Date: Mon, 6 Dec 2004 10:15:46 +0000 (GMT) From: Chaim Subject: My hairdresser 4 My hairdresser (part four) Story by Chaim and Paul bchaimstory@yahoo.co.uk (M/M/t/b, adult-youth/oral/anal/slaps/underwear) We are Dutch and did our best. We are a "writing couple", nothing more, nothing less and both enjoyed writing for you this way. It is a "true" with a lot of fantasy story of one of us. Our address is of Chaim, bchaimstory@yahoo.co.uk. of course Paul will get a copy of your reply. Thanks for your kind reactions on the first three parts of our story! Legal things are a personal matter. Respect our copy right and this is for 16+ only. Comments and suggestions are always very welcome at: bchaimstory@yahoo.co.uk We will answer them all! ---------------------- The hairdresser part 4 ---------------------- I left the hairdresser after the meeting with Pete, I felt my butt stinging from the slaps Pete gave me. Even the next day a tingling feeling reminded me of that meeting. I always liked slaps on my little butt. Can't explain that. I play-fight a lot with my Daddy and he first let's me win and than in a final struggle he climbs on top of me. Daddy turns me on my belly and gives me a few hard smacks on my little boy ass I yell. It will not stop him. `Take it my boy!' Daddy slaps my little white ass, till my cheeks are real red. My little boy cock was always rock hard. After that, Daddy kissed my red hot glowing ass. `You are a good boy.' `Thanks Daddy!' Daddy hugged me and kissed me. They also sting and my butt cheeks glow for a few hours after that, but, wow man, how I love that! It is always done in a cheerful mood and we have a lot of fun but in my mind I always asked for a few much more. Pete (read my hairdresser 3) really gave me a few hard smacks and said, `You are my boy now!' That last scene stayed in my head. With my eight years I was in love with my handsome Pete. I thought of him all day, his pretty face, his smooth chest, his six pack stomach, his strong, thick, muscular legs and above all his huge cock and egg-sized balls. I've never seen anything like that before. I looked at my Daddy's cock in the shower. Daddy didn't want me to play with his big cock. Sometimes, when we were play-fighting, I felt his half erect cock pressing against my belly when I was laying on top of him. I've seen the hairdresser's cock a lot of times now, had it in my hand and mouth and felt it inside my tight little boy hole. But none of these cocks reminded me of Pete's. Pete's cock was bigger, heavier, smoother and straighter. Everything a grown man's cock is combined in Pete's cock! In the evening, when I'm in bed, my hand goes to my little cock and I start to play with it, squeezing, stroking my boy cock. At the same time I try to imagine how Pete's cock felt in my little boy hole or in my wide open mouth. I stroke my little erect cock with one hand. My nipples or my little balls are so sensitive! Sometimes I let my hand crawl between my legs and I start to finger my little tight boy hole. All the time I try to imagine that this is my Pete fingering me or stroking my hard cock. He whispers sweet words in my ear like, `Hmm, I love you, my little boy!' and `Wow, feel these little nipples get hard between my strong fingers.' and `Ah, I just like to feel your little boy cock and balls.' Soon I reached some sort of little boy orgasm. I groaned and trembled. Whispered, `Pete, please fuck me.' `Yes^Å!' Of course nothing sticky comes out of my little boy cock. But a nice tingling feeling shot through my little body and it feels like I'm lifted of the bed for a few seconds. This is what I called my great "pleasure-feeling"! In my horny dreams, I'm licking his cum out of his big hand. My love for Pete lasted three weeks. After two weeks I went to my hairdresser again. I was hoping to see Pete there. Pete didn't show up. With the hairdresser everything was "business as usual". I felt sad for another week and after that my Pete was out of my young horny mind. A week later I went to my hairdresser, ready and excited to meet him again. When I enter the shop he welcomes me warm and friendly and after kissing me on my mouth he says, `My boy, I have a nice surprise for you this afternoon.' I sit in the chair wondering what surprise he has for me. He starts to cut my hair and soon I feel his cock pressing against my elbow. It's rock hard! He finishes my hair and helps me out of the chair and tells me, `Go to the kitchen, my boy and get undressed. I will come over in a second.' I go to the little kitchen and I see that the door to "our secret room" is open. It's not possible to see the whole room, I only see a part of the big bed. On it I see a foot, it's not very big so it must be a boys foot. I take off my shorts and shirt. Nearly naked I push the door open. On the bed is a beautiful boy, around 11 or 12 years old. He only wears a pair of white boxer shorts. His head rests on his arm, the other hand is resting on his crotch. He looks at me, smiles, `Hi, boy, relax, I'm Michel.' `Hi Michel!' Michel laughs at me showing his white teeth. The boy has a beautiful face, almond