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Hodgepodgeatorium - On Man-scaping

By mathan erhardt ⋅ November 1, 2006 ⋅ Post a comment | Email the author

Two years and eleven months.

That’s how long it’d be since I had sex. And since sex was on my horizon I wanted it to be a memorable experience for all. More than that I wanted it to be a pleasurable experience for all. I didn’t want any balking or grimacing when it came to any of the variety of acts that were in my future.

Since I’d been hanging around female co-workers, sex came up frequently. However the topic of personal grooming was equally popular. While they weren’t fans of performing oral sex, they were less enthused by the prospect of coming face to face with a copious amount of pubic hair. It was that notion, of man-scaping, that popped in my head as I prepared for my rendezvous.

Now I’m cavalier about the hair on my head. I’ll go for a year without getting cut and then shave it all off on a whim. I’ve grown it down to my shoulders and shaved because I was tired of washing it. I don’t really get attached to hair. But the prospect of trimming below caused me to pause.

I guess it shouldn’t really have come as a surprise; I’m rarely sans facial hair, which is equally pubic. While I may toy with different styles, I’ve always got at least a soul patch. Plus the very idea of having “cutting” anything down there is unsettling; I barely trust myself with a razor on my head, and I don’t hold that in the same high regard as I do anything in my lower region.

So as a stood there with the clippers in my hand preparing to take, what I considered to be, a huge step in my life I gave my next act some serious consideration. I mean, I’d never had any complaint about it getting in any females way. Shouldn’t that count for something? Were they just being polite?

Furthermore I’d never complained and I’ve waded through some dense forests in my time. Honestly that was part of joy of disrobing a female; while it wasn’t quite The Crying Game I’d often be surprised by what decisions were made below. Wow, designs! Darn, bare, I feel kind of creepy. Ooh, the stripe! You can’t go wrong with the stripe.

I guess I’d always considered personal grooming habits to be just that; personal. Still with all the negative comments I’d heard women (that I’d not slept with mind you) make about the state of guy’s growth did hold sway with me and I began to trim.

The after effects were weird. Underwear felt different. I occasionally felt chilly. But she enjoyed it, and that’s really what it was all about. So now I’ve got a new area to groom. However since she’s left town, I imagine that I’ll allow some level of dishevelment before I groom again.