Date: Thu, 23 Feb 2012 14:27:51 -0500 (EST)
From: whitewold999@icqmail.com
Subject: Party at Barbers (gay/adult youth, oral, anak, b/M, b/MM, b/bMM)

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acts of boy's discovering their sexuality.  It contains graphic scenes of
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                            Party at the Barbers
                                    By
                                   Wolf

	My parents named me Lennie and we lived in the Shepherds
Bush, District of London.  I guess I was a pretty typical Norman child,
fair haired, fair skin, blue eyed boy and innocent about sex when I was
12-years-old.

	I had been getting my hair cut at the local barber shop, from the
first time I was old enough to have my hair cut by a barber.  When I was
12 the barber shop changed hands.  The new owner was a middle aged
man that was going bald.  He was a very kind man.  He always talked to
me about school and sports.  We were both fans of the same football
team.

	One afternoon I needed my hair cut, so I stopped at the barber
shop.  I was the only customer at the time, so I got in his barber's chair.
He went through his normal routine, wrapping my next with paper, then
covering my body with the light blur thin sheet and snapping it around
my neck.  While he was cutting my hair, he kept rubbing his crotch
against my arms.  I was embarrassed, because I could feel his hard prick
rubbing against my arms.  While he was cutting my hair he winked in the
mirror at me.  As he finished cutting my hair, he removed the sheet,
shook the hair off and then removed the paper, before trimming my neck.
He used a straight razor to trim around my ears.  When he wiped the
excess shaving cream from my ears and neck, he kissed me on the cheek
and winked at me again.  While I was paying for my haircut, he said,
"Come back at 5:30, after closing we can have some fun!"

	I knew he was alluding to having sex.  I left the shop thinking
about his offer.  I went home and changed clothes.  I wondered if I
should take him up on his offer or not.  Just before the appointed hour I
asked Mum if I could go to the cinema.  She agreed and even gave me
enough money to buy a treat to eat.  I made my way to the barber shop in
plenty of time.  I had walked at a fast pace and then at a snail's pace
while I worked up the nerve to enter the shop.  I got there just a couple
of minutes after closing time.  The barber was sweeping up the floor
when I entered.  He flashed me a big smile and welcomed me into the
shop.  He locked the front door and turned the closed sign around.

	He ushered me into the back room.  It was like a little home back
there.  The shop was about 25-feet wide.  So the living quarts were no
wider.  There was a living room, kitchen and dining room back there
Upstairs over the shop was the bedroom and bathroom.  He was very
kind to me.  He made us tea, while he told me that there was nothing to
be afraid of.  He would never do anything to hurt me.

	After we talked for awhile he led me upstairs.  He didn't rush me
at all.  We just sat on the bed while he hugged and kissed me.  It was
strange kissing a man like that.  No-one had ever tongue kissed me
before.  I found that my pecker did get hard, because of the way he was
kissing me.  When I got used to the way he was kissing me, I started
returning the kiss.  That was when he started feeling my body through
my clothes.  My nipples responded to the touch of his strong fingers.

	As I grew bolder, I started feeling his chest too.  I found that his
chest was soft and flabby.  It felt like he had breasts under his barber
smock.  I had on an undershirt, a sports shirt and a wool sweater to stave
off the cool nigh air.  The barber ran his hands under the sweater.  I
didn't resist when he wanted to pull the sweater over my head.  It was
too warm in it anyway.  It was very exciting to have him unbuttoning my
shirt.  He took it off of me and then pulled my T-shirt over my head.  I
was naked to the waist.  He felt my nipples before he bent down and
sucked my nipples.  I was so thrilled that my cock was tenting up my
pants too.

	He removed his smock and T-shirt.  I saw that his chest did look
like hairy tits.  He had a pot belly too.  I felt both of his tits gently.  He
lifted one up as an offering for me to suck on his tit.  I felt his hairs
around his nipple as I sucked on the nipple.  I did enjoy sucking on his
nipples, while he played with my nipples.

