Episode 01 Sunny Meets Jimmy

When he turned 20, Sunny moved to Chandigarh to start college. He was 6 feet tall, handsome Sikh guy with trimmed beard and head full of glorious black hair that reached the floor. He always kept his hair tucked under a turban outside. He had a fetish for long hair and would often get aroused so much by his own hair and used to give himself hair jobs every now and then.

With college starting, these sexy time took a backseat as the daily classes, assignments, sports kept him busy. He used to get laid every now and then with random girls who used to stalk him on Instagram and leave their numbers on DM. Sunny though sexually active, was not satisfied.

Then one day in a crowded economics lecture hall. Sunny, engrossed in his studies, couldn't help but notice the huge silky bun of the person sitting in front of him. The bun was at least as large as his own bun. Seeing this a twitch happened down his trousers. Sunny could hardly control himself and slowly and slyly put his fingers out to touch the hair. He thought the person to be a girl and was getting ready to greet her at the end of the lecture. In the meantime, the naughty Sunny kept using his fingers to loosen the bun and a few strands of hair came out of the bun. It was shiny, incredibly thick and had a fragrance of fresh strawberries.

Sunny was getting uncontrollably hard and there was already a spot of pre-cum thru his boxers on his trousers. Sunny eagerly waited for the lecture to be over to introduce himself to the owner of the sexy hair. When the lecture got over and everyone started to get up, Sunny gently touched the shoulder of the person sitting in front, expecting her to be a girl. When the person turned around to face Sunny, he was awestruck and surprised. He wasn't a girl. He was the prettiest boy Sunny had ever seen, creamy milky skin, puffy pink lips, not an ounce of facial hair.

Sunny initiated a friendly exchange. "Hi, I'm Sunny," he greeted with a warm smile.

Jimmy, with a gentle smile, responded, "Hey, I'm Jimmy. Nice to meet you."

As they walked out of the lecture hall, Sunny and Jimmy started to chat about college and life, while sunny kept stealing glances to look at his hair.

"I genuinely thought you to be a girl, jimmy. From the back side no one can tell you are a boy."

"Are you disappointed Sunny, that I turned out to be boy?", replied Jimmy.

"No, not at all. In face you are the prettiest person, be it a boy or girl I have ever seen Jimmy". Jimmy blushed as he held Sunny's hand.

They became fast friends. Sunny felt an uncanny sense of comfort and warmth when he was with Jimmy. Sunny would still get the uninvited attention of girls who tried to come up to him and ask him out, and he would politely decline them. Most of these declines were made in the cafeteria when he and Jimmy would be sharing a table for lunch. Weeks passed by and Sunny and Jimmy were kind of inseparable. Like clockwork Sunny would pick him up from hostel on his bike, both would go their classes, and in the economics class (the one they shared together), Sunny would always sit behind Jimmy to marvel his massive hair, done in a different bun style every day. Sunny would now sometime take the bangs or the stray hair that fell out of his massive bun and tuck it behind it ears. Jimmy never seemed to mind.

Once, Jimmy was wearing his hair in tight braided bun, the coils of each loop of the braid was big. Sunny couldn't stop himself and asked if he could take a picture of his bun. Jimmy blushed and said "I would love it. I always wanted someone to take some decent pictures of the hairstyles I create. From today onward it is your duty, Sunny. You will have to click a picture of my hairstyle every day." Sunny was elated. As weeks passed on, their friendship deepened. Away from the prying eyes in the college, they would go for late night motorcycle rides, Jimmy would now wear hold Sunny's hand more often than not outside college. In the college, there was a unspoken norm and they tried to not hold hands, and behaved as just good friends and fellow classmates.

However, all this while, Jimmy's hair was always up. This drove sunny crazy. He casually asked Jimmy, "Why do you always keep your hair up?" Jimmy responded by saying "Sunny, you keep your hair up in a turban all the time, and you are asking me why I keep it up." Sunny replied "Well, yes, I do have long hair, and I can't keep it open in the college or outside. I love long hair." Jimmy responded "I know Sunny. I know how you put your fingers in my bun in economic class. I am sure you are dying to see my hair in all its glory. Don't you?" Sunny couldn't contain his curiosity any longer. "Jimmy, your hair is incredible. Do you mind if I... you know, see it down?"

Jimmy, with a playful glint in his eyes, responded, "Not now. But if you're curious, you can always come to my hostel room. I'll show you my hair there."

Intrigued and excited by the prospect, Sunny agreed with a smile. The anticipation of discovering the beauty of Jimmy's unrestrained locks added an extra layer of excitement to their budding connection.

Sunny's anticipation reached its peak as he stood outside Jimmy's hostel room, the soft glow of the hallway lights casting a warm aura. When the door opened, Jimmy welcomed him with a mischievous grin, a silent acknowledgment of the shared secret about to be revealed.

