Barbershop Experiences
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The place I go to is awesome! They're very LGBTQ+ friendly so being gay is no issue whatsoever. They give really awesome cuts too!
My barber is a gorgeous specimen but very bro-ey and straight. I always tip him 50% even though I know there’s no chance he would even rub again me. During the pandemic the shop allowed their best customers to come into the back for haircuts. I increased my tip to 100% because I was grateful to be included and because I knew they were suffering financially. Once my barber couldn’t be there. The guy in the next chair cut my hair. He’s Japanese and equally gorgeous. He had shoulder length hair that was the shiniest I’ve ever seen. He was straight too, married with a kid. We were the only ones in the shop and right away he started pressing his cock against my harm. He was talking about his family so I was confused about what was going on. He moved to the other side and continued to press his cock against me. This time there was no mistaking that he had a hard-on. I permitted myself to rub his crotch with the back of my hand. He didn’t react, just stood there letting me do it. All the while we carried on a normal conversation like it wasn’t happening. Eventually he moved and finished the cut. I tipped him more than 100%, all the cash I had. I left thinking about my dilemma: how do I ditch my regular barber and move this guy. The next time I went my regular barber told me that the Japanese guy had to take a different job because the pandemic money wasn’t enough.
So y'all really tip barbers to push their bulge against your hands? If you got it like that then cool but wow men are a very interesting species
I’ve been going to barbershops since I was a kid, in my late teens it became a biweekly visit to line up my beard and hair. Every barbershop I’ve been frequenting had a homophobic vibe, barbers would exchange slurs between each other and comment on music that’s for “f*gs”. All of them had either Arab or Turkish barbers. However, one of my previous barbers messaged me on Grindr and we got together. They’ve been days where he’d come to my place to line me up then fuck me on occasion. He did put me to the other barbers though. From the other barbers I also hooked up with another one of them. These two were using slurs every time I’ve been there only for them to be having sec with other guys if they had the opportunity.
A lot of times guys that have a tendency to be extra in their gay bashing, are DL themselves.
I've known a few homophobes that have been outed amongst the gay/bi/trans folks in the community. Dudes you would've never suspected liked other dudes. LOL
I have never felt harassed by a barber ... a few years ago they recommended one to me and the truth was excellent ... he talked a lot ... but he was not distracted and was very punctual with appointments ... once the person who was on the list after me, did not arrive and we were talking ... and he took out his phone to show me where he and his wife had spent the weekend ... he made the mistake of showing me the screen while he was looking for the photos and photos of cocks and photos of gay relationships began to appear ... he immediately pushed it away from my sight ... I laughed ... and he only managed to say ... is that I am in a group of wassap of my high school classmates and they keep sending jokes ... that is where his next client arrived ... and when I returned a month later ... he had stopped working there.
Exactly this, whenever I see someone having strong feelings against homosexuality I just assume it’s internal hate
- jdid,
When I was in my early 20's with lots of hair, I used to go to a barbershop every few weeks. There were 3 or 4 barbers/stylists in the operation and they were located in an old two story house, so that they each had their chair set up in a private room. My guy had the downstairs room, while the others worked upstairs. He was extremely professional in demeanor and appearance, always polite, kind of softspoken, maybe a bit shy, and about 5 years older than me. We kept a banter going between us as he cut my hair, and after several years of that, our conversations were, if anything, predictable. Then one time, as he was wrapping up, he said something like, "That about does it, unless I can trim anywhere else for you?" I decided he meant to be funny, so after a pregnant pause I called his bluff and said something like, "I just have hair in the one other place," figuring he would recoil and we'd both have a big laugh. Instead, without missing a beat, he came back with "I can take care of that!" And then to my unending regret ever since, instead of unzipping & dropping trou, which is what I should have done, I just told him he was "a real funny guy, ha ha," and that was the end of it.
I own and run a barber shop and it’s completely inclusive… we cut anyone’s hair!
There was a Barbershop in my Town that i had always wanted to visit. Called the Classic it was situated at the end of a hallway that opened into a fairly large area, where 3 barbers worked, and with 4 rows of seats behind them, the customers waiting had a clear view of guys getting cuts\shaves.
