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Like the Old Days at the Barber's

by timmywells on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

In the very early 1970's long hair was in for guys, and in an effort to fit in with the rest of the guys I let my hair grow as well although it was not nearly as long as many of my peers. Even my barely shoulder length dirty blonde hair was too long for my Mom, who in an effort to make up for the father who was no longer around was doing her best to wear bo...

Man Cave

by Spartan112 on Sep 2, 2017
Gay Male

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 n...

Barber Brad

by sr71plt on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

"What's up with this, Nick?" I asked as I entered the barber shop at one end of the college town's most established shopping strip. "Last time I was here you were lamenting that all of your customers were dying out or retiring away and you'd probably have to close." I looked around the seats lining the wall opposite the barber's chairs and saw that there wer...

Barber Shop Fun

by manalive250 on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

After the enormous feedback from readers on my earlier experience with the watchman next door, I knew I had to write about another experience I had many years ago. This one too gets me very hot and horny whenever I think about it. * * * * * Like the previous incident, this one happened many years ago. It had been a long and tiring day. I had a lot of work...

The Barber

by balbrash on Aug 21, 2018
Gay Male

During my junior year in college, I lived alone in a small city apartment. My entire social life consisted of short, random conversations with students in my classes, or coworkers at my warehouse night job. I didn't mind. I was lonely, but not that lonely. I wanted a girlfriend. Someone to love. I played video games. I jerked off 2 or 3 times a day. It had...

The Barber's Pole

by drmweaver705 on Sep 14, 2020
Gay Male

Hank's was a hole-in-the-wall barber shop, squeezed in between two larger buildings. A large old-fashioned barber pole adorned the outside of the single-level, painted brick structure. According to the sign on the glass door, the business was open nine to five. I was just in time. I pulled the door open and a buzzer chimed, alerting the proprietor that some...

Barbershop Duet

by Ken Nitsua on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

Revised version copyright 2006 by the author. AUTHOR'S NOTE: This is a short, light piece I dashed off based on something that really happened to me. Real life, alas, didn't go nearly as far as this story. KN I never get a haircut until I absolutely have to. I don't like waiting, or making small talk with some blonde with teased hair who's only being nice...

Curious Adventures

by synbal on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

I have always been a highly sexed guy and as such have been curious in various sexual adventures. Lately it has been naked men - from cocks, asses, assholes.... Below are a few of my curious encounters that stand out and make me cum. 1. I enjoy the feeling of wearing a thong and bought one from 2-xist that has a sexy Y-back string that snugs into my ass cra...

At the Barbershop

by joshprim on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

It was Saturday and my mom had been badgering me about getting a haircut for several days, so since I wasn't doing anything in the afternoon, I dropped into the neighborhood barbershop around 3 pm. It was pretty busy and I had to wait, but pretty soon it was my turn. Fortunately, I got my favorite barber, Chet. The shop had 3 barbers, but the other 2 were in...

Easy Changes

by Randall_Austin on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

This story is erotic fiction meant for mature readers and should only be read by adults over the age of eighteen years old. Please do not use my stories without my permission. When Dad called my brothers and me into his den at 10 AM on a Saturday morning last September, I was nervous. I knew what it was all about, of course, because dad filled Lionel an...