The Men's Room

 CHAPTER 1 

I really need a haircut!  

As I stand in front of the mirror getting ready for work I realize that I cannot postpone it any longer. The bangs are reaching down to my nose and the hair on the back is covering completely the collar of my shirt. It would look ok on a teenager but since I am a 50 year old CEO of an international company where professionalism and image is everything, I know I cannot get away with it. The schedule for today is quite full so it has to be after work but where can I find a hairdresser open after 8 o'clock in the evening? 

Wait! What was her name? That girl I met at that bar a couple of weeks ago. She told me that she was the receptionist in a salon called 'The men's room'. A quite exclusive salon in the financial district that is open quite late in the evening just to accommodate the needs of businessmen like me who don't have the time to go for a haircut during the day. She also gave me her number....where did I put that? And what was her name? Now I remember ...Tanya! Stunning body with tits you can play the whole day with. She looked available and she told me to give her a call! I am such an idiot!!! If only I wasn't so busy all the time! I will give her a call and with the excuse of booking a haircut I can ask her out. God only knows when was the last time I had sex. Too busy and too dedicated to my work, that's what my ex wife used to tell me. Always complaining that I didn't pay her any attention---sure she didn't have any complaining using my credit card.!!!! Never mind... 

If you think that I was talking to somebody, you are wrong! This is a conversation that I am having with myself at 7 in the morning while I am trying to fix my hair with some gel or something. I get dressed in my 3 piece grey suit and I have to say, apart from the hair, I look quite good. My body is in a good shape, thanks to the personal trainer I pay so handsomely, with all the muscles well defined and with a flat belly. Apart from my salt and pepper hair, nobody would guess that I am 50! I really hope that Tanya is free tonight! I am as horny as hell! 

On my way to work I call Tanya (I have found her number somewhere in my wallet!) I didn't expect that she remembered me but she did! She was also on her way to work and she will confirm the appointment as soon as she got to work. And YES! She was also free for the evening! Great! She will call me back in an hour to confirm. My cock started stirring in anticipation! 

At 9 o'clock Tanya called me and confirmed the haircut for 8.30 in the evening. She talked about adding the 'full treatment' for free with the haircut. (Whatever that is!)  and she will meet me at 10 at the same bar where we met last time. Excellent!  

The day flew by and I found myself sitting in my car on the way to 'The Men's Room'. There was a lot of traffic and I thought that I would not make it for 8,30. I rang and the stylist was really kind and offered to wait until I got there. He would close the shop and keep open the back door. I would just need to knock and he will let me in. I was so grateful! I will make sure to tip him extra good! 

I finally got there half hour late and extremely pissed off at the traffic. Tanya was not there anymore. Only the stylist was left. He was a typical hipster with a beard ,a slicked back undercut and lots of tattoos...I would have preferred Tanya but... 

He offered me a drink which I gratefully accepted and while I was drinking my single malt whisky (It's amazing that a salon serves whisky to their clients but I was not going to complain! I really needed to unwind) he explained what the full treatment was and what kind of haircut I wanted. I took off my jacket and tie and unbuttoned my shirt and I caught Robert eyeing my body as if he was 

assessing something. But I didn't care! If he wanted to look he was more than welcome as long as he would not try anything 'funny'. As I sat back in the chair and finished my whisky I started to feel more relaxed, less stressed! Robert put on some relaxing music and started to massage my neck and shoulders. I didn't realize how tense and stressed I was until he started kneading my neck. After 5 minutes I started feeling like putty in his hands. He really knew what he was doing! The combination of his hands, the music and the whisky was making me feel really sleepy and sluggish.  

He tilted the chair backward in the sink and started to massage my head. His hands moving through my hair back and forth, back and forth... it felt so good! He also started talking to me, telling me to relax and let go of the stress. He had a very soothing voice and in a monotone he kept telling how good it was to relax, to let him work the stress out of my body, to trust him.... I must have fallen asleep because next thing I remember there was water running through my hair. He was shampooing me. I could smell the shampoo, it was strong but in a way also pleasant like one of those relaxing scented candles that my ex wife loved so much. He was shampooing me so slowly,washing every single inch of my hair and all the time encouraging me to relax even more. He told me he had to shampoo me twice because I had lots of wax in my hair. I said that he could have shampooed me all night if he wanted... it felt so good!  

After the shampoo, he deeply conditioned my hair. Never had that before! He tilted back my chair, he applied some conditioner to my hair and then put my head in machine that produced steam. He explained why the steam was good but I wasn't listening. He told me that I would need to be patient for 10 minutes. He then put the most unusual stop watch on the table in front of me. It was one of those metronome that are used to keep the rhythm when playing an instrument, the old fashioned ones with the metal rod moving rhythmically and the high tick tock. He explained that the metronome will stop in 10 minutes. He excused himself and left. The steamer was buzzing gently and the steam was quite pleasant on my head. It felt cosy. With nothing better to do I started watching the metal rod moving back and forth, back and forth, back and forth. I closed my eyes and listened to the high tick, tock of the metronome. It felt like it was tick-tocking straight to my brain. Robert must have returned because he was talking again in his monotone voice, telling me that I would relax more if I looked at the metal rod, if I followed its movements. I felt like I could trust him and that I wanted to get even more relaxed. I started watching the rod moving but soon my eyes felt heavy and sleepy. Robert told me that it was ok to fall asleep. A part of my brain was thinking that I couldn't fall asleep. That I had a date with Tanya (and possibly sex with her too). But the stress of the day and the soothing voice of Robert won. I closed my eyes and fell in a deep sleep. 

