2 comments/ 1886 views/ 1 favorites It's Barely Theatre Ch. 01 By: clipperdreams It's a great day! I finally got a part in an off-off-off Broadway show! I'd been trying for months to land a part. I don't care what part I get, just to be able to act on stage is my dream. The future of theatre has been in jeopardy for the last twenty years, so time was growing short to get on stage. The part I got is in a revamped and sexy restaging of "Hair," updated for the 150th anniversary of the original production in October of 1967. The music will be the same, but singers will be paired with the latest technology in theatre today, robots. Great strides have been made in theatrical robots and often their abilities exceed the humans involved. The day has arrived and I'm meeting the rest of the cast at the grooming salon. I guess it's where we get styled for the production, costumes, wigs, etc. The cast is even-steven, four men and four women, with two robots. The grooming salon door looms over me. Looks like a warehouse, but when I walk in, I'm amazed. It's very posh inside. White walls with beige carpeting. The color in the room is provided by red desks and chairs. There is a set of bubbled purple glass doors. I stop at the desk, and introduce myself. "Hi. I'm Dora. I'm with the cast of Hair." "Oh, yes, miss. You're the last member to arrive. They are in Suite Four. Through those doors and take a right. It's at the end of the corridor." I thank her and make my way. The suites must be sound proof as it's so quiet you could hear a pin drop. I get to the end and open the door. "There she is now. Hey, Roberto, the last one is here. We can get started." I drop my things on one of the chairs by the desk and join the others standing around the director, Hank. "Most of you don't know your cast-mates as well as you're going to. In order to help you all become comfortable with each other before we start rehearsing, we will be groom each other. The end result will be your costume, or lack of, for the production. Roberto here has done this with other theatre groups and found that by the end of this exercise, everyone is friendly with everyone else and there's no embarrassment. We need no shy school girls here. Roberto, they're all yours." "Thanks, Hank." Roberto steps forward and speaks to us, giving us instructions. "Because you auditioned for this show, you know how intimate it will become. You need to get comfortable not only with yourself, but with others as well. We will start this exercise by disrobing in a group. Now there's no need to be embarrassed if you get excited at first. Remember, it's worse for the men. By the end of the exercise, you won't even notice the others." There are a few titters and nervous laughter, but Roberto goes on. "Make a circle, boy girl boy girl." We move into position. "That's it. Now, on the count of three, you will undress, starting with tops and ending with bottoms. Just drop your clothes. And yes, they ALL come off. One...two... three." We all unbutton, some slower than others, or pull over our heads our shirts and blouses. Some guys wear undershirts and they take them off while we girls take our bras off. I find I'm not nervous even though I haven't had a lover since moving to this town six years ago. But I can see others are. No one wants to go further. "Come now, you've done this before with your lovers. Bottoms off, now." We reluctantly push and pull off skirts and pants, and various underwear. "I know, I know, you're all nervous, but I want you to look at each other from head to toe. It's okay and safe to check each other out." We shyly peek and glance at naked men and women. A couple men have softies growing. I've seen men before. It may have been a while, but I remember my man. I'm curious about the women. I check out breasts and hair/no hair pussies. It's just variations on a theme, but I find I'm a little turned on. Roberto speaks again, "Now we will progress from looking at each other to grooming each other. The men will be first in the chairs. Men, please sit." The men march over to the barber chairs and sit. "Ladies, find someone to stand beside. You will be grooming him." We girls pick our guys. Two girls try for the same one but no fight breaks out. "Okay, ladies. On the table behind you, you will find combs, scissors and clippers as well as brushes. You will first cut their hair, if it isn't already short. I see several men with mops. Yes, you'll be losing your beloved locks. The one who is already bald, your lady can sit this one out. The clippers have guides on them so you will be able to cut only so much. I'll be walking the line and help if you need it. Ready? Begin." We pick up combs and scissors and turn towards the men. I chose Alden, a gorgeous brown-haired Brit. I noticed him earlier and was immediately attracted to him. And I love his accent. Before I cut, I run my hands through his hair, pulling it up to see how long it is, feeling how soft it is. I massage his head a little and I hear a low moan from the front of the head I'm working on. It makes me smile and gives me ideas. I start scissoring his hair the way I've watched my oldest brother do it. He's a hairdresser and when I was a kid, I used to hang around his shop, watching. I cut the top to an inch, and then turn to the sides. I cut each side to an inch as well. The back, let's see. I run my hand up the back of his head, from nape to top once, twice. It feels nice to me and I hear a groan in agreement from the head. I switch from scissors to clippers. I study the head, deciding what to do. "Do you need help, dear?" Roberto asks me. "Yes. I'm not sure where or how to start. Any suggestions?" He takes the clippers from my hand and demonstrates. "See, hold them like this and at an angle like this. Start here and move up to the top. Repeat until there's no hair above the guide. You want to keep the length even all the way around. See? You try." He hands me the clippers and watches me do a couple passes. "You got it," and Roberto moves on. I continue clipping the sides of Alden's head, being careful to do it as Roberto showed me. When I get to the back, I