Date: Wed, 2 Jul 2008 15:34:28 -0700 (PDT)
From: Tommy Woodland <soxandundyguy3@yahoo.com>
Subject: i love to show off - 2

I Love to Show Off - 2
by Tommy Woodland
soxandundyguy3@yahoo.com

On Sunday dad made me dress up for church, which I hated. The church part,
I mean. I liked getting dressed up. I put on my underpants with race cars
on them, then a bright blue shirt and bright blue socks that matched one of
the colors in the briefs, then a pair of thin dress pants. I had picked
them out because I knew you could see my underpants through the material
when I wore the pants, but dad had never noticed that. I finished with a
pair of loafers.

Church was pretty boring. As usual I slipped off my shoes. Dad didn't like
when I took off my shoes all the time, but he had given up yelling at me
about it. When I stood up like for the hymns I made sure to put my hands in
my pockets to make my underpants more obvious. I looked around and saw
there were some older boys in the pew behind me. They noticed by boy
underpants and whispered to each other and snickered. I smiled, enjoying
the attention.

When we sat back down I kicked my loafers back to where the older boys were
sitting. I heard one of them whisper, "Look at the faggots shoes," and I
could hear them playing with them. That gave me a boner. The other thing
dad didn't know about my pants was that I always cut out the pockets so I
could reach in and play with myself easily. When I heard the boys messing
with my shoes, I reached my hand back into my pocket to finger my hard-on
through my undies.

Sometimes I like to go farther than taking my shoes off in church, but I
couldn't today with dad sitting right there. Maybe next time if he lets me
sit in the back.

II remember a time a couple of years ago when I did have some fun. My uncle
took me to church, and he doesn't mind when I show off - in fact he likes
it.

So that day I was performing with the boys choir, and we stood up at the
altar and sang. We were wearing robes, and all of us boys had nice clothes
on underneath. But I thought it would be fun to take my clothes off under
the robe - I knew it would feel good!

The first thing I did was to slip my feet out of my shoes and kick them
away. The carpeting in the church felt good through my dress socks. Then I
pulled my arms out of the sleeves so that they were inside of the robe, and
I was able to slowly unbutton my shirt and let it slide off my shoulders
onto the floor. Lastly I undid my pants and let them fall to my ankles,
then kicked them away along with my shirt. It felt so good to be standing
in front of the whole church in my socks and underwear, even though no one
could see my Pokemon underpants.

It was so exciting that I got a boner inside my undies and began to rub it
through the material. A few of the men in the church had watched me and
knew I had been undressing, and now they saw from the way I moved that I
was playing with myself. It felt so good to be playing with my hard-on in
front of everyone like that.

I got so excited standing in front of the church that I pulled my
underpants down a little so that my boner popped out. Now I could rub it
faster, and I was getting more and more excited. Then came the time when we
were supposed to file out of the church. We boys had to keep singing as we
slowly made our way down the aisle and out of the church. As we started to
walk, I felt my undies start to slip down. The more I walked, the more my
briefs slid away. And the whole time we walked out, I was playing with my
dick.

About halfway down the aisle I felt my underwear slide all the way down my
legs to my ankles, and the next thing I knew, I was walking right out of my
underpants. I left my briefs behind on the floor as I walked ahead, still
jacking myself under the robe. But the excitement of doing it and losing my
clothes in front of the church got me so excited that I lost control, and
all of a sudden I felt my dick explode and cum shoot out. It landed all
over the inside of the robe, some dripped down my legs, some got on my
socks, and some spilled onto the floor. My jizz was all over the place as
my boner kept spouting cum the whole way down the aisle.

When we got to the area to take our robes off, I pulled mine off and the
other boys laughed when they saw me naked. But soon my uncle was there and
gave me his jacket to put over myself. I didn't mind that the other boys
saw me that way, and I was more excited about my uncle seeing me naked.

So anyway back to church tdoay. Dad yelled at me when he saw I had lost my
shoes, and I had to walk in my socks back to the pew behind me to find
where the boys had left them. I stepped back into them, and dad took us to
a nice restaurant for lunch.

We were seated in a booth in a corner, and as soon as I sat down I looked
over and saw a man dressed in a suit sitting at a booth nearby with his
family. They were all dressed up too like they had been to church. The man
smiled at me, and I smiled back. I reached down to rub myself through my
pants, and the man began to watch me. After a minute he discretely squeezed
his crotch too, and I knew he was enjoying the view.

