Date: Wed, 1 Jun 2005 15:17:30 -0700 (PDT) From: Jay Daniels Subject: school show off - 3 School Show Off - 3 Jay Daniels soxandboxers@yahoo.com Marc walked into Latin class, his favorite. Not that he particularly liked learning Latin, in fact it was pretty hard. He liked it because the teacher, Father Mike, was young and pretty cool and let guys get away with a lot of things in class. Father Mike was the newest teacher at St. Peter's School for boys, which Marc attended. Marc sat down at his assigned desk which was almost in the back corner of the room. He had on his grey dress pants, white shirt and tie that were the school uniform. He also had on navy blue nylon dress socks and black slip-on dress shoes. Underneath his uniform he wore Rick's boxers that he had swiped from him yesterday in the library. Since then he had added a couple of loads of his own jizz. He liked how the boxers felt. Since he normally wore briefs, this was a different experience. The loose boxers rubbed against his dick and make him hard almost all of the time. So when he sat down in his desk he already had an obvious boner in his pants. Dillon, the boy who sat right behind him in the corner seat, noticed the boner tenting his pants. Marc smiled, enjoying the attention. Dillon couldn't help but notice Marc; he had been checking him out for weeks. He loved watching Marc jack off in class; it made Latin class his favorite too. As Marc sat down in his seat, Dillon noticed the boner in his pants. He also noticed that he was wearing his dress pants low and had on a thin, tight white dress shirt. It was so thin you could see a couple of inches of the top of Marc's boxers showing through. Dillon leaned forward and said to Marc, "You have on boxers today. Usually it's briefs." Marc smiled and replied, "They're a gift from a friend." Marc's boner twitched thinking about Dillon sitting behind him every day, checking out his underwear. He wore those thin white shirts on purpose so other guys would notice his undies showing. "You like?" "Yeah, they're cool," said Dillon, "but I liked your red briefs yesterday, they were real hot. And they showed through your shirt real good." "Thanks, maybe I will wear them again sometime," said Marc, smiling. As Father Mike started today's lesson, Marc slid his socked feet out of his shoes and slid them under his seat. He did this every day, pretending that he didn't know what Dillon was up to behind him. Every day in class Dillon loved to play with Marc's shoes. He figured he was lucky Marc had never noticed. Some days he picked them up and took a sniff, other days he took his own shoes off and rubbed his feet on Marc's shoes. He always got a boner playing with Marc's shoes. Today he decided to go a step further; he slid off his shoes and actually put Marc's on. They were nice and loose from Marc always kicking them off in class. Marc smiled to himself, knowing Dillon was having fun with his shoes behind. He slid down in his seat and put his feet up on the desk in front of him, giving Dillon and anyone else who wanted to look a nice view of his socks. Father Mike didn't mind if the boys got comfortable in class, so lots of guys would kick off their shoes, take off their ties, and unbutton their shirt collars. Marc always took things a little further. Today he took off his tie and unbuttoned his shirt almost all the way down the front so that as he moved around in his seat, his nipples would be exposed. He knew this was going pretty far, but he also knew Father Mike wouldn't say anything to him. Being half undressed in class got Marc even hornier, so he started to rub his boner through his pants. He noticed Father Mike every so often glancing over at him to watch him stroke himself, and he also knew Dillon was watching from behind him. Marc had forgotten to wear a belt that morning; in fact he had gotten a demerit for it. But now he was glad he didn't have one on. He reached down and undid the top button on his dress pants. Then he slowly undid his zipper, so now the whole front of his pants were open exposing the boxers and his boner tenting them. Dillon almost exploded in his pants when he saw Marc unzip his. Marc usually jacked off in class, but today he was going further than usual. Dillon glanced at the front of the room; Father Mike was mostly looking at Marc, so Dillon figured he wasn't paying any attention to him. Dillon looked around to make sure no other guys were watching, then reached under his desk and lowered the zipper on his pants. He reached inside and felt his boner against his underwear. Then he reached inside the fly of his briefs and pulled his hard-on out. It felt so good to have his boner out in the open like that in class. Marc heard Dillon unzip his pants behind him and knew what he was up to. Marc moved around in his seat, and when he did his boner popped out of the fly of his boxers. He could hear Dillon make a noise behind him when that happened. He started to jerk himself off. When Dillon saw Marc's boner pop out of his underwear, he couldn't stop himself from letting a little moan escape from his mouth. As he watched Marc stroke his hard-on, Dillon kept jacking his own dick under his desk. He kept looking around to make sure nobody was looking, but other guys in class were either paying attention to the lesson or watching Marc out of the corner of their eyes. Dillon and Marc were both going at it, stroking their dicks in class, when Father Mike reminded everyone that class was ending early for a special assembly. Periodically the school held special lectures in the auditorium that all the boys were expected to attend. Both Dillon and Marc had forgotten about the assembly. Dillon reluctantly stuffed his dick, still hard, back in his briefs and zipped up his pants. He started to take off Marc's shoes, but then decided to keep them on. He pushed his own shoes up under Marc's desk. After Father Mark told the class to get ready for the assembly, Marc buttoned up his shirt, tucked it back into his pants, and zipped up the fly. He sat up and slid his feet back into his shoes. He knew immediately that they weren't his and figured Dillon must be having some fun with him. Marc stood up and turned around. "Want to walk to the auditorium together?" he asked Dillon. "Sure, sounds good," answered Dillon. As the two walked together, Marc looked down and smiled when he saw Dillon wearing his shoes. When they got to the auditorium Marc said "I like to sit in the back," and headed that way with Dillon following. Marc and Dillon sat down in the back row of