Posted Wed May 17, 2017 | 86 Words | Tagged story skinhead

punkerskinhead:

jealous making kissing of a skinhead couple….love it

Ever since the shaver touched his head, his life started to change. Slowly, tuft by tuft he started to obey and even enjoy the new life that was about to become his.

Nobody would recognise him anymore, but that didn’t matter. His old clothes were gone as well, instead left with a bomber jacket, jeans and black boots. 

He knew his new mates especially his mate, would welcome him into his new life of being a skinhead.