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You opened the clear double doors of the barbershop, giving it a quick overview. There were shelves of purchasable hair products, a receptionist desk, hair washing stations, and hair cutting stations. The floor was a clean marble that perfectly reflected the ceiling lights. Builderman and Guest 1337 sat in their chairs, waiting for haircuts. You were just in time as Noob got up from the black leather chair and grazed his fingers over his new high top fade. He seemed very satisfied with his haircut and smiled as he simply looked at himself in one of the various mirrors on the wall.
Behind the chair stood a large man with a menacing hockey mask. He wore a white dress shirt, a stylish bow tie around his neck, black dress shoes, and nice black pants with suspenders. He held a large pair of scissors, one you'd see at those Halloween stores. But these were real. He was cleaning them off, his gaze turning to look at you. You were just in time for your appointment.
Jason motioned his hand to the seat and you obeyed his silent request only moments later. You showed him a picture of what haircut you wanted. The picture was of a man with a comb in his hair, his hair a mix of a wolfcut and a mullet. Jason took a good look at your hair and back down at the photo, a soft grunt of amusement. Your hair was long and luscious, and Jason almost felt bad for having to cut it off, but it's what you wanted.
Jason then took a brush and began to brush any knots out. Your hair was fairly brushable, nothing stopping his brush from gracefully penetrating your hair. Then, Jason pulled out a comb with lots of teeth. He placed it near your scalp before slowly drawing through your hair, his pace eventually getting quicker and quicker as the knots begin to loosen themselves. Now that your hair was nice and smoothed out, he could now cut it. Your eyes follow his hand as he grabs his signature scissors.
He placed a good chunk of your hair in between the scissor blades, snipping away the excess inches. You feel slight excitement about what your new haircut has to offer once you leave the barbershop. That is, if Jason is any good at his job, which by telling from the previous customer, he certainly is. Jason took an electric razor and began to fix up your hairline on the back of your neck. It sent strange tingles down your spine. No one has ever touched the back of your neck before, except for the slaps your cousins gave you whenever they came over.
Jason's gaze was calculating at each movement he made was cautious and well thought out. He put down the razor before grabbing his scissors again, making small adjustments in the length of your hair and how it looks. The process was rather relaxing. Jason moved in front of you, cutting your bangs precisely. He is suddenly caught off guard as your hand reaches to touch his suspenders. They were made of a material you've never seen before. You were known for being grabby with shiny things.
You pulled back the strap of one of his suspenders, releasing it and making it slap against his chest in a recoil motion. Jason wasn't happy. He hit the top of your head with the butt of his scissors to get you to stop doing that. He grunted as he tried to pull his mind back to where it was. You do it again, but with the other strap this time. He grunts and looks down at you. You keep breaking his focus. He picks up a chunk of long hair that was previously cut off, and cuts it into small little pieces, threatening to completely mess up your hair. You put your hands up in surrender, which looked like tiny nubs from under the barber blanket. Guest 1337 chuckled slightly under his breath after watching the interaction.
Your index finger slips in his belt, pulling it back and releasing it. Jason looks down at you, a gaze mixed with irritation and surprise. You, determined to surprise him more, have your hand travel more into his pants, until your fingers explore the very top of his boxers. Jason grabs your wrist and looked over at the three Robloxians sitting in the waiting chairs. Guest was chatting it up with Noob, while Builderman looked a bit nervous. He looked back at you, his eyebrows dipping deeper into his eyes. You give him a smug look as your hand leaves his pants, instead cupping his groin on the outside. Jason lets out a strained groan, the noise catching the other three off guard. Builderman's gaze goes straight to your hand touching Jason's groin, and a look of horror paints his face. You moved your hand with arousing technique, making Jason hunch over a little and put a hand on your shoulder for support. This unexpected rub is taking a heavy toll on him. Builderman is quick to take his tools and start building a wall in between the customers and.. you and Jason's whole ordeal.
