Date: Sat, 13 Aug 2005 08:52:03 -0700 (PDT)
From: James Michaels <cincysoxandundies@yahoo.com>
Subject: loves to show off 4

Loves to Show Off - 4

by James Michaels

cincysoxandundies@yahoo.com


NOTE: Thanks for all the e-mails about my story. I love to hear from guys
who are into the same things as me. The stories about Christopher are based
on my own experiences. I got into undressing in public at a very young age,
and then added jacking off once I became old enough to do it. I would love
to hear from other guys who love showing off like me or enjoy seeing other
guys show off in public. Thanks and enjoy!



Christopher, now fifteen, had recently gotten his learning permit to learn
how to drive. He was excited about turning sixteen and getting his license,
knowing that driving would give him some freedom. His dad had enrolled him
in a driving course after school. Christopher was now sitting in the
driver's seat of the car with his instructor sitting next to him in the
passenger seat. There was supposed to be another boy with them that day,
but he was sick, so it was just Chris and the instructor, John. Chris
thought John was very friendly and easy-going. Chris also noticed that John
gave him the same kinds of looks that older guys did when they were
checking Chris out. Chris loved showing off. He started stripping in public
at about age nine and began masturbating in public at about age 12 or 13,
so he knew when older guys were interested in watching him. John was a
good-looking guy who had said he was thirty.

It was a hot day and Chris was wearing his school uniform, which consisted
of grey pants, white shirt, tie, and dress shoes and socks. "Sorry the air
conditioning in the car is broken," said John. "You look pretty hot in that
uniform; hope you're not suffering too much."

"It is pretty hot in these clothes," agreed Chris. "Would it be O.K. if I
took some of them off?"

"Sure, that's fine," said John. "Just be careful while you're driving."

"Great, thanks," said Chris. At the next red light he pulled off his tie
and threw it into the back seat. Then he unbuttoned his shirt and pulled it
off, tossing it into the back seat as well. He had on a white T-shirt under
his shirt, and he felt better getting the dress shirt off. The light turned
green and he drove forward. When he stopped at the next red light, he put
the car into park, reached down and pulled off his slip on dress shoes. He
tossed them into the back seat with everything else. He put the car back in
drive and pulled forward.

"Hey, how much are you going to take off?" asked John, laughing. He was
excited by having Chris strip next to him, but he also was afraid of
getting into trouble.

"As much as I can," said Chris, grinning. He now had a boner in his pants
knowing that John was enjoying the show.

"O.K., just be careful," said John. He was trying to hide his own erection.

"It feels strange using the pedals in just socks," said Chris, "but it
feels kind of neat, too." As he drove, Chris reached down with one hand to
undo his uniform pants. At the next red light Chris put the car in park
again, and quickly pulled the pants down and off, throwing them in the back
seat too. He was now driving in his briefs, T-shirt and dress socks. "Wow,
this feels a lot better. Thanks for letting me get those hot clothes off."

"No problem, just be careful like I said," responded John, now looking down
at Chris' boner now obviously tenting his white briefs.

"I will," said Chris, reaching down to grope his erection through his
underwear. Whenever he would strip in public or in front of another guy,
Chris liked to daydream about some of the experiences he had had in the
past. Thinking about his adventures got him even more excited.

Chris had been undressing in public places since he was very young, even
before he completely understood why he enjoyed doing it. He especially
loved to strip if older men were around to watch him. He couldn't do it
much in front of his dad because he would yell at Chris, but sometimes he
could do it in front of his Uncle Jake who was afraid to tell him no.

Being in the car reminded him of a time when his Uncle Jake took him out
for the day when he was about ten. Chris was riding in the back seat and
told his uncle he was hot. He took off his T-shirt, sneakers and shorts so
he had on only cartoon briefs and white socks. He knew he was getting too
old for cartoon underpants, but he still loved them. When they stopped at a
restaurant to eat, Chris hopped out of the car in his underwear.

"Sorry, partner," said his Uncle Jake. "You can't go in like that. You have
to get dressed."

"O.K." said Chris. He stood in the parking lot pulling his clothes and
shoes back on. He followed his uncle into the restaurant. Once they were
seated in a booth, Chris immediately took off his sneaks. He kicked them
away under the table, and they slid under the booth behind where he was
sitting. While Uncle Jake was looking at the menu, Chris slid his shorts
down and let them fall off. He kicked those away under the table too, and
they also ended up under the booth behind him. As older men would walk past
the table, they would look down at Chris in his underpants and briefs and
smile at him. Chris always smiled back, enjoying the attention. His uncle
had no idea he was sitting in his underwear.

When it came time to leave, Chris realized that two men were now sitting in
the booth behind him where his clothes were on the floor. He didn't know
how he would get his shorts and shoes back. "Let's go," said Uncle Jake,
getting up to pay the check. Chris got up and followed him wearing only his
T-shirt, cartoon briefs and ankle white socks. As he walked past the booth
behind where he had been sitting, he looked under the table and saw his
clothes still on the floor. The men smiled at him, apparently unaware that
the boy's clothes were on the floor beneath them. Chris smiled and walked
past them without saying anything. He followed his uncle to the cash
register and then out the door. Jake never even noticed his nephew was in
his underwear.