eyes, a small nose and full red wet lips. Michel has brown hair, quite long, his ears are covered by it. There is no hair in his exposed armpits, the arm under his head looks quite muscular. The boy is not skinny like most boys his age. He has a well formed chest and a flat strong belly. His skin isn't pale as mine^Å Michel is tanned all over. One leg is pulled up a bit the other is stretched. I can see inside one of his leg of his white boxer shorts. I see his nice set of balls hanging there. His strong legs are well formed and covered with a flush of dark hair. I feel very little, but he is beautiful! In the corner of the room I see the hairdressers camera resting on its tripod. Instead of the whole thing leaning against the wall, it is now standing on its three legs, ready for use. Michel's eyes go up and down my little body. `Hmmm, you must be around the same age I was when I came here for the first time.' `You've been here before?' I ask him. Michel smiles, `Sure, you think you're the first one? Look around you, all these pictures on the wall. Here, the picture above the bed is me.' Michel points to the picture of the little boy on his back, his body covered in sperm. `Mmm^Å Who's cocks are in the top corners of that picture of you?' I ask him shy. `Well, one is from the hairdresser and the other one is from another man. I don't know, Jack or something was his name. He was a good looking fellow, a short man, but very strong.' I sit on the edge of the bed and I feel Michel's hand running over my naked back. His hand strokes my skin, up and down from my neck to my ass crack. We talk a bit more about ourselves and we exchange our age. His warm hands stroke my body and I feel great. Michel is amazed that I am just eight years old. I was right when I hear that he just turned 12. Talking to me, Michel moves his warm hand inside my tight white briefs. He takes the waistband and strips it down. I lift my butt for him and he strips my briefs from my little body. Michel hugs and he kisses me. I look at his hard teen cock in it's cotton prison. I am naked. The hairdresser walks in. His chest is nearly naked and he tells us, `My beautiful boys, you look great. Lay on the bed together.' And he tells Michel, `Take off those white boxers, boy.' Michel lifts his hips and in one pull takes off his white boxer shorts. He kicks it on the floor. He has a great beautiful hard teen cock. It slaps against his smooth strong teen belly. It's erect and I guess it's about 5 inches long. There's a small patch of black hair above it. We lay next to each other, now naked. I feel his warm body against my smooth skin. The hairdresser stands at our feet and is looking down on us. His strong hands are resting on his hips and slowly we see his cock rising. Our hairdresser smiles and said to us, `This is a fine sight, my two favourite boys of all time together.' Michel lifts himself on one arm and starts to kiss me again, I feel his full lips covering mine. His tongue slipping in my mouth and playing with my tongue. Michel's hand is running over my smooth chest and he plays with my little boy nipples. Michel hands are going down to my smooth belly and finally grabs my little boy cock. I love his hands on my little body and my boy cock is rock hard. Suddenly we hear the sound of the hairdresser's camera. We look up and see the hairdresser behind his camera taking pictures of the scene on his secret bed. `I'm going to take pictures of you two, you are so beautiful,' he says, `So go on, I will tell you later in what position I want you both.' We both laugh and Michel kisses my little boy chest paying special attention to my little boy nipples. The hairdresser leaves his camera and falls on his knees between our legs. We both feel his hands running up our legs and finally he is taking our cocks in his hands. Suddenly, I hear a sucking sound and see the hairdresser bowed head. He is sucking Michel's teen dick. Michel's hard teen cock goes completely in his open mouth. The hairdresser changes position and he takes my little cock in. It feels great! `Oh man, please suck me.' Not just my little boy cock but also my balls disappear in his wide open mouth. I begin to feel my "pleasure-feeling" again! I feel his hand crawling between my legs and his fingers slowly going in the crack between my butt cheeks. One strong finger pushes at my boy hole and I feel his finger pops in. I wiggle my ass to help him a bit, oh gosh, that feels so good! While Michel and I kiss and lick each other, I play with Michel's heavy teen balls. They must be loaded and I can't wait for him to shoot his load all over me. The hairdresser leaves our cocks, we are both very hard now and dripping from his saliva. `Look, Michel,' the hairdresser says to my new friend, `I want to show you something.' Martin, our hairdresser grabs my hips and says to me, his voice is different, it is an order, `Come on my little boy, turn over!' I do as told. I turned to my belly showing them my white my white boy behind. The hairdresser slaps my butt he started playfully but his slaps became harder and firmer. I lay on my belly now