THE BARBER SHOP (from travel memoir Dream Window)






NEW STORY OVER AT FUCK FICTION. FROM MY TRAVEL MEMOIR DREAM WINDOW. TWO POLES MEANS IT IS NOT REALLY A BARBER SHOP:


The kneading continued. My face was more gently kneaded. And my temples. I closed my eyes. I opened them when I felt something warm and wet on my face. It was a hot towel. It covered my whole face. I couldn’t see anything. I heard the zipper unzip before I felt it. It was my zipper. I felt something squirt and my penis went up. I slid inside. I thought: is this safe? Then I forgot. Someone was moving up and down on top of me. I put my head down to see underneath the towel. It was a different lady. I couldn’t tell what she looked like. I didn’t last long. Maybe three minutes. When I came I felt a stinging on my penis. A burning. The lady must have had an acid balloon up there and popped it when I came. She flushed me out. My penis was burning. – See more at: http://fuckfiction.net/#sthash.c91kPMO6.dpuf