	He eventually reached for the belt of my pants.  He fumbled with
the bulge in my pants while he unbuckled my belt.  Then he unfastened
the top and pulled down the zipper.  When he pulled back the flaps he
saw that I had on baby blue nylon French briefs.  I had been a little bold
selecting underwear, knowing he was probably going to expose my
underwear.  He could actually see my pecker through my underwear,
because it was standing straight up.  He knelt in front of me to pull my
pants down.  When he removed my shoes and socks, he was deliberately
prolonging the removal of my underwear.  When he did take a grip of the
waistband of those French panties and pulled them down, they hung up
on my cock until the mushroom cleared, than it sprang back up like a flag
pole.  I had a little blond pubic hair on my pubis and my scrotum was
holding my balls tightly against my body.

	The barber pulled on my scrotum until the skin stretched and
allowed him to roll my balls between his fingers.  Then he took my cock
into his mouth and sucked on me.  There had been a drop of pre-cum on
the head of my cock.  I thought he would have wiped it away, but he
licked it up, like it was honey.  He sucked my cock until I squirted a load
of cum into his mouth.  He swallowed every drop.  While I sat there
recovering the Barber stood up and unbuckled his pants, while kicking
off his shoes with his toes.  He took off his pants and tossed them aside.
He bent over to take off his cocks, before removing his boxer shorts.  His
cock was not much longer than mine, but his cock was a hell of a lot
bigger round.  He had a lot of body hair that blended into a thick patch
of pubic hair above his cock.  His cock and balls were surrounded with a
lot of hair.  He stood there in front of me milking his cock until it was
fully erect.  Then he stepped between my legs and placed his hand on the
back of my neck as he pulled my head towards his cock.

	I had never tasted a cock before.  I smelled his manly odor before
I licked the head of his cock.  He had foreskin, but the fat skin didn't
completely cover the mushroom head.  I opened my mouth as large as I
could, as he pushed his hips against my face.  I sucked him and used my
tongue just like he had done to me.  I clung to his chubby hips while he
fucked my mouth.  I wiped my tongue around the inside of his foreskin
too.  When he started to squirt cum into my mouth, he grabbed the back
of my head and shoved his cock as deep into my mouth as possible.  My
nose was smashed against his pubic bone.  I had to swallow his cum just
to be able to breathe.  When he was finished he helped me lay on the
middle of his bed, before getting on the bed next to me.

	We lay there slowly jacking each other off until we were hard
again.  He told me all about what he wanted to do to me.  It frightened
me, when he told me that he wanted to fuck my arse, but I wanted to try
it, because I was fascinated about sex.  He had some sort of lubricant
next to the bed that he used to grease up my little bum-hole.  Then he
greased up his fat cock really good.  He took hold of my ankles and
lifted my legs up and placed my heels on his shoulders, before he aimed
his cock at my little pink hole.

	I have to admit that it hurt like hell when his cock entered my
hole.  I cried while he fucked me.  He squirted his load in my bum.  Then
he let my legs slide down his body, so that he could lie on top of me.  He
kissed my tear stained cheeks.  He assured me that it would get easier,
the more he fucked me.  He helped clean me up and get dressed before I
had to head home.

	My arse-hole hurt for a couple of days.  When it stopped hurting
I felt a throbbing desire to have his cock in there again.  I figured out
another way to come by after working hours, without my parents getting
suspicious about my activities.  The barber was thrilled to see me.  He
took me upstairs and we repeated the same act again.  My hole recovered
quicker the second time.  I started stopping by two or three times a week.

	He even introduced me to other men that shared his desire to
fuck boys.  It was not long before I was sucking cocks while being
fucked in the arse.  I truly like the idea of having two grown men loving
me so much.

	I met a classmate that became my best friend.  He confided to me
that his uncle had taught him to suck cock.  I started having sex with him
too.  After he was used to me fucking his arse, I introduced him to my
barber.  The parties only got better.  The two of us spent a lot of time
enjoying the attention of the two men.  It was almost as exciting
watching my friend getting fuck as it was to be fucked.



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