Date: Sat, 14 Jan 2006 08:00:19 -0800 (PST)
From: James Daniels <losemypants@yahoo.com>
Subject: embarrassed 6

Embarrassed - 6

by James Daniels

losemypants@yahoo.com

Bob dropped Joey off at his house, and Joey, still in his wet underwear and
socks, let himself in with the hidden spare key. He walked to the laundry
room where he peeled off his underwear and socks and tossed them in with
the laundry, then went upstairs and took a shower.

After his shower Joey put on a robe and heard the telephone ring. He
answered the extension in his room. "Hello?"

"Hi Joey, it's Gilbert."

"Hi Gilbert, what's up?" Joey looked across to Gil's bedroom, but he wasn't
there. "Are you at home?"

"No, I'm at work. Hey, I wondered if you would like to go to the movies
tonight? Then maybe you could stay over at my place? My dad says it's O.K."

"Yeah, sounds good," answered Joey.

"Great, I'll be going straight from work, so I will meet you at the theater
at seven o'clock."

"See you then," said Joey, hanging up the phone. Suddenly Joey remembered
that the last time he had gone to the movies, Jeremy, one of the ushers,
had given him his phone number. Joey found the piece of paper and called
him.

"Hello?"

"Uh, may I speak to Jeremy please?"

"That's me."

"Oh, uh, well, I don't know if you will remember me, but uh ..."

"Hey, you're the boy I gave my number to the other day, aren't you?"

"Yeah, I am. I didn't know if you would remember."

"How could I forget? Glad you finally called me. What's your name?"

"I'm Joey. Um, I was wondering, my friend and I are going to the movies
tonight, and I wondered if you would be working."

"As a matter of act, I am working tonight. I hope I see you there. Is your
friend as cute as you are?"

Joey blushed. "Um, well..."

"I'm sure he is," said Jeremy. "I'll see you tonight," he said as he hung
up the phone.

Since Joey had some free time to kill before the movie, he decided to get
dressed and take a walk. He put on a pair of white track pants and
sneakers, and his blue and white striped bikini briefs matched his blue
t-shirt.

Joey had been walking for about a half a mile when he decided to cut
through a yard behind a house to get to the street on the other side. He
jumped over the fence surrounding the yard and was half-way across when he
heard growling. He turned around to see a dog on his feet. Joey took off,
and the dog chased him. It was hard for him to run across the yard because
it was soggy and his sneakers kept getting stuck. Finally the mud sucked
his sneakers off, and Joey had to run the rest of the way in his
socks. There was no way he could go back to get his shoes.

Joey made it to the edge of the yard where there was another fence. He
noticed an opening underneath the fence, and he thought he could make it
through. He got down on the ground and wriggled underneath the fence and
was halfway when he felt his track pants get snagged on the sharp metal
fence. With the dog right behind him, Joey had to keep going. As he crawled
under the fence, his pants pulled right off of him. Joey made it through
but was now running in his bikinis briefs, t-shirt and socks. What was even
worse was that the dog had crawled under the same opening beneath the fence
and was still chasing him.

Joey continued to run, now afraid people would see him in his underwear. He
quickly spied another fenced yard and jumped over it. Now at least the dog
couldn't chase him anymore. Joey ran through the yard and jumped over the
fence on the other side. This time his t-shirt caught on the top of the
fence, so as he dropped down on the other side, his t-shirt pulled off of
him. Joey kept running, almost forgetting that he was now wearing only a
pair of bikini briefs and his socks.

After the disastrous walk, Joey decided he'd better head for home. As he
walked down the street, he would try to hide anytime a car passed,
embarrassed to be caught in his skimpy underpants. Unfortunately one of the
cars that passed was full of older boys from Joey's school who had always
picked on him.

"Hey, look at the little faggot!" yelled one boy. "He's in his little
panties!"

Joey froze, not sure what to do or where to go. Although he was about to
die from embarrassment to be seen like this, he realized that he was
getting a boner. He couldn't believe these boys were going to see him with
an erection. He looked around for a place to hide.

"Yeah, my girlfriend would like little panties like that," yelled another
of the boys. Let's get 'em off him."

Three of the boys jumped out of the car and chased after Joey. Although he
took off and started running, Joey was quickly caught by the boys. The
tackled him and pinned him down on the ground. To make matters worse, Joey
was now completely erect.

The boys pulled on Joey's bikini underwear, and Joey tried desperately to
hold onto them and keep them up. All of the activity, though, was having
the unfortunate effect of stimulating Joey.

"Look, dude, the faggot has a boner," yelled one of the boys.

Finally the boys had hold of Joey's underpants and pulled them down. As the
cotton fabric slid down along the shaft of Joey's cock, the stimulation
proved to be too intense, and Joey had an orgasm and his cum began to shoot
out of his rigid cock.

"Oh, gross man, he's cummin' all over himself," said one boy.

"Oh, sick, dude, let's get out of here." The boys ran back to the waiting
car, taking Joey's underwear with them.