On one very warm hot summer I was wanting to try a close type headshave. I was 19 at this time and had a good spurt of hair. I had fairly Big ears -that stuck out and so I kept the hair mostly covering them. To some extent I was kind of reluctant to go for a close cut because I knew (after doing pullback hair mirror checks) that my ears would be protruding and be very visible. However something was giving me the hots to go for a close cut, after all it would grow again. At this stage also I wasn't doing so well with growing a beard so I was contemplating both a close hair cut and a shave. I duly made my way to the classic, but made 2 attempts, and finally went through.
There was a lot waiting and I joined them. The 3 barbers were older guys and my eyes were drawn to one guy getting his head shaved -there appeared to be no say in what the barber was doing as he shaved away at the guys head. Another guy was laid almost flat out and being given a close facial shave. Don't know why but, I have to say I was getting the hots seeing these guys going through this?
Time moved and next it was my turn. I sat in the chair, and the barber told me he didn't do sissors cuts -only razor. You will need an Number 1 all over on that he said? What's a No1. Its the most popular he said as he went for the razor - I hardly had time to change my mind.
He started at the front, and before i realised it there were clumps of hair falling into my lap. I wanted to say Stop, but I couldn't.He was fast and very thorough.He planed that razor into the sides of my head fully exposing my big protuding ears. He kept going deep into the front of my head to ensure that he was right down to my slightly receeding hairline. I caught a glimpse of my self in the mirror, and also noticed 3 guys waiting were having a good look!The glimpse was short as the barber tilted my head forword while he mowed into the back of my head. Next I was straight again as he was working on the back with his razor. I felt some pinching as he appeared to be marking a line straight across the back of my neck, and I thought up far too high -followed by using the wet razor to finish off this. I never asked for "straight at the back"..
A brush down finally revealed how "tight" and clean he had left me. He finished off by using the wet razor to shave round the tops of my protruding ears so that they were "fully exposed"and completly hair stubble free!
Now he takes up the mirror to show the back and he had cut a line straight across matching the bottom of my ears and shaved away almost 1" of my hairline. I could see as I moved my head up or down this arrow straight line was going bow shaped. Only looking straight ahead - kept it straight.
In essence this guy had turned me into a "skinhead" and i don't know why but I felt horny, and angry at the same time.I didn't know where to look.
My protruding big ears were well and truly exposed, In the mirror I looked hot. That barber had given me probably the tightest No.1 blade all over -of that day! The guy in the chair beside caught my eye in the mirror, and before I knew it the chair was going back and I had forgotton that I asked for a facial shave-and in no time i was down to a tight baloon surface feeling facial shave. A hot towel over my face almost suffocated me and the chair went upright again..looking at me in the mirror I was aware that my facial creases were now more visible and my face felt so tight! At this stage I did have an erection in my briefs and I could feel that i was wet here! Think cold water, cold water - I have to loose this hardon befor I get off the chair. "Now sir" said the barber as he swung round the chair to set me free.. Well F*** you I said in my mind for leaving me in this condition. As i payed (and dropped my change on the floor) He smiled at me and bid me a good day..
I was feeling and looking so hot and horny (at least in every window that i seen my reflection) and yet from the somewhat "shock" of what had happened I kind of didn't know where I was going. I felt everyone was looking at me! I only know I so badly needed to jack-off. A nearby pub was to provide me that relief.
I made straight for the toilet, and into a cubicle. In the shiny tiles I could see my relection. My head and face tightly shaved - my protruding BIG ears fully visible. I quicky dropped my jeans and my wet patched briefs. My rock hard erection was about to provide me with relief. The precum was acting as a good lube, and only into a few strokes I exploded with an Orgasm that shook my legs and sprayed hot cum shots onto the tiled wall.
As I involentary cried out I could see in the shiny reflective tiles my contorted face now looking back at me with a full shaven head and my BIG ears to boot! ooooooooo.
For me this 1st head shave experience at the barbers will always be the most erotic and unforgettable. In a way and at that time in my life it got me into a hair fetish (although I'm now completely bald) For a time I even wanted to become a barber. Although it never happened I did have some good times shaving a few heads on a few guys. I only wish I could relive that 1st experience of years gone by...
On one very warm hot summer I was wanting to try a close type headshave. I was 19 at this time and had a good spurt of hair. I had fairly Big ears -that stuck out and so I kept the hair mostly covering them. To some extent I was kind of reluctant to go for a close cut because I knew (after doing pullback hair mirror checks) that my ears would be protruding and be very visible. However something was giving me the hots to go for a close cut, after all it would grow again. At this stage also I wasn't doing so well with growing a beard so I was contemplating both a close hair cut and a shave. I duly made my way to the classic, but made 2 attempts, and finally went through.
