Date: Fri, 23 Dec 2005 07:05:16 -0800 (PST)
From: James Daniels <losemypants@yahoo.com>
Subject: Embarrassed

Embarrassed

by James Daniels

losemypants@yahoo.com

Ever since he was a kid, Joey loved being embarrassed. While other boys
dreaded being pantsed, Joey always felt a rush having his underpants on
view. Now that he was a teenager, he was always looking for ways to find
himself in embarrassing situations. He encouraged boys to pants or strip
him or to dare him to try new things. Or sometimes he tried risky
activities in public, the fear of being caught giving him a rush of
excitement.

One of Joey's favorite things to do was to slowly take items of clothing
off in public to see how far he could get. He usually started by taking his
shoes off, then usually tried to get his pants and his shirt off.
Occasionally he went so far as to take his underwear off too. Sometimes
Joey left some of his clothing behind when he stripped, so over the years
he had lost many pairs of shoes, lots of underpants, and occasionally his
pants or shirt.

Joey also loved masturbating in public, especially if other guys were
around. He loved getting caught jacking off in all kinds of public
places. Recently he had started having sex, and loved doing it in
public. It was a real thrill for him to be semi-dressed or even naked
having sex with a guy where he might be seen.

Today Joey was walking around a bookstore in a shopping mall near his
house. Joey liked coming to this bookstore because it seemed to be pretty
cruisy for some reason. As he was slowly walking around scanning the books
on the shelves, Joey stepped out of his sneakers and kept walking in just
his socks. Then he loosened his jeans and let them start to slip down,
exposing his white briefs. Pretty soon Joey noticed a guy, probably about
thirty, checking him out.

Joey continued to stroll around, letting his jeans drop to his ankles. He
walked out of them and left them on the floor. Joey was now walking around
in just his white briefs, white t-shirt and white socks. The thrill of
being in just his underwear gave him an instant boner. He stroked it just a
little through his underwear, making sure the man was still watching him.

A minute later Joey felt the man come up behind him, and then he felt his
briefs slowly sliding down. Joey lifted up his feet to let the man pull his
underpants all the way off. Now naked except for his socks in the middle of
the store, Joey felt an incredible rush from the thrill of being exposed.
Before he knew it the man was kneeling in front of him sucking his cock.

Joey closed his eyes, enjoying the sensation of the man sucking and licking
his boner. He had to hold onto the shelves for support as his knees felt
weak. Most of his body was hidden by the bookshelves, although his head was
visible on the other side. Browsing on the other side of the shelf was
another man, this one of about forty. From the look of ecstasy on Joey's
face, the man had a pretty good idea of what was happening. He walked over
toward the other side so he could get a peek.

Joey was so excited it didn't take him long to build up to an orgasm. His
knees buckled, he let out a moan, and he began shooting his load. The man
pulled his mouth away so the jizz landed on Joey's socks. The man pumped
his cock so that every last drop of cum spilled out. As soon as he was
spent, Joey opened his eyes to find that the man was gone. Joey grabbed his
underpants and pulled them on, then found his jeans and put them on as
well. He looked all over for his sneakers, but they were nowhere to be
found. Joey had to leave the store in his white socks.

Joey walked out into the mall and strolled around looking in the windows of
some of the shops. The cold floor felt good through his white cotton
socks. Before long Joey noticed the forty year-old man who had watched him
getting a blow job now following him. Joey would occasionally smile at him,
then keep walking. Eventually Joey found his way to a men's room in an
isolated area of the mall.

Joey walked into the restroom and walked up to the sinks to check himself
in the mirror. He saw the man walk in behind, and without hesitation walked
right up behind Joey. He felt the man's hands exploring his behind,
fingering the many holes in his jeans. Then without warning the man ripped
Joey's pants. As Joey felt and heard the material ripping away, he became
instantly hard. The man continued to tear at Joey's jeans, ripping apart
all of the seams.

A third man then walked into the restroom. Although he headed straight for
the urinals, he could not keep his eyes off of what was happening in front
of the mirrors. Joey was completely turned on having a stranger tearing his
pants off of him in a public restroom in front of another stranger. The man
continued to rip his jeans, tearing piece after piece off. Eventually his
jeans were shredded to small bits of material and all over the restroom
floor, and Joey stood hard-as-a-rock in just his white briefs, white
t-shirt and white socks.

