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My arse is itchy enough without shaving it and getting stubble rash 
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Crotchless pants for better ventillation, or just bite the bullet and go commando 
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rub some vasaline on it, you may walk like you shit yourself for a while but it'll stop the sweat. 
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Pay to get your Back, Sack and Crack waxed....
Alternatively ask some of the girls off BCF... I'm sure they'd happily oblige!
| A Journalist (who must be deperate for ratings) wrote: | Before you start, no, I have never had a crack and sack wax. I'm told it is a common beauty treatment for gay men. In fact, that is all I was told, because by this time my hands were clamping my ears and I wanted to be spared the details!
For those of you who have ever had any parts of your body waxed - particularly men - you can imagine the pain this must involve. Waxing, after all, involves glueing your hairs to a piece of fabric, and then ripping the fabric from your skin. Skin, as a result, gets tugged and pulled against the direction of the hairs and... argh!! Can you imagine having it done in your scrotal area???
Well, if back-waxing is anything to go by I have a pretty good idea. You see, I'm one of those 'lucky' men who has a rather high level of testosterone. In theory it means I am a rampantly fertile, highly desireable male, but as we all know girls, in practice it means "eurgh, BACK hair".
So being the vain sod that I am, I have tried all sorts of "treatments" to rid myself of unwanted back hair. Waxing, I can safely say, is the quickest, cheapest and most effective form of hair removal for large surface areas.
By waxing, I mean professional 'hot' waxing. I've tried all the DIY, off-the-shelf products under the sun, and they either leave your back resembling a volcanic pizza, or worse, a parched, red hot potato. Ow! And then there are the resulting arguments with your girlfriend/other-girl-filling-in because she didn't 'do' it properly. Trust me, it's a whole world of pain you don't want to get into.
"Er, I need to get my b-b-b-back waxed".
It is a daunting experience for a man entering into the white and pink world of the beauty clinic for the first time. Particularly when the receptionist you approach looks very much like the girl you tried to pull the weekend before; or when the lady reading House and Garden in the waiti ng area looks like your mum's best friend.
A giggle or a smile - however small - is enough to send you bright red with embarassment, and have you remembering that you forgot to put money in the car meter. Stay calm. They're smiling because they think it's quite sweet that a man takes pride in his appearance. That's what I tell myself anyway!
"OK, take your shirt off and lie down"
Hmm, quite interesting this, depending on the beautician you are seeing. If she is ugly, the chances are you won't give a damn about the hairs on view. If she is pretty, however, you'll be concerned at what she might think, but will nevertheless be looking forward to her loving attention. And if you're like me, you may even kid yourself that you have a chance of pulling her...
"Ffffff - that's hot!"
Hot wax is hot. Not only does it mould and stick better than cold wax, but the belief is that it opens up the pores of your skin to facilitate hair removal. It looks like honey, but some clinics use a type of strawberry curd wax which is pinkish and more benign-looking. Either way, the wax is scooped up from within a temperature-regulated 'wax-tub' with a wooden spatula, and spread over a small area of the back, ready for removal...
Ideally, the beautician won't leave the wax on your back for more than ten seconds before removing it, otherwise it will cool down and become tacky. Conversely, the beautician doesn't want to apply the strip of cloth too early or it won't stick either. Five seconds is about perfect.
~~~~~~ strip applied ~~~~~~~~
This is the time to clench your buttock cheeks and bite the pillow, because your first ever experience of hair removal is going to hurt...
Rrrraaaaaaaaatch!!! <delayed reaction> "YOW!!"
Did that hurt? Of course it did. It hurt the way you'd expect if 300 hairs had suddenly been unro oted from your skin. There may even be a trace of blood - a sure sign when your beautician starts blowing on your back and tutting to herself (the poor dears hate the sight of blood).
There's good news though: your back is already noticeably less hairy than before. It's unlikely though that you'll have time to take in this good news, so concerned that you are with bracing yourself for the next attack.
Rip, ratch, rotch
The attacks come in thick and fast, and from every angle. You can only surrender and take the pain because if you leave now your back will only end up looking like some messed-up patchwork. Interestingly, your skin thinks the same, and soon enough it too will give up resisting the onslaught and become positively numb. Five "rips" in any particular area is normally enough punishment before your back thinks "to hell with it".
Sensitivity does, of course, depend on the area of the back the beautician is working on. I have a general rule of thumb and to this end I have compiled a list for you. In order of sensitivity:
1. Sides of the neck and traps
2. Upper central back and spine
3. Outer lats
4. Middle back
5. Lower back
The beautician will normally start in the middle of the back, working downwards and then upwards. The neck/trap area is reserved for last, but is perhaps the most important area. Unsightly spots have a habit of breaking out here and it is the area most people will view. Your beautician will finish off by applying either tea tree oil and/or a special cream that takes away any remaining wax.
