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WHEN LOVE COMES - PART 5
When spring finally came that year, it was beautiful. I was enjoying life. My classes were winding down for the semester; Ron and I were still fucking about once a week, and my contract with the university had been renewed for three more years.
Kevin and Kathy Williams, their two girls, and I continued to eat pot luck dinners at my house once or twice a month. I always looked forward to those occasions. The food was always good. I really liked the girls who seemed to grow another inch or two between the times I saw them. Heather was now almost four, and Allison was twenty-two months. The adults also continued spending the later hours of the evening after the kids had gone to sleep sitting in the hot tub having great conversations and drinking wine or beer.
It was Friday of the third week of May. Exams were over, and I was again free for the summer. Kevin and Kathy and the girls were due to come over that evening for dinner. It was early afternoon, and I'd been working out in the yard most of the day wearing nothing but a pair of sandals when I heard the sound of a car coming in my driveway.
One of the great things about my house was that I was far enough away from the road and isolated enough by the trees to have some warning when any one started in the driveway. That gave me enough time to pull on a pair of shorts before the person would come into the small clearing in which the house stood.
When I heard the car I grabbed a pair of cotton gym shorts that I kept in the garage just for such occasions. I pulled them on and came out of the garage just as Kevin pulled up. I could tell that he was up to something when he got out of the car. He had one of those grins that told you there was a joke afoot.
We greeted each other with a brotherly hug, and I said, "Okay, Kev, what's up?"
"I need your help for a little surprise for Kathy." He was grinning so broadly that I knew this had to be a good one.
"Sure, but tell me what it is first," I laughed.
"Well," he began, "you know how Kathy's always kidding me about being a gorilla who escaped from the zoo." Kevin was one of the hairiest men I'd ever seen, and one of the best looking. He had silky coal black hair all over his body. The hair on his head was thick and softly curled around his collar and down on to his forehead. His beard was so dark that he often shaved twice a day. He also had incredibly dense patches of black hair under his arms and around his uncut cock and low hanging balls. The rest of his body was covered with black hairs about an inch or so long. You could see his skin in between the hairs, so he really didn't look like a gorilla except on his chest where the hair was thicker and longer but not as thick or long as his pubic hair.
"Well, I some times think she's right," I replied. "So what's the joke?"
"I want to shave my hair off," he said with a straight face.
My mouth must have dropped down to my toes with that one because he just started laughing. "And you're going to help me."
I started to laugh and choke at the same time. "What do you mean 'help you'?"
He looked right in my eyes and said, "You're the one who's doing the shaving. I've got all the stuff in the car." He dug into the back seat of the car and came up with a bag of disposable razors and two cans of shaving cream. I realized at that moment that he was serious.
He said he had it all planned out. I would shave him then he would keep his body covered until we went into the hot tub that evening. Kevin wanted me to do the shaving. When I asked him how much he wanted shaved, he first said everything, but then thought about it for a second and said everything but under his arms and around his dick.
By the time we had worked out the plan we were already into our second beer. We decided first to soak in the hot tub to soften up his body hair. Even with all of the shaving cream that he'd brought Kevin was afraid that the shaving would hurt. We stripped naked and took our beers to the hot tub and soaked for about half an hour.
After soaking in the tub, we went back into the house, both of us still naked. I had Kevin stand in the shower tub while I spread the shaving cream on his back, chest, and upper arms. He looked like he was wearing a white jacket. I told him to stay there to let the shaving cream soak in for a second, but actually I used the excuse to get my camera. When he saw the camera, he tried to cover himself, but I assured him that I would be developing the film and could crop out anything that he didn't want exposed before the final print. He moved his hands away from his crotch and actually started doing some playful poses.
We were both giggling like school girls when I started shaving him. I took long straight strokes with the razor down his back. When his back was done, Kevin looked around at himself in the mirror, gave a wolf whistle, and then announced that I had to shave his ass. I was really getting into the whole process at this point so I obligingly spread the shaving cream over both ass cheeks and around his hips to the beginnings of his pubic hair in front.
I told him to spread his legs; he did, and I put more shaving cream between his legs and into the crack of his ass. While I was putting the cream between his legs, my hand brushed against his low hanging balls and I felt my dick give a jump.
"Kevin," I said, "I'm trying to control myself, but when a gay guy touches another man, some things just happen automatically."