Joey was left lying on the sidewalk wearing only white socks and with his
own jizz all over him. He got up and began to walk home. Anytime a car
drove by, Joey would look for a tree or bush to hide behind. When there
wasn't anything to hide behind, Joey would try to cover his dick with his
hands. He knew men were laughing at him as the drove past and saw him
naked.

Joey eventually made it home and collapsed on his bed, exhausted. He
planned to sleep until it was time to go to the movies.

When Joey woke several hours later, he looked at the clock to see that it
was seven o'clock. He had overslept and was now late. He jumped up and got
dressed quickly, hoping Gilbert wouldn't be mad at him. He quickly put on a
pair of briefs and pulled a pair of nylon basketball shorts on over
them. He put on a t-shirt, a fresh pair of white ankle socks, shoved his
feet into sneaks and took off.

Joey arrived at the theater about fifteen minutes later and saw Jeremy
standing in the lobby.

"Hi, Joey."

"Hi, Jeremy. I am late and I was supposed to meet my friend here. Do you
know if he went in already?"

"I did see a boy about your age waiting around here in the lobby," said
Jeremy, "I bet that was him. He's sitting up front. I'll show you." Jeremy
led the way to the front using his flashlight.

When they got to the second from the front row, Joey saw Gilbert sitting
there. "Thanks Jeremy," whispered Joey.

"No problem," Jeremy whispered back, "and I was right, your friend is cute
too."

After he sat down next to Gilbert Joey whispered to him, "I'm really sorry
I'm late, I overslept."

"It's O.K.," said Gilbert, "I'm glad you made it. You haven't missed much
of the movie." Gilbert was still dressed in his uniform from work. He
worked at the library and had to dress up for work. He had on dress pants,
a polo shirt, and dress socks with loafers. Gil put his feet up on the
first row of seats in front of them, and Joey did the same. Both boys let
the heels of their shoes pop off, so they were both dangling their shoes
over the row in front of them. Joey wiggled his toes which caused his shoes
to fall off his feet and drop onto the floor in the front row.

"Uh oh, you lost your shoes," said Gilbert.

"That's O.K.," said Joey, "I will just leave them there and get them
later."

When Gil was watching the movie and not paying much attention, Joey used
his socked toes to push Gil's loafer off. It fell to the floor with a
thump.

"Oh, man, now I lost my shoe," said Gilbert.

"We'll get them later. You might has well take the other one off," said
Joey.

"I guess so," said Gil. He wiggled his foot and the other loafer fell to
the floor with another thump. He wiggled his toes in his nylon dress socks.

Although there were several groups of people sitting toward the back of the
theater, few people were sitting up front. Joey noticed that Jeremy made a
few rounds with his flashlight, and each time he walked past he smiled at
them.

"That usher is really cute," whispered Gilbert.

"Yeah, he thinks you're cute too," Joey whispered back.

"Do you know him?"

"Kind of ... I met him the last time I came here."

The next time Jeremy made a round to check on things, he waited until a
point in the movie that was dark so the theater was pitch black. He quickly
ducked down and began to crawl on the floor down the aisle where Joey and
Gil were sitting. Joey and Gil both put their feet down on the floor,
unsure of what Jeremy was going to do.

As Jeremy crawled on the floor toward the boys, he kicked off his shoes and
wriggled out of his pants. When he got to the boys, Joey could feel his
shorts being pulled down. Joey lifted his hips off the seat to help him,
then Jeremy pulled the shorts off and tossed them aside. Jeremy did the
same with Joey's briefs, pulling them off and tossing them away. The next
thing Joey felt was Jeremy's warm mouth surrounding his boner. Joey let out
a moan of pleasure as he felt Jeremy's tongue up and down his shaft and
swirling around the tip of his erect cock.

After a few minutes Joey realized that Gil was mesmerized by what was
happening, and he was rubbing his boner through his pants. Joey reached
over and undid Gil's pants. Gil lifted up his hips so that Joey could get
Gil's pants down and off. Joey pulled Gil's cock out through the fly of his
tightie whities, and he leaned over and took it in his mouth. Joey loved
the incredible feeling of having a dick in his mouth while his own was
being sucked by another guy. Jeremy was naturally jacking himself off too.

Gil let out a sigh as he felt Joey go down on his cock. It was the best
feeling he had ever experienced, and it was something he had hoped would
happen for a long time. Then suddenly he realized where they were and
looked around in a panic. He wasn't sure if anyone around them could see
what was happening or not. Feeling the tugging and sucking on his cock made
him forget about that after a minute.

Joey could tell he was getting close to an orgasm, and the way Gil was
wiggling around in his seat, he was probably close too. Joey was licking
the shaft of Gil's penis when it exploded, shooting out streams of cum that
landed on Joey's face. Joey moaned as he began to cum, his jizz spilling
out all over himself and Jeremy, while Jeremy began spewing his load onto
the floor, some of it landing on Joey's socks. All three boys forgot for
that incredible moment of pleasure where they were.

