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I was sitting in the hotel bar unwinding with a pint of beer after attending an all day business conference when I noticed him sitting at one of the bar tables reading an evening newspaper, a nearly empty glass of beer in front of him. His hair was heavily greased and slicked straight back over his head, no parting, the comb lines clearly showing. I could not take my eyes off his hair. I have had a huge fetish for mens greased slicked hair for as long as I can remember. I always slicked my own hair daily with Brylcreem until my hair began to fall out in my late 30s. I began to shave my head bald in my 40s and now at the age of 58 I am used to having no hair but I still rub Brylcreem over my scalp daily to moisturize it and give it a shine.

Perched on the bar stool I studied the guy’s head as he read the paper, imagining my fingers buried in his hair, feeling the grease, stroking and playing, discovering how far his hair would fall over his face as I messed that carefully combed style. I could feel my cock growing as I thought about adding a whole tub of Brylcreem to his hair. He must have felt my eyes on him because he suddenly looked up from his paper, catching me staring at his hair. I lowered my gaze, our eyes met and locked for a few seconds before he smiled and nodded his head at me. I raised my glass of beer to him and pointed to his near empty glass signaling if he would like another. He nodded and I turned and asked the barman for another pint of whatever the guy was drinking and told him to put the cost of it on my room tab. Picking up the full pint and my own glass I made my way over to the guys table and, handing him the pint, asked if I could join him. He indicated the chair next to him and I sat down.

Smiling at me he said he could not fail to notice that I had been looking at his hair with what seemed like deep admiration. I laughed and confirmed that he was correct and that I really liked seeing men with well-greased slicked hair. He then surprised me by saying he had also noticed me when I came into the bar as he really liked seeing guys with totally bald heads. I was stunned and involuntarily rubbed my right hand over my bald scalp noticing him watching my every move. We chatted some more, each of us taking surreptitious looks at each other’s heads between ordering more drinks. It did not seem long before the bar was closing and as we finished our last pints he suddenly asked me if I would like to come back to his room for a nightcap from the mini bar. I readily agreed and as we made our way up the stairs I hoped that it was not just a drink that would be offered.

We entered his room and, after pouring us a whiskey each, he sat on the bed removing his suit jacket and tie. I looked around the room and my heart gave a skip as I saw a large red tub of Brylcreem sitting on a side table. “It is nearly full you know” he said to me with a smile. “I only opened it to grease up my hair this morning”. I nodded and looked at his hair, and could not help telling him that his hair could really do with a touch more grease. “Do you think so” he replied smiling.” Then you had better add some more for me”. I did not need asking twice. I stood, removed my suit jacket and tie, rolled up my white shirt sleeves and moved across the room to pick up the Brylcreem tub. My cock was bulging inside my suit trousers and, glancing down, I could see that his cock was having the same reaction to the situation as mine. 

I moved over and stood in front of him as he sat on the edge of the bed, undid the lid of the Brylcreem and placed both tub and lid on the bed beside him. Without speaking I reached out and plunged my fingers deep into his greased hair, my fingers delving thru his hair, messing and stroking. His hands reached out and grasped my waist holding me firm as I continued to run my fingers all thru his hair. Strands of hair fell over his face, the tips of his fringe brushing his lips, dangling over his eyes and nose. I picked up the tub of Brylcreem and plunged two fingers deep into the white cream, lifted a large dob of grease out and proceeded to plaster it thru his already greasy hair. The smell of Brylcreem filled the room as I worked my fingers thru his hair, rubbing the grease over his head, plastering every strand of hair with the cream. His eyes closed and his hands began to move over my waist and buttocks as he groaned and told me to grease him up, mess his hair, add more Brylcreem , which I happily obliged him by dipping my fingers once more in the tub and lifting another large dob of grease out which I plastered thru his hair. Over and over my fingers ran thru his hair, massaging and smearing grease over his head and hair, his lovely groomed style now a total greasy messy pile. It was not long before the tub was empty and I was plastering the last few drops of grease into his hair.