Next thing I remember it was Robert tapping me on my shoulder. Telling me to sit up so that he could cut my hair. I felt slightly disoriented, just like when you wake up from a deep relaxing sleep. I also felt strangely satisfied sexually, but I didn't see Tanya yet so  how was it possible that I would feel that way? Damn it! Tanya...what time was it? What? 11 o'clock???? No way! Was I asleep all this time? Oh well I was tired...and Tanya will surely find someone else tonight.  

Robert asked me if I was alright. I apologised for sleeping so long and said that yes I was great and that he could go ahead and cut my hair. He smiled and said that he was used to that, many of his clients were stressed businessmen just like me. As the owner of the shop he liked to go the extra mile and make his client feel relaxed and less stressed. He started cutting my hair and we just chit chatted about nothing special. Weird, because I usually don't like small talk but with Robert I felt at ease like he was an old friend. I must have zoned out again because suddenly the haircut was over and Robert started dusting off all the clippings from my neck and shirt. His hand on my neck felt strangely warm, like it was radiating heath through my body. It was pleasant!  

As I was getting ready, Robert mentioned that he could download some of that music that we have been listening to my iPhone, so that I could listen to that before I go to sleep. It would help me to 

relax. I found that it was a great idea. If it was not too much trouble for him. 

“How many bottles of shampoo would you like?” Robert asked 

I totally forgot about that! “Maybe 2” I said “ One for my son and one for me” 

“How old is your son?” asked Robert casually 

“He is going to be 25 next week” I said “He is in his 'hippie' phase. Long hair, weird clothes and he forgets often to shower. I guess you have seen his type before”. 

“Maybe together with the shampoo, you can also buy to your son a gift voucher for a full treatment” he suggested “you know, for his birthday” 

“You are a saviour!” I said “ I didn't know what to give to him” 

I paid what I had to pay and Robert shook my hand. Again that feeling of warmth spreading through my body.  

As I was driving back home I felt like I was a new man. As soon as I arrived home, I stripped of my suit and jumped to bed. I pressed play and fell asleep to the music that Robert gave me. 

CHAPTER 2 

The next day at 7 o'clock I woke up strangely refreshed and with the headphones still in my ears, the music still playing. I went to the bathroom to start the morning routine of shower etc. I started shampooing my hair with the shampoo that Robert gave me and a pleasant feeling of relaxation spread through my body. I shampooed longer than usual. When I finished I realized that I was rock hard and leaking pre cum. Did I have the time to jerk off? I started lathering my body with shower gel and I started stroking my 7 inch cock. I closed my eyes and felt Robert's hands in my hair massaging my scalp. Just like last night. I started thinking how good it would feel if Robert would stroke my cock also. I found the idea strange. I have never in my whole life ever considered the idea of having sex with another man. It's disgusting!!!! Just thinking about that made my cock go soft again. I rinsed and got ready for another day at work. 

I was extremely busy at work. Meeting after meeting the whole day until 8 o'clock in the evening, but in a way I felt so focused and concentrated. I kept my good mood through the whole day and didn't feel any stress at all. During the day when I was alone in my office reading some documents, I found myself stroking my hair. It felt so relaxing that it was almost exciting! After work I hit the gym and worked my ass off. It felt so good!!!! and since when Bryan (my personal trainer) had such a hot body squeezed in so little Lycra? I can see the contour of his cock.... I finished training went home, had a quick dinner and went straight to bed with my headphones and Robert's music in my ears.  

The whole week went like this. Except for Thursday and Friday. For some strange reasons I didn't shower both days. On Friday night my hair started looking greasy so I decided that I could get it shampooed at 'The Men's Room' sometime on a Saturday. I found Robert's phone and rang his private number. He asked me if I wanted the full treatment again. I said yes straight away without even thinking about it. I also mentioned that on Sunday it was my son's birthday and that I wanted to look sharp. He said that maybe it was better if I came after working hours, so that nobody would disturb my treatment. I agreed to meet at 6.30. The whole Saturday I felt restless like if I was waiting for something extremely good to happen but I just needed to wait. To kill the time I went running. When I went back home, I put on my pinstriped suit and went out again without showering. I was stinking of sweat and after 3 days of no shower my hair looked extremely greasy 

and started to have a funny smell. But I felt as if that was what I was supposed to do. I drove to 'The Men's Room'. 

Robert welcomed me again at the back door. “So good to see you again Morten”  

“Thanks Robert for being so willing to see me so late on a Saturday evening” I said. 

Robert came behind me to remove my jacket and I felt like he was deeply inhaling, maybe he could smell my sweat! I was so embarrassed! Robert however didn't say anything and he put a hand on my back and guided me toward the chair. As soon as he touched me I started feeling again this warmth going through my body and started relaxing again. 

