Date: Wed, 1 Jun 2005 15:17:30 -0700 (PDT)
From: Jay Daniels <soxandboxers@yahoo.com>
Subject: school show off - 3 

School Show Off - 3

Jay Daniels

soxandboxers@yahoo.com

Marc walked into Latin class, his favorite. Not that he particularly liked
learning Latin, in fact it was pretty hard. He liked it because the
teacher, Father Mike, was young and pretty cool and let guys get away with
a lot of things in class. Father Mike was the newest teacher at St. Peter's
School for boys, which Marc attended.

Marc sat down at his assigned desk which was almost in the back corner of
the room. He had on his grey dress pants, white shirt and tie that were the
school uniform. He also had on navy blue nylon dress socks and black
slip-on dress shoes. Underneath his uniform he wore Rick's boxers that he
had swiped from him yesterday in the library. Since then he had added a
couple of loads of his own jizz.

He liked how the boxers felt. Since he normally wore briefs, this was a
different experience. The loose boxers rubbed against his dick and make him
hard almost all of the time. So when he sat down in his desk he already had
an obvious boner in his pants. Dillon, the boy who sat right behind him in
the corner seat, noticed the boner tenting his pants. Marc smiled, enjoying
the attention.

Dillon couldn't help but notice Marc; he had been checking him out for
weeks. He loved watching Marc jack off in class; it made Latin class his
favorite too. As Marc sat down in his seat, Dillon noticed the boner in his
pants. He also noticed that he was wearing his dress pants low and had on a
thin, tight white dress shirt. It was so thin you could see a couple of
inches of the top of Marc's boxers showing through.

Dillon leaned forward and said to Marc, "You have on boxers today. Usually
it's briefs."

Marc smiled and replied, "They're a gift from a friend." Marc's boner
twitched thinking about Dillon sitting behind him every day, checking out
his underwear. He wore those thin white shirts on purpose so other guys
would notice his undies showing. "You like?"

"Yeah, they're cool," said Dillon, "but I liked your red briefs yesterday,
they were real hot. And they showed through your shirt real good."

"Thanks, maybe I will wear them again sometime," said Marc, smiling. As
Father Mike started today's lesson, Marc slid his socked feet out of his
shoes and slid them under his seat. He did this every day, pretending that
he didn't know what Dillon was up to behind him.

Every day in class Dillon loved to play with Marc's shoes. He figured he
was lucky Marc had never noticed. Some days he picked them up and took a
sniff, other days he took his own shoes off and rubbed his feet on Marc's
shoes. He always got a boner playing with Marc's shoes. Today he decided to
go a step further; he slid off his shoes and actually put Marc's on. They
were nice and loose from Marc always kicking them off in class.

Marc smiled to himself, knowing Dillon was having fun with his shoes
behind. He slid down in his seat and put his feet up on the desk in front
of him, giving Dillon and anyone else who wanted to look a nice view of his
socks.

Father Mike didn't mind if the boys got comfortable in class, so lots of
guys would kick off their shoes, take off their ties, and unbutton their
shirt collars. Marc always took things a little further. Today he took off
his tie and unbuttoned his shirt almost all the way down the front so that
as he moved around in his seat, his nipples would be exposed. He knew this
was going pretty far, but he also knew Father Mike wouldn't say anything to
him.

Being half undressed in class got Marc even hornier, so he started to rub
his boner through his pants. He noticed Father Mike every so often glancing
over at him to watch him stroke himself, and he also knew Dillon was
watching from behind him. Marc had forgotten to wear a belt that morning;
in fact he had gotten a demerit for it. But now he was glad he didn't have
one on. He reached down and undid the top button on his dress pants. Then
he slowly undid his zipper, so now the whole front of his pants were open
exposing the boxers and his boner tenting them.

