This account is pure fiction, though I’ve made every attempt to make it as real as possible. It has also incorporated a few of my fetishes along the way (might as well play to my strengths, right?). Reading from the beginning will help add a lot of context to each chapter, so I highly recommend starting at the beginning. I hope you enjoy the story. I’ve already written several chapters and more are on the way, thanks to your positive feedback. I’d Love to hear your comments and criticisms.

Chapter 5

It was another six weeks before my next haircut, though it seemed even longer than that. The thoughts of my last visit still lingered in my head. The elation of the powerful Orgasm I experienced–and showed–to Andrea and Jamie was quickly replaced by the apprehension I felt as I wondered about those two ladies who I bumped into before I left. What were they up to?

First and foremost, I needed to know how Jamie was told about our encounters. She had to know something was up. I don’t mind sharing my exhibitionism to people who want to watch, but the phrase “loose lips sink ships” applies as much today as it did when it originated during World War II. I understand the irony; I’m worried about what people might think, yet I readily shed my clothes and masturbate for women who want to watch. It’s just how I’m built. Over-thinking the worst, which I often do, did not help matters.

Normally I was nearly erect when I approached Andrea’s salon, but everything on my mind had me a little on edge. Andrea still greeted me at her door in her typical fashion. I walked in to find we were alone once again. She politely asked if she should close the curtains. I said, “Yes, please,” then proceeded to strip once the curtains were secure.

The fact that it was “business as usual” when I entered Andrea’s salon made be feel a little better. I’m sure she would have called everything off if there was some kind of trouble brewing. At least that’s what I told myself. Once I was completely naked, I took my seat in the chair and Andrea put on my smock.

This time, however, there would be no idle chatter.

“Andrea, I have to know. How did Jamie know what was going on?”

“I gave her a little heads-up.” Andrea went on to explain. “She was with me for three days that week. Before we saw any customers, I told her I had one client who liked to get naked, and it’s a guy. I asked her if she’d be OK with that. She said she wouldn’t mind, as long as we’d be safe. I assured her nothing bad was going to happen. I told her I felt perfectly safe and I know this guy is not going to hurt us in any way. I told her you it had already happened several times. And I told her…” her voice trailing off.

“Told her what?” I inquired.

“I told her I’ve kind of been having fun watching.” Andrea finally admitted.

So there was her motivation that I had been curious about. And it made me feel better knowing she was getting some enjoyment out of our arrangement. I was not going to press her to know what it was that made it ‘fun’. If she wanted to share that, she would have or would share it when she felt comfortable. But I did need to know one thing.

“Obviously you told her I was going to masturbate. She wasn’t shocked at all,” I said.

Andrea replied, “Of course. I had to to make sure she’d be OK with that part. And she said she’d be fine with it, again as long as we were safe.” Andrea paused for a moment, “Then it was kinda fun for me. Each guy who walked in; Jamie would look at me wondering if this was the guy who was going to strip. I never told her your name or when it was going to happen. Or even if it was going to happen. I told her I have a little line I give for the go ahead. But I didn’t tell her our cue; you know, how I ask if you want the curtains closed? I told her you may not even want to go through with it. But I could tell the anticipation excited her a little. She told me after you left she was actually relieved you went through with it all. She said she was pretty amazed by the whole experience.”

I watched Andrea in the mirror and hung on every word she said. I was in awe at how she played it. She didn’t give Jamie any real specifics; just enough information to tantalize her. And protect me at the same time. The conversation and the thoughts running through my head were enough to ease my mind and bring back that familiar feeling–I had become erect once more. I didn’t realize my hand had moved to my stiffened cock right away. It wasn’t until I saw Andrea look down at my crotch to see the smock starting to move up and down that I realized I was stroking myself. Damn, it felt good!

Still, there was something off about Andrea. Ever since I started getting naked for her, I’ve been studying her a lot more closely. Again, over-thinking. I’m guessing it had to do with the ladies in the hall the last time I was here. I’d cross that bridge before leaving. No use spoiling a good time just yet.

With the haircut done it was time for the wash. Andrea removed the smock; my erection now gloriously bobbing in the air. Andrea began washing my hair, her fingers massaging my scalp through my soapy hair. The feeling of the scalp massage was making me daydream about what it would be like to have Andrea’s fingers massaging my cock instead. But I dared not ask yet; I felt I had a really good thing going and did not want to push limits that I felt like I had already exceeded. In time, maybe, but not right now. Besides, I felt like she had to know if she wanted to take charge in that department, I wouldn’t be stopping her.

Andrea then broke the spell she had me under. “There is something else I have to tell you.”

I had both eyes closed. But I opened one eye and turned my head slightly to face Andrea. There was concern in her voice.

“Some people know,” she said.

I knew immediately who “some people” were. It had to be the two ladies.

“I think I know who,” I said, trying to play it cool but also wondering if things were about to spiral out of control. Guess we’re crossing that bridge now.

