Thug Shaker: Special Cuts

11:00am on a Saturday, at Bored Cuts. Brandon Currington finishes up with a client who happens to be his lover. "Hey, do you want to go to the 23th Annual Thug-A-Thon with me?" says his lover "Sorry, I can't, I got a TIGHT schedule" says Brandon. "Babe, this job is beating you to death, why can't you just tell your boss it's an important matter?" says his lover. "Alright, I'll go up to him and say something came up" says Brandon. Brandon walks up to his boss's office. "Hello, uhh, boss" says Brandon nervously. "What the fuck do you want, Brandon?" says his boss. "Something came up and I was wondering if I can be excused" says Brandon. "What happened that is so important?" says his boss. "Well, I can't discuss it with you because it's family matter" says Brandon. "If you don't give me, A GODDAMN EXPLANATION , I WILL NOT EXCUSE YOU, YOU HEAR ME BRANDON?" says his boss with a wild rage. His boss takes off his clothes and with a massive erection. "Sir...?" asked Brandon. "Prepare to be dicked down by your superior" says his boss menacingly. Brandon takes off his clothes with his oiled and greased up booty. "If it's a dick-down you want, it's a dick down you'll get" says Brandon with confidence. They begin to rush each other with haste. Brandon's booty cheeks slap against his boss's cock. His boss's balls were about bust but he strongly refused. His boss began to pop pills of Viagra to boost his dick strength and endurance. Brandon began to twerk ferociously on his boss's dick. His boss's boner pills wasn't strong enough, so he busted a nut so hard, it caused an earthquake of a magnitude of 5.4. "Damn it... beaten... by an... inferior hair stylist..." says his boss with defeat. "Didn't even work up a sweat, I quit, motherfucker" says Brandon. Brandon walks out his boss's office with success. "Babe, what happened in there, and why are you naked?" asked Brandon's lover. "Never mind that, but something says I'll be going to the 23th AnnualThug-A-Thon with you and the all other Annual Thug-A-Thon's" says Brandon happily. "OH MY GOD, YAY" says his lover with excitement. They both walk out the barbershop holding their buttcheeks together. "Damn it... he was my best barber... I need him back and back for the better... I know just the man to call" says Brandon's boss. He pulls up his phone and he sees a contact called "Dreamy". To be continued..