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Author Topic: Natural or shaved. you?  (Read 1340 times)

Offline jimmychunga

In parallel to other thread, WG told me majority of her clients are actually shaved/waxed these days.

Can this be right?? How many of you guys are shaved down there??

Do I need to book an appointment with the salon???

Offline Allnewman

Yea they love it an suck you off loads more

Offline Happylad

If I didn`t have a few long strands to get caught in the zip I would never be sure whether my dress was "properly adjusted before leaving".

Besides I`d much prefer to have LESS to shave every day rather than more.

Offline Sparquin

All the WGs I have asked say they do not like fully shaven but defo prefer trimmed. For myself I keep my balls shaved and the remainder tastefully short. 


Offline Toshiba

I trim, always, but not always down to the skin

My balls are always smooth on a punt

Hairy cocks can be smelly, i guess

Offline socks

Yep shaved balls and ringpiece. Shaved cock to the base, trimmed above. My regs say it's best and if that gets the most enthusiastic of ball sucking, rimming and deep throat, who am I to argue?

In parallel to other thread, WG told me majority of her clients are actually shaved/waxed these days.

Can this be right?? How many of you guys are shaved down there??

Do I need to book an appointment with the salon???

Works well for me.  :music:

Lots of care needed when you do it for the first time. Electric trimmer shorns the main part and the balls area. The trimmer can get right near the arse crack and you could get rimmed too!

Makes my cock look big and thick and I need all the help I can get!  :D

I concur, more likely to get a prolonged OWO and ball sucking even though it's at their discretion or not advertised. :hi:

Would recommend the day before a punt is planned or being planned, to do the honours. Waxing can be brutal if you mis-time the application. On too long you'll need a tub of ice cream on the area to cool things down. If you do it right, can be very effective.

Offline Matty24579

I shave mine about every two weeks

Shave about a week before a punt.

tcm

Shave the balls, and trim the rest

I use this http://www.amazon.co.uk/Prostyle-Bodystyler-Total-Body-Grooming/dp/B00EOT24OI/ref=sr_1_14?ie=UTF8&qid=1409483350&sr=8-14&keywords=king+of+shaves for all around my pubic region using the lowest clip on guard, and a little bit of veet for the balls/taint area. (Making sure its the ultra sensitive stuff so it doesn't burn)

Works great and results in proper attention to balls, taint and shaft during a BJ  :thumbsup:

Offline Hobbit

This may sound like a silly question, but does anyone know of any Salons in London where men could go to get trimmed? Can we go to any women salon and ask for a trim or do we have to go to a specific men's salon?

Offline Dodo

Fuck knows how I would explain a short crack and sides suddenly appearing to the wife :(
Banning reason: Making false claims against moderation

Closely trimmed on top, shaved crown jewels.

Fuck knows how I would explain a short crack and sides suddenly appearing to the wife :(

Just say you were watching some porn and liked to try it out to see what it feels like!  :hi:  (along with a few other things you watched as well!)

You never know, she may like it!

If she's reading this....you're fooked...

Offline Flunt

For those who have never read the Amazon reviews for Veet:

