. I got a good deal of razzing by all. All I could say in my defense was "Hey, if it can help me swim faster, why not?" That statement took a few seconds to sink in, but when it did, most guys began to agree. I HAD broken my own record!
"Shit man, shaving under your suit can't help" said Milo. "Well, it didn't hurt" I replied. I told them that it made me feel so different that I could feel every muscle and could concentrate on what my body was doing every minute. As I made this kind of shit up, I looked around for Sam to get some kind of reinforcement. He was nowhere to be found. He later told me that his ride had come early and he had left. Yeah, he left ok, left me holding the bag! I was hoping for an easier time.
HOWEVER, the next day, my teammates kept asking me how I had shaved myself without cutting myself. Sam said "Hell, it's easy. I did myself last night. Stop by my place after school today and I'll give you some lotion. I didn't go over, but I hear that most of the team did! I guess that they shaved themselves too, because we set three new school time records that Saturday and I was the fastest!
But that was then. Now I don't shave my armpits because the hair is too coarse and I get a rash when I sweat. Everything else below the shoulders gets shaved though. I really get turned on when I finish surfing and strip down and lay on the towel; Naked as a Jaybird! Through my mostly closed eyes, I can see the guys near me stare at my smooth body. On nude beaches you can get stared at, but these guys really take in what I look like hairless; except for that long flowing hair on my head. Sometimes I wonder just how many of them go home and start shaving their own bodies. I then have to turn over so my rock hard hardon doesn't show,
I have had a number of relationships since Sam and I shaved each other (a few with Sam himself before he moved away). I guess that I will always embrace that special first time with a guy because I learned a lot from Sam and he helped me to realize just what an exhibionist I really am!