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Barber Pole Poke

20 December, 2016 (14:38) | hot gay sex, Uncategorized | By: Gaysexstories

By Jerry Enright  
 
***

A trip to the barber turns into something more. (MMM, 
oral, anal)

***

My parents separated right after school ended and they 
shipped me off to my grandparents. They live in a small 
town in northern New Jersey; I'd been there one week 
and was already tired of just hanging around the house. 
I missed my best friend, Mark. Just the thought of Mark 
made my cock begin to harden. Damn, I thought, not a 
fucking thing to do. 

"Why don't you get a haircut," my grandmother said as 
she cleared the breakfast table. "I hear they're 
wearing it short again. I never did like long hair on 
men. Sometimes you can't tell the boys from the girls." 

"In California all my friends wear it just this way," I 
said, running a hand through my hair and feeling it 
against the back of my neck. 

"We've got a good barber. His father owned the shop 
until he retired. Your father always went there. Now 
his son Tony runs it. I hear he's even better. Where 
are you going?" 

"Downtown. Just for a walk," I said, as I left the 
kitchen wearing my old tennis shorts, hoping I'd meet a 
friend, although I had noticed that most of the kids 
hung around in pairs and always seemed to be heading 
somewhere only they knew about. 

I wandered down tree-lined streets and passed the 
barber shop with its striped pole, the colors magically 
twisting up and down. 

I noticed that the barber was sitting in one of the two 
chairs reading a Playboy magazine. He was young, 
Italian and well- built. He wore a nylon short-sleeved 
barber's coat, the unbuttoned collar revealing a smooth 
tanned chest beneath a thick muscled neck. The guy 
reminded me of 'Rocky' Stallone. He winked when he saw 
me. I figured the only way to meet him was to get my 
hair cut. What the hell, I thought, It'll grow. 

The bell above the door sounded as I entered. He turned 
and smiled in welcome. "Hi, I'm Tony," he said. "I'll 
be right with you. You can sit in either chair, but 
this one's closer to the fan. Sure is hot out." 

"Yeah," I replied, passing the first chair and noticing 
Tony's hand gripping the leather strap as he scraped 
the razor back and forth. 

"What's your name?" he asked. 

"Lan," I replied. 
 
"You can hang your shirt over there. If you want 
something to read, I've got some magazines," Tony said, 
carefully testing the blade and washing his hands. "You 
want the fan turned up?" 

I sat up in the seat. "No, I'm all right," I said. Tony 
grabbed a fresh cloth, whipped it about like a 
toreador's cape and placed it across my lap. Taking a 
cold towel, he wiped the sweat from my throat, the nape 
of my neck and my hairless chest. He pulled the cloth 
over me and handed me the magazine, opening it to a 
dog-eared page. The photo depicted a blonde with her 
ass up in the air and behind her was a gorgeous stud 
with a hard-on. 

"Nice, huh?" 

"Yeah," I said, feeling Tony's hands now fussing with 
my long, blond hair, pulling the locks gently at first 
and then a bit harder. "How do you want it?" 

"Real short." 

"Too bad. You've got nice hair. I almost hate to cut 
it. You must be new in town. I've never seen you 
before." 

"Yeah, I'm visiting my grandparents for the summer." 

"I guess you liked the picture. You've hot a hard-on. 
You'd better cover up, your cock's showing. Customers 
might come in." 

I blushed as I stretched down the leg of my shorts. 
Then I saw the bulge in Tony's chinos and said, "You're 
pretty hot, too." 

We were now facing each other. Our eyes met, and I 
found my knee was pressing against Tony's crotch, which 
had grown considerably. 

His hand moved up my chest and touched a nipple, but 
just for a moment. "Okay." Tony said as he finished 
cutting. He handed me a mirror, and brushed my back 
saying, "Well, How's it look?" 

"Yeah, I like it," I said, seeing Tony's tough, rough-
hewn face reflected in the mirror. "It feels... cool." 

"You're not in a hurry, are you?" Tony asked, taking 
the money I handed him. "I have some Cokes in the 
fridge." 

"Me? No, no hurry," I said, as Tony shut the blinds and 
put a sign in the window that read, "Out To Lunch." I 
followed him into a back room that was crowed with 
boxes of talcum powder, piles of clean towels, and a 
very old barber's chair, its back down, the leather 
cracked from the sweat of many squirming men's asses. 

Tony anxiously pulled me to him, his large hands 
squeezing my buns, saying "Baby buns. Oh yeah, the best 
kind." He opened the fly of my shorts and pulled out my 
cucumber-sized cock, noting, "A hot young ass but a 
man's cock." Then he took out his own thick, battle-
scared Italian meat and placed them together, his hot 
fingers quickly spreading the sticky juice that flowed 
from both heads. He nibbled at my nipples. There was 
already so much juice on both our cocks and the insides 
of our thighs that Tony had to stop jacking us off or 
we would have cum immediately. 

