Date: Thu, 2 Jun 2005 15:29:00 -0700 (PDT) From: Jay Daniels Subject: school show off - 5 School Show Off - 5 Jay Daniels soxandboxers@yahoo.com Marc had been feeling particularly horny lately. He loved showing off in front of other guys at his school, St. Peter's School for Boys. Lately he had been trying different things to get the attention of other boys. He loved showing off his underwear and had recently special ordered some new briefs that were multi-colored and some even had prints on them. When he wore his uniform dress pants low and had on one of his skin tight thin white shirts, guys could see several inches of his briefs showing through. Other days he would "accidentally" leave his zipper open, so when he sat down in class the front of his pants would gape open and his underwear could be seen. He loved it when other boys in class checked out his undies. Marc had also been jacking off in class a lot lately. Showing off got him so turned on that he was hard all the time, then the more he played with himself the hornier he got. He was jacking off in almost every class, although he usually only came about four or five times a day. He didn't care if other boys in class saw him jacking off, in fact he liked it when they watched. A few guys made fun of him, but he ignored them. He figured they probably wanted to jack off too but were afraid to do it in class. Mr. Rawlings was proctoring an exam in his Shakespeare class. Most of the boys were working on their exams, but he noticed that Marc was playing with himself in class as usual. Mr. Rawlings was glad he had assigned Marc to a desk in the front row; it gave him a nice view every day of Marc's activities. He played with himself almost every day in class, and he didn't care who saw him, whether it be the teacher or other boys. Today he had his pants unzipped and was rubbing an obvious boner through his underwear. He seemed oblivious to Mr. Rawlings or the boys on either side of him watching him go at. Marc had also taken off his shoes as he often did in class and was stretching out his legs and wiggling his toes in his blue dress socks. Mr. Rawlings hoped Marc was as focused on the test as he was on his own pleasure. During the exam, Mr. Rawlings was slowly walking back and forth at the front of the classroom to keep an eye on the boys. As he was walking past Marc's desk he accidentally kicked one of Marc's shoes, and it skidded across the room. Actually, it may not have been entirely accidental. But Marc was too engrossed in what he was doing to notice. Mr. Rawlings peeked under Marc's desk and saw that he now had his erection poking out of the fly of his pants and was openly jacking off in class. He couldn't believe how uninhibited Marc was, but he certainly liked the show. Now the boy next to Marc was staring at him and had his hand down his own pants. Mr. Rawlings could tell from the movement that he was playing with himself too. He continued to walk slowly around the classroom to watch the boys work on their exams. He saw a few with their shoes off, and a couple in the back were also playing with themselves, mostly rubbing their boners through their uniform pants. One boy had his hand in his pocket, but he could see the hand moving up and down. Maybe he had a hole cut in his pocket? Mr. Rawlings noticed that one of the boys, Dillon, had finished his exam early and had it turned face-down on his desk. He was one of the boys who had been rubbing his hard-on through his pants throughout the test. Mr. Rawlings could tell from the look on his face that Dillon was right on the verge of an orgasm. "Dillon," said Mr. Rawlings, "if you are done with your exam, could you please take it up to my desk?" Dillon got a panicked look on his face. "Um, O.K. Mr. Rawlings." He stood up and started walking up to the front of the room with his test paper. About halfway up he stopped, and his body started to twitch and jerk. Mr. Rawlings knew he was cumming in his pants. He watched as a wet spot formed on the front of his thin grey trousers. After his body stopped jerking, Dillon walked up to the front of the room, placed his exam on the desk and hurried back to his seat. Mr. Rawlings continued to walk around the classroom. As he walked past Marc's desk again, he accidentally kicked Marc's other shoe, which skidded across to the other side of the room. Again Marc was oblivious, concentrating on his throbbing erection. Mr. Rawlings again looked under Marc's desk and saw that he was still jerking his boner out in the open. He was leaking a lot of pre-cum, which was making the head of his cock wet. Then Mr. Rawlings heard a slight grunt escape from Marc's mouth, and he watched as his dick began to spurt cum. The sperm shot all over and ended up on Marc's hand, penis, and pants. After his orgasm had subsided, Marc stuffed his dick back in his pants and zipped them up. "Time is up," called Mr. Rawlings, "everyone take their exams up to my desk