They got back in the car and Uncle Jake headed back to the highway. Again
in the back seat, Chris took off his T-shirt. He made sure his uncle wasn't
looking, then tossed the shirt out of the window. He looked back to see it
flutter away and land on the highway. He figured since he lost his other
clothes, he might has well lose his shirt too.

An hour later Jake pulled into his brother's driveway. He and his nephew
got out of the car, and he looked down to see Chris in just his underwear
and socks. "You have to put your clothes back on now," he said to his
nephew.

"I can't; I lost them," said Chris.

"You lost them? Where?"

"Back in the restaurant where we ate," said Chris. "I took them off and
they went under the table behind me. When we left there was someone sitting
there, and I couldn't get them back."

Uncle Jake groaned. "Oh, no, your father is going to kill me. Well, let's
go face the music," he said, heading into the house. The day ended with
Jake promising to his angry brother that he would buy a new outfit for
Chris to replace the lost clothes.

Chris realized that as he had been thinking of this story, he had been
furiously rubbing his boner through his underwear right in front of John,
the driving instructor. He looked over and saw John smile at him, noticing
that the man had a massive tent in his pants himself. Chris continued to
drive with one hand on the wheel and one hand on his crotch.

That had not been the only time Chris had lost his clothes. In fact, it
happened several times. He began to think about a time he had lost his
clothes that had happened only a month ago.

Chris had one day stumbled upon a store where he saw lots of men going in
and coming out all the time. The store sold magazines and dvds, but you had
to be eighteen years-old to go in. Chris knew that they must sell
pornography in the store, and also knew that there was no way they would
let him in.

He decided to go around back to the parking lot, thinking maybe one of the
men would drop or throw away a magazine, and he could take it. When he got
back there he found a paved parking lot with a big fence around it, so it
was pretty private. He noticed a lot of cars parked back there, some of
them with men sitting inside. He wondered why they didn't go into the
store. Then he noticed that one of the men's arm was moving up and down,
and it dawned on Chris that the man was masturbating. He realized he had
found a place where men might go to meet other guys to jack off together,
and he got excited.

Chris walked to one end of the building where he found the back exit to the
store with a little stoop and a coule of steps. He went behind the stoop
and kicked off his sneakers. He figured he could leave his shoes there and
they would be hidden by the steps. Chris walked around the parking lot in
his white socks, enjoying the feeling of the warm pavement through the
cotton. As he walked around he watched the men sitting in their cars
watching him, many of them masturbating. Chris got his own erection and
began to rub it through his jeans.

Chris was enjoying this and glad he had stumbled across the place. He
returned to the back door where he had left his shoes, and standing behind
the stoop, took his shirt off and dropped it on top of his shoes. Then he
took his jeans off and dropped them too. Now in just white briefs and white
socks, Chris again walked around the parking lot. All of the men were
checking him out now, most of them jacking themselves off. Chris was
enjoying giving a little show to a bunch of horny guys. As he walked, he
rubbed his hard-on tenting the front of his tightie whities.

Chris noticed that occasionally men would get out of their cars and walk
around too. Often they would stop at the driver's side of a parked car and
talk to the man inside. Chris wondered if the men were talking about
sex. The thought got him more excited, and he continued to walk around the
parking lot masturbating. All of the men would stare at Chris as he walked
by. Finally the excitement got to be too much for Chris, and he had to
relieve the pressure. Standing in the middle of the parking lot, and
knowing all eyes were on him, Chris pulled his briefs down enough to expose
his dick. He jacked it openly until he started to cum. He shot his jizz all
over the concrete, knowing that several men were watching him have an
orgasm. That feeling made it more intense. After he was spent, he pulled up
his briefs and went back to get his clothes.

When he got to the little stoop, he panicked. His clothes were gone. One of
the men getting out of his car must have taken them. He looked around, but
now none of the men were out of their cars, and Chris had no idea which one
had taken his stuff. Not sure what to do, he slid down the alley next to
the store. He was mad that his clothes were stolen, but he was also turned
on by the idea that he was clad only in his underwear and socks in
public. Since he only lived a few blocks away, he decided to just run home
in his undies.

Chris began walking down the street in his briefs. A few cars drove past,
but knowing guys were seeing him in his underwear just got Chris more
turned on. A car full of high school-aged boys even honked at him, and the
boys yelled out the window to him. The attention just got him excited.

Chris finally reached his house, and luckily his dad was not home to yell
at him. He got in using the spare key and went to his room to masturbate.

While remembering this story, Chris had been jacking off in the car right
in front of his instructor. He had pulled his briefs down so he could
stroke his dick in the open. When he stopped for a stop sign, Chris began
to moan and groan. His face turned red, and he started to have an
orgasm. Wave after wave of cum shot all over his stomach, hand and legs. At
the same time, John shot his own load inside his pants. After they had both
cum, John said to his student, smiling, "you definitely get an 'A' for
today."

Chris smiled back.