the auditorium in a corner. They slid into the not-too-uncomfortable upholstered seats that had been part of the auditorium renovation a year earlier. As the lecture started the lights went down and the boys found themselves sitting in near darkness. "Guess I'll make myself comfortable," Marc whispered to Dillon. He kicked off his shoes, which were actually Dillon's, then took off his tie and unbuttoned some of the buttons on his shirt. Dillon didn't want to go as far as Marc, but he did take off his shoes and loosen his tie and collar. He slid his socked feet against the carpet over toward Marc's. Eventually his foot bumped Marc's, and he pulled back slightly. But he noticed that Marc didn't pull his foot back, so Dillon slid his foot against Marc's and left it there. After a couple of minutes, he felt Marc start to slide his socked foot against his. He liked the way it felt and wiggled his toes. Then Marc slid his foot on top of Dillon's and the two rubbed their feet together. Dillon had always had a crush on Marc and couldn't believe Marc was finally paying attention to him. Marc was getting hornier as he rubbed his socked feet all over Dillon's. He reached over and placed his hand on Dillon's thigh. As he did so, he felt Dillon twitch just a little bit. He slid his hand across Dillon's pants until he felt his boner, so he knew he was enjoying this. Marc looked over at the boy on the other side of him. It was Gil, one of the geeky science kids. Marc knew Gil wouldn't have the guts to say anything if he saw him have a little fun with Dillon. In fact he might even enjoy watching. Dillon let out a gasp as he felt Marc begin to unbuckle his belt. Then he felt the top button of his uniform pants come undone. Then he could feel his zipper doing down. Dillon looked down as the zipper was opened and his white briefs came into view. He panicked and looked around, but no one could really see what was going on except for maybe Gil. He reached over and felt for the waistband of Marc's pants. He found the button and undid it, then slid down his zipper. The whole time he did this Marc was rubbing Dillon's boner through his briefs. After Dillon got Marc's pants open, Marc lifted up off the seat and slid his pants down to his knees. He then let his pants fall to his ankles, and since he wasn't wearing shoes the pants slid completely off his legs. Dillon couldn't believe that Marc was sitting there in just his boxers and socks from the waist down. Then Dillon felt Marc start to tug on his pants, and he realized that he wanted Dillon to take his pants off too. Dillon whispered to Marc, "No." But Marc whispered back to him, "Yes," with a mischievous smile. Dillon could feel Marc continue to pull at his pants, and he tried to hold onto them as best he could. Then he saw Marc get down on the floor and crouch in front of Dillon's seat. Dillon felt a tug and felt his pants slide down to his thighs. Then another tug and his pants went down to his ankles. From there it was easy for Marc to pull Dillon's pants all the way off. Dillon panicked as he realized he was half naked in the school auditorium wearing just briefs and socks below the waist. Marc sat back in his seat. He was turned on knowing both he and Dillon were in their underwear, especially as he knew Dillon was freaking out. He reached over and started rubbing Dillon's boner through his briefs. Marc was really turned on by now, so he decided to really go for it. He leaned over Dillon's lap, pulled the front of his briefs down so his boner popped out, and took it in his mouth. He could hear Dillon gasp and feel him twitch as he took his penis into his mouth. Marc began sucking away on Dillon's five inch dick. He could taste the salty pre-cum as it oozed out of the head of Dillon's hard-on. Marc licked the shaft and swirled his tongue on the head of the penis. As he was working Dillon's dick, Marc realized that unknown hands were pulling on his boxers. He lifted his hips up slightly off the seat and felt the hands slide his boxers down over his thighs and down his legs. Then the boxers were gone and Marc was naked from the waist down except for his nylon dress socks. Then Marc shuddered as he felt a mouth close around his erection. This mouth felt so good as it licked and sucked on his boner. He closed his eyes and enjoyed the dual sensation of sucking a guy's dick while another guy worked on his. He wondered who it was going at it. After a few minutes, he felt Dillon start to squirm and knew he was about to cum. Then Marc tasted the jizz as Dillon shot wave after wave of cum into his mouth. At the same time Marc lost his load and felt the unknown mouth suck up every drop of his jizz. Marc sat up just in time to see Gil straighten up and wipe his mouth, and Marc smiled to himself. Marc looked on the floor trying to find his clothes. The boxers were nowhere to be found. Then he looked over and saw a bit of the material sticking out of Gil's backpack. Marc grinned, knowing Rick's boxers were getting a good work-out. He pulled his pants back up without bothering with underwear. Dillon couldn't believe that Marc had just given him a blow job. After Marc had let go of his dick, Dillon pulled his underwear back up and could feel cum still oozing out of his penis and soaking into his briefs. He sat there for a minute just enjoying the feeling. Then he realized he was still sitting just in his underwear and he'd better get dressed. He looked down and panicked when he couldn't find his pants or his shoes. He got down on the floor and looked under the seats. He realized that at some point either he or Marc must have kicked his pants and shoes under the seats in front of them, and they ended up sliding two rows in front of them. The lights came back up as the lecture ended. Dillon didn't know how he was going to get his clothes back. As boys began to get up and head toward the exits, Dillon decided to brave it and jumped over the seat in front of him, still in his underwear and socks. He bent down and looked under the seat in front of that one and found his pants and shoes. Staying down, he quickly slid his pants back on. A couple of boys standing nearby snickered as they saw Dillon in his underwear. He quickly pulled his pants up and zipped them up, then stepped into his shoes. As he did so, he realized that they were Marc's shoes and that Marc must still be wearing his. He looked around and saw Marc leaving the auditorium, but as he did he turned and smiled at Dillon. Dillon figured he could enjoy wearing Marc's shoes for a little longer.