Date: Sun, 11 Jan 2015 15:38:11 +0000 (UTC)
From: Cole Evans <showoff4dad@yahoo.com>
Subject: My Son Shows Off at Church 6

My Son Shows-Off at Church Ð 6
by Cole Evans
showoff4dad@yahoo.com

Cole was very excited. We had met another father and son who wanted to meet
us at church on Sunday and then go out for a nice lunch afterward. So today
he wanted to do a few things to get ready, the first being getting a
haircut.

We walked into the barbershop, and Cole ran right to the chair of his
favorite barber. Cole loved getting his hair cut, especially when Carl was
his barber. Carl put the cape over Cole to get him ready, than began
buzzing his hair. As soon as Carl started, my son began to rub himself
furiously under the cape; it was obvious from the motion of his
arm. Something about haircuts always gets Cole so turned on.

As Carl picked up the scissors and began to snip away at my son's hair,
Cole closed his eyes and scrunched up his face, concentrating on pleasuring
himself under the cape. Carl of course knew what Cole liked to do during
his cuts, and the barber didn't mind at all. In fact I am pretty sure he
enjoys it as well.

I could now see both of Cole's arms moving under the cape, and I knew my
son was undoing and pushing down his pants. As he rubbed himself, probably
through his underwear, he wiggled his feet causing the heels of his loafers
to pop off. Carl turned the boy's chair slightly and lifted up his cape a
bit to get a peek underneath. He and I both got a glimpse of Cole's white
briefs, now with his cock poking out of the fly.

As Carl cut his hair, Cole continued to masturbate under the cape. He
flexed his feet and wiggled his toes until his loafers were dangling, then
finally dropped off onto the floor. Carl just kicked them away and
continued cutting my son's hair. Cole looked like he was in a trance as he
masturbated harder and more furiously under the cape. It would be obvious
to anyone who looked carefully what my son was doing.

Carl kept cutting my son's hair while Cole kept masturbating. A few times
Carl leaned in close enough to rub his erection against Cole's arm. A
couple of times he stayed that way for a minute, as Cole's moving arm was
rubbing against his hard-on. Soon Cole was obviously getting close to
climax as he was jacking off faster and his entire body was twitching. Carl
picked up a comb and leaned in close to comb Cole's hair.

Suddenly Cole's body had a spasm as the boy began shooting cum. His hand
kept moving as he shot his load. There was so much cum, it was hitting the
underside of the cape and soaking through. I saw Carl's body twitch as
well, and I realized the barber was cumming in his pants. As soon as they
had both shot their load, Carl whipped away the cape. Although Cole had
gotten his dick put away, he still had his trousers down and underwear
exposed when the cape was removed. He stood up, pulled and zipped up his
pants, then found his loafers and stepped into them. I gave Carl a tip,
though for some reason he never charged us for Cole's haircuts.

Next I took Cole to get a new suit for church tomorrow. The tailor knew us
well as he had to provide many suits for Cole; my son had a habit of going
through them quickly. The tailor, Dominic, greeted us and took Cole to the
three-way mirror in the store for a fitting. Cole had no shame in
undressing in the store to try on suits. In no time he was down to an
undershirt, underpants and socks. But Cole told Dominic he wanted to look a
little more adult this time. I suspected that that was because the boy we
were meeting tomorrow at church is younger than Cole, and perhaps my son
wanted to feel like a big brother to him. So Dominic led my son away for a
moment, then returned with Cole who now had on full dress socks with
garters. He had seen dads wear these, and I knew he would feel sexy in
them.

Cole stood looking at himself in the mirror, clearly excited. A few of the
men in the store were noticing too. Dominic started to dress Cole, first
putting a white dress shirt on him. The shirt was thin so that the
undershirt showed through. Next Dominic stood behind my son to put on the
boy's tie. Then the tailor helped Cole step into the trousers, followed by
the suit jacket. Finally he helped him step into a pair of shiny new dress
shoes. From the way Cole was rubbing himself, he obviously liked his new
outfit.

