Ben's New Neighbour 5
by Titan
Ben kept running his hand over the scalp….knowing deep down; this was what he really wanted. Now, he looked like Tom, except for the thick beard growth.
“So Ben. Time to tame that beard – you are going to look so good, I might have trouble keeping my hands off you.” Stan whispered into Ben’s ear while firing up his beard trimmer clippers. He saw broad smile crease Ben’s face.
The clippers started to create a defined edge to the newly formed growth on Ben’s face. Without touching the bulk of the beard, Stan was determined to grow one thick beard on the kid. Later, he would change the colour, but only after he knew that the time would be right.
Later that day, Tom was pleased with the new, bearded and totally bald Ben. He could hardly stop running his hand over the denuded scalp. Ben was equally pleased that his partner was happy. Tom was surprised to find out that Stan hadn’t continued with the electrolysis on the remaining hair and had resorted to waxing the horseshoe of stubble. He would have to make sure the next time that Ben’s hair was permanently gone, the mpb look just made the boy look too old!
About a month latter, Tom was called away to a family illness. His closest brother had had an accident, and there were no relatives or friends to look after him. He wasn’t sure how long he’d be away, but Stan assures him he’d take good care of Ben. This was just the moment Stan had been waiting for.
“And Stan! Make sure you get rid of the remaining hair on Ben. I don’t want to see that mpb look when I get back.” Ben stated when he rang Stan on the phone to say goodbye.
Stan knew it was time to go a little further with Ben. He was back in the chair studying the stubble that had grown back after the waxing.
He knew Tom didn’t like the look so he was ready to go the distance and have the hair permanently removed.
“So you didn’t like the waxing results?” Stan asked as he placed a cape around Ben.
“Well I liked the contrast as the hair grew back, but Tom doesn’t like it.” Ben replied.
Stan grinned as he placed a hand on Ben’s shoulder, “Well I thought it looked great on you, very mature!”
“Really!” Ben said as he slowly moved his hand over the top of his head.
“I think it would be a pity to get rid of all your hair permanently. You see this way you can wear either bald or male pattern bald.” Stan continued.
“Why don’t we get rid of some more hair on the body instead? I’ll just shave your stubble today.”
Ben wasn’t sure. He didn’t want to disappoint his boyfriend, but he’d gotten use to Stan, feeling he seemed to know what was best – besides, he’d enjoyed every moment he’d been in the chair.
“Now! Why don’t we continue with some more of the electrolysis needle? It’s been awhile since you felt that – and you seem to enjoy it.” Stan had already brought the small trolley over to the chair, before Ben could react. He remembered he’d enjoyed it and got off on the whole process – why? He couldn’t say, he knew it had initially hurt.
“Now unbutton those jeans and let’s see what we can do about making that cock of yours stand out. Oh! And just to ensure you’re going to enjoy this, ‘no shadow ever again!’.”
As the needle began the desecration of long hairs from around Ben’s cock, Stan saw the dreamy look on the kid’s bearded face. His cock hardened as he begged for Stan to keep using the needle. Stan couldn’t believe how much the hypnotic suggestion first implanted in Ben had worked. It had given Stan an idea. He had learnt most of the techniques adopted by Tom for deep hypnosis. It was time to refine them and use them himself.
Soon the needle had deadened most of the hair roots from around the penis. It was time to focus on the ball sac. Still his captive didn’t move or cry out – he was enjoying himself too much, without the hypnosis Stan knew this area would be particularly painful.
It took some time to deaden all the hair from Ben’s pubic area, but when Stan had finished, he took a cloth and started to go over the hair, which easily came away. It wouldn’t be long till the kid was as smooth as a baby. Stan knew Tom would not be happy about that… too bad, Stan smiled to himself; his work had only just begun.
“Now Ben. Just relax and listen to the sound of my voice. You know I’m always looking after you, just as Tom wants. You trust me, so let me lean the chair back and I’ll tell you what plans I have for you.” Stan worked the chair into recline as he went to work adding some suggestions made easier because of the relaxed, hypnotic state he was in after the trigger phrase, ‘No shadow ever again!’ “Now you are looking great, but I think you want to look like a real man. Virile and sexy is what you really want isn’t it Ben? You are totally relaxed……..breathing in deeply…….and now exhaling……you hear the sound of only my voice – trusting every thing I say..........
Two weeks later
Ben was responding to the subconscious suggestions Stan had planted over the past weeks. Ben no longer went to the gym, his mind kept telling him there was no need, he was looking good! Stan kept telling him so. He’d let his horse-shoe fringe grow back, again convinced this was the look for him. He’d also started to think less about Tom and more about Stan. Stan was the kind of guy Ben wanted to be. Well that’s what his programming had told him. Each night, before he went to sleep, Stan gave him a sedative. Once asleep, Stan would place headphones over his ears connected to a continuous recording, designed to attack his subliminal mind. It was designed to convince Ben he was happy being ‘transformed’ into a real man – not a boy!
