Date: Mon, 18 May 2020 12:23:00 -0700
From: Scott Craig <scinlv64@gmail.com>
Subject: Fun Haircut

Fun Haircut by Sean Cunningham

As I looked in the mirror, I noticed my blonde hair was looking shaggy. I
normally have the sides cut really short, leaving the top a little
longer. The stylist that cut my hair for the last several years had moved
to another town over a month ago. He always knew just how to cut my hair
and make it look great. I put off finding a new stylist because I didn't
want to risk getting a bad haircut. However, looking at myself I realized
a bad haircut couldn't be any worse than my longer-than-usual hair.

I had heard about a stylist that owned his own shop. Bruce was supposed
to be incredible with scissors. I couldn't find any bad reviews on him,
so I decided I'd give him a try. What's the worst that could happen?
Even if my hair looked like shit, within a couple weeks it would be grown
out and due for another haircut. Bruce answered the phone when I called
to make the appointment. He said one of his clients had just cancelled,
so he had an opening at 5:30 that evening. His voice was incredibly sexy
and masculine. Even though he kept everything very professional and all
about business, I got excited and wondered if maybe he'd be the one to
fulfill my life-long fantasy of playing around with the guy cutting my
hair. I've seen a lot of porn videos about guys who go to the barber and
one thing leads to another and soon they are sucking and fucking like
animals. I've always wanted that to happen to me, but the people who
have cut my hair in the past have been straight, in a relationship, or
not my type. I still had hope that one day, my fantasy would become
reality.

I walked into Style by Bruce at 5:40 p.m. There had been an accident on
the freeway, so I was ten minutes late. It had been a frustrating drive
and I was more than a little worried Bruce might not take me since I was
late. I rushed in the salon and was surprised to see the salon completely
empty. There wasn't a person around. "Hi! I'm sorry I'm late. Is
anyone around?"

"I'll be right out. I'm just putting some things away," Bruce said
from the back room. His deep, sexy voice had my cock rock hard. What was
happening? I didn't even know what he looked like, how old he was, or if
he was even gay. He had been so professional on the phone earlier, I
didn't think anything would happen. However, my cock has a mind of his
own and doesn't always respond in a reasonable way.

"I wasn't beginning to wonder if you were going to be a no-show,"
Bruce said as he stepped into the salon.

Holy fuck was this guy hot! My mouth opened to apologize, but my mind
went blank. I couldn't think of anything except this hunk that was in
front of me. He short-cropped, salt-and-pepper hair, his white beard, and
his chocolate-brown eyes were something straight out of my wet dreams. My
cock started throbbing I wanted this guy so much. "I...I...I'm sorry for
being late. There was an accident on the freeway," I finally managed to
get out. This guy must think I'm a complete idiot.

Bruce just smiled and said, "No worries. You're my last appointment of
the evening, so you aren't making any other customers wait. It just
means I'll leave here a little later than I planned." Then he winked at
me and added with a shit-eating grin, "You can make it up to me with
your tip."

What was that? Was he flirting with me? He got a cape on me and led me
over to the sink. When he started massaging the shampoo into my hair, I
seriously thought I was going to cum right then. His fingers felt
electric, sending shockwaves of pleasure down my entire body. He was
telling me some story, but I couldn't concentrate on what he was saying
because I was so focused on how excited he made me. When he leaned over
to rinse my hair, I felt his cock brush against my shoulder. I don't
know if I imagined he had a hardon because I really wanted to play around
with Bruce, or if he really was hard. Either way, it excited me.

He dried my hair with a towel and then took me back to start cutting my
hair. He was really nice and was asking me something. I wasn't sure what
he had asked, so I figured I better get out of my fantasy and back to
reality. "I'm sorry, what was that?" I asked.

"I just asked what you do for a living?" Bruce repeated, politely.

"I teach high school. What do you do for a living?" As soon as the
question left my lips, I wanted to take it back. What kind of stupid
question was that? I couldn't believe how absent-minded I was being.

Bruce laughed. "Did you seriously just ask what I do for a living?"

