Date: Sun, 24 May 2015 10:41:32 +0000 (UTC)
From: Cole Evans <showoff4dad@yahoo.com>
Subject: My Son Shows-Off at Church - 7

My Son Shows-Off at Church - 7
by Cole Evans
showoff4dad@yahoo.com

My son Cole was wearing a pair of very old and thin dress pants to
church. He had had them so long, I was sure that the stitching was getting
pretty weak. I told him the trousers would probably only last for one more
wearing.

We sat down in a pew in the back of the church, and another father with a
son about the same age as Cole sat next to us. Cole of course slipped off
his dress shoes as soon as we sat down. When the first hymn began and
everyone stood, Cole shoved his hands into his pants pockets. As he did I
could hear a ripping noise. I looked down to see that the stitches on the
sides of his trousers had torn away, exposing Cole's white briefs on both
sides.

I could just hear the boy next to Cole whisper to his dad that the boy's
pants had ripped, exposing his underwear. The father shushed him, but both
looked. Cole was looking down at the torn sides of his pants. As he pulled
on them a bit to see the damage, he ended up ripping them more so that the
sides of his underpants were completely exposed.

When the hymn ended and we sat down, I noticed that Cole was of course hard
and rubbing himself. I also noticed the boy next to him glancing over
often. With the next hymn, we all stood. I accidentally (sort of) kicked
one of Cole's shoes. He bent over to move it back to where it was, and as
he did so, we again heard a ripping noise. The back seam of his pants had
torn wide open, exposing the rear of his underpants.

The boy next to Cole again noticed and whispered to his father about my
son's torn pants and exposed undies. Again Cole looked at the damage,
pulling on his pants and ripping them even more in the process. He looked
down and realized the seam had ripped up the front too, so now the front of
his trousers were torn open. His briefs were exposed on all sides. With the
boy next to him and his father staring, Cole made minimal efforts to cover
his underwear using his hands. He pulled on his trousers a bit, but that
only ripped them more. Though he seemed embarrassed, the erection tenting
his briefs indicated otherwise. The boy next to him was practically
staring, seemingly concerned about his embarrassing situation.

We all sat back down, Cole now with his torn trousers and underwear
exposed. He couldn't help but rub his erect penis through the material of
his tightie whities. I noticed that the boy kept glancing over. At the next
hymn, we all stood. I again kicked one of Cole's shoes away. This time when
he bent over to retrieve it, his pants ripped right up through the
waistband. Simultaneously the buttons on his too-tight shirt all popped
off. So when he stood up, the remnants of his trousers fell to the floor
while the front of his shirt gaped open. He was now standing in church in
an open shirt, underpants and socks. He looked down at himself for a
moment, then attempted to cover himself with his hands.

The boy next to us had a shocked look on his face staring at my son now
half-dressed. He whispered something to his father that I could not hear,
and he looked too. I told Cole that since it was the last hymn, we could
sneak out of church early. He stepped out of the torn remains of his pants
and walked out of church in just the shirt, underwear and socks. I picked
up his shoes and carried them for him.

Once outside the church, I turned to see that the man and his son who had
been next to us had followed us out. The father stopped me and told me he
was sorry my son had problems, but that he should not feel embarrassed in
front of them. After all, we were all men. He invited us to lunch, and said
he had some old clothes of his son's in the car that Cole could wear.

We happily agreed and followed them to his car. The man introduced us to
his son, whose name was Jason. The father handed Cole an old pair of pants
and shirt of Jason's, and my son slipped them on. He left his old shirt on
the ground. The father told Cole that Jason no longer wore the clothes, so
he need not worry about returning them.

Not long after we sat down in a booth at the restaurant. I began talking to
Jason's father as the boys chatted. I could overhear their conversation
though, and Cole was telling Jason about how his clothes had been ripped at
school recently. Cole told Jason the story.

Cole gets teased by the boys in his last class of the day. One day Cole sat
down in his desk. He immediately sensed something was wrong, but he was not
sure what it was. He knew all the boys around him were snickering. When he
tried to move, he began to realize what he thought had happened; the boys
had put some kind of glue or cement on his desk chair so he would stick. He
tried to move his shoes and couldn't, so they must have put glue on the
floor too.

As class was nearing the end, Cole knew he was going to have to try to get
up. He sensed the boys around him giggling, knowing what was going to
happen. The bell rang, and Cole tried to move his feet, but his shoes were
cemented to the floor. He decided to quickly stand up and see what
happened. When he stood, the front of his shirt ripped open at the same
time that the front of his school trousers tore open. Both the shirt and
pants, now ripped, were still glued to the seat. So Cole was standing with
no shirt and his chest exposed and no pants down to his knees, his
underpants exposed. And of course, all of the boys were laughing.

As Cole tried to move, he fell forward. He was able to pull his feet and
legs out of his shoes and the legs of his pants to free himself. Once he
did though, he realized he was standing in class in nothing but underpants
and socks, and with all of the boys around him in hysterics. To make things
worse, he had worn super hero undies instead of regular underwear, so all
of the boys were teasing him about those as well. Cole tried to cover
himself with his hands to little effect, and ran out of the classroom. In
the hallway, more boys laughed at him running around in his underwear. And
by this time, of course, Cole had an erection tenting his underwear.

