Date: Thu, 29 Dec 2005 15:49:13 -0800 (PST)
From: James Daniels <losemypants@yahoo.com>
Subject: embarrassed 3

Joey had a couple days of freedom before he had to start his new job, so
when he woke up he decided he could just spend the day goofing off. He
didn't bother taking a shower and just pulled on a jock strap and over that
a pair of track pants. He pulled on a t-shirt, a pair of white ankle socks
and his sneakers.

The first place he went was to the barbershop where he liked to get his
hair cut. He generally kept his hair very short, almost in a crew cut. He
liked his barber, Dominic, who was very young, somewhere in his
twenties. He worked for his father who owned the shop but was hardly ever
around anymore.

When Joey walked into the barbershop, Dominic greeted him and took him to
one of the chairs. Before he put the cape around him, Dominic suggested to
Joey that he take his shirt off so that it wouldn't become full of
hair. Joey agreed, took off his shirt, and handed it to Dominic. The
Dominic suggested that hair might get on all of his clothes, so he might
want to take the rest off too. Joey hesitated, but then agreed. He pulled
off his sneaks and his track pants and was sitting in the chair in just his
jock strap and socks. Dominic took his clothes and put them on a chair to
the side.

As Dominic clipped Joey's hair, he would occasionally rub his crotch up
against Joey's arms or shoulders. Joey could feel his barber's boner, and
Joey felt his own hard-on growing in his jock. Another customer came in, a
young man in his twenties, and took a seat to wait for his turn. After
Dominic finished cutting Joey's hair, he whipped the cape off of him. Joey
was suddenly aware that he was exposed in his jock strap and socks to the
other customer in the store.

"Can I have my clothes back, please?" asked Joey.

"Sure, but stand up first and let me brush you off," said Dominic.

Joey hesitated, then stood up. Dominic took a stiff brush and began to use
it on Joey to get all of the stray hairs off. Joey was embarrassed to find
himself standing in the middle of the shop in just his socks and jock strap
with a semi-erection showing. The other customer smiled at Joey's
predicament, obviously enjoying the sight of Joey squirming around. Finally
Dominic finished and Joey ran to retrieve his clothes. He had to get
dressed in view of his barber, the customer, and anyone passing by the shop
looking into the window. Joey quickly paid and left.

Since Joey had slept late, it was now lunch time and he was hungry. Since
he was going to the mall to shop, he decided to get a sandwich at the food
court. The food court was packed, but Joey found a table for four in a
corner. He was half-way through his meal when two college-aged guys walked
up to his table.

"Hey, there," said one of the guys, "do you mind if we sit here? There
aren't any tables free anywhere in the whole place."

"Sure, go ahead," said Joey, "I am by myself anyway."

"Hey, thanks, that's really cool of you," said the guy. "My name is Chip
and this is Peter." Chip sat down opposite Joey and his friend Peter sat
down at the end in between Joey and Chip.

The two guys talked, but Joey didn't pay any attention to them and just
looked at people passing by. Suddenly he felt something in his lap and
looked under the table to see what was going on. He saw that Chip had slid
his foot out of his sneaker and had his foot in Joey's lap. Chip had on the
same kind of ankle socks that Joey wore. Joey looked at Chip, but he was
talking to his friend and not looking at Joey.

Joey looked around, hoping nobody could see what was going on under the
table. Most of the people around them seemed oblivious to Joey and Chip and
were all focused on their own lunches. Joey slid down in his seat a little,
and as he did so, Chip slid his socked foot up so that he was now rubbing
Joey's dick. Joey could feel himself getting hard in his jock.

After a couple of minutes of having his boner worked, Joey felt Chip's foot
slide away from his lap. Joey was disappointed, but at the same time
relieved because he was afraid of being caught. The next thing he knew he
could feel both of Chip's socked foot grasp hold of his sneaker. Then he
felt as his shoe was pulled off. Chip went for the other sneaker next, and
Joey felt that one disappear as well. Joey continued to look around, but no
one seemed to know what was going on under the table.

Chip's socked foot reappeared in Joey's lap, so Joey slid his foot up
Chip's leg and toward his crotch. He felt Chip grab his socked foot and
pull it toward his groin. Joey could feel that somehow Chip had unzipped
his pants, so Joey slid his foot through the fly and felt Chip's boner
through his underwear. He caressed Chip's hard-on as he felt a socked foot
rubbing his own boner.

Joey kept looking around to make sure no one was paying any attention. Chip
never looked at him once, but just kept chatting with his friend,
Peter. Joey had to keep from moaning out loud from the pleasure of Chip's
socked foot on his boner. As he felt himself start to cum, he let out a
grunt, but disguised it as a cough. Joey began to shoot inside his pants in
the middle of the food court and no one, not even the guy sitting right
next to him, had any idea he was cumming. He shot so much cum that it
started to ooze outside of his jock strap and soak into his track pants.

Then Joey felt Chip squirm in his seat as he exploded inside his
underwear. Joey continued to move his foot up and down as Chip had his
orgasm. By the time Joey pulled his foot away, Chip's jizz had left a wet
spot on Joey's sock. Joey put his feet down on the floor and felt around
for his sneakers, but couldn't find them anywhere. By now Chip and Peter
had finished their lunches. They got up, thanked Joey for letting them sit
there, and walked away. Chip turned back around and gave Joey a wink.

