I have a crush on my barber by Tony5624

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I have a crush on my barber

About eighteen months ago I wanted to try a new barber shop, it was a small shop and a little old fashioned, but the barber was a young guy about twenty five, he was so dam hot, every day I walked past his shop and always looked in through the window, every day hoping he would notice me, but to no avail, he was always either busy or reading his newspaper.
At the time I had quite long hair, the back was over my collar by about four inches and the sides covering my ears and almost touching my shoulder, my bangs were way past my lips and almost past my chin, although the trend was short hair at the moment, lots of short fades and skin fades and also buzz cuts, I tended to prefer my hair longer. I spent a lot of time in front of the mirror styling my long hair and in general just running my fingers through the silky straight hair.

I knew the barber was gay, one of my friends goes there regularly to get his hair cut and told me that the barber always flirted with him, even though my friend was straight. I was desperate to get noticed by him, but was quite a shy person when it comes to dating. I finally plucked up enough courage to go in after college this particular afternoon, I thought if I just got a little trim, at least I get to chat with him.
When I reached the shop, there were two guys already in there, one in the chair and one waiting. It was getting close to five thirty and I knew he closed at that time, I had this horrible feeling he would rush my trim and not want to chat or flirt with me, the guy in the chair was about forty and was getting a short buzz cut, the barber was just chatting normally to him and obviously not flirting, eventually he was finished and got up from the chair to pay. The next guy waiting with me was called to the chair, he was about twenty five , the same sort of age as the barber, he sat there while the cape was put around him, then asked what he wanted, oh, just the usual trim please, he replied. I wasn't taking much notice of the haircut, more interested in watching the very hot barber, although I did notice every now and then, he glanced across at me smiling, I could feel myself getting hard as I waited in anticipation for him to finish this other customer. Eventually he finished and the guy paid him, as he left, the barber put the closed sign on the door and locked it, then pulled the blind down at the front window. He looked at me and said, well, finally you decide to come in for a haircut, I have noticed you for months now looking in through my window, I was beginning to think you would never come in to see me, he winked and gave me the most beautiful smile. I must have gone red and didn't know what to say, he said softly, jump in the chair, I don't bite, I sat in the chair feeling very flustered and awkward, but also very turned on by this gorgeous hot guy. He picked up the cape and with a quick flip, it was covering me, he lifted my long hair at the back of my neck in order to tuck the cape in, his touch was so gentle and caring, looking straight at me through the mirror, he smiled and said, well, it's obviously been a long while as your hair is so long, I expect you want a nice short back and sides young man, then before I could reply and say, no, I just want a trim, he carried on to say, such a shame to cover your exceptional good looks with such long hair, you will look so hot with a nice short cut, as he said that, I was totally speechless, then he started running his fingers through my hair pulling it back gently behind my ears, all the time I could feel his finger nails gently touching my scalp, I was so hard and very turned on by this, I had already forgotten the shock of those words he uttered about a nice short back and sides, how could I now tell him I just wanted a trim. I sat there in extreme joy as his fingers relaxed me so much, without realizing, I let out a gentle groan of pure delight, he moved to the front of me and leant forward, his lips softly kissing mine, I was enjoying this so much, I had put my shyness to the back of my mind.
The next minute I could see his clippers in his hand and felt his firm hand on the top of my head pushing it forward until my chin was touching my chest, my hard bulge in my jeans was raging by now and I still couldn't bring myself to say, not too short please, I was enjoying this feeling of being under his control, the enjoyment of all this was so overwhelming, then the sudden sound of the clippers being switched on and the next thing I knew, the cold metal of the blades was moving up my neck, I realised then, it was too late to do anything about this terrible mistake, I just sat there confused and in a state of shock, but on the other hand, so so turned on by the whole scenario . The next thing I heard was him saying to me, your going to look so hot with short hair, I am so pleased you wanted it short like this, after I finish your haircut, do you want to come upstairs to my flat? I am sure we need to have some fun together. I was so turned on by all this, I just said, oh yes please.
The reality of a short haircut was now sinking in as I sat there with the loud buzz of his clippers next to my scalp, it was quite unnerving , but in a very strangely different way, I was nervous about how I might look with short hair after years of long hair, but also I felt excited about how he thinks I will look hot with it short, the thought of months and moths of anticipation looking in through the barber shop window was now real.
The clippers had now started at the first side of my head, I could clearly see him placing the clippers on the side of my face at the bottom of my ear, then he pushed them up through my well nurtured sideburns that I had been growing since first starting to shave my face, in seconds they were removed and the clippers continued up to my temples, the sudden shock of seeing bare skin right above my ears was terrifying, then the same the opposite side, the only thing left of my long hair now were my bangs, the clippers now replaced by his scissors as he combed my bangs over my eyes, I saw him lift them with his comb before snipping straight through them at eye level, a huge tress of long hair dropped into my lap and sat there on the cape, then again, another tress dropped heavily into my lap. I stared into the mirror, unable to recognize myself. Then some shaving foam was applied all around, before his razor started scraping against my scalp revealing my pure white skin, the feel on the back of my neck was awesome, something I had never endured before in my entire life, but was incredibly sensuous. After he dried my skin with a towel, he applied some styling cream to my hair and combed a parting to the left side before combing my short bangs back off my forehead, the transformation was so different, I looked almost like a young schoolboy, so short and neat, Darren stood behind me touching my bare shaved neck before kissing it so softly and whispering, Luke, you look absolutely gorgeous, let's go up to my flat and enjoy some sexy fun.
To be continued!

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