push his head down and place the clippers at the base of his neck. I hesitate, leaving them there to send vibrations down his spine, then move them ever so slowly up his neck. I repeat the process, including the hesitation, several times, until there's no hair above the guide. Somewhere in the middle of this, another moan escapes from my head. I put the clippers down and look at my work. I get close to the top of his head, inhaling the scent of his hair. I place my hands on the top of his head and smooth his hair down to his nape. Then, as a tease, I run my fingernails up his nape. I see his shoulders react in a shiver. I grab a brush and brush the hair off his shoulders and neck and stand behind him, signaling that I'm done. Others are finishing up as well, and soon there's no more buzzing or sweeping sounds. Roberto walks to the front of us. "Very good, ladies. Now that you've gotten a feel for the clippers, you will use them after scissoring their pubic hair." Audible gasps of shock from both sexes can be heard. I feel myself blush but I also feel my pussy get a little bit wetter than it was. "After scissor cutting as much hair as you can, you will then shave them clean. Don't be afraid to touch their cocks and balls, you'll have to in the show anyway, so might as well get used to it now. You will need to get all the hair shaved off. Ready? Begin." I can see several men with huge grins. One man already has a huge erection. This is going to be fun! I kneel in front of him. "I'll be careful, Alden. Don't worry." "Doll, you can do whatever you want to me." I blush. I start on the outer edge and twirl a bunch of his pubic hair around my finger, pull it taut and cut the hair off, dropping strands on the floor. I repeat the process and I keep my eyes on what I'm doing. I'm afraid if I look at Alden I'll get nervous. As I get closer to his cock, it twitches. This is turning him on. It has an effect on me too but I can't give in. I reach for his balls and hold them in one hand while scissoring off what little hair is there. We were given brushes and cloths to brush away hair and I take mine and brush Alden off. His cock twitches and rises ever so slightly. I hide my smile at this. His cock is looking really good to me right now, as my ever moistening pussy indicates. I pick up the clippers and turn them on. I start mid-way up his pubes, shaving up to rid him of the short hairs. It takes quite a few passes to clean this area. I move lower and closer to his cock and carefully wrap my hand around it so it doesn't get in my way. I'm pleased to feel him get hard in my hand. I pretend to reposition my hand when I'm actually moving my hand up and down. It gets even harder, and so does Alden's breathing. I put clipper to pubes and his hips thrust forward a bit. I carefully shave around one side of his cock. When that area is clean, I put his cock against his tummy and gingerly handle his balls. As I roll them around looking for hair, I hear him suck in his breath and hold it, but I did a good job with the scissors so don't need the clippers. When I let go of his balls, he lets out his breath. In order to do the other side of his cock, I need to be on that side so I get up and walk around the footrest. I surreptitiously glance at Alden. His face is flushed, his eyes closed. He is clearly enjoying my ministrations. I kneel again and put my hand on his cock to move it. It startles him and he jumps a bit. So does his cock. Just as I put clipper to skin, my hand slips up and over the mushroom head and feels a bit of pre-cum. "Sorry, I slipped." "Quite alright, Dora. You can slip anytime." My face reddens and I tuck my chin down and concentrate on shaving this side of his pubes. I take my time, not wanting to end this, but I finally shave away the rest of the hair. I take the brush and brush him off again, paying special attention to his balls, not that they needed it, but just to tease him. As I stand up, signaling I'm done, I feel his hand brush mine. "Thanks for a job well done." He winks at me. It's Barely Theatre Ch. 02 "Okay, girls. I see that you all have finished. It is now your turn. Gentlemen, please exchange places with your groomer." The men get up and move so the women can sit down. Some men wipe the seat before the woman sits. I take Alden's place in the chair. I hope he's as good to me as I was to him. "Gentlemen, you will groom the women in the fashion they have groomed you. You will get to know them as intimately as they now know you. There are fresh scissors, clippers, and brushes for you to use. As the girls have different hair styles and lengths, it will be up to you to confer with your lady as to how short they want it. On the table beside your clippers are several guides for different lengths. They are labeled so you can find the right one easily. Ladies, be specific when they ask. I am not responsible if they get it wrong. Okay, talk and decide, then begin the haircut." Alden bends down and whispers seductively in my ear, "Do you trust me?" My heart is beating a rhumba! I turn to look at him. After several heartbeats, I answer him, "Yes." Alden moves to get the scissors and comb, and comes back to me. He takes hair into the comb and cuts it off. I feel it drop down my shoulder. He cuts more hair off and it falls down my back. The soft brushing of my hair onto my body feels so erotic. He continues cutting and hair continues to slide down my body, like a light caress from a lover. When hair slides down my breasts, it tickles my nipples, hardening them to buds. I'm lulled into a sensuous daze while he cuts. The spell is broken when he brushes the hair off of me, paying close attention to my breasts. I sigh, "Thank you." He turns to look at me. "Oh, did I say that out loud?" He smiles and nods in affirmation. He disappears behind me and I hear buzzing. He has the clippers now. I don't know what to expect, but I feel excited. Alden starts in the front, and runs the clippers over the top of my head towards the back. It feels nice, tingly. He makes several passes and each time I feel more tingly. It's like a vibrator on your head. I hear a click and