Date: Fri, 10 Oct 2014 19:58:14 +0000 (UTC)
From: Cole Evans <showoff4dad@yahoo.com>
Subject: My Son Shows Off at Church

My Son Shows Off at Church
by Cole Evans
showoff4dad@yahoo.com

(I am trying a new story idea, and I would be happy to hear from guys who
like it!)

My son, Cole, loves to show off. His favorite place to show off is church,
so naturally I take him every week to give him every opportunity to have
his fun.

This Sunday I can see that Cole is already excited with anticipation as we
walk into church. He is dressed in a suit, and for some reason dress
clothes always get him excited. Our church is never very crowded, and as
usual we sit in the back where only a few teenaged boys tend to sit. Today
I notice another father and son sitting in the pew in front of us.

The service begins and we all stand for the opening hymn. Cole already has
an erection, and I watch as he rubs himself up against the pew in front of
him. He gets so turned on he is practically humping the pew. I gently pull
him back by his shoulders to slow him down a bit, as I know we have the
entire service.

When the hymn ends and we are seated, Cole pushes off his slip-on dress
shoes using the toe of each foot. I can hear the shoes slide on the wood
floor as he kickes them under the pew in front of him. I look down as he
wiggles his toes in his dress socks, and I know he is getting comfortable.

Cole leans back in the pew and begins to rub his hard-on which is obviously
tenting his suit pants. He breaths a bit heavily as he rubs himself, and I
can feel his socked foot rubbing against my shoe. I can tell his is getting
more and more turned on as he fondles himself.

I heard the sound of a zipper unzipping, and I look down to see that Cole
has opened his trousers and has exposed his briefs. I also notice that the
father sitting in the pew in front of us has heard and is looking back at
my son. The good thing about church is that people are generally too
intimidated to say anything out loud.

My son continues to fondle his erection through his underpants, breathing
harder and rubbing his foot against mine harder and harder. Cole manages to
pop my loafer off so that he can rub his socked foot against mine.

Meanwhile I notice that the son sitting in front of us has discovered
Cole's shoes which ended up under his pew. The boy, a bit younger than my
son, looks at them and moves them around a bit with his feet.

When it is time for the next hymn, we all stand. Cole pops the button on
his suit pants, and they fall to his ankles. He steps out of them, kicking
them under his pew. He is now dressed only in briefs and socks from the
waist down but in his full suit from the waist up, so no one really
notices. As he did before, he rubs up against the pew as everyone sings the
hymn.

We sit back down, and Cole spreads out his legs so that his thigh rubs up
against mine. He rubs himself through his briefs more vigorously now, and
as he does, he continues to rub his socked feet against mine. The boy
sitting in front of him has now taken off his own shoes and slipped his
feet into Cole's shoes. Since the boy is younger than my son, the shoes are
a bit big on him. Cole has been watching the boy try on his shoes, and this
has made him hornier.

The father sitting in the pew in front of us continues to look back
occasionally to watch Cole masturbating. Now I know that he is enjoying the
show and won't cause us any trouble. Cole is getting more and more excited,
move his hips forward and backward as he strokes his cock through his
underwear and sliding against me.

We stand once again, this time for a prayer. Cole slides his briefs down
until they fall to his ankles. Then he steps out of his underpants and
kicks them forward under the pew in front of us. When we sit back down, he
is naked from the waist down except for his dress socks.

Meanwhile the father in front of us has discovered Cole's briefs and picked
them up. I am certain I catch him giving them a smell before he puts them
into his suit pocket. Cole now openly masturbates sitting in the pew. He
strokes his hard cock harder and harder as his breathing becomes louder. He
is so excited he is sliding around on the pew, rubbing right up against me
as he masturbates. The father in front of us is turning around more and
more frequently to watch.

Finally we stood for the final hymn of the service. I pulled Cole in front
of me. His socked feet were on top of mine, and he leaned back against
me. I reached around and took a hold of his hard cock, and I heard him moan
softly when I did. I began to gently stroke my son's cock, then started
pumping it harder and harder. Cole leaned back against me with his entire
weight as I stroked his dick harder and faster. The father in front of us
was now turned around, watching us.

I continued to stroke my son's dick as I heard him groan, then he began to
shoot wave after wave of cum onto the church floor. I kept pumping him as
he squirted his semen all over, and I could feel his entire body shaking
with pleasure. After he had shot his load, he continued to lean against me
for a few moments. Then he used his socked feet to mop up the cum on the
floor, and quickly got down to find his pants and put them back on. Since
his underwear was gone, he put on his trousers without them. I noticed a
wet spot on his pants from cum still oozing out.