The man now reached around, slid his hand into Joey's underpants and began
to massage his cock. At the same time he humped Joey's rear end. The man
ground his boner clad in dress pants against the thin cotton of Joey's
briefs. Joey moaned and bent forward so he could grind his behind against
the man's hard-on. The thrill of being stripped of all but his underwear in
the public restroom had him so excited that he was ready to cum quickly.

Just as he felt a spurt of cum ooze through the dress pants of the man
behind him and seep through his underpants, Joey felt himself start to
spunk his underpants. Even though he had just cum a little bit ago, load
after load of jizz gushed into his briefs, soaking the front of them. Joey
looked down and saw the shreds of his jeans all over the floor and realized
he would have to make his way home wearing nothing but cum-soaked underwear
and socks. The man offered to give Joey a ride home, but Joey assured him
he would be alright. Though he was embarrassed, Joey was also excited about
the idea of walking home in his undies.

Joey left the restroom and slipped out of a back entrance of the mall. A
couple of guys about Joey's age although bigger saw him in his underwear
and started snickering. They followed him, pointing and laughing at his
situation. Joey was simultaneously feeling excited, embarrassed and
nervous. The boys came up behind Joey and grabbed his t-shirt. Joey pulled
to get away from them, and as he did, the shirt ripped. The boys laughed
and held onto the shirt. Joey pulled away and started to run. As he did the
t-shirt ripped off his body completely. Joey ran away shirtless with the
boys holding the ripped remains of his shirt and laughing.

Joey ran a few more blocks down the street in just his tightie whities and
socks until he paused to rest. Although he was afraid to be seen like this,
he was turned on too and now had a boner once again tenting his still damp
briefs. Joey continued to walk down the street, then realized a car had
pulled up alongside him.

"Hey, Joey, you want a ride home?" asked Trevor, a friend of his from
school. Trevor knew Joey liked to show off and was an exhibitionist
himself. Sometimes the boys dared each other to try different things in
public.

"Sure, thanks," said Joey, hopping into the car.

"What happened to your clothes?" asked Trevor.

"Long story," said Joey.

"Your dad is going to get pissed at you for losing your clothes again,"
said Trevor.

"I know, don't remind me," said Joey.

"And it looks like you need to take care of something," said Trevor,
pointing to the erection tenting his underwear.

"You mind?" asked Joey.

"Go for it, dude," said Trevor, adjusting his own bulge through his jeans.

Joey pulled his underwear down some and started beating off in front of his
friend. After a few minutes of stroking, Trevor said, "You know, it would
be easier if you took your undies off. More fun too."

"O.K.," said Joey. He pulled his briefs off as he continued to jack off. As
soon as he had the underpants off, Trevor grabbed them and tossed them out
the car window, laughing. Watching his underwear get tossed out sent Joey
over the edge. "Unhhh," he moaned as cum started to shoot out of his dick
and land all over his chest and legs.

Trevor watched his friend shoot his load as he quietly rubbed his own dick
and came inside his jeans. He pulled into Joey's driveway and stopped the
car. "Here you go, dude. I don't know how you are going to explain this to
your dad," said Trevor, laughing.

"I don't either, man," said Joey, getting out of the car. He stood in
driveway now naked except for his socks. "Thanks for the ride, man. I will
see you later." He watched his friend drive away and walked to his front
door. He used the spare key hidden under a rock to let himself in. Luckily
his dad was not home, so Joey ran naked up to his room. Once inside he
looked for movement in the house next door. A boy who was a couple of years
younger than Joey lived in the bedroom right across from his, and the two
could see each other through their windows. Joey liked showing off for the
boy, but it didn't look like he was home right now. Joey just plopped down
on the bed and jacked himself off while he thought about what had happened
that day.

The following morning Joey was awakened by the doorbell ringing. He sat up
and realized that his dad must be at work. Joey got out of bed in his
pajamas. He had been wearing pajamas since he was a little boy and still
liked them. He ran downstairs in his pjs and socks and openend the door. A
delivery man stood there.

"I have a package for Joseph Miller, Senior," said the handsome young
delivery man.

"That's my dad, but he's not home," said Joey.

