Men Shaving their Asses.

One thing I dig is when guys shave their balls. Blow jobs are much more appealing when it's a bit cleaned up down there. Sucking on shaved balls is much more enjoyable than hairy ones I don't mind hair anywhere else though.

 

I don't know...it doesn't matter to me.

I shave everything as well, but I don't expect my man to do the same.

Why...because I know that he has maybe 400 times the body hair than I do, and I know shaving his ass for him is going to be pretty tedious and hard to keep up with.

As for his hairy chest: Oh my Lanta, I LOVE his hairy chest! I love rolling over, sneaking my hand underneath his shirt, and just running it through his hair. It's fucking manly.

Shaving has never been a difficult thing for me to accomplish or keep up with, so I'm not upset that I shave and he doesn't. That may be because my hair is a very light blonde, even downstairs...so it doesn't exactly look evident when it's growing back in.

Also, I don't shave/wax for just sex or for my significant other...I do it for me.
I feel better about myself when I do.

*shrug*

 

Women shave. You (at least some/most, maybe all) say you like the feel of shaved skin. And guys love that too. Its womanly, its sexy.

So, when a guy shaves like some women want (to eliminate the double standards), do you not realize that it isn't manly? Women do it to be feminine. So if men do it too.... get my point?

 

As a guy who naturally sports a wolverine below the belt if I don't shave, trimming is the best method I've found. Honestly, when your ass hairs literally give you shit, you have to fight back. Not to be obscene (I don't think it's possible anymore in this thread) but once you're regularly mining for dingleberries you're at risk of having a liquid poo which leaves your ass hairs caked. Think about the nastiness you can spare yourself, man.

 

It's a different style of manliness, dude.

 

I guess there is a line of what is out of control and what is just manly, I don't mind hair on my boyfriend..I think it would feel weird if he shaved his legs and shit. I do appreciate when he shaves his balls but I don't really care either, to be honest if his balls are in my mouth I'm not thinking about hair. But he also isn't disgustingly hairy either.

 

the only down side to having a really hairy ass is it takes like a full roll of toilet paper every time i shit

 

Girls might not, but guys may. Imagine guys in a locker room and one guy is shaved. Yeah, it might be cause he is dating you and has a much better sex life than any other guy there, but still. Its, different.

Regardless, I would guess most guys with a girl they were serious about would not mind shaving. In college some girl wanted to glitter my face. My buddy refused, and she said "if a guy is really comfortable with his sexuality, then he wouldn't be scared of a little glitter". That was really well said. Long story short, I was glittery that night. Anyway, that concept holds true for this too.

On that note, I am not that hairy in the first place. I have hair, but its not that thick and lies flat on my skin, so it doesn't cover my skin any. Same holds true to my ass. Good enough for you?

 

I have recently made one of the biggest mistakes in my life, and I offer my story to you, that you may learn from my error. It all started, as many things do, with me having trouble shitting.

No, I was not constipated. This was not a regularity problem but a matter of technique. It seems my ass-hair had grown to such a length that tiny balls of shit were constantly getting tied up in the matted jungle between my ass-cheeks. It led to much frustration, with me knowing that I still had something to drop, but unable to shake the tenacious turd loose from its butt hair dwelling place. Eventually I would have to do one of two things: either reach down with some paper and try to pinch off the lingering loaf (which required careful precision to avoid smearing the creature all over my rear, especially since I had no way of seeing what I was doing) or just go for broke, start wiping, and hope that I could remove all the leftover fecal matter before the toilet paper reached its ‘Can't-Be-Flushed' threshold.

As I was contemplating this problem, I had what seemed at the time to be a brilliant idea. “Hey, this is my butt and my butt-hair, right? So why don't I just eliminate all the hair all together, and then my crap will flow out like beer from a keg!" I said to myself. It is a statement that will go down in history with a lot of other regretted statements, things like "How many Indians could there be?" said by General Custer. "Looks like a good day for a drive!" by JFK, or "There! America On-Line now has complete Usenet access!" by some idiot system tech. Such was my anal shaving idea.

I performed the operation that night, with a cheap disposable razor and a towel to sit on. Starting from the bottom, and shaving from the crack to the cheeks, I began the arduous process of ridding my ass of hair. Occasionally, I would have to clean the razor of accumulated hair and miscellaneous slime, which I did by wiping it on the towel. Slowly, my twin mounds and the between-ravine began to resemble the hairless cheeks of a newborn baby. Finally, I wiped the razor one last time, and surveyed my work. The towel was covered with a pile of hair. My ass was smooth as ivory. I smiled; satisfied, thinking my troubles were over.

Little did I know?

I now have a great respect for anal-hair. Like everything in this world God created, it has its mighty purpose in existence. It was only after I had removed it that I started to learn how much I had been taking it for granted. For one, it provides friction. I learned this the next day, when I walked out into the sun heading for class. After climbing two flights of stairs and starting to sweat, I started to notice something unpleasant. The sweat was accumulating in my crack, and was causing the unpleasant sensation of my two ass-cheeks sliding past each other with every step. I thought about going to the bathroom and wiping it off, but had to get to class. Eventually, I thought, it would dry.

Unfortunately, it did dry, but only after mingling with the microscopic shit- molecules lingering around my brown starfish. When I stood up after class, my cheeks were stuck together with a slimy sticky shit/sweat combination. As I made my way back to my dorm, it started to itch. And I mean it itch! Felt like a swarm of ants was making its way up and down my crack. Fighting to keep from jamming my hand down there and scratching away, I rushed back to the dorm.

Unfortunately again, this exertion caused me to sweat, and when I finally reached my room, my cheeks were sliding back and forth against each other like a pair of horny cane-toads. I quickly dropped my pants, and attempted to dry my ass off by sticking it in front of a fan and spreading my cheeks. As I pulled the two mounds of flesh apart, a horrible stench burst free and filled the room. Every dog within a 4-block radius started to howl. I had it worst of all, as the ripe aroma of festering shit/sweat went into the fan and blew back into my face. I fought to keep from heaving. And as I sat there, fighting vomit, my ass cheeks spread and dripping, with the concentrated aroma of my body odor mixed with the tangy smell of my own shit blowing right into my face, I had only one thought: "It will be like this until the hair grows back. Weeks."

Later on, trying to deal as best I could, wiping my ass at every opportunity, I discovered another wonderful use for ass-hair, ventilation. I attempted to launch a fart, only to have it get stuck between my ass-cheeks. Apparently, with no hair, the two pink twins can get vacuum-sealed together, and the result was a frustrating fart that slid up and down between my cheeks like a lost gerbil.

As if that wasn't enough, I am now enduring further torture. As anyone who has ever shaved anything knows, when hair is first growing back in, it comes in as stubble. Imagine your ass having the texture of a Brillo pad. Well, that's what I am dealing with now. It is a hellish torture, and there are many times when I just look out the window and contemplate why I shouldn't just jump out and get it all over with in one fleshy splat, rather than endure this constant agony.

All I can say is friends, do NOT shave your ass hair!

 

That's actually a myth. Cutting hair does absolutely jack shit as far as how quickly and how thickly hair grows back in. Just so happens that most guys start shaving before their facial hair is fully grown in, so it continues to get thicker and grow faster after they start shaving. "Wow, shaving is making my hair grow back faster!" No it's not. Correlation =/= causation.

 

Explain my nut sack then. I started shaving that at 30.

 

And now I crave chocolate pudding.