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The Hairdresser

by Clark Packer


Since my first haircut at the barber's, Vince had been there to cut my hair. By the time I was ready to head off to college, he was an old man. I remember him telling me to wear a condom so I wouldn't "knock up" some hot chick. I smiled and assured him I would be extra careful. There were no chicks in my future, or my past. I had discovered at eleven that boys, and then men, were what I liked. He cut my hair for high school graduation; I had just turned eighteen. As he moved around me I felt his cock brush against my knee. Nah, I thought; it was just my imagination. He smiled at me and chatted as he cut. I slipped my arm over the chair arm and waited for him to move to the side. He brushed against my elbow and I knew it was a cock that time. I lifted my hand up, but left it covered by the drape that covered me. He slid close again and his semi-hard pushed against my palm. I gripped it lightly and smiled up at him. He had a look of pleasure and surprise on his face. He continued to give me advice. I squeezed and released his burgeoning cock. My own was rock hard by now. He asked if I realized what was happening. I assured him I was willing to finish anything I had started. His cock was rigid and huge as he continued to press it against my hand. "Thank God you're the last customer!" he panted as he moved to lock the front door and draw the blind. He turned and undid his baggy trousers as he walked towards me. He reached in and released his drooling cock. It was over eight inches long and fat as well. His foreskin still covered the head but the precum was dripping from the wrinkled skin as he neared me. I threw off the cape and revealed my own uncut monster. He licked his lips and moved closer. He took my hand and led me into the back room. He knelt and sucked the head of my cock into his hot face. He slid the foreskin back and tongued the underside as his teeth slid back and forth across the corona. I was ready and filled him with my hot young jism. He drank my sacrifice and stood to place his own cock in my hand. I dropped to my knees and smiled as his cock drooled. I licked the precum from his throbbing manhood. He grabbed my head and shoved the full eight into my face. I was ready and eagerly rocked up and down and up and down on this ancient beauty. He moved faster and I moved faster and his cock grew harder. I fondled his huge nutsack and slipped a finger into his hairy hole. His anus squeezed tight against my finger and sucked it in to the last knuckle. Still his cock rode my face. It had been nearly thirty minutes and he was making me work for the prize. And then I felt his balls pull up against his groin and he started moaning. His cock head flared in my face and with a push against my throat he started to come. His hot river of jism surged upwards from his balls as he roared with satisfaction. I drank greedily as his balls pumped the thick ropy load into my face. He came for what seemed an eternity and finally slowed as his huge cock softened. He slipped it from my tired jaws and lifted me to my feet. He kissed me savoring the taste of his own spunk. I thanked him for the great send-off to college. He thanked me for sucking his cock. I promised to do it again during the holidays. But that's another story.

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1 Gay Erotic Stories from Clark Packer

The Hairdresser

Since my first haircut at the barber's, Vince had been there to cut my hair. By the time I was ready to head off to college, he was an old man. I remember him telling me to wear a condom so I wouldn't "knock up" some hot chick. I smiled and assured him I would be extra careful. There were no chicks in my future, or my past. I had discovered at eleven that boys, and then men, were

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