Today is Charlie's waxing appointment and I know I said I'd go with him, but I didn't know he was going to make me an appointment as well. So now we're in the car, driving off to a waxing place where some random person is going to rip hair out of my asshole.

It's safe to say I'm not excited.

"Don't get jealous of the waxers." Charlie giggles.

"As long as they don't jack you off, I should be fine." I huff. Charlie is way too happy about all of this. I bet the little shit planned this and knew exactly what he was doing when he clicked 'appointment for two'.

"You're going to be clean." Charlie covers his face. "It's so weird to think about. After this, we'll most likely not get you waxed again so you'll have some hair. I'll manage it for you if you want."

"I like my pubic hair." I pout. "I love when you nuzzle your whole face in it, unafraid of my manly jungle."

"I like your pubic hair. There's just too much right now."

"You should braid it like Ry's hair." I chuckle.

"Disgusting. I'd rather braid your actual hair."

I pull up a strand. "Is it even long enough to braid?"

"A few tiny ones. Oooh. Mini pigtails!" Charlie bounces.

"Sure, but I'm not wearing them out in public." I compromise.

"Aww. Why not? You'd look so cute."

I shake my head. "I'd look weird. Beard and pigtails? I mean, don't get me wrong, plenty of men could pull it off, but I ain't one of 'em."

"Your scruff doesn't constitute as a beard, babe."

I gasp. "Fuck you! Just for that, I'm growing a beard."

"Eeew!"

I laugh. "Better learn to like hairy lips!"

"We'll just never touch."

"That's dramatic."

"I hate beards. They're so gross. Food and grodiness get in them. No kisses. Sounds like an infestation." Charlie shivers. "Boner killer."

I frown. "That's only if you don't take care of it, babe."

"Do... do you want one?"

I shrug. "I've always wanted to try it."

"Oh."

"It's fine though. It'd probably be too ticklish when I eat you out anyway." I wink.

"You promise you're not sad?" Charlie frowns.

"I'm not sad." I promise him and grab his hand to hold.

"Good. You should be a happy cowboy, not a sad one."

"Yee-haw!" I call out.

"Yee-haw," Charlie giggles, his natural accent making me grin.

"You're so fucking cute." I smile.

"Thank you. I just copied what you said."

"Your accent, baby, it does things to me."

"I have lived here all my life." He laughs.

"I love reaping the benefits of that." I grin as we arrive.

"I like your voice too, Superstar." He gets out of the car and grabs my hand as soon as I'm out.

I try to appear confident, though I'm starting to feel nervous again. I walk us inside and let Charlie do all the talking.

"Ethan, it's time to go," Charlie says, snapping me out of my trance.

"I'm coming." I blurt and follow him and the desk lady into a secluded room with two bed/table/lay down things and two women waiting for us.

Charlie is already pulling his pants and briefs down.

"Whoa, we just get naked?!" I exclaim. I've never been one to flash my junk.

"The lower half, babe."

I grumble and take my pants and briefs off as well before lying down on the table. "This thing is cold."

"You're awfully full of complaints today."

I purse my lips. "Sorry, babe, I'm just nervous." I reach my hand across to him.

He holds it as the two women come in and put on gloves.

"His first time?" The blonde asks.

"Yeah. He's a newbie. Be gentle with him." Charlie smiles.

The brunette giggles. "You're cute."

"Thank you." Charlie cheeses.

I narrow my eyes and ignore the girl. "I don't need anyone to be gentle."

The blonde shrugs and the brunette smirks before getting everything ready just as the blonde does. Charlie converses with the women, unbothered as the blonde covers his legs with colorful wax and starts the process.

"You're not getting your legs done too, are you?" The blonde asks me.

"No." I shake my head. God forbid they take away any more hair than I agreed to.

"If you don't get his privates perfect, it's fine. Do a good job on his asshole though." Charlie giggles, not even flinching as the strips get removed from his legs.

