Rogue Gain 2
by Titan
Adrian was spot on – Casey was back, looking for a free bottle of Rogaine. Adrian’s uncle, Bob Kennedy had had to hand the reins of running the store over to Adrian as his long-time companion, Terry, had been very ill in hospital. Bob had been meaning to retire soon but now his only concern was the speedy recovery of Terry.
Yes! Adrian’s uncle was also gay. He and Terry had practically raised Adrian after his parents had thrown him out of home. It was Bob who encouraged Adrian’s interest in haircutting. So when Casey first came to the shop four weeks ago, ranting about cheap haircuts and not giving a crap about Uncle Bob’s predicament, Adrian knew the punk had to be taught some manners.
As the bell on the front door rung, Adrian looked up from his paper, “Oh hello! Casey, isn’t it?”
“Yeah – was wondering if I could get a haircut?” said Casey as he came up to the chair where Adrian was sitting.
“Sure thing. How’d you go with the Rogaine I gave you; notice any results?”
“Well I can’t say I have, that’s why I wanted you to have a look – being a professional and all!” Casey nervously added.
“Well, take a seat and I’ll take a look.” Smiled Adrian.
As Casey climbed onto the chair he thought it seemed different to last time – larger or more chrome showing.
Adrian started to peel through the top hair and indeed it still looked as thick as ever. Because Casey wasn’t losing his hair, that was an idea Adrian feed the vain youth.
“It does take sometime to work, you may have to keep the applications up for some time.” Added Adrian. He next took a comb that was a thinning comb – one with a blade within the prongs. He lightly and carefully combed the hair and of course a few strands of hair started to appear in the comb.
“Oh no!” said Adrian convincingly, “It’s worse than I thought!” he bent forward to show Casey the hair stranded in the comb.
“What the fuck?” Why isn’t that Rogaine treatment working?” exclaimed a shocked Casey.
“It won’t always work on everyone,” said Adrian, “and I thought we got it early enough for you.”
“What can you do about it? There must be something?” Casey stammered with tears welling up in his eyes.
“It may take years to progress to male pattern baldness, besides it quite often makes a guy more mature looking.” Added Adrian .
“No fucking way man! I’m too young to have an old guys bald head, the chicks are always commenting about my long locks.” Again, the tactless Casey forgot the hairstyle Adrian wore.
“Well – there is something, it’s experimental, but it’s proving 99 percent reliable in initial tests. Although it is pretty expensive.”
“How expensive?” Casey asked.
“200 dollars a bottle!” replied Adrian.
“What? I can never afford that, surely you can do something better than that!”
“Well I could let you have a sample that a pharmaceutical company let a friend of mine have.” Of course all this was a lie, but Adrian loved stringing along this guy. “Of course, I never needed it, in the end.” Adrian smiled as he ran a hand over the head.
Casey ignored the statement still annoyed he had to put so much trust in this fag.
“Please, man! Help me out, will you?” asked Casey, thinking if he was nice this guy would give him whatever he wanted.
“Okay – but you mustn’t tell anyone about this. As I said, it’s experimental and not on the market yet.”
“Sure! No problem,” cooed Casey.
Adrian went out the back of the shop and came back with a small bottle. Adrian had been working on this formula especially for Casey’s return. This particular ‘medicine’ did nothing for the hair, but it stimulated appetite and increased sexual libido via added testosterone and steroids.
Offering the bottle to Casey, he began to explain its dosage.“Now you have to take 2 tablespoons of this mornings and nights.”
“You mean I drink this?” questioned Casey.
“You sure do – it goes into the bloodstream, builds up the testosterone in the body – which of course grows hair!” replied Adrian.
“Okay! What have I got to lose.” And with that Casey got up to leave the shop, and as he went, turned to ask, “Now this stuff is safe?”
“Sure is!” replied Adrian, and as he went to add something, Casey was gone, the door slamming behind him.
Adrian was going to add – ‘not to exceed the doses he advised’.
Within a week, Casey had used the contents of the bottle up completely. He returned to Adrian’s Barbershop which he noticed had had a name change to, ‘Hair Designs by Adrian’. He was hoping he could influence the barber to give him some more of his special hair growth formula. As he went into the shop, Casey was shocked to see the shop seemed changed- pictures on the wall showed various ‘extreme’ haircuts, some much like Adrian’s. The lights seemed brighter, the waiting chairs replaced by couches and the window now furnished with dark timber shutters. Adrian had a customer in the chair and they seemed to be having friendly banter. Probably another gay! Casey said to himself, the neighborhood was full of them!
“Hi there Casey – back so soon? I’ll be right with you, take a seat!” Adrian said as Casey entered the shop.