"That's O.K., you can sign for it," said the man. He handed Joey the
clipboard to sign. Joey signed and handed it back to him. "Thanks," said
the driver, handing the package over. "And by the way, cute pjs."

Joey looked down and realized he had a morning boner poking out of the fly
of his pajamas. Joey blushed and said, "Sorry, I just got up."

"Hey, no problem," said the driver. "Happens to me still too. Hey, can you
help me? I need to find Maple Street. Do you know where that is?"

"Sure," said Joey, and started to give the man directions. He opened the
front door wider and stepped out onto the front porch to point the man in
the right direction. The concrete was cold through his socks but felt
good. As he gave the directions, he realized the man was not paying
attention but just staring at his erection.

Suddenly the delivery man reached out and took hold of Joey's boner. Joey
let out a soft moan of pleasure. "I didn't catch all that," said the man,
"could you please tell me again what I should do?"

"Sure," repeated Joey, going over the directions again. As he talked he
enjoyed the sensation of the man with the strong hands stroking his cock up
and down. Occasionally the man would use saliva to lubricate his palm so he
could stroke Joey's cock even faster.

Joey was completely turned on by standing in his pajamas on his front porch
getting jacked off by a cute delivery driver. He wondered if any of the
neighbors were watching or if any of the drivers of the cars passing saw
what was going on. He could feel the intensity of his orgasm building and
started to let out more soft moans. "Uhn, uhn, uhn, I'm going to cum," said
Joey.

"Yeah, let me see you shoot," said the man in a huskier voice. He stood
directly in front of Joey's cock.

"Uhn, I'm cumming," said Joey as semen shot out of his dick. The cum landed
all over the front of the delivery man's uniform. Stream after stream of
jizz shot all over the man's pants and shirt. Joey opened his eyes, saw the
soaked uniform, and said, "Gosh, I'm sorry." He suddenly felt embarrassed
standing on his porch with his boner out of his pajama pants.

"It's O.K.," said the man, looking at his uniform, "It's a present for me I
can enjoy all day." He turned and walked back toward his truck. He stopped
and turned, saying, "By the way, are you Joseph Junior?"

"Joey."

"I'm Bob. See you later, Joey," said the driver, getting in his truck and
driving off.

After Joey showered and dressed, he decided to take a walk around the
neighborhood. He had on his white silky basketball shorts. He liked to wear
them because whatever underwear he had on showed right through. Joey was
wearing his new underwear that he had ordered off the internet. They had
pictures of red fire trucks like you would find on kids' underpants. Every
detail of the underwear showed through Joey's thin white shorts including
the yellow and red seems and waistband. Joey also had on a red t-shirt,
white ankle socks and red sneaks.

Joey was walking past the movie theater near his house and decided to go
in. It was an old movie house and never showed first run films, so it was
usually not very crowded. As Joey waited in line a couple of older guys who
lived in the neighborhood and had often picked on Joey got in line behind
him. Joey heard them talking behind him.

"Hey, look, it's the fag."

"Yeah, look man, you can see his underwear showing through his shorts."

"Yeah, cuz he's a fag and he likes guys to see his undies."

"Aw, look, he's wearing underoos like little boys wear."

"Aw, how cute, the little faggot wants us all to see his little underoos."

Joey bought his ticket and quickly walked away from the older guys. He
paused for a minute at the snack counter, but then decided not to get a
soda. He walked to the theater and the usher, a boy only a couple of years
older than Joey, tore his ticket.

As Joey stood there, the boys who had been picking on him came up behind
him. One of them said, "Hey little faggot, you want us to see your baby
underpants?" With that he reached out and yanked Joey's shorts down. The
boys laughed and walked into the theater without waiting for the usher to
tear their tickets.

Joey turned as red as his shirt standing in his underpants in front of the
usher, but the boy smiled at him and said, "Those are really cute." Joey
smiled back and mumbled his thanks. He thought the usher looked cute in his
uniform of black pants, a white tux shirt with bow tie, and black dress
shoes and socks. The usher said, "If those guys bother you, just let me
know and I will have them kicked out." Joey smiled and nodded and walked in
to find a seat.

Naturally the boys sat in the back of the theater, so Joey headed up front
where few people ever sat. The place was practically empty. The floor was
sticky and his sneakers kept catching on the floor. His shoes were almost
pulled completely off each time he took a step. With one step his sneaker
did come all the way off, and Joey stepped on the sticky floor with his
socked feet. He managed to pull his sock off the floor and went back to put
his foot back in his shoe. By now the sneaks were so loose they were
falling off his feet.

