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open | muse: eros | connection: alter boy, choir member, churchgoer, sinner, etc.

Ever since his breakup Pablo had been spending quite a bit of time at church. Something that the eye catching pastor had said to him in confession had stuck with him and the curly haired man figured he would pay the pastor a visit. As he approached the door, he took in a deep breath before knocking, "Uh, hey sorry for just showing up like this" Pablo stammered a bit as he entered the man's office, "I was just thinking about what you said to me in confession" he explained before taking a step further into the man's office, the scent of coffee rich in the air.

John chuckled a little at the teasing, thinking for a second about how to handle it. There was an undeniable wickedness to the back and forth, a wicked flirting that just seemed to get more and more intense between them. “Well I doubt it would go that far but I’ve been wrong before… so just as a safety measure” he said before casually dropping his pants, leaving him standing there in a pair of tight black underwear that were practically painted on. It really hid nothing, the front bulge was so prominent that the fabric actually pulled away and at just the right angle his balls were clearly visible. He smirked and held the clippers up “Go on then, lose the pants and bend over so we can get this done… no more stalling allowed”

Pablo tried his best to not stare as the other man stepped out of his pants to reveal a tight pair of black underwear. He nodded his head and agreed, "Can't hurt to be too cautious" as Pablo took off his own pants and folded them up, setting them aside. John's bulge was remarkable and he found it hard to not draw his attention from their conversation. As John held up the clippers and told to bend over, Pablo teased, "Make me" with a bit of a mischievous smirk. He hadn't yet exhausted all of his stalling techniques. "Don't you think it'd be nice to do this in the kitchen or the bedroom or somewhere else?" he asked, trying to buy himself more time, his eyes accidentally focused on John's prominent crotch.

Rick gently rubbed Liam’s upper arm as the first move of the clippers took a chunk of his hair off “I know baby, but it’s all gonna be over soon… then I’ll make you say Oh My God for a good reason” he joked, trying to make his partner laugh. He went in and did a few more motions of the clippers, careful to make sure he did the man’s hair in several large sections before taking a brief little break. He leaned in to kiss the top of his partner’s head “It’s already looking good babe, you look damn sexy no matter what and this is gonna look fucking hot” he whispered, nuzzling his partner tenderly and going to clip more of it, making sure to take occasional little breaks so he didn’t overwhelm his partner.

Liam whined as the clippers met his hair and sheared his locks off with ease, "Fuck" he exhaled as he laughed a bit at Rick's joke. He appreciated the fact that Rick was trying to keep things light and make him laugh throughout this process. As Rick grabbed sections of his hair and buzzed them off, Liam kept his eyes on the floor which was now partially covered with his hair. "I hope I look hot after all this" he teased. "You're going to have to let me borrow some of your beanies though, babe" Liam commented as he tried to not focus on the locks of hair that had just fallen to his lap. "Just know that I'm going to grow it all back before our next anniversary" he promised.

Jamie grinned as he enjoyed the stunned reaction from Max as he slowly clipped the man’s hair, “Oh I’m sure I will… but I’ve paid for much worse things” Jamie teased with a cheeky grin as he kept running the clippers through Max’s hair, moving a little and just gently rubbing his ass against the man’s lap as playfully as possible while he kept working on getting that hair nice and short and meeting regulation “Hmm, I was right, you definitely look good with any hairstyle… I’m gonna get annoyed again but for a whole other reason” he joked, making sure he finished the last few bits to have it look perfect. He made sure the back of the hair had a perfect straight line, he fixed around the ears and every little loose hair that needed to be trimmed till it was perfect. “There we go, now you look ready to enlist” he exclaimed, getting up and stepping away from Max, moving around to get behind the man and putting his hands on his shoulder, leaning down to meet Max’s gaze in the mirror “See, told ya you’d look fucking hot with this… now, go get your uniform on, let’s get this shoot done so you can take me home and fuck me so hard I pass out” he patted the man’s shoulder and casually walked over to the costumes and put his on, making sure to keep his ass poked out just to tease Max a little more for all the exhaustion he’d put Jamie through.

Max sat in silence as the clippers continued to run through his hair, shearing his signature locks one movement at a time. The only thing keeping him from freaking out at the sight of his hair on the floor was Jamie's thick ass grinding against his crotch. It was abundantly clear that this was turning Max on as his cock throbbed. He was glad that Jamie took the time to make sure that the cut he gave him looked presentable. "I feel ready to enlist" he countered with a smirk as he reached up to touch his hair and his hand was met with a short stubble, "Fuck, this feels weird" he admitted as his other hand kept Jamie's body pressed against his. "I'm going to rail you so hard after this. You won't be able to walk" he promised as Jamie got up and put his uniform on. Max did the same and stepped into the military uniform, checking out his reflection in the mirror and still unable to recognize himself. He turned to face Jamie and smacked his ass, "This is all mine" he teased.

