Date: Thu, 23 Jan 2014 14:09:00 -0800 (PST)
From: Cole Evans <showoff4dad@yahoo.com>
Subject: I Can't Keep My Clothes On Around Dad - 4

I Can't Keep My Clothes On Around Dad Ð 4
by Cole Evans
showoff4dad@yahoo.com

(Note: I wanted to dedicate this chapter to my friends P and R who are
going through a difficult time right now. Also thanks to those of you who
have emailed me; I love to hear from guys who are enjoying the story).

Dad and I were having a great time spending the day in the city. Our first
stop was the barbershop. I love getting my haircut; it feels so good to
have the barber combing and cutting my hair. As soon as he put the cape
over me and began cutting, I felt myself get hard. I slid my arm under the
cape so I could play with myself through my trousers.

As the barber worked on my hair, I was rubbing my boner more and more. I
got so excited I started letting out little moans of pleasure. I knew the
barber could hear me, but I couldn't stop myself. I stretched out my legs
and my heels popped out of my loafers so the shoes were
dangling. "MmmmÉ.ohhhh" I moaned softly as I enjoyed the barber's work.

As he continued to cut, the barber moved closer and closer to me. Then I
felt him pressing against me, and I knew he had an erection in his
trousers. I continued to rub myself, my breathing getting faster the more
excited I got. Then the barber began to not only press against me but
rubbing his erection against my arms and shoulders as he walked around the
chair.

I wiggled my toes, which made my loafers drop onto the floor. The barber
kicked them away as he walked around the chair cutting my hair. He
continued to rub against me as much as he could. I unzipped my trousers,
and the sound was loud enough for the barber to hear. I looked over at dad
who was sitting in a chair nearby, and I could tell from his hand moving
around in his pocket that he was masturbating too.

I reached my hand into my unzipped trousers so that I could rub my boner
through my underpants. I let out a louder moan as the barber rubbed harder
and harder against me. The barber was cutting my hair faster and faster as
I was stroking and moaning with pleasure. Then I let out a groan as I felt
my cum shooting out of my dick, filling my underwear. My dick kept pulsing
as it emptied its load, the cum soaking into my briefs. As I was shooting
my load, the barber rubbed hard against my shoulder. When he took a step
back, I saw that he had a wet spot on his trousers from his cum.

The barber pulled the cape off of me, and I realized my trousers were still
unzipped and my underwear showing. I zipped up, got up out of the chair,
and stepped into my shoes. I was getting my coat as dad started to pay the
bill, but for some reason the barber didn't charge us.

Next we got into a taxi, and my dad asked the driver if he could just take
us on a drive around the city. After the driver pulled away from the curb,
I said to dad loudly enough for the driver to hear, "Dad, may I take my
shoes off." Dad said yes so I kicked off my loafers, and I noticed that the
driver was paying attention. So then I said, "Dad, would you believe how
horny I am? I already have a boner again."

Dad reached over and felt my erection through my trousers, saying "You sure
do. You're as hard as a rock," he said as he stroked my boner. By now the
driver had adjusted the rear-view mirror to he could watch what was going
on in the backseat.

Dad leaned over me and said, "Maybe I can help you out with that," then
kissed me. As we kissed, dad undid my trousers and slid them down and
off. He pulled off my shirt and dropped it onto the floor. Finally he
pulled off my underwear, tossing those into the front seat. Dad was still
wearing his suit, and I love being naked while dad is fully clothed. Dad
continued to kiss me and stroke my body as the driver watched everything.

After a bit, dad gently turned me over onto my stomach. He unzipped his
trousers and pulled out his dick. Dad pressed against me, and it felt so
good being naked with him in his suit right up against me. He very slowly
and gently slid his hard cock into my rectum. I moaned as I felt dad's dick
inside of me. As dad began to slide in and out of my hole, I rubbed my
boner against the upholstery of the taxi seat.

I looked toward the front seat, and the driver and I made eye contact in
the mirror. I smiled at him as dad continued to fuck me. Dad said loudly
enough for the driver to hear, "Does that feel good, son?"

