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!