John looked to the clippers, clearly rarely used and could tell there was a sense of nervousness about this so he was hopeful that he was going to be able to properly help the younger man “I mean yeah, it probably would get all over that shirt… might be easier to get them off since I don’t see anything we can cover ya up with” he mused, looking about casually “Here, I’ll make it even” he said before casually slipping his own shirt off and putting it over on the far off countertop and casually flexing without thinking much about it. He grabbed onto the clipper and turned them on, running it over his arm just to make sure it was working properly “Alright, lose your shirt and lean over the sink, let’s get this party started!”

It was beyond clear that Pablo was incredibly nervous about this. "Okay, you're right" Pablo pulled his shirt over his head and tossed it to the side. He tried not to stare when John returned the favor and took off his own shirt. As John flexed his muscles Pablo failed at keeping his attention anywhere else but the man's body. When the sound of the clippers filled the room, Pablo teased, "And what about my shorts? Will hair get on those too?" he was a bit surprised by his bold flirting, but the combination of wanting to stall and seeing the other man half naked was making him bold.

Rick happily leaned into the touch against his hair, biting his lip ever so lightly as he enjoyed the little moment with the man he adored so much “Well lucky me then cos I enjoy it a lot when you’re naked… you’re gonna make the buzz cut look even better than I do, I reckon that’s your superpower” he whispered playfully, turning to kiss his lover’s lips as sensually as he could “Come on, let’s get this going so I can see how damn good you look with the matching cut” he whispered before he lovingly lead his partner to his position and grabbed the clippers. He put his drink aside, slipping right behind Liam and playing with the man’s hair just a little before carefully running the clippers through his partner’s hair and started carefully cutting through his lover’s long luscious locks.

Liam returned the kiss to his man's lips and laughed at the comment that making the cut look good would be his superpower, "Oh, we'll see about that..." he replied with a shrug. Liam downed the rest of his drink before he sat down in the chair his husband had brought in. He took in the sight of his reflection in the mirror with Rick standing behind him, playing with his hair, something that always relaxed him. Soon the clippers were turned on and Liam's body tensed up as they made contact with his hair for the first time, sawing off a patch of his long locks, sending them to his lap, "Oh my god Rick" was all he could say as his eyes welled up with tears. He felt so vulnerable sitting here having what he assumed to be his most attractive physical characteristic clippered off.

“Please, like I need to get you to shave your hair so I can book your jobs… I’m sexy enough tobook them all on my own” Jamie teased, a wicked twinkle in his eyes as he just looked to the other man as he ever so casualy sat on his lap, straddling him with his thick ass just resting right on the man’s thighs with the clippers firmly held in his hand “No long play, just a short one… I want to get this shoot done, you need to have a buzz cut so we’re going to get this sorted, go have that shoot and then you’re taking me home and breeding my ass… now, excuse me, I have to make you look decent” he said before doing what he could to distract Max, namely leaning in to kiss him firmly on the lips/ It was like they had been pent up for ages, he moaned a little as he made out with the man and reached up to just run the clippers right up the back of the man’s hair to take a huge chunk out. Pulling back he chuckled “Now you gotta let me finish or it’ll look shit” he whispered, going in for more while pausing every now and then to clip off a few more inches to get the required length.

"It seems like a viable strategy" Max nodded his head. He smirked when Jamie slid into his lap so easily, his cock hardening as the man's thick ass grinded against his crotch. It served as the perfect distraction from the fact that his rival was about to shave his hair. "Oh, when we get done with this I'm taking you back home and railing you so hard" he promised in a low tone before they made out, a moan of his oan escaping when their lips finally parted. When the clippers made contact with his hair, Max whimpered slightly as the sound of his hair being cut was loud and filled up the dressing room. After the first pass, locks of hair began to fall around them. "Holy fuck" was all he could say as he knew he had no choice but to allow Jamie to finish what he had started. "You're going to pay for this" he promised in a low tone into Jamie's ear as he felt more hair tumble into their lap.

John chuckled a little as the mirrors were brought up, the idea that such a thing was a concern blew his mind “Oh please, like you’re going to need to have those things covered up. You’ve got the right kind of facial structure that frankly I could shave you bald. You’ll still be hot so let’s not worry about that” he exclaimed as he followed the other man through to the bathroom, his eyes unhelpfully flickering down to that ass “Well I know what it’s like to have problems early on in training, an d you might be a recruit now but eventually you’ll be on the force. We take care of each other… besides, one of the few men out there who turned up with long hair, I know you better than you might think… now, where are the clippers” he said as he grabbed a towel from the pile in the bathroom and went around to the little counter so he could get set up. “Just lay it on the counter and then bend over for me, head over the sink and I’ll get to shaving”

Pablo watched as the other man confidently strode into his bathroom. This was a confidence he hoped to emulate once he had been at the academy for awhile. The matter of fact way that John had asked him to bend over for him and put his head in the sink made Pablo squirm a bit in a good way. His cheeks flushed red and he stammered for a moment as he rummaged through the cabinet for clippers, "Oh, clippers, right...I think they're in here" he said before finally he found the clipper kit, placing it on the counter. Then he asked, "Is hair going to get all over my clothes?" as he tugged at the hem of his shirt, wondering if it would be odd if he stripped out of his clothes for this. Maybe a part of him was stalling the inevitable, but he felt like it was a fair question.