I pulled Dominic aside for a moment to ask him if he had done the seams of
the suit as we had discussed. He assured me that he had followed the
instructions, and the suit would be just as Cole and I wanted.

Dominic busied himself running his hands up and down Cole's new suit,
making sure it fit properly. After he was satisfied, he helped my son
undress. First he helped Cole step out of the shoes, then slid off the suit
jacket. He undid Cole's trousers and helped the boy step out of them, the
unbuttoned and slid off his shirt. After Dominic left to package up the new
clothes, Cole stood looking at himself in the mirror in just his socks and
underwear. I knew he felt like he was growing up and was clearly excited,
judging from the way he was rubbing himself through his briefs.

After the tailor brought out the clothes and I paid the bill, Cole gave
Dominic a hug. Then my son walked out of the shop, apparently forgetting
that he was wearing only socks and undergarments. I grabbed his clothes and
followed him out, noticing that several men on their way into the shop gave
my son an appreciative glance.

Inside the car Cole looked down and said, "Dad, I'm still in my
underwear. I forgot to get dressed! I guess I was so excited, I didn't even
think about it!"

I smiled and said, "I noticed. It's O.K. And I think you look very handsome
in your more adult clothes."

Cole smiled at me as he rubbed himself through his underwear. "I can't wait
until tomorrow when we meet the new dad and his son," said Cole as he took
off his undershirt. "I hope they like me."

"I am sure they will like you," I said to Cole as I watched him strip off
his underpants. He was now wearing just his new full dress socks with
garters. "The father will think you are a handsome young man, and the son
will think of you as a big brother." As I talked, I knew I was exciting
Cole. He was using one hand to jack his cock and the other to finger his
rectum. "I know they are going to think you are so sexy, Cole." The more I
talked, the more Cole moaned, fingering himself and jacking his cock. He
was concentrating so hard he didn't even notice the man in the SUV looking
down in the window at my boy.

"I know you want the dad and his son to see you in your underwear, and with
a boner," I said to Cole as he moaned louder. "They are going to think you
look so hot, just like I do." Cole was digging his finger deeper into his
rectum and grunting. "And wait until they see you shoot your cum like a
young man." With that Cole dug his finger into his rectum, let out a long
moan, and began shooting cum as he continued to stroke his dick. Since we
were at a traffic light, the man in the SUV next to us got a nice view of
my son shooting his load all over himself. I knew church the next day would
be fun.

On Sunday Cole was dressed in his new suit and shoes, and also with the new
socks and garters. Underneath he wore an undershirt and underpants. He was
already turned on, and as we walked into church, Cole's boner was
practically poking through his suit trousers.

As soon as we walked I ran into the father and son we were meeting, Rob
Peters and his son Richie. We all shook hands, and Rob rubbed Cole's back a
bit as he took in my son's obvious erection. We decided to find a pew in
the balcony, which would be much less crowded and more private. We sat down
in a back pew with me next to Richie, who was next to Cole, and with Rob on
his other side.

"Do you like my new shoes?" Cole asked Richie right away. When the boy said
he did, Cole said, "I am going to take them off though; it's more
comfortable." He slipped off the new dress shoes and kicked them away under
the pew. "Why don't you take yours off?" he asked Richie. The boy agreed
and slipped off his shoes too. Cole then kicked those away under the pew as
well. "I like your socks," said Cole, admiring Richie's multi-colored
socks.

"Thanks," said Richie. He then pointed to the obvious tent in Cole's
trousers and said, giggling, "You have a boner!"

"Yeah, I get them all the time, even in church," said Cole, grinning. "Do
you want to feel it?" Richie became wide-eyed and nodded, so my son said,
"Go ahead." As his new friend felt the erection in his pants, Cole said,
"Mmmmm, that feels good." He reached over and began to rub Richie's penis
through the boy's trousers.

