No hair, No problems

Matty breathed a sigh of relief as the nurse left the room, leaving him alone to collect his thoughts and regain his composure.

As he gingerly climbed off the examination table, Matty's hands instinctively roamed over his body, searching for any trace of hair. To his surprise, there was none. Not a single strand could be found anywhere on his body.

"Oh my God," Matty murmured, his voice hushed and shocked. "I'm completely hairless."

Matty couldn't help but feel a wave of excitement wash over him as he explored his newly smooth skin. The sensation was alien yet strangely comforting, like slipping into a warm bath after a long day of hiking.

"Matty," Kyle's voice echoed through the room, his tone sharp and impatient. "Are you decent yet?"

Kyle's voice echoed through the door, his tone insistent and impatient.

Matty scrambled to gather his discarded clothing, feeling the adrenaline pumping through his veins like wildfire.

"Yes, I'm decent now," Matty called, his voice shaky and uncertain. "I'm coming out as soon as I'm dressed."

As Matty hastily pulled on his pink dress and lingerie, he couldn't help but feel a rush of arousal coursing through him. His clothes felt different now that he had no hair rubbing against them, he somehow felt even more feminine and **** this way.

Matty opened the door to reveal Kyle sitting in the lobby, waiting patiently for him. Kyle smiled, his eyes lighting up. "Matty, come sit beside me on the couch," he motioned invitingly. Matty hesitated only briefly before approaching Kyle and sitting down next to him.

He didn't know what he expected from Kyle, but he definitely wasn't prepared for what happened next. Kyle leaned toward Matty, resting his hand on Matty's thigh. Matty froze, his heart thumping loudly in his ears.

He could feel Kyle's warm breath on his neck, and his body tensed in response. What was going on? Was Kyle planning on humiliating him again? Or was the young man genuinely interested in exploring their relationship further?

"Matty," Kyle whispered softly, his voice vibrating against Matty's ear. "I love how soft and smooth you feel against my skin, and you look absolutely stunning as well."

Matty swallowed hard, his gaze locked on Kyle's eager expression.

The young man's fingers traced patterns against Matty's leg, sending shivers down his spine. He could feel the tension mounting between them, the air crackling with unspoken desires.

"Kyle," Matty whispered, his voice barely audible. "I… I don't know what's happening."

Kyle smiled softly, his eyes gleaming with warmth. "It's okay, Matty," he soothed, his voice gentle and understanding. “It’s going to take some time to get used to being smooth, but I know you’re going to love it.”

And then suddenly Kyle lifted Matty’s chin up and pressed his lips against his. Their mouths met passionately, tongues intertwining, and Matty moaned softly against Kyle’s mouth. The kiss was slow and sensual, and Matty could feel Kyle’s erection pressing against his leg. They broke apart, panting heavily, and Matty felt a surge of lust and desire coursing through him.

“Thank you Kyle,” Matty whispered hoarsely, his voice filled with appreciation.

“I appreciate all of this… all the things you do for me. But I…”

Matty faltered, his voice trailing off as he tried to find the right words. Kyle placed a comforting hand on Matty's shoulder, his eyes full of understanding.

"Matty," Kyle began gently, "you don't have to explain yourself or justify your feelings. Just let me show you how much I care."

With that, Kyle leaned in, his lips brushing against Matty's cheek. Matty closed his eyes, surrendering to the intoxicating sensation that enveloped him.

He could feel Kyle's lips moving down his neck, kissing and nuzzling. The young man's hands roamed over Matty's body, exploring every curve and contour.

"Matty," Kyle murmured, his voice hushed and seductive. "I want to pierce your nipples."

Matty gasped, his eyes widening in shock. "What?" he managed to utter, his voice cracking with uncertainty.

Kyle smiled, his eyes twinkling with excitement. "I want to mark you as mine, Matty," he explained, his voice soft and soothing. "A piercing on your nipple will serve as a symbol of our connection." He knew that he couldn't resist Kyle's demands, but the idea of having his nipples pierced was beyond anything he had ever experienced.

He was scared, but he trusted Kyle. And there was something undeniably thrilling about submitting to Kyle's desires.

"Alright, Matty," Kyle finally spoke, breaking the silence. "If you're ready, we can go to your next appointment at the piercing and tattoo studio."

Matty swallowed hard, his heart racing. "Yes," he uttered, his voice low and shaky. "I'm ready. Let's go."

Kyle smiled, his eyes glowing with affection. The two of them headed out of the hair removal salon, with Logan following closely behind carrying the many shopping bags they had accumulated. Kyle lead the way to the tattoo and piercing studio.