“I know you do,” Andrea said as she continued washing my hair. Normally the hair washes last a couple of minutes at best. This one was taking much longer. I think Andrea was waiting for me to be relaxed a little to tell me.

She continued, “Their names are Dawn and Kate. Dawn is a stylist with her own shop a couple doors down and Kate does nails across from me. They were wondering why I occasionally closed my curtains. So this last time, when Kate saw the curtains drawn, she grabbed Dawn. The two of them waited outside my door to see what was going to happen. And… well…”

“What? What happened? What did they say to you after I left?” My erection began to subside as if I had been exposed to sub-zero temperatures.

Andrea continued to slowly wash as she said, “Well… they kind of… heard you… scream out.”

Andrea was wincing as she spoke those last words, almost embarrassed to tell me. And I had indeed screamed out at my last Orgasm here; it was so powerful I had lost all my inhibitions.

Who knows where my blood was going at this point. My heart was beating hard and fast, but I felt my face turning white as a sheet. And it certainly wasn’t going to my cock right now. I had to know how much they knew. Turns out, they knew everything. I was somewhay worried that they knew; I was more worried what they were going to do with the information.

“I didn’t say anything at first,” Andrea went on to explain. “I was taken aback myself when they approached me. They were all excited that the words ‘I’m Cumming‘ were shouted in my salon. They wanted details. I told them I had to get ready for my next appointment and shooed them away. I told Jamie that I needed her to swear to not tell anyone. She said she wouldn’t, and given how she reacted to your visit, I trust her.

“The rest of the afternoon, all I could think about was how was I going to explain it away. I couldn’t… so…”

“So… what? Do they know?”

Andrea paused her washing, my hair and her hands still soapy. “Yes” she said in a rather dejected voice. “I couldn’t think up a lie. Nothing I said could have convinced them they mis-heard… or… that nothing happened… or…” Her voice trailed off.

I made my first attempt to console her, “Why are you so upset about telling them? You told Jamie, and she was fine with everything.”

“I had time to prepare for Jamie. And Jamie didn’t know you or if you were even going to go through with it. I feel bad because… well…” Again Andrea’s voice trailed off, “I had to tell them way more than I was ready to. I was afraid for myself and for you.”

I suddenly became very aware of my nudity and didn’t like it. I wanted to cover up and run away. I thought to myself, “Andrea might lose her license and I’m about to be blackmailed.” I didn’t say anything, I just let Andrea continue.

“They said they’d keep quiet on one condition, “Andrea said, “The condition is… you have to now do in front of them what you do in front of me.”

Andrea immediately busied herself rinsing my hair, seemingly giving me time to gather my thoughts. Her movements were quick and erratic as she was likely wondering what my reaction would be to this ultimatum. She was probably worried for me, given that the choice to masturbate was no longer mine. But from my vantage point, the decision was a no-brainer.

I remained calm as I said, “First and foremost, you were trying to protect me. I truly appreciate that.” I could see the relief in Andrea’s eyes when I said that.

“Second,” I continued, “I hope you haven’t beat yourself up the last six weeks over this since there really wasn’t anything to worry about because Third… Bring ’em on!”

The last sentence brought a beaming smile to Andrea’s face. She was not only happy to get the load off her chest but elated that I wasn’t upset in the least. I was truly excited at the prospect of having more eyes on my naked body. And for some odd reason, I felt like they’d be able to keep this quiet.

Andrea vigorously dried my hair off an applied a little gel. Then she went to her curtain and took a peek out. A second later I could hear the door sliding open. “Come on in,” Andrea said in a voice slightly more audible than a whisper. The two women who I had seen last time were now in front of me. I got up to assume my place near the sink. My cock was beginning to stir once again. I sensed it when the tip of my penis touched the edge of the cold sink.

Andrea quickly shut the door behind the ladies and closed the curtains tight. I stood there, stark naked, waiting to be introduced.

Andrea took it from there. “This is Dawn,” Andrea said as she placed a hand on one woman’s shoulder. “And this is Kate.” Andrea gestured to the other. “Ladies, this is…”

“Greg.” I finished Andrea’s sentence. They’re seeing everything, might as well get my name in there as well.

Dawn looked to be in her early 40s. She had a cute face that looked like it had experienced a lot of smiles and laughter. Her brown hair was neatly done in a bob. She was a little over five feet tall and very curvy. Her ample breasts were easily her most distinguishable feature. She was wearing a dark pink blouse with the sleeves rolled up a little. Very tight black yoga pants and black flats rounded out her outfit.

Kate was much more striking. Kate looked to be in her mid-20s with wavy, almost jet black hair that cascaded past her shoulders. She wore a white, spaghetti strap tank top with a pale yellow, undersized sweater over it. She had on khaki capri pants and strappy sandals. She was easily a B-cup and her figure was long and lean. But it was her big, piercing blue eyes and slender features that drew your attention. She was a beauty.

So there I stood in front of the three women. It was fun to watch Dawn and Kate at first; they almost seemed to wonder, “I’ve never met a man completely naked before? What do I do? Do I shake his hand or what?” Dawn was the first to extend her hand to me; Kate followed right after.

