The New Haircut Regime

By Jamie

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The new haircut regime

A young’s boy mother decides to cut his hair herself, the only problem is that she wants him naked as she does it. He is not keen but has no choice

My name is Christoph, and this is my story. I was a quiet shy boy aged 12 who lived with my mother in our 6^th floor flat in a residential part of the city. It was just the two of us at home as my father had a long time ago left. Grandmother lived nearby and often visited giving support to my Mum and my Aunt was also a frequent caller. We were a close family. Times were tight, and Mum was always looking for ways to save money. My Mum was a strict woman and trucked no arguments from me over anything. She would not hesitate to spank me if she thought I deserved punishment.

One idea Mum had was to cut my hair herself. Hairdressers were so expensive she thought it was silly wasting precious money on a boy’s haircut when after all I only needed a short back and sides cut. It wasn’t as if it needed styling. So, from then on once a month my mum decided to cut my hair at home in our flat right in the hall by the front door.

And so, it came to that first haircut one Saturday morning. I’d just had my breakfast but was still in my pyjamas when she called me into the hall.

“Right Christoph” she said placing the high kitchen stool in the middle of the hallway. “You know I have wonderful an idea.”

“What are you talking about mum?”   I was intrigued and had no idea what to expect.

“Time for your haircut.” She smiled then added, “I’m going to do it myself as spending money at the hairdressers is a waste and we need it for other things.”

She gathered together on a small table the scissors and a small shaver and then looked up.

“Mum you don't know how to do it! You are not a hairdresser!”

“That's no reason to back out” she laughed it off. “Anyway, I'm confident I can do well. Come on.... “

“No, no, no!” I protested becoming more persistent.

“Yes! Yes! ...Um” Mom mused, “you know...hair gets everywhere. Right Christoph I think it best if you strip off your pyjamas whilst we cut your hair and then you can have your shower afterwards.”

I was astonished by this command as by then I had started puberty and was used to having my shower in private and keeping my bedroom door shut when I changed. My mum had not seen me naked for at least a couple of years. I started to protest, but she would have none of it.

“Mum, are you serious? You’re joking aren’t you, I’m a big boy now.”

"I'm totally serious my big boy! Your hair will get all over your pyjamas Christoph, and then they will need washing. I have no time or desire to do it. So, stop being a silly little boy and strip off now. It will be a lot easier if you are wearing nothing.”

“But Mum,” I cried, “I shouldn’t have to be naked, can’t I go and put some pants on.”

“Oh, stop being so silly Christoph. I’m your mother for goodness sake, I’ve seen you naked since the day you were born; and besides boys have no need for modesty.”

She took hold of me and stood me in front of her and whilst continuing to admonish me, undid the buttons on my pyjama top and took it off me. I stood there shirtless in front of her feeling embarrassed. She reached down and tucked her hands into the waistband of my pyjama bottoms and with a swift move pulled them down and told me to step out of them. I had no choice and so I stood there naked in front of my mother for the first time in over 2 years.

I had started puberty a few months previously and now proudly sported a few hairs around my 3-inch willy. As mom pulled pyjama bottoms down, I had automatically moved my hands to cover myself.

“Don’t you dare touch your penis! Hands by your side” ordered mom in a tone of such surprise.

“Mom I didn’t! I’m naked!” I didn’t do as I was told.

“The fact you're naked doesn't give you the right touch your penis! What kind of nonsense! Move your hands away!"

I was so embarrassed that I still didn't move them, I was keep trying cover my private parts

“What did I say? Hands! Now!”. Her voice become more stringent, she grabbed my hands and pulled them away, so she could look at me standing there completely naked in front of her. Sure, she looked at my willy and my private parts! She stepped back looking at me, I immediately covered up again in my shyness, and that made her cross.

“You are trying my patience! Christoph stop being silly, I’m your mother, you should not be shy in front of me.” She removed my hands forcibly and then in a blink of an eye, she turned me around and placed my hands on the stool bending me over. I never even got to realize what was coming as a couple of sharp spanks were delivered to my bare bottom. They stung, and the noise echoed round the hall.

“Turn around! let me look at you. Now!”

This time I did as she ordered. My bottom was on fire and I wanted to avoid aggravating the situation. For several seconds she looked at me from head to foot and seeed to hold her gaze on the willy and balls.

“I see you are becoming a young man Christoph.” she smiled, no doubt she was talking about my pubic area adding to the sense of my shame.

“Mum let me put some pants on. Please.”