Sessions normally lasts 20-30 minutes, depending on the ability of the beautician. In my experience, the older she is, the quicker and more effective she tends to be. However, a registered clinic will have qualified staff and there is a set standard procedure in place for all forms of waxing. If things go wrong it's likely to be your own s illy fault for not looking after yourself properly.
Basic do's and don'ts:
Do's:
Wear clean, loose-fitting clothes if you can.
Don'ts:
Do NOT have a hot shower or expose your back to sunlight within twenty-four hours of a session. Your back is likely to be raw and is easily burned.
Avoid getting soaps and gels on your back during your first hair-free shower - these are the prime reasons for spots.
Hair regrowth will become apparent within 5 days of waxing, and this will normally result in itchiness. Don't worry, this normally goes away after a couple of days as the hairs grow a little longer. Noticeable hair growth (the only type you give a toss about) will occur only after 4-6 weeks of waxing, at which point you should be thinking of making another appointment. Failure to do so will only make your hairs longer and the next session even more of a hack-fest.
A Back-wax will cost you anywhere between £15 and £30, though if you pay over £20 I would suggest you are paying too much for what is essentially a monthly visit.
Give it time. Each visit becomes easier, and you'll learn to turn the trip to the beauty clinic into something to actually look forward to! The first time is always the hardest, and it is easy to get put off on your first visit. Don't.
Try and harness your pain. After a few visits you'll become an expert. The way I see it, the more the waxing hurts, the more hair is getting removed. "Bring it on!", is my motto, and so should it be yours. In fact, there are many motivating thoughts that go through my head during any given session. Popular ones include:
"I can go swimming at last"
"I can wear an open-neck t-shirt"
"I can take my t-shirt off in the park and get a tan"
"I can take a girl back to mine without worrying about my back!"
When you think about it in these terms, pain really does become a non issue! (Saying that, I'll still pass on the crack and sack wax....) |
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100% cotton boxers ? , not the cheap 100% polyester 5 for £5 ones either, cotton is natural and breathable , polyester is not
cotton clothing too , rather than polyester tat , all my shits but one are cotton and since slave labour has become legal again (ie folks in china / india working for nothing with a bloke holding an Ak47 to their child's head) , its cheap cheap cheap.
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Pop ice cubes up your ass. 
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| akaDAVE wrote: | Oh yes, i remember asking if anyone had this on another thread about 'shaving'.
that piece of writing had me in tears. It's got to be the funniest thing I've ever read. SOMEONE FIND IT!? it must be lost in the archives of BCF. It should be gold framed and put on the wall. |
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| Quote: | All methods have tricked me with their promises of easy, painless removal - the Epilady,
the standard razor, the scissors, the Nair, the EpilStop, and now .. ..The Wax.
My night began as any other normal weekday night. I came home from work, fixed dinner for my son and we played for a while. I then had the thought that would ring painfully in my mind for the next couple hours: maybe I should use that wax in my medicine cabinet.
I set up my boy with a video and head to the site of my demise, um, I mean bathroom. It was one of those cold wax kits. No melting a clump of hot wax, you just rub the clear strips in your hand, peel them apart, press it on your leg (or wherever) and ignore the frantically rising crescendo of string instruments in the background. No muss, no fuss. How hard can this be? I mean, I'm not the girly-est of girls but I'm mechanically inclined so maybe I can figure out how this works. You'd think.
So I pull one of the thin strips out. It's two strips facing each other, stuck together. I'm supposed to rub it in my hand to warm and soften the wax (I'm guessing). I go one better: I pull out the hair dryer!
And heat the SOB to ten thousand degrees. Cold wax, my ass.
(Oh, how that phrase will come back to haunt me.)
I lay the strip across my thigh. I hold the skin around it and pull. OK, so it wasn't the best feeling in the world, but it wasn't bad. I can do this! Hair removal no longer eludes me! I am Sheera, fighter of all wayward body hair and smooth skin extraordinaire!
With my next wax strip, I move north.
After checking on the boy and verifying that he was, in fact, becoming one with Bear and learning all about smells, I sneak into the bathroom for The Ultimate Hair Fighting Championship. I drop my panties and place one foot on the toilet. Using the same procedure, I then apply the wax strip across the right side on my bikini line, covering the right half of my vagina and stretching up into the inside of the right butt cheek. (Yeah, it was a long strip.)
I inhale deeply. I brace myself.
RRRIIIIPPP!!!!
