Date: Sat, 8 Mar 2014 06:27:29 -0800 (PST)
From: Cole Evans <showoff4dad@yahoo.com>
Subject: I Can't Keep My Clothes On Around Dad - 5

I Can't Keep My Clothes On Around Dad Ð 5
by Cole Evans
showoff4dad@yahoo.com

When Dad took us to one of our favorite restaurants, we were pleasantly
surprised to find a new waiter. He was young and very cute, and he greeted
us with a big smile. As Dad was ordering his cocktail, I kicked off my
dress shoes, making sure they made enough noise for the waiter to
notice. He looked under the table, saw me wiggling my toes in my dress
socks, and smiled at me.

Later on the waiter returned to get our orders. I placed mine first, then
as Dad placed his, I reached under the table and unzipped my dress pants. I
did it slowly and loudly enough that the waiter could hear, and again he
smiled at me. Dad and I knew he would quickly become our favorite new
waiter.

After he left the table, I unbuttoned my dress pants and slid them down,
exposing my superhero underpants. I began rubbing my boner through my
undies, getting harder, and even leaking some pre-cum. When the waiter came
back, I slid back in my seat and lifted the tablecloth a bit to make sure
he could see that I was in my underpants and that I had a boner. At the
same time, Dad reached over and began rubbing my dick through my
briefs. The waiter stood for as long as he could at the table, trying to
think of things to say while he watched Dad playing with my boner.

After the waiter left, Dad pulled my underpants down, exposing my naked
cock. Again when the waiter returned, I made sure he could see that my
pants were down and that Dad was stroking my exposed dick. As the waiter
looked at me and chatted, I moaned and began breathing heavy from having
Dad caressing me. We could see the waiter slip his hand under his apron and
move around. Then I suddenly let out a loud grunt as I began to shoot my
cum. The waiter continued to rub himself under his apron as he watched my
dick spurting cum all over my lap and my Dad's hand. After I had shot my
load, the waiter slipped away.

Dad told me to pull up my underwear and pants so that we could walk to the
restroom, though I got up and walked there in my socks, leaving my shoes
behind. Dad took me into one of the stalls and had me remove my pants and
underwear, which he said to leave on the floor. He positioned me facing the
toilet, then got behind me and unzipped his trousers. I moaned with
pleasure as I felt Dad's hard cock enter my rectum.

Soon we heard someone enter the restroom, but Dad whispered that it was
alright to keep going as long as we were quiet. As Dad pumped his dick into
my hole, he reached around and held his hand over my mouth to keep me from
making too much noise. We heard someone enter the stall next to us. I was
excited at knowing someone was so close while dad was driving his dick hard
into me. What I didn't know and found out later was that the waiter was in
the next stall. He was standing on the toilet, peeking over the side of the
stall at us. From what Dad said, he was sure the waiter was masturbating as
he watched us.

Dad continued to keep his hand over my mouth as he pumped me, which made me
even more turned on than usual for some reason.

Dad made a few more hard thrusts, then I could feel him cumming inside of
me. I let out a stifled moan and again orgasmed as Dad continued to shoot
his load. After we had both shot, we heard someone quietly leave the
restroom. Dad had me get dressed again, then we returned to the table so I
could put on my shoes. After he paid the bill, including a large tip for
the waiter, he led me out to the car.

Dad suggested we take a drive, and I knew what he meant by that. I smiled
at him, reached down and pulled off one of my dress shoes. Then I opened
the car window and tossed out the shoe. Dad and I were both rubbing our
boners through our clothes, excited at the prospect of my losing my
clothes. After I rubbed a bit more and we had travelled a bit farther, I
pulled off my other shoe, and I tossed it out of the window. Dad and I were
getting more excited and rubbing faster as I undressed.

I undid my tie, pulled it off, and out the window it went. I was then able
to undo the top button on my dress shirt, all the while rubbing my boner
through my pants. Instead of unbuttoning all of the buttons on my shirt,
though, I got a hold of it and ripped it open, popping off all of the
buttons. Dad let out a small moan and grasped his cock as he saw that. I
slipped my shirt off and tossed it out the window.

After a few more minutes, I reached down and undid my dress pants. I
slipped them off slowly, then threw them out the window as well. I was now
down to my underpants and socks, with both Dad and I masturbating. I rode
for a bit in my underpants, until Dad said I should get rid of
everything. So I pulled off my socks, tossed them out, then pulled my
underpants down and off. As they went out the window, I was rapidly
stroking my exposed cock.

Unable to control himself any longer, Dad pulled over into a parking
lot. Not caring who might see, Dad got out of the car and told me to do the
same. As I stood naked next to the car, Dad came up behind me, unzipping
his trousers and pulling out his cock. For the second time that night he
entered me, and it felt so good being naked with Dad fully dressed in his
suit. I could feel his clothes as he pressed against me, forcing his dick
into my rear end.

