Loves to Show Off - 5
by James Michaels
cincysoxandundies@yahoo.com
Christopher was at his friend Greg's house. The two had been assigned to work together on their science project. Since he had come straight from school, Chris was still wearing his school uniform with the grey pants, white shirt, dress socks and shoes. Greg invited him to borrow some jeans and change clothes, but Chris said he didn't mind wearing the uniform clothes.
While they were studying, Greg's mom invited Chris to stay for dinner, so he called his dad to get permission. When Greg's dad arrived home from work, Chris knew he would be happy he had been invited for dinner. Greg's dad was about forty and very handsome and smiled at Chris when they met. Chris had been showing off for older men since he was a kid, so he knew the look Greg's dad gave him. He told Chris to call him Hank.
Greg's mom served dinner in the dining room. Since Chris was 'company' as she said, she set the table with a tablecloth and good dishes. Greg's dad, Hank, sat at the head of the table, and Chris sat next to him. The first thing Chris did was slip off his dress shoes. He flexed his toes in his nylon dress socks and rubbed his feet against the soft carpeting. As he moved his feet around, Chris bumped Hank's foot. Hank just smiled at him. Chris kept moving his socked feet around, and when he bumped Hank's foot again, he realized that the man had slipped his own shoes off. Chris could feel Hank's socked foot pressing against his, and the feeling gave Chris a boner.
Chris reached down and discretely unbuttoned and unzipped his dress pants. Luckily he had taken his belt off earlier. He was able to get his pants undone so he could rub his hard-on through his underwear. With the tablecloth blocking the view, nobody could see that Chris had his pants wide open. Hank, though, kept finding excuses to get up and go to the kitchen. Each time he would walk behind Chris and look down at his lap, getting a nice look at Chris' boner tenting his red briefs.
When Hank would sit back down, Chris could feel his socked feet rubbing up against his. That got Chris excited and made him stroke his erection even more. Chris also noticed that Hank's hand was in his lap, and Chris knew from the movement that Greg's dad was discretely rubbing his own boner through his pants. The next time Hank got up to fetch something from the kitchen, he looked down into Chris' lap to find that Chris had pulled his briefs down enough to let his dick pop out. Chris was now stroking his cock out in the open.
Hank sat back down and continued to rub his socked feet against Chris' feet and legs. That got Chris more turned on, and he was masturbating himself quicker now. He let out a small moan which he tried to disguise with a cough. Hank stood up again and walked behind Chris. He looked down just in time to see Chris cumming, his sperm shooting all over his shirt and underwear. After he shot, Chris zipped his pants back up and slipped his shoes back on.
Greg and his family invited Chris to stay after dinner, and Chris and Greg were now watching television in the family room. The boys were lying on their stomachs on the floor while Hank sat on the couch behind them. Lying on his stomach that way gave Chris another hard-on, so he very discretely began to hump the floor. The friction of the soft cotton on his pants and underwear coming into contact with the thick, soft carpeting on the floor felt good to Chris. He turned to look at Hank, who smiled back at him. Chris continued to rub his boner against the floor. Greg, next to him, had no idea what he was doing.
This reminded Chris of something he had done once when he was about nine, before he was even old enough to jack off. He had started showing off in front of older guys at a very young age. One time his Uncle Jake took him to the library. They went to the children's section and Uncle Jake found him some books to read. Chris lay down on the floor with the books. Chris' dad had always bought his clothes too big so that he would grow into them. That day he had on baggy oversized jeans and new sneakers that were a few sizes too big. He also had on brand new clean white briefs, a white T-shirt, and white socks.
As Chris lay there, he got fidgety and started to squirm around on the floor. As Chris moved his legs around, the oversized sneakers flopped off his feet, so he just pushed them aside. He was aware that there were a couple men in the children's area, probably fathers who were there with their own kids, and they were watching what he was doing.
Chris continued to fidget and squirm on the floor, and as he did he realized that his baggy jeans were sliding down. As they slid down his white briefs came into view. The more he wiggled around on the floor, the farther down his jeans went. Pretty soon his baggy jeans were down so low, all of his briefs were showing. And since his sneakers were off, the jeans were sliding off his feet. Chris knew the dads were looking at his briefs-clad rear end and his baggy jeans sliding down.
Christopher continued to slide around on the library floor, and his jeans kept coming further and further down. Eventually they were so far down he slid his feet completely out of them. Now he was lying on his stomach on the library floor wearing only white briefs, T-shirt and socks. Then Chris got up to look for more books. He walked around looking at the books in the stacks wearing only his socks and underwear.
One of the dads smiled at him and said, "You look comfortable."
Chris smiled back at him and said, "I am comfortable. I love to be in my underwear." He also loved the attention he got from older men when he took his clothes off in public.