“There could be no question of doing that! Is that clear? I don’t want to wash your clothes. That's enough! Now, it is time for that haircut, sit on the stool upright and place your hands by your side. What are you waiting for?”

I realised by now that this was not the time for any more argument, so did as I was told.

“And remember We must have a talk about the changes in your body soon. It is my duty to see that you are taught about such things. We shall talk about this later.”

Soon, my mum was chatting away about all sorts of stuff as she cut my hair, the black hairs falling onto my bare skin, tickling me at times. I was kind of dumbstruck by the situation, here was I naked and exposed, whilst my mum carried on as if everything was perfectly normal. Didn’t she realise how embarrassing it was for me and now she was talking   about giving me the birds and the bees talk – how awful would that be! I shuddered at the thought of it. I had discovered masturbation and enjoyed doing it alone in my bedroom at night, but the last I wanted was for my mum to tell me about it.

Whilst sitting on the stool, I tried to keep my legs as tightly closed together as possible in order to hide my willy from my mother. She smiled at me clearly noticing what I was doing,

“Just relax Christoph”

I wished I could, but I just couldn’t; I’d never felt so embarrassed. I had gotten extremely shy about aged 10 and now having started puberty that shyness had increased. This exposure was killing me.

Happily, she was soon finished, and she disappeared into her bedroom with the instruction for me to say where I was. She emerged with one of hair brushes and told me to stand up hands by my side. Once again, I felt a deep humiliation at being exposed in front of her. Instinctively I moved hands to cover penis but stopped myself. I did not whether she had glanced at my willy and testicles or not, because I stared at the floor as soon as I stood up trying to avoid eye contact.

She then proceeded to brush me down, the bristles were scratchy against my skin, but she did it quite gently. Some of my hair had fallen into my lap when she was cutting it and   as the brush got nearer that area, she paused and then put the brush on the   stool, so she could use her hand to brush the hairs away, touching my willy as she did. This caused it to twitch and wiggle.

She laughed and said, “your willy is saying hello”. She continued to brush the hair away and some got nestled into the pubic hair, she moved the brush to her left hand and used the right to brush the hairs away. This of course caused my willy to stir and grow a little under her touch. It grew to half way erect, I just couldn’t stop it, it had mind of its own. My mum said nothing, but she did smile. I just blushed more than I think I had ever done.

She finished and stepped back appraising her handiwork, “yes much better” she said, taking in my now short hair.

“Now fetch the broom from the kitchen please and sweep up the hairs and then put them in the bin.”

“Mum maybe can I dress before?”

“Of course not! Your body is covered all over with hair! What are you talking about?”

“But mummy”

“Christoph you’re once again trying my patience. It’s not a big deal to be bare bottom in front of your mum.”

“But I’m not just bare bottom”

“Your exposed willy is not a big deal too. Put the stool back as well. Thank you. Do it before you go and get your shower.”

And with that order, she picked up her stuff and walked back into her bedroom. I hurriedly   moved the stool back into kitchen, and grabbing the broom quickly swept up the hairs and   with the dustpan and brush put them in the bin. All this time I was afraid mum could back into the hallway to oversee me, but she didn't.

With everything back to how it was before, I rushed off to the shower. First time in many years I forgot to lock the bathroom door because of the stress. I still couldn't believe all that time I had been absolutely naked in front of my mum! I'm not a small child anymore! I have some pubic hair! She saw it. She could see my naked bottom, even worse saw my penis and testicles! Oh my God this was worst time in my life.

I tried to calm down and I was soon relaxing under the hot spray of water when I’m became aware the door opening and my mum entering carrying a fresh towel. I was stunned by my mother's appearance thank God she could not see me through the curtain.

"I'm glad you stopped locking the door. Do not close the door from now on, understood? And honey, make sure you wash your hair properly please”, as she left me alone for the first time that morning. What an embarrassing start to the day.

A few weeks went by and I had hoped my mum might forget about cutting my hair herself and allow me to go the barbers like all other boys. But no such luck. It was Saturday morning and I was in the kitchen having my breakfast still in pyjamas when mother came in holding her diary

"Yes, as I thought, " she said, "time for your haircut, it is 4 weeks since your last one. And Granny and Aunty are coming over later, so it will be nice to have your hair smart." I tried to convince her that I should go to the barbers, but she was not going to change her mind.

"No Cristoph, I will do it, I am just going to the shops and I will do it when I get back. In the meantime, please do the washing up and take all your things to your bedroom and tidy that up too. Understood? Good."