Jeremy quickly realized he had better get back to work. He grabbed clothes
and pulled them on while still crawling around on the floor. He pulled
pants on which felt too tight, and when he got to the end of the aisle,
stood up still in his socks. He was walking past the front row when he saw
a pair of shoes and stepped into them so he could continue on his rounds of
the theater.

Joey pulled his briefs back up and decided to sit through the rest of the
movie in his underwear and socks. Gil looked all over the floor, then
finally said, "I can't find my clothes."

Joey looked around, then spotted Jeremy wearing Gil's tight pants and
smiled. He saw Jeremy's pants on the floor, crept over and picked them
up. He handed them to Gil and said, "Here, you can wear this."

Gil pulled the pants on and said, "These are not mine, they are way too big
for me."

"You can wear them for now," said Joey.

Meanwhile Jeremy was walking around in Gil's pants, which were way too
tight on him. He realized that he must have somehow picked up the wrong
trousers. As he walked around the theater, he could feel the seams
ripping. As he walked he could feel the pants tearing apart. He couldn't
keep the zipper up and the top button was straining to stay buttoned. His
shoes were tight too, hurting his feet.

After the movie was over, Joey found his shorts and pulled them back on. He
saw a pair of shoes he thought were Jeremy's and handed them to Gil. "Here,
you can wear these." Gil stepped into the dress shoes which were clearly
several sized too big for him. When he stood up he had to hold the baggy
pants up. Joey found his sneakers and put them back on.

When they walked to the lobby, the boys saw Jeremy standing behind a column
trying to hide himself with his hands. All of the seams of his pants were
ripping open, exposing his bright red briefs. Joey walked over and said,
"You put Gil's pants on by mistake."

"I know," said Jeremy, "and now they are ripping. I think the shoes are his
too." When Jeremy bent forward to look at his shoes, the button popped off
the waistband of the pants, and the whole front of the trousers came open
exposing more of his underwear. "Oh, man, sorry, but I have to get my pants
back so I don't get in trouble."

"But I can't wear those now," said Gil, "they're all ripped up."

"That's O.K.," said Joey, "we are just going home. They will be alright
until we get there."

"O.K.," said Gil. He and Jeremy walked behind a screen. Gil stepped out of
his shoes and dropped the pants, stepping out of them. Jeremy pulled the
tight shoes off, then wriggled out of the tight pants. They traded pants
back and pulled them on.

Without thinking, Jeremy shoved his feet into Gil's tight loafers. "Thanks,
man, I'll see you later," he said, going back to work.

Gil stepped back into Jeremy's oversized shoes. He looked at the pants and
realized his underwear was showing because of all the tears. Plus the
button was gone and the zipper was broken, so he had to hold them closed in
the front. Joey came up and handed Gil a safety pin. "Here, I found this,
you can use it to keep the pants closed in front."

The two boys left the theater and began walking home. As they walked down
the street, a car full of older boys, the boys who often picked on Joey,
slowed down. "Hey look, the fags are on a date." said one of the boys.

"Yeah, I'm surprised the little faggie boys aren't kissing each other right
here on the street."

Joey whispered, "Let's cut through some yards to get away from them."

The boys turned and headed through a yard as a shortcut home.

"Hey, we're talking to you two fruits," said one of the boys, now getting
out of the car.

"We better run!" yelled Gil, and the boys took off with a couple of boys
from the car chasing after them.

Gil couldn't run in the oversized shoes. He ran right out of them and kept
going in his dress socks. Then to make matters worse, the already ripped
pants were tearing even more. As Gil ran the pants began to tear away. The
boys heard a loud ripping noise, and the pants completely fell apart,
pieces of them landing on the ground. Gil had to run now dressed only in
his shirt, white underpants, and dress socks. Behind them they heard the
bullies laughing as they stopped to pick up Gil's shoes and the pieces of
his pants he had left behind.

Luckily Gil and Joey got away and arrived at Gil's house. "Oh man," he
said, "my dad will ground me if he sees me like this."

"Maybe he isn't home," said Joey.

"I don't know," said Gil, "let's sneak in quiety and hope he isn't there."
Gil also had a hidden spare key to his house, so he used it to let the boys
inside. The boys walked into the foyer of the house, which opened right
into the formal dining room. Unfortunately, Wendell, Gil's father, was
having a business meeting with one of his colleagues at the dining room
table. Gil was standing in the doorway to the dining room wearing only his
shirt, underwear and socks, with his father and his business colleague
staring at him. After a moment of quiet, the man started to smirk and
laugh.

"Gilbert!" explained Wendell, "What happened to your clothes?"

Gil turned read and tried to hide his underpants with his hands. "Um, well,
um, it's a long story. Some older boys ..."

"Nevermind," said Wendell, "just go get something on. You're interrupting
our meeting."

"Sorry, dad," said Gil, turning to go.

Joey looked at the man with Gil's father and knew he was enjoying the
show. The boys walked upstairs, and Joey knew he would be in store for some
more fun tonight.