Eventually his Uncle Jake made him get dressed and they left.
Thinking back to that time had made Chris horny, and he was now humping the floor faster. Greg, lying next to him, didn't seem to notice, but Chris turned to find Hank watching him and jacking himself off through his pants. Chris continued to hump the floor, enjoying the feeling of friction from the carpet and the fabric of his pants and underwear as it rubbed against his boner.
Chris bent his knees and raised his feet up so they were dangling above his legs. He wiggled his feet and his dress shoes popped off his heels, then slid off his feet and hit the floor. He wiggled his feet some more in his nylon dress socks, and turned to see that Hank was still watching and masturbating himself. Chris continued to discretely slide up and down, rubbing his hard-on against the floor. His dick began to twitch so he humped the floor a little faster. He felt a tingling in his cock, flexed his toes, and begin to shoot jizz inside his briefs as he continued to rub up and down on the floor. After he had shot, he turned to see Hank now cumming in his pants too. The two smiled at each other, and Chris rolled back over to watch television.
The following Saturday Hank offered to take Greg and Chris out since neither boy had his license yet. Since they had their learner's permits, Hank offered to let the boys drive with him in the passenger seat. Chris offered to let Greg drive, and he sat in the back seat behind him. Hank sat in the passenger seat and turned slightly to the left to watch Greg as he drove. Hank could also look into the back seat and see Chris.
The first thing Chris did was to kick his sneakers off and wiggle his toes in his white socks with grey on the heels and toes. Hank saw and smiled at him. Immediately Chris popped a boner, noticeable in his thin silky basketball shorts. He wore the white ones he loved because you could see through them. He wore plain white briefs under them, which showed through so clearly you could even see the seams around the fly.
Chris started to stroke his hard-on through his shorts. Hank was giving his son instructions, but constantly turning to look back at Chris in the back seat rubbing himself. Chris decided since Greg couldn't see him, he could give his dad a show. He lifted up his hips and slid his shorts down and off. Then he decided to go further. He lifted up his hips again and slid his briefs down and off too. He was sitting in the back seat naked from the waist down except for his socks. He loved the feeling of being able to jack off with his dick out in the open. Hank, still giving directions to Greg, was smiling at Chris as he masturbated in the back seat.
As he often did when he jacked off in public, Chris daydreamed about some of his past experiences showing off. Sometimes Chris would sabotage his own clothes to ensure exposure. He remembered one time when he was about ten his dad got him a suit to wear to a wedding. The suit wasn't new; his dad got it from a friend whose son had outgrown in. Unbeknownst to his father, prior to the wedding Chris took a small scissors and cut a lot of the threads at the seams of the pants.
Getting ready for the wedding, Chris put on some bright red briefs with white trim, black nylon dress socks, the suit, shirt and tie, and a pair of loafers that were too big from him, also borrowed from the friend. As they walked into the church, Chris could feel the stitches start to come undone. By the time they sat down, he noticed gaps opening up in the leg seams of the suit pants where the stitches were ripping. They had to stand and sit many times during the ceremony, and every time Chris did, some more stitches pulled away. As they ripped away the seams continued to open up on the trousers, exposing Chris' skin and even his underwear.
Chris' dad wasn't paying attention and hadn't noticed the pants coming undone. The man sitting next to Chris did notice, though, and kept looking at Chris as his pants came apart. He leaned towards Chris and whispered, "You look like you're having a problem with your pants."
Chris whispered back, "I know, I guess they're too old and they're coming apart. Now everyone will see my underwear."
The man smiled and whispered, "At least you have cute underwear on."
Chris grinned back at him. The next time Chris stood up, the seams completely opened up on the sides, exposing Chris' legs and underwear. He sat back down, his pants barely hanging together. Then at the end of the ceremony when everyone stood for the last time, Chris got up and the pants completely fell apart. They fell to the floor in pieces. The man next to Chris looked down at him with his red undies showing and smiled. When Chris' dad finally looked down at his son, he was furious. He asked what had happened to the pants, and Chris just said they must have been old and fell apart. His dad grabbed his hand and drug him out of the church using a back exit. As he drug his son along, Chris walked right out of the loose loafers and left them behind. He walked to the car in his nylon socks and underwear.
Hank was now telling Greg to pull into a fast food restaurant parking lot so the three of them could get something to eat. Chris realized he had been daydreaming and jacking off the whole time. He realized he better get his clothes back on. Just then, with Greg distracted by some construction, Hank discretely reached into the back seat and grabbed Chris' briefs. He quickly stuffed them into the glove compartment without Greg seeing. Chris smiled and slipped his shorts back on, then put on his sneakers. When he got out of the car, his boner was obvious through the thin material of the shorts with no briefs for support.