Joey sat down and put his feet up on the seat in front of him. As soon as
he did the loose red sneakers fell off his feet, landing somewhere on the
floor in front of him. He didn't bother to move to get them, figuring he
would find them later. The theater went dark and the coming attractions
started. The usher walked through the theater with his flashlight, checking
to make sure everything was alright. As he walked past Joey he smiled at
him, and Joey smiled back.

To get comfortable Joey slid his shorts down his legs and let them dangle
around his ankles. They soon fell off, landing somewhere near his shoes.
The next time the usher walked through the theater, he flashed his light
onto Joey and saw him sitting in his firetruck briefs. The usher paused to
get a better look and smiled at Joey again, who again smiled back.

The next time the usher came through he did not have his flashlight turned
on. When he got to the row in which Joey was sitting, the usher ducked down
so no one would see him and crawled on the floor to reach Joey's seat.
There wasn't much room between the rows, so the usher had trouble crawling
along on the floor. His clothes kept getting caught or sticking to the
floor. Joey saw his shiny black dress shoes come off and his black dress
socks sticking to the floor. The usher's black pants became stuck, and Joey
wasn't sure it they were hung up on a seat or sticking to the floor. He
watched as the usher unzipped his pants and crawled out of them. His black
briefs contrasted nicely with his white shirt.

When the usher reached him, Joey put his feet on the floor. The usher,
looking at him and smiling, pulled on his underwear. Joey lifted up his
hips to let him get the briefs off. The usher pulled them off and tossed
them onto the seat next to him. Without hesitation the usher took Joey's
hard cock in his mouth and began sucking him. It felt so good Joey squirmed
in his seat and tried not to make any noises out loud. He watched the usher
pull his own briefs down enough to pull his boner out and start jacking
himself off.

Joey felt his tongue swirl around the head of his penis and move up and
down the shaft. It felt great but Joey wanted to get a taste of the usher's
cock. So Joey quietly slid down onto the sticky floor. Joey lay underneath
the usher who was on all fours so that they could take each others' dicks
in their mouths. As Joey sucked the usher's cock, he could feel himself
building to a climax. Both boys exploded at the same time, releasing their
pent-up cum.

No sooner had the last drop of sperm oozed out of Joey's dick when the
usher quickly got up, grabbed his pants and shoes, and slipped discretely
through a side door. Joey was sure he had to get back to work before anyone
noticed he had disappeared. Joey sat back in his seat and pulled his
underpants back on. He sat through the rest of the movie in his underwear,
and then when it was over got up to retrieve his clothes from the row in
front of him. His socks kept sticking to the floor as he walked. He found
his shorts and pulled them on, then stepped back into his sneakers. When he
looked up he saw the usher standing in front of him, smiling.

"I thought I better walk you out to make sure nobody bothered you." Joey
again smiled, blushed, and muttered his thanks. He had become suddenly shy
in front of this cute guy. Joey was following the usher out when he stepped
onto a particularly sticky area of the theater floor. His sneakers stuck to
the floor and didn't want to budge. As Joey walked his feet came right out
of the sneakers. He just walked out of them, leaving them stuck to the
floor. He thought maybe the usher would find them later. He walked out of
the theater in his socks.

On his way out the door, the usher said, "See you later," and handed him a
piece of paper. Joey thanked him and walked outside. He opened up the paper
on which was written a phone number and the name Jeremy. Joey smiled and
stuck it inside his sock. He didn't have any pockets in his shorts, so had
his money and everything stuck in his socks.

Joey walked to a greasy spoon restaurant near the movie house to get some
french fries. He liked the boy, Tony, who worked there. He was several
years older than Joey and was the son of the man who owned the diner. "Hi
Tony," said Joey when he walked in.

"Hi Joey," said Tony. He looked down and saw that Joey had walked in
wearing just his socks. "Hey, little man, you are supposed to have shoes on
in here."

Joey looked at his socks and said, "Sorry, I lost them."

"That's O.K., little man," said Tony. "My dad is not here so he won't see.
Just sit in the booth way in the back so nobody sees."

