Date: Sat, 10 Dec 2011 12:07:53 -0800 (PST) From: James Thompson Subject: my son loves to show off 4 My Son Loves to Show-Off - 4 by William Miller showoffson@yahoo.com (Note: Thanks for the nice e-mails, and feel free to write if you like the story!) My son, Trevor, and I were at an evening church service for Christmas. We decided as we usually did to sit in the balcony, which was populated mostly by boys of various ages who were more interested in texting than paying attention to church. The service began with a hymn, and Trevor and I stood to sing along with everyone. As we stood there, Trevor slipped his socked feet out of his loafers. I could feel him brush his socked foot up against my shoe, and I felt my cock stirring in my trousers already. As we sat down, Trevor kicked his shoes, sending them sliding to the pew behind us. I could hear the teenage boys behind me comment and laugh when the shoes appeared. I looked over to see Trevor already feeling his boner through his trousers. I looked down as he wiggled his toes; he had worn red socks for Christmas, and I knew that his briefs matched. As we sat through the beginning of the service, Trevor continued to masturbate sitting in the pew. Apparently the older boys behind us noticed, as I heard them commenting. I knew that that would make my son more excited. Soon Trevor unbuttoned and unzipped his trousers, so that when the next hymn began and we stood, his trousers fell to his ankles. My son stepped out of them and stood in his shirt and tie and matching red underpants and socks. When the hymn ended and we sat back down, and Trevor kicked his trousers away so they too slid to the pew behind us. I could hear the teen boys back there again laughing and commenting. Trevor slid his hand inside his briefs to jack himself, and with his other hand reached over and unzipped my trousers. He dug inside, found my hard cock, and pulled it out of the fly of my boxers. For a while he sat masturbating us both, but then he stretched out on the empty pew, his head in my lap. His mouth soon covered my dick, and his head began to bob up and down as he sucked my cock. The boys behind us were more intrigued and were leaning forward to catch a glimpse of my son sucking my dick. Trevor and I were both horny and turned on, he stretching out on a church pew half dressed with his hand in his underpants, and me with my son exploring my boner with his mouth and tongue. The next hymn began, and Trevor jumped up from the pew, again standing in his shirt and tie with underwear and socks. I stood behind him and slid his undies down. He gasped as he felt the elastic slip down over his hard cock, then slide down more releasing his boner. He stepped out of the underpants and was naked from the waist down except for his red socks. I stood behind my son and pressed against him. The head of my cock slid between his buttocks easily, and I began to slide my dick in and out, pumping and humping my son in church. Trevor gripped the pew in front of him, bending forward slightly, as my cock slid in and out. We were both too excited to pay much attention to what was going on around us, but we were both aware of the teen boys behind us. I pumped my boy a few more times, then he let out a gasp as he shot his cum. His jizz spurted all over the pew in front of him as well as onto the floor, and at the same time I shot my load inside my son. When I pulled my cock out, my semen dribbled down the back of his legs. The hymn ended and we quickly sat back down, Trevor now kicking his underpants away behind him. When I sneaked a peek behind me, one of the boys was holding my son's underpants, sniffing them and rubbing his own boner. I put my arm around my son and pulled him close for the rest of the service. When it came time to leave, his underpants, trousers and shoes were nowhere to be found. I put my jacket around his waist so that we could sneak out. We got some looks, but I told people he had spilled something on himself. By the time we got outside, Trevor dropped the jacket and walked to the car half-naked. One Saturday I promised to take Trevor to a large shopping mall with multi-levels. In the morning before we left, we were lounging around the house in robes when there was a knock at the door. Trevor loved to answer the door and ran to it clutching his robe closed. When he opened the door to an attractive younger delivery man, my son let his robe flop open, exposing his underpants and the erection poking above the elastic waistband. The delivery man could hardly talk for staring at my son, so Trevor obliged by reaching down to rub his boner. Trevor was wearing cartoon underpants, and the delivery man complimented him on them. My son thanked him, then pulled the underpants down and off. Trevor, now naked with an erection under his robe, held out the underpants and gave them to the delivery man, wishing him a merry Christmas. The man slowly walked away, continually turning to watch my son jerking his cock, his robe wide open. It was quite a few minutes before I could pull my son away from the door to get him dressed to go shopping. At the mall we immediately got on one of the glass elevators to ride to the top floor. Several men also shopping