Date: Tue, 9 Sep 2008 14:17:23 -0700 (PDT)
From: Timmy Miller <timmyshowsoff4u@yahoo.com>
Subject: my son the show-off

My Son the Show-Off
Timmy Miller
timmyshowsoff4u@yahoo.com

My son, Joey, has always loved showing off, and I have never discouraged
him from doing it. In fact ever since he was little I have encouraged him
to show off, and now that he was getting older, he was showing off more
than ever. I enjoyed it of course, but so did other dads who liked to watch
him showing off in public.

Since Joey had been doing well in school - he just got straight A's - I was
rewarding him by taking him out for the evening. Joey was excited and loved
getting dressed up, so I was taking him to a nice restaurant.

As soon as we sat down at the table in the restaurant, I knew that Joey had
slipped his feet out of his dress shoes. I could feel his socked feet
rubbing my shoes and ankles. Joey always got excited when he started to
undress in public.

After a few minutes I noticed Joey looking over at another table. I turned
to see what he was looking at, and saw a dad at another table watching
Joey. Then I felt movement in my lap and looked down to find Joey's red
socked-feet in my lap. I smiled at my son and he smiled back, then began to
rub my boner through my suit pants with his socked feet.

When the waiter came up to our table to take our order, he couldn't help
but notice Joey's feet clad in red socks rubbing my hard-on through my
pants. The young man could hardly focus on my order, and I noticed one of
his hands slid behind the apron he was wearing over his uniform.

The waiter eventually left, and Joey still gave me a foot job while he
smiled at the dad at the nearby table. After a few minutes Joey asked if he
could be excused to go to the restroom. I noticed that he slipped his shoes
back on before he got up. A few minutes later he came walking back, and as
he passed the table where the other dad had been watching, Joey very
discretely stepped out of his dress shoes. I don't think anyone noticed
except me and the other dad, who quickly pulled Joey's shoes under his own
table.

Joey sat back down, and immediately his socked feet were back in my
lap. But we were both watching the other dad, who now had slipped off his
shoes and was rubbing his socked feet all over Joey's shoes. Joey was
excited, digging his feet into my crotch and reaching down to rub his own
boner through his pants.

A few minutes later Joey asked to use the restroom again, and this time he
went in his socks. As he walked back, I could see that Joey had left his
pants unbuttoned and unzipped, exposing a pair of red briefs that matched
his socks. As he walked past the table where the other dad sat, Joey's
trousers dropped and he walked right out of them, continuing on in his
undies. Again it was so quick that I don't think anyone noticed but me and
the other dad, and he was busy pulling Joey's pants under his table.

The man was now rubbing his feet all over Joey's pants and shoes, and Joey
was excited and playing with himself. After a few minutes, he slid down and
disappeared under the table. I felt Joey unzip my pants, pull my dick out
of my trousers, and take it into his eager mouth. I sighed as I felt my son
bobbing up and down on my hard cock. I looked over at the other dad who
smiled at me, and I could see that he had taken his dick out of his pants
and was masturbating under the table. I wondered if his own son had any
idea what his dad was doing at the table.

I was just about to cum, but holding back because it felt so good, when the
waiter arrived with more drinks. He looked confused, not sure at first
where my son had gone. Then I saw the waiter get a look of surprise on his
face, and I realized that Joey had pushed aside his apron and was unzipping
his uniform pants. The waiter closed his eyes and sighed as he felt my son
pull his cock out and began sucking it with his hot, wet mouth.

I looked over and noticed that the dad at the other table was enjoying the
show. Then I heard the waiter let out a few gasps and grunts, and then he
was shooting his load, filling my son's mouth with cum. As soon as he had
cum, he must have realized what he was doing, as his eyes shot open in a
panic. He pulled his dick out of Joey's mouth and turned to head back to
the kitchen. He didn't realize that his uniform pants were still undone,
and as he walked away, they fell to his ankles exposing his white
briefs. He looked around in a panic and then quicly pulled them back up.

Then I felt Joey's warm mouth once again on my cock. I looked over to see
if the dad at the other table was still watching. He was and was still
masturbating. As he watched, the man's socked foot found its way to his
son's lap. At first the boy seemed surprised, and he looked down to find
his dad's socked feet on his crotch. Then his dad began to rub him, and the
boy got a boner. He looked around nervously, not certain what his dad was
doing. But he knew it felt good having his dad do this to him, especially
in public.