"Come on in, Sunny," Jimmy gestured playfully, holding the door open. As Sunny entered, he couldn't help but notice the subtle scent of incense and the cozy ambiance of Jimmy's personal space.

"Make yourself comfortable," Jimmy teased, motioning towards the bed. "I promise, it won't be a grand unveiling. Just a simple reveal. You need to excuse me for a few minutes. And please feel free to change into something comfortable, pointing towards a satin robe that was lying on the sofa." Jimmy then disappeared inside.

Sunny then changed into the robe and took a seat on the bed, his eyes filled with a mixture of excitement and curiosity. Jimmy came out of the bathroom after a few minutes, wearing a dark pink robe, and now his hair was just in a massive bun on top of his head held by some satin scrunchies. The robe gave Sunny glimpses of Jimmy's body. His body was smooth like a piece of marble. Not a single hair on his body. And creamy skin. Sunny was rock hard just by looking at Jimmy's flawless complexion and it was getting difficult for him to control. His penis was already oozing pre cum and there was a large spot of it on his boxers. Jimmy caught Sunny's gaze and playfully asked, "Ready for the big reveal?"

Sunny chuckled, feeling a rush of excitement. "Absolutely, Jimmy. Show me the magic."

With a theatrical flair, Jimmy slowly began to unwind the scrunchie that held his knee-length black hair in a neat bun. Each twist and turn was deliberate, almost like a dance, as if he was savoring the suspense. Sunny watched in awe as the first strands of hair escaped their captivity, falling all the way down to Jimmy's knees.

Sunny's gaze was fixed on the unfolding spectacle. As the final strands were released, Jimmy's hair tumbled down like a waterfall of midnight silk, framing his face in an enchanting cascade.

Jimmy then turned around, taking all that mass of hair in his hand and in a poetic motion dropped it. It fell again like a midnight cascade down to below his knees. "There it is," Jimmy declared with a triumphant grin. "The magic of my knee-length hair."

Sunny, captivated by the sight, couldn't help but applaud. "It's more than magic, Jimmy. It's breathtaking."

Sunny couldn't resist the urge to get closer, he approached Jimmy from behind. As Jimmy turned to meet him, a knowing grin passed between them, acknowledging the unspoken connection that had blossomed in that intimate hostel room. Sunny, with a tender embrace, wrapped his arms around Jimmy's slender frame, his hands finding their way to the fragrant waves of dark silk that adorned Jimmy's back. Burying his face his sexy hair, Sunny inhaled deeply, savoring the aroma that enveloped him. The scent was a unique blend of Jimmy's strawberry shampoo, the lingering notes of incense from the room, and the personal essence that made Jimmy distinctly himself.

Sunny's heart was beating in tandem with Jimmy. His fingers traced the contours of the long, silky strands, each touch a declaration of the affection that had quietly bloomed between them. The moment, filled with the heady aroma of Jimmy's hair, was Sunny was rock hard and was poking Jimmy's cute ass through his silken curtain. Sunny continued to play with Jimmy's hair, each touch accompanied by the tender exchange of kisses on Jimmy's nape. Jimmy was getting goosebumps all around his body and Sunny was caressing his hair and his body with his manly hands.

Jimmy now turned around to face Sunny, his pink lips brushing against Sunny's with a feather-light touch. It was a kiss that ignited the fire of passion between the two. Sunny responded with a soft sigh, his heart fluttering in rhythm with the gentle dance of their lips.

As Sunny continued to run his fingers through Jimmy's hair, the kisses deepened. Jimmy's kisses were a silent language, expressing his willingness to submit to Sunny to be his, to, acceptance, and the tender acknowledgment of a connection that transcended the physical realm.

The touches became more intentional, each kiss a brushstroke in the evolving portrait of their burgeoning romance. Sunny, completely immersed in the beauty of the moment, felt the magnetic pull of Jimmy's knee-length black hair.

Jimmy then whispered in Sunny's ears, "Sunny, can you open your hair from your turban? I'd love to see it."

Sunny, knew this was the moment. The moment where he swoops Jimmy off his feet and on to his penis. With a gentle touch, he unraveled the folds of his turban. As the turban fell away, it revealed Sunny's ankle-length hair, a magnificent cascade of ebony silk that had been concealed beneath the traditional headdress. Jimmy, stunned by the breathtaking sight, found himself at a loss for words. The room seemed to hold its breath in reverence for the unveiling of such resplendent beauty. Sunny's hair, freed from the constraints of the turban, flowed like a waterfall of darkness, framing his face and trailing down to the floor. Overwhelmed by the sight, Jimmy couldn't help but reach out, fingers lightly tracing the strands of Sunny's ankle-length hair. The softness beneath his touch felt like poetry.