We both undressed, never taking our eyes off of each 
other's cocks. Tony lifted me up, placed me on the 
barbers chair and spread my legs, first licking my 
balls, then sucking at my erection. As Tony played with 
my asshole, I squirmed with pleasure, whispering 
encouragement, wanting Tony to give it all to me. 

Then Tony climbed onto the chair, his muscular body 
fascinating and arousing me. Tony said, "Don't worry, 
they made things better back then. These old chairs can 
hold a lot of weight." Kneeling above my chest, he 
shoved his throbbing cock into my anxious mouth, his 
heavy balls pressing against my chin. He swung around, 
and we sixty-nined. 

Tony turned me over, kissed my cheeks and licked my 
tender butt, spreading his saliva around, saying, 
"You're all wet now. Just wet enough." He spread my 
asshole and when I felt Tony's large cockhead pushing 
against me, I said, "easy, easy. I've only done this a 
couple of times, and they weren't as big as you are." 

"Hey, leave it to me," Tony soothed, and he moved my 
body this way and that, his fingers rubbing, hands 
massaging, and then I felt him enter me; for an instant 
it hurt, and then it felt right at home. The pleasure 
was almost instantaneous, and I pushed my ass back 
toward Tony's patch of black curly hair so that I could 
feel it all, every inch. 

The chair moved and turned with the plunging and 
twisting. I could see myself in a full- length mirror 
and I could see Tony's face, eyes closed in sheer 
pleasure, his ass never stopping until his prick 
exploded. He slowly withdrew it, then turned me over 
and sucked me dry, my body arching as I came. 

We were both lying in each other's arms, Tony kissing 
me when there was a pounding on the shop's door. I 
stiffened. Tony just kissed me, saying, "Don't worry. 
It's an old friend. He always checks up on me whenever 
he sees the blinds closed. You know, I think you'll 
like him." 

He rose and wrapped a towel around himself. I also 
grabbed a towel and wiped myself. I heard the bell and 
turned to see a burly young Irish policeman enter the 
room, followed by Tony. 

"Nice, hmmmmmm?" Tony was saying as he removed his 
towel and the policeman gave me the once over. 

"Yeah, real nice." 

"he's here for the summer," Tony said, grabbing me and 
pulling me closer, "and he's mine. All mine. Lan, this 
is Jerry. One of the town's three cops." 

Jerry removed his policeman's had, revealing a thick 
crop of red hair. Then he removed his summer uniform as 
Tony's hand groped my basket. The policeman was also 
muscular, with a barrel chest, massive thighs, muscular 
arms, and a thick patch of red hair framing his long, 
uncut dick. 

"Get up on the chair," Tony ordered Jerry in an 
authoritative voice he hadn't used with me. "And on 
your stomach. I want my baby to have some of that ... 
pig ass." 

Jerry did as he was told. Tony mounted the lowered 
chair where Jerry's head rested, grabbed his ass and 
pulled him up toward him, shoving his now hard cock 
into Jerry's mouth. He reached down, spreading his 
asshole, and motioned for me to mount the chair and the 
cop. I stared for a moment at the cop's ass as Tony's 
fingers dug about in his hole, and then I shoved my 
cock inside. 

"Yeah, you do what I say, right Jerry?" Jerry nodded, 
not daring to stop sucking Tony's thick-veined cock as 
I pounded away, now twisting my cock this way and that 
so as not to miss an inch of Jerry's smooth tunnel. 
Then Tony said, "I want ass. Let's switch." He quickly 
wiped my dick off with a wet towel before Jerry grabbed 
my cock and began kissing it. 

Then I watched Tony's cock slip easily into the cop's 
hole, saying "Yeah, you got it nice and hot for me, 
kid. Nice and wet." Soon we were all moving together, 
writhing in the chair. Tony raised Jerry's butt high 
enough so he could reach under and play with his hard, 
distended cock dripping with pre-cum. 

"Take him," Tony said. I fell to my knees in front of 
Jerry, Tony still keeping his cock deep in Jerry's ass. 
I licked the big balls, then grabbed his dick and 
sucked until Jerry climaxed. 

I swallowed the hot eruption. We paused, catching our 
breath in the hot, stuffy room. 

As Jerry dried himself off and dressed, Tony held me, 
kissing and feeling me. As Jerry Left, Tony called out 
to him, "Hey, you're about due for a haircut. And by 
the way, this kid's mine, remember!" 

All the way home, I thought of Tony. I decided small 
towns weren't so bad after all. I had the whole summer 
with Tony to look forward to. As I entered the house, 
my grandmother said, "Your mother called. She said you 
could come and stay with her." 

"No way," I said. "I like it here."

END

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