I blush wildly and look at my girl. "What's your name?"

"Erin," she says, smiling.

"My name is Hayley," the blonde giggles.

"Pretty names." I laugh nervously, trying to cover my junk.

"Sir, I need to see that." Erin coaxes. "It's fine. You don't have anything to be embarrassed about."

"Ethan's got a good dick." Charlie nods.

I move my hands to cover my face instead. "Charlieeeeeee." I whine.

He laughs happily. "You're so cute."

Erin starts cutting my hair so that it's short enough to wax before putting the warm substance on my balls. It feels weird to be touched by someone other than Charlie.

"Has anyone ever, like, got an erection during this?" I ask to keep up conversation so we don't end up in an awkward silence.

"Yes."

"Ethan, don't get an erection." Charlie scolds.

"I'm not trying to." I hiss, thankful it hasn't happened.

Erin rips the paper and wax away and I scream, shooting up. "Fuck, what the fuck!"

"Stop being such a drama queen." Charlie scoffs with a grin as his legs are getting finished.

"Charlie, it hurts!" I cry and lie back down. "Ughh."

Hayley finally gets to Charlie's balls and Erin rips away more wax.

I cover my mouth to keep from crying out this time, but I do whimper.

"Ethan, baby, it'll be okay," Charlie consoles me, unphased by his own wax being ripped off.

I massage my face. "God, I have so much more respect for you, Charlie, holy shit."

"Thanks, babe." He giggles. "Want your eyebrows waxed or tweezed~?"

I shake my head, the thought making me want to cry. "No."

"You have to pick one!"

"No I don't."

"I don't know, Charlie, his eyebrows are pretty bushy." Erin snickers.

"He has perfect eyebrows. The inbetween just needs to be cleaned up. They have a pretty shape." Charlie hums.

"Beauty is the eighth layer of Hell that Dante forgot." I mumble.

"Pain is beauty," Charlie and the women say in unison.

"I hate it." I huff.

"But you looooooooo-o-ove me."

"Yes, I do." I nod.

The last of the wax is removed from my balls and she moves my legs apart to get to my ass.

I whine and keep my face covered. "I feel so fuckin' vulnerable!"

"That's hot. Embrace it!" Charlie cheers.

I just groan.

The wax gets pulled away. I just wince this time since I'm not as sensitive there. "Is it over?"

"Maybe the eyebrows." Charlie giggles.

"It's official, you're taking advantage of my willingness to do anything for you." I throw my hands up.

"Am not. Tweeze or wax, my love?"

"Tweeze." I decide bitterly.

"Lots of kisses and cookies will be awarded." Charlie wipes himself off and gets his clothes on. "Time to pay."

I get up and wipe myself off as well. "Thank you, ladies." I say without making eye contact as I pull my clothes back on.

My boyfriend grabs my hand and kisses it. "You're so cute."

"I'm not cute." I stick my tongue out at him.

"You are." He pays at the front and then pulls me to the car.

"I feel naked." I complain as I get in the passenger's seat.

"If only."

"What if my balls aren't actually pretty and my hair was deceiving you?" I wonder aloud. "It might be so ugly!"

He reaches into my briefs. "Feels perfect to me."

I blush, my body already starting to respond to his touch. "Thanks."

"Welcome." He strokes me a few times before driving home.

I stare out the window, thinking. Now would be the perfect time to show Charlie...

After our conversation about bottoming, I wanted to show Charlie that I'm not afraid of femininity and that I don't think less of anyone who bottoms. I just didn't know how to do that until an idea struck me.

I could wear lingerie for him.

I don't know if he's into it or if I'll even look good, but it's the perfect way to show him. So I'd bought some online one evening while Charlie was cooking and they'd come last night.

"I'd like to take a shower when we get back." I mention.

"Okay. I'll bake in the meantime."

"Awesome." I gulp.

"Is there a problem with my baking?" Charlie asks, examining my expression.

