Friends With More Benefits

17

In all the excitement with Jillian and the lawsuit, Brian had forgotten that he had agreed to accompany Victoria to her stylist. She wanted to give him the gift of a brand new hairstyle for the wedding. He had planned on working a half day and had it marked on his calendar at work, but now that there was no work, no calendar, and no pop up reminder, there was nothing to remind him. When Victoria arrived he was out by the pool relaxing. It only took a quick glare from her before he remembered. He rushed inside, quickly got dressed, and followed her out to her car. He was looking forward to a new haircut, but he had no idea of the location of all the hair she intended to be cut.

As they walked to the spa he said, "I appreciate you doing this. I could use a slightly new look for the wedding, and my hair is just too long."

"That's what I heard," she said. He gave her an odd look, and then she added, "I think you'll like this place. They are very professional and have a lot of great ideas."

"Cool."

After a wash, cut, blow-dry, and style, Brian sat in the chair admiring his new haircut with Victoria looking on pleased. He shook his head with a smile. "I hope I can fix it this way for the wedding."

The stylist said, "Just use some of that gel and comb it out like I showed you. You should be fine."

"Thank you so much."

A thin, lithe, dark-skinned, feminine-looking man walked out from the back of the store. He glanced at Victoria and said in a Spanish accent, "Victoria I am ready for you."

She smiled and then said to Brian, "I have another surprise."

He glanced to her hesitantly. "What's this, I thought—"

"Just follow me," she interrupted.

Victoria headed toward the back of the store. Brian followed her down a hall and into a small room. Rafael stood next to a padded table wearing a white lab coat. He smiled brightly to them both.

"Victoria, I haven't seen you around in a long time."

"No reason to come in. I'm not dating all that much anymore."

"That should never stop you," he chuckled.

Rafael stepped toward Brian and smiled. He grabbed his hand and shook it gently. "So this is your friend."

Brian cleared his throat and said in a mock deep voice, "Brian. I'm Brian." He glanced down to his hand, which Rafael still had a hold of. Brian pulled it back slowly.

"Nice to meet you, Brian," Rafael said as he looked him over from head to toe. He added, "I love your new hairstyle. Now let me work my magic on the rest of your hair. Your woman is going to love it."

Brian looked at Victoria in shock. "What exactly is this?"

She opened her mouth to speak, but Rafael asked, "You want the standard male Brazilian not the Hollywood?"

She nodded her head. "Yes, the Brazilian."

"The what? What is that?" Brian asked horrified.

Rafael said, "A standard male Brazilian includes a full wax hair removal from the frontal pubic area, the shaft, scrotum, and anal area. It's your choice whether we leave a landing strip above the shaft, or we could take it all off."

Brian listened dumbfounded. Victoria glanced at Brian and then to Rafael. "I'm not sure about the landing strip. What are most guys doing these days?"

"Uh, it's about half who choose the strip and half who go completely bare. I kind of like the strip. That way you don't look like a little boy." Rafael slipped on a pair of latex gloves as he glanced at Brian, "So what do you think?"

"About what?"

"The landing strip."

"Um, uh, Victoria, can I talk to you for a second?"

Rafael exhaled deeply. "Victoria, I have another appointment in twenty minutes, so…"

She gave him an apologetic look. "We'll just be a second."

Brian walked out of the room and held the door for Victoria. She went into the hall, he gave Rafael a weak smile, slipped out, and closed the door.

Brian whispered angrily, "What the hell is this?"

"He's a genius with pubic hair."

Brian shook his head violently. "I'm not letting some guy wax my ass hole."

"So you only want the Hollywood then?"

Brian looked at her astonished with his mouth just about as wide open as it could get, but she plowed ahead without noticing, "You see I think that's a mistake with—"

"What the f*ck are you talking about?" he interrupted.

"We spoke about your balls a few months ago."

"Yeah, and I told you I'd shave them."

"And did you?" she asked skeptically.

"Yeah," he said sheepishly.

"Let me see."

He exhaled deeply. "Okay, I tried to once, but I got scared having that razor so close to my sensitive areas and—"

She nodded. "I figured. Waxing involves no blades of any kind."

"Yeah, but it sounds really painful. I mean ripping the hairs off your balls seems like it would kinda hurt."

"Oh, don't be a baby. It hurts for like a second."

Brian looked at her, shaking his head and grimacing. "I don’t know."

"You want more ball attention don't you?"

"Well, yes."

"And your ass…"

"What about my ass?" he asked smugly.

"You want more attention there, too?"

"It gets plenty of attention already."

She exhaled and then shook her head. "I heard about the sex the night of your birthday party."

"What about it? It was freaking amazing. Jillian did things to me she'd never done before."

"Are you sure?"

