Date: Wed, 5 May 2010 21:58:47 +0000
From: kick barber <coif23@hotmail.com>
Subject: barber-boyz-club 3 Sam

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About this story:

As all stories in this series: it's imagination, fantasy and fiction.

But...when I was at the age of 12 and some years after, my dream was the
same as Sam. With the lack of knowledge and internet then I was never able
to understand and fulfil my wishes in this special way.

Are you sure there isn't now another 12 year old boy like me at 12?

By the way, also the description of the main character is a real boy.

The story, as said before, is pure fiction, fantasy, dreams or hopes...

The author.

SAM

Sam was 12, but being small he looked much younger.  Sam seemed popular at
school.  Sam was such a boy who liked to behave somehow queer, pretending
being a non stop comedian; his classmates loved his funny remarks he spoke
with a high pitched voice.  He liked to show his excellent figure by moving
like a dancer, but most of all he treasured his dark red hair he liked to
style different every week.  But in the end ...it looked as gay as a 12
year old can be.  And in the end... he was as lonesome as any gay little
boy can be in a class full of naïve little boys, football admirers and
giggling sexually awaking (ugly) girls.

Daily he had his greatest moment standing before the mirror trying to fix a
new hairstyle. The grease hairstyles were undoubtedly his favourites.  When
he was satisfied with the result he was so much in love with himself it
often ended up with a dick, so stiff that the next action was a good jack
or two.  Then he usually took a picture in the mirror, showing his bare hot
torso and horny grease like face.  He had found site's to publish them and
enjoyed the hot reactions.  It made him also aware that men want to play
certain games with him.

Looking only ten, his development was like a fourteen year old and being
horny, he often completed his lust feelings in bed, looking at his pictures
and pictures of young boys he found in the young stars magazines.  It
resulted in loads of fresh young boyzcream.  He liked to lubricate that
cream in his hair and face when our little handsome narcissist was standing
for the mirror again...

Every visit to a barber shop was top event, although to convince the
barbers not to cut it short worried him all the time.  Often he passed
barbershops and dreamed being in it on his own, and served by a very
handsome young blond stud taking his time.

Day 1

Looking for barbershops he discovered one day a barbershop in a different
part of the little town.  Pictures of his favourite young stars even were
part of the usually barber poster in the shop window.  It aroused his
curiosity and something more.

Even though he didn't need much of a haircut now and even though it was
almost closing time –and dinner time to get home- he almost went into
the barbershop as if he was bewitched by a magician.

Suddenly he realised that he had just little money in his pocket.  So first
he asked how much a `very small' treatment would cost.  The barber laughed
friendly at him and said that for every small amount he would be happy to
help little handsome boys, `and please call me Julian'.

Julian just looked like the barber Sam often figured in his dreams: young,
blond great hair himself, muscular arms and torso and some challenging
glance.  There was also this little blond boy in the shop, messing around
on the computer. He was as delicate as the model boys Sam collected from
the star magazines.  The boy seemed rather disturbed with the arrival of
the late customer.

With all this new experiences Sam turned from a confident young lad in a
surprised `little boy in wonderland' and was led passive into the chair.

Julian started to comb Sam's hair and to Sam's great surprise he said: `I
don't think you want me to cut too much, do you?'  Still it took Julian
pretty long to style, cut little bits and to blow-dry the boy. In the mean
time Julian's hands travelled over more places then were hair normally
grows. Sam's neck, beautiful under the half long hair, was the favourite
spot of the experienced barber hands.

Every time when Julian's face came close to the boy's face during one of a
barbers activity it seemed to come closer.  Sam even felt lips touch his
neck every now and then.  And Julian's nose in his hair...  He must have
smelt boyzcream in mine hair Sam realised suddenly.