at the front of the room." He watched Marc stand up, still in his socks, and walk up to the desk to turn in his paper. Mr. Rawlings could see cum stains all over the front of his pants. Other boys too stood up to turn their papers in, many still with boners obvious in their uniform trousers. Marc looked under his desk for his shoes and couldn't find them. He spied one over at the side of the classroom, and walked over in his socks to retrieve it. Then he saw the other shoe over on the other side of the room. He picked that one up on the way out of the classroom and walked out into the hallway in his socks, carrying his shoes. Mr. Rawlings couldn't wait for the show tomorrow. Marc was excited today; not only was it lab day, his favorite part of science class, but also he had been assigned a new lab partner. Joey was new to the school. He was a couple of years younger than Marc, but very smart so he had been moved into more advanced classes. He had blond hair, a fair complexion and blue eyes. He was pretty small for his age, and being younger than the other boys in class, seemed even tinier in comparison. Marc couldn't wait to get started with his new lab partner. The science teacher finished his explanation of the experiment for the day, and the students found their way to the lab tables. Marc and Joey took the lab table in the back. With the partitions that went all the way around the table, nobody could see what was going on underneath. Marc and Joey began working on their experiment. "Hey Marc," whispered Joey, "Your pants are unzipped. You can see your underwear showing." Marc looked down and smiled. "Do you like them?" Joey looked at Marc with his eyes wide. "Huh?" "They're new," said Marc, "Do you like them? I like it when guys check out my new undies." "You mean you don't care if guys can see your underwear?" asked Joey. "No, I like it. I want everyone to see my new briefs." "Gosh," said Joey, "I would die of embarrassment if anyone saw my underwear." "Why?" asked Marc, "What kind do you have?" He reached out and grabbed Joey's zipper and started to pull it down. Joey jumped back, "Hey, what are you doing?" "Just having some fun," said Marc, smiling. He decided he was going to have to go easy on the new boy. "Don't mean to upset you." "It's O.K.," said Joey. He didn't want Marc to think he wasn't cool. He looked at Marc's briefs showing through his open fly. "What kind do you have? I've never seen underwear like that." Marc smiled and pulled his gaping fly open even farther. "You like? I ordered them off of the internet." "They're cool," said Joey, "I thought most guys wore plain white briefs or boxers." Marc shrugged. "A lot do, but I think they're kind of boring, don't you think so?" "I guess so," said Joey. He was afraid that the boys would find out that he was still wearing Underoos. The boys sat on their stools at the lab table working on their experiment. Marc let his dress shoes slide off his feet, and they hit the ground with a thud. Joey looked down. "How come you took your shoes off?" "It's more comfortable that way. You should do it too." "No, I don't think so. I don't want to get in trouble." "You won't get in trouble, nobody will see," said Marc. "I don't know" said Joey. Truth was he wasn't used to wearing these new dress shoes his mother had bought for him. They were pretty tight and hurt his feet. "O.K., I guess I will." He reached down and pulled one shoe off, then pulled the other off and set his shoes down on the floor. Marc looked down at Joey wiggling his toes in his black socks. "Feels good, doesn't it?" "Yeah, actually, it does," said Joey. By now Marc's dick was so enlarged it was straining his briefs. He reached inside his open fly and rubbed his boner through his underwear. "Man, I am hard as a rock. I can't believe how horny I am." Joey was shocked. He couldn't Marc had said that and was actually rubbing himself in class. "Do you ever get boners in class?" asked Marc. "Well, um, yeah, sometimes I guess," mumbled Joey. "Do you have one right now?" asked Marc. He reached out and grabbed Joey's dick through his dress pants. It felt like he had a semi. "Feels like you do." Joey blushed bright red. "I guess maybe I do." Marc went for it and pulled his cock out of his pants. He started jacking himself off under the table. "Man, when I get hard, I just have to jerk off. It's the only way I can get rid of my boner." Joey stared at Marc working his dick, he eyes huge. He couldn't believe Marc was masturbating right here in the middle of science class. Plus his penis was huge. "You can jerk off too if you want," said Marc. "It feels good. And nobody can see what we're doing under the table." "No way," said Joey. "Come on, it's O.K.," said Marc. He reached out and grabbed Joey's zipper. This time he didn't back away. Marc pulled Joey's zipper down and opened up his pants. He had on Spiderman briefs. "Hey, cool undies." Joey blushed again and was totally