There was a lot waiting and I joined them. The 3 barbers were older guys and my eyes were drawn to one guy getting his head shaved -there appeared to be no say in what the barber was doing as he shaved away at the guys head. Another guy was laid almost flat out and being given a close facial shave. Don't know why but, I have to say I was getting the hots seeing these guys going through this?
Time moved and next it was my turn. I sat in the chair, and the barber told me he didn't do sissors cuts -only razor. You will need an Number 1 all over on that he said? What's a No1. Its the most popular he said as he went for the razor - I hardly had time to change my mind.
He started at the front, and before i realised it there were clumps of hair falling into my lap. I wanted to say Stop, but I couldn't.He was fast and very thorough.He planed that razor into the sides of my head fully exposing my big protuding ears. He kept going deep into the front of my head to ensure that he was right down to my slightly receeding hairline. I caught a glimpse of my self in the mirror, and also noticed 3 guys waiting were having a good look!The glimpse was short as the barber tilted my head forword while he mowed into the back of my head. Next I was straight again as he was working on the back with his razor. I felt some pinching as he appeared to be marking a line straight across the back of my neck, and I thought up far too high -followed by using the wet razor to finish off this. I never asked for "straight at the back"..
A brush down finally revealed how "tight" and clean he had left me. He finished off by using the wet razor to shave round the tops of my protruding ears so that they were "fully exposed"and completly hair stubble free!
Now he takes up the mirror to show the back and he had cut a line straight across matching the bottom of my ears and shaved away almost 1" of my hairline. I could see as I moved my head up or down this arrow straight line was going bow shaped. Only looking straight ahead - kept it straight.
In essence this guy had turned me into a "skinhead" and i don't know why but I felt horny, and angry at the same time.I didn't know where to look.
My protruding big ears were well and truly exposed, In the mirror I looked hot. That barber had given me probably the tightest No.1 blade all over -of that day! The guy in the chair beside caught my eye in the mirror, and before I knew it the chair was going back and I had forgotton that I asked for a facial shave-and in no time i was down to a tight baloon surface feeling facial shave. A hot towel over my face almost suffocated me and the chair went upright again..looking at me in the mirror I was aware that my facial creases were now more visible and my face felt so tight! At this stage I did have an erection in my briefs and I could feel that i was wet here! Think cold water, cold water - I have to loose this hardon befor I get off the chair. "Now sir" said the barber as he swung round the chair to set me free.. Well F*** you I said in my mind for leaving me in this condition. As i payed (and dropped my change on the floor) He smiled at me and bid me a good day..
I was feeling and looking so hot and horny (at least in every window that i seen my reflection) and yet from the somewhat "shock" of what had happened I kind of didn't know where I was going. I felt everyone was looking at me! I only know I so badly needed to jack-off. A nearby pub was to provide me that relief.
I made straight for the toilet, and into a cubicle. In the shiny tiles I could see my relection. My head and face tightly shaved - my protruding BIG ears fully visible. I quicky dropped my jeans and my wet patched briefs. My rock hard erection was about to provide me with relief. The precum was acting as a good lube, and only into a few strokes I exploded with an Orgasm that shook my legs and sprayed hot cum shots onto the tiled wall.
As I involentary cried out I could see in the shiny reflective tiles my contorted face now looking back at me with a full shaven head and my BIG ears to boot! ooooooooo.
For me this 1st head shave experience at the barbers will always be the most erotic and unforgettable. In a way and at that time in my life it got me into a hair fetish (although I'm now completely bald) For a time I even wanted to become a barber. Although it never happened I did have some good times shaving a few heads on a few guys. I only wish I could relive that 1st experience of years gone by...
My former barber in Rhode Island…
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I’ve been going to barbershops since I was a kid, in my late teens it became a biweekly visit to line up my beard and hair. Every barbershop I’ve been frequenting had a homophobic vibe, barbers would exchange slurs between each other and comment on music that’s for “f*gs”. All of them had either Arab or Turkish barbers. However, one of my previous barbers messaged me on Grindr and we got together. They’ve been days where he’d come to my place to line me up then fuck me on occasion. He did put me to the other barbers though. From the other barbers I also hooked up with another one of them. These two were using slurs every time I’ve been there only for them to be having sec with other guys if they had the opportunity.