I told dad I had to go pee, and after he yelled at me for using that word,
I got up and used the restroom. On the way back as I was walking past the
table with the man in the suit, one of my loafers popped off my foot and
ended up by his foot. I sat back down with one shoe on and one shoe
off. The man noticed and picked up my shoe, placing it on the seat beside
him. When his family wasn't looking, he quickly gave my loafer a sniff.

I slipped off my other shoe and pushed it out into the aisle. When the
waiter walked past he kicked it, sending it sliding across the floor. It
ended up underneath the man's table, and he picked that one up too. I sat
there wiggling my socked feet, feeling nervous and excited that a man had
my shoes at another table. I was getting excited and had to rub myself
again.

I looked over and the man was watching me, so I reached under the table and
unbuttoned and unzipped my pants, exposing my brightly-colored underpants
with pictures of cars on them. The man was smiling and rubbing himself
through his suit trousers as he watched. Then the waiter came to get our
order, and I pushed my pants open more while he stood there. He was so
interested in looking at my underwear that he had trouble getting the order
right and it made my dad mad.

The waiter left and the man was really watching me now. I pushed my pants
down, exposing all of my underwear. I pushed them down some more, then felt
as my pants slid completely off. I was getting nervous getting undressed
right in front of dad, but he couldn't see me. I was excited too and the
man across from me watched as I reached down to rub my boner through my
underpants.

The man watching was getting excited, and as I watched he put my shoes on
the floor under him. He slipped off his shoes and began to slide his socked
feet all over my shoes, even slipping his socked feet in and out of
them. His big feet didn't go all the way in, but he would get them half in
and then pull them out and rub his feet all over the shoes.

I was getting so excited watching the man rub his socked feet on my shoes,
then I couldn't resist any more and I pulled my underpants down and my
boner popped out. The man saw me do it and smiled. And just then the waiter
came back with drinks and looked down and saw my dick out. He took his time
putting down the glasses so he could watch me stroke my hard-on in front of
him. After the waiter left I looked over at the man still watching me.

When I looked again I was excited to see that the man was unzipping his
suit trousers. He reached inside and pulled his hard cock out. He began to
stroke his hard cock as he watched me play with mine. It felt great sitting
there playing with my boner while the man watched and stroked his too. And
I was right in front of my dad who had no idea.

Then I heard one of the man's sons say that he had to go pee, so the man
quickly stuffed his hard cock back inside his pants and zipped up really
fast. He led his son, who was a couple years younger then me, to the
restroom. As he walked past my table I kicked my underpants out in the
aisle, and the man very quickly snatched them up and stuffed them in his
pocket. I kept playing with myself when he was gone.

As the man and his son returned, the father dropped something in my lap as
he walked past. I looked down and saw that it was a pair of underpants,
bright red with cars on them. They were smaller than mine, and as I looked
at the man he smiled at me and gestured to his son, so I knew the underwear
must be his.

The waiter came back and dad was busy complaining, so I quickly pulled the
underpants on. They were snug but looked cute, and the head of my dick was
sticking out the top. The waiter saw them too and smiled.

I watched the man as he unzipped his trousers and pulled out his big cock
again. Then he pulled my underwear out of his pocket and wrapped it around
his hard-on and used my undies to rub himself. I was excited and reached
down to keep playing with my boner.

The man whispered something to his son, and the boy giggled then slipped
his shoes off. I could see that the dad was occasionally rubbing his socked
feet against his son's, and the boy would smile or giggle when he did. Then
I watched as the man, still watching me playing with myself, reached under
the table and began to rub his son's boner through his pants. The boy
smiled and whispered to his dad. I couldn't hear but I think he said it
felt good or something like that.

I was getting really excited watching the man jack his cock while he rubbed
his son's and I was stroking mine under the table. Then all of a sudden the
boy said "Uh oh" and was wiggling in his seat, and I knew he was cumming in
his pants. The father kept rubbing his boy as his body twitched from the
orgasm, then he looked at me. I couldn't hold back any longer and shot my
load, my jizz spilling all over my lap and my shirt. I looked again at the
man, and now he was cumming, spurting cum all over the underside of the
table.