She then grabbed her purse and bag and left our flat. After finishing breakfast, I found there was a lot of washing up to do and so tidied away my things first and made sure my bed was made and my room tidy. I knew how much my mother liked things to be just so when Granny visited, and I didn’t want a spanking from her.

I was still in my pyjamas doing the washing up when there was a knock on the door. I went to answer it and to my surprise it was my Aunty.

"Hello Christoph, " she said, "how are you? I’m early but your mother called as she wanted some of my fresh herbs for her special meat stew she us going to make. I take it she is not back from the shops yet? "

Before I could have a chance to reply she had bustled past me into the flat, taking her coat off. I followed her into the kitchen where she saw the washing up.

"Don’t mind me sweetie, get on with the washing up, I’ll put the kettle on. "

I carried on and she chatted merrily away. My aunty is much younger than my mum and not married. She lives in her own place and is a lot of fun.

Shortly after as I was doing the last pots, Mum arrived home with the shopping. She greeted my aunt with a big hug and soon they were chatting over a cup of coffee. I finished the washing up and made to leave hoping I could just go and get dressed, but unfortunately my mother was having none of it.

"I’ve started cutting Christoph’s hair myself, Ludmilla," she said speaking to her sister. "It is a simple short back and sides and hairdressers cost so much these days. "

My aunt nodded in agreement, " a good idea sister" she said.

My mother picked up the kitchen stool and placed it in the hallway chatting away as she got all her equipment ready.

"Right young man let’s get this haircut, come on you know the drill, off with these pyjamas please." She smiled at her sister. "We can’t have hair all over his pjs can we, come on Christoph we haven’t got all day, now please.”

I was astonished, my mum was now demanding I get naked not just in front of her but my Aunty too! I thought about arguing but saw that look on her face which meant a spanking if I disobeyed, so I reluctantly begun to take my pyjama top off

"Boys are way too modest don’t you think Ludmilla? "

"Oh yes totally agree, you remember how little Sergei was?" They both laughed Uncle Sergei was their little brother who worked in another city. I didn’t understand their comment at that point. My legs grew weak as I realized that now I would have to strip in front of my aunt. I could feel my willy twitching with fear bur knew I had no choice. I slowly moved my hands toward the waistband of my pajamas, pulled off my bottoms, stepped out of them and stood there naked in front of them. I wanted placed my hands over my crotch covering my privates but mustered up all my courage I did not move not wanting to show now deep my humiliation was.

Aunty Ludmila looked at me, to my horror she was staring right at my penis and balls

"Such an obedient boy. I see he has started puberty Daphne.”

"Yes, indeed he has”

"So sweet that he is not shy about being naked". I could have just died from my Aunt’s comments, what is more, she was smiling too as she was actually enjoying the sight and of course she saw my humiliation. The last phrase she said was more like mockery!

“Нe is used to being naked, sister.” My mom smiled at me. “It's not his first nude haircut. By the way we must have conversation about puberty Christoph, but first haircut, sit down please."

I ran to the kitchen stool and sat down like I’d been scalded. I was ashamed, humiliated, my courage has failed me, so I stared at the floor.

So, there I was naked again. But now not only in front if my mother but also my Aunty, they chatted as my mum cut my hair. Aunt casting a glance at me all the time. I just sat there trying to think of other things rather than about being naked, but it was not easy.

"It’s funny seeing Christoph like this, naked" my Aunty was saying, "reminds me of when Mother use to cut Sergei’s hair, he used to squirm like mad when the hair tickled his skin" she laughed.

"Yes”, agreed my mother, "that’s what gave me the idea, he was a funny boy when he was little wasn’t he?"

"Remember how he used to run around the flat after his evening bath naked, his little willy bouncing up and own. So funny.” My Aunty was giggling by now, " do you do that Christoph?”

I shook my head unbelieving what I was hearing, my hands instinctively covering myself

"Oh no, young Christoph thinks he’s too old for such things, don’t you darling?"

"But he’s only 12, Sergei was stull prancing around at 14".

"Yes, but you forget dear sister, that little Sergei was a late developer, our boy here is already becoming a man"

"Pfff” said my aunty, “it doesn’t matter he is still small and a boy in the mind, even if the boys willy is growing. I always try and encourage the boys in my class to stay young and free at school, to play, climb trees and not to grow up too quickly. "

"Umm interesting, I can see your point" said my mother, "it’s sad when children grow up too early. Christoph do you hear that?"