The three got their food and sat in a booth in a corner of the restaurant. Hank sat down next to Chris. Soon Chris could feel Hank's socked foot against his shoe. Hank had slipped off his sneakers under the table and was now using his foot to get Chris' sneaks off. Hank put his socked foot on the heel of Chris' sneaker, then pushed down to pop the heel off. When he did Chris lifted up his foot slightly so that Hank could push the sneaker the rest of the way off. Once that one was off, Hank did the same thing to get Chris' other shoe off. Chris could feel Hank rub his socked foot against Chris' while they ate. Occasionally Hank would discretely reach down and squeeze Chris' boner which was still obviously poking up in his thin shorts.
Chris loved having someone take his shoes off of him like that. He remembered when his cousin Chad had come to stay with them for a week one summer. It was about two years ago when Chris was thirteen, and his cousin Chad was nineteen and in college. Chris had had a lot of fun with his cousin Chad whenever he saw him. He remembered when dad took them all out to eat at a nice restaurant as a farewell for Chad. They had all dressed up in shirts and ties. They sat down at a square table, each taking one side. Chad sat down next to Chris. Chad and Chris had enjoyed playing around together a lot that week, and the dinner would be no exception. The first thing Chad did was slip off his dress shoes. Then he reached over with his legs and used his socked feet to pull Chris' dress shoes off. Chad kicked both pairs of shoes away under the table, and Chad and Chris rubbed their nylon-socked feet together under the table.
Chris could then feel Chad's foot run up his leg and to his lap. Instantly Chris sprung a hard-on, and Chad slowly rubbed his socked foot up and down against his boner. Chris looked around and realized that because of the angle and the tablecloth, no one could see under the table. Chris looked over at Chad who was grinning at him as he continued to stroke his erection with his foot. The Chad put his foot back down on the floor and leaned forward. He pretended to be taking a drink of water, but secretly he reached under the table. Chris felt Chad's hand in his lap. Chad popped the button on his pants, then slowly undid the zipper. Luckily Chris had not worn a belt since he didn't like them. As the zipper came down, Chris could feel his pants coming open. Then he felt Chad pulling down on his pants. Chris looked at Chad who had a mischievous smile on his face. Chris lifted his hips up off the chair just enough so that Chad could pull his pants down. Chris felt his pants slide down his legs and land at his ankles. Chad leaned back in his seat and put his foot down on Chris' pants so he couldn't get them back up or move his legs. When Chris finally lifted his legs up, he felt Chad pull his pants away.
Chris looked around nervously, knowing that he was sitting there in only underwear and socks from the waist down, but nobody seemed to notice. Chad's socked foot was back in his lap, this time rubbing his boner through his briefs. After a few more minutes of that, Chad leaned forward again. This time Chris felt his hand on his briefs, pulling on them. Chris looked at Chad and subtly shook his head no, but Chad smiled at him and shook his head yes. Chad continued to tug on Chris' briefs, getting them down further and further. Finally, when Chris shifted in his chair, Chad yanked Chris' briefs down and off. Then, to Chris' surprise, Chad tossed the white briefs into the aisle. Chris was embarrassed seeing his underwear lying in the middle of the floor like that, but he was excited as well. He just hoped his dad wouldn't notice. Just then the cute busboy came to pour them more water. As he walked away from the table, he looked down and saw the briefs lying on the floor. He picked them up, stuffed them in his pocket, and walked away. Chad laughed when he saw that. Chris was embarrassed but also turned on knowing the cute busboy had his underwear.
Chad's socked foot again ended up in Chris' lap. They nylon of his dress socks felt great against Chris' naked skin. He just relaxed and enjoyed the sensation. Soon he felt a tingle as he neared orgasm. He closed his eyes and felt wave after wave of cum shoot out of his throbbing dick. His jizz spilled all over Chad's sock. After Chris had cum, Chad slid his cum-drenched socked foot back into his dress shoe. When Chris' dad went to the restroom, Chris took the opportunity to reach under the table and get his pants back on. With no underwear, some of the jizz still dribbling out of his dick left wet spots on his pants. After the bill was paid, the three got up and walked out of the restroom.
Chad stopped and said to Chris, "Hey, aren't you forgetting something?" He was looking down at Chris' socked feet and smiling.
Chris looked down, "Oh, my shoes," he said, walking back to the table to find them.
Chris now realized that the whole time he had been thinking about what he had done with his cousin, Hank had been stroking his hard-on through his shorts. Without warning, cum started to gush out of his dick, soaking into the thin shorts. When he got up, he knew he would have an obvious wet spot. Chris decided he was going to have to stop losing his underwear all the time.