Date: Thu, 2 Jun 2005 15:29:00 -0700 (PDT)
From: Jay Daniels <soxandboxers@yahoo.com>
Subject: school show off - 5

School Show Off - 5

Jay Daniels

soxandboxers@yahoo.com


Marc had been feeling particularly horny lately. He loved showing off in
front of other guys at his school, St. Peter's School for Boys. Lately he
had been trying different things to get the attention of other boys. He
loved showing off his underwear and had recently special ordered some new
briefs that were multi-colored and some even had prints on them. When he
wore his uniform dress pants low and had on one of his skin tight thin
white shirts, guys could see several inches of his briefs showing
through. Other days he would "accidentally" leave his zipper open, so when
he sat down in class the front of his pants would gape open and his
underwear could be seen. He loved it when other boys in class checked out
his undies.

Marc had also been jacking off in class a lot lately. Showing off got him
so turned on that he was hard all the time, then the more he played with
himself the hornier he got. He was jacking off in almost every class,
although he usually only came about four or five times a day. He didn't
care if other boys in class saw him jacking off, in fact he liked it when
they watched. A few guys made fun of him, but he ignored them. He figured
they probably wanted to jack off too but were afraid to do it in class.

Mr. Rawlings was proctoring an exam in his Shakespeare class. Most of the
boys were working on their exams, but he noticed that Marc was playing with
himself in class as usual. Mr. Rawlings was glad he had assigned Marc to a
desk in the front row; it gave him a nice view every day of Marc's
activities. He played with himself almost every day in class, and he didn't
care who saw him, whether it be the teacher or other boys. Today he had his
pants unzipped and was rubbing an obvious boner through his underwear. He
seemed oblivious to Mr. Rawlings or the boys on either side of him watching
him go at. Marc had also taken off his shoes as he often did in class and
was stretching out his legs and wiggling his toes in his blue dress
socks. Mr. Rawlings hoped Marc was as focused on the test as he was on his
own pleasure.

During the exam, Mr. Rawlings was slowly walking back and forth at the
front of the classroom to keep an eye on the boys. As he was walking past
Marc's desk he accidentally kicked one of Marc's shoes, and it skidded
across the room. Actually, it may not have been entirely accidental. But
Marc was too engrossed in what he was doing to notice. Mr. Rawlings peeked
under Marc's desk and saw that he now had his erection poking out of the
fly of his pants and was openly jacking off in class. He couldn't believe
how uninhibited Marc was, but he certainly liked the show. Now the boy next
to Marc was staring at him and had his hand down his own
pants. Mr. Rawlings could tell from the movement that he was playing with
himself too. He continued to walk slowly around the classroom to watch the
boys work on their exams. He saw a few with their shoes off, and a couple
in the back were also playing with themselves, mostly rubbing their boners
through their uniform pants. One boy had his hand in his pocket, but he
could see the hand moving up and down. Maybe he had a hole cut in his
pocket?

Mr. Rawlings noticed that one of the boys, Dillon, had finished his exam
early and had it turned face-down on his desk. He was one of the boys who
had been rubbing his hard-on through his pants throughout the
test. Mr. Rawlings could tell from the look on his face that Dillon was
right on the verge of an orgasm.

"Dillon," said Mr. Rawlings, "if you are done with your exam, could you
please take it up to my desk?"

Dillon got a panicked look on his face. "Um, O.K. Mr. Rawlings." He stood
up and started walking up to the front of the room with his test
paper. About halfway up he stopped, and his body started to twitch and
jerk. Mr. Rawlings knew he was cumming in his pants. He watched as a wet
spot formed on the front of his thin grey trousers. After his body stopped
jerking, Dillon walked up to the front of the room, placed his exam on the
desk and hurried back to his seat.

Mr. Rawlings continued to walk around the classroom. As he walked past
Marc's desk again, he accidentally kicked Marc's other shoe, which skidded
across to the other side of the room. Again Marc was oblivious,
concentrating on his throbbing erection. Mr. Rawlings again looked under
Marc's desk and saw that he was still jerking his boner out in the open. He
was leaking a lot of pre-cum, which was making the head of his cock
wet. Then Mr. Rawlings heard a slight grunt escape from Marc's mouth, and
he watched as his dick began to spurt cum. The sperm shot all over and
ended up on Marc's hand, penis, and pants. After his orgasm had subsided,
Marc stuffed his dick back in his pants and zipped them up.

"Time is up," called Mr. Rawlings, "everyone take their exams up to my desk
at the front of the room."