Then my dad asked for the check, and I knew I had better get dressed. I
pulled up the boy's tight underpants over my still-dripping cock, then as
my dad fiddled with the check, I reached down and pulled my pants back
on. He got up to leave and I stood up too, still zipping up. As I walked
past the other table, the man kicked his son's shoes out into the aisle,
and I quickly stepped into them. They were too small, but I sort of crammed
my feet inside. I stuffed my hands into my pockets, making my thin pants
see-through, and as I walked away I heard the man's son say, "Hey Dad, that
boy has the same underpants on that I was wearing!" I smiled to myself and
walked out.

Monday at school I was sitting in my favorite class, English. I liked the
subject matter but also loved my English teacher, Mr. Miller. He was my
favorite teacher, and I know that I am his favorite student.

I was sitting in my school uniform just like all the boys in my school. We
have to wear gray shorts, a white shirt, gray socks and dress shoes. Most
of the boys hate it, but I like wearing my uniform. I know that it gets
Mr. Miller excited to see us boys in the uniform, and I like to show off
for him.

On Monday Mr. Miller gave us a writing assignment to do in class, so we
were all quiet as we worked. I slipped my shoes off under my desk and
looked up at Mr. Miller, who smiled back at me. He liked it when we took
our shoes off in class and often encouraged boys to do it. I knew he was
watching as I wiggled my toes in my gray socks.

I could feel myself getting a hard-on inside my shorts. I reached down
under the desk and unzipped my shorts. The fly spread open, exposing my
undies. Today I had on white briefs with little dinosaurs in different
colors all over them. Then I raised my hand with a question, and Mr. Miller
called me up to his desk. I walked up in my socks, and as I stood at his
desk talking to him, I know Mr. Miller noticed that my shorts were unzipped
and my underwear was showing.

I moved a little closer to Mr. Miller, and he secretly reached down and
touched my boner through my underpants. I moved even closer, and he began
to rub my hard-on. Soon my dick was tenting my briefs and sticking out of
my fly. Mr. Miller answered my question, and I walked back to my seat in my
socks and with my underwear and boner on view.

I sat back down a worked a little more, then reached under my desk to
unclip the top of my shorts. I raised my hand again, and Mr. Miller called
me up to his desk. When I stood up my shorts, now completely undone, fell
to my ankles. I turned red and know that I looked embarrassed as I was
standing in front of the class in my dinosaur undies while all the boys
laughed at me. I struggled to pull my shorts back up, secretly enjoying
having all the boys see me that way. I walked up to Mr. Miller's desk still
holding my shorts up.

I asked Mr. Miller my question, and as he explained to me, I moved right
next to him so that I was behind his desk. I was so close I was touching
him, and Mr. Miller slipped his hand down under the desk. He pulled my hand
away from my shorts so that they fell down, and he began to massage my dick
through my underpants. After a minute he reached inside my briefs to rub my
cock. It felt great and I leaned in closer.

It felt so good having my teacher play with my dick in front of the whole
class like that. I was so excited that after only a minute I let out a
little gasp and felt my jizz gushing out of my dick and into my
underwear. I was so excited my knees buckled a little, and I wasn't sure I
would be able to keep standing up as I felt my cock empty all my cum into
my undies.

Finally I stopped cumming, and Mr. Miller slid his hand out of my briefs
with my boner hidden inside. I began to walk back to my desk, and as I did
I forgot about my shorts and walked out of them. Some of the boys saw me
walking in my underpants again and laughed, then I ran back to Mr. Miller's
desk to quickly pull them back on. The boys in class were still laughing as
I sat down, pulling up my shorts in the process.

After school I rode my bike to my dad's office. I had not been home yet, so
still had on my school uniform. I didn't really want to talk to my dad, but
I liked his co-worker, Mr. Roberts. After I spoke to my dad for a minute, I
walked over to Mr. Roberts' office. He was happy to see me and gave me a
hug. I sat down and we chatted for a few minutes, when we both heard my
dad's voice outside. Mr. Roberts told me to hide under his desk, so as my
dad was walking in, I was slipping under the huge desk.

I could hear dad and Mr. Roberts talking, and I decided to have some
fun. Mr. Roberts' dress shoes were right in front of me, and I reached out
and pulled them off his feet, one at a time. I could tell he liked it from
the way he wiggled his toes. I began to rub his feet through his navy blue
nylon socks. I managed to slip my own shoes off too.

