But one of my first adult maleexperience was with my barber.I went in for a haircut. My barber's name is Tony. Tony had cut my hairfor about ten yea...s, since the times when my dad took me in. His shop ison the south side of the city. He runs a neighborhood shop; everybody knowseverybody else and Tony, somehow, keeps us all separate. When sitting inthe chair we're each individuals. Tony knows what sports team eachcustomer likes and more personal tidbits, as well.I usually get my haircut. "You peeked while I was hiding! It doesn't count!" I crouched behind one of the machines and glared angrily over the top as he sat on the desk right beside my neatly folded clothes."Bad girl, your teasing has gone far enough and now it's time to pay up. Come here."But I crossed my arms over my chest and stubbornly stayed put."Bree, If you ever want to see your clothes again, come here!" he commanded more forcefully, glowering expectantly. I cursed and threatened and pleaded, but in the end what. I run to my room to get a condom and lube. I get back to his room, he's laying in the bed stroking his cock. I open the condom and start putting it on my 8 inch cut cock. I ask him what position he wanted, so he gets into a doggy style position. I start lubing his hole, probing him with my finger, but not too deep. I personally am against "opening" a guys hole, especially a virgin, with anything other than my dick. I want it as tight as possible. Now, while I do like to bottom, I also like to. He had a good sense of humour and that always helped in situations like this I deduced."How are you feeling?" He asked me as Kenny and I entered."Nervous and hoping I don't fluff my lines, I told him. I will be glad when this part is over." You have nothing to worry about," He told me. You only do this once, but I have done it over a hundred times in my career so far. I guide you through the vows and you repeat them after me. So today you just do what I tell you and everything will go.