embarrassed, but he was afraid not to let a cool older kid do what he wanted. "Thanks, you really like them? They're kind of babyish." He kept looking around, afraid one of the other boys would see or hear them. "Yeah, they're hot. I used to wear Underoos. I think it's cool that you still wear them." Marc knew now that Joey was going to let him do what he wanted. He reached into the fly of his briefs and pulled his now fully erect penis out. He started to stroke Joey's cock with one hand while he stroked his own with his other hand. Joey let out a little gasp when Marc started to stroke his dick. He had never had another boy touch him there before, and it felt great. He was worried that someone would see, but it felt so good he didn't want Marc to stop. Marc looked at Joey's face; he had his eyes closed and his mouth open. Marc smiled, knowing that Joey was really enjoying this. It was probably the first time another guy had jacked him off. He also knew that that probably meant it wouldn't take long for Joey to shoot. Marc brought his hand up to his own belt and, with one hand, managed to unbuckle it. He popped open the top button of his pants and they dropped down to his ankles. He stepped out of them so that he was only in his briefs and socks. He loved the feeling of being half dressed in class with lots of guys around him. Then, while he continued to stroke Joey's boner, he reached over and used one hand to unbuckle his belt as well. He undid the clip at the top of Joey's pants, and when he did the pants dropped to the floor. Joey's eyes popped open. He looked down and saw he was standing in his underwear. "What are you doing?" he whispered to Marc. "Don't worry, nobody is paying attention," Marc whispered back. Joey looked around to make sure none of the other boys could see him. He would have died of embarrassment if someone saw him standing there in his Spiderman undies. Then he forgot about it as Marc continued to masturbate his cock. It felt so good, Joey just closed his eyes while Marc stroked. After a few minutes Marc heard Joey start to breath funny, and his dick started twitching in Marc's hand. Then he began to cum, shooting streams of jizz that went all over the floor and the underside of the lab table. Joey had masturbated himself at home before, making himself spurt stuff out of the end. But it never felt as good when he did as with Marc playing with his boner. Joey just closed his eyes and let him do it because it felt so good. When he felt the stuff start to spurt out, he gasped and felt it squirt all over the place. After he was done, he opened his eyes quickly and remembered that he was in the middle of class with his dick out. He couldn't believe Marc jerked him off right there, but he also couldn't get over how good it felt. He looked down at his still dripping penis sticking out of his underwear. He quickly stuffed it back into his briefs. Then he bent down to grab his pants and pull them back up. He quickly zipped them up and buckled his belt. As soon as Joey had started to cum, Marc watched Joey's penis gush semen everywhere, and his own boner began to shoot. He smiled as Joey opened his eyes, panicked, and pulled his pants back up quickly. "Did that feel good?" Marc asked him. "Yeah, it was great," said Joey. "But I can't believe we did that here." "Why not? It felt good and nobody saw anything," said Marc. He didn't mention to Joey that he was pretty sure Dillon had been watching the whole thing. Joey looked down at Marc. "Oh my gosh, you're in your underwear too! Where are your pants?" he whispered. "Under the table. Don't you think it feels comfortable to have your pants off?" "Yeah but not here! You better put your pants back on!" Marc smiled and slowly slid his uniform trousers back on and buckled his belt. At the end of class, the teacher assigned all of the students their mid-term projects. Marc wasn't thrilled to get the assignment, but he was happy when he found out he was assigned to do his project with Joey. He would enjoy working with him. The bell rang and the boys got ready for their next class. Joey stood up in his socks and reached under the lab table to retrieve his shoes. He tried to put them on, but his feet must have swelled up some. The tight slip-on shoes just wouldn't go on. Joey panicked. "I can't get my shoes back on. What am I going to do?" "Here, wear mine," said Marc, sliding his larger dress shoes over to Joey. "Really? I can borrow yours? What will you wear?" "I'll take yours," said Marc. "Gosh, thanks," said Joey, stepping into Marc's oversized shoes. "See you later." "No problem, see you," said Marc, watching Joey walk out of class with the large shoes practically falling off his small feet. He looked down at Joey's small shoes and knew they would never fit him. He just picked them up and walked to his next class in his socks. He was looking forward to meeting up with Joey later so they could work on their project together.