We were both breathing heavily, my fingers remaining buried in the creamy white greasy mess that was his hair. He opened his eyes and, looking at me, told me to kneel. My fingers slid out of his hair as I knelt down in front of him. He reached up and pushed his fingers deep into his hair and then removed them, his fingers now coated with grease, and proceeded to run his hands over my bald head covering my hairless scalp with Brylcreem. The feeling was incredible having another guys hands greasing up my bald head. He kept reaching up and gathering more grease from his hair onto his fingers with which he then rubbed all over my head. I was in total ecstasy. My cock throbbed in my suit trousers begging to be released but I did not dare move from where I knelt as I did not want him to stop. After many blissful minutes he stood and told me to stand in front of him as he continued to rub my scalp. I reached forward and plunged my hands into his hair again which was now hanging over his face in heavily greased bangs. We stood there for a while, his hand rubbing my bald head as I stroked my fingers thru his greased saturated hair.

“Your hair is going to take some cleaning” I told him a while later, as we still stood in front of each other still playing. “And there is no Brylcreem left in the tub for you to grease up your hair in the morning”. He stopped rubbing my head and moved his hand to my waist. I slid my fingers from his hair and lowered them to his waist too, both of us standing looking at each other. “There is only one thing for you to do” he said. I waited, wondering what he meant. “You will have to shave my hair off”.” What!” I said totally stunned. “ I want you to shave my head bald like yours” he said. “Are you sure” I gasped looking at the mound of grease covered hair on his head. “Yes I am totally sure” he said. “I want to experience being bald, and I want you to do it for me”. My heart hammered in my chest and my cock felt like it was going to burst. He went to the other side of the bed and lifted a pair of scissors from his briefcase. “Use these first to cut off the bulk of my hair and then use my hand razor and shaving foam to give me a good clean head shave”. He then pulled off his suit trousers and grease stained white shirt, followed by socks and boxer shorts and walked naked into the bathroom. I quickly stripped off my clothes too and followed him, finding him sitting on the edge of the bath. “Do it” he said.

I held the scissors in one hand and with the other began to lift up hanks of grease covered hair and proceeded to cut them off. My cock was fully erect and leaking precum as I slowly cut off his hair working my way around his head until there was only a greasy cap of short hair left over his scalp. His cock was also fully erect and I could not resist lifting up a wad of greasy hair from the bathroom floor and rubbing it over his cock head and shaft. He groaned aloud at the feel of his cut hair stroking his manhood, his eyes closing in ecstasy. But I was not going to let him cum yet. I reached for the shaving foam and squirting the can over his head covered it with foam. Smoothing the foam down over his scalp I then took his razor and carefully began to scrape the sharp blades over his scalp, starting on the top of his head. Gently running the razor over his scalp I soon had a perfectly round bald top surrounded by a fringe of hair on the sides and back. I showed him the effect in the bathroom mirror and he loved the look. However he wanted to be totally bald so I sat him back down and began to remove the remaining hair on his head. Carefully scrapping the razor around his ears I removed the side hair and then bending his head forward I razored off the hair on the back of his head. Once I had finished I bent his head over the bath and, using the shower, I  proceeded to rinse off his head, then soaped up his scalp, massaging the naked skin where his greased slicked hair used to be before rinsing again.

 Drying his head off with a towel I told him to kneel on the floor facing me with his head slightly bent. My cock was swollen and aching and after adding a little soap to my shaft as lubricant I placed my hands either side of his head and began to slide my cock over his bald scalp. I knew I would not last long and after a couple of minutes my cock exploded covering his bald head with my cum. Before I could catch my breath he had rubbed my juices all over his hairless scalp, stood up and pushed me to my knees. Grabbing hold of my head he then proceeded to fuck my bald scalp desperately and very quickly he was spraying his cum all over my head, rubbing it all over my skin with his cock. 

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