Cole, always polite with men he met, said, "How are you today Mr. Peters?"

"I'm good, thanks," said Rob. "How are you?"

"I'm horny, thanks," said Cole.

"I can see that, young man," answered Rob. "Maybe we can help you with
that."

"I am sure you can, sir," said Cole, all the time rubbing Richie's cock,
which was now obviously hard in his pants. "Do you like my new suit?" my
son asked.

"Yes, it is very nice," Rob answered.

"I don't think the tailor did a very good job with the stitching; it seems
pretty loose all over, look," Cole pulled on the sleeve of his jacket. The
threads unraveled and the seam began to come apart, pulling the sleeve away
from the shoulder. Cole's shirt could be seen where the suit material was
coming apart.

"I see," said Rob, "you will have to be careful of that."

"I know," said Cole, "imagine if my suit fell apart. I would be so
embarrassed."

The service began, and we all stood up. Cole stood behind Richie, reaching
around to rub the boy's dick through his pants while he rubbed his own
boner against the boy's rear end. I reached over and began to tug at the
sleeve of Cole's jacket. The stitches on that side also began to unravel as
the fabric separated. After a few minutes of tugging, the sleeve came away
and slid off of my son's arm and onto the floor.

On the other side of Cole, Rob began to pull on the other sleeve, the one
that had already started to come undone. As he pulled, more stitches
unraveled and the fabric tore apart. Cole let his arm drop to his side as
the sleeve slid onto the floor, then he went back to fondling Richie. He
was humping the boy harder and faster as Rob and I pulled apart his jacket.

Rob and I now began to take turns pulling on the fabric of Cole's suit
jacket, and the seams all began to unravel and come undone. Rob pulled the
collar off as I ripped open the back seam. Cole was grinding into Richie's
bottom as all of the pieces of fabric that had been his jacket fell away,
landing on the floor. Rob and I just kicked the scraps away.

The hymn ended and we all sat back down. Both boys were hard, and Cole was
rubbing himself while stroking Richie through his trousers. Both Rob and I
were hard too watching our sons have fun together.

When the next hymn began and we all stood again, Cole once again stood
behind Richie so that he could rub up against him. I reached out and began
pulling on the side of Cole's trousers. The side seam gave away and the
pants pulled apart, exposing my son's white underwear as well as his
skin. On the other side Rob yanked on Cole's trousers so that his underwear
and leg were exposed on both sides.

Rob continued to pull on Cole's pants, now ripping open the back to expose
my son's rear end clad in the tight white briefs. I began pulling on the
front so that the fly of his underwear was exposed. We both kept yanking on
the sides, ripping the trousers down to his ankles and exposing his socks
and garters. The more we pulled, the harder Cole was rubbing up against
Richie.

After a few minutes more of ripping and tearing, the remnants of what had
been Cole's pants fell to the ground, and once again Rob and I kicked the
fabric away. I decided we should finish things, and I pulled off Cole's tie
and tossed it away. Rob reached out and ripped open my son's dress shirt,
buttons flying everywhere. He pulled the shirt off of Cole and kicked it
away. My son now stood in church wearing only an undershirt, briefs, full
dress socks and garters. We could all see that he was hard as a rock, his
rigid cock tenting his underwear.

Excited as he was, Cole now turned his attention to Richie. He unbuttoned
the boy's shirt and slid it off his shoulders. Then he undid the boy's
trousers, helping Richie step out of them. All the while he was rubbing the
boy's boner through his colorful cartoon undies. It was clear that Richie
was now as excited as Cole to be standing in church in his underwear and
socks.

 Rob and I, now both mesmerized by our sons, simultaneously unzipped our
trousers and pulled out our cocks. We both jacked ourselves for a minute
watching our underwear-clad sons as Cole rubbed up against Richie. We were
still jacking when the hymn ended and we all sat down.

