Pinkie's Salon - Sex Stories

Pinkie's Salon

... Pleasure Boy putting his hands briefly on my thighs to steady himself. He took my cock in his hand. A moment later I could feel tip of my cock being kissed by his soft lips. My head went past his lips and I began to feel his tongue on my shaft.

These were called Pleasure Boys for a reason. Whatever techniques Pinkie had taught them was miraculous. My cock had never felt such a smooth, pleasurable and perfectly edged blowjob. Every movement of their tongue and lips and the contracting of their throat was heavenly. I felt the base of my cock hit the Pleasure Boys lips. Despite having my entire cock in his mouth and deep throating me, I don't believe he gagged once. He had been trained expertly.

Despite my cock already having been on the edge of prematurely ejaculating, my Pleasure Boy understood almost instinctively which movement of his lips, the use of saliva and the quickness of his sucking he should use to edge me for as long as possible.

His sucking was divine. My slight gyrating in the chair was stimulating the dildo up my arse. The kissing of my boyfriend was stimulating my mind. It was a full on assault of my sexual pleasures. I began thinking that there were a least a dozen gay, fit men throughout the salon watching this event occurring, which made me hornier even more.

Almost as if by permission from the Pleasure Boy, I came. I began to moan and groan through my kisses, causing, I believe, my boyfriend to reach his pleasure threshold and to cum at the ...

... same time. I could feel my cock deep inside the Pleasure Boy's mouth, half-way down his throat. My cock had never came before whilst being deep-throated. I pumped cum directly down the Pleasure Boy's throat. Even here he didn't gag or attempt to move away. Expertly trained. I couldn't help imagine that as my cock has been taken into the Pleasure Boy's throat that when I came I was sending cum directly down his gullet. It turned me on to think that the Pleasure Boy had wanted my cum to run down into his stomach.

Finally, after a few more moments of our cocks being stimulated, my boyfriend and I broke out of our kiss and leaned back in our chairs. Sure enough, there were several men watching us. I saw a few of them smile - I think they could tell I was a first time visitor and had really enjoyed my stay.

The employee arrived back. He took away the hair dryers and removed the curlers. Our hair was, of course, perfect. The employee removed our pink stylist capes. I looked down. I was impressed by the fact that their wasn't a single drop of cum in sight - the Pleasure Boy had taken it all.

Pinkie arrive back with us. He enquired if we were finished with the Pleasure Boys and we stated that we were. We jointly decided to offer the Pleasure Boys a generous tip but both of them refused. Pleasure Boys were not permitted to speak unless spoken to. I asked the Pleasure Boy who had worked on me why he refused the tip. He stated that 'the only tip he was interested in had already ...