When Robert was hanging my jacket I could see from the mirror that he was smelling the armpits of my jacket, and I also noted that he had a really beautiful ass. Perfectly shaped!  

Robert came back and looked me straight in the eyes through the mirror while touching my hair. I felt those eyes piercing right through me, like he could see everything inside me. The feeling was strangely pleasant.  

“I can see that you have been listening to my music” he said while running his fingers through my greasy hair. I felt like I have passed an important exam with top grades. I was so happy to have pleased him. He removed my tie, opened few buttons of my shirt and started massaging my neck. The feeling of warmth spread quickly through my body. The hands went from the neck through my scalp to my temples. I felt that his face was very close to mine and then...I moaned. I opened my eyes in terror! Have I just moaned loudly? Robert was looking me deeply into my eyes and told me to relax, that I was in good hands. All the while massaging my temples, his face very close to the top of my head. He was smelling my hair! At that moment I started moaning again, I couldn't help it. Waves of pleasures were going through my body! And my trousers were showing a very erect cock. Robert whispered in my ear that he liked the way I smelled. That I smelled like a real man. To prove even further his point he raised my arm and inhaled deeply my stinking armpit.  

I just leaned back towards him and started stroking my cock. His hands moved slowly from my temples down to my chest. He started to circle with his fingers my nipples through the fabric of the shirt. The feeling was so unexpected that I gasped and started moaning again. I sounded like a bitch in heat! He opened my shirt and his fingers found my nipples. He gently squeezed both of them at the same time and the feeling was so good that I almost came in my trousers.  

He then tilted my head back and gave me a long deep kiss. His tongue playing with mine and at the same time pinching my nipples again. The feeling and the excitement was overwhelming. I never felt so turned on in my whole life! And by a man! I felt as if I should stop all this, that I was straight and liked women. He sensed my hesitation and stopped kissing and touching me.  

He took the metronome and started again massaging my hair telling me to look at the rod's movements and listening to his voice, that everything was good and so relaxing. It was really relaxing listening to his voice and watching the pendulum. I soon fell asleep. 

When I opened my eyes, Robert was still stroking my hair and my cock was still rock hard. I felt like a great weight has been lifted off my shoulder, I felt like I was free to do whatever I wanted. It was like I had no more inhibitions. I grabbed his hand and placed it around my nipples and I ordered him to pinch it. It was sweet pain! I started again to moan loudly, and Robert started kissing and licking me on my neck and nape. The feeling of his beard on my neck was driving me wild. I twisted around, grabbed Robert by his hair and pushed his face on my cock. His hair was so greasy from all the brylcreem he put in it, it felt strangely exciting. He opened my trousers and exposed my cock. His mouth sucked greedily on it while I was grabbing his hair and pushing my cock deep in his throat. When he came up for air, he started licking the length of my cock, concentrating on the head. By now I was lost in a haze of pleasure, his head was moving up and down sucking on my cock. My hands stroking his hair were adding to the pleasure. I told him that I was ready to cum, he kept going until I exploded in his mouth lost in my orgasm. He sucked every drop of my cum. As the orgasm subsided I fell again in deep sleep. 

I don't know how long I slept but when I woke up again I was facing a computer screen that had a spiral on it and I was listening to something. Robert removed the headphones and turned off the laptop. He told me that it was time to get my hair shampooed. Hearing those words got me hard again. He told me to stood up, he unbuttoned my shirt and took it off. He raised my arm and proceeded to lick my stinking armpit while pinching my nipples in turn. The sensation was this incredible mixture of pleasure and pain. When he finished with pit, he started with the other one. He then kissed me and I could taste my sweat on his lips and his beard. It was divine.! 

He then unzipped my trousers and left only in my underwear that had a huge stain of pre cum on it. He told me to sit down and lean backward in the sink. He shampooed me slowly like the first time and the pleasure that was running through my body was driving me mad. I removed my underwear and I started jerking off while Robert washed my hair. I was soon moaning again. 

He then rinsed my hair, got some more shampoo in his hands and grabbed my cock. He started stroking it slowly with one hand, using the shampoo as lubricant while the other hand parted my legs in search of my butt hole. He got some shampoo on his finger and started circling my hole with it. The pleasure was intense. He then pushed inside and started massaging my prostate while the other hand was jerking me off slowly.  I admit that at that moment I lost it and I started moaning loudly. I felt that the orgasm was building up inside me like never before. After just few strokes I couldn't contain it anymore I exploded in an orgasm that shook my whole body, cum flying to my chest and belly. He kept stroking until the last drop was out. He then bent over and licked every single drop of cum while I was stroking his hair. 

I was spent. I never had orgasms so powerful in my whole life and twice in such a short period of time. What was happening  to me? Robert leaned over and kissed me deeply again. I think I could get used to all of this! I dressed up again and he finished drying and styling my hair. I was now ready for my son's birthday. Robert said that he was looking forward meeting my son.  

On the way out he kissed me again and said that I was learning fast (learning what I don't know!) He wanted to see me again next week. I think I would like that!