Rick was happy to get them both another mimosa, just for fun he made this one just a little stronger just because it was a fun celebration. He chuckled a little as he just looked to his partner while pouring their drinks “I know, just think… you survived dealing with me for a full year, most don’t even wanna handle dealing with me for an hour but you went for a full year” he teased, handing over hte mimosa “clearly the dick is doing it’s trick” he teased, downing a mouthful of his drink before moving over and slipping his arm around his partner’s body and pulling him close, chest to back while he kissed at his lover’s neck tenderly “You’re going to look amazing babe… you always look amazing but finally I won’t have to battle against your hair when I want to look at that pretty face”

Liam was grateful for the strong drink. He laughed at Rick's joke before leaning in for a kiss, "The dick is definitely doing the trick. It's got me under it's spell" he joked. When Rick pulled him close he melted into the man's arms. The kisses to his neck made him relax a bit more. "I know, babe. But there's something about you pulling me around by my hair that I'm going to miss" he admitted openly as he swayed into his man's arms. He downed some of his mimosa and then turned to face his husband, his hand running through Rick's buzzed hair, "It's also weird to imagine us having matching cuts. I'm going to feel so...naked" he rambled, a bit tipsy at this point, punctuating his statment with a kiss to Rick's jaw.

John followed Pablo towards the kitchen, watching him going to the little bar cart and was impressed by how well laid out it was. He chuckled a little watching Pablo just downing the tequila, a chuckle that became a laugh at the sheer stunned reaction from downing the drink “Well I think judging by your reaction there’s more than enough courage in that one bottle for the both of us” he said, casually reaching over to take the bottle and downing a mouthful of his own. He reacted a little less intensely but the burning still made him let out a gasp, putting the bottle down “Damn, you got the strong stuff… might have to stop there before I get too buzzed to buzz ya” he joked, giving the man a tiny little smirk “How about we move this up to a bathroom? Easy cleanup so you can just jump in a shower right after and make sure you get all the excess hairs out of the way… plus probably more mirrors in there so you can see how good you’ll look once it’s all done, cos I’m sure you’ll get used to looking just fine without the curls”

Pablo smirked as he wiped his lips off with his hand. The alcohol still stung his throat as his eyes lingered on John once more to distract himself. He was still a bit in awe that the handsome man was truly here in his apartment. "Okay, you're right. Probably shouldn't let you near my hair if you have any more" Pablo teased as he took the bottle back and quickly brought it to his lips to down a second mouthful. Making a bit less of a face this time, his cheeks flushed red from the alcohol and from the other's suggestion that they shower after, "We can do that. I have a bathroom" Pablo blurted out nervously. "I might need your help to cover up all the mirrors in this place if I look awful without my curls" he joked as he set down the bottle and led John to the bathroom, "Thanks for doing this by the way. What made you want to help me out? I'm just a recruit after all" he asked curiously as they walked down the hall, stopping at the bathroom.

Jaime smirked a little bit as he just looked right into Max’s eyes, at this point he was pretty confident that he was going to get what he needed out of this he just needed to finish the job. He figured Max had a point about the clothing so, quickly as he could, Jaime stripped down to his underwear which clung so tightly to his ass that it might as well be painted on. He sat on the edge of the table, turned a little to the side to make sure Max saw how well defined the curve of his ass was “Well if you prove that then that’s great but… sorry, my hole has specific standards” he said with a teasing little grin “See, you gotta have at least 8 inches downstairs but at most 1 inch upstairs… and unfortunately you only fit one of my standards” he was mostly wanting to prove a point, he was going to win on some petty level no matter what it took. “You really think my ass hasn’t had a few big cocks in it? Max, honey, I’m a model with a fat ass who does a lot of jockstrap shoots, you think I haven’t had the dicks of half the photographers I’ve worked with back there? I can handle you and do things with that cock you’ve only dreamed of” he casually reached over and put his finger right on Max’s lips “Last chance… I shave you now, you get to fuck me later. Or you can go try and pull off the miracle with the long hair, you might even get us to do the shoot… but my ass goes home without your cock in it. Long hair or tight hole to cum inside for a full day… pick”

Max watched nearly with his jaw dropped as the other model sat on the edge of the table after stripping down to his underwear. His eyes were glued to the curve of the man's body. When the other model made his demands known, Max knew that it was obvious that he would give nearly anything to get to ride the man. Max couldn't hide the fact that even the discussion they were having was turning him on immensely and the skimpy underwear he was wearing didn't do him any favors either. As the space between them closed when Jamie put a finger to his lips, Max nearly moaned, "Fuck, you make a good offer and a compelling case" he admitted. "If this is a long play to get me to shave my hair so you can book my jobs I'm going to make you pay" Max promised as his eyes filled with lust. "If you want to cut my long hair you're going to have to pin me down" he challenged, "But I want that ass"