He watched Marc stand up, still in his socks, and walk up to the desk to
turn in his paper. Mr. Rawlings could see cum stains all over the front of
his pants. Other boys too stood up to turn their papers in, many still with
boners obvious in their uniform trousers. Marc looked under his desk for
his shoes and couldn't find them. He spied one over at the side of the
classroom, and walked over in his socks to retrieve it. Then he saw the
other shoe over on the other side of the room. He picked that one up on the
way out of the classroom and walked out into the hallway in his socks,
carrying his shoes. Mr. Rawlings couldn't wait for the show tomorrow.

Marc was excited today; not only was it lab day, his favorite part of
science class, but also he had been assigned a new lab partner. Joey was
new to the school. He was a couple of years younger than Marc, but very
smart so he had been moved into more advanced classes. He had blond hair, a
fair complexion and blue eyes. He was pretty small for his age, and being
younger than the other boys in class, seemed even tinier in
comparison. Marc couldn't wait to get started with his new lab partner.

The science teacher finished his explanation of the experiment for the day,
and the students found their way to the lab tables. Marc and Joey took the
lab table in the back. With the partitions that went all the way around the
table, nobody could see what was going on underneath. Marc and Joey began
working on their experiment.

"Hey Marc," whispered Joey, "Your pants are unzipped. You can see your
underwear showing."

Marc looked down and smiled. "Do you like them?"

Joey looked at Marc with his eyes wide. "Huh?"

"They're new," said Marc, "Do you like them? I like it when guys check out
my new undies."

"You mean you don't care if guys can see your underwear?" asked Joey.

"No, I like it. I want everyone to see my new briefs."

"Gosh," said Joey, "I would die of embarrassment if anyone saw my
underwear."

"Why?" asked Marc, "What kind do you have?" He reached out and grabbed
Joey's zipper and started to pull it down.

Joey jumped back, "Hey, what are you doing?"

"Just having some fun," said Marc, smiling. He decided he was going to have
to go easy on the new boy. "Don't mean to upset you."

"It's O.K.," said Joey. He didn't want Marc to think he wasn't cool. He
looked at Marc's briefs showing through his open fly. "What kind do you
have? I've never seen underwear like that."

Marc smiled and pulled his gaping fly open even farther. "You like? I
ordered them off of the internet."

"They're cool," said Joey, "I thought most guys wore plain white briefs or
boxers."

Marc shrugged. "A lot do, but I think they're kind of boring, don't you
think so?"

"I guess so," said Joey. He was afraid that the boys would find out that he
was still wearing Underoos.

The boys sat on their stools at the lab table working on their
experiment. Marc let his dress shoes slide off his feet, and they hit the
ground with a thud. Joey looked down. "How come you took your shoes off?"

"It's more comfortable that way. You should do it too."

"No, I don't think so. I don't want to get in trouble."

"You won't get in trouble, nobody will see," said Marc.

"I don't know" said Joey. Truth was he wasn't used to wearing these new
dress shoes his mother had bought for him. They were pretty tight and hurt
his feet. "O.K., I guess I will." He reached down and pulled one shoe off,
then pulled the other off and set his shoes down on the floor.

Marc looked down at Joey wiggling his toes in his black socks. "Feels good,
doesn't it?"

"Yeah, actually, it does," said Joey.

By now Marc's dick was so enlarged it was straining his briefs. He reached
inside his open fly and rubbed his boner through his underwear. "Man, I am
hard as a rock. I can't believe how horny I am."

Joey was shocked. He couldn't Marc had said that and was actually rubbing
himself in class.

"Do you ever get boners in class?" asked Marc.

"Well, um, yeah, sometimes I guess," mumbled Joey.

"Do you have one right now?" asked Marc. He reached out and grabbed Joey's
dick through his dress pants. It felt like he had a semi. "Feels like you
do."

Joey blushed bright red. "I guess maybe I do."

Marc went for it and pulled his cock out of his pants. He started jacking
himself off under the table. "Man, when I get hard, I just have to jerk
off. It's the only way I can get rid of my boner."

Joey stared at Marc working his dick, he eyes huge. He couldn't believe
Marc was masturbating right here in the middle of science class. Plus his
penis was huge.

"You can jerk off too if you want," said Marc. "It feels good. And nobody
can see what we're doing under the table."

"No way," said Joey.

"Come on, it's O.K.," said Marc. He reached out and grabbed Joey's
zipper. This time he didn't back away. Marc pulled Joey's zipper down and
opened up his pants. He had on Spiderman briefs. "Hey, cool undies."