Belatedly Dad noticed a boy sitting in a car nearby, probably waiting for
his parents. Dad hesitated for a moment, but then realized the boy looked
like he was curious and enjoying the show. So Dad continued to ram his hard
cock into my rectum while reaching around to stroke my throbbing dick,
again dripping with some pre-cum.

Dad continued to pound me, and when we again looked over at the other car,
the boy was now playing with himself through his pants. Dad rammed me
again, and he let out a loud moan as he came inside of me for the second
time that evening. As I felt his cum, I began to shoot mine out of my dick,
hitting the side of the car. This continued for a bit as Dad and I emptied
our loads, his into me, mine all over the car. We looked over and were
pretty certain that the boy had just emptied his own load into his
underpants.

Dad decided we had better leave quickly, so he helped me into the car,
naked with cum all over me, and drove us home.

The next time we returned to our favorite restaurant, we were joined by my
Uncle Jim, my Dad's brother. He often likes to join us for some fun. We
managed to get the same waiter, and we sat at a booth with three sides. I
was in the middle with Dad one on side and Uncle Jim on the other.

Once we sat down, Uncle Jim slipped off his loafers and used his socked
feet to pull my shoes off. After that he began to rub my socked feet with
his. I was already getting hard. Uncle Jim was frequently reaching down to
rub my erection through my pants.

Uncle Jim ordered a steak, so the waiter brought him out a sharp knife. My
uncle said that that was just what he needed, then picked it up and grinned
at me. He placed the knife next to my leg, then quickly sliced through my
dress pants, leaving a long tear in them. As I felt the knife cutting
through my pants, I gasped and let out a spurt of pre-cum. The waiter let
out a soft gasp too, and we could see his hand moving under his
apron. Uncle Jim positioned the knife at the top of the waistband of my
pants, and holding them with his other hand, sliced down the side. As he
did so, my pants fell open, revealing my tightie whities.

Uncle Jim handed the knife to Dad, who sliced down the other side of my
pants. Uncle Jim pulled the front of my trousers away, took the knife back
from Dad, and continued to slice away. Within a few minutes my pants were
reduced to cut strips of fabric that Uncle Jim dropped onto the floor. The
waiter watched the whole thing, his hand moving under his apron, as my
trousers had been sliced apart, exposing me in my underpants. I was
exciting knowing I was being stripped and my clothes destroyed so I
couldn't put them back on again.

After the waiter left, Uncle Jim cut off my tie and threw it onto the floor
as well. He sliced down the front of my shirt, cutting all of the
buttons. Next he turned the knife on my undies, first slicing through the
elastic waistband, then down the sides. Soon my briefs were reduced to a
piece of useless white fabric which my uncle tossed onto the table. When
the waiter returned, Uncle Jim handed him my destroyed underwear, which
prompted the waiter to peek and see that I was now naked from the waist
down.

With the waiter watching, Uncle Jim reached down and took my hard cock in
his hand. He began pumping my dick up and down. Having been so turned on
from having my clothes cut off, I was quickly on the verge of climax. I let
out a low moan and began to spew cum out of my cock as Uncle Jim kept
pumping it. The waiter watched as I shot my load, then I leaned back in my
seat.

After our meal was done and we had paid the bill, my uncle asked the waiter
if there was a private place we might go. The waiter suggested exiting a
back door that led out to an area where the employees took breaks. He was
on his way there to take a break himself, he said.

Uncle Jim whispered to me to follow him and to walk quickly since I had
nothing to wear but socks and a shirt with no buttons. We quickly walked
out the back door to a little break area. There was a bench, so my uncle
laid me down on my stomach on the bench. He pulled my shirt off of me and
dropped it onto the ground. I heard the unzipping of his pants, then felt
him press against me as he lay on top of me. I felt his cock slowly slide
into my rectum, and I let out a moan.

I looked up to see the waiter smoking a cigarette and watching us. My uncle
began to slide his cock in and out of me, and as he did, the waiter took
off his apron and undid his pants, pulling out his hard cock. He began to
stroke as he watched my uncle fucking me. I could Uncle Jim's loafers hit
the ground, and I knew he had kicked them off. Other than that he stayed
dressed, and I loved the feeling of having his suit-clad body pressing
against my naked body.

It was not long before my uncle was grunting and groaning as he neared
climax. With a loud moan, he thrust his dick into me as it began to shoot
cum inside of me. I let out a softer moan as my cock began to empty cum
onto the bench. I looked up at the waiter who was also cumming, pumping his
cock and shooting onto the ground as he watched us.

Uncle Jim finished and pulled out, then helped me up. Our waiter slid his
cock back into his pants and zipped up. As we smiled and waved goodbye to
the waiter, Uncle Jim walked me naked back to the car for the trip home.