Having moved to a Northern Ontario City there wasnt much chance of a gay closeted Professional finding another man to have so fun with. Though I was always looking, the only men I found that were interested was at the local mall washrooms. Thats another story. In time I needed to get my hair cut. I looked in the Yellow pages, secretly looking for a Male Hairdresser because they always look well groomed, wore tight clothes and by chance could be gay as well. I called and made an appointment to see Roger. The first time was uneventful. Roger was very professional, having other clients in his Salon, plus 2 other female hairdressers didnt allow me to explore any avenues that could take place. I noticed a picture on the wall of Roger and wife and 4 kids. I asked him if that was his family (lame I know) and he answered yes. I was a little disappointed that I had found a hot looking guy in the tightest black pants sporting a great looking buldge and he was married. Though a little disappointed, I continued to get my hair cut by Roger on numerous occassions, and settled in to just having to look him over in the mirror while he cut my hair. After a few appointments had passed, and of course my giving some hints, I made an appointment to see him again. He said that it would have to be at 6 that evening as he was all booked up and was willing to stay late, as he knew that I was always having problems getting in to see him. When I arrived he was finishing with his last client and was combing out her hair. He smiled and told me to have a seat and would be with me in a few minutes. I was happy to sit and watch him work, looking at those tight ass cheeks and every once in awhile when he would move, give me a great shot of that hot bulge. After finishing with his client, he took her money and escorted her out. He then proceeded to lock the door, looking at me saying that since it was after hours he didnt want anyone else to come into the Salon. I thought this a bit odd because he had never done anything like this before on the previous visits that I had had. I felt a stirring in my groin, as he proceeded to guide me to the chair. He placed the cape over me, as usual but took a few extras seconds to smooth out the front. We continued to chat while he started washing my hair. I love being in that position as it gives me the opportunity to steal a few glances at his crotch that is so close to my face. I look up and think that he has caught me looking at his great bulge. He smiles and continues on with great conversation. Roger tells me its time to move to the chair, and proceeds to comb my hair and starts to move around the chair while he does this. I have my arms under the cape on the arms of the chair and every once in awhile he comes to the side of the chair and leans in while cutting my hair. I get bold and move my arm just a bit so that I touch that hot bulge of his. He doesnt move right away, just long enough for me to feel his warmth, then moves to the back of the chair again. We did this maneouver a couple of times, and then I was very disappointed when the haircut was finished. I went to the front to pay him for the haircut, feeling pre-cum oozing in my briefs, and wanting to get home to jerk off with the thoughts of his warm dick and balls that had been on my arm just a few minutes before. After paying him, he started again with some small talk that eventually had gotten around to sex. He said he had never had a blowjob before, that his wife was not into doing something like that, and asked if I had ever had one. I said I had and there was nothing better than having your cock sucked. Especially from someone that new how to give great head. Roger mentioned that he would love to have a blowjob sometime, and getting the feeling that he may want me to, I took the chance and blurted out that if he really was serious I could help him out with his problem. I looked down when I said this right at his crotch and noticed it was slightly bigger than before. He smiled and said that he had never done anything with anyone else than his wife and he was nervous but willing to give it a try. I walked over to him and reached out to rub his hot cock through his pants and said that he wouldnt have to do anything other than sit back and enjoy it. We proceeded to go into the back area, where Roger had washed my hair and proceeded to kiss while I rubbed his crotch. He in turn rubbed mine as well, and I could tell that he had never done this before, because he was pretty clumsy at what he was doing. I got down on my knees and lowered his zipper looking for his prized posessession. I licked the head of his prick, tasting some of his sweet pre-cum oozing out. Freeing his member from the confines of his pants, I was in awe seeing the size of his dick. It was over 8 inches long and thick and cut, with a faint smell of his hot man odor. I engulfed his prick right down to his pubes and proceeded to give his the best suck job that I could. He said he was going to cum, and I stopped sucking him grabbing his balls to slow him down. He proceeded to take off his clothes and I did the same. We embraced and started rubbing our hot cocks and balls together, while I felt his hard ass with my hands. He said that it had never felt this great with his wife, and wanted to know what else there was that we could do. Now I dont liked getting fucked, especially by someone with such a big cock, but I figured if I caught a virgin, it was up to me to show him a few things. I turned around and put his cock between my cheeks and squeezed while his started to fuck my crack. It felt so good and again he said he was going to cum. I love the feel of a hard cock rubbing over my asshole, and with the pre-cum still oozing out of his cockhead, I greased up my hot hole, aimed his cock and took it all the way in. I stopped his thrusting to adjust to the size. Slowly I started to fuck him, taking his hand and placing it on my hard hot cock. He got the idea, started jerking my prick, while I fucked him silly. We got into a rythme and it wasnt long before he was shooting his jism up my ass. I screamed out shooting cum all over the chair in front of me, and he was still pumping away, hitting my prostate and sending shivers through my whole body. We smiled at each other, kissed and said goodbye. Since then Roger has split with his wife and moved to Montreal to teach hairdressing. I hope he is doing well, and am pleased that I was able to show him real man to man sex. Though it is sad that they split up, he said there was always something missing, and I had shown him what that was. I smile everytime I think of him, and wonder if I ever will see him again. Roger if you are out there reading this please email me at hardme@hotmail.com I would love to hear from you.