I wanted to die right then and there. "I'm sorry. I don't know what I
was thinking. My mind is somewhere else. Obviously, I know you're a hair
stylist."

"Hmmm. And where exactly is your mind?"

Oh shit! How do I answer that? I didn't dare tell him I was thinking
about sucking his cock. "Uh, well, I, uh, was just thinking about some
things I need to do today."

"What do you need to do?"

Did Bruce know how much I wanted him. Was he trying to get me to say
something? "Oh, just some different things," I finally said.

"Oh, okay. Are you meeting your girlfriend later?" he asked, changing
the subject when he saw how uncomfortable I was getting.

"No. I don't have a girlfriend."

Bruce got a sly smile when I said that. "Do you have a boyfriend? I
can't believe a hot guy like you would be single."

"Unfortunately, I don't have a boyfriend. I'm single. What about you?
Do you have a significant other?" I asked.

"Nope. I'm single too. I'm still waiting for my Prince Charming to
come along," he said matter-of-factly.

"That's good," I said before I could stop myself.

"You think it's good I don't have anyone in my life?" Bruce asked
jokingly.

"No, I mean...I'm making a fool of myself and should probably just stop
talking."

Bruce chuckled and said, "You know, most people have to put on a lot of
make-up or get really sunburned in order to get their face that shade of
red. I think it's adorable."

The next few minutes were spent in silence. I noticed that Bruce was
standing even closer than he had been before. His cock kept rubbing up
against my arm as he leaned in to cut different parts of my hair. There
was no doubt, Bruce had a big cock and it was definitely hard. It seemed
like he was going out of his way to push his cock into me. Did he want to
do something with me? Do I dare make the first move? By this time, I was
so completely horny, I was going insane. My heart was pounding, I wanted
Bruce more than I had wanted any man before. I'd dreamed about something
like this happening my whole life. It was now or never.

The next time he leaned into me, I moved my hand and started running my
fingers up and down his cock. I was afraid he would pull back and tell me
to stop. Instead, he leaned in more. I took that as a sign to go further.
I reached up and undid his pants. He wasn't wearing any underwear, so I
pulled his cock out of his pants. He had an amazing cock! It was a nice
size, cut, with a beautiful head. He must have been wanting this as much
as me, because he was already leaking precum. I couldn't resist. I
leaned over and ran my tongue over his cock, tasting his sweet nectar. I
had to have more. I took his whole cock in my mouth. I couldn't get
enough of it!

Bruce moaned with pleasure and put his scissors down. "Damn! You're
good at that!" he said as he thrust his cock in and out of my mouth. He
reached over and gently grabbed my cock. This was too good. It had to be
a dream!

After a few minutes, Bruce pulled his cock out of my mouth. I wanted it
back, but he bent down, undid my pants, and started sucking my cock. His
mouth was incredible! It was warm, wet, and felt amazing. He swirled his
tongue around my head while he was sucking. I was shaking, it felt so
wonderful. It wasn't too long before I felt myself on the edge, and I
didn't want to cum just yet. I pulled his lips off my cock and up to my
lips. I began kissing him passionately. I unbuttoned his smock and shirt
and took them off him, without ever loosing contact with his lips. He
started undressing me, and soon we were both naked. His body was a work
of art! We hugged and kissed, our bodies rubbing against each other. It
felt so good being next to him, I didn't want this moment to ever end.

I heard someone walk by the salon and I froze. What if they walked in on
us? "We better lock the door," I said.

Bruce kissed me and said, "The moment I saw you, I knew I wanted you. I
wasn't sure anything would happen between us.  I've never done anything
with any of my clients, but you were so good looking, I knew I wanted to
have you. I took a chance and locked the door. It's been locked the
whole time, so no need to worry about someone walking in on us."