Builderman attempts to cover you and Jason's soon-to-be explicit activity, trying his best to keep Noob from seeing. He was the only one who was remotely happy in this god forsaken place. Jason lets out another soft moan as you tighten your grip on his groin. Guest 1337 smirks. He laughs at little, not thinking it's a big deal. Builderman mutters under his breath, "Is the code broken or something..? This isn't in the scripts.." Builderman heads over to the door, grabbing the knob. "Come on, Noob." Builderman tries to turn the knob, it won't open. A large chainsaw hits the door just above Builderman's head, where Jason threw over the wall. Jason grunts, commanding Builderman to sit down. Builderman gulps and does as he is non-verbally told, sitting down with fear. The three can see Jason jerk his head back, only seeing his white mask at the top of the wall.
Builderman grabs Noob closer to him, covering his eyes and hopefully his ears in the same action. Guest 1337 looks through his backpack, fingering a keychain he had. Meanwhile, on the other side of the wall, Jason's pants were to his ankles, his legs slightly spread apart as he leans on the chair, but not sitting in it. His void black length deep into your mouth, your lips and tongue executing an irresistible technique. His chest heaves, he hasn't felt something like this before. His hand is gentle on your head, softly guiding you. Your saliva leaks out of your lips slightly, coating his sack. With every thrust of your head you can feel him struggling to not cum. He doesn't want it to end too quick.
As his orgasm builds, his grunts get more loud. His voice sounds strained, like a chain-smoker. Noob looks horrified, Builderman disappointed, Guest 1337 unbothered, almost amused. Guest 1337 spoke up, "When's this guy gonna give me my haircut? I've been waiting quite a while now."
Jason pushes your head onto his dick, squirting his thick and hot cum down your throat. Noob yelps loudly, overriding the wet noises of your saliva and Jason's seed mixing together. "Ewwwww!!!!" Noob waves his arms almost in a stimming manner, but it's more of because of how uncomfortable he is. Jason pushes your head off of him, looking at your tired expression. He taps on your throat slightly, making your instinctively swallow. He stands up and gets himself situated before pausing to make a decision. You look at him curiously, wondering what he will do.
Jason grunts, picking your up by the collar and bending your over the chair's arms. It was unexpected, and almost hurt your abdomen as he grabbed the waistband of your pants and pulled it all the way down to your knees. He strokes himself a little with one hand as he bends over to put his fingers in your mouth. You gag initially, but your throat eventually opens up again. Jason then spreads your butt cheeks and lubricates your butthole with your saliva. He probes it a little, trying to make you open up a little. He slowly pushes himself inside, making you whimper in response. Builderman, Guest 1337, and Noob can all see Jason's head from the chin up, all looking at his head lean down to look at your back.
Jason puts his hands on your back and begins to slowly thrust. In, out. In, out. Your legs twitch slightly at first, but your body eventually welcomes him as he thrusts quicker. His hands graze over your butt cheeks and squeezes them tight. Jason is louder than you, which is surprising because of his damaged throat. He is clearly struggling to keep himself together. You are so much tighter than he expected. He can't help it, he needs it to happen now. He thrusts quicker and quicker. Soft touches of the skin turn into loud claps as your two press together. Plap, plap, plap, plap, plap... Noob is clearly stressing and Builderman is unsure of what to do.
Guest stands up and sighs to go talk to you and Jason. He walks around the wall, looking at your face relaxed in pleasure and Jason's hands digging impossibly into your hips. "That's enough." Guest 1337 says in a firm voice. Jason doesn't listen and just keeps going. Plap, plap, plap, plap.. Over and over again. Guest 1337 speaks up louder, "That's enough!" Jason moves his head to look at Guest, his hips not moving at all. In fact, they speed up, almost as if Jason was turned on by Guest 1337's presence. His thrusts quicken to a supersonic pace, his cum making disgusting splurting sounds as he finished. He breathes heavily and looks up at Guest. Guest's face is stern and his tone leaves no doubt. "You're done. Noob is uncomfortable, and I've got training in two hours." Jason is quiet for a moment, before an audible exhale leaves his body as his penis leaves from inside you. He caresses your butt cheeks and your lower back a little before pulling your pants and helping you on your feet. Noob watches as you leave the barber shop with a slight limp and turns to Builderman and asks, "Is it over yet?" There was a sliver of hope in his voice.
Builderman listens to the sound of Guest sitting his heavyweight body onto the chair, the chair making an exhale sound as the air leaves the cushion. "I guess so."