the clippers run up the side of my head. God, that feels even better. He slides the clippers up to the top two more times, before going around to the other side. He repeats the shaving on the other side, and I'm feeling the vibrations and it's turning me on. Another click of the clippers, and he pushes my head down. He mimics my moves and holds the clippers to my neck, hesitating, then moving them slowly up my neck. I can't believe how wonderful that feels. He reaches the top of my head and removes the clippers. He starts at the bottom again, doing the exact same thing. I've never felt anything like this. It sends shivers down to my core. A few more passes and he's done. The clippers turn off. Alden gets a soft brush and brushes the hair off my neck, finishing with a lingering brush of his hand. I have no idea what I look like now, but I feel amazing. We look up to find that we were the last to finish. All eyes were on us. I feel my face burn with embarrassment. "Ladies, you can see your new haircuts later. Right now the gentlemen are going to shave your pussies. Well, the ones that aren't already bare. Those who are can take 5, as they say. The rest of the men, scissors and clippers. I think you probably already know what to do. If not, ask one who does. You may start." Alden looks down at me with a smoldering smile. I'm in trouble now. He kneels in front of me with scissors in his hands. Before he cuts, his hand strokes down from my stomach to my pussy. He whispers, "Nice kitty, pretty kitty." He strokes me again. His touch is soft and feels so nice. He finally grasps some hair, twirls it, and cuts it. He does this slowly, deliberately, prolonging it. Another twirl and cut. Every time he touches me, my pussy clenches in desire. Twirl and cut, twirl and cut. The top of my pussy now has short hair. He inches closer to get the hairs on either side. They are too short to twirl. He's very careful as he cuts the hairs. His tongue sticks out in concentration. It's so cute! I wonder what that tongue can do, and feel myself get wetter. He's done all he can with the scissors, and as he gets up, a finger brushes by my clit, and I jump. "Sorry, I slipped," he says with a knowing grin. "That's okay, anytime." Alden gets the clippers from the table and comes back. He stands for a second, thinking of how best to approach the deed. All the other men are kneeling to one side, but Alden decides to push my legs apart and get in between. You know the rush that happens when you experience something unexpected but turns you on so fast? I had one when he got between my legs. He kneels down and puts clipper to pubes. He slowly shears away the top of my pubes. The vibrations from the clippers are reaching my core. With each pass, I feel more turned on. When I'm bare, he moves to one side, being very careful not to draw blood. The clipper, so close to my pussy, is totally turning me on. I release more moisture and hope he doesn't notice. I'm now bare on that side so he moves the clippers to the other side. He quickly glances up at me. Damn, he noticed. He carefully shaves the hair closest to my opening. My breathing increases and I suddenly feel the clippers back on my pubes, right above my clit, pressing the vibrations into me. I can't sit still and clamp both my hands over my mouth to quiet my orgasm. I see his head bob. He's giggling! "You bastard," I whisper to him. Before he stands, a finger is inserted into me and pulls out with cum. He looks around to see if it's safe, then sticks it in his mouth. "Yum," he whispers back with a smile. He puts the clippers on the table and comes back with a soft cloth to wipe away the hair. He gives a little pat on my pussy, then stands behind me, signaling he's done. I hear heavy breathing and squeaks from another woman. It's obvious we all are turned on with this exercise. Roberto puts an end to our fun. "Ladies and gentlemen, you should now all be able to be naked with each other on stage and perform without embarrassment and without being sexually aroused. This is the end of the exercise. You are welcome to use the showers in the next room before you go." Our director turns to him. "Thank you, Roberto. I'm sure this new confidence will be reflected in our performance." We all clap and say thank you, then turn to get our clothes. Alden and I wait for the others to get their clothes from the chairs. Most dress right away and leave through the door. One couple head to the showers. We look at each other; we know what they're about. Soon we are the only ones there. Alden takes my hand and leads me back to our chair. He sits down and reaches out for my hips. "Sit." I place a leg on one side of him, going through the opening under the armrest. I position my pussy over his hard sword, and bring the other leg 'round while impaling myself. He rocks and I ride in that barber chair. He puts one hand up to stroke the back of my head. In my lust for him, I had forgotten about the haircut. With his feet, he turns the chair so it faces the mirrors behind the table. As I bounce up and down, I catch sight of my haircut. A cute pixie! I love it! So I feel the back of his head as well, and run my fingernails up his nape again. He pulls me in for a kiss, a long, hot, wet, tongue kiss. We fuck in that chair until we are totally breathless and utterly spent. I have never been so thoroughly fucked by a stranger. Needless to say, the production of the show went smoothly and we got standing ovations every night. It ran so long that I eventually became the female lead, which allowed me to couple with the male lead as well as the two robots. The sex was unbelievable! And I wasn't acting! Obviously society in the year 2117 is less puritanical than it was when the show first opened, as not one theatre critic had anything bad to say about the sex onstage. The final orgy scene was so amazing it alone was nominated for an Emmy! Alden and I now live together. The first thing we bought together was an old-fashioned 1950s barber chair and we relive that day very often, as well as make up new games with clippers. Long live barber chairs! Oh, and the theatre too!