Meanwhile Joey had taken his shirt off and tossed it into the aisle, so now
he was wearing only his skimpy undies and socks. He went back to sucking on
my cock, so I leaned back and closed my eyes with pleasure. Soon I was
cumming, shooting my load into my son's eager mouth. I opened my eyes in
time to see the dad at the other table spilling his cum all over
himself. His socked foot was still busy working his son's crotch, and from
the way the boy was writing around, it looked as if his dad was making him
cum in his pants.

I told Joey that we had better leave before we got into too much trouble,
so he got up wearing his socks and undies, an obvious wet spot showing that
he had shot his wad in his underpants. As we walked out of the restaurant,
Joey slowed down just enought to slide his underwear down and walk out of
them as he walked past the table with the other dad and son. The dad
quickly grabbed the semen-filled underpants as Joey walked out naked except
for a pair of socks.

The next night Joey and I were in the car on the way to the theater,
another place he loved to go. On the way I was talking to him about
school. I encouraged Joey to show off at school even though I couldn't be
there to see it. I knew that some of his teachers enjoyed it.

"So, Joey, did you show off in school today?"

"Yes, Dad, in history class. I was bored, plus my history teacher likes it
when I do that."

"That's great; what did you do?"

"First I took my shoes off to get comfortable," said Joey. He went to a
private boys school where they wore uniforms, and I knew he felt more
comfortable out of the uniform! "It felt good," said Joey, "and I rubbed my
socked feet on the floor."

"That's great, Joey, what did you do next?"

"It felt so good taking my shoes off that I got a boner, so I began to rub
it through my school uniform. Then after a minute or two of that I
unbuttoned and unzipped my my pants."

"Wow, that's great, son, what kind of underwear did you wear today?"

"I had on my Transformers undies."

Joey still liked to wear cartoon underpants even though none of the other
boys did. "So what happened?" I asked.

"I took my pants all the way off and kicked them under my desk, so I was
sitting in my shirt, undies and socks."

"That's awesome, Joey, did anyone notice?"

"Yeah, some of the boys who pick on me said 'Look at the faggot, he's at it
again, sitting there in his undies,' but that just got me more excited."

"Wow, what did you do?"

"I couldn't help myself, I had to play with my boner through my undies." I
noticed as Joey told his story he was again masturbating.

"Did the boys notice?"

"Yeah, they said, 'Look at the sick faggot jackin' off,' but I couldn't
stop. And by then other boys were watching me too."

"Wow, awesome," I said, enjoying the story and watching Joey rubbing his
hard-on through his dress pants.

"So then the teacher called on me to answer a question, and I had to stand
up. So I stood up in my shirt and underwear, and all the boys laughed. Then
one of the bullies reached out and yanked on my undies. He pulled them
down, and as the elastic rubbed against my boner, I squirted my stuff all
over the place. I tried to cover my boner with my hands, but it didn't
really work and I couldn't stop it from coming out. I squirted my stuff all
over the floor while all the boys laughed. And the bully kept pulling on my
underwear, and without realizing it I stepped out of them. He started to
toss my underpants around the room while the boys laughed."

"Wow, Joey, how did you feel?"

"I was embarrassed but excited at the same time at having all the boys see
me in my underpants and naked and with my stuff squirting out. So the
teacher said I could sit down and put my clothes back on, which I did, but
I never got my underwear back."

By now we were near the theater, so I parked and we headed toward the
building. I could see that Joey still had a boner and continued rubbing it
through his pants. We quickly found our seats, which were in the balcony
next to the wall. Not the best view of the stage, but we had a good deal of
privacy. Another dad sat on the other side of Joey, and I noticed that he
was with his son, a young man a few years older then Joey.

As soon as the play began, Joey naturally slipped off his shiny patent
leather dress shoes. He was wearing soft silky dress socks, and I knew he
liked the feeling of rubbing them against the carpet. Soon, though, Joey
was rubbing his feet on the dad sitting next to him. I watched as my son's
socked feet explored the man's shoes. Joey slid his feet along the dad's
ankles, and even under his pants leg. The dad seemed to enjoy it, and he
slid his feet closer to Joey. My son was able to pop the dad's shoes off,
and the two began to play footise.

