Hair Dye on Hair and Ass

Fran decided to play a little with my swollen organ, he took it out of his oral cave and teased me with gentle flicks of his tongue on the tip. He moistened his middle finger and searched for the hole beneath my balls. I spread my legs and helped him push his finger deep into my ass. He slid in effortlessly and started fucking me. His tongue moved to my balls, licking and caressing them with gentle then slightly faster movements, while he stroked my cock with his hand. His little finger danced inside me the whole time and I thought I would start spraying all over his well-groomed hair.

I was awakened by the warm and wet touch of his tongue on my nipple. I didn't open my eyes, but let the tongue gently slide down my neck and chest to my stomach, and even lower towards the cock that was already awake in the morning erection. Soon I felt strong hands spreading my legs and warm breath exciting my ass. The little tongue was playing around the tight hole and trying to penetrate it. He was going wild on my balls, sucking and swallowing them, until he finally moved on to the cock that wanted to spill before the daily morning shower. Lustful little lips wrapped around my cock and pulled the skin back with great zeal. He was sucking and slurping, but I felt a slight pain when the tip got caught under his tooth!
"Oh, sorry, it was an accident!", I heard the voice of the young man trying to satisfy me.
I just nodded and showed him to continue. Now he was sucking too weakly, probably out of fear of repeating the mistake, so to speed things up I told him to lick my balls and ass while I jerked off. He moved on to the task assigned to him while I grabbed my cock and started to stroke it. After a few moments, I began to feel release and with a few loud sighs, I spilled my warm sperm all over my stomach.
After another early morning attempt at sucking my now two-week-old fuck buddy, I cast a fleeting glance in the mirror and I must admit I didn't like what I saw. The first wrinkles were starting to appear around my eyes, a shadowy gaze, and a few gray hairs in my still thick black hair. Although I had just entered my thirty-fifth year, I thought I could work a little on my previously impeccable appearance. My young lover Siniša turned twenty-three last week and I was a bit envious of his perfectly firm and toned body. But he was a kid and quite inexperienced in sex, which didn't exactly keep me firmly in his embrace. A few times he had thrust his cock into my ass so suddenly and roughly that I thought he had destroyed my whole ass.
I quickly showered and got dressed and hurried out of the apartment so the kid wouldn't keep me with his talks about how we should start living together and similar nonsense. I decided to stop by my hairdresser before work, to try to fix the first signs of age in my hair. Fran was a true master of his craft, trained in England and, of course, like every good hairdresser, he was gay! I realized this last year when at a party where we accidentally met, he rubbed his hand against my thigh and ass a little too often. But that was all. He was thrilled to see me when I entered his salon.
"Ah, Ivica, where have you been for so long?!" he approached and examined me from all sides, running his hands through my hair. "What do I see? The first gray hairs? We'll fix that right away!"
Before I could even greet him, he sat me in the chair and started fiddling with my hair.
"Just throw some dye over it, so I don't look like an old man," I started explaining what I wanted, but Fran interrupted me with a quick hand gesture and took over the conversation.
"Just let me do my job. So, how are you? I see you around the neighborhood with some kid. Do you have a new one again?"
"Another miss, an ambitious kid, mediocre in bed, unfortunately nothing more!" I replied, to which Fran burst out laughing, knowing how much I cared about good sex.
His medium-long brown hair danced around his youthful face, while his pearly teeth sparkled in the morning light. He placed his palm on my thigh, looked at me, and said:
"You need a real man. After all, so do I."
His hand was still on my leg, gently squeezing me, and with his other hand, he caressed my face. Of course, I enjoyed his attention and encouraged him with a smile. He lowered his head towards me, moistened his lips with his tongue, and pressed them against mine. His tongue parted my lips and pushed deeper into me. Soon we were kissing so passionately that we could barely catch our breath. He had beautiful full lips, and I must admit I indescribably wanted him to capture my almost hardened cock. And Fran was serving me well, kissing my neck, unbuttoning my shirt button by button, and licking every inch of my body. He sucked on my nipples and circled his tongue around them, alternating between sucking and nibbling, his soft hair caressing my chest and I excitedly watched as he lowered his lips over my firm stomach, worked on my navel, and finally reached the edge of my jeans. With his teeth, he grabbed my belt and with a few movements unbuckled it, and did the same with my pants. I was fascinated by his skill in unbuckling my jeans and could only imagine how he would handle my cock! He was fiddling with something on the back of the chair I was sitting on, and only after a few moments did I realize that the seat was automatically rising and that I could now see myself completely in the mirrors in front and beside me. I laughed at Fran's ingenuity.
"Damn, how did you know I love watching when my cock is being sucked!"
He winked at me, knelt down on the floor, and slipped his hand into my jeans. The touch of his hand on my cock was incredible, with a little effort he pulled my steel cock out of its prison, its shiny tip protruding, waiting for his warm and wet tongue. I glanced to the right and saw the protruding cock in Fran's palm and his soft lips approaching the most sensitive part of my body. He opened his lips and literally swallowed my entire cock. I trembled and began to release hot sighs of excitement. Fran decided to play a little with my swollen organ, he took it out of his oral cave and teased me with gentle flicks of his tongue on the tip. He moistened his middle finger and searched for the hole beneath my balls. I spread my legs and helped him push his finger deep into my ass. He slid in effortlessly and started fucking me. His tongue moved to my balls, licking and caressing them with gentle then slightly faster movements, while he stroked my cock with his hand. His little finger danced inside me the whole time and I thought I would start spraying all over his well-groomed hair.
"Wait, I want to fuck you! Take off your clothes and sit on my lap!" I interrupted him before I came, to prolong both my and his pleasure.
I watched him undress, he was of a more delicate build, but with a damn long cock. I didn't know if we would manage to balance on the chair in that position, but everything flowed perfectly. Fran, small and light, effortlessly climbed above me, turning his back to me. With his legs and hands, he pushed against the chair's armrests, and lowered his perfect ass above my eager cock, wildly longing for a tight hole. I moistened my fingers with saliva and stroked his ass. He liked it because he started wriggling and pushing against my index finger. I gently pushed it in, just enough to prepare him for my monster. His cock was wooden hard and swayed as he rocked his hips. I positioned my cock under Fran's ass, he lowered his butt, wiggled a bit, and perfectly slid down onto my thick, eager cock. I couldn't believe how he managed to maintain balance in such a position, but he didn't complain so I assumed he was enjoying it as much as I was. I watched us under his arm in the mirror, it was clear how my cock was plunging deep into his anus, then coming out of him and ruthlessly plunging back in. I helped him by thrusting my hips towards him, he enveloped me with his strong anal muscles and went wild on me. I reached for his cock and started to stroke it fiercely. Fran began to push even deeper onto me, I was thrusting and pulling my cock even more energetically until he started to pant.
"Push it in deeper, Ivica! Stroke me a bit more and I'll come!"
I continued to tease him and within a few seconds, a powerful scream escaped Fran, a large jet of sperm shot from his cock and splashed across the mirror, the hairdressing tools, and dripped down my hand. He slowed his pace in the exhausting position, got off me, bent down in front of the side mirror, and offered me his ass once more. I eagerly and hungrily accepted, stuffed him with my swollen cock again, and continued to fuck him. I watched us in the mirror, it was incredibly hot to see my cock disappearing into his ass and reappearing. I slapped his ass, grabbed his hips, thrust my cock into him, and at the peak pulled it out and spilled it across his buttocks. I squeezed out the last drop of sperm and satisfied concluded that I definitely hadn't lost my form, and that Fran's dye would surely suit my ass better than my hair.