"O.K., thanks," said Joey, heading for the booth. Almost as soon as he had
sat down, Tony brought him a soda and sat down in the booth across from
him.

"I am beat," said Tony. "I've been working since six o'clock this
morning. You don't mind if I sit with you a minute, do you?"

"No, I don't mind," said Joey. In fact he was glad.

"My feet are killing me," said Tony. "You have the right idea, little man.
Aw, that feels better," said Tony, pushing his sneakers off of his feet.
"It feels good to get those shoes off."

Joey could feel Tony place his warm socked feet on top of his own. He
wasn't sure if Tony realized he had placed his feet right on top of Joey's
or not.

After a few minutes Tony said, "So what do you want to eat?"

"Just some fries."

"Is that all, little man? You sure don't eat much. I'll have them for you
in a minute," said Tony, getting up. "I guess I better get these back on,"
he said, shoving his feet back into his sneakers.

Tony left to get the fries, and Joey went to the restroom. He got back to
the table just as Tony was brining the fries. Tony noticed Joey's underwear
showing through his shorts. "Hey little man, what is that on your undies?"

"Firetrucks. Want to see?"

"Sure!" said Tony. Joey pulled his shorts down to Tony could get a good
look at them. "Those are awesome! I always wanted to be a fireman."

"Really?" asked Joey. "I didn't know that. Why don't you do it?"

"I can't," said Tony, "I have to help out my father here in the diner." He
almost looked like he had a tear in his eye talking about it.

Just then another customer walked in the door, and Joey quickly pulled his
shorts back up and sat down.

"Sorry about that," said Tony. "Here's your fries. They are on-the-house,
by the way. I'll be back," he said, walking over to greet the man who had
just walked in.

Joey ate his food, and Tony occasionally stopped by the table to chat.
After Joey thanked him for the fries, Tony said, "Anytime, little man. See
you later," and walked back into the kitchen.

Joey looked over to see if the man was watching, then decided he didn't
care if he was or not. He quickly pulled his shorts off, then pulled the
firetruck briefs off. He pulled his shorts back on. Joey put the underwear
on the seat, a little present he thought Tony would like, and left the
diner.

As Joey walked down the street, his cock swung around inside the silky
shorts. He had never worn them without underwear before, and the fabric was
giving him a boner. He walked to the video store near his house, thinking
he might rent a dvd. Joey liked the store because he could go into the back
room where they kept the porno dvds. No one seemed to care if he was old
enough or not.

As soon as Joey walked into the back room, the two men already there turned
to look at him. One was about thirty and the other about forty. Joey
started looking at the dvds, occasionally grabbing his boner inside his
shorts so that the men would see. Then all of a sudden, both men walked up
behind Joey. One man took hold of Joey's shirt, and Joey lifted his arms up
to allow the man to pull it off of him. The other man grabbed Joey's shorts
and pulled them down. Joey lifted up his legs to allow him to pull the
shorts all the way off.

Joey was incredibly turned on having two strangers undress him in the video
store. Anybody could walk in and see him naked except for his socks and
sporting a boner. One of the men started stroking Joey's cock while the
other man fingered his behind. Then the man who had been jacking him knelt
down in front of him and took Joey's cock in his mouth. Then the man behind
him, the thirty year-old, began to grind his crotch against Joey's behind.

Joey moaned, enjoying the feeling of having a man on each side of him. "Oh,
oh, oh," he said softly as he felt his orgasm coming on. He let out a load
grunt and started to shoot his cum which landed on the face of the man in
front of him. Simultaneously both men came in their pants from watching
Joey spunk. After he came Joey quickly pulled his shorts back on. More
sperm oozed out of the head of his cock and created a wet spot on the front
of the shorts.

Joey left the shop and walked toward home. Then he realized he had left his
shirt behind and also forgotten to rent a dvd. He walked the rest of the
way home wearing just the thin white shorts and his white socks. The wet
spot on the front of his shorts spread and became bigger, making the shorts
completely see-through. All the men he walked past looked down to see
Joey's semi-erect cock head clearly showing through the thin, wet shorts.

Later that night Joey's dad scolded him as he had done many times before
about being careless and losing clothes. He told Joey that he needed to get
a job, even just part-time employment. He had arranged for a job interview
for his son for the next day. Joey fell asleep that night wondering what
the next day had in store for him.