Finally Cole found a closet in which to hide for a few minutes as the
majority of boys left the school. When he finally emerged, he ran into his
favorite teacher, Mr. Brown, who taught his religion class. Cole explained
what had happened, and Mr. Brown offered him a ride home in his
car. Mr. Brown was young, slender and very good looking. Cole was excited
to have the chance to sit next to him in his car.

A few minutes later, Cole was seated next to his teacher in the man's
car. Cole was telling him what had happened in class. Although embarrassed,
Cole was also excited, especially telling his story to Mr. Brown. As Cole
talked, he could not help but rub his boner through his underwear. The more
the pair talked, the more Cole rubbed himself through his briefs. Mr. Brown
even commented on what cute super hero underpants he was wearing. As soon
as the man said that, Cole lost control and began to ejaculate into his
briefs. He apologized to his teacher, but Mr. Brown told him it was healthy
and normal and not to be embarrassed.

Mr. Brown pulled up in front of Cole's house. The boy quickly slipped his
cum-filled underwear down and kicked them off, leaving them on the floor of
his teacher's car. He hopped out of the car naked except for socks, thanked
his teacher, then ran to the front porch to find the hidden key and go
inside.

As Cole finished his story, both he and I realized that Jason, while
listening, had opened up his pants and had exposed his erection. He had
been openly masturbating at the table as he listened to Cole tell his
story, almost as if he were in a trance an unaware that he was doing
it. Jason's father seemed to become aware too, and asked in a shocked voice
if he was actually masturbating at the table?

Jason stopped, suddenly aware that he was openly jacking off in front of
his father. He tried to mutter an apology to his dad, but he didn't get far
before he lost control and ejaculated all over himself. Helpless to stop
it, Jason sat shooting cum all over his clothes while sitting at the table
right in front of his father. Looking scared and embarrassed, Jason stuffed
his still-spurting cock back into his pants. As he did, his father
apologized for his son's behavior. I assured him that it was normal
behavior for boys, and that my son did it as well. Jason took the check and
left, and we agreed to meet up again.

Cole and I got into my convertible to drive home. Cole realized that the
clothes he was wearing were not his, and that he did not need to keep
them. I nodded at him, knowing what he wanted to do. As we were driving,
Cole took off one of his shoes and tossed it out of the car. It was shortly
followed by the second shoe. Next Cole pulled off his shirt and tossed it
out of the car. Then he took off his pants, and they were thrown out as
well. He rubbed himself through his underwear for a bit, and by this time a
man in a truck had noticed and was driving next to us, enjoying the
show. Cole slipped the white briefs down and then off, and they too were
tossed out of the car.

Cole was now naked in my convertible, openly masturbating as the man in the
truck alongside of us watched. Cole was so excited, it only took him a few
minutes before he was ejaculating. The man in the trunk honked his horn and
gave Cole a thumbs up before driving on.

The next day in school, as Cole told me later that day, he had a surprise
in Mr. Brown's religion class. He first noticed the boys around him
snickering. Then he realized that his teacher was wearing white linen
trousers that were quite see-through. The boys around him were not only
laughing at the fact that their teacher's underwear was showing, but also
at his choice of underpants. Cole took a closer look and realized that
Mr. Brown was wearing the super hero underpants he had left behind in the
man's car. Although they were obviously a bit stretched-out, Mr. Brown was
slender enough that he was able to get Cole's underpants on.

Cole began to get very excited knowing that his teacher was not only
wearing his underpants, but that was wearing see-through pants so that all
of the boys could see them. Cole wondered if his teacher had put them on
with his cum still in them. The thought was getting Cole very excited, and
he was as hard as a rock.

Mr. Brown gave the class an assignment to work on individually at their
desks. Most of the boys settled down and got busy. As the boys worked,
Mr. Brown walked around the classroom checking papers. Cole noticed that
his teacher spent much of his time near him, frequently bending over so
that Cole got a good look at his underpants showing through his teacher's
trousers. Cole became so excited, he couldn't stop himself from unzipping
his pants, reaching in and rubbing his boner through his briefs.

His teacher kept moving closer, bending often so that Cole got a nice look
at his underpants showing. He occasionally heard boys around him snicker,
but he realized the boy sitting right next to him was not laughing but was
staring at him. Cole looked over and saw that the boy was watching Cole
masturbating and rubbing himself as he watched. Cole motioned toward the
boy's lap, and he understood and also unzipped his pants. Now both boys
were rubbing themselves through their underwear.

Mr. Brown was staying near Cole and the other boy, so Cole was getting good
looks at his teacher wearing his underwear. The boy next to him was mostly
staring at Cole. So Cole pulled his erection out of his underwear and pants
and began openly masturbating at his desk. He looked over at the boy next
to him, who looked shocked. But after a minute, the boy too pulled out his
erect cock. Now both boys were openly jacking off in class.

Mr. Brown turned toward the boys, walked right up to Cole's desk, leaned
over and looked at his paper. His eyes drifted down to his student's
exposed erection which he was stroking. Mr. Brown smiled and winked at
Cole, then turned toward the boy next to him. As his teacher leaned over
the other boy's desk, Cole got a clear look at his super hero underpants
showing through Mr. Brown's thin trousers. Just at that moment, Cole let
out a small gasp and began ejaculating.

Mr. Brown turned around just in time to watch Cole spurt his cum all over
his school uniform pants. When he turned back toward the other student,
that boy was doing the same. The teacher smiled and winked at both boys
before returning to his desk at the front of the classroom. The bell rang,
and Cole was still zipping up his pants as he walked out of the classroom,
excited for what might happen the next day.