Date: Sun, 4 Sep 2005 07:08:43 EDT
From: Colcalverley@aol.com
Subject: At the Hairdresser

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AT THE HAIRDRESSER

`Sorry, Jack, I wouldn't ask if it wasn't an emergency' said my old friend
Pete whose wedding I was attending the next day and whose best man I was
going to be if this telephone conversation was anything to go by.  `But
Freddie (his brother) is in hospital with appendicitis and there's no way
he can be best man now.'

`Well, it's a bit sudden' I said `but I suppose someone's got to do it.'

`Oh thanks Jack, thanks a million.  You'll never know how much this means
to me.  Em... just one thing though,'

`What?' I asked, knowing full well what was coming next.

`Well...um... when you make your speech, you won't say anything about
um...about `us' will you?'

I could tell the `us' was in inverted commas.  Pete and I had had a long
and frenzied gay affair a couple of years before and he didn't want me
branding him as bisexual.  It didn't matter to me, everybody knew that I
was bi and if they didn't like it they could do the other thing.

`Pete, would I embarrass you on your wedding day?' I asked

`I don't know' he said warily `Oh, and just one more thing, could you get a
haircut?  It looked a bit shaggy the other night.'

`Thanks a bunch' I said `but I suppose it does need doing.'

We arranged to meet the following day a couple of hours before the ceremony
and I put the phone down.

I started thinking about my speech and sat down to put a few notes on
paper.  What Pete didn't know, or anybody else for that matter, is that I
had also had an affair with his fiancee.  Could I put in my speech, I
wonder, that he was by far the better fuck?  No, I think not.'

I carried on preparing the speech and the next time I looked at the clock
it was 4.30pm.

As the hairdressers closes at five and was twenty minutes drive away I
dropped everything and headed out to the car.  I arrived just as Gina was
putting the `closed' sign on the door.  She and her brother, Luigi ran the
hairdressers between them and I had been going to them ever since they
opened about three years previously.  `Just made it' I said.

`Yes' said Gina, `I was about to go home and get the meal ready'.  Luigi
had a client in the chair and Gina was getting ready to cut my hair when
Luigi said `You go, Gina, I'm sure Jack won't mind waiting for a few
minutes and you can put the shutter down otherwise everyone will think
we're still open.  These guys can go out of the side door.

Gina looked at me and I nodded `You go, Gina, I'm in no hurry' I said.

Gina went out of the main door and closed the electric shutter which
covered the windows and door so that nobody could see in and it served also
as a security feature.

Luigi finished the previous customer, took his money and showed him out of
the side door.

I moved into the other chair and Luigi came back and put the usual cape
over me to protect my clothes from the hair which was about to be cut off.

I don't know if you're like me, but I always put my hands on the arms of
the barbers chair and very often, if the barber is the right height and
leans over to reach a little further his cock will inevitably touch your
hand.  This has happened with a number of barbers I have been to over the
years and Luigi was no exception.

He was just cutting the back of my head when I heard a door open and a
voice, obviously not knowing that I was there, shouted `OK Luigi, get your
dick out and I'll suck you silly.'

I looked in the mirror in front of me and Luigi's Mediterranean complexion
darkened perceptibly.  In through the passage to the side door walked a
young lad of about 16 with blond hair and come-to-bed eyes.  He wore a
cut-away sports shirt, tight shorts and sandals.

`That's Leonard all over' said Luigi, `always joking.  You'll get me into
trouble one day Leonard' said Luigi, trying to diffuse the situation.
`Leonard comes in sometimes when we close and helps me to sweep up and get
the place ready for the next day' he added for my benefit.

Luigi came round to my side and started to cut my hair on top.  He got to
the position where he had to lean over me and I could swear that his cock
was hard as it pressed against my hand.  For the first time in my life I
moved my hand as he leant on it and his eyes met mine in the mirror again
and he smiled.

He walked round to the other side to even things up and the same thing
happened.  Of course I moved my hand again, this time giving a little
squeeze and leaving him in no doubt that I meant business.

`Leonard, why don't you go out the back and make us all a cup of coffee?'
he asked.

Leonard disappeared and Luigi went to the shelves across the other side of
the shop to get a clean towel.  While he was not looking I took the
opportunity to unzip my trousers under the cloak and free my fast expanding
cock.  When he returned he resumed my haircut and glanced down into my lap
where the cape was beginning to tent alarmingly.  I noticed a thin film of
sweat break out on his forehead as Leonard returned with a tray of coffee.

I brought one hand from under the cape and accepted my mug and Leonard's
attention was immediately drawn to the tent.  He looked at me and smiled
and gave me a knowing wink.  He `dropped' the teaspoon at my feet and got
on his hands knees to look for it.

Within seconds his head was under the cape and his hand wrapped itself
around my now rock-hard cock.  Luigi's eyes again met mine in the mirror
and he raised an eyebrow.  I smiled at him as I felt Leonard's mouth on the
tip of my cock and I shuddered with anticipation.

Luigi had now finished my haircut and was showing me the reflection of the
back of my head in the hand mirror.  I truly think that even if it had been
hacked to pieces I would have said `very nice', because that's what I
thought of what was going on under the cape.

Job finished Luigi slowly removed the cape from me and revealed Leonard
sucking my cock for all he was worth with his own hard member in his hand.
Luigi slowly unzipped his trousers and revealed his dick which was half
hard and getting harder by the second.  I took it in my left hand and
started slowly to tenderise his Italian sausage.

