A new barbershop opened in town promising an upscale experience for men. Now, over the past year or so I had grown out my beard (keeping it long but neat) and my wife had suggested a prohibition style haircut to go with it and this seemed like just the place to go. I went online to schedule an appointment with Ron one of the two barbers at the shop for the next evening after work.
I showed up for my appointment and Ron greeted me. He was about my height, 6' tall, and stocky. He had a full beard much like mine but he had two full sleeves of tattoos along with nose and ear piercings. He led me through a set of double doors that had a large sign over the top that read "Man Cave". Once in the salon he showed me to a chair and we made some small talk and he grilled me on what I wanted done with my hair, etc. He agreed with my wife that I would look good in a prohibition cut and he went to work.
Part way through the haircut I felt him start to brush against me a little.
Now I had had a couple of bisexual experiences when I was younger, but mostly what you would expect. The usual circle jerk, group grope kind of stuff. But I must admit it seemed like he was doing it on purpose and I kind of liked it. As he shifted around I got my elbows out a little further to see what he would do and the next time he got close he definitely rubbed his bulge on my arm. Now this got me a little nervous and flushed but really turned on at the same time. As the cut continued he became a little more aggressive with his rubbing and I could feel he was getting hard. Neither one of us said anything but we knew what was happening. He took his sweet time with the haircut and kept finding ways to rub up against me.
Finally I couldn't take it any more so I moved my hand into a position that allowed me to rub his bulge with my fingers. Suddenly he stopped and walked away. "That's it" I thought "I read this wrong and he's going to flip out." To my thrill he went out front and locked the door and came back after closing the internal double doors. He walked back up to the chair and took my hand placing it back on his bulge...
"you like this cock?" he moaned...
I started to stroke him through his jeans. Jesus, it was huge. He must have been 9" and really thick. I stood up and started to unzip him and was able to pull it out. As soon as I saw it I got a good look at his dick and saw that he had a Prince Albert piercing with a thick gauged ring. He started to fuck my hand as he pulled my chin to his and started to kiss me. I couldn't believe it, it was so hot and his hands were all over me. He started to tug my clothes off, groping at my ass, pushing his hand inside my underwear between my cheeks and to my front groping at my mush smaller cock.
"Mmmm, you're nice and hard baby" he growled.
I nodded and undid his shirt exposing his hairy chest and pierced nipples. I started to kiss his chest but as I got started I felt him pressing me down... I went straight to my knees.
Once on my knees I was face to face with his massive cock. It was scary but beautiful at the same time. I couldn't resist pulling the head into my mouth, swirling my tongue around his piercing as I gave him a wet inexperienced blowjob.
"Slow down baby" he groaned. "The shop is closed. We have nothing but time."
I measured my pace and began slowly taking him deeper and deeper into my mouth. Suddenly he slipped his hand behind my head and gripped tightly...then thrust his cock into my mouth. I started to gag a bit and he growled
"relax slut."