As soon as we were seated, Cole saw that Rob had his cock out. Immediately
he got down onto his knees on the floor, took Rob's dick in his mouth, and
began licking and sucking. Richie watched for a minute, then curled up on
the pew next to me, his head in my lap. Then he moved a bit until my dick
slid into his mouth. The way he was sucking my cock, I was pretty sure he
had done this with his father before.

Rob and I leaned back, enjoying the sensation of each other's son working
our hard dicks with their mouths and tongues. I reached down and began to
fondle Richie's boner through his cartoon underpants, while Rob slipped off
his shoe and used his socked foot to massage my son's cock through his
briefs. Both boys were letting out very soft moans that I hoped no one else
would hear.

After a bit, Rob looked around to make certain our area was relatively
deserted. Seeing no one around, he pulled my son's head away from his
cock. Rob gently pushed Cole down onto his stomach on the floor, then got
down on top of him. Rob pulled the back of my son's underpants down a bit,
then slid his cock inside Cole's bottom. My son gasped, then moaned, as he
felt Rob's rigid dick sliding into him. I knew he would be excited at the
idea of being in his underwear, rubbing his boner against the church floor
as his new friend pumped his hard cock inside of him.

I decided to follow suit and gently stretched Richie out onto the pew. Then
I leaned over him, pulled down the back of his underpants, and slid my cock
inside. Richie grunted and moaned and began grinding his crotch into the
wooden pew. Having the boy writhing around in his underpants underneath me
while I, fully dressed in my suit, pushed my hard dick into his rectum, had
me extremely aroused. At the same time I looked down to see Rob in a
similar situation with my son, Cole moaning and wiggling around on the
floor.

Luckily this happened during the sermon, so we had time to enjoy the
experience. After a bit, I could tell both Rob and I were building up to a
climax. Rob was the first to have an orgasm. His body tensed as he rammed
his hard cock into my son's behind, then relaxed as his dick shot its load
of cum. Seeing that made me empty my own load of cum into Richie's
rectum. From the way the boy's body was twitching and shuddering, I knew he
was also reaching orgasm. I looked over to see Cole stand up with a huge
wet spot on the front of his underpants from his own cum. I also noticed
his white underwear had gotten dirty from his being on the floor.

I helped Richie get dressed, pulling on his shirt and trousers and doing
them up for him. I found his shoes and slipped them on his feet. I
whispered to Rob that I should probably sneak Cole out of church before the
end of service since he no longer had a suit to wear out. I told him we
would meet them at the restaurant.

I told Cole to find his shoes and put them on, but to leave everything
else. He walked out of church wearing his undershirt, underpants, socks and
shoes. It looked pretty funny seeing him in shoes but no clothes, but I
knew he loved it. I led Cole out to the car, where he dressed in the
back-up clothes we had thought to bring: a nice shirt and trousers.

We arrived at the restaurant first and were seated in a booth where our
favorite server would wait on us. Rob and his son Richie arrived a few
minutes later. Richie sat next to me in the booth, with Cole sitting next
to Rob.

I pulled Richie close to me, pretending to help him with his menu. But
really I used it as an excuse to begin undressing the boy. First I pulled
off his shoes and dropped them onto the floor. I kicked them away so they
ended up under the booth behind me. Then I undid his pants, wiggled them
down and then off. I dropped them on the floor and kicked them away with
his shoes. Richie was already hard in his cartoon underpants. Lastly I
slipped off the boy's shirt, leaving him in his undershirt. I reached my
around the boy and, with my hand, began to fondle his erection through his
briefs. He leaned closer to me and moaned.

I heard shoes hitting the floor and knew that Rob was undressing Cole. In a
moment both boys were sitting in the booth wearing only underpants,
undershirts and socks. Both were moaning softly as Rob and I massaged their
hard cocks. We didn't even stop when the server came to take our order.