"Yes dad, it feels so good. Please don't stop," I answered. I continued to
moan loudly as dad rammed his dick harder into me. Before long I could tell
we were both on the edge. "Oh dad, I'm going to cum; I'm going to cum
É. ohhhhÉ..ohhhh," I grunted as I felt dad's cum shooting inside of
me, and at the same time I began to spurt my load all over the backseat of
the taxi. Dad continued to pump me as his cock emptied its load. After we
had both shot, dad helped me up and back into sitting position. I was
sitting in a pool of cum, a mixture of my own and dad's.

I sat naked for a bit as we drove around, then dad helped me get dressed,
slipping my shirt on me and then pulling my trousers on and up. My
underpants were still in the front seat. Finally dad helped me slip my
loafers back on. The driver pulled over, and I hopped out of the cab. Dad
was going to pay, but again for some reason he wasn't charged.

For awhile we walked around doing some window shopping. I stayed hard since
I had no longer had on underwear, and my penis kept rubbing against the
soft fabric of my trousers. So I walked around with a tent in my trousers.

Eventually we stopped at a restaurant for lunch. We were seated in a booth
in the back. I got up to use the restroom. After I had urinated, I stepped
out of my loafers and kicked them to the center of the restroom. Leaving
the shoes behind, I walked back to the table in my socks.

As soon as I sat down, I felt something in m lap. I looked down and saw
that dad had taken off his shoes and slid his socked feet into my lap. I
let out a soft moan as dad rubbed my cock through my trousers with his
feet. I noticed a boy about my age get up to use the restroom. When he
returned, I saw that he was carrying my shoes. He sat down, took off his
own shoes, then tried mine on.

Dad and I were both watching the boy. "Are those your shoes that boy has
on?" asked dad. I nodded yes and he said, "Does that get you excited,
watching a boy trying on your shoes, knowing that now you won't get them
back?" he asked as he continued to rub my dick with his feet.

"Yes Dad," I answered, "it makes me very excited." I continued to watch the
boy looking at my shoes that he was now wearing as dad was rubbing my
cock. At that point the boy at the other table noticed us. He looked at me
with no shoes, then looked down at the shoes he was wearing. He also
noticed dad's feet in my lap. After that we noticed that the boy had gotten
a boner and was discretely rubbing himself.

After a few minutes, dad stood up and told me to follow him. I looked over
at the boy and smiled at him, and the boy smiled back. I followed dad into
the restroom. Dad positioned me to stand facing the sink, and he stood
behind me. He put his arms around me and began kissing my neck.

Just then the boy from the other table walked into the restroom. He
pretended to wash his hands, but obviously wanted to get close enough to
watch. With the boy looking on, dad suddenly ripped the front of my shirt
open. The buttons flew off and landed everywhere. I was so surprised I let
out a little gasp. Dad began to play with my nipples. The boy continued to
watch, still rubbing his boner through his trousers.

After a few minutes, dad reached down to the back of my trousers, took a
hold, and ripped them open. Both the boy and I gasped a bit. With no
underwear on, my bare ass was now exposed. Dad unzipped his trousers, and
for the second time that day, slid his cock into my rectum. He was again
fully dressed in his suit except for his shoes, which he had left behind
under the table.

As the boy watched us, dad fucked me through the hole he had ripped open at
the back of my trousers. He was very forceful and continued to rip and tear
at my clothes as he fucked me. He tore at my shirt and kept pulling and
ripping my trousers. The boy continued to rub himself through his own
trousers as he watched.

Dad unzipped my trousers, then pulled them open so hard he ripped them even
more. My boner popped out, and dad took a hold of it and pumped my cock as
his dick slid in and out of me. We were both so excited it didn't take us
long to go over the edge. I let out a loud moan as I began to shoot my load
all over the sink. At the same time, I felt dad's cock pumped its load
inside of me. From the look on the boy's face, I was certain that he too
was cumming, his sperm soaking into his underwear.

After we had all shot our loads, dad whispered to me that we should
probably leave. I smiled at the boy, and he smiled back. I had to walk out
of the restaurant in my socks with my shirt ripped open and the back of my
trousers torn, exposing my bare bottom. Dad stopped long enough to grab his
shoes, then followed me out. All in all, it had been a great day.