Richmond

by Don

This picture reminded the author of how they looked by the end of the school year. The sensuous lips are very much Richmond, and the brows are like his before plucking. Ray dyed Don's eyebrows black to go with his black hair.

I was in love with a high school jock but nothing happened during high school. His beautiful dark hair really turned me on, and I loved the way he greased it. It was parted on the right side with the front part combed up and back. I often thought of how he would look with it combed straight back. I even thought of how he would look with bangs! I enjoyed greasing my own hair - it really turned me on. I tried to interest him in me, but nothing came of my suggestions and offers.

Then we went to the same university. Halfway through the first semester my roomie flunked out, and Richmond moved in since he was not happy with where he was living. So at last he was in the same room with me. It was a new world for greasing, other exciting things, and was it giving myself to him or seducing him? However, my main attraction to him was his hair, and greasing it.

One day shortly after he moved in, he walked in and told me I was going to bleach his beautiful dark brown hair. I did what he asked, and turned him into a reddish blonde. He then told me that I was to become a very light blonde. I said "No", and he instantly had both my arms twisted behind my back and on my knees begging him to bleach my hair. He bleached me into a very light blonde since my hair was already blonde. I realized that I had become submissive to him, and that he was going to dominate me. The greasing began. He applied the Brylcreme and worked it into an excited and fascinated guy's hair. Then it was my turn, and I totally greased his hair with Brylcreme. We were both pleased.

The next Saturday afternoon Richmond and Ray came in. Ray lived a few doors away and was a frequent visitor. Ray was an attractive, but slightly flabby guy with a not too good complexion, and made ample use of Brylcreme on his black hair which was combed straight back. Ray had a tube of Brlycreme in his hand and Richmond announced that Ray was going to grease me and change my hair style. My objections were quickly overruled when Richmond twisted my arms and soon had me begging Ray to proceed. "Get on your knees to show you are submissive and let Ray grease your hair." I had done a lot of greasing in high school, but this was a coating that I had never done before. Ray soaked my hair with Brylcreme, and began to comb it straight back with a comb like I had not seen before. The prongs were wide and did not pick up a lot of the grease, but moved my greased hair straight back. It was a curious feeling as he applied the grease to my hair, and I began to realize that I really liked it and that this was a turning point for me. As I knelt before Richmond and Ray I began to realize that I had become a member of the slicked hair fetish community. It was a wonderful feeling.

My newly greased and slicked back hair were my new style as dictated by Richmond and Ray, and one that would be done to me every morning. I was their submissive experiment. The look and feel quickly grew on me, and I reached a point where my morning greasing was a matter of course, and I let my hair grow as they had insisted. The combed back style suited me, and I loved it. It was a wonderful to feel and see my greased hair. My earlier days of fantasies about greased hair were finally fulfilled. My greased hair fetish had become a dominant factor in my life, and I loved it.