Tom phoned Stan a few times to ask about Ben. He was annoyed he could never speak to him – Stan always making up some excuse. His brother finally made a full recovery, but it had taken 3 months. Tom was eager to get back to his and Ben’s own life.
Two months later
Tom couldn’t believe it when he returned home. There was no sign of Ben and it looked like he hadn’t been living in the apartment for some time. He called Stan and was told that Ben had asked to move in with him due to loneliness. Tom was angry, he knew something was amiss. He suddenly didn’t trust his friend. He went straight to the Barbershop and was met by Stan.
Offering him a drink, Stan said, “Now just calm down Tom – Ben should be home any minute. Drink up; you must be parched after your long trip home.”
“Listen Stan. What’s been going on with Ben? Why hasn’t he returned my calls?” Tom asked between downing his beer, not noticing the strange taste.
“Nothing old friend, his just been, well- busy I think you could say.”
Suddenly the door of the barbershop opened, and in walked an older guy obviously looking for a haircut. The stranger suddenly said, “Welcome back Tom, long time no see.”
The voice sounded familiar, though very deep.
“Well! Aren’t you going to say hello to Ben?” Stan asked.
Tom’s face suddenly froze! He couldn’t speak. There before him was his boyfriend, except this Ben looked older than Stan. He could pass for 60. He was also puffing on a pipe, adding to the old bear look. As Ben drew closer, Tom could see it really was Ben underneath the thick, silver beard and walrus moustache. His horse-shoe of hair had grown back to a number six and the ring of hair had been dyed to match the beard. The biggest change was the weight gain. Ben no longer had the athletic body that Tom had so carefully tried to develop. It was replaced by what looked like a 40” plus middle. His face, or what he could see was bloated, his eyes framed by thick greying eyebrows.
“Wh….have you done? Bastard! As soon as my back is turned you…” Tom started to yell.
Cutting him off Stan replies, “I think it’s an improvement. Ben likes it don’t you Ben?”
“Sure do. I now feel my age, and you should see the kids that want to hook up with me at The Eagle.” Ben said taking the pipe from his mouth.
“What have you done to him Stan?” Tom glared at Stan, still unable to believe what had happened.
“Just a little mind manipulation Tom, just like you taught me. I decided since you were showing more interest in Ben than me these days, I might teach you a lesson. Now I’m looking like one of the youngest and fittest in the room, not so turned on by your partner now?”
Tom had noticed how good Stan looked. He’d lost a lot of body fat – he still had a little roid gut but it suited his stocky build, he’d shaved his male pattern baldness to zero and shaved his moustache off. All in all, Stan was looking years younger. Tom had been so shocked by Ben’s appearance that he failed to take in the ‘new’ Stan.
“You’re mad! What gives you the right to ch….ch…change people……..”
“What’s wrong Tom? Not feeling well?”
“Wh…what did……..you….” Tom tried to talk but the drug in the beer was having its desired affect, “some-……thing…….in my drrr……”
“Yes Tom. I mixed you a little drink. Just something to make you more co-operative while I teach you a lesson on life”. Stan had already steered Tom towards the Barbers chair, before he collapsed totally.
“Now! Where do I start, old friend?” Stan said with a sinister tone in his voice.
"Where.....wh....how long have I been out?" Tom said as he slowly came to. He still felt very groggy. He was suddenly aware of the fullness of something up his arse.
"Finally with us are you Boy?" it was Stan's voice.
"What are you doing to me you old fuck? I've always been a good friend to you..." Tom didn't finish, he was cut off by Stan.
"Some friend! Treating me like I didn't exist now that your new boy Ben is here. Well I've made Ben a little less attractive by making him fatter and older. Gone are the muscles you tried to create for him. Although I think he looks hot!"
Tom tried to move but realised he was securely tied to the Barber chair.
"Now Tom! I want you to enjoy this as much as I'm going to. There's no need to resist."
Tom suddenly felt a vibrating movement deep in his rectum and then the feeling of fullness.
"Ah! I see you're feeling the joys of my expanding dildo. Just something to open you up a little for your new role." Stan said smiling.
"Wh- whay new role?" Tom said wincing as he could feel the inflating penis make contact against his prostate.
"Ben and my slave of course. Now stay put while we start the necessary modifications." Stan let out a sinister laugh as he turned the chair towards the mirror. Staring back at him was a different person. He knew it was him, same shinning bald head, but his goatee was brilliant white! And so was his eyebrows. It made him look so different - not bad but strange he thought."
"Do you like my work so far?" Stan asked as a familiar buzzing sound started up.
Tom was suddenly aware of the electrolysis needle as Stan made his way towards Tom's chest and the thick dark hair.
"No! No! Not my bodyhair. Please Stan! Not my umff....."
Tom didn't finish as a ball-gag was stuffed in his mouth. "That will keep you quiet fo awhile shit-for-brains!" Stan whispered in Tom's ear as the needle started on Tom's hair follicles.
To be continued?