Cole looked for his shoes, but saw only the shoes that the boy in front of
him had worn. Since the son was now wearing Cole's shoes, my son put the
younger boy's shoes on. Since they were small, Cole had to force his feet
into them, and they were obviously very tight. Cole zipped up his pants and
gave the father in front of us a smile as we headed out of the church.

The following week Cole again wore a suit to church. This week though he
wore the too-small shoes belonging to the other boy Cole had put on the
previous week. They were very tight, and I knew he couldn't wait to slip
them off.

Once again we sat in the back of church, and this week the father and son
who had sat in front of before now sat in the pew right next to us. The
father sat right next to Cole with his own son on the other side.

Immediately upon sitting down, Cole took off the shoes he was wearing. It
took quite an effort since they were so tight on him. He used the toe of
one shoe to pry off the other shoe, and he grunted with effort as the shoe
popped off and slid across the floor. He then used his socked toes to push
off the other shoe, but they kept slipping. Finally with a loud grunt the
shoe popped off and went flying. Cole was hard as a rock by the time he had
gotten the shoes off.

Next Cole slid his hand into his pocket, and I happened to know he was
wearing a pair of pants in which he had cut out the pocket. So he was able
to rub himself directly through his underwear. As we stood for the opening
hymn, Cole's hand was busy inside his pocketless trousers.

When we all sat back down, the father sitting next to Cole reached over and
places his hand gently on my son's thigh. When neither my son nor I stopped
him, the man slid his hand up to my son's crotch. Then the man was gently
caressing my son's erection through his pants. I was as turned on watching
as Cole was being fondled by another father.

As the other father carefully unbuttoned and unzipped Cole's pants, my son
slid as close to the man as he could so he could snuggle up against
him. The man gently rubbed my son's hard cock through his underpants.

When it came time to stand again for the next hymn, the man pulled my son
in front of him. The father rubbed his own suit-clad hard-on against Cole
as he reached around and fondled my son's erection. Cole's pants slid down,
and the man manipulated my son's cock through the material of his briefs.

Meanwhile the other father motioned for his son to move over toward me. The
boy stood in front of me, and I began to rub his shoulders and back. When
the hymn ended, I sat back down and the boy slid onto my lap. I continued
to rub my hands on his back as well as around to his chest, and I was
certain the boy could feel my erection poking his bottom through our pants.

I reached down and slid the boy's shoes off. Since he was wearing my son's
shoes, which were too big, the dress shoes came off easily. The boy wiggled
his toes inside his dress socks. I continued to move my hands all over his
body until I felt his boner tenting his dress pants.

I looked over to see the other father with his arms around my son, still
fondling Cole through his underwear. I saw that my boy's pants were off and
down on the floor. Cole was very excited and leaning as close to the man as
he could. With his socked feet, my son managed to pull the other father's
shoes off so they could rub socked feet together.

As I watched my son enjoying having the other father caress him, I unzipped
the pants of the boy now sitting in my lap. I looked down to see the boy's
brightly-colored underwear exposed, and I could feel the boy's boner
tenting the underpants.

We had to stand again for a prayer. The other father's son stood with his
socked feet on top of my shoes, and I continued to explore the boy's body
all over. Meanwhile Cole, whose underwear was now off and down on the floor
with his pants, leaned against the other father as the man ground his
suit-clad erection against Cole's naked buttocks. Simultaneously the man
was reaching around, pumping my son's exposed cock.

We sat back down, and the boy again sat on my lap. I continued to rub the
boy's penis through his underwear, and the boy was excited and squirming in
my lap. As he moved around, he wiggled his buttocks against my own
erection.

After doing this for some time, I felt the boy's body tense up, then shake
and twitch as he experienced orgasm. His buttocks rubbing against my
hard-on caused me to reach orgasm as well, and I felt hot cum shoot into my
underwear. I shot so much is soaked through my trousers and must have left
a wet spot on the rear of the boy's pants.

I looked over as Cole began breathing harder and faster. He was rubbing up
against the other dad, his head against his shoulder. Then he let out a
soft moan as he reached orgasm. The man pumped my son's cock as it emptied
wave after wave of cum all over Cole's lap and legs.

As soon as his dick had emptied itself of semen, the final hymn began. Cole
quickly got down on the floor to pull on his underwear, pants and shoes.
After the hymn, we headed out of church. Cole looked a bit disheveled with
cum stains on his clothes. The boy who had been in my lap walked out with
his pants still unzipped and in his socked feet, his father carrying the
boy's shoes. As we left, the other dad and I shook hands, agreeing to meet
again at church in the near future.