The barbershop is a den of unexpected pleasures for this straight, hairy bear. He's always been curious, always wondered what it'd be like to touch another man, to feel another man touch him. Today, with the shop empty and the world outside oblivious, he decides to explore. He leans back in the barber's chair, his large frame swallowing the seat. His calloused hands, used to the rhythm of clippers and scissors, now tentatively explore his body. He rubs his beard, his chest, his stomach, until they find their way to his crotch. His jeans strain against his growing bulge. He unbuttons them, his heart pounding as he wraps his hand around his throbbing cock. He strokes, his breath ragged, his body tensing as he nears completion. The bell above the door jangles, and he freezes, his hand still wrapped around his cock, a look of surprise and fear on his face.