My eyes widen. "Oh my god, no! I love your baking, you know that."

"Then what's wrong?"

"My balls tingle." I blurt.

"Oh?"

"Y-Yeah, they're very sensitive right now."

That sounded like a come on, dammit.

"Want me to kiss them all better?" He grins sassily.

I grin right back. "Maybe after my shower."

He parks. "Will do."

We head up to the apartment and I give Charlie a kiss before heading into my room, closing the door behind me, which I never do. I can hear Charlie in the kitchen while I shower and use it to calm my nerves.

I really hope he likes it.

Once I'm all clean, I pull the box out from under my bed and breathe, taking the contents out. I'd ordered a dark purple set of panties and a top, see through cover that goes down to my belly button along with a dark purple buttplug.

I lube up my fingers and start stretching my hole before sticking up the plug and pushing it inside. I've never had anything up my ass besides Charlie's various appendages, but it doesn't feel bad, just a little cold.

I slip on the panties and the top and go to my mirror to look myself over. I blush and fix my hair. I actually don't look bad, especially with my freshly waxed genitals.

I smile and leave my room, my blush growing the closer I get to Charlie. I reach the kitchen where his back is facing me and call out, "Babe."

"You sure took a while. It's almost time to put the batter i— Woah." He blink as he turns to look at me, blushing.

I bite my lip and stand confidently. "I... uh ...I wanted to show you that I don't mind bottoming and that I don't look down on bottoms or submissives." I twirl, giving him a view of my ass.

"Pretty," he says, his voice barely above a whisper before everything clicks and his eyes cloud. "You want me to top you, baby?"

I turn back around and nod. "Yes, Charlie, you're so sexy when you top."

Keeping his eyes on me the whole time, he puts the batter in the fridge and walks over to me and kisses me forcefully.

I kiss back, my hands landing on his hips and I pull him closer. It feels so good to have him here, touching me like this, and I have to resist the urge to take over and fuck him over the couch.

Charlie's forceful, but just the right amount, biting my lip before attacking my neck and moving us towards the couch where he lays me down and looks at me. "Beautiful."

I moan, presenting myself to him. I've never in my life been called beautiful by anyone but Charlie and I love hearing it. "Baby, I need you to touch me."

He starts stroking me, attaching himself to my neck once more as his hand expertly moves like it has many times before, each movement with a purpose, giving me stimulation, but not even close to the amount I want.

I bare more of my neck for him, loving his marks, and tug at his shirt. "Let me see you."

Charlie throws his shirt and moves his arms so he's holding himself up, my head inbetween his arms as he moves down and kisses me, grinding against me.

I wrap my arms around him, digging what's left of my nails into his back. "Come on, Charlie, fuck."

"But you look so pretty in your little outfit, wearing my favorite color just to please me. Let me soak it in." He smirks.

I nod my head, willing to give him anything he wants. I grind back up against him, my cock slowly hardening as I run my hands all over his gorgeous back.

Charlie gets up off of me and takes a picture of me before he moves to my lower half and slowly removes the panties with his teeth.

I groan deeply, the erotic sight turning me on even more. I can imagine his pretty lips wrapping around my swollen cock already. Charlie's always so beautiful when he's being sexy, I could die happy if this was the last thing I ever saw. "Please, baby."

His eyes cloud over as he studies my asshole, playing with the buttplug before slowly taking it out and setting it aside, replacing it with his fingers. "It feels so good to be inside you, Ethan."

I throw my head back and moan. "I love when you're inside me. You're so damn good with your hands." I reach towards him and run my fingers through his soft hair.

Charlie smirks proudly. "Hopefully I'm good with my mouth too, Superstar." He removes his fingers after teasing my prostate, slowly moving his head to my asshole and licking across it as his hand grabs my cock.

My eyes widen in shock and I bite my lip to hold in a gasp. "Oh my god."