This review is from: Veet for Men Hair Removal Gel Creme 200 ml (Personal Care)
After having been told my danglies looked like an elderly rastafarian I decided to take the plunge and buy some of this as previous shaving attempts had only been mildly succesful and I nearly put my back out trying to reach the more difficult bits. Being a bit of a romantic I thought I would do the deed on the missus's birthday as a bit of a treat.
I ordered it well in advance and working in the North sea I considered myself a bit above some of the characters writing the previous reviews and wrote them off as soft office types...oh my fellow sufferers how wrong I was. I waited until the other half was tucked up in bed and after giving some vague hints about a special surprise I went down to the bathroom. Initially all went well and I applied the gel and stood waiting for something to happen. I didn't have long to wait.
At first there was a gentle warmth which in a matter of seconds was replaced by an intense burning and a feeling I can only describe as like being given a barbed wire wedgie by two people intent on hitting the ceiling with my head. Religion hadn't featured much in my life until that night but I suddenly became willing to convert to any religion to stop the violent burning around the turd tunnel and what seemed like the destruction of the meat and two veg. Struggling to not bite through my bottom lip I tried to wash the gel of in the sink and only succeeded in blocking the plughole with a mat of hair. Through the haze of tears I struggled out of the bathroom across the hall into the kitchen by this time walking was not really possible and I crawled the final yard to the fridge in the hope of some form of cold relief. I yanked the freezer drawer out and found a tub of ice cream, tore the lid of and positioned it under me. The relief was fantastic but only temporary as it melted fairly quickly and the fiery stabbing soon returned .
Due to the shape of the ice cream tub I hadn't managed to give the starfish any treatment and I groped around in the drawer for something else as I was sure my vision was going to fail fairly soon.I grabbed a bag of what I later found out was frozen sprouts and tore it open trying to be quiet as I did so.I took a handful of them and tried in vain to clench some between the cheeks of my arse. This was not doing the trick as some of the gel had found it's way up the chutney channel and it felt like the space shuttle was running it's engines behind me.
This was probably and hopefully the only time in my life I was going to wish there was a gay snowman in the kitchen which should give you some idea of the depths I was willing to sink to in order to ease the pain. The only solution my pain crazed mind could come up with was to gently ease one of the sprouts where no veg had gone before.
Unfortunately, alerted by the strange grunts coming from the kitchen the other half chose that moment to come and investigate and was greeted by the sight of me, arse in the air, strawberry ice cream dripping from my bell end pushing a sprout up my arse while muttering..." Ooooh that feels good ". Understandably this was a shock to her and she let out a scream and as I hadn't heard her come in it caused an involutary spasm of shock in myself which resulted in the sprout being ejected at quite some speed in her direction. I can understand that having a sprout farted against your leg at 11 at night in the kitchen probably wasn't the special surprise she was expecting and having to explain to the kids the next day what the strange hollow in the ice cream was didn't improve my status...So to sum it up Veet removes hair, dignity and self respect...:)

http://www.amazon.co.uk/product-reviews/B000KKNQBK

Offline ATMIV

I thought I had seen it before!!!!


Love the whole story - avoid veet it can burn your shaft!!!!
Banning reason: Prossie fanboy

Offline Sparquin

 Suggest checking out Boyzilian on Youtube.  And trying not to wince.

Offline Tjkooker

I like to remove it all. Several prossies have stated they prefer hair though. Maybe cos it can be a bit stubbly if not freshly shaved.
Banning reason: Outing and trolling a punter because he posted a negative about his favourite prossie. White-knight fluffy that pretends otherwise.

Offline webpunter

I thought I had seen it before!!!!
Love the whole story - avoid veet it can burn your shaft!!!!
Recall i posted one of the others from amazon
Deffo shaved
Much better when the Johnsons is liberally applied

Offline socks

For those who have never read the Amazon reviews for Veet:

This review is from: Veet for Men Hair Removal Gel Creme 200 ml (Personal Care)
After having been told my danglies looked like an elderly rastafarian I decided to take the plunge and buy some of this as previous shaving attempts had only been mildly succesful and I nearly put my back out trying to reach the more difficult bits. Being a bit of a romantic I thought I would do the deed on the missus's birthday as a bit of a treat.
I ordered it well in advance and working in the North sea I considered myself a bit above some of the characters writing the previous reviews and wrote them off as soft office types...oh my fellow sufferers how wrong I was. I waited until the other half was tucked up in bed and after giving some vague hints about a special surprise I went down to the bathroom. Initially all went well and I applied the gel and stood waiting for something to happen. I didn't have long to wait.
At first there was a gentle warmth which in a matter of seconds was replaced by an intense burning and a feeling I can only describe as like being given a barbed wire wedgie by two people intent on hitting the ceiling with my head. Religion hadn't featured much in my life until that night but I suddenly became willing to convert to any religion to stop the violent burning around the turd tunnel and what seemed like the destruction of the meat and two veg. Struggling to not bite through my bottom lip I tried to wash the gel of in the sink and only succeeded in blocking the plughole with a mat of hair. Through the haze of tears I struggled out of the bathroom across the hall into the kitchen by this time walking was not really possible and I crawled the final yard to the fridge in the hope of some form of cold relief. I yanked the freezer drawer out and found a tub of ice cream, tore the lid of and positioned it under me. The relief was fantastic but only temporary as it melted fairly quickly and the fiery stabbing soon returned .
Due to the shape of the ice cream tub I hadn't managed to give the starfish any treatment and I groped around in the drawer for something else as I was sure my vision was going to fail fairly soon.I grabbed a bag of what I later found out was frozen sprouts and tore it open trying to be quiet as I did so.I took a handful of them and tried in vain to clench some between the cheeks of my arse. This was not doing the trick as some of the gel had found it's way up the chutney channel and it felt like the space shuttle was running it's engines behind me.
This was probably and hopefully the only time in my life I was going to wish there was a gay snowman in the kitchen which should give you some idea of the depths I was willing to sink to in order to ease the pain. The only solution my pain crazed mind could come up with was to gently ease one of the sprouts where no veg had gone before.
Unfortunately, alerted by the strange grunts coming from the kitchen the other half chose that moment to come and investigate and was greeted by the sight of me, arse in the air, strawberry ice cream dripping from my bell end pushing a sprout up my arse while muttering..." Ooooh that feels good ". Understandably this was a shock to her and she let out a scream and as I hadn't heard her come in it caused an involutary spasm of shock in myself which resulted in the sprout being ejected at quite some speed in her direction. I can understand that having a sprout farted against your leg at 11 at night in the kitchen probably wasn't the special surprise she was expecting and having to explain to the kids the next day what the strange hollow in the ice cream was didn't improve my status...So to sum it up Veet removes hair, dignity and self respect...:)