After they walked away, Joey looked under the table, but his sneakers were
nowhere to be found. Joey remembered that Chip had a backpack with him and
wondered if somehow he had swiped the shoes and stuck them in his bag. Joey
got up and cleared off the table. He was embarrassed to have to walk around
the mall in just his socks, but he didn't seem to have any choice.

Joey had decided to go clothes shopping, thinking he might want to get a
new outfit for his first day at work. He went into a men's clothing store
that he hadn't been to before because it had dressier clothes and
suits. Few teenagers shopped in the store, and today was no exception. A
couple of men in suits were browsing in the store. They appeared to be
business men of about forty, probably on their lunch breaks.

One of the men took an interest in Joey and started to follow him around
the store. Joey was turned on by how sexy the man looked in his suit. As
Joey was standing behind a rack of suits on sale, the man walked up behind
Joey and began to run his hand up Joey's thighs. His hand slid around to
Joey's rear, and Joey let out a soft moan as he felt the man's hands on
him. Without warning the man used both hands to grab hold of Joey's thin
track pants and pull. Joey gasped as he felt the material tear away and new
that his pants were now ripped in the back. Since he had a jock strap on,
his naked rear end was exposed to both of the men in the store. The second
business man browsing in the store now became interested in what was
happening and moved closer.

The man continued to kneed Joey's buttocks with his strong hands. Joey
gasped again as he felt the man slide one finger into the crack. Joey was
embarrassed to have the man finger him in the middle of the store with
people watching, but it felt so good he didn't want to tell him to
stop. Meanwhile the other customer in the store walked up and started to
pull on Joey's track pants, tearing them even more. Now both men were
ripping Joey's pants, and eventually the ended up in shreds on the
floor. The one man continued to finger Joey while the other man rubbed his
boner through his jock strap.

The man moved behind Joey and unzipped his suit trousers. The next thing
Joey knew, the man had slid his boner inside of him. By now the other man
had worked Joey's dick out of his jock strap, and the man knelt down and
started sucking on his cock. Joey couldn't believe he was being fucked and
given a blow job in the middle of the store. The sensation felt so good he
had to hold onto the rack of clothes to keep from falling
over. Occasionally he looked around, worried that they would get
caught. The sales clerk was watching them, but didn't seem to be bothered.

The man behind him began to pull on Joey's shirt, and Joey tried to
resist. But the man pulled on the t-shirt until it ripped, and then he just
tore it off of Joey. Joey panicked, realizing that he was now nearly naked
in the middle of the store with his clothes in shreds. Then, forgetting his
predicament, he began to moan as he felt his orgasm building up. "Uhn, uhn,
uhn," he grunted, then just as the man at his feet pulled his mouth away
from his boner, Joey shot his load. The cum landed all over the man
kneeling in front of him. At the same time the man behind Joey pulled his
dick out and shot on Joey's back.

Joey still had cum dripping from his dick when the two customers quickly
zipped up and took off. Joey pulled his jock strap back up and let the last
of his jizz soak into it. Joey realized he was standing in the middle of
the store wearing only his jock strap and white ankle socks. He looked
around in a panic, but only the sales clerk was in the store. Joey used the
shredded material of his t-shirt to wipe the cum off of his back, then
dropped it back onto the ground. There was no point in taking his clothes
since they were all ripped to shreds.

Joey peeked out of the front entrance of the store, saw only a few people,
and ran toward the side entrance to the mall. There were a couple of guys
nearby who saw him and laughed. Joey just ignored them and ran out the side
door. As soon as he got outside, though, he realized that he didn't know
how he would get home. He had some money stashed in his sock and could call
a cab, but how would he find one? He was hiding behind some bushes trying
to figure out what to do when he saw Chip, the boy he had met earlier.

"Psst, Chip," whispered Joey.

Chip stopped and looked around, then saw Joey hiding behind the
bushes. "Hey, man, what happened to you?"

"It's a long story," said Joey. "Do you think I could get a ride home from
you? I don't live far."

"Sure, no problem. Where are your clothes?"

"They were torn, and I couldn't wear them. Is your friend Pete with you?"

"No, he met up with his girlfriend, and she is driving him home. My car is
parked pretty far from here, do you want to wait here? I can drive the car
up to the entrance."

Joey looked around. "It's O.K., there aren't many people around. I can walk
with you."

"No problem, man, it's this way," said Chip, heading for his car.

Joey kept looking around, worried that people would see him in nothing but
a jock strap and socks. He would hold his hands in front of his groin so
people wouldn't see, then would realize his rear end was exposed and move
his hands back there to hide it.

Chip kept looking at Joey and laughing. "How did your clothes get torn up?"

"It's a long story," said Joey. Eventually they reached the car, Chip
unlocked the passenger door, and Joey jumped in. Once Chip was settled in
the driver's seat, Joey gave him directions to his house.

"Here," said Chip, "I got an extra bottle of water at the store, would you
like it?"