I was happy to hear he had wanted me from the moment he saw me. I stood
there smiling while Bruce dropped to his knees and started sucking my
cock once again. I felt like I had died and gone to heaven. I could feel
I was getting close and Bruce must have known it too, because he stopped
sucking my cock and ran his tongue all around my balls. He took one ball
in his mouth and sucked it, then he took the other ball and sucked it. He
told me to turn around and bend over the chair. As soon as I did, I could
feel his tongue licking my hole. I was going out of my mind with
pleasure. His tongue rimmed me and darted into me. I was pushing my ass
back against him. His beard felt silky and rough against my ass cheeks.
Just when I thought I couldn't take any more, he stopped and begged me
to fuck him.

 "I don't have a condom," I said with great disappointment. He had an
amazing ass and I wanted to desperately to plunge my cock deep inside.

"I might have one in the office. I'll be right back," he said as he
stood up and went to the office. The site of his ass as he walked away
was one of the most beautiful things I've ever seen.

He came back with a condom and a small packet of lube. "We're in luck,
I had some."

My thrill at knowing I was going to be able to fuck him was dimmed by the
realization he had done this before. I had been feeling so wonderful and
special thinking I was the first client he'd played around with, but
apparently, I wasn't. I was a little crushed. "I thought you said
you'd never done anything with a client. If that's true, why do you
have condoms and lube in your office?"

"You are my first client I've done anything with. When I broke up with
my last boyfriend a year ago, I was kind of down and a little irritable.
A couple of my friends told me I had to get back out there and get laid
because I was too cranky. They gave me a little gift basket to push me to
go and do something. They gave me a pass to the bathhouse, some
see-through briefs, a box of condoms, and several packets of lube. I've
never used any of it. That just isn't my style. So, I still have the
whole gift basket in my office. I could tell there was something special
about you when I heard your voice on the phone. Then when I saw you, I
knew I wanted to get to know you better. I knew I had to be with you."
He pulled me in his arms and kissed me.

"You are amazing! You know just what to say to make me feel better," I
said.

"Enough of the small talk, I want your cock buried in my ass right
now!" he demanded as he leaned over the chair.

I fell to my knees and began eating his ass as if it were my last meal.
I've never wanted anyone as much as I wanted him right then. After my
tongue had gotten his hole nice and wet, I put one finger inside him and
started massaging his prostrate. He moaned in pleasure, so I added a
second finger. I could tell he was really enjoying it.

"I need more! I need your cock fucking me!" he ordered.

I put the condom on, covered it in lube, and then slowly inserted my cock
into his ass. He was tight and it felt so unbelievably good. He pushed
his ass back until my balls were almost inside him. Almost immediately we
fell into perfect rhythm. Bruce knew how to fuck, that was for sure. Once
again, I was just about to cum, but Bruce pulled away from me.

"Not yet, Baby. I want to look into your eyes when you cum. I want you
to pull out and shoot your load all over my chest." He stood up, threw
some towels down on the floor to cushion it a little and laid on his
back, lifting his legs so I had easy access.

I knelt on the floor and started fucking him again. I grabbed his cock
and stroked it in time to my thrusts in his ass. I looked into his eyes
and saw that he was in complete bliss. That did it for me. I pulled out
of his ass, ripped the condom off, and stroked my cock as it shot blast,
after blast, of hot cum all over his chest. When Bruce felt the first
blast of hot cum on his chest, he started shooting his load. I was in
complete and total ecstasy! I was delirious with pleasure. I bent down
and put his cock in my mouth just in time to feel his last shot of cum go
down my throat. The room was spinning, and I collapsed onto Bruce, both
our loads of cum cementing us together. We lay in each other's arms for
a long time. Both of us out of breath, our hearts beating loudly.

"That was, without a doubt, the best sex I've ever had," I said,
breaking the silence.

"I agree," Bruce said as he pulled me closer and kissed me. "I'd love
to stay like this with you forever, but I have to finish your haircut."

"Can I take you out to dinner after?" I asked. "I do owe you for being
late and making you stay."

"I'll let you take me out to dinner, but only if you agree to come home
with me after that. I'd love to do this again in my bedroom."

Needless to say, I was happy my previous stylist moved away. I had found
someone much better. Someone who made getting a haircut fun and exciting.
Someone, I hoped, who would be more than just my hair stylist.

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