Another Trip!!

by Mr. Grease-A-Lot

Well it was time again to visit the Barber and this time with a different twist. Started off the same as always. Arrived a little later than I normally do and figured that my wait would be about the same from the number of vehicles in the parking lot.

So in I went, but to my surprise only one fella was there. Said my normal hello to the barber and took a seat. As I was sitting there I watched as my barber did his thing. Looked to me like this fella was getting his haircut similar to how I get mine cut. Tapered back and sides with some length on the top. Dark hair fella really thick.

During this time my barber and I shot the bull back and forth while he was cutting so I changed to another chair so we could talk. That's when I noticed the guy in his chair had a massive hardon and I know my barber had already noticed this also. The guy just looked up a bit and smiled knowing that we had both seen his tent pole. WOW I thought, he's not a bit shy about trying to hide it either.

After a bit more cutting the barber asked the guy if he'd like something on his hair, that's when for the fist time the guy spoke and said he'll have whatever I put in my hair and that if he didn't mind he'd like for me to apply it. I liked to have fell over!! The barber laughed a bit and said sure he didn't mind. Then he looked at me. "Sure why not," I said. So I got up. By now it was obvious I to had gotten a hardon.

So I asked the guy what he liked. He again said whatever I use is what he wanted. So I grabbed up the Brylcreem and put a small amount into my hand when the guy asked if I could put some more in my hand. "Sure," I said. So I squeezed about a silver dollar size amount onto what was already in my hand and said "how's that?" "MMMMM," he said that should do it.

I rubbed my hands together and then massaged the Brlycreem into his hair and all the while the barber was standing there speechless. I massaged in the creem for what seemed like an hour — the whole while getting more an more EXCITED. That's when my barber said, "What about the Lucky Tiger? That's what I use on your hair along with Brylcreem. Instantly the guy said, "Yes, please use some of that also."

So buy now I'm about ready to bust when the barber handed me his bottle of Lucky Tiger, "Here ya go." That's when I noticed he to was hard as a rock. My ears were ringing from the excitement! So again I asked the guy how much he'd like. And again he said, "Whatever I thought." So I remove the cap and started shaking the oil onto his already greased hair noticing that it had started to run down his neck and cheeks. I figured that was enough so I started massaging in the oil with both hands as the barber would do me. The guy was moaning with pleasure and I to was some what moaning.

Then I started combing his dark shiny oily hair straight back. The excess oil was running down his neck onto the towel. "So how do you normally wear it? Parted on the left or right?" "Right," he said. So I cut him a razor sharp part then combing it into a really perfect pomp flip in the front like I wear my hair. Then I took the towel and cleaned his neck and face off. His hair glistened, every hair was in perfect placement.

The barber spun the chair around for him to have a look at what I had created, and with a smile said now it was my turn. By now closing time had set in. That's when my barber said, "Not a problem. Let me lock up and turn out the open sign." That's when the guy in the chair finally told us his name and got up out of the chair showing his HUGE hardon. I sat. He stood inches from the chair looking at his hair in the mirror behind me and said, "Niceee."

He then turned as if to take a seat to watch me get my hair cut when he reached down and rubbed my hardon before the barber put the cape on me. I couldn't see, but I'm pretty sure my barber had gotten his hardon addressed also.

My barber asked me what I wanted. I told him the same as always. He began. After a bit he was through and was brushing off the loose hair when our new friend got up from his chair and ask to finish my hair. "SURE," I said.

He reached for that heavenly tube of Brylcreem a squeezed out a huge amount into his hand and started massaging it in. I'm ready to bust by now. He massaged for a while; my neck, my temples, and my ear lobes. Then he started shaking on the Lucky Tiger as I had done him. I could feel it running down my neck and forehead. Again he massaged for a while then started combing my hair into the same style as I had combed his. He then wiped off the excess from my neck and face.

As he turned the chair around for me to see his styling job, that's when I saw that he had pulled his member from it's entrapment and that my barber was on his knees about to please him when he pulled up the cape which was still around my neck. He said that I was about to receive payment for the hair style I'd given him...

Best haircut and style I ever received.

Before leaving that evening we scheduled our haircut and stylings from here out to be at the same time — hopefully every two or three weeks at closing time.

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