That's generally the case. They will talk shyt but given the opportunity, will stick their dick in a willing mouth or ass to get a nut....then go back to talking shyt.
That's generally the case. They will talk shyt but given the opportunity, will stick their dick in a willing mouth or ass to get a nut....then go back to talking shyt.
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I received a text message.
I’d like to give Drew a straight razor shave for his birthday. Can you do that?
The appointment was made and Drew arrived. Drew and David, were boyfriends and we had been friends for years. We had a casual familiarity from BBQ s together, drinks together and general hanging out. I sat Drew into the chair, fanned the cape over him laid the towel over his chest and turned to grab a hot towel to place over his face and he said, “You’re shaving my face?” It was a question. Then he said, “You’re not shaving my face!”
“Drew, David arranged a straight razor shave. He set it up for you. It’s paid for. I can cut your hair if you don’t want the shave”
A long pause filled my space and Drew looked at me intently and started to giggle. “That Fucker!”
“I want my balls shaved”, Drew said “my balls not my face”
My face filled with every color red you can imagine. A million thoughts. I’m at work. Can I do this? I’m gonna see Drew’s dick and balls. Do I wanna see it? How do I hold it? And then I thought
FUCK IT
“Yeah, let’s do this” I said . I drew the shades in my suite and locked the door. “I’ll turn around and you can take off your pants and underwear and we will get started “
I turned around and I heard his zipper rasp and shoes come
off and the pants and then it was quiet. I walked to him and pulled the cape up to his waist and saw a truly lovely cock. Nestled between his legs. A crop of hair framing it. A basic brown in color. “So that’s Drew’s dick”, I thought.
I grabbed a white towel from the steam cabinet and unrolled it and laid it over Drew’s penis. I could not make eye contact with him. I pressed the towel around his cock and removed it and grabbed some shave oil and placed it in my fingers and hands and massages it into the hair above his dick. And then I eased one hand under his balls and applied more oil to the hair around his balls and grabbed a second steam towel and placed that over his crotch. I patted that towel into the hair , removed it and then dispensed the hot lather from my machine into my palm. I gently massaged the cream to help it expand in my hands and placed it over every area that had hair. I pulled my stool next to the chair and took my razor from my breast pocket opened it and said.
“First Professional Shave for you Drew?”
“Yes” he whispered
“Mine too!”
It was a joke I told at the beginning of every shave. It made everyone relax
My hands made quick work over the contours of Drew’s cock and balls. I maneuvered his balls like a Tiger Woods. lifting his dick to get every nook and cranny.
The last part of a shave service is after shave and a cool towel. I didn’t want to introduce anything that might sting his genre area so I used a small amount of oil and a steam towel at the end. Impressed the towel into Drew’s smooth skin and I could feel his dick growing. Left the towel for a moment and walked to the sink to was my hands and when I got back Drew was hard. Completely. And BIG
“Wow Drew, you are blessed!”, I said
Now he was red and began apologizing. “I’m so sorry, the heat and the oil and everything it felt so nice”
“No apologies necessary”, I said. “I take it as a compliment”
And then I looked at him and grabbed ahold of his dick and said,
“May I?”
He nodded and I planted my mouth at the top of his cock and opened and let my tongue swirl around the head of his dick and I heard him inhale. I let some of my saliva drip down onto his shaft as I slowly slid my mouth over his cock. Letting my throat open and adjust to the thickness of Drew’s dick. I felt his hand on the back of my head
“Oh Michael” he said. I began slowly bobbing my head up and down the full length of Drew’s cock. Feeling each and every bit of it fill my throat. When I got to the head I’d pause and pay special attention to the small space where his head meets the shaft. I’d try to gorse my tongue into his piss slit and each time I’d spit on his cock and the slide my throat back to the base of his dick where I’d hear another inhale or another oh Fuck or oh Michael. I could feel his breathing begin to quicken and I let my rhythm take over. More attention devoted to his head and keeping him in my mouth as I piston my throat faster and faster.
“gonna cum, I’m gonna cum. Gonna cum in your mouth. If you if you don’t don’t stop I’m gonna cum in your mouth please don’t stop”
And then I felt it. The pulse of and the briny taste of Drew’s cum. Jet and spray into my mouth. So many pumps I couldn’t keep track. I swallowed and let him stay in my mouth for a moment as his quivers relaxed.
