My Stepdad Cut My Hair in Underwear and Get Hard

“Bear Daddy’s Big Haircut”

The sultry summer air hung heavy in the small barbershop as the twinkish boy entered, blonde locks shimmering in the afternoon sun. His name was Chad, and he had a special appointment with his stepdad, a burly bear of a man named Joe. Little did Chad know, this haircut would be anything but ordinary.

Joe greeted Chad with a hearty laugh and a bear hug, his muscular arms squeezing the air from the boy’s lungs. “Ready for your trim, sport?” he growled, green eyes twinkling with mischief. Chad nodded shyly, his cheeks flushing pink as he climbed into the barber’s chair. The vinyl cracked under his slight frame.

As Joe draped the black cape around Chad’s shoulders, his calloused fingers brushed against the boy’s slender neck. A shiver ran down Chad’s spine, his skin tingling at the unexpected contact. Joe’s hands were firm and warm as they gripped the scissors, snipping and snipping until a curtain of golden hair fell to the floor.

Chad closed his eyes, lost in the rhythmic snipping, his mind drifting to forbidden thoughts. He had always found his stepdad strangely attractive, with his thick chest, hairy legs, and the bulge that often strained against his jeans. The boy’s cock twitched to life under the barber’s cape.

Joe noticed the boy’s growing excitement and smirked, lowering his scissors. “Looks like you have a bit of a problem there,” he teased, nodding towards the tent forming in Chad’s lap. The boy flushed beet red, unable to hide his arousal. His stepdad’s deep laugh rumbled through the room.

“Tell you what, kiddo. How about you lose the shorts and we can finish this haircut properly?” Joe’s eyes flashed with lust, sporting a wolfish grin. Chad’s heart raced as he unlaced his shorts, shimmying out of them until he was bare beneath the cape. His hard cock sprang free, oozing precum onto his hairless thighs.

Joe whistled lowly, appreciating the boy’s youthful physique. “Naughty boy, getting all worked up in my chair,” he crooned, running his fingers through the hair left on Chad’s head, snipping artfully. With each cut, Joe’s bulge grew, straining against his tight jeans.

Unable to resist, Chad reached out, tracing the outline of his stepdad’s cock through the denim. Joe’s breath hitched, his hips bucking into the boy’s touch. Emboldened, Chad unzipped Joe’s fly, pulling out his massive, thick cock. It throbbed in the boy’s small hand, a bead of precum forming at the tip.

“Oh fuck, Chad. You’re such a good boy,” Joe groaned, his scissors clattering to the floor. The boy wasted no time, wrapping his lips around the head of his stepdad’s cock, swirling his tongue around the sensitive flesh. He bobbed his head, taking more of the thick shaft into his mouth with each pass.

Joe’s hands fisted in Chad’s hair, guiding him up and down. The boy gagged around his stepdad’s girth, saliva dripping down his chin. But he loved every second, his own cock throbbing in time with Joe’s. The barber thrust his hips, fucking the boy’s willing throat, grunting with pleasure.

Just as suddenly, Joe pulled Chad off his cock, the boy’s lips making a obscene pop. “Get on your knees, sport,” he commanded, his voice heavy with desire. Chad obeyed, turning around and presenting his tight ass. Joe wasted no time, spreading the boy’s cheeks and burying his face between them.

Chad cried out as his stepdad’s thick tongue probed his tight hole, his cock leaking freely. Joe devoured the boy, fucking him with his tongue until he was loose and relaxed. Then, he pulled back, leaving Chad aching.

“Tell me you want it,” Joe growled, lining his thick cock up with the boy’s entrance. “Beg me for my dick, Chad.”

The boy hesitated, his mind warring with his heart. He wanted this, wanted his stepdad more than anything. “Please, Joe,” he whimpered, arching his back in offering. “Fuck me. I need your big cock.”

With a groan, Joe buried himself balls-deep in the boy’s tight heat, stretching him deliciously. Chad sobbed with pleasure, his cock bouncing untouched with each powerful thrust. Joe set a brutal pace, pounding the boy into the floor, the lonely sounds of flesh slapping flesh filling the shop.

Sweat dripped down their bodies as the barber fucked his stepson into oblivion. Chad came first, untouched, his boycums covering the floor. Joe wasn’t far behind, roaring as he burst inside the boy, filling him with hot, thick seed.

Breathless and trembling, the pair collapsed in the aftermath. Joe tenderly gathered Chad into his arms, pressing a kiss to his sweaty brow. “That was amazing,” he murmured, his love for his stepboy clear in his eyes. Chad simply nodded, too overwhelmed with emotion to speak.

The pair held each other, basking in the afterglow. They knew this was the beginning of something beautiful – a special bond between stepdad and stepboy, sealed by a sizzling hot haircut session. And perhaps, just perhaps, Joe would give Chad a trim every weekend. The boy had a lot of learning to do.