Pinkie's Salon - Sex Stories

Pinkie's Salon

... smooth pink plastic phallus.

"An excellent choice, gentlemen."

The employee secured the seven inch dildo to the seat of one of the salon chairs. He left and returned a moment later to attach an identical dildo to the other chair. He placed a bottle of lube on an armrest and left.

"I will give you gentlemen a moment," said Pinkie, as he turned and left.

The procedure of what happened at Pinkie's Salon had been explained to me earlier by my boyfriend so although none of this came as a shock it still made me course with anticipation and excitement. Just by looking at the chairs and the seven inch dildo I was expected to sit on during my salon visit had already got me hard. My boyfriend reminded me to calm down. To 'saviour' the experience.

We lubed up our respective dildos and butt holes and took our seats. Slowly I eased myself onto the slippery dildo. I felt my cheeks hit the soft cotton fabric of the chair. My boyfriend had chosen well - just the right size and fit to be comfortable, enjoyable and gently stimulate the prostate. We joined hands.

As if already I was having a hard time to control my cock, looking around the salon made it worse. Naked, fit men were dotted around, getting hair appointments - the more feminine ones were getting make-up and eyebrows done. But there were was also sexual activity. Men being sucked off in the corner. Men taking it up the arse as they watched themselves in the mirror. Men watching other men. Men watching us in our ...

... chairs.

A few moments later Pinkie returned. He began to run through which hair styles he had planned for us. As he approached my chair he could see I was hard as a diamond and already leaking pre-cum. He whispered discreetly into my ear.

"Would sir like a hair bobble?"

I confirmed I would. Pinkie reached into his pocket, removed a hair bobble and handed it to me. As he continued to explain what hair styles he had in store for us, I placed the hair bobble over my balls and wrapped it around them twice. Hopefully this would prevent a premature ejac.

My boyfriend and I stated that the styles - short with thick curls - sounded ideal. The right balance between masculinity and femininity.

Pinkie placed over each of us a pink satin stylish cape. It was flawless - not a mark or wrinkle in sight. Pristine and clean. As the cape took the shape of my body I could both see and feel the cape on my cock. It was all such a perfect image. I could see from under my boyfriend's cape his cock was becoming progressively harder too. I had to wrap the hair bobble around my balls another time to stop myself cumming.

An employee, under the guidance of Pinkie, began working on our hair. Fifteen minutes later the work was done - our hair had been cut, was in curlers and Pinkie instructed us to be placed under overhead hair dryers. The employee brought them out for us.

"It will be another fifteen or so minutes, gentlemen. In the mean time, would you like a Pleasure Boy to be brought ...