Now that I could see Leonard it gave extra stimulation to my already
excited cock and that familiar little tickle started at the base of my
balls.  Leonard knew I was very close and he started to flick his tongue
around the head of my cock and over the piss slit.  I was so aroused I
could hardly breathe and within seconds I shot the first couple of
streamers into Leonard's mouth.

His eyes lit up and he immediately started sucking again until every single
drop of cum had been emptied from my body.  He stood up and went round
behind the chair and bent over bracing himself against it.  Luigi stood
behind him with a tube of jelly and applied it liberally to Leonard's arse
and his own cock.  I stood and went round to get a better look, my
softening cock immediately beginning to stiffen again.  I could tell from
the way they behaved that this was an often-repeated scenario and one that
they were both very happy with.

Luigi slipped his cock into Leonard's arse and started to fuck him slowly.
Leonard's cock stood out in front like a steel rod so I manoeuvred myself
so that I was sitting on the floor amongst the hair clippings with my back
to the back of the chair and with Leonard's cock waving about in front of
my face.

I don't think he realised what I had done because when I took him in my
mouth he gave a little squeal of surprise and then started to moan.  I took
his hairy balls in my hand and manipulated them, massaging slightly.  He
moaned louder and I could feel the precum flowing freely.  It tasted very
sweet with only a tiny hint of saltiness.

Luigi started huffing and puffing and increasing the speed of his thrusts.
Leonard's knees began to grow weak and I pushed my hands against them so
that he didn't collapse.  Luigi then let out a cry of victory as he emptied
his load into Leonard's arse.  Leonard was pretty close to cumming himself
and when Luigi collapsed on his back, totally spent, I felt his cock head
enlarge and his sweet juices came flowing into my mouth.  I swallowed once
and then filled my mouth again.

Luigi had now recovered slightly from his efforts and stood up, thus
enabling Leonard to straighten up as well and as he did so his cock slipped
out of my mouth.  I stood up and opened my mouth to show Leonard that I
still had his cum in my mouth.  Straight away he came and kissed me,
snaking his tongue inside me to share his own boyjuice.

Without a word Luigi took Leonard's hand and Leonard took mine and I was
led to a small room at the back of the building where there was a crisply
made-up bed.  Without a word Luigi stripped off the rest of his clothes
followed by Leonard.  Not wishing to be left out of anything, I did the
same and lay on the bed.  Leonard grabbed my legs and pulled me towards him
while Luigi knelt behind my head.  As Leonard gelled up his cock and my
arse Luigi slipped his cock in my mouth and started, very gently, to slide
in and out.  I could feel Leonard's cock enter me and start to push all the
way in.  When I could feel his balls against me I knew that he was right
in, but then he thrust that little bit further and I could tell by his face
that he was on cloud 9.

He felt great inside me and I was able to use my muscles to grip his cock
fairly tightly.  He liked this very much and smiled dreamily.  His strokes
started to get a little faster, but I knew there was a long way to go yet.
Luigi's cock in my mouth was surprisingly compact (I couldn't call it
small) but as he was not a tall man it was in proportion with the rest of
his body.  I was easily able to take the whole length in my mouth without
accessing my throat and I realised that if this is what Leonard was used to
up his arse then I really ought to fuck him before I left so that he could
experience something a little bigger.

Once again Luigi was showing signs of being the first to cum and did so
with typical Italian fuss and bother, making a great deal of noise.

Leonard carried on for about another ten minutes during which time Luigi
moved around and took my cock in his mouth.

Leonard finally could hold out no longer and I could feel my insides being
drenched by his second load of the evening, just as my balls emptied into
Luigi's mouth.  I think that Leonard could read my mind as he only gave me
a couple of minutes respite before he was waggling his arse in front of me
demanding attention.

I rose to the occasion and with so much of Luigi's cum already inside him
there was no need for lubricant.  I slipped the head inside him and he
shuddered, then I slipped about six inches in, which I estimated to be
about the same as Luigi had.  He seemed quite happy, but when I finally
pushed in the extra two inches I thought he was going to pass out.  His
head shot up in the air and there was a sharp intake of breath.  `Wow'
escaped his lips and as I thrust in and out he moaned rhythmically.  I
could have fucked him for hours but it was getting late and I still had my
best man's speech to finish, so I concentrated hard and eventually felt
stirrings below.  I was hitting his G-spot quite regularly and he was
extremely worked up, so I thought we might just have a double orgasm here.
A couple of minutes later I was proved right as I came inside Leonard he
shot his load all over the bed sheets.

We collapsed in a heap on the bed and lay in each others' arms while we got
our breath back. `I've never done that before' said Leonard.

`What?' I asked.

`I've never cum without touching myself before.  It was fantastic.  It
never happens when Luigi fucks me'

I explained that those extra two inches make all the difference.  `Can we
do this again, just you and me?' he asked.

`I don't see why not' I said `but I don't want to tread on Luigi's toes'

`Oh no' said Leonard `I come here on Mondays, Wednesdays, Fridays and
Saturdays.  I still have Tuesdays, Thursdays and Sundays free.'

I laughed, sat up in bed, found my trousers and gave him my business card
which also had my mobile number on it.  `Phone me on the mobile and we'll
sort something out' I said `Where's Luigi?' I added.

`Oh, he has limited staying power.  He'll be sweeping up in the shop'.

We dressed and went back into the shop and, sure enough, Luigi was sweeping
up.  I offered him the money for my haircut, but he waved me away saying
`No charge for you, Jack, not after all we've been through this evening.'

I thanked him, hugged him and went to the side door.  Leonard accompanied
me, gave me a quick hug and kiss and promised he would phone and make
arrangements to meet up.

He did, we did, and we still do!

The Colonel

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