I'm blind! Blind from the pain! ....... Vision returning. Oh crap. I've managed to pull off half an inch of the strip. Another deep breath. And RIIIP! Everything is swirly and tie-dyed? Do I hear crashing drums?
OK, coming back to normal again. I want to see my trophy - my wax covered pelt that caused me so much agony. I want to revel in the glory that is my triumph over body hair.
I hold the wax strip like an Olympic gold medallist.
But why is there no hair on it? Why is the wax mostly gone?
Where Could the wax go, if not on the strip?
Slowly, I eased my head down, my foot still perched on the toilet.
I see hair - the hair that should be on the strip. I touch. I feel. I am touching wax.
I look to the ceiling and silently shout "nooooooo!!"
And realize I have just begun living my own personal version of " The Tar Baby."
I peel my fingers off the softest, most sensitive part of my body that is now Covered in cold wax and matted hair, and make the next big mistake - up until this point, you'll remember,
I've had my foot on the toilet.
I know I need to move, to do something. So I put my foot down on the floor. And then I hear the slamming of the cell door. Vagina? Sealed shut. Butt ? Sealed shut.
A little voice in my head says " I hope you don't have to poop anytime soon. Your head just might pop off." I penguin walk around the bathroom trying desperately to figure out what I should do next.
Hot water! Hot water melts wax! I'll run the hottest water I can stand and get in - the wax should melt
and I can gently wipe it away, right? Wrong.
I get in the tub - the water is slightly hotter than is used to torture prisoners of war
or sterilize surgical equipment.
And I sit.
Now the only thing worse than having your goodies glued together is having them glued together and then glued to the bottom of a tub. In scalding hot water. Which, by the way, does not melt the cold wax.
So now I'm stuck to the tub.
I call my friend, C, because she once dropped out of beauty school So surely she has some secret knowledge or trick to get wax off skin. It's ever so good to start a conversation with
" So my Butt and vagina are stuck to the tub."
She doesn't have a trick. She does her best to suppress laughter.
She wants to know exactly where the wax is on the butt. "Are we talking cheek or hole, here?" she asks
. She isn't even trying to hide the giggles now.
I give her the run-down of the entire night. She tells me to call The number on the side of the box, but to have a good cover story for where the wax actually is. " You know that if we were working the help line at XX Wax Co. and somebody called with their entire crack sealed shut we'd just put them on hold then record the conversation for everyone we know. You're going to end up on a radio show
or the internet if you tell them the truth.
" While we go through various solutions, I have resorted to scraping the wax off with a razor. Boy, nothing feels better to the girly goodies than covering them in wax, sticking them to a tub in super hot water and THEN dry shaving the sticky wax off !
In the middle of the conversation ( which has inexplicably turned to Other subjects! ) I find the little, beautiful saving grace that is the lotion provided with wax to remove the excess. I rub some in and start screaming " It's working! It's working ! " I get hearty congratulations from C and we hang up.
I successfully remove all the wax and notice, to my dismay, that the Hair is still there. So I shaved the damned stuff off. Hell, I was numb by that point anyway. And then I put the box of wax back in my medicine cabinet. Never know when a moustache might start to come in.
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| Posted: 07:26 - 14 Sep 2006 Post subject: Re: Personal Sweat |
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| G wrote: | Sadly it's been lost now I think, but there was an excellent thread on here going into detail about why shaving was not a good idea, from the posters personal experience. |
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| Quote: | Don't Shave That Hair!!!
I have recently made a mistake 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 grogans were constantly getting tied up in the matted jungle between my asscheeks. 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 butthair dwelling. Eventually I would have to do 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.
I was contemplating this problem, when I had what seemed at the time to be a bright idea. "Hey! This is my butt and my butt-hair, right? So why don't I just eliminate all the hair, and then my grogans 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. "How many Indians could there be?" said by General Custer. "Looks like a good day for a drive!" by JFK. "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. Occassionally, 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 asscheeks 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. God-DAMN, did 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 asscheeks. 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 in, it comes in as stubble. Imagine your ass having the texture of a brillo pad. Well, that is 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.
Friends, DON'T SHAVE YOUR ASS-HAIR!
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Try an absorbent thong with a wide crack strip (or whatever that part of it is called) . I've heared that there are thongs made for men nowadays . Never seen or tried one though. On the flip side, the bird might think you are gay  . |
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Just spray some deodrant on your arse, jobs a good un, works for me
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I remember once my two mates. One was asleep as had a hairy arse and i mean hairy. So my mate decided to place some wax and rip it off.
Ive never cryed so much with laughter with the shock on his face.
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I knew someone would remember that. I can't find it again either, but in so many words, a shorn ringpiece leads to arse slippage with every step you take, like rubbing 2 greased up balloons together. And later, to astronomical itchiness.
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