Loves to Show Off - 10
by James Michaels
cincysoxandundies@yahoo.com
Christopher finally got the copy shop where he worked closed up for the night. Since it was a Friday night, he decided to take his time getting home since his father wouldn't be watching for him.
Chris had turned sixteen a few weeks ago, which allowed him to both get a job and get his driver's license. His father let him borrow an old car he never used anymore to drive to school and work.
Chris decided to drive to a porno shop he had discovered a couple of months ago. He was too young to go in, of course, but he had found that there was a lot of action going on in the parking lot behind the store. Men would sit in their cars, some masturbating, cruising and looking for other guys to pick up.
He turned down the alley that led to the parking lot, and when he got there, Chris was surprised to see even more guys hanging out in their cars. He assumed that was due to the fact that it was night and pretty dark out. He pulled his car into a parking spot, turned off the engine, and got out of the car. The first thing he did was step out of his loose sneakers. He liked walking around in just his socks. Chris walked the entire length of the parking lot, checking out the guys sitting behind the wheels of their cars. The cool pavement felt good through his thin socks.
Chris had spotted a number of good looking guys, mostly in their thirties and forties, and they were definitely checking him out. He walked back toward his car now, and as he did he let his baggy jeans start to slide down, exposing the waistband of his white briefs. By the time he got back to his car, his jeans had slid down below his underwear, exposing them completely. He just let his pants fall to his ankles, then stepped out of them.
Again he walked the length of the parking lot, and as he did he unbuttoned his oxford cloth shirt. At the far end of the parking lot he let the shirt slide off his shoulders and fall onto the ground. He walked back in the direction of his car wearing only white briefs and white socks. As he did he rubbed his boner through the thin cotton of his underwear, making sure the guys could see what he was doing. It got him really turned on to be half undressed and masturbating himself in front of all these guys.
Christopher had been showing off like this for a long time, even before he had started jacking off. Something about being exposed in underpants in front of older men had made him excited, even as a boy. Often when he was showing off now, he thought back to his past experiences which would get him even more turned on. As he walked around the parking lot, he was thinking about one of the first time he showed off as a boy.
Chris had been on a long driving trip with his father. Chris climbed into the back seat of the car, saying that he wanted to take a nap. What his dad didn't know, however, was that he took off his shoes, shorts and shirt and lay on the back seat in just his cartoon briefs and white socks. Chris remembered noticing lots of guys driving trucks looking down at him in his underpants in the back of the car.
When Chris' dad pulled into a gas station, he sat up and asked his father if he could go into the attached store to get a drink. His dad said yes and handed money back to him. Chris quickly slipped out of the car and went into the store. He didn't bother to put his clothes on, but just ran into the store still in his cartoon undies and socks. As he walked around the store like that, lots of men noticed him and smiled. Chris loved the attention and loved walking around in his underwear in front of so many guys. When he got back to the car his father yelled at him for having gone in like that, but it was worth it since the experience had really excited him.
Chris now had a massive boner walking around the parking lot, and he was still rubbing it through his underwear in front of all the men sitting in their cars. He decided to go for it, and as he walked to the same area where he had dropped his shirt, Chris now pulled down his briefs and stepped out of them. He walked back towards his car, now naked except for his socks and still jacking himself off.
Chris walked to the center of the parking lot where most of the guys sitting in their parked cars could see him and where he was lit by the street light nearby. Standing in the middle of the lot, he began jacking his boner ever harder now. He looked through the windshields of the cars and could tell that many of the men had their dicks out and were jacking off watching him. After a few minutes of intense stroking, Chris' legs buckled and he started to shoot his jizz all over the ground. He was so turned on by whacking in public that he came a lot, some of it even landing on his socks. He could tell some of the men sitting in their cars were cumming too.
After he shot his load, Chris walked back to retrieve his shirt. He picked it up but did not put it back on. Then he walked back to where he had parked to get his jeans and sneakers. He threw everything in the car and got in. He had decided to drive home naked. It was only after he pulled out of the parking lot that he realized that his underwear had disappeared.
A couple of weeks later Chris was again closing up the copy shop late on a Friday night. His boss, David, was a nice guy, but that night he had chastised Chris for wearing old clothes. Chris had worn an old pair of khakis that didn't fit him anymore and were too tight. They were also so old and worn that they had some holes and tears in them. David teased Chris because his bright red ribbed briefs were even showing through the tears in the pants, but Chris didn't think David minded too much.
After work Chris decided to go back to the parking lot behind the porno shop since he had had so much fun there the last time. He drove down the alley into the lot and parked in the same corner that he had last time. Once again there were lots of guys hanging around their cars.
Chris pulled his sneakers off and tossed them into the back seat. He got out of the car and walked around in his white socks for awhile. While he was walking, the button on the waistband of his pants popped off. Chris figured either the pants were too tight or the threads were worn. He just let the button fall on the ground and kept walking. As Chris walked back towards his car, he noticed a man get out of his own car and walk up to him. The guy looked to be about thirty and was very tall and good-looking with dark hair.
"Hey," said the man.
"Hey," answered Chris.
"I saw you here a couple of weeks ago."
"Yeah, I like to hang out here sometimes."
"My name is Bob."
"Hi, my name is Chris."