Brian moved in close and whispered, "I'm sure. She actually put her tongue on my…you know and was licking it and everything."

"I hate to be the one to tell you this, but that wasn't her tongue." Brian narrowed his eyes, and she continued, "That was a moistened finger."

His jaw dropped. "You're kidding, right?" She shook her head no and he said, "No way." He slumped against the wall.

"She told me herself. She wanted to give you the full treatment, but when she saw the condition of the jungle, she was scared off."

Brian looked her in the eye. "The jungle?"

Victoria gave him a sincere look. "Her words."

"I don't believe it."

Rafael opened the door and gave them a tired look. Victoria said, "Just one more minute." Rafael sighed and closed the door.

"Jillian really wanted to please you that way, but although I haven't seen you back there personally, I've got to imagine it's a disaster." He glared at her insulted. She continued, "And as I've said before, no woman wants to lick hairy balls, and she certainly doesn’t want to go near a hairy ass."

Brian shook his head then exhaled deeply. "I don’t know."

"How amazing did it feel when she was fake licking you back there?"

"It was…just mind blowing."

Victoria gently touched his forearm as she began, "Imagine what it would be like for Jillian to lick it for real and slowly move back and forth between your smooth, hair-free balls, then along your perineum…" As she described it she traced a finger up and down his forearm. "…and then back to the millions of supersensitive nerve endings of your anus."

He watched as she touched him. His mouth was wide open and his pants were starting to feel awfully tight, as he got lost in the fantasy. He gave her a hopeful look and then she added, "Just let him take a look. Let him give you his opinion. That all."

He frowned as he asked, "She really told you I'm too hairy?"

Victoria gave him a sympathetic nod.

Brian looked to the ceiling then put on a weak smile. "Okay."

She grinned. "Great." She opened the door for him, and he slowly walked in with her smiling widely behind him.

Rafael clapped his hands. "Okay, I've got fifteen minutes, so depending on what were working with here, we might need to reschedule. I'm pretty booked up the rest of the week."

Victoria said, "Oh please fit him in today. He leaves for his wedding in a few days, and he needs time to heal."

"Heal?" Brian asked horrified.

"Let's see what we've got." Rafael said. They both stared at Brian waiting.

"I should just drop my pants?"

"That would help." Rafael said in a weary voice.

Brian felt his penis and realized it was still a little hard from Victoria's erotic sales pitch. He figured that might be actually be a good thing, since he'd never been much of a shower. He smiled and then slipped his pants and underwear down.

"Hello," Rafael said impressed. Victoria smiled as she checked him out.

"You're a little worked up from the whole ass licking thing I told you about, aren’t you?"

Brian nodded reluctantly with his lips curled. Rafael slipped down to his knees lifted Brian's penis up then looked at his balls. He said, "Uh, huh." Then he lifted his balls and craned his neck down to look under them. "Oh, I see. You definitely need my help. No one is licking those and enjoying it." Brian glared at him and then glanced at Victoria as she gave him a sympathetic shrug.

Rafael stood as he looked at the clock. "Please remove your shoes, pants, and underwear. Then get up on the table."

Brian looked at them hesitantly. Rafael sighed and then Victoria motioned for him to hurry up. Brian pulled his shoes off and stepped out of his pants. Rafael said, "He does have a good looking penis though."

Victoria smiled like a proud parent. "I know. Doesn't he? I've actually held it…more than once."

Rafael simply said, "Huh."

Brian climbed up on the table on all fours, but kept his legs together and his ass cheeks closed up tight. Rafael studied his body closely. "The boys I know would love him. He has a fantastic body."

Victoria nodded, and Rafael moved behind Brian and spread his ass cheeks apart. He grimaced when he got a look at the dark thick mat of hair between them. "Oh, the boys would not like this at all."

Victoria moved in for a look and then recoiled while making a sour face. "It's worse than I thought."

Brian turned back to look at them. "What's wrong?"

Rafael commanded, "Spread your legs."

Brian frowned and spread his legs, opening up everything to Victoria and Rafael as they stood behind him studying his most private of areas. He glanced back once more to them and saw their judgmental, frowning faces. He shook his head as he whispered to himself, "I can't f*cking believe I have two people staring into my slightly hairy ass."

Rafael gave her a determined look as he said, "I can do this, but I'm going to need to trim it first and then wax all of it. Maybe twice."

Victoria nodded. "Can you do it now?"

"I'll fit him in. It's a shame when you see a beautiful penis such as this, hidden by so much hair."

"You should see his brother." She motioned to Brian as she continued, "Picture this body, but with a bigger penis…I mean much bigger."

Brian said, "Hey, I'm right here."

She ignored him and then continued, "And larger balls, like nice ones…that same firm ass, but with nothing but tiny little baby blonde hairs on all of it."

