I have been shaving my cock and balls for some years now since I have found that I am much more sensitive when a lover's tongue or any other part of his body is in contact with me. In fact, it is my preference that my male lovers also be clean-shaven.
When I first met my new lover Dave, he was more than a little hirsute but I made allowances since the lovemaking was so spectacular. I had been hinting, first subtly then more openly, that I would like to shave him. After months of cajoling, he finally gave in.
After we both stripped, shared a hot shower during which I scrubbed him thoroughly and spent some time making out – just kissing and stroking each other – I pushed him back on the bed with instructions to just lay there and let me prepare. Dave had a goodly sized bush covering his balls and running almost to his belly button and back to circle his anus. Many a time, I ended up with some of his hair between my teeth whilst I sucked him or rimmed him and this was somewhat off-putting.
I went into the bathroom and prepared to accumulate what I needed; a pair of hand clippers, small scissors, a large bowl of steaming water, a couple of wash clothes, some shaving cream and a sharp safety razor (actually 2 – one normal size and one very small one). To finish off, I took the bottle of soothing lotion that I used each time I shaved myself.
Returning to the bedroom, I laid out my tools on the bedside table and then returned to the linen closet in the hall to fetch a couple of fluffy bath sheets. I brought these back into the bedroom and had Dave roll to the side away from me so I could place one of the large towels under his lower body.
I first asked him if he trusted me and was answered in the affirmative but with some trepidation; I think that after all these years, he had started equating hairiness with manliness even though I had shown otherwise when we made love. He was a magnificent lover who almost turned me inside out with he took me in his mouth or drove that beautiful cock deep inside me to fill my ass with his steaming cum! God, just thinking about it makes me hard!
I took the barber's hand clippers in hand and carefully proceeded to cut away the top layers of dark curly hair from the base of his cock up to his navel. For a man with so much lower hair, his chest was relatively hairless. I then tackled the hair surrounding his cock and balls until there remained only thick stubble. I then used the small scissors on a few stray long hairs.
Setting aside the clippers and scissors, I soaked a cloth in the hot water and wrapped it gently around Dave's cock and balls; the second heated scrap covered his lower stomach. I explained this was to soften the stubble so I could shave it closer and with less discomfort. He just smiled at me as I leaned in for a kiss of support.
I removed the cloths and laid them aside for later. I then shook the can of shaving cream and filled my hand with the foam. Taking his cock in one hand, I started to lather by hand from the balls to the tip of his cock and up his abs. As the heat of the form soaked in, he started to grow in my hand and some precum seeped out and mixed with the foam covering his cock.
"You like this, eh?" I grinned.
The response was only a deep rumble in his throat as his cock was really oozing now. With deft but careful swipes with the razor, I cleaned a swath of clear skin across his belly until it was totally bare and glistening. Next came the shaft that trembled in my hand; here I started from the bottom and slowly stroked the covered blade to the tip, removing foam and precum together. I exercised extreme caution here since his veins were pulsating as his blood flowed to grow his erection to its full 7".