Date: Thu, 18 Sep 2008 14:17:42 -0700 (PDT)
From: Timmy Miller <timmyshowsoff4u@yahoo.com>
Subject: my son the show off - 2

My Son the Show-Off - 2
Timmy Miller
timmyshowsoff4u@yahoo.com

My son, Joey, has always loved showing off. I had to do some research and
decided to go to the nearby university library. I took Joey with me, as I
knew he would have fun. I picked him up after school, so he was still
wearing his school uniform.

As I was busy studying, Joey wandered around the nearly deserted library. I
did notice a few guys at the study tables, and they were keeping one eye on
my son. Out of habit Joey always reached down to grab his crotch as he
walked, so he had an obvious boner in his pants.

Joey stood looking at some books, and while he did, he stepped out of his
shoes. He continued on in just his black nylon dress socks. A few minutes
later Joey found a book about anatomy and sexuality, so he lay down on his
stomach on the carpeted floor to look at it.

After a few minutes Joey really got into the book and began to hump the
floor, rubbing his boner against the carpeting. The more he got into
looking at the pictures, the faster he humped. Then he reached down to
unbutton and unzip his pants and pushed them down, exposing his cute boy
briefs with pictures of cars on them. He kept humping the floor, eventually
losing his pants completely.

By now a couple of the guys in the library were watching Joey. One of them,
a nicely-dressed boy probably in a fraternity, got up and walked over to
where Joey lay. Joey looked up and smiled at the frat boy, and he smiled
back at my son. As he looked at the frat boy, Joey continued to rub up and
down against the floor.

Joey reached out and began to feel the frat boy's loafers. The frat boy
lifted up one foot, and Joey pulled his shoe off and gave it a sniff. Then
the frat boy lifted up the other foot, allowing Joey to pull that loafer
off as well. Still humping, Joey slid forward so he could sniff and lick
the frat boy's socked feet. I knew he liked it, since the college boy was
rubbing his hard-on through his trousers.

After a few minutes Joey got up to his knees, undid the frat boy's pants,
and let them drop. My son began to suck on the college guy's dick through
his boxers. The boy's cock quickly popped out of the fly of his underwear,
so Joey quickly slid his mouth on it. Soon I watched as the frat boy's cock
slid in and out of my son's eager mouth.

I noticed that the other boy in the library was still watching, and both he
and I had started to masturbate watching Joey give the frat boy a blowjob.
Meanwhile the frat boy stepped out of his pants and kicked them aside. He
was leaning against the stacks, enjoying the sensation of my son's mouth on
his hard cock. He reached his leg out and began to rub Joey's boner through
his underpants using his socked foot.

The frat boy had closed his eyes and was moaning softly as my boy sucked
his dick. Soon the other boy who had been watching walked over to them. He
got down next to Joey and slid his underpants down. My son lifted his legs
enough to let him pull them off. The boy gave Joey's undies a sniff and
stuffed them into his pocket. Now my son was naked, and the boy reached
around to jack Joey's cock.

The suddenly the frat boy grunted loudly as his cock exploded, shooting cum
into Joey's mouth still eagerly sucking at his dick. The frat boy shot
every drop into my son's mouth, then pulled his cock out and got dressed.

As he was walking away, the other boy now gently led Joey down to the floor
so my son was again humping the carpeting, this time naked except for
socks. The boy lay down on top of Joey and began to hump his rear end,
sliding his hard cock in between the cracks of Joey's buttocks. It only
took the boy a few minutes of sliding up and down against my son to cream,
spewing his cum all over Joey's butt. He quickly zipped up and took off.

I walked over and helped Joey up, noticing that his cum was all over the
floor. I helped my boy get dressed again. With no underwear his boner
tented his pants, and all the cum left wet spots on them. As I walked out
with Joey, he asked, "Dad, can we come here again?"

"Sure, Joey, as often as you want."

Due to a power outage, Joey did not have school the next day, so he came
with me to the office. Several of my co-workers are well-acquainted with
Joey, and I knew he would be in for a fun day.

First thing each day we had an office meeting, so I headed right for the
boardroom. Joey followed behind me; he was wearing his school uniform as we
thought he would be going to school that day. My co-workers filed in and
all greeted Joey, then sat down around the table.

A few minutes into the meeting, Joey, unnoticed by any of us, quietly
slipped under the table. I realized when I felt hands on my shoes that Joey
was under the table, pulling my shoes off. Once I was in my socks, Joey
moved the man next to me to pull his shoes off too. Joey moved around the
table, pulling the shoes off of each of my co-workers and leaving them in
their socks.

Soon all of the men had stretched out their legs to rub their socked feet
on my son. I peeked under the table to see Joey on the floor with socked
feet rubbing his arms, legs and torso. And two of my co-workers were
rubbing his boner through his pants.

One of the men who had been rubbing Joey's chest managed to get a hold of
my son's shirt with his foot. He untucked the shirt, then slid his socked
foot up the front, popping off all of the buttons. He pulled the shirt the
rest of the way off of Joey, so now he could rub his socked feet on the
smooth skin of Joey's chest.

Meanwhile one of the men who had been working Joey's boner now slid his
socked foot down into my son's trousers. He pulled until the button popped
and the zipper ripped open, exposing Joey's underpants. Now two of the men
were using their feet to pull Joey's trousers down and off, leaving my son
in just his briefs and socks.

As the meeting continued above the table, underneath my co-workers were
rubbing their socked feet all over Joey's half-naked body. When I peeked
under the table, I saw that one man had his socked foot slipped into the
front of my son's briefs, rubbing his boner directly. I could also tell
that Joey was enjoying all the attention.

When the meeting was over, all of the men at the meeting slid their feet
back into their shoes, getting ready to leave. I peeked again and saw my
co-worker slide his foot back out of Joey's undies, and I could see he had
my son's cum all over his sock. He just shoved his foot into his shoe,
sperm-covered sock and all.

As my co-workers were walking out of the boardroom, I looked down and
realized that my son had mixed up all of the shoes. None of the men had
their own shoes, and some had didn't even have a pair - they were wearing
two different shoes. I smiled and wondered how long it would take them all
to notice.

I led Joey back to my office in just his socks and undies, carrying the
ripped shirt and pants. I told him that I had to meet with a client and
that he would have to hide from view while I did. I walked to the reception
desk to meet Dick, my client, and led him to my office. I didn't see Joey
at all.

When I sat down I could feel Joey's hands on my legs and realized he was
under the desk. I got a little nervous with my client sitting right there
in my office, but I relaxed as I felt my son pull off my shoes and massage
my feet. Soon his hands slid up my legs. When I felt my son undoing the
waistband of my pants, I got nervous again.

I felt Joey pull my zipper down, and I hoped that Dick didn't hear it. Then
I could feel Joey yanking on my trousers, pulling them down bit by
bit. Soon he was able to yank them down to my thighs, and from there he
pulled them all the way off. I couldn't believe I was sitting in my socks
and underwear in front of my client, and with my son in his underwear under
the desk!

It was no surprise when I felt Joey rubbing my hard-on through my tightie
whities. And then it wasn't long before he pulled my briefs down and my
cock popped out. Instantly I felt my son's warm mouth around my dick, and
then glanced down to see his head bobbing up and down as he sucked my
cock. He alternated between licking the shaft and sucking the head, then
went back to working my whole erection with his mouth.

I could barely talk to Dick as I was so nervous and yet enjoying the
sensation of having my son giving me a blowjob under my desk. He kept
glancing at my lap, sensing that something was happening. I was smiling at
him, trying to act naturally. Then suddenly I felt my sperm building up
inside, then shooting out into my son's throat as he continued to bob up
and down on my cock. I let out a gasp, then tried to cover that by
pretending to cough. Dick asked me if I was alright, and I answered that I
was never better.

Dick stood up to end out meeting, and, completely forgetting my
predicament, I stood up too. As I did my still half-hard cock slipped out
of my son's mouth. Dick looked at me with a shocked look, and I realized I
was standing in front of my client with no pants, underwear pulled down,
and a still-dripping semi-erection. I panicked.

Dick looked under my desk, spying my son clad only in his underpants. "Is
this your son Joey you have told me about?" he asked.

"Uh, yes, Dick, this is Joey," I muttered as I tried to cover my nudity.

"How about if the two of you join me for dinner tonight?" asked Dick. He
was still smiling at Joey, and my son was grinning back at him.

"Uh, that would be great, thanks Dick," I stammered, surprised.

Needless to say I didn't walk my client back out given the state of my
undress. My son spent the rest of the day running around the office in his
underwear, occasionally disappearing for a while.

That evening we found ourselves at a restaurant that Dick chose, sitting in
a quiet booth in the corner. Both Joey and I noticed a father and son of
about the same age sitting at a table nearby, and Joey naturally smiled and
made eye contact with them. I noticed that the son at the other table was
dressed up much like Joey was in dress slacks, shoes and socks, and a nice
shirt. I could see that the boy had taken off his dress shoes and was
wiggling his toes in his nylon dress socks.

Not long after sitting down, Joey excused himself to go to the
restroom. Instead of heading straight there, though, I watched as Joey got
down on the floor so as not to be seen and crawled behind the table where
the father and son were seated. Joey slipped his own dress shoes off and
slid them under the boy's seat. Joey took the boy's shoes and crept away
toward the restroom, where he would no doubt toss the shoes into the trash
can. Joey loved losing his clothes, and loved it even more when other boys
ended up wearing them.

Eventually Joey returned shoeless, sitting down next to Dick. Immediately
he began running his socked feet all over Dick's shoes and legs. My client
smiled at Joey and pulled him closer. Joey reached down and began to rub
Dick's dick through his suit trousers. My son's hands fumbled with my
client's pants until he had them undone and Dick's hard cock poked out.

As Joey began to jack Dick's erection, the waiter arrived to take our
orders. He could barely concentrate on what we asked for as he stared at my
son wanking my client. The last thing Dick asked the waiter for was a sharp
knife, which he brought right away.

Without hesitation Dick took the knife and sliced through Joey's
pants. Then he reached over to cut through the other side. Joey giggled and
stood up, and when he did the cut-up trousers fell to the ground and he was
standing in his underpants, a pair of boy's briefs with dinosaurs on
them. As Joey sat back down in his underwear, Dick reached his hand inside
to play with my son's boner.

I looked over and saw that the boy at the other table was now staring at
what was happening at our table. As I watched, the boy, looking almost as
if he were in a trance, reached under the table and unzipped his pants,
exposing his bright red briefs. He reached in and pulled out his
already-hard cock. He began to play with himself as he watched Joey, the
boy's father seemingly unaware that his son was masturbating under the
table.

Then Dick again picked up the knife and sliced through Joey's underpants,
cutting through the fabric and the elastic. He reached across and did the
same to the other side, and my son's sliced-up underwear fell to the
ground. Dick pulled Joey onto his lap.

As my son sat bobbing up and down on Dick's lap, I looked over to see that
the boy at the other table was still staring at Joey and jacking himself
off. Dick was making grunting noises as Joey continued to ride up and down
on his lap. When Dick let out a sigh, Joey leaned back against the man's
chest.

I glanced over to see that the boy at the other table was still
masturbating as he watched my son. Then suddenly his father told him it was
time to go, so the boy had to quickly stuff his boner back inside his
underwear. I could tell from the way the boy's body twitched and from the
look on his face that at that moment he started to cum. He zipped up his
pants as his twitching dick was spilling cum inside his underwear. He
quickly stuffed his socked feet into my son's shoes, unaware that they
weren't his, and got up. I watched as the boy left with his pants full of
cum and wearing my son's shoes.

Just then the waiter returned with our food. He leaned over to serve Joey
last, and after he had laid down the plate, his hand slid to my son's
lap. He gave Joey's boner a few quick strokes, and my boy began to shoot
his load all over the waiter's hand. When the waiter left, both he and my
son had big smiles on their faces. Joey had to sit through the rest of the
meal and even walk out of the restaurant wearing nothing but a shirt and
socks.

On the way home Joey tossed the last items of clothing he was wearing out
the window so that he was naked in the car. He jacked off all the way home
thinking about the fun we had had and what would happen tomorrow.