Of course this treatment wasn't without a result in his lower parts.
Shifting nervously to hide his full erect friend and trying to keep it
relaxed to prevent a spontaneously embarrassing outburst, he felt his
pre-cum leaking.  The now horny Sam prayed that the cutting would never
end.  With fresh gel the boy was now ready and looked very fit to win the
next auditions for `Hairspray.'

The hairdressing cape with the very little red hair was removed.  With a
sigh Sam had to cope with the end from his finest hour till now.

Removing hairs from his neck and shoulders was the next play what Julian
must have had in mind.  That stroking felt amazing hot and went even deeper
on his torso.  And in search of some three hairs, lost in the T shirt, the
magic hands were reaching now his hard tits.

At that moment the little other boy crawled up between Sam and Julian.  It
was clear he wanted to be part in that cuddle play.

The two clearly horny boys now wrestled to get the attention from their
great friend Julian, who was able to satisfy the needs of both boys.  A
boys' romp is always an easy way to hide all secret handles you love to
perform!  With one boy still restraint to the barber chair it looked like a
welcome sex assault on him!

 When four hands reached at the same time poor Sam's favourite tool it
exploded like it never did before.  The attackers didn't seem to care about
it.

Sam and blond hottie had to fix their clothes back to normal to prevent to
end up nude. Julian ran his eager hands and combs ones more through that
sexy hair of both giggling boys.  The sight of the two hot little horny
boys must have made him the luckiest man on earth. (or the horniest?)

Sam slowly rose up out the chair, but was pushed out by blond little hottie
Matthew. (he learned that name during the wrestling)

Trying to pay, Julian told him to keep his money since he had hardly cut
the boy but enjoyed his company which was 1000 times worth the money.  If
Sam wanted to have his hair taken care he was free to come after closure
time, even daily if he wished.  `Call it home work assistance' Julian added
to it.  A little help for a good excuse is never in vane.

This remark made Sam almost explode for joy.  He had found his wonderland,
his lucky day had arrived!  He spontaneously kissed his benefactor who
responded hot forcing his tongue in the inexperienced boy mouth.  `I want
to become a barber too.' Sam whispered in the ear of his new friend,
carefully touching the hair of the stud.  `See you tomorrow then,' Julian
responded, `I'll start teaching everything by spoiling you first'

Reluctantly Sam left the shop and was even more surprised seeing little
Matthew left behind while the curtains were closed and the `shop closed'
sign was put up.

Sam drove home on his sports bike, wondering about Matthew and Julian which
made his dick growing again pleading for proper relief in the wet spot!

At home his mother clapped her hands seeing her little star, the only `man'
in the house returning smarter then she ever saw.  Under a shower of kisses
she told that dinner was ready with his favourite dishes. Which happened to
be almost the same every day?

`I wanna go to the toilet first' her little star asked.  Of course his
greatest admirer on earth couldn't refuse this simple plea.  Not realizing
he needed to relieve different stuff first Standing for the mirror, with
his pants down and a heavily wrinkled t-shirt he admired his fresh cut
look, taking pictures with his mobile.  Remembering the kiss of Julian he
kissed back in the mirror, taking pictures and jacking off.

He thought to send some pics to Julian. He had snapped a business card from
the shop and had seen his mail address on it!  He was sure Julian wasn't
different from all the man who responded his other showings on the net!  He
was sure Julian was going to do all the nice man and boy things he'd read
in nifty stories. He was glad a stud like Julian was his first real thing.

The next jack off even made him hungry and soon mother could serve her
wonder boy his meal. Just imagine yourself his activities the next hours.

Day 2

Even at school Sam experienced some more attention since he kept his smart
hair, but not the less also his to short and to tight shorts and shirt made
some boys nervously shuffle uneasy in their school banks.

Being horny for his next visit at Julian's, Sam wouldn't mind if some of
the handsome boys crawled under his table and suck some relief.  Quieter
then ever he looked seductive at some of the smart class mates, but their
unease grew under his hot glances. Later, later, one day...

