A Natural Male [ Whole Story ]

“What do you mean you don’t like hairy dicks?”

Sam stood in front of his latest hookup named Harry. Harry was, ironically enough, quite hairy, especially in the crotch area. Sam’s face turned sour as he saw all the hair sticking out from the top of Harry’s boxers. 

“It’s... a turn off...” Sam admitted. 

“Dude, people these days don’t trim. It’s natural.” Harry defended.

Sam was turned off increasingly so.

“Look, that’s not natural at all. You have to keep that shit under control. I would never let mine get that bad, and I don’t even grow as much as you anyway.”

Harry stood idly as he waited for Sam to proceed with the agreed upon blowjob. 

“So you aren’t going to suck me off because of some hair?” Harry asked Sam.

“It’s too gross. Sorry.” Sam gathered his belongings from the floor around him. 

“Over a bush?” Harry was in disbelief. 

“Yea...”

Sam left promptly and Harry quickly retreated to his basement of hidden spells...

“Over my bush...?” Harry replayed Sam’s excuse over and over in his head. 

Harry proceeded to assemble some ingredients and recite wordage to a spell...

“This outta teach that hairless twink a thing or two about the male body...”

Harry blew out his candles and retired to bed.

* * *

Sam woke bright and early for school... to an itch from hell. It took a few minutes for him to realize he’d woken up with his hand shoved down his underwear scratching for a gross amount of time.

“Jesus, what the fuck?” Sam inspected under his waistband...

“There’s.... more hair? And it... there’s... bumps?”

Sam was noticing a small increase in hair around the base of his dick, but more surprising to see were the many red bumps on his skin where hair didn’t normally grow. Sam took note of the curls now present in some of the darker hair follicles. 

“Is this some kind of allergic reaction?” Sam hurried to shower and wash his skin. He made sure to trim his very modest bush down a bit.

“Sheesh, last thing I want is to be like that ape from yesterday.” 

Sam had everything looking mostly normal in no time.

“I’ll never let it get that long or thick, ever. Eww!”

* * *

* * *

Most of Sam's day was uneventful until he stopped by a friend's place to take a swim on the very hot day. Sam's friend Luke randomly spoke up... 

"Woah man, didn't know you were the type for a treasure trail!"

Sam paused in his swim prep to look down at a cluster of hairs coming up in a single line from his crotch connecting to his belly button. Luke continued...

"I think it's cute Sam!" The joke was evident as Luke was straight. Sam wasn't thrilled...

"I just trimmed..." He thought...

"It's just a stupid treasure trail Luke," Sam downplayed easy.

Luke pushed Sam right into the pool which put an end to the stressful thought process, for now.

* * *

As Sam redressed after the swim he noticed quite a bit of itching emanating from his crotch. After a good scratch he indeed confirmed the return of the same hair he'd trimmed back just hours before. He looked downward intently now. 

"This is the same... I had this morning!" He concluded. He tried to pat it down with his hand in an attempt to flatten its appearance but it kept popping outward. 

"And these bumps are weird..." Sam felt tiny prickles as he rubbed his smooth hand over them.

"Is the hair getting higher up?" Sam swore the hairline was actually expanding upward.

"I need to get home and clean up," Sam said bye to Luke and headed home.

* * *

The following morning was no fun for Sam to wake up to, for no other reason initially than the return of a nagging itch that left Sam's hand planted on his dick as he stirred awake. 

"HUHH?" Sam felt a bunch of hair cluttered around his dick. He moved his hand up... and up... and... "WHAT THE FUCK?!"

Sam threw off his blanket and saw a forest of hair spilling out of the top of his boxers. He then looked to the sheet around him...

"There's long hairs... all over my sheet!" Sam saw many hairs that had fallen off and were littering his bed. "Gross!" 

Sam rushed to the bathroom and grabbed his trimmer. The moment he made contact with some of the worst hairs from his new dark brown bush he let out a loud scream...

"OUCH!" 

Every time he attempted to trim he was overcome with a stinging pain. After multiple attempts he decided to dress for school and find Harry. "He did this to me!" 

All the way to Harry's house he itched and dug his hand through a forest of hairs in order to feel relief. "This hair is so annoying!" Sam didn't realize his hand was stuck down his pants the entire drive, just scratching and playing with the many hairs.

"Here! Now where is he?" "Where's Harry?" "Harry!" 

Finally Harry answered and let Sam inside...

"What? You want to hookup now?" Harry asked Sam.

Sam spilled... "NO! I want you to fix this!" ...

Sam threw off his pants to reveal a hairy mess of a crotch.

"Woah man! That's hairy!" Harry informed Sam.

Sam replied in anger: "What the hell, you are hairier than this!" 

"Huhh?" Harry replied. "I'm not hairy, I'm trimmed!" 

Harry promptly showed his neatly trimmed crotch off, which left Sam in an uproar...

"No, no way. Wh-----"

In the middle of Sam's breakdown Harry spoke up...

"Look, I'm not into hairy guys like you, so if you can leave that'd be great. Good luck. And maybe buy a trimmer, haha."