Soon the dad was pressing his leg against Joey's, and I also noticed the he
pressed his other leg against his son's. That made his son start paying
attention to what his dad was doing. The dad slid one hand onto his son's
leg and the other onto Joey's, and he gave both boys a squeeze.

Joey leaned in closer to the dad, leaning his head against the man's
arm. The dad reached down and unbuttoned and unzipped Joey's black dress
pants, exposing his white underpants. Joey lifted up off the seat long
enough for the dad to pull his pants down and off. Then the dad slowly
unbuttoned Joey's dress shirt and pulled it off too. Now Joey sat in just
white underpants and black socks.

Then Joey slid down onto the floor, got onto his knees, and placed his head
in the dad's lap. The dad quickly unzipped his pants and pulled out his
cock, and Joey immediately slid his mouth over the dad'd dick. I watched my
son's head bobbing up and down in the dark as I masturbated. I looked over
and noticed that the other dad's son was also watching Joey and rubbing his
boner through his pants as he did.

As Joey sucked the dad's cock, the man rubbed my son's hard-on using his
socked foot through the boy's skimpy underpants. But then Joey slid over to
the dad's older son. While the boy had a surprised look on his face, Joey
unbuttoned and unzipped his trousers. The boy's cock had already worked its
way out of the fly of his boxers, so his boner sprang out as Joey unzipped
his pants. Joey slid his mouth down over the boy's hard cock.

For a while Joey alternated between giving the dad a blowjob and then
switching over to his son. I had my cock in hand and was masturbating as I
watched. The boy came first, trying hard to suppress his moaning as he shot
his load into my son's mouth. Joey sucked in every drop, then returned to
the dad, who immediately came as well.

All of a sudden the house lights came up for intermission, and the dad and
his son quickly scrambled to get their cocks put away and pants zipped
up. Joey, naturally, took his time putting his clothes back on. I led my
son out to the lobby to take a break.

The lobby was packed, and people were all rubbing up against each
other. Joey headed for a corner and I followed. By the time I got there, he
had already attracted a group of men. They immediately began undressing my
son. Joey let one man pull his shoes off of him, then another pulled off
his shirt, and another helped him out of his trousers. Then the mens' hands
were all over Joey, stroking his hair, chest, back and tented underwear.

The lights dimmed to indicate the second half of the play, and the men all
left with my son's clothes, leaving Joey in the corner wearing socks and
undies with an obvious tent from his hard-on.

"I guess we had better go home," I said, leading Joey outside.

"It feels good to be outside in my underwear," said Joey as we slowly
walked to the car. He kept rubbing his boner through his briefs.

We reached the car and I unlocked the doors. Before he got in, Joey pulled
off his silky dress socks and dropped them onto the pavement. Then he
pulled his underpants off and dropped them on the ground too. "Uh oh, oh,
oh, oh," moaned Joey as, without even touching his dick, began to shoot his
sperm all over the ground. He got into the car naked and still spurting,
leaving the last of his clothes behind.

The next day I took Joey shopping, something I had to do often since he
lost so many clothes. As he walked around the store looking at clothes, he
slowly lost his. The first thing he did was walk out of his sneakers,
continuing to browse around the store in his white socks. The caused him to
gain the attention of some of the other dads in the store.

As Joey paused to look at a display, he unbuttoned and unzipped his
jeans. Walking away, his jeans slid down and his legs, Joey walked out of
them, and he continued on in his underpants, a brightly-colored pair with
pictures of cars on them. Now several dads were watching him.

Finally Joey unbuttoned his shirt and let it slide off his shoulders as he
walked around, leaving it behind and strolling through the store in just
his undies and socks.

Joey stopped to look at a display, and I walked up to him. He grinned up at
me, then undid my trousers and pulled them down. Before I knew it he was on
his knees giving me a blowjob right there in the store. Several of the
other dads came up and began to stroke Joey's hair or rub his back.

One of the dads managed to pull Joey's underpants off and stuff them into
his pocket, leaving my son naked except for a pair of white ankle socks. I
was so engrossed in feeling Joey's tongue and lips on my hard cock that I
didn't care.

It only took me a few mintues to cum, and I shot my hot load into my son's
waiting mouth. As he licked up every drop, he squirted his own cum all over
the floor of the store.

After we had both cum, Joey stood up, looked down at himself now naked, and
said, "Sorry, Dad, I lost my clothes again."

"That's OK, Joey," I said, "We'll get some new ones."