I looked up and saw that Mr. Roberts had a big hard-on in his suit pants. I
reached up and began to stroke it, and I could hear Mr. Roberts' voice
shake a little when I first touched it. I also heard my dad ask him if he
was alright.

I reached up with both hands so that I could unbuckle his belt and unzip
his trousers. I could tell Mr. Roberts sounded nervous, bit I also knew he
liked it. He lifted up his hips just enough to let me pull his pants and
underwear down, and soon I had them off. I also took off my shirt and
shorts too so I could play with myself.

Soon I was on my knees with my mouth around Mr. Roberts' big cock. I tried
not to make too much noise as I licked and sucked on it, and I could hear
Mr. Roberts talking and my dad talking. Every so often I would look up at
Mr. Roberts, and he would discretely look down at me. At one point he
slipped his hand under the desk and stroked my hair and my shoulders. While
I sucked on his dick, I had my hand inside my underpants playing with my
own boner.

Before long I could feel Mr. Roberts' cock twitching, then his cum shot out
into my mouth. I swallowed down every drop as his dick kept gushing
sperm. A few drops dribbled out of the side of my mouth, but I was able to
drink in most of it. Mr. Roberts had to cough to cover up what was going
on, and I could hear my dad ask him again if he was alright. When I heard
my dad's voice I came inside my underwear.

I heard my dad leave, and I came out from under Mr. Roberts' desk in my
sock and underwear. He and I both got dressed, then he gave me another hug
before I left his office. I was still feeling horny as I headed for the
elevator, but I knew I had to be careful not to lose my uniform again. I
get into so much trouble with dad when he has to buy me new school clothes
that I can only lose them once in a while. But then I had an idea.

I pushed the button to call for the elevator, then I made sure my dad was
not around. I quickly kicked off my shoes and pulled off my shirt and
shorts, then I stuffed everything into my back pack. When the door opened I
got on the elevator in my underpants and socks, and all the men already
inside seemed to like it. Several smiled at me, and a couple rubbed my
bottom or my crotch.

The elevator stopped and I got out and walked through the lobby in my
underpants, then walked outside and hopped onto my bike. I rode home and it
felt great that way, the wind hitting my body and lots of men seeing me in
my undies.

I got home, parked my bike, and headed inside. I dumbed everything in my
room and pulled off my school socks, so I was left in just my underpants. I
heard the doorbell ring, and I rand downstairs. Without thinking I opened
the door, and a delivery man was standing there. "Uh oh," I said, quickly
covering my undies with my pants, "I'm in my underwear! I don't have any
clothes on!"

The delivery man smiled and said, "That's OK, son, I don't mind," and
smiled at me.

When I pulled my hands away, my boner was obviously tenting my briefs. He
asked me to sign his little computer, and I could feel him brush against me
when he did.

After I signed and he gave me the package, he said, "Son, can you tell me
how to get to Maple Street?"

"Yes sir!" I said, running outside in my underwear with a hard-on. "I can
show you," I said, then proceeded to point him in the direction and give
him some directions. As I talked, he stood right next to me and reached
down to rub his hand on my bottom. I loved having him touch me there.

We stood in the driveway chatting for a few minutes, and he was asking me
about school. The whole time I was in underpants with him rubbing
me. Eventually he rubbed so hard that my undies began to slide down. Before
I knew it the head of my dick poked out above my underpants, and the
elastic of the waistband was rubbing against my boner. It felt so good, and
he kept rubbing me so that my briefs were slowly sliding down. The friction
against my dick and my excitement from being horny all day was getting to
me.

Then he gave my underwear another push and they slid all the way down. The
elastic rubbing against my dick caused it to start jerking and twitching,
then I said, "Uh oh!" as I felt the jizz about to shoot out. Then suddenly
the delivery man dropped to his knees and took my dick into his mouth and
began to suck just as I started to cum. He was sucking my cock out in
public, both of us standing right in the middle of the driveway, with me
now naked. It was awesome!

He sucked my dick until I stopped cumming, then I pulled it out, stepped
out of my undies, and ran back inside, totally naked. When I got to the
door I turned and waved at him, and I saw him pick up my underpants and
shove them into his pocket. I said goodbye and headed inside, wondering
what would happen tomorrow.