Andrea looked at me, “Well, it’s your show. Take it away!” She almost sounded like a ringmaster at a circus.

I laughed and that seemed to relax the ladies a bit. Dawn and Kate were about six feet away, but they acted like their feet were set in stone. This was obviously a first for them, which was going to make it even better for me.

With newfound confidence, I grabbed my cock, which was now almost completely erect, and began to pleasure myself. Andrea knew what do do next. Dawn and Kate giggled at one another as Andrea came to me and squirted lotion on my cock. Then Andrea again stood on my left and put her arm around me as I worked my magic.

Usually, this act would go off without a word. But as I now stood in front of three ladies jacking myself off, I felt like I had to speak, just to enhance my own pleasure.

“This feels sooooo good,” I began to pant out. “And it feels even better with all of you watching me. I hope you enjoy; I’m honestly even more aroused when I see you watching me pleasure myself.”

I was truly enjoying the vulnerability I was now feeling. I looked at Dawn and Kate, then I went silent, the only sounds to be heard were my heavy breathing and the squishing sound I made as my hand stroked my lotion-covered cock.

The ladies said nothing. They just watched my cock, occasionally looking up to see my face as I neared Orgasm.

I did notice, however, that Andrea’s hand had moved. At first, she was rubbing my lower back as I stroked myself. Now her hand had moved to the point where it was cupping my left buttock, her index finger very close to my anus.

With all these clothed ladies watching and Andrea’s hand on my bare Ass, as much as I wanted to savor the moment, my release could not be stopped. My breathing reached a fever pitch and my heart pounded as I panted out, “Here it comes! Here it comes! Here it comes!” followed by “I’m Cumming!!!” The first stream of cum launched over the sink and landed harmlessly on the floor about a foot in front of Kate. Fortunately, she didn’t flinch. I watched her as she watched successive streams of cum land in the sink, a grunt from me for each ejaculation. The Orgasm seemed to go on forever, not that I was any big hurry. I finally began to slow my stroking motion as my Orgasm slowed. A very warm feeling overcame me knowing I had had another powerful Orgasm, this time in front of three women.

It seemed Dawn and Kate had also held their breath during my Orgasm, as they looked to catch their breath as well. Andrea released the grip she had on my Ass and handed me a couple towels. Dawn and Kate were speechless as I began to clean myself up.

I was now feeling rather emboldened after sharing such a personal experience in front of the three women. “Well, how did I do?”

Dawn and Kate both looked at one another. It seemed they were relieved to know they each thought it was “pretty cool.” They were all smiles after that. Kate then felt comfortable enough to ask, “So it seems you kind of like your Fetish.”

I just stood in front of them and explained, in a matter-of-fact tone, which I found odd because I was just catching my breath after masturbating in front of these ladies. “Yes, I really do. The real enjoyment… aside from the Orgasm, of course (giggles from the ladies)… comes from knowing you’re willingly here to watch. I’m not about to expose myself for someone who doesn’t want to see all of me. Andrea told me how you ladies found out. She was nervous to tell me. But she shouldn’t have been, because obviously, you wouldn’t have made the deal to watch if you didn’t want to watch. So I’m good… in case you already haven’t figured that out” I winked at them.

“Oh, we’re good, too,” agreed Dawn and Kate. “Our routine here can get a little boring,” Dawn said, “You made today a lot more exciting!”

With that, I gave Dawn and Kate a quick hug (Kate’s hug lasting just a little longer). There was one other thing I had to know from them.

“You ladies told Andrea that you’d keep quiet about this, but only if I masturbated for you. What were you planning if I had said no?”

Dawn and Kate looked at each other with a little grin. Dawn finally spoke, “Nothing. We just wanted to know what was really going on in here. Once we knew, we wanted to watch it all for ourselves.”

I exchanged looks with Andrea; she had been played. But the grin on my face let her know it was OK with me.

“If Andrea doesn’t mind, you have an open invitation to join us. I’m usually here every six weeks,” I told them. “Just… let’s keep all this amongst ourselves if you don’t mind.”

“Don’t mind at all, honey,” Dawn said, “Not at all.”

Andrea shrugged her shoulders, “Fine with me,” she said.

Hearing that news brought smiles to both Dawn and Kate. They waved one final goodbye, then were on their way.

Andrea was kind enough to wipe the cum up off the floor as I dressed. I paid her for her services, gave her a big hug and whispered “Thank you” into her ear. As we broke off our hug, Andrea kept her hands on my hips and looked me in the eyes. “No, thank you!” she said. Then she kissed me on the cheek.

I practically floated out of her shop. Kate gave me a little wave as she busied herself waiting for her next customer. I glanced left and right as I walked down the hall to find Dawn’s little shop. A woman had just plopped herself in Dawn’s barber chair. Dawn gave me a smile and brief wave as I passed.

In my head, I began calculating which day of the month it would be six weeks from now.