Rafael smiled brightly as he said, "Oh I love those baby blonde hairs."

"So do I."

"Is his brother straight?"

"He is. He's really straight."

"That's a shame because he sounds amazing."

Brian turned to them. "Okay, can we stop fawning over my brother’s perfect penis, balls, and hair-free ass? What am I—a giant hairy ape with a pencil dick?"

"No one called you an ape," Victoria replied. Brian glared at her, and she grinned. "You know I think you have a gorgeous penis."

Brian nodded and returned to the position. Rafael clapped his hands together then said, "Okay, let me get the big trimmer—the really big one."

As he walked out into the hall, Raphael screamed, "Reschedule my two thirty and my three."

Brian glared at Victoria as he asked, "Really?"

"You are going to love it. Trust me."

He exhaled deeply and began to whimper.

When Rafael returned, he spent the next ten minutes trimming all the hair he could reach. When the waxing began, the bloodcurdling screams could be heard two stores away on both sides of the spa. Most people inside the spa thought it was a woman screaming, but when the screams were followed by a male voice spewing horrific expletives, they realized exactly what was happening. It wasn't the first time that a man was tricked into a full Brazilian, and it wouldn’t be the last.

Forty minutes later, Brian limped to the car, exhausted and bleeding from places he'd rather not mention. He didn't say a word to Victoria during the ten-minute drive home as he sat fidgeting and grimacing in his seat. When Victoria pulled her car into the Grayson driveway, Brian opened the door to leave. She grabbed his arm. He looked at her and sighed.

"Look, I know this wasn't fun, but it will be worth it."

"It better be."

"When she sees your hairless parts, she's going to instantly get wet." Victoria smiled brightly as she added, "Wait, I know…you should not show her until the wedding night. It'll make it really special." She frowned as she added, "Well, you’ll probably need at least three days to heal fully anyway."

"How did it look?"

"Amazing. You penis and balls looked huge not covered by all that hair. And your ass looked so good you could eat a snack off it. I saw it just before the blood began gushing out."

He grimaced and then reached again for the door.

"Wait. Don't go in there frowning. She'll know something is up. Just use the cream he gave you, and you should be fine. Take a few baths."

He painted on a fake smile. "All right."

She gave him a sympathetic look. "Do you need me to come in and take a look or change your pad or anything?"

He glared at her without answering as he climbed out of the car.

"Oh, okay then."

He glanced back to her. "She better be all over me, or I'm coming over to your house so you can do it."

"Listen, Brian, If Jillian wasn't my best friend, and if I didn't just recently shove my tongue so far up your brother's ass that he couldn't breathe, you wouldn't be able to pull me off of you."

He looked at her horrified. "Charming."

Brian grimaced as he adjusted his shorts in the back. He exhaled deeply and then paused. "Well, thanks—I guess." He adjusted the back of his shorts once more with a frown and then put on a cheery fake smile as he nodded to her.

"Tough it out. I promise it will be worth it."

Victoria grinned as she watched him walking a little funny toward the house.





Brian struggled to walk normally as he headed into the kitchen. He found Jillian sitting there typing away on her laptop. She said, "Hi."

He asked hesitantly, "Is everything okay?"

She smiled. "I've decided to just not think about it. Let Albert and my publisher deal with it for now. I sent the papers off to my attorney and told him I don't want to talk about it until I get back."

Jillian finally noticed his hair then said, "Oh I love your haircut! You look cute." She closed her computer and then walked up and hugged him. She said, "Let's not let it spoil our wedding. Now weren't we going to take a trip before?"

He looked at her confused, "A trip?"

"Around the world."

"Oh yeah…"

Jillian reached down to his groin and squeezed his package gently. He jumped back as if she had shoved a stick into an opened wound. He yelped, "Ouch."

She gave him an odd look. "What's wrong."

"Sorry, I just…uh, you know balls can be so sensitive. They must have been sitting in there wrong or…"

She gave him a sexy smile and moved toward him. "Do you want me to check them for you?" He took another step back, and she narrowed her eyes. "What the hell is wrong with you?"

"I was just thinking, maybe we should not have sex until the wedding night. I think it'll really be hot to, uh, wait."

She gave him a skeptical look. "Really?"

"Yeah, we'll be so horny for each other by Sunday that we'll just go crazy. It'll be amazing."

Jillian smiled warming to the idea a bit. Then she said, "Okay. I can do it if you can do it."

He smiled halfheartedly, grabbed two beers out of the refrigerator, and then headed out of the room.

"Where are you going?" She called after him.

"Upstairs to take a bath."

She made a quizzical face then said, "Okay, but remember this no sex thing means no masturbation either."

"You don't have to worry about that," he moaned as he limped up the steps while clutching his balls gently.