But he stopped and returned to my hair. It was a great summer.. This particular location was also a teaching salon, meaning they held classes there as well. He then motioned me back to the barber chair for some “clean up”. I felt his other hand move to my chest and in particular, my nipple. He moved to the end of the chair and started to slide down my shorts. He pulled me up from the chair and took me over to a massage table the he lowered to about 2 feet off the floor. I couldn’t tell if it was pain or pleasure, but I was in no position to stop it. Within seconds, his soft hand was wrapped around my full teenage cock. As his hand came in contact with the skin of my stomach and hips… I accidentally let out an audible moan. He kept working it over and over again until four of the six inches were in… just past the swollen part.