He laughed. "It's okay. For any guy things begin to go on automatic when someone touches his balls. It least my dick will be pointing outward so you won't accidentally cut it off!"
I decided to let the shaving cream soak into his ass for a while so I stood up and turned him around to face me so I could start on his chest. When I glanced down, it was obvious that some things were happening automatically for both of us.
I started shaving his chest using the same technique as on his back. Long straight strokes that quickly removed the hair from his chest. He breathed a sigh of relief when I didn't nick either of his nipples with the razor.
I stopped and took a couple more pictures before returning to the shaving. This time I started on his torso and abdomen below his pecs. The easiest way for me to avoid shaving too far down into his pubic bush was to place the edge of my left hand on his lower abdomen so that my middle and index fingers were resting on the base of his dick. That way I was able to use the same long stroke technique by starting at the base of his pecs and running the razor down his belly to my hand. By the time I was done with his stomach, his dick was standing out away from his body at a perpendicular and mine was up against my stomach.
I had him turn around so I could start shaving his butt. I asked him to bend over and touch his toes which stretched the muscles of his buttocks making it easier to shave. After first warning him what I was about to do, I put my left hand between his legs cupping his balls in the palm of my hand and protecting the skin around his anus with my thumb so I was able to shave even into the crack of his ass without damaging any sensitive areas.
When his rear end was as smooth as a baby's I had him stand up again while I put shaving cream on the back of his thighs. I stopped with his knees because both of us had realized that he wouldn't be able to wear shorts until the hair grew back if I shaved below the knees.
I turned him around and put the shaving cream over the fronts of his thighs and up into his pubic hair. I was sitting on the edge of the bath tub, so when he turned to face me his erection was right in my face. His foreskin was now stretched back so that almost the whole head of his penis was exposed, and as I watched a drop of precum oozed out of the piss slit at the end of his dick.
While waiting for the shaving cream to soak into the hair on his thighs, I began shaving around his pubic bush. Again the most efficient method seemed to be to place my hand over the base of his penis to protect it and his balls while I shaved. When I first put my hand over the base of his penis, he involuntarily flexed his knees and pushed his hips slightly toward me.
Compared to some other areas of his body, shaving his thighs was extremely easy.
I leaned back to admire my handiwork, and he said, "You're not done yet. You have to do my balls."
I took a big swallow and agreed. I had him get out of the bath tub and sit on the edge of the toilet seat. He leaned back and spread his legs and I knelt in between them.
"I've been in this position before, Kev, but it was never for this reason."
"First time for everything. Just be damn careful down there!"
And I was careful. By stretching the skin of his scrotum and using short strokes of the razor I was able to take the hair off his balls without taking off one of his balls. Of course that also meant that my hand was all over his balls and dick. The precum was flowing constantly by this point, and I think the slippery precum helped make the shaving easier.
I stood up and put the razor on the sink. "What do you think?"
He stood and looked in the mirror. After turning around to see all sides, he announced, "Definitely a new fashion trend. I'm going to be in big trouble if Kathy decides that she wants me to stay this way."
"You're going to be in big trouble when all that hair starts to grow back out."
"Yeah, well right now, we both have a different kind of trouble," he said as he grasped his cock with his right hand. He moved his hand up and down and I watched as the head of his dick was first covered by the foreskin and then reappeared.
"I need to jack off, and so do you," he said nodding in the direction of my cock. "We can either take care of ourselves here, or we can go into separate rooms, but I have got to jack off."
I didn't say anything in reply. Instead, I took my dick in my right hand and began to jack myself. We both stood there in the bathroom facing each other and stroked our throbbing cocks. I was mesmerized watching him work on his dick. The sight of the head of his penis being alternately covered and uncovered as he jacked off heightened my own sensations and I began to move my hands in rhythm with his.
Kevin was the first to come. He arched his back, threw his head back and his whole body jerked as the first spurt of cum landed on my knee. I climaxed just after that with my load hitting the floor between Kevin's feet.
When our bodies stopped jerking from our climaxes, he simply smiled and said, "Awesome! Now let's get this mess cleaned up."
Kevin and I cleaned up the drops of shaving cream, hair, and cum off the bathroom floor and washed down the shower area. He took a shower and then put his clothes back on and left the house. Both of us were anxious to see how Kathy would react to the "new" Kevin.