http://www.amazon.co.uk/product-reviews/B000KKNQBK
You sir are a comic genius. Best read in ages, I did massive lols (sorry lol haters) to such an extent that the other half came rushing through to investigate and I had to pretend it was cunts fucking about in front of live sky cams on transfer deadline day. Fucking brilliant.  :lol: :lol: :lol: :lol: :lol: :lol: :lol:

Offline webpunter

You sir are a comic genius. Best read in ages, I did massive lols (sorry lol haters) to such an extent that the other half came rushing through to investigate and I had to pretend it was cunts fucking about in front of live sky cams on transfer deadline day. Fucking brilliant.  :lol: :lol: :lol: :lol: :lol: :lol: :lol:
Have a read of this one in April:  https://www.ukpunting.com/index.php?topic=28203.msg400048;topicseen#msg400048

As a highly competitive amateur athlete, I have long been aware of the benefits of a highly polished scrotum pole and hair-free saddle-bags, especially when going for the `longer look' as displayed by Linford in his famous lunchbox.
Previously I had used the old-school method of a cutthroat razor, but as you can imagine, this was a tricky and delicate operation, and to make matters worse, it was difficult to get into a comfortable position in the chair at my local Barbers. Anyway, I am quite hairy down there and my snippet valve looks like Brian May's plughole so eventually the Barber said he could no longer perform the task for me. He also said that looking up my whizzer every Saturday at 11:30 put him off his lunch, as he usually has toad-in-the-hole followed by chocolate-coated donuts as a Saturday treat.
He did not want to leave me in the lurch and said that he had read some excellent reviews on Amazon about Veet for men and suggested I give it try.
Like many other reviewers, I made the mistake of not reading the bumph properly; I used the whole tube and completely coated my cock eggs, barse and nipsy with the stuff. Anyway, I lost track of time, and it was the foul stench of dissolving clinkers and melting hair that brought me to my senses. As I looked at my watch through the putrid fog that had formed around me, I could see that it had been applied for exactly 5 minutes 59 seconds. This presented me with a problem, as when the searing pain began, I was outside my flat, sat in the communal gardens, in a deck chair precisely 100 meters and 3 flights of stairs away from my bathroom. It was as if I had lowered my under-carriage through a volcano and into Hades, whereupon Beelzebub, annoyed by the uninvited intrusion, jabbed me in the rectum with his fork.
I took off from the deckchair like Usain Bolt out of the TV adverts. Within 12 seconds, the bathroom was filled with steamy fetid barse broth, and I had the clock weights, biffin's-bridge and Sherriff's badge under ice-cold running water at the tap end of the bath. This did not please the missus, as she was relaxing in there at the time surrounded by floating petals and candles, although she did say that the sight of my ringpiece flashing like a brake light was impressive, and she was pleased to see that my arse barnacles had all but disappeared.
When I looked at my watch again, I realised how quickly I had made it up the stairs and the idea dawned on me that I had discovered a 100% legal sports performance enhancer. Now when I compete in a competition I dab a small amount around my Samantha Janus and taint exactly 6 minutes before the race is due to start. If I am doing the hurdles, I change the ratio and put more on my barse to make me jump higher. This proved to be particularly effective a couple of weeks ago, as after crossing the hurdles finish line, I accidentally won the high jump and steeple chase too, looking for the water jump to wash the stuff off.
Now I can hear you all thinking that none of this is particularly extraordinary, especially given the reviews that you have already read. However, when I tell you that I am 45 years old, 5' 4" tall and weigh 15 stone, and I used to do the shot-put that should put things into context. As this is an Olympic year I think Tagnutt and Mandeville or whatever their names are, should be redesigned with hairless nether-regions and the British squad should use my technique and be sponsored by Veet, although I don't recommend it for the beach volley ball team.






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