We spend some time writing about my pubic hair; well the lack of it. This may seem curious to some. It certainly isn’t a requirement for either enforced male chastity or. In my case, pubic hair has been missing for decades. It all started many years ago when a girlfriend and I decided to try BDSM. We switched for a while, taking turns topping and bottoming. It became clear that bottoming didn’t suit her at all. So, I got the bottom role.
During the time we started dating I kept my nether hair neatly trimmed. She never commented and I didn’t think much about it. After we moved in together I stopped trimming. One Saturday afternoon she had me tied spread-eagle on my back. She walked out of the room and came back with a bowl and washcloth. Without a word, she took a razor from the bowl and removed all of my pubic hair. I was surprised and not very happy about this activity. She paid no attention to my reaction. When she finished, she wiped me off with the wet washcloth. I finally asked her why she did that to me. She replied in a very matter-of-fact voice, “Everyone knows that lions don’t have any pubic hair.”
My witty reply was, “Oh.” From then on, every Saturday she would lead me to the bathroom and keep my genitals and surrounding area completely hairless. She also shaved my ass as well. I asked her how she decided how wide an area she would shave in front. Her reply was to stretch my penis as far as it would pull and then move it in an arc around my body. “That’s how,” she said. She also wanted to remove my underarm hair. I begged her not to do that. So she kept it trimmed very short instead.
When we broke up, I let everything grow back. It stayed that way for about six months. Then I started a relationship with a lesbian couple. I suppose when we started having sex they were a bisexual couple. Tomatoes, potatoes. After a month or so, one of them said she wondered how I would look without pubic hair. I asked her how she knew that lions don’t have pubic hair? She said that everyone knows that. By the way, I’ve had the lion nickname forever. It’s been my online nickname since the 80’s. So, she removed mine and I removed hers. Fair is fair.
Since then, I’ve been hairless down there. I’ve learned to prefer it. In the mid-90’s I decided that if I was going to permanently stay hairless, I might as well find a way to make things easier. So, I hunted till I found a doctor who would deal with it with his laser. It was expensive and hurt a lot, but it worked quite well. Most of the hair has been gone since then. A patch just above the base of my penis grows back. It’s not thick hair, but it is hair. My balls were never completely done. It hurt too much with the laser. I couldn’t afford my perineum or butt.
Mrs. Lion has kept me fur free front and back as long as we have been together. A couple of weeks ago I suggested we try one of the at-home hair removal units that use bright light in the same way the doctor’s laser worked. A laser, after all, is light. After reading a lot of reviews we decided to try it. It’s too soon to know if it will work, but even if it isn’t perfect, it will most likely make maintenance hair removal much less frequent.
It turns out that it is much more comfortable to wear a chastity device if there is no pubic hair. Guys complain that the cages and tubes catch the hair and hurt. I have no such problem. Keeping clean is easier too. There’s no hair to trap smells. When I first lost that hair it was very odd for a male to be hairless down there. Now,is considered good manners. Suddenly it’s fashionable to be a lion.