Of course Sam arrived much too early at the shop, where Julian was
entertaining other hotties, calling it `a haircut'.  After all, many boys
were sent to this new barber who charged so very little for small boys...
Not being modest and remembering his wish to become a barber Sam
immediately offered himself as a little helper.  He swept the fallen hair,
removed barber capes and above all helped brushing of shoulders (and more).
Julian thanked him for the mail he had got and secretly massaged Sam's
bulge to show his understanding.  They seemed to form a perfect couple;
even their bulges showed they were already blood brothers.

But both were happier to pull the curtain and close the doors to spend the
rest of the day spoiling each other.  With a full embrace and a lot of
kisses both boys renewed their hunger for each other.  Julian introduced
Sam to the special vip room in the back of the shop for his first lesson.

Lesson one: brushing of hair.  To make it clear: take of clothes.  Start
the shoulders, go down where the hairs fall removing them gently, except
the tits need some stronger treatment.  Sam groaned when Julian showed this
on his tits, helping it by little bites and kisses.  After that: hairs on
the belly only to be removed with strong kisses and a little licking.

Now Sam had his turn to show he was a good student.  He started with a hot
kiss, fumbling his lover's hair to have one or two falling down, as he
said.  But when he reached the belly, Julian pushed his face down to his
very swollen prick.  `Your turn to teach now, what does my prick need, you
think?'  Of course Sam knew exactly what he was supposed to do.  It was a
new experience though and very gently get started to lick the tip.

In the meantime Julian had lowered the seat to become a love bed and
climbed beside the newbie.  Turning into the 69 position he explained: `now
it's coffee time, no sugar, no coffee, but lots of milk' and started
sucking the hot thick pole of his new playmate delicately and wildly as
deep throat.  And his little student just imitated all the actions of his
tutor.

Sam was quickly feeling his groins preparing a burst.  When Julian noticed
the boy was cumin, he preferred to cum too.  Without warning both boys
spurted their love seed in their mouth.

`Wow, your seed tastes so different from mine,' Sam told Julian while most
of it was dripping out of his mouth.  Smearing the stuff on his hands he
started to grease his hair with his friend's sperm.  It was such a hot
thing, it prevented Julian's dick to come to rest and kept him horny.

Lesson two: combing hair with the best gel ever.  Spoiling his little
friend with kisses, Julian gently combed the red hair stiff with his
sperm. Not only the look, but the smell of the hair made him ready to go
again.  This time he planned to his next release in the wonderful hole of
Sam.  He spread the legs of the boy, sitting opposite of him, and softly
start playing the boy's hole.  Overwhelmed with all new feelings Sam just
let happen what ever Julian did to him.  When two fingers reached his gland
he jumped closer to his friend, spreading his legs even more.  Lifting the
boy, Julian let his tongue enjoy the boy the first approach inside him.
With the help of some hair gel his tunnel was prepared to feel the first
penetration.

Slowly pounding his dick into the virgin hole, Julian enjoyed deflowering
another little customer.  Sam just let it happen and felt proud to be his
mate little whore.  Now he wasn't much on speaking terms anymore; all his
active way of doing it now was reduced to moaning, groaning and hissing to
cope with all that hot feeling inside.  Also Julian enjoyed all the time he
could play his little victim.  He showed all stands the little boy could
make with Julian's prick in him.  Julian still called it lessons to learn.

Also Sam took his turn to pound his new friend, and came right away when he
felt how Julian helped milking his sore prick professionally.  After
several variations of enjoying each other they almost felt asleep in each
other arms, wet from sweat and sperm.

Slowly it became shower time, both boys didn't let go of each other all the
way.  Until the last step at the door kissing and stroking was going on
heavenly.

When Sam left he was crying to leave his new love and new life.  The
expectation of an every day renewal made it bearable for the poor boy.  He
didn't know he wasn't the only boy in the new boyzbarberclub...


End of part three.


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