Fetish for nylon. The Barber shop...continued. SeXStoRY

Terry's hard on strained against his tight trousers as he opened his legs wider and started to rub the palm of his hand over his cock through the smooth material of his trousers. He half thought that the nylon Barber cape disguised what he was doing, but as he moved his hand up and down, the slick material slithered over his nylon shirt, caressing his body and making him even more turned on. He was looking from the reflection of Vic in the mirror, with his glorious quiff and D.A. shining under the florescent lights, back to the reflection of his own hair, shining now with the spray that Bill the Barber kept squirting on him. It smelt of Bay Rum and made his fair hair look quite dark. He had the kind of hair that went darker in Winter and fairer in the Summer sun. Now as Bill smeared handfuls of Brylcreem into his hair it seemed to go darker still. The smell of Brylcreem was almost intoxicating mixed with the aroma of Bay Rum, and the sensation of the grooming he was getting, coupled with the gentle stroking he was giving his cock through his trousers, was having a very relaxing and soporific effect on him. The quiff was combed into place now, and when Bill held up a mirror Terry could see that the back was folded into a sharp line of grooves just like a ducks ass. Just like Vic's D.A. thought Terry as he enthusiastically thanked the Barber. "It's my pleasure." said Bill. "I'm pleased it looks so good, a quiff n D.A suits you." And with that Bill crossed to the door, turned the Open sign over so that it said Closed on the outside, then shut the red Venetian blinds on both the door and the window. "Now then Vic." said Bill. "It looks like our friend Terry needs to get some relief there." "I'm sure he does Bill, he's a randy cunt, aren't you Tel?" Terry was sitting there mesmerised by his own reflection, with the slippery nylon cape still wrapped around him. He gave a slightly embarrassed grin and remained silent. "Well we won't be needing this." said Bill as he slid the nylon cape from around Terry's shoulders and laid it over the back of the red and chrome chair that was the twin of the one Terry was sitting in. He put his hand between Terry's legs and gave his cock a squeeze. Then he unzipped Terry's trousers and pulled the hard cock through the open fly. He seemed to admire it for a moment before kneeling down amongst the hair cuttings on the floor and taking it in his mouth. Terry wasn't quite sure what was happening but he wasn't about to complain. He looked over at Vic for reassurance and saw that Vic already had his prick out and was stroking it slowly. Then he looked down at the slick Brylcreemed head bobbing between his legs. It looked like a bowling ball and he could see the scalp showing through on top. The old boy must have been at least fifty he thought, old enough to be his Dad! It was a good guess. Terry was in his late twenties and Vic must have been about ten years older than him. In fact Vic was forty two and Bill the barber was fifty two. Vic had come behind Bill now and was rubbing his hard prick over the back of Bill's neck spreading a slimy coating of pre cum above and onto the man's nylon shirt collar. He then began wiping his prick over the back of the Barber's nylon jacket smearing cock snot over the shiny nylon. The Barber was slowly slurping and sucking on Terry's cock and it felt fantastic to him as Terry shoved his cock harder into his wet mouth while stroking his nipples through his nylon shirt. Vic had moved around to the side of them now and was smearing more cock slime up the side of Bill's face coating his side burn with glistening pre cum. Bill pulled his mouth off Terry's cock and turned his head to take Vic's hard wet prick in his gob. He brought a hand up and started wanking Terry's cock resting his gleaming white nylon shirt cuff with it's shiny mesh cuff link on Terry's thigh. Terry thrust his hips forward and pushed his cock against the side of Bill's face giving the Barber's side burn a slick coating of cock slime to match the one Vic had done on the other side. Bill groaned with pleasure with his mouth stuffed with Vic's throbbing prick. "He's a fuckin pig is our Bill. E likes it fuckin dirty and nasty don't ya cunt?" said Vic with a sneer. Bill nodded rapidly and buried his nose deeper in the hair at the base of Vic's cock. "You'll ave to tell Terry about when them fuckin bikers came in ere. You fuckin liked that didn' you cunt!".....More nodding from the greasy bowling ball. Terry's cock was still in the grip of Bill's tight fist as he slid it up and down the side of his face. Vic was swearing more now and humping hard into the Barber's mouth. He hawked up a wad of flem and spat it onto Bill's forehead where it ran down over his nose and into his gob adding more lube to Vic's already dripping prick. "Fucking CUNT!" he shouted through gritted teeth as he pulled out and shot his wad into Bill's face and then sprayed a second load of spunk over his neck and the shiny black perfectly triangular knot of his tie. The last jerks of cum dribbled down the rest of his narrow black tie and white nylon shirt front. Bill was wanking his own prick rapidly as he turned his head and took Terry's hard wet cock back into his hungry mouth where upon it was rapidly filled with the hot creamy ejaculate pulsating out of the throbbing shaft. He gulped down the salty slime with moans of ecstasy. Vic was still unloading his balls and smearing his softening prick over Bill's nylon jacket as the barber shot his own cock snot all over his trousers and over the boots of the builders that he was so eagerly serving. Then without a word he bent down and began to clean the spunky slick ejaculate from their filthy boots.................. "There I told you didn' I." Said Vic with a smile. "He's a right fuckin pig." "A Fucking dirty filthy fuckin cunt." "He's a very good Barber though." said Terry as he admired again his new haircut. Bill looked up at him and gave a chuckle.