Dillon almost exploded in his pants when he saw Marc unzip his. Marc
usually jacked off in class, but today he was going further than
usual. Dillon glanced at the front of the room; Father Mike was mostly
looking at Marc, so Dillon figured he wasn't paying any attention to
him. Dillon looked around to make sure no other guys were watching, then
reached under his desk and lowered the zipper on his pants. He reached
inside and felt his boner against his underwear. Then he reached inside the
fly of his briefs and pulled his hard-on out. It felt so good to have his
boner out in the open like that in class.

Marc heard Dillon unzip his pants behind him and knew what he was up
to. Marc moved around in his seat, and when he did his boner popped out of
the fly of his boxers. He could hear Dillon make a noise behind him when
that happened. He started to jerk himself off.

When Dillon saw Marc's boner pop out of his underwear, he couldn't stop
himself from letting a little moan escape from his mouth. As he watched
Marc stroke his hard-on, Dillon kept jacking his own dick under his
desk. He kept looking around to make sure nobody was looking, but other
guys in class were either paying attention to the lesson or watching Marc
out of the corner of their eyes.

Dillon and Marc were both going at it, stroking their dicks in class, when
Father Mike reminded everyone that class was ending early for a special
assembly. Periodically the school held special lectures in the auditorium
that all the boys were expected to attend. Both Dillon and Marc had
forgotten about the assembly. Dillon reluctantly stuffed his dick, still
hard, back in his briefs and zipped up his pants. He started to take off
Marc's shoes, but then decided to keep them on. He pushed his own shoes up
under Marc's desk.

After Father Mark told the class to get ready for the assembly, Marc
buttoned up his shirt, tucked it back into his pants, and zipped up the
fly. He sat up and slid his feet back into his shoes. He knew immediately
that they weren't his and figured Dillon must be having some fun with him.

Marc stood up and turned around. "Want to walk to the auditorium together?"
he asked Dillon.

"Sure, sounds good," answered Dillon.

As the two walked together, Marc looked down and smiled when he saw Dillon
wearing his shoes. When they got to the auditorium Marc said "I like to sit
in the back," and headed that way with Dillon following.

Marc and Dillon sat down in the back row of the auditorium in a
corner. They slid into the not-too-uncomfortable upholstered seats that had
been part of the auditorium renovation a year earlier. As the lecture
started the lights went down and the boys found themselves sitting in near
darkness.

"Guess I'll make myself comfortable," Marc whispered to Dillon. He kicked
off his shoes, which were actually Dillon's, then took off his tie and
unbuttoned some of the buttons on his shirt. Dillon didn't want to go as
far as Marc, but he did take off his shoes and loosen his tie and
collar. He slid his socked feet against the carpet over toward
Marc's. Eventually his foot bumped Marc's, and he pulled back slightly. But
he noticed that Marc didn't pull his foot back, so Dillon slid his foot
against Marc's and left it there. After a couple of minutes, he felt Marc
start to slide his socked foot against his. He liked the way it felt and
wiggled his toes. Then Marc slid his foot on top of Dillon's and the two
rubbed their feet together. Dillon had always had a crush on Marc and
couldn't believe Marc was finally paying attention to him.

Marc was getting hornier as he rubbed his socked feet all over Dillon's. He
reached over and placed his hand on Dillon's thigh. As he did so, he felt
Dillon twitch just a little bit. He slid his hand across Dillon's pants
until he felt his boner, so he knew he was enjoying this. Marc looked over
at the boy on the other side of him. It was Gil, one of the geeky science
kids. Marc knew Gil wouldn't have the guts to say anything if he saw him
have a little fun with Dillon. In fact he might even enjoy watching.

Dillon let out a gasp as he felt Marc begin to unbuckle his belt. Then he
felt the top button of his uniform pants come undone. Then he could feel
his zipper doing down. Dillon looked down as the zipper was opened and his
white briefs came into view. He panicked and looked around, but no one
could really see what was going on except for maybe Gil. He reached over
and felt for the waistband of Marc's pants. He found the button and undid
it, then slid down his zipper. The whole time he did this Marc was rubbing
Dillon's boner through his briefs.