Kevin, Kathy and the girls came out to the house about six that evening. Kevin had on long pants and a light weight turtle neck shirt so the results of our shaving adventure in the afternoon weren't visible. He and I kept exchanging glances during dinner. Kathy caught a couple of the glances, so by the time dinner was done, she knew that Kevin and I were up to something.
After dinner, we put some on a Walt Disney video for the girls. While they watched the video, we had coffee in the dining room. Kathy wanted to know what was going on. Kevin and I just giggled and told her that it was a surprise and she would have to wait. She was really curious about why Kevin and I were acting like two guilty adolescents, but in the end, she had to wait.
When the video was over, Kevin volunteered to put the girls to bed. I told him to put them in the upstairs bedroom and he hustled the two of them off up the stairs to get on their pajamas and brush their teeth. Kathy and I started cleaning up the dinner dishes.
The girls came back down the stairs to get a good night kiss and hug from their mother and from me. Then they headed back up to the bedroom where Kevin waited for them with a bedtime story.
It was past nine when Kathy and I finished cleaning up the kitchen. I grabbed some towels from the laundry room, and she and I went into my bedroom to get undressed for the hot tub.
We took the towels out to the deck, placed them on one of the deck chairs next to the tub, and then she and I removed the cover from the tub. Kathy got into the tub while I went back into the house to get some wine and glasses.
So far, the evening had gone along pretty much like usual. The normal bedtime routine at my house was for one of them to get the girls settled into their bed while the other one and I cleaned the kitchen and get into the hot tub. The one with the "kid duty" would join us in the hot tub as soon as the girls had fallen asleep.
I intentionally placed myself in the hot tub so that Kathy would be across from me with her back to the house. I saw Kevin come out of the house.
He was naked, and since I was so used to seeing him with his coat of hair, his body looked very white in the moon light. He was almost at the edge of the tub before Kathy realized that I was looking past her and turned around.
She did a double take. Her mouth dropped open, and then she burst into laughter.
"When did that happen?" she managed to get out.
"Gary did it for me this afternoon," Kevin replied. "Like it?" He spun around on the balls of his feet to give us a total view of his body.
"Come here and let me feel it," she said still laughing.
He came over to the edge of the tub, and Kathy ran her hand over his shaved chest.
"That's really different. It doesn't feel like the same person." With a glint in her eye she ran her hand down his body and wrapped her hand around Kevin's penis. "Well, that feels the same." We all broke up.
Kevin climbed into the tub and settled down next to Kathy.
We tried to have a normal conversation, but Kathy was really fascinated by Kevin's shaved body. She kept running her hand over his chest and back. Sometimes her hand would disappear under the water, and I could tell that she was feeling his legs and ass.
Kevin in turn put his arm around her shoulder and drew her closer to him. He draped his right arm over her shoulder and began to brush his fingers across her right nipple. Even in the moonlight, I could see that her nipple was becoming erect.
I saw her extend her left arm farther down into the water and realized that she was feeling his cock. Suddenly she got a strange look on her face, turned to Kevin, and said, "There too?"
I figured she had just realized that we'd shaved his balls.
He smiled and said, "Yeah, like it?"
"I'll let you know in a little while," she replied with a look of obvious interest. Her breasts were now rounder than before and both nipples were swollen and completely erect. Kevin began playing with her right nipple by rubbing it between his thumb and forefinger.
At this point they had forgotten that I was in the tub with them. I coughed and said, "Hey, Guys. Get a room! In fact take mine. I'm going to sleep on the couch tonight. See you in the morning."
I pulled myself out of the tub. Kathy and Kevin were in the middle of a very hot kiss when I left. I'm sure they never knew I was gone.
I went into my bedroom and dried off. I turned down the covers of my bed, lit a couple of candles on the table beside the bed, grabbed some shorts and a shirt from my dresser, and headed into the living room to make up the couch for sleeping. Of course the sight of Kevin and Kathy making out in the hot tub had me worked up so I had to jack off before I could go to sleep. Since I knew they were occupied with other things, I wasn't worried about them hearing me.
When I woke up in the morning, Kathy was fixing breakfast for Allison in the kitchen. I came into the kitchen just as Kevin emerged from the bedroom. He looked at Kathy and me, grinned and gave a big wink to both of us. He told me later that they had made love in the hot tub and then again later in my bed.
It must have been some night because six weeks later Kathy called to tell me that she was pregnant.
"You have to agree to be the baby's godfather since this is partly your fault," she told me. "If it's a boy, we're going to name him Gary."
(To be continued)