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Dingleberries

Posted by: SoloTouchArchive Age: 28 Posted on: 16 Apr 2003 0 comments
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I transferred from a small college to a large University for my Junior year. Knowing no one there I accepted the dormitory assignment I was given. My roommate was also a new transfer. To my disappointment he was narrow-minded, and very traditional in his views, coming from a fundamentalist religious background in the rural South. For the first month or so, we had a strained relationship, and basically ignored each other. Among his other nasty characteristics he frequently made anti-gay comments. I was struggling with my own sexual feelings during that period and found his views very troubling. He also took some care never to appear completely naked in front of me, always changing in a small alcove or in the bathroom. He was athletic and far mor muscular than I. One day I heard a yelp and a lot of cursing from him in the bathroom. He came running out completley naked and holding a towel against his ass. It was very bloody and he was in a near panic. He had been shaving his ass hair, he told me, because the hairs would 'catch dingleberries' (dried clumps of fecal material if you live in a cave). So I got out the First Aid box that every floor in the dorm had, and made him lay on his bed. I cauterized the wound and bandaged it. The gash was right in the crack very near the hole and I had a great time doing that. He actually was grateful that he did not have to go to the infirmary and explain it all. When it was healed about two weeks later I brought the incident up and told him he shouldn't do that again, and let him know that it hadn't bothered me to patch his ass up. I offered to keep his ass hairs trimmed for him. He got very uncomfortable at the suggestion and he didn't seem to know how to react. I let the topic drop for a while, till he calmed down, then just went and got some scissors and a comb and matter-of-factly told him to go shower and then kneel on the bed. To my amazement he actually did exactly what I said! When he came out of the shower he got in bed on all fours. I asked him to put his chest on the bed so his hands would be free to spread his cheeks so I could reach the hairs. I very, very carefully, and slowly, trimmed each and every hair from around the hole and up and down the crack. He had a lot of hair! It got me so hard I started to shake and it was difficult to keep my hand steady enough to do the trimming. But I got through it. We did this again about three weeks later and that time I commented that it would be a lot better to shave all the hair from his butt cheeks as well. He agreed and I lathered him up and shaved them. At one point while I was picking with my fingers some lose hair that had landed right on his hole, he sprung a hard. I laughed and told him, 'I always get a boner when I'm embarrassed.' He laughed too. That seemed to make it alright for him. I shaved him fairly often during that year, usually just before going to sleep. He always got a boner when we did it after that second time, and I always managed to put a finger on his hole to dust off imaginary loose hairs; a few minutes after we finished we would often both in our own beds jerking off under the covers. Neither of us was very quiet when we jerked off, and I am sure he knew what I was doing as well as I knew what he was doing. We never really socialized together. At the end of that academic year I moved in with friends and hardly ever saw him again.