After Dillon got Marc's pants open, Marc lifted up off the seat and slid
his pants down to his knees. He then let his pants fall to his ankles, and
since he wasn't wearing shoes the pants slid completely off his
legs. Dillon couldn't believe that Marc was sitting there in just his
boxers and socks from the waist down. Then Dillon felt Marc start to tug on
his pants, and he realized that he wanted Dillon to take his pants off too.

Dillon whispered to Marc, "No."

But Marc whispered back to him, "Yes," with a mischievous smile.

Dillon could feel Marc continue to pull at his pants, and he tried to hold
onto them as best he could. Then he saw Marc get down on the floor and
crouch in front of Dillon's seat. Dillon felt a tug and felt his pants
slide down to his thighs. Then another tug and his pants went down to his
ankles. From there it was easy for Marc to pull Dillon's pants all the way
off. Dillon panicked as he realized he was half naked in the school
auditorium wearing just briefs and socks below the waist.

Marc sat back in his seat. He was turned on knowing both he and Dillon were
in their underwear, especially as he knew Dillon was freaking out. He
reached over and started rubbing Dillon's boner through his briefs. Marc
was really turned on by now, so he decided to really go for it. He leaned
over Dillon's lap, pulled the front of his briefs down so his boner popped
out, and took it in his mouth. He could hear Dillon gasp and feel him
twitch as he took his penis into his mouth. Marc began sucking away on
Dillon's five inch dick. He could taste the salty pre-cum as it oozed out
of the head of Dillon's hard-on. Marc licked the shaft and swirled his
tongue on the head of the penis. As he was working Dillon's dick, Marc
realized that unknown hands were pulling on his boxers. He lifted his hips
up slightly off the seat and felt the hands slide his boxers down over his
thighs and down his legs. Then the boxers were gone and Marc was naked from
the waist down except for his nylon dress socks.

Then Marc shuddered as he felt a mouth close around his erection. This
mouth felt so good as it licked and sucked on his boner. He closed his eyes
and enjoyed the dual sensation of sucking a guy's dick while another guy
worked on his. He wondered who it was going at it. After a few minutes, he
felt Dillon start to squirm and knew he was about to cum. Then Marc tasted
the jizz as Dillon shot wave after wave of cum into his mouth. At the same
time Marc lost his load and felt the unknown mouth suck up every drop of
his jizz. Marc sat up just in time to see Gil straighten up and wipe his
mouth, and Marc smiled to himself.

Marc looked on the floor trying to find his clothes. The boxers were
nowhere to be found. Then he looked over and saw a bit of the material
sticking out of Gil's backpack. Marc grinned, knowing Rick's boxers were
getting a good work-out. He pulled his pants back up without bothering with
underwear.

Dillon couldn't believe that Marc had just given him a blow job. After Marc
had let go of his dick, Dillon pulled his underwear back up and could feel
cum still oozing out of his penis and soaking into his briefs. He sat there
for a minute just enjoying the feeling. Then he realized he was still
sitting just in his underwear and he'd better get dressed. He looked down
and panicked when he couldn't find his pants or his shoes. He got down on
the floor and looked under the seats. He realized that at some point either
he or Marc must have kicked his pants and shoes under the seats in front of
them, and they ended up sliding two rows in front of them.

The lights came back up as the lecture ended. Dillon didn't know how he was
going to get his clothes back. As boys began to get up and head toward the
exits, Dillon decided to brave it and jumped over the seat in front of him,
still in his underwear and socks. He bent down and looked under the seat in
front of that one and found his pants and shoes. Staying down, he quickly
slid his pants back on. A couple of boys standing nearby snickered as they
saw Dillon in his underwear. He quickly pulled his pants up and zipped them
up, then stepped into his shoes. As he did so, he realized that they were
Marc's shoes and that Marc must still be wearing his. He looked around and
saw Marc leaving the auditorium, but as he did he turned and smiled at
Dillon. Dillon figured he could enjoy wearing Marc's shoes for a little
longer.