Joey blushed again and was totally embarrassed, but he was afraid not to
let a cool older kid do what he wanted. "Thanks, you really like them?
They're kind of babyish." He kept looking around, afraid one of the other
boys would see or hear them.

"Yeah, they're hot. I used to wear Underoos. I think it's cool that you
still wear them." Marc knew now that Joey was going to let him do what he
wanted. He reached into the fly of his briefs and pulled his now fully
erect penis out. He started to stroke Joey's cock with one hand while he
stroked his own with his other hand.

Joey let out a little gasp when Marc started to stroke his dick. He had
never had another boy touch him there before, and it felt great. He was
worried that someone would see, but it felt so good he didn't want Marc to
stop.

Marc looked at Joey's face; he had his eyes closed and his mouth open. Marc
smiled, knowing that Joey was really enjoying this. It was probably the
first time another guy had jacked him off. He also knew that that probably
meant it wouldn't take long for Joey to shoot.

Marc brought his hand up to his own belt and, with one hand, managed to
unbuckle it. He popped open the top button of his pants and they dropped
down to his ankles. He stepped out of them so that he was only in his
briefs and socks. He loved the feeling of being half dressed in class with
lots of guys around him. Then, while he continued to stroke Joey's boner,
he reached over and used one hand to unbuckle his belt as well. He undid
the clip at the top of Joey's pants, and when he did the pants dropped to
the floor.

Joey's eyes popped open. He looked down and saw he was standing in his
underwear. "What are you doing?" he whispered to Marc.

"Don't worry, nobody is paying attention," Marc whispered back.

Joey looked around to make sure none of the other boys could see him. He
would have died of embarrassment if someone saw him standing there in his
Spiderman undies. Then he forgot about it as Marc continued to masturbate
his cock. It felt so good, Joey just closed his eyes while Marc stroked.

After a few minutes Marc heard Joey start to breath funny, and his dick
started twitching in Marc's hand. Then he began to cum, shooting streams of
jizz that went all over the floor and the underside of the lab table.

Joey had masturbated himself at home before, making himself spurt stuff out
of the end. But it never felt as good when he did as with Marc playing with
his boner. Joey just closed his eyes and let him do it because it felt so
good. When he felt the stuff start to spurt out, he gasped and felt it
squirt all over the place. After he was done, he opened his eyes quickly
and remembered that he was in the middle of class with his dick out. He
couldn't believe Marc jerked him off right there, but he also couldn't get
over how good it felt. He looked down at his still dripping penis sticking
out of his underwear. He quickly stuffed it back into his briefs. Then he
bent down to grab his pants and pull them back up. He quickly zipped them
up and buckled his belt.

As soon as Joey had started to cum, Marc watched Joey's penis gush semen
everywhere, and his own boner began to shoot. He smiled as Joey opened his
eyes, panicked, and pulled his pants back up quickly. "Did that feel good?"
Marc asked him.

"Yeah, it was great," said Joey. "But I can't believe we did that here."

"Why not? It felt good and nobody saw anything," said Marc. He didn't
mention to Joey that he was pretty sure Dillon had been watching the whole
thing.

Joey looked down at Marc. "Oh my gosh, you're in your underwear too! Where
are your pants?" he whispered.

"Under the table. Don't you think it feels comfortable to have your pants
off?"

"Yeah but not here! You better put your pants back on!"

Marc smiled and slowly slid his uniform trousers back on and buckled his
belt.

At the end of class, the teacher assigned all of the students their
mid-term projects. Marc wasn't thrilled to get the assignment, but he was
happy when he found out he was assigned to do his project with Joey. He
would enjoy working with him.

The bell rang and the boys got ready for their next class. Joey stood up in
his socks and reached under the lab table to retrieve his shoes. He tried
to put them on, but his feet must have swelled up some. The tight slip-on
shoes just wouldn't go on. Joey panicked. "I can't get my shoes back
on. What am I going to do?"

"Here, wear mine," said Marc, sliding his larger dress shoes over to Joey.

"Really? I can borrow yours? What will you wear?"

"I'll take yours," said Marc.

"Gosh, thanks," said Joey, stepping into Marc's oversized shoes. "See you
later."

"No problem, see you," said Marc, watching Joey walk out of class with the
large shoes practically falling off his small feet. He looked down at
Joey's small shoes and knew they would never fit him. He just picked them
up and walked to his next class in his socks.

He was looking forward to meeting up with Joey later so they could work on
their project together.