and my little boy cock is rock hard, pressed against the bed cover. `Isn't this a great ass, Michel?' He slaps it hard a few times. The sound of his slaps are in the room. `Believe me, this little boy likes being smacked on his ass, try it, Michel, the boy really likes this!' I feel a much softer smack now, this must be Michel. `Come on, harder, you can do it!' I hear the camera running again as I feel Michel hitting my butt harder with each blow he gives me. `Do me, Michel, punish my boy butt, please!' I stick my ass up a bit, enjoying the stinging feel of his smacks. My butt cheeks glow and sting but it's not the pain I feel, it's a great sensation. I feel great and it comes very close to my "pleasure-feeling". My tummy is rubbing the bed. Suddenly I see the hairdresser's cock in front of my face, his hand resting on the back of my head. `Come on boy, suck my big dick!' I open my mouth and take the head of his cock in, I play with my tongue in his piss slit just as he teached me that time with my hero Pete. I taste pre-cum and lick the head of his cock clean, then, trying to take more of his cock in, I move up, the hairdresser pushing against the back of my head to help me. I almost choke but I manage to get three quarters of his cock in. I move my lips up and down. Michel stopped smacking my ass and is now squeezing and massaging my red round butt cheeks. Michel splits my cheeks with his strong hands and spits on my little boy hole. The spit is running through my crack towards my balls, it tickles. I feel Michel's finger pressing against my boy hole, while his free hand is playing with my little balls. My, how I loved this, a cock in my mouth, a glowing stinging ass and a nice boy fingering me. I almost explode. I hear the hairdresser moan and groan and then he let's go off my mouth. He jumps off bed and goes to his camera again to take pictures from Michel fingering me. Michel is on his knees between my legs, my ass still pointing up and so is his. he is still fingering me, with two fingers now. `Wait a sec!' I hear the hairdresser and he moves to the cupboard in the corner. He opens a drawer and comes back with two big dildos and a pot with lube. He tells Michel, `Sit, don't move that ass!' He brings in the huge dildo. He pushes it all the way in, Michel let's out a soft cry. `Please!' He moans as he liked it. My hairdresser hands over the other dildo to Michel and tells him, `Use it on this little boy, he can have it. Do it he will like it.' The hairdresser makes pictures of our scene. I feel the thick, rubbery head of the dildo pressing against my boy hole and finally it pops in. It hurts a bit, but I like the feeling. Michel is pushing it all the way in. I didn't know I could have a thing that big in me, it must have been as big as Pete's. Michel is moving the dildo in and out my boy hole while the hairdresser takes lots of pictures. Finally he tells Michel to take the dildos out and turn me over on my back again. Then he has to lift my legs and put them on his shoulders. My little boy hole is of his cock and the hairdresser tells Michel, `Fuck him hard.' In one push his cock is in my boy hole that is widened after the dildo. He fucks me fiercely and it doesn't take long when he speeds up and starts to breath heavy. `Don't cum yet!' the hairdresser says as he jumps on the bed and pushes his cock between my lips. He fucks my face and it doesn't take long when he starts to breath heavy also. `I don't want you to cum inside the boy, shoot over his body like Jack and I did on the picture of you,' The fucking goes on for a few minutes and Michel and the hairdresser cry out loud at the same time, `AAAAAAAAAAAAAaargggggh' and two huge loads of sperm land on my smooth body. It doesn't seem to stop and when it does the hairdresser jumps back behind the camera and starts taking pictures. I feel the cum of the two dripping off my belly, my chest and even my head. Michel bows his head over my little cock and starts to lick the cum of it, then he goes up, licking all the cum from my belly and chest. When he arrives at my face he presses his lips on my mouth and I feel his tongue slipping in. I open my mouth and so does Michel and I feel all the cum he had licked flowing in my mouth. He didn't swallow one little bit and saved everything for me. We kiss and at the same time I suck his mouth dry. He finally licks my face clean and kisses me again to give me the last drops of cum from his mouth. The hairdresser must have taken hundreds of pictures, we keep hearing the driver from his camera. Then the sound stops. `OK, you're finished, you two can go now. I see you in two weeks, boy' I get of the bed he smacks my ass real hard. I look at him and I stand on my toes to give him a kiss. Then I kiss Michel and we get dressed. When we leave the shop we both go our ways. I say bye to Michel and tell him that I hope to see him again. I walk home on clouds, I feel my stinging and glowing ass and remember all the cum on my body and later in my mouth. I imagine that this must be heaven. Comments are very welcome at bchaimstory@yahoo.co.uk Thanks Paul and Chaim.