Casey sat down in the couch noting how comfortable it was. He picked up one of the magazines on the table in front of him and pretended to look at it. He watched while Adrian finished up the customer ahead of him. The guy was around 40 and seemed to be carrying a lot of extra weight. Adrian must have cut a lot of hair off as the floor around the chair was littered with clumps of dark hair.
Just as Casey thought the customer was finished with, Adrian went to a machine on the counter and pumped what looked to be warm lather onto his hands. He then proceeded to rub this around the guys sides and back. Producing a straight razor he then began slowly clearing the white foamy solution creating a scratching sound as it removed the stubble. Casey couldn’t believe it. He’d never seen this type of haircut before – it was like the style he’d seen marines wearing; short on top with only a horseshoe of hair – with shaved sides. Casey noticed how smooth the skin was looking after the razor ran over it.
Adrian also put some lather on top of the head. Surely he wasn’t shaving him bald!
Sure enough, Adrian proceeded to run the sharp blade over the top of the fat geezers head. After a few minutes the only hair remaining on the guys head was the front and a narrow upright fringe extending along the top of the head, finishing before the crown.
Casey was amazed at the cut. It was strange but for some reason he found it interesting – kind of masculine. He’d never worn his hair much shorter than it was now, however, he wondered if he’d ever be able to pull off that sort of cut. Not that extreme of course, the guy was obviously into whatever Adrian was into – he put on a black leather jacket as he left. It was only then that he noticed Adrian was wearing a pair of tight, black leather pants, the white barbers tunic only covering the top belt loops. Casey had to admit this guy had a great body – but then he knew homos liked to hang out at the gym – their were way too many at his!
“Okay Casey – your turn!” Adrian called out brushing the hair off the chair.
As Casey got up he was suddenly aware his cock was at full mast. He tried to hide it as he climbed into the chair, but Adrian suddenly said; “Don’t worry about that man, happens to a lot of guys after watching one of my shaving sessions.”
Casey’s face was bright red. He couldn’t believe he was getting off on a haircut, but he didn’t realize that the extra testosterone and growth steroids in his system were responsible for his increased sexual desires. In fact the last few days he had be wanking off just about every waking moment… but he hadn’t thought about it for too long.
“So what brings you back in so soon?” Adrian spoke as he fastened a cape around Casey.
“Oh, I’m not here for a haircut. I actually came here for some more of that experimental stuff – I think it’s really working!” replied Casey nervously as he saw Adrian staring at his crotch.
“You can’t be out of it already, that should have lasted you for weeks!” Adrian said sounding a little alarmed.
“Listen man, this stuff really works, I need some more of those samples.” Casey sounded almost apologetic.
“Truth is, I don’t have any more. I can get you the retail quantity but I’ll have to charge you for that.”
“Maybe I don’t need anymore,” Casey tried to sound hopeful.
“You can’t stop once you’ve started, otherwise the reverse happens – you start to lose your hair quicker and the body hair grows in as the head hair falls out.” Adrian tried to explain.
“Okay!” Casey returned.“Order some in, I’ll find the money somewhere.”
“If you say so. Now what are you going to do with all this hair.”
“Ah! I wasn’t here for a cut”, Casey stammered noticing Adrian had started running a comb through his long hair.
“Well you’ve got enough here for a day of haircuts. Certainly more than the guy before you.”
“What sort of haircut was that… I mean was he in the military?” Casey asked trying not to sound too interested.
“No – he actually runs a bar near here. He’s a friend of mine.” Adrian smiled, taking a pair of scissors.
“It was pretty radical, especially with that shaved bit on top.” Casey answered.
“Oh that! That’s called a landing strip.”
“Too short for my liking,” said Casey.
“Maybe, but you should consider taking some of this length off, it only makes your hair look thinner on top.” Adrian lied.
“I…I don’t know. I’ve had long hair for so long now.” Casey said moving his head from side to side so he could see it in the mirror.
“Tell you what,” Adrian began, “let me try a few hairstyles on you and take photographs for my shop, that way I can take your hair shorter in stages and you can see which you like or when we should stop.”
“I don’t know.” Answered Casey.
“Let’s say it would be full payment for a bottle of that formula your after.” Adrian smiled knowing that would do the trick.
Casey couldn’t believe his luck, free haircuts and saving himself 200 bucks on the hair restorer. “Sure! That sounds fair,” Casey sounded more positive, “but I tell you when to stop.”
“Of course Casey – the customer is always right.” Adrian said. “No time like the present.” And with that Adrian snipped off a big chunk of hair. Casey’s eyes widened when he saw the hair fall to the floor.
Adrian knew this could be the start of a beautiful relationship.