Cole said that he wanted to use the restroom, and luckily we were sitting
pretty much next to the men's room. Cole got up in just his white briefs,
undershirt, dress socks and garters, and padded off to the restroom. We all
looked at his cute rear end in his undies as he walked away. The only
people who saw were two men sitting in the booth behind me, and Cole just
smiled at them as he walked by.

A moment later Richie said he wanted to use the restroom too, so he got up
and walked there. He looked equally cute in his underpants, undershirt and
socks. Soon I heard one of the men at the table behind me excuse himself to
use the restroom. I waited for a bit, then headed there myself.

When I walked in, the boys were standing at the sinks, pretending to wash
their hands. The man from the other table was at the urinal, but mostly
watching the boys. I walked right up behind Richie and put my arms around
him. As I rubbed his chest and fondled his cock through his underpants, the
boy moaned and leaned back closer to me. I pressed against him and began
rubbing my erection against him.

I was hoping to get the man interested in my son, and sure enough after a
minute he moved over so that he was behind Cole. My son moaned as the man
began to feel him all over. Cole wiggled his rear end, getting it close
enough so that he could feel the man's erection. After a few minutes the
man lost his inhibitions and began to undress. First he kicked off his
dress shoes, then quickly shed his jacket and tie. He unbuttoned his shirt,
letting it fall to the floor, then his trousers, quickly stepping out of
them. I was surprised to see that he was now dressed almost identically to
my son, wearing a white undershirt, white briefs, dress socks and
garters. Cole groaned, and I knew he was enjoying having a man in his socks
and underwear grinding up against him.

Richie was mesmerized by watching my son and the man grinding against him,
so he barely noticed as I pulled his underpants down to his ankles. Richie
just stepped out of his undies almost automatically. As we watched, the man
pulled off Cole's undershirt, dropping it onto the floor, then took off his
own. Then the man pulled my son's underpants down and off, followed with
his own. Now the man and both boys stood wearing nothing but their socks.

I unzipped my pants, pulled out my throbbing hard-on, and slid it into
Richie's rear end. He grunted as he felt me slide into him. Next to me the
man was doing the same with my son, sliding his hard cock inside of him. We
both stood there thrusting our dicks as hard as we could as the boys moaned
and wiggled with pleasure. After only a few minutes, the man next to me let
out a loud groan as he reached orgasm, filling my son's rectum with
cum. That set me off, and I emptied my own load into Richie's waiting rear
end. Finally I looked over to watch Cole spurting his semen all over the
restroom sink.

I quickly slid my cock out and zipped up my pants. I turned to head out of
the restroom, and as I opened the door, a man walked in. I couldn't resist
turning around to watch the reactions. The man who had just walked in
froze, staring at a naked man and two naked boys. The man who was caught
seemed to be suddenly aware of his situation, and he tried using his hands
to cover his naked body. Then he began grabbing at his clothes on the
floor, hurriedly pulling them on. I smiled and walked out.

A moment later the man who had been caught came out of the restroom, now
mostly dressed. He slid back into the booth behind me as his companion
asked him where his shoes were. When the boys emerged wearing only
underwear and socks, Rob and I quickly herded them out of the restaurant.

One day I picked up Cole after school. He was so excited to tell me what
had happened that day, he could barely wait until he shut the car door
before he started to maturbate. As he began his story, his started pulling
off his school uniform. Since we were still in front of the school, I was
certain some of the students could see him.

Cole began to tell me about his religion class with Mr. Brown. He showed
his students a film in class, so as soon as the bell rang, Mr. Brown
started the movie and turned out all of the lights. The room was very dark,
so none of the boys could see much beyond what was just around them. After
he had shut off the lights, Mr. Brown made his way to the back of the
classroom and sat down in an empty desk to watch the film with the
boys. Luckily for Cole, the desk where his teacher sat was right behind
him.