"Good to meet you Chris. I just thought I would get out of my car and say hello to you. Oh, and hey, did you notice that you have a tear in the back of your pants?" said Bob, fingering the tear near the back pocket of Chris' pants.
"Yeah, they're old pants," said Chris, "I guess I shouldn't be wearing them anymore." Chris turned to look at the back of his pants, and since Bob was still holding them, the pants ripped up the side, exposing more of Chris' underwear.
"Oh, gosh, I'm sorry," said Bob. "I just made it worse."
"That's O.K.," said Chris, "like I said, they're old pants anyway."
"Yeah, there's another tear over on this side," said Bob. As he fingered the rip he pulled on Chris' pants, tearing them up the other side now. The Bob grabbed the pants by the waistband and yanked them, and the seams around the fly started to give way.
Chris was getting incredibly turned on having this man rip his pants off of him in the middle of the parking lot. Bob continued to tear and rip his pants off him piece by piece. He knew the guys sitting in their cars were getting a good show too. Now Bob was ripping the legs off of the pants and then tearing at the waistband. In a few minutes Chris' pants were in shreds on the ground. Bob then started on Chris' shirt. He first tore off the sleeves first, then the collar, the tore the rest of the shirt to shreds.
Chris was now standing in just his bright red briefs and white socks with his pants and shirt ripped to shreds all over the ground of the parking lot. He had gotten so excited that his boner was tenting the briefs and he was oozing lots of pre-cum, making the underwear wet in front.
Bob now went for Chris' underwear, grabbing them with two hands by the waistband and giving them a yank. As Chris felt his briefs tear away from him, he lost control and started to cum without even touching himself. He shot his sperm all over the shreds of his clothes still on the ground.
"Wow, that was great," said Chris.
"Yeah, that was hot, thanks for letting me have some fun," said Bob, taking Chris' ripped up briefs and stuffing them into his pocket.
Chris walked back to his car and drove home naked, wondering how he would sneak in so his father wouldn't see him.
The next day was Saturday, and Chris decided to go to the mall. This was a place Chris often liked to go to show off. He remembered once when he was a boy his father dropped him off at the mall for a couple of hours. As Chris walked through the mall, he stripped off his clothes. First he walked out of his sneakers and continued to walk in his socks. Then he slowly unbuttoned his shirt and let it slip to the ground and continued to walk. Finally he unzipped his pants, let them fall down, and walked out of them. Chris continued to walk through the mall in his underwear and socks, enjoying all of the men looking at him and smiling as they saw him walk around in underpants. When Chris went back to look for his clothes, he found that they were all gone. So of course when his dad picked him up and found his had lost his clothes, Chris got a spanking. He didn't mind too much though since he had had so much fun stripping off his clothes and walking in his underwear.
Now walking around the mall, Chris was reminded of that time and decided he wanted to have some fun. He was now too old to do something so obvious, but he could still find ways to show off. Chris went into a clothing store he liked. The place was empty except for the salesman working there. He looked to be about twenty or so.
"Hey," said the clerk, smiling at Chris as he walked in.
"Hey," answered Chris, smiling back. He looked around the store and picked out a pair of jeans and a shirt. Walking up to the counter, he asked, "Can I try these on?"
"Sure, follow me," said the young man, heading toward a corner of the store. He unlocked the door to the dressing room and let Chris in. "My name is Danny. Call if you need help."
"O.K., thanks," said Chris, going into the dressing room. Chris kicked off his sneakers, dropped his jeans and took his shirt off. He pulled on the jeans and shirt he had selected in the store, but they were much too tight, so he took them back off. He opened the dressing room door and walked out into the store wearing his black bikini briefs and black ankle socks. "I think I want to try these in a bigger size."
Danny came over to the dressing room area, checking Chris out and grinning at him. He took the clothes from Chris and said, "No problem, I will get them for you."
"Thanks," said Chris. He looked around the store and noticed another young man had come in and was browsing at clothes but also looking at Chris out of the corner of his eye.
Danny came back with another shirt and pair of jeans and handed them to Chris. Rather than shut the dressing room door again, Chris just pulled the jeans on standing in the store. The jeans were several sizes too large, and they fell back down immediately. Both Chris and Danny laughed, and Chris kicked the baggy jeans off.
"How about if we look together?" suggested Danny.
"Great," said Chris, still dressed in his underwear and socks and now following Danny. By now Chris was so turned on he had an erection. As he walked, his hard-on grew, and the skimpy bikini briefs could not contain it. The head of his penis poked up above the waistband of the briefs, and both Danny and the other boy in the store noticed.
Danny showed Chris different clothes as Chris continued to follow him around the store. Finally Chris said to Danny, "I really like the jeans you're wearing. Did you get them here?"
"Yep, I did," said Danny. "You know, we look like we're about the same size. Why don't you try mine on?" he asked. Danny kicked off his doc martens which went flying across the store, then unzipped and dropped his jeans. He pulled them off and handed them to Chris. Danny now only had on his T-shirt, white briefs and blue socks.
"Thanks," said Chris, taking the jeans and pulling them on. "Hey, these look great," he said.
"Do they fit OK here?" asked Danny, grabbing a hold of Chris' crotch.
As Danny rubbed his rock-hard dick through the jeans, Chris could feