Date: Thu, 14 Nov 2013 10:27:27 -0800 (PST)
From: Tony Williams <tonywill9999@yahoo.com>
Subject: Showing Off.
Showing Off.
I love showing off.
Last night I stood in my bedroom in front of the full length mirror
and looked at myself. I was wearing a white tank and my sexy white briefs.
I looked fucking gorgeous. In my mind, I pictured a room full of guys, all
staring at me, admiring my young body, all excited by a thirteen year-old
boy in his underpants. I pulled my tank out of my briefs and tugged it
down as far as it would go, to mid-thigh. I pretended that it was a dress.
If it weren't for the bulge in the front of my underpants, you could've
imagined that I was a little preteen girl with a smooth flat chest,
page-boy haircut down to her slender shoulders. I blew myself a kiss.
Sometimes I wish I was a girl. I'd wear very short dresses, so that boys
(and men) could look up them and see my panties. I'd bend down a lot, and
hang around windy corners and maybe do cartwheels in the park, just to show
off. But I like being a boy, too, even though at school I'm called names,
like "faggot" and "girly boy". I know all that name calling is just their
way of hiding the fact that they secretly want to do things to me. I
wouldn't mind if they did. I'd let them. They'd probably make me jerk
them off, or even suck their cocks. I've never sucked a cock but I know
I'd really like it. Even if a guy came in my mouth I wouldn't mind,
especially if I got to take my clothes off in front of him and let him look
at me in my underpants, or better still, naked.
I pulled my briefs down part way, exposing my iron hard cock. It's
getting bigger every day. My imaginary audience applauded, clapping and
cheering. I stroked my cock, slowly, then faster as the thrill of jerking
off took hold of me and in less than a minute, I'd cum all over the mirror.
I wiped it off with a handkerchief. You can't tell dried cum from snot, so
no one will know. I pulled my underpants back up, pulled the tank over my
head, dropped it on the floor and got into bed.
I wish I had someone to show off to, someone who thought that I was as
sexy as I know I am. I'd do a striptease and let him jerk off as he looked
at me. To be able to make a guy cum just from looking at me would be
incredibly exciting. I'd do anything for someone like that.
_________________________________________
Today, before he went out for the day, Dad told me to wash the car and
mow the lawn. The lawn was a bitch, pushing the mower on a day as hot as
this. Washing the car, well, not so bad. First I rinse all the loose dirt
off with the garden hose. Naturally, a lot of the water bounces off and
back on to me. I'm soaking wet. I go into the kitchen through the side
door and peel off my T shirt and shorts and come back out wearing just my
white briefs, carrying a bucket of suds and a big sponge. Any passer-by or
any neighbor can see me. Perfect! I'm just a thirteen year-old boy
washing a car in his underpants. What's wrong with that? No one is to
know that I'm full aware of how fucking sexy I look and that secretly I
hope someone is behind their curtains spying on me. I picture some dirty
old pervert looking through his binoculars, seeing how my wet white cotton
briefs cling to my body.
A woman walks past, accompanied by two little girls. She ignores me,
her nose in the air, but the girls look at me and giggle. They walk on
past and the girls turn and look back at me, still giggling. I give them a
smile and a wave, even though I'm not interested in little girls, or big
ones either. A guy walks past on the opposite side, staring at me. I
glance at him and fake disinterest. Inside, I feel thrilled that a man is
looking at me. Then I see a jogger struggling up the hill. I know who it
is. He's Don, the next door neighbor, a handsome dude in his early
thirties. This is perfect. I move round the car to where he'll be able to
see me clearly. He arrives at his own driveway and stops, leaning forward
with his hands on his knees, panting. He's wearing a white tank and a pair
of deliciously skimpy jogging shorts in white nylon.
"It's too fucking hot for this shit," he gasps. "Gimme a squirt of
that hose and cool me down." I grin and spray him from head to toe. He
turns round and I spray his back. I can see his briefs through the wet
nylon. I release the hose trigger and he steps closer. "Why are you in
your underpants, Tony?" he asks.
"I got soaked so I took my clothes off."
"Aren't you worried the neighbors might see you?"
"I don't care. They can look all they like. I don't have anything to
hide." He eyes me up and down. I know that look; I see it all the time,
the hungry stare, the pretended nonchalance hiding the undercurrent of
lust.
"Wanna make ten bucks?"
"You want your car washed? Sure, no problem." I'm about finished
anyway, so I drag the hose across the knee high wall that separates the two
driveways.
"And when you've finished, come on in and have a beer, just don't tell
your dad, okay?" He steps up to his front door, opens it, then turns to
face me and drops his shorts. The he pulls his tank over his head. He
looks fucking hot in his wet briefs, maybe not as sexy as I look, but
pretty good for an older guy. "Don't wanna drip on the carpet," he says
with a grin, looking up and down the street. There's no one around. He
lingers for a moment, then goes inside. Maybe he likes to show himself off
like I do. I wash his car, even though it doesn't need it, roll up the
hose and go into his house.
"In the kitchen," he calls. He's sitting on a stool at the breakfast
bar, a towel round his waist. On the counter a couple of cans of beer
wait. There's a camera sitting next to them. "Need a towel?"
"Nah. I'm pretty much dried off." Maybe I should have said yes and
then he'd give me the one he's wearing and I'd get to see his cock. I bet
it's nice and big.
"I took some pics of you through the living room window," he said. "I
hope you don't mind." Mind? I'm thrilled. Maybe tonight he'll be looking
at them and jerking off. I hope so. My cock stirs in my briefs at the
thought of it.
"Can I see them?"
"Sure. Let's go in the den and download them to my computer. Bring
your beer." He sits at the computer and I stand beside him, my hip
touching one of his shoulders, my hand on the other. He scrolls through
the pics, half a dozen of them, zoomed in so that they're close ups. In
some, I'm bending down, in others, stretching, my hairless body glistening
with drops of water and flecks of foam. "You're a good looking kid," he
says.
"You're not bad yourself," I say. "Most guys look good in their
underpants."
He laughs. "How many guys do you get to see in their underpants?"
"Kids at school, my dad, my uncle, a few more." I take a long pull on
my beer. It tastes bitter, a bit like the time that I tasted my own pee,
but not so harsh. I suppose I could get used to it. "These are good
pics," I say. "You wanna take some more?" His face lights up and he
stands. It looks like he's getting a hard-on underneath his towel.
He takes my hand. "Come into the living room," he said, picking up
the camera. I sit on his couch and he aims the camera at me. I sprawl out
in a sexy pose, my legs spread, my hands behind my head in an inviting
position. He clicks off a few shots. I stand, hands on hips as he shoots
more, then I turn, bend forward and pull the back of my briefs down to
expose my buttocks.
"Brilliant! Fucking awesome!" he says, as I pull my briefs back up
and turn to face him. "You have a nice ass, Tony." He's looking at the
front of my briefs where my hard-on is growing.
"You wanna take some pics of me naked?" I ask, my heart pounding.
"Fuck me! You bet! Slide your briefs down." I hook my thumbs in the
waistband of my briefs and very slowly push down until my pubic hair is
exposed. The flash is going off every couple of seconds, as fast as the
camera resets. Another couple of inches down and half my cock is now in
view, bent painfully downwards, the tip held in place by the elastic of my
briefs.
"All the way," he says.
"Say please."
"Please! Oh, please! I wanna see your cock!" I, too, want him to
see my cock. I'm dying for him to see my cock. I wanna stand naked in
front of him as he looks at me, exposed and vulnerable, but I'm gonna make
the most of this little scene.
"Beg me, Don. Get on your knees and beg me."
He drops to his knees. "Pull your underpants down, please, Tony. I'm
dying to see your cock. Show me, please! Pretty please!" There's now
doubt that he has the hots for me. I'd love to prolong his torture, but
I'm so eager to show off that I push my briefs down those last two inches
and my cock springs out, pointing right at his face, not two feet away.
The flash is going off continuously. I thrust my hips forward and turn
from side to side. He takes a dozen or so shots, then stands up. "You
like showing off, don't you, you little tease." My briefs are still round
my thighs.
"I do. I know I look sexy, so why shouldn't I share it? But I like
looking, too. Give me the camera." He hands it to me and I drop to my
knees and yank at his towel. It falls, and there, right in front of my
eyes, is his rock hard cock. It looks enormous, bigger than any cock I've
seen, bigger than my dad's and my uncles, bigger that that pervert who
flashed me in the public toilet in the park. It's wet at the end where I
can just see the head inside his foreskin.
"Beautiful!" I say, breathlessly, clicking away. "Awesome! It's
fucking enormous!"
"Yours will be this big in a year or too." I stand and pull my
underpants back up. "Come into the bedroom. I need to get dressed." He
takes my hand and leads me into his bedroom and opens the dresser drawer.
"Which should I wear, Tony? Boxers or briefs? Briefs, I imagine." I peer
into the drawer. It feels kinda intimate, looking at his underwear like
this. I see underpants in various colors. "How about panties," he says.
"There are some panties in there I wear once in a while." My heart starts
to race. He would look stunning in panties. He hands me the camera,
reaches in, rummages around and produces a pair of white translucent nylon
panties with lace round the legs. "How about these?"
"Ooh, yes, yes," I say, eagerly. He steps into them and pulls them up
over his still hard cock. It's totally visible, straining at the fabric.
"You look . . ." I grope for an appropriate word ". . .fucking fabulous!"
He puts his arm round my shoulders and guides me until we're standing side
by side in front of the mirrored closet door.
"Look at us," he says. "What a sexy sight. I'm turning myself on."
"I do that all the time, Don. I look in the mirror and jerk off." I
can feel him trembling with excitement and my pulse is pounding. I take a
few pics.
Suddenly he says, "Oh, fuck! No! No! Shit, I'm gonna cum. I don't
wanna cum yet! Fuck!" His arm holds my shoulder and pulls me in tight as
I see a big blob of white cum ooze through the nylon at the head of his
cock. I can see his cock jerking as it pulses, pushing more and more cum
out through the material. I'm amazed at the amount. It keeps coming, more
and more until it starts dripping down the front of his panties and a large
drop falls to the floor. I catch it all with the camera. He releases me
and I turn to face him, looking down at his soaking wet panties. He falls
back on to the bed, lifts the elastic waist of the panties and hooks it
under his balls. His cock is totally wet. A final blob oozes from his
cock and trickles down the shaft. I can't take my eyes off him. I snap a
final pic.
"Fuck! I didn't want that to happen. I'm sorry, Tony."
"You never even touched yourself!" I'm incredulous. "I didn't know
it was possible to cum like that. Don't apologize, Don. That was
awesome."
"I was so fucking turned on, it just happened out of the blue. I get
so fucking horny when I wear panties and having you looking at me just sent
me over the top." His cock starts to soften and I know now he isn't
interested in me anymore. He stands and pulls the panties off, dropping
them on his dresser. "I'm gonna go shower," he says. "Stick around and
I'll be out in a minute. Maybe we can take some more pictures later." I'm
glad I caught his ejaculation on the camera. I'll be jerking off to that
for the rest of my life. He goes into the bathroom and immediately I pick
up the panties and hold them up. They're totally soaked in cum. I take my
briefs off and pull the panties on. They're a little baggy but still
incredibly sexy. I rub the front so that his cum spreads all over my cock,
my balls and my belly. The feel of his wet cum is mind blowing. I'm still
as hard as a rock. I'd love to jerk off right here and now, but I don't
want that let-down feeling I get afterwards, and I want to be ready for
when he gets horny again and wants to try something with me. Whatever he
wants, it'll be fine with me. I take several shots of myself. The wetness
of his cum shows my cock clearly in the viewing screen. I'll leave these
pics on his camera to surprise him. He comes back into the bedroom, the
same towel round his waist and looks at me.
"You don't have a problem with cum stains?" he asks, grinning.
"I love cum stains. I like to cum in my briefs and walk around in
them all day." He laughs. We download the pics into his computer and I
email to myself. My dad won't see them because my email is password
protected. We sit and talk for a while but it's clear that for him it's
all over, at least for a while. I tell him I should go.
"Come on over any time," he says. "Then we can pick up where we left
off." I heave a sigh of relief and a warm wave of happiness washes over
me. I'm gonna get to show off again, and see him again and who knows what
else? I take off his panties, pull on my own underpants and head home. I
forgot to ask for the ten bucks.
It's bedtime and I'm in my dad's room. He's lying on his back on the
bed in his blue silk boxers. I've exchanged my briefs for cotton boxers
with a flower pattern on them. They're more comfortable to sleep in, and
much easier to get my cock out of the fly to stroke it.
"I see you washed the car," he says.
"Yeah, and I washed Don's, too. He paid me ten bucks."
"Don's a good looking guy."
"He said that about me, probably 'cos I was only wearing underpants."
"You were out there in the driveway in your briefs? You little
fucking tease! What if someone came by?"
"A few did. No one seemed to care."
"I bet Don did," he says, grinning. "I have a suspicion Don's gay."
I smile to myself. I'm not gonna tell my dad about taking pictures or
showing my cock or seeing Don cum in his panties. He might forbid me to
see Don again. I lie down beside Dad, my head on his chest, my arm across
his waist and my one thigh across his. He lets out a contented sigh.
"I love you, son."
"I love you too, Dad." I decide now is the time to tell him. I've
been dying to say this for months now but have never had the courage.
"Dad?" I pause. "I think I'm gay."
He smiles, clearly not at all shocked. "You don't like girls?"
"Nah. Girls are a pain. I like guys."
"Have you ever . . ." He pauses ". . .you know, done anything with
other boys? It's okay if you have. When I was your age my friends and I
were always playing with each other's cocks, jerking off and seeing who
could shoot the most cum the farthest. All boys do that, so there's no
need to be ashamed."
I feel a flood of relief. I thought he might be pissed at me, but he
puts his arm round my shoulder and hugs me. "I have, Dad. There's a few
guys I hang out with and we grope each other. It starts out as a kind of
joke, then it gets to be serious jerking off."
"Where?"
"Usually at someone's house, when their parents are out."
"If you want to bring some boys home, I won't mind. You could go into
your bedroom and lock the door. I won't bother you." I give him a
grateful smile. "I remember my first time," he continues, "two of us in a
bathroom stall, sneaking a smoke. I just had an irresistible urge to grope
him and he didn't resist, so I unzipped his pants, pulled his cock out and
made him cum. I was eleven, I think. It was thrilling to be able to get
another boy all excited like that. It was a couple of years before I was
brave enough to suck a cock. Have you got round to cock sucking yet?"
"Not yet." But soon, I hope.
"I was your age when one afternoon I was fishing in an abandoned
quarry that had filled with water. Two kids came by. They were about
fifteen, I guess. We got chatting and they seemed very nice. Suddenly one
of them said, 'Do you suck cock? We do, don't we?' His friend nodded.
'We suck each other. In fact, we're gonna do it right now. We want you to
keep watch, in case someone comes.' I nodded, eagerly. One of them
dropped his pants and underwear and the other got on his knees and started
sucking him. After a few minutes they changed roles. I wasn't much use as
a lookout, 'cos I couldn't take my eyes off them. After a bit, they said,
'Your turn now, kid. Kneel down." I immediately dropped to my knees and
took hold of both their dicks. I sucked away, first one then the other,
back and forth. I was in heaven."
"Did they cum?" I asked, my eyes wide with wonder.
"Oh yes. One in my mouth and one on my face."
"Yuck!" I feel obliged to say that, even though I'm not grossed out.
"Oh, I loved it. I pulled my own cock out and started jerking off,
but they pulled their pants up and took off. I never saw them again, but I
never forgot them." I look up at Dad's face, filled with awe. I never
suspected that he was into men, though now that I think about it, he's had
a few guys stay the night from time to time, sleeping with him in his
bedroom. I never thought about the implications at the time. He can't be
totally gay, 'cos he married my Mom, so I guess he's bi. My cock is
getting hard thinking about all this.
"Cool, Dad." I slide my thigh up so that it's resting across his
hips. Beneath it, I can feel his cock beginning to stiffen.
"I don't mind if you turn out to be gay, in fact I think I'd prefer
it. You're stunningly handsome and guys are gonna be all over you. You'll
be a lot happier letting your natural inclinations take over. You have a
beautiful face, just like a girl."
"Sometimes I think I'd like to be a girl."
He looks down at me. "How would you like to dress up? We could go
shopping tomorrow and buy you some dresses."
I grin, feeling excited. "And panties. I gotta have panties. I
can't wear my boy briefs under a dress. Oh, Dad, I can't wait be a girl,
showing off my undies."
"Look at you, your cock's hard. I guess you like the idea. You
should take care of that boner."
I get up to my knees. "I'll say goodnight, then."
"Don't go, son. Why don't you jerk off here. I wanna watch you and I
know you like to show off. Let me see you jerk off and cum." His own cock
is now tenting his boxers. The idea of letting my dad watch me stroke my
cock is making my head spin. My stomach is churning with excitement as,
still kneeling, I turn to face him and slide my boxers slowly down until my
cock springs out. "Oh, that's so beautiful," he says. "It's getting nice
and big. Go ahead. Let me see you jerk off." I start to stroke myself,
totally thrilled. He pushes his hand down the front of his boxers and
starts stroking himself, the tip of his cock poking out of the fly at each
down-stroke. He looks incredibly sexy. I know I'm not gonna last long.
"I'm gonna cum soon," I murmur.
"Cum on my face," he says, his words arousing me more than I've ever
been before. "Cum for me, baby, shoot your load on me." He turns his head
sideways, just inches from the end of my cock and opens his mouth wide. I
cum like a fucking bullet, the first blob landing on his cheek, the second
right on target in his mouth, the third on his nose. A final blob oozed
out and drips on to my hand. I lick it off.
He laughs. "So you like the taste of your own cum? So do I." I pull
my boxers back up. I'm all washed out and I want to leave.
"'Night, Dad," I say and go to the door. Looking over my shoulder I
see him cum, his jism splattering his chest and dripping on to his
underpants. If I hadn't already cum, I would find that so exciting, but
I'm empty. I go out and close the door.
Later, I wake up, rock hard and think about him as I stroke myself. I
imagine what it would be like if his cock had been in my mouth when he
came. It was a lot of cum. I'd have swallowed it all. I look at the
clock. It's 2 a.m. This would be a good time to sneak downstairs and look
at the pics I'd emailed to myself. At the computer, I open my mail and
scroll through the pics. I look so sexy and yet so innocent, washing Don's
car in my underpants, but when I get to the shots where I showed my cock to
Don, I get totally turned on. My hard cock is poking out of my boxers.
Then I get to the one where his cum is oozing through his panties and I'm
on the verge of cumming.
"Oh, you bad, bad boy!" I whip round and my dad is standing right
behind me. He'd been looking over my shoulder. "I heard you come
downstairs and I wondered what you were up to in the middle of the night."
I grab the mouse to shut the computer down, but he puts his hand over mine
and stops me. "Let's see the rest of them, Tony." I stay silent as we
look at the remaining pics. When he sees me in cum-soaked panties he
laughs. "You sexy little fucker," he says and I can hear the smile in his
voice.
"Are you mad at me, Dad?"
"Of course not. What did you do to make Don cum like that?"
"Nothing. I didn't touch him. He didn't even touch himself. He just
came in his panties. He must have been really turned on."
"Did he touch you?"
"No, Dad. He just looked and took the pictures. He didn't molest me
or anything."
"If you enjoy it, then it isn't molesting. But if you say 'no' it's a
different matter."
"I don't think Don would hurt me. He's a nice guy."
"And a handsome guy. A very sexy guy. His cock is gorgeous. I
really wouldn't mind sucking it myself. All that cum! Oh, my!"
I save the pictures in a file that dad can access and go back upstairs
with him. He comes into my room and I climb into bed. Dad sits beside me
and leans across my body so I can't pull the sheet up. He looks down at my
still hard cock and then looks up into my eyes. "You're irresistible," he
whispers. He puts his palm over the cotton covering my cock, then closes
his fingers round it. "You can tell me to stop if you want." I just smile
and stay silent. I look down and see that his cock is as hard as mine, and
a lot bigger.
"Don't stop, Dad. You can stroke my cock all you like. You can suck
it, too." His face lights up and he tugs my boxers down to my knees and
gazes adoringly at my rock hard dick. A big shudder of excitement runs
through me as I sense how strong his lust is. He leans down and takes my
cock in his mouth, his soft lips engulfing it. He takes it all the way in
until it's totally buried, touching the back of his throat, then lifts his
head so he can lick the head, sliding his tongue under my foreskin. I'm in
heaven as electric thrills run through my body. I reach my hand out, part
the fly of his boxers with my fingers, then put my hand inside and take
hold of his cock. I can't believe that my own dad is sucking me and
letting me play with his magnificent dick. I'm so aroused that I know I'm
gonna shoot any second.
"I'm gonna cum," I gasp and dad takes his mouth off my dick and
quickly straddles my thighs. He lays his cock alongside mine and puts his
hand round both of them, gently stroking. The feel of his cock against
mine sends me over the top and just as I start to squirt my cum, his own
cream shoots from his cock all over my chest. He keeps stroking for a few
seconds more, then rolls off me and lies on his back, his cock pointing at
the ceiling, a trickle of cum running down it.
"Jesus, son! That was fucking glorious. Are you okay? How do you
feel?"
I grin at him. "Pretty fucking happy. Jerking off in front of you
was exciting, but having your cock next to mine was incredible, and having
it in your mouth was unbelievable. I just wish I'd had a chance to suck
you."
"You will, son, you will." He gets under the sheet beside me. I turn
my back to him and he folds himself round me, like two spoons. "I love
you, Tony."
"I love you too, Dad."
______________________________________________
The sun's streaming in through the window when I wake up. It's gonna
be another hot day. As usual, my cock is hard. I flip the sheet back and
look at my dad. His soft cock is poking out of his boxers. I just can't
help myself, so I lean down and take it in my mouth. I feel him jerk as he
wakes up. His cock immediately starts to get stiff and in a few seconds
it's like an iron bar. Feeling it get hard in my mouth is utterly
thrilling.
"Oh, my god!" he groans. "You darling little boy. You're good at
this." I'm in heaven, my dad's beautiful big dick in my mouth. I can only
get half of it in, it's so big. "Stop," he says, "I gotta pee."
I realize that my bladder is bursting. "Me too." We get out of bed
and go into the bathroom.
"Let's pee in the shower together," he says, pulling my underpants
down. "We should have a rule," he continues, "undressing yourself is now
illegal. We can only undress one another." I laugh and pull his silk
boxers down. We step into the shower and before he turns the water on, he
drops to his knees. "Pee on me, son." I direct my cock at his chest and
let fly. He moves my hand away and grips my cock, pointing the stream at
his cock and balls, and then up to his face. He closes his eyes and opens
his mouth and my pee goes right inside. I see him swallow. Then his lips
clamp round my dick as the last cupful or so empties into his mouth. He
swallows it all. "Fuckin' delicious," he murmurs, standing up. He starts
to pee, first on my stomach, then on my cock and balls and I slide down to
my knees and close my eyes. I feel his hot piss hitting my face and this
act of total surrender makes me incredibly horny. Just as his stream
begins to falter, I open my mouth and some piss goes in. It tastes a bit
like beer, only more bitter. I could get used to it. The taste doesn't
matter so much as the act of letting him do it. I take his cock in my
mouth to catch the last few drops, then start to suck him off, my tongue
pushing under his foreskin and running round the head. I've never been so
excited in my life. I don't care that he's my dad and what we're doing is
totally pervy, I'm far too aroused by the feel of his iron hard cock and
the softness of the skin that covers it. The faint flavor of pee is
replaced with a kind of salty bitterness of his precum.
"Oh, you gorgeous little cocksucker!" he whispers and I feel a thrill
of pride.
I take my lips from his cock for long enough to say, "I want you to
cum in my mouth, Daddy." I haven't called him "Daddy" for years, but I
want him to know that I'm still his innocent little boy. I go back to
fellating him with my lips, my head bobbing back and forth, listening to
him grunt and groan.
Then he shouts, "Here it cums!" and pulls his cock from my mouth. I
see the end of his dick swell and a blob of thick creamy cum hits my
forehead, then another lands on my cheek. I open my mouth wide and tilt my
head back and the next three squirts go right in. I take his cock back in
my mouth and suck hard, milking it with my hand for several more seconds,
until I know he's empty. I look up at him, my cum filled mouth open, then
I swallow. I put my hands to my face and spread his cum all over, on my
forehead, my cheeks, and my nose and across my mouth. The smell of it is
intoxicating.
"Holy shit!" he says. "You drove me fucking crazy!"
I smile, sit back on my heels and jerk myself off. It takes about ten
seconds for me to cum. Later, we go shopping.
When we get home and pull into the driveway, Don is in his front yard,
dressed like yesterday in his white tank and jogging shorts. Dad gets out
of the car.
"Hi, Don, been jogging?"
"Yeah. I'm bushed."
"Come in with us and have a cold beer. We have something to show
you." I grin.
Inside, we kick off our shoes and settle in the living room, with
beers and a coke for me. Dad and Don are side by side on the couch. I'm
standing in front of them. "Okay, Tony," says Dad. "Take your clothes
off."
"I thought there was a new rule," I say. "Still, if you insist." Don
looks at Dad sharply, wondering what's going on. I unzip my shorts, spread
the fly wide to show off my blinding white briefs, let the shorts fall and
step out of them. I slowly peel my T shirt off, revealing my hairless
chest. I lace my fingers behind my neck and thrust my hips forward,
swaying from side to side. Then I do a slow three sixty to show off my
butt.
"Doesn't he look fuckin' sexy in his underpants," says Dad. "Way too
sexy to be out in the driveway washing cars. People might get ideas." Don
looks startled. "They might be excited enough to take pictures of him."
He chuckles. "Yes, I've seen the pictures."
"Tony showed them to you?"
"Oh, don't blame Tony. I sneaked up on him when he was checking his
email in the middle of the night." He puts his arm round Don's shoulder.
"Attractive as my son is, I have to confess that you look even sexier in
panties, especially when they're soaked in cum." He gives Don's shoulder a
squeeze. "Take your underpants off, son." I slide my briefs down
revealing my hard cock. "Look," says Dad, "See how excited he gets when he
shows off. Gets me going too. Now for the good bit." I reach into the
shopping bag, pull out a pair of pink cotton panties with white trim and
pull them up my legs, hiding my stiffy. Then I produce a pale blue sun
dress, and pull it on over my head, smoothing it down over my hips. It
comes to just below my butt, indecently short. I pull my hair back into a
pony tail and hold it in place with a scrunchy. Earlier, I'd applied a
little mascara and eye liner to take care of my blonde eyelashes. I know
without checking a mirror that I've become an adorable little girl.
"Fuck me!" says Don. "I think I'm in love." I do a quick pirouette
and my dress flares out showing off my panties. Dad gets up and comes to
stand behind me. He slides the front of my dress up with one forearm and
slides his other hand slowly up my thigh until his hand cups my balls, then
puts his palm over my hard dick and closes his fingers. His hand moves
gently up and down.
"Yes, Don," he says, "my son lets me touch him. And I let him touch
me. Have you touched him?"
"No. I swear I didn't. It all happened too fast and I never got a
chance. He didn't touch me, either."
"He's right, Dad. Nothing happened. He just suddenly came in his
panties."
"Speaking of which," says Dad, letting my dress fall and releasing me.
He fishes in the bag and pulls out a pair of lavender panties with white
lace round the legs. "I wonder how you'd look in these, Don? Or maybe
you'd prefer these?" He produced a pair of turquoise tap pants, with a
short, loose leg like Don's jogging shorts, but with a slit up each side.
"Let's get undressed."
"Remember the rule, Dad," I say.
"Ah, yes. We have this rule. No one is allowed to undress himself.
Tony, do the honors." Don stands and I pull his shorts down and take his
tank off. Falling to my knees, I pull his white briefs down to expose his
pubic hair and the base of his cock which is bent painfully down. "All the
way, Tony. Get 'em off him."
"Say please. Beg me, both of you. I'll pull them down if you beg
me." They both start saying, "Please! Please! Take them off." I let
them go on for a while, teasing them as much as I dare, then I give the
briefs a tug and they fall to the floor. Don's cock springs out and hits
me on the chin. Dad hands me the tap pants and I pull them up Don's legs.
They are translucent enough to leave his rigid cock in full view.
"Just as I thought," says Dad. "Almost perfect though a little cum
might improve them. Your turn to undress me." He stands up in front of
Don who unzips Dad's pants and thrusts his hand in the fly. A big smile
breaks out on Dad's face. "I've been imagining this for months now," he
says. Don unfastens the top button and the pants fall. Today Dad is in a
pair of eye watering hot pink silk boxers, tented in front by his hard
cock. Don runs his hands over Dad's butt, feeling the smoothness of the
silk. Then he peels Dad's shirt off and drops to his knees. He pulls on
Dad's hips until his cheek is pressed against Dad's cock and continues to
caress his buttocks. Dad strokes his hair. Then I see the pink boxers
fall and that magnificent cock that I'd enjoyed sucking so much this
morning goes deep into Don's mouth. I run into the kitchen and find a
phone I can use as a camera and return to take half a dozen shots of my
father being sucked off by my neighbor. Dad is smiling at me. He looks
down at Don.
"Wouldn't you rather be sucking my son?" he asks. "Then I could take
some pictures so that I can jerk of when neither of you is around." I
stand beside my dad holding my dress up and Don slides my cotton panties
down, holds the shaft of my cock and puts his lips round the end.
"He's a good cocksucker, Dad, just as good as you are." He steps back
and shoots some pics. "Take one of me sucking Don," I say eagerly, pulling
cock from his mouth and pushing Don back on to the couch. On my knees
between his thighs, I take his hard cock out of the leg of his panties and
take it in my mouth. Not only is it just as thrilling as sucking off my
dad, I have the additional thrill of being watched and photographed by my
own father. I find that sucking a cock is just as thrilling as being
sucked, perhaps more so. Dad drops his boxers and pulls on the lavender
panties, saying, "Fuckin' awesome!" as I work on Don's cock. "He's a great
cocksucker, isn't he? I'm so glad he's turning out to be gay." One hand
holds the phone, his other pulls his cock from the leg of his panties and
jerks it. Don is speechless, overcome with lust. Dad steps in close and a
dramatic spray of cum shoots from his dick and lands on Don's face and
chest. Don lets out a groan. "Oh, God! I just love cum," and promptly
cums in my mouth. I stand up, right on the edge of orgasm, give my cock a
couple of quick strokes and shoot my load, adding to the blobs that had
come from my dad. Don is covered in streaks of creamy cum and he sprawls
there, a happy smile on his face. "I couldn't be happier," he says.
"I think you could," says Dad.
"How?"
"When we recover, how about you push that gorgeous cock of yours up my
ass and savagely fuck me?"
"Only if you fuck me," he replies.
"What about me?" I ask. "Don't I get fucked?"
"Let's not run before you can walk. First just a finger, then a
little butt plug, then perhaps a dildo until you stretch enough for it not
to hurt. I want your first fuck to be a glorious experience."
"Which if you is gonna be first to fuck me?"
"Both!" they say in unison.
I find my pink panties and pull them on. "I'm hungry," I say.
"Why don't we go out to lunch," says Dad. "You and me, Don, and our
little girl. She can show off her new dress."
"And my pink panties."
I love showing off.
The End
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