Without uttering a word, Jimmy embraced Sunny, the silent gesture expressing a profound understanding and acceptance and total submission of Jimmy. Jimmy then gestured Sunny to remove his clothes and Sunny obliged. His hard penis making a huge tent against his boxers. As Sunny settled onto the comfortable cushions, Jimmy stood behind him, fingers gently caressing the magnificent strands of Sunny's hair. With each stroke, Jimmy carefully gathered Sunny's hair into his hands, weaving it into a sizable bun. With the bun now taking shape, Jimmy, captivated by the tactile experience, couldn't resist burying his face into the voluminous mass of hair. The strands enveloped him like a fragrant cocoon, and he inhaled deeply, savoring the natural perfume that emanated from Sunny's hair.

Sunny, feeling the warmth of Jimmy's embrace and the delicate touch of his fingers, reveled in the unique sensation of having his hair transformed into a fragrant bun. As Jimmy continued his tender exploration of Sunny's ankle-length hair, the room seemed to hum with the shared energy of their connection. Fingers delicately danced through the silky strands, creating a mesmerizing interplay of touch and texture. In the midst of this intimate dance, Jimmy's lips brushed against Sunny's nape in a lingering kiss.

The sensation sent a shiver down Sunny's spine, eliciting a symphony of goosebumps that danced across his skin. The unexpected tenderness of the kiss heightened the emotional crescendo of the moment. Sunny, overwhelmed by the sensory symphony of hair play and kisses, closed his eyes, savoring the exquisite pleasure coursing through him. With each successive kiss on Sunny's nape, Jimmy communicated a silent language of affection, while Sunny, lost in the moment, reveled in the tender caresses that transcended the physical and delved into the realm of shared emotions.

As Jimmy continued to explore the intricate landscape of Sunny's hair, the two found themselves enveloped in a quiet yet profound exchange. Now Jimmy carefully moved his hair over Sunny's body and stood behind Sunny's huge bun. He now took his throbbing penis out from his boxers and inserted into Sunny's bun. Sunny then used one of his hands to keep his bun steady as Jimmy was starting to fuck it and with his other hand he took Jimmy's hair and wrapped in his penis and started to feel like in heaven. The rhythmic pulses of Jimmy into Sunny's bun was perfectly in sync with the stroking of Sunny's cock.

Just when Jimmy was about to explode, he pulled out his cute pink penis from Sunny's bun and bent down to whisper in his ears "I don't want to mess your hair so soon my love." Sunny responded by asking Jimmy to come and kneel down in front of him. Without delay Jimmy obeyed his command and sat down between his legs. He brought his and Sunny's hair forward and wrapped Sunny's massive penis in both their hairs together and started to suck it deep. Sunny couldn't last any longer and cummed inside Jimmy's mouth. Like an obedient wife Jimmy swallowed all of his cum.

As the hair play continued, Jimmy shifted, settling onto Sunny's lap with a playful smile. The closeness intensified the sensory experience. Sunny's arms naturally wrapped around Jimmy, and the room seemed to shrink as their connection deepened. Jimmy kept playing with Sunny and Sunny started to stroke Jimmy's cute pink cock. In a few minutes Sunny was hard again and Jimmy asked him to enter. Sunny obliged Jimmy and entered jimmy's tight ass. Sunny had never felt such tightness surrounding his penis, slowly yet steadily Jimmy accepted Sunny's full 8 inch penis inside him and started to move rhythmically. All this while both of them were cocooned in their long flowing hair all over them. As Sunny continued his thrusts, he felt a twitch in Jimmy and jimmy burst out a big load all over himself and Sunny. At the Same time Sunny came for the second time this time inside Jimmy's ass. Jimmy leaned forward and kissed Sunny.

Breaking the kiss, they exchanged soft smiles, the air heavy with the unspoken promise of their evolving love story. Sunny, still holding Jimmy close, whispered words of affection, reinforcing the tenderness that enveloped them.

As they sat there, wrapped in the warmth of each other's presence, Sunny and Jimmy felt a sense of completeness. Their love story, painted with the brushstrokes of tenderness and shared experiences, continued to unfold like a beautiful tapestry, each moment adding a new thread to the intricate pattern of their evolving romance.

As the evening unfolded Sunny and Jimmy became more and more possessive about each other. They made a promise to themselves. Jimmy will always keep his knee-length hair tied up when they were out. It was a way for Sunny to protect Jimmy from unwanted attention, a promise born out of deep love and understanding. They also decided to make their Saturdays a magical time when they dedicated an hour to each other, taking care of their long, beautiful hair. Brushing and oiling became a sweet ritual, like a gentle dance that spoke volumes about their love as they sat together, laughter and the rustling of hair created a beautiful symphony. The ritual wasn't just about grooming; it was a language of love, a way for Sunny and Jimmy to express their commitment without words. On Sundays, they would wash each other's hair in the bathroom. Sunny's fingers massaged Jimmy's scalp with care, and in return, Jimmy lovingly washed Sunny's hair. These moments were more than just chores; they were a celebration of their bond.

This was just the start of their love story. As time went on Jimmy's hair grew, and so did his femininity. What happened next? Stay tuned....