Barber Boyz: Marcus' Big Black Dick Pounds Raw
The bell above the barbershop door chimes, signaling the arrival of another customer. Marcus, the shop's proprietor, looks up from his magazine, his eyes widening as he takes in the sight of a tall, broad-shouldered black man with a shaved head and a tight, white t-shirt stretching across his muscular chest. The stranger, Mr. Gay, approaches the chair, his eyes never leaving Marcus' face. "You know what I need, barber," he growls, his voice a low rumble. Marcus nods, his throat dry, already feeling his cock stirring. He snaps on a glove, his hands trembling slightly as he lathers up Mr. Gay's head. As he begins to shave, he can't help but notice the bulge in Mr. Gay's jeans, the raw, animalistic energy radiating off him. Suddenly, Mr. Gay grabs Marcus' wrist, pulling him close. "You're going to suck my big, black dick, barber," he commands, his voice a low, threatening growl. Marcus nods, his heart pounding in his chest, already tasting the raw, salty pre-cum on his tongue.