My Aunty was a middle school teacher, teaching 9-13 year olds.

"Yes, mother but I am almost 13"

"Almost is not the same as" she replied and added “Place your hands by your side. Aunt will think you are touching yourself”. Mother remark caused Ludmila to look at me and chuckle a bit. I immediately let my hands fall to my sides exposing the tip of my penis. I felt so embarrassed knowing both mom and aunty all the time monitoring my exposed genitals.

I thought the day had started badly at that point sitting their naked listening to my aunt and mother talking about boys running around naked, but it was about to get a whole lot worse. The doorbell rang, my Aunt went to answer and moments later my grandmother was bustling in to the flat. I couldn’t believe it.

"Awww my little grandson" she said not batting an eye at me sitting their naked, "give your granny a hug" arms open wide.

“Mom I can’t hug her. I’m naked and hair you cut is all over my shoulders and legs.” I whispered in the panic.

“Of course, you can!”, answered mother “Come on; give a hug to your granny. I'm sure granny doesn’t care about your exposed floppy willy.” Mother smiled.

I knew I had no choice but to stand up and do as I was told. I did not dare cover my fully exposed penis despite the burning desire to do it.

I stood and was soon held in the vice like grip of my grandmother as she hugged me. Then her arms holding both mine at a distance as she stepped back and examined my naked body from top to toe holding her gaze at my privates.

She smiled and then looked at her daughters,

“Is he being punished by being naked?”

“No mother, I’m his hairdresser right now” giggled my mother “I don’t want to wash his clothes”.

"Ah I see! Christoph reminds me of when Sergei was little", my mother and aunt smiled at this same memory of which they had been talking. My grandmother continued, "I see Daphne our boy is becoming a man, his little willy has hairs. Have you given him the talk daughter, it is important the boys have the talk. You know that. Have you? "

"No not yet mother" She replied. " haven’t had the time it’s been so busy"

"Well," said my grandmother in her strong matriarchal head of the family way she often spoke when it was clear she expected to be listened to, “we shall to remedy that today"

I wondered what she meant but in truth realised it was now not going to be a fun afternoon, cooped up with them all, I hoped mum would let me go out and play. But first as my mother reminded everyone, my hair needed finishing, which she proceeded to do, whilst grandmother and my aunt busied themselves in the kitchen preparing lunch.

Soon the hair was cut, mum once again emerged with hair brush to brush me down and this time brush several times quite gently touched my willy and pubic area causing me semi-erection. I was worried that mom would draw granny’s and aunt’s attention but lucky for me she did not.

I stood up hoping to escape but mum reminded me to put the stool back and sweep up the hair as before. I did as I was told and soon had pan and brush in my hand kneeling down on the floor sweeping up my hair, my willy sticking out, I felt like it was waving a big hello as the 3 women watched me work. No doubt the women saw my difficulty and red cheeks. My heart was beating fast as never before. I tried to calm down but couldn't handle with my body reaction under the eyes of ladies.

"He does look like Sergei a fair bit" my aunt was saying. She was all smiles.

"Only a smaller willy though" laughed my grandmother, “remember how you girls used to tease poor Sergei over his big willy, he was big even as a boy.”

They all laughed, and I quickly finished up the task, and put the hair in the bin. I started to walk out the kitchen to go my bedroom but was stopped by my grandmother.

"Daphne, I think now, don’t you agree Ludmilla?" My aunt nodded vigorously.

“Mom can I have a bath first and get my clothes back?”

But, it was obvious my mother bowed granny’s decision.

“Of course not, honey, listen to your grandmother. You can take a bath after our conversation. Haven’t you grown used to being without clothes yet? Boy should not to be so modest.” she patted my back.

I looked imploringly at her, but she just added, “do as you are told. It is time for that talk, be a good boy do not give me reason punish you in front of our guests.”

And so, I found myself naked (and a bit scared) sitting on the rug in the living room, looking up at my Aunt, Mother and Grandmother who seated on the sofa and the single armchair we had.

My Grandmother started to speak, “Now you have started puberty Christoph we have to what we call in the family “The Talk”. All the boys have had the talk including your Uncle Sergei, and now you as the first of the next generation. It is important you know and understand the responsibility you have as the holder of a penis.” I shuddered at the use of the word penis, it sounded so formal.

Mother then started to ask me if I understood the changes happening in my body, and if I knew what else would happen.

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