with their sons got on the elevator too. We were almost to the top when the elevator stopped. A security guard spoke to us through the intercom to tell us they would get us out, but it would be a few minutes. So as we waited, my hands began to explore my son's body, almost absent-mindedly. As I used my toes to pop the heels of Trevor's shoes off and my son lifted up his foot to let me pop the shoe off, the other dads began to notice. With Trevor now standing in his socks, my hands began to explore his chest, tweaking his nipples through his thin shirt. With both my hands I grasped Trevor's shirt, gave it a pull, and ripped it open in the front, the buttons popping off and flying everywhere. Two of the other dads gasped as my son's naked chest was exposed. Trevor leaned back against me, grinding against the hard-on in my trousers. I reached down to his trousers, wrenching the front of them open, popping the button and tearing open the zipper. With the sound of ripping fabric my son's underwear was exposed, then I let his trousers drop, and Trevor stepped out of them, now wearing only underwear and socks. One of the other dads followed suit and began to undress his son, while a third boy who as getting excited began undressing himself. Soon both boys were down to their underwear too. We were aware that the elevator was glass and people may be able to see in, but this did not deter anyone. Trevor turned toward me and undid my trousers, pulling out my hard cock. He got down on his knees and took my dick into his mouth. I could feel his tongue exploring the shaft and head of my penis, and I let out a groan of pleasure. Another of the sons followed suit, getting down on his knees in his underwear to suck his father's dick. The third boy just watched as his father masturbated his son. The other father and I moaned with pleasure at having our nearly-naked sons sucking our dicks in the glass elevator at the mall. It only took me a moment to reach orgasm, and I let out a loud grunt and began shooting my hot sperm into my son's eager mouth. Just after I shot, the other father came, also spurting jizz into his son's waiting mouth. Just then the elevator started to move, and in seconds it reached the top level and the door opened. There stood a security guard, who stared down at the three boys in underwear. The other two boys looked down at themselves in public in just underpants, panicked, and tried in vain to cover themselves with their hands. They quickly scrambled for their clothes, then ran off the elevator. Trevor and I simply walked off the elevator, leaving his clothes behind, and heading for the nearest clothing store. On Christmas Eve we were invited to a family dinner. When the meal was ready and we were all invited to find a seat at the large table, I looked around to see that Trevor was nowhere in sight. I didn't say a word, though, as I sat down. Shortly after the dinner began, I could feel something brushing my legs. I glanced under the table to find that my son had crawled under the table before the meal began to hide. He smiled up at me as he began undressing underneath the table. Shortly thereafter I felt hands pulling off my dress shoes and rubbing my socked feet. I peeked under the table again to find my underwear-clad son rubbing me, my foot pulled toward his lap so that I could feel his boner through my sock. I flexed my toes, grasping the shaft of his penis as best I could through the fabric of his underwear, then slid my foot up and down. All through the meal Trevor continued to rub my socked feet as I would rub his boner. Eventually he pulled off his underpants so that I could caress his hard-on directly with my socked foot. Occasionally he would reach up to squeeze or rub my dick through my trousers. When the meal ended the children ran off, and I helped clear up. When the coast was clear, I signaled Trevor, and he emerged from underneath the table, though now dressed. All except for his underpants, which he handed to me. I also noticed that he had taken a knife to his trousers, slicing up the seam in the back. Later we gathered around the tree to open gifts. I took a seat in a big comfy chair, and Trevor said he wanted to sit on my lap. Even though he was too old, he claimed that there were no other seats anyway, so I let him. Before he sat down he quickly unzipped my trousers and discreetly pulled my cock out of my boxers. Then he sat down, and immediately my hard dick slid between his buttocks. My cock slid right into him, and Trevor sighed and eased himself down on top of me. He was able to move up and down slightly, not so much to be obvious, but more as if he was wiggling around from the excitement. Trevor and I sat there, my cock inside of him, and the rest of the family having no idea that I was fucking my son right in front of them. From time to time Trevor was handed a gift, which allowed him to wiggle around more, getting me more and more excited. Finally he pushed himself down hard, and at that moment I lost control. I began to shoot cum inside of my son with my family all around, unaware. A small wet spot began to form on the front of Trevor's trousers, the only indication that he had cum too. It had been a good Christmas.