As soon as his teacher sat down, Cole felt Mr. Brown's legs on either side
of him. He reached down and could feel his teacher's shoes. Taking a
chance, Cole untied his teacher's dress shoe, then slowly pulled it off the
man's foot. Cole could feel Mr. Brown's toes wiggling inside his socks and
rubbing against him, so he knew his teacher was enjoying it. He dropped the
shoe to the floor, and the unmistakable sound of a shoe hitting the floor
was heard throughout the classroom.

Cole then untied the shoelace of his teacher's other shoe, pulling it off
and dropping it to the floor as well. Mr. Brown's feet disappeared for a
minute, then Cole felt his teacher's socked feet pushing on the heels of
his loafers. Cole lifted up his feet slightly, letting his teacher pop off
his loafers. It felt great getting his shoes off, and he loved the sound of
the loafers sliding away across the floor. Mr. Brown's socked feet then
reappeared on either side of his seat.

As he sat stroking Mr. Brown's socked feet, Cole began to hear the sound of
shoes coming off and dropping onto the floor as other boys emulated their
teacher. Other boys were kicking off shoes, and Cole heard them sliding
along the floor as his had done. All of this was getting Cole very excited.

Soon Mr. Brown's socked feet found their way to Cole's lap, where they
began to rub the boy's boner through his school uniform trousers. Cole just
leaned back and enjoyed the sensation of having his teacher massaging his
erection for a few minutes. After a bit, Cole heard the unmistakable sound
of a zipper being unzipped behind him. He knew his teacher had unzipped his
pants, and he wondered if that was a signal. So Cole loudly unzipped his
trousers.

Soon Cole could hear trousers being unzipped all around the classroom. He
was certain that a number of boys in class were taking advantage of the
darkness to secretly masturbate. Meanwhile his teacher had slid his socked
foot into Cole's open trousers and was rubbing his boner through his
underpants. Using his foot, Mr. Brown managed to pop the button off of the
waistband of Cole's trousers, so they were now fully open. He relaxed and
enjoyed having his teacher rubbing his erection.

Using his socked feet, Mr. Brown pulled Cole's shirt up and out of the way,
then slid his feet down into the boy's underpants. His teacher was now
sliding his socked feet up and down directly on his hard cock. It felt so
good that Cole let out a moan; he just couldn't help himself. As his
teacher continued to carress his rigid dick inside his underpants, Cole sat
in his desk letting out soft moans and groans from pleasure.

Soon Cole realized that he heard boys moaning throughout the classroom. He
knew that many of the boys must be openly masturbating at their desks. He
felt his teacher's feet sleep away, then realized that Mr. Brown was
sneaking away silently in his socked feet. His teacher quietly crept to the
side of the room to get to the light switch. He switched on the lights,
suddenly illuminating the room.

Cole looked around the room at the boys who were surprised by the lights
suddenly coming on. He could see that many of the boys had undone their
trousers and had their underpants exposed, while others had gone further
and exposed their naked erections. As soon as the lights went on, a number
of the boys began to ejaculate, possibly the result of having been caught
masturbating in class. Some of the boys were embarrassed to have been
caught by the teacher and were trying to cover up. Other boys didn't bother
but just let their cum shoot out without trying to hide it.

Seeing boys ejaculating all around him as well as being seen by his teacher
got Cole so excited, he began to shoot as well. He pulled down his
underpants and shot his cum all over his school uniform shirt. He was aware
that the boys around him and his teacher were all watching as he
ejaculated.

The bell rang and the boys began to tuck in their shirts, zip up their
trousers, and put on their shoes. Cole just sat, enjoying watching the boys
getting dresed in class. He let his cock empty its last bit of cum on his
uniform, the finally zipped up. He couldn't button his trousers since his
teacher had popped off the button. He did find his loafers and slip his
shoes back into them. Then Cole picked up his teacher's shoes, which were
still by his desk, and walked up to the front of the room. He handed them
to his teacher with a smile, then glanced down to notice the big wet spot
on the front of Mr. Brown's pants. Cole walked out of the classroom,
looking forward to what the next day might bring.