He just strokes me slowly, taking a breath before plunging in, his free hand massaging my asscheek at a complimentary pace. Charlie curls his tongue and thrusts in and out, exploring all of me.

I breath heavily while I watch him with lidded eyes, allowing moans of pleasure to fall from my lips. The feeling is like nothing I've ever felt before. it's incredible and I can't get enough. "I can see why you like this so much, now." I chuckle.

The dirty blond slaps my ass as recognition, continuing his mouth's work as his hand on my cock teases the head.

"Mmm, you're so good Charlie." I praise, pulling his hair a little. "Fuck, I might just come from this."

He pulls away and grins. "Now we wouldn't want that. That's much too soon, don't you think?" Charlie crawls up to me and captures my lips, taking the lead and using his tongue masterfully.

I whine into the kiss and wrap my arms around him, pulling our bodies flush together. I allow him to take the lead and enjoy every second of it. "Is there anything you can't do, baby?" I smile.

He winks, nibbling on my bottom lip before he finally strips out of his lower garments and starts to slowly rub himself against my entrance, teasing me.

"Charlie," I moan and lock eyes with him, "Please, baby."

Painstakingly slow, he pushes in and allows me to adjust before slowly rocking his hips, getting a feel before setting that pace that I became obsessed with the last time he fucked me.

I dig my nails into his back and moan openly. "Yes, fuck, Charlie, fuck me harder."

"Fuck." He complies, increasing his thrusts and biting my neck. "You feel so good, Ethan."

"You too, baby, so hard and so hot." I pull him in for a ravishing kiss.

Charlie kisses me back forcefully, locking me into the kiss and keeping me captive before he pulls away and moves to my jawline, leaving me a gasping, moaning mess. The sounds our bodies make are all we can hear and his fiery touches are all I can feel as he covers me with hickeys.

I scratch his back and move my body in sync with his, our voices melding together to create a beautiful symphony of sex. I feel pressure increasing around my groin and open my mouth to warn my lover. "I-I'm gonna come!"

"Then you better do it loudly, baby," he says, his voice tainted by sex. "I'm on my way too."

"I love your cock," I moan shamelessly, "please come inside me, Charlie. Fill me up, I wanna know how it feels to be full of you."

"Anything you want, Cowboy. Just come for me. Scream my name." Charlie says.

"Charlie," I breathe and feel myself climax, shooting cum across both our stomachs. "Charlie!"

"Fuck, Ethan," he moans, finishing deep and fucking his cum deeper until our climaxes end and he pulls out, his breathing ragged.

I smile at him and move his hair away from his face so I can cup his cheek and look into his eyes. "I fucking love you."

"I love you too. I love you so much, Ethan." He closes his eyes, placing his hand over mine.

I lace our fingers together and cuddle him, reaching my other hand down to put the plug back in so I don't leak on the couch. "I should let you top more often." I giggle.

"As long as it's you I'm with, I don't care what position I'm in." He hums. "I get to see your beautiful self naked and that makes me feel like a winner."

I peck his lips. "I feel the same way about you, handsome."

"Nooooo, call me one of your nicknames for me." He giggles, biting my shoulder.

"Alright, cupcake." I chuckle and run my fingers up and down his spine.

He purrs and cuddles closer into me. "The oven is still on."

"I'm stuck." I wiggle under him, smirking. "I can't get it. I have to lay here forever."

"But your reward brownies."

"I think I've got my reward." I smile lovingly and kiss his neck softly.

He yawns. "I'll bake them tomorrow. I'll just go turn off the oven." Charlie stands up and heads to the kitchen.

I adjust the lingerie top and wait for him to return.

Charlie crawls in so that he's between me and the back couch cushions. "Hold me while I nap?"

"As you wish, my King." I smirk and wrap my arms around Charlie comfortably.

He wraps his arms around me as well. "Sleep well, Ee-tan." Charlie yawns one last time before passing out with his face buried in my chest.