Gay Barber Stories

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Bearded No More

by sr71plt on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

We're in a barber shop at night. I'm laying in a barber's chair, chair back reclined. You are straddling my loins, facing me. We are both buck naked, and you have just languidly fucked yourself on my tool and have now settled down into my lap, feeling my rod go tumescent inside you. You run your hand over your cheek, telling me that it burns and that my bea...

Neighbors Ch. 01

by jakeonthebox on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

Chapter 1: Surprise During Dinner We had just started dinner at my next-door neighbor's house when the front door slammed and the sound of heavy footsteps thumped up the stairs. We looked questioningly at our host, who told us it was probably his nineteen-year-old son Jason coming home from football practice at the local college. He commented that Jason alw...

Man Fucked by Mannequins

by buttcheeks777 on Sep 16, 2017
Gay Male

I'm traveling again, in western Canada this time. On the way there I stopped at a little "pioneer village" sort of thing in a small town and it was totally deserted except for me walking around by myself. And, as usual, I started to get horny. It never fails; I always start fantasizing when I'm alone outside like this, thinking and hoping that something migh...

Haitian and Male in Canada Ch. 01

by Samuelx on Sep 17, 2017
Gay Male

Contrary to what you might have heard, life in Canada is far from easy. Especially if you're an immigrant. Actually, make that if you're an immigrant of color. Immigrants from Europe have an easy time here. Everybody else has to watch their backs. The bigotry I run into as a young Black man living around these parts is more subtle than what I'm used to in th...

All Out for his Coming Out

by walterio on Oct 15, 2017
Gay Male

Denny was as nervous as all get out. He still didn't believe that he agreed to come to the gay party with Dexter. He was still inexperienced with sex and had never made the determination whether he was shy with girls or actually gay. Still Dexter, openly gay, had been a good friend and he was someone who Denny trusted. Denny was 18 years old, otherwise Dexte...

Flat to Let

by KeithD on May 12, 2020
Gay Male

Nick came out of the bathroom with a towel around his waist. He would have turned to go into his bedroom—in fact, he should have done that—if he hadn't seen that he'd missed with the toss of the used condom toward the wastebasket in Brandon's room. And there was the spilt condom packet on the floor next to the bed too. Brandon was laid out on his stomach on...

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...

Same Crime Different Time

by woofdaddy2 on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

Brent, short for Brentworth, his mother's maiden name, was a privileged spoiled college jock. This was the third time he was before Judges Bates for possession of a controlled substance and his rich and powerful Daddy has had enough. He told the judge to give him three years, which will sober him up. Snake, who got his name from the snake tats on his left ar...

Always a Country Boy Ch. 01

by cheatingheart on Aug 30, 2017
Gay Male

It wasn't Cooper's type of establishment. But he sat there in the little Northern Kentucky bar know as the Broken Saddle and drank his Bud. He knew if the people he worked with knew he liked to hang out there on Saturday night they would laugh. Cooper was tall, blonde, blue-eyed, and often appeared very city. It didn't matter he was raised in the country. It...

Unworthy...No More!

by Corjix on May 16, 2018
Gay Male

The man in the suit bent down to ask me: "Is that okay with you?" He need not have bothered, for my fate was sealed and I knew it - at the age of seven I knew I was done for. Unworthy. My parents and I had been in his office for a while and they talked about my school experience...about my age...about my handwriting...about stuff. I sat on a small stool or...