"Yeah, thanks," said Joey. He realized how thirsty he was and drank the
whole bottle right away.

While Chip drove, he and Joey chatted about work and school. Joey told him
about the new job he was starting soon. All of a sudden they hit a traffic
jam and came to a dead stop. "Looks like an accident up ahead," said
Chip. "We may be stuck for a while."

Joey looked around and realized they were in front of the video store near
his house. "I can just get out here, I'm almost home."

"Are you sure?" asked Chip. "I don't mind waiting. Looks like I'm stuck
anyway."

"That's O.K., I can make it from here. Thanks for the ride."

"Anytime," said Chip, "and maybe I'll see you at the bookstore sometime."

Joey gave him a wave and jumped out of the car. He ran into the video store
and walked right past the buy who worked there who always looked bored. He
didn't even seem to notice that Joey was only half dressed. Joey went right
back to the room with the adult videos.

There were a couple of men browsing among the videos, and they looked at
Joey with interest as soon as he walked in. Joey was surprised to see him
friend Damien from school looking at videos.

"Hey dude!" said Damien, "what's up?" He wasn't surprised to see his friend
Joey half dressed. Damien shared his friend's interest in showing
off. "What the hell happened to your clothes?" he asked with a smile.

"They got torn up," said Joey.

"How did that happen?" asked Damien.

"It's a long story," said Joey.

"I bet it is," said Damien, again smiling. "You want me to help you out?
You could borrow my clothes."

"That's nice of you, man, but I hate to take your clothes."

"No problem, I don't mind," said Damien. He was already kicking off his
shoes and unbuttoning his shirt.

"Wow, that's cool of you," said Joey. He watched his friend take off his
shirt and hand it to him. Then Damien unbuckled his belt and unzipped his
fly, then dropped his pants and stepped out of them. He handed the pants to
Joey and kicked his shoes toward him as well. Damien was now standing in
just his black briefs and black socks. The other customers in the store
were admiring Damien in his underwear while Joey put on his friend's
clothes. Joey knew his friend liked showing off, and noticed Damien getting
a boner tenting his underwear.

"So what have you been up to lately?" asked Damien.

"Not much," said Joey. "In fact my dad is making me get a job."

"That sucks," said Damien. As the two talked, Damien began stroking his
boner through his underwear. All eyes in the room were on Damien's huge
cock now sticking up out of his briefs.

Joey stood in front of his friend and grabbed hold of his briefs. "Looks
like you might need help with that," said Joey. He pulled Damien's
underwear down, and Damien lifted up his feet to let Joey slide them
off. Joey tossed them aside, and they were immediately picked up by one of
the men in the store.

Now Joey knelt down in front of his friend and took his huge dick in his
mouth. He heard Damien moan as Joey's mouth began to work up and down the
shaft. Damien's groans became more intense as Joey swirled his tongue
around the head and licked up and down the shaft. At the same time Joey was
masturbating himself through the pants he was now wearing.

Damien was moaning more and more, holding onto the shelves in the store for
support as his body gave in to the sensation. The men in the store couldn't
take their eyes away from the sight of Joey on his knees sucking away at
Damien's massive boner.

Just as Joey pulled his mouth away, Damien's dick exploded cum all over
Joey's face, neck and chest. At the same time, Joey shot his load inside
his jock strap, the cum leaking through to Damien's pants.

As Joey stood up, Damien said, "Dude, that was awesome, thanks."

"No problem, man," said Joey. "Thanks for lending me the clothes. How are
you going to get home?"

Damien grinned at him and said, "Don't worry, I'll find a way."

"O.K., see you later," said Joey, walking out of the store. Damien's shoes
were so big on him they just fell off of his feet, so Joey walked out of
them, leaving the shoes behind him in the store and walking out in his
socks. As he was heading for home he heard a car horn beep and looked over
to see Chip. "What are you still doing around here?" Joey called out.

"I've been stuck in traffic this whole time," said Chip as he pulled the
car over to the curb. "Do you still need a ride?"

"No, I'm O.K.," said Joey, "I live just a couple blocks away." As he was
talking to Chip, Joey was grabbing at his crotch.

"Got a problem there?" asked Chip with a grin.

Joey grinned back. "No, I just have to pee really bad after that water."

"Hey, where did you get the clothes?" asked Chip.

"A friend of mine lent them to me." As Joey stood next to Chip's car
chatting with him, he realized that he realized that he really had to
pee. He started fidgeting around, moving from foot to foot, and tugging at
his dick, almost like a little boy. Finally he couldn't hold it in anymore
and felt his penis pulsing as the urine came streaming out. His jock strap
was quickly soaked, and the pee began to soak into Damien's pants and run
down the legs. By the time his bladder was empty, Joey's jock strap, pants
and even his socks were soaked in pee. He noticed that Chip didn't seem to
be bothered by watching him pee his pants, and in fact was stroking his own
cock. "I guess I better get home and change clothes," said Joey.

"O.K., see you later," said Chip, driving away.

Joey walked home, his wet socks leaving wet footprints behind him on the
sidewalk. He passed a couple of men who snickered at him, and Joey realized
how silly he looked. He ran the rest of the way home.