“Oh God” he said,”I didn’t expect that”
“I didn’t either.” I said, “Happy Birthday”
I
I’d like to give Drew a straight razor shave for his birthday. Can you do that?
The appointment was made and Drew arrived. Drew and David, were boyfriends and we had been friends for years. We had a casual familiarity from BBQ s together, drinks together and general hanging out. I sat Drew into the chair, fanned the cape over him laid the towel over his chest and turned to grab a hot towel to place over his face and he said, “You’re shaving my face?” It was a question. Then he said, “You’re not shaving my face!”
“Drew, David arranged a straight razor shave. He set it up for you. It’s paid for. I can cut your hair if you don’t want the shave”
A long pause filled my space and Drew looked at me intently and started to giggle. “That Fucker!”
“I want my balls shaved”, Drew said “my balls not my face”
My face filled with every color red you can imagine. A million thoughts. I’m at work. Can I do this? I’m gonna see Drew’s dick and balls. Do I wanna see it? How do I hold it? And then I thought
FUCK IT
“Yeah, let’s do this” I said . I drew the shades in my suite and locked the door. “I’ll turn around and you can take off your pants and underwear and we will get started “
I turned around and I heard his zipper rasp and shoes come
off and the pants and then it was quiet. I walked to him and pulled the cape up to his waist and saw a truly lovely cock. Nestled between his legs. A crop of hair framing it. A basic brown in color. “So that’s Drew’s dick”, I thought.
I grabbed a white towel from the steam cabinet and unrolled it and laid it over Drew’s penis. I could not make eye contact with him. I pressed the towel around his cock and removed it and grabbed some shave oil and placed it in my fingers and hands and massages it into the hair above his dick. And then I eased one hand under his balls and applied more oil to the hair around his balls and grabbed a second steam towel and placed that over his crotch. I patted that towel into the hair , removed it and then dispensed the hot lather from my machine into my palm. I gently massaged the cream to help it expand in my hands and placed it over every area that had hair. I pulled my stool next to the chair and took my razor from my breast pocket opened it and said.
“First Professional Shave for you Drew?”
“Yes” he whispered
“Mine too!”
It was a joke I told at the beginning of every shave. It made everyone relax
My hands made quick work over the contours of Drew’s cock and balls. I maneuvered his balls like a Tiger Woods. lifting his dick to get every nook and cranny.
The last part of a shave service is after shave and a cool towel. I didn’t want to introduce anything that might sting his genre area so I used a small amount of oil and a steam towel at the end. Impressed the towel into Drew’s smooth skin and I could feel his dick growing. Left the towel for a moment and walked to the sink to was my hands and when I got back Drew was hard. Completely. And BIG
“Wow Drew, you are blessed!”, I said
Now he was red and began apologizing. “I’m so sorry, the heat and the oil and everything it felt so nice”
“No apologies necessary”, I said. “I take it as a compliment”
And then I looked at him and grabbed ahold of his dick and said,
“May I?”
He nodded and I planted my mouth at the top of his cock and opened and let my tongue swirl around the head of his dick and I heard him inhale. I let some of my saliva drip down onto his shaft as I slowly slid my mouth over his cock. Letting my throat open and adjust to the thickness of Drew’s dick. I felt his hand on the back of my head
“Oh Michael” he said. I began slowly bobbing my head up and down the full length of Drew’s cock. Feeling each and every bit of it fill my throat. When I got to the head I’d pause and pay special attention to the small space where his head meets the shaft. I’d try to gorse my tongue into his piss slit and each time I’d spit on his cock and the slide my throat back to the base of his dick where I’d hear another inhale or another oh Fuck or oh Michael. I could feel his breathing begin to quicken and I let my rhythm take over. More attention devoted to his head and keeping him in my mouth as I piston my throat faster and faster.
“gonna cum, I’m gonna cum. Gonna cum in your mouth. If you if you don’t don’t stop I’m gonna cum in your mouth please don’t stop”
And then I felt it. The pulse of and the briny taste of Drew’s cum. Jet and spray into my mouth. So many pumps I couldn’t keep track. I swallowed and let him stay in my mouth for a moment as his quivers relaxed.
“Oh God” he said,”I didn’t expect that”
“I didn’t either.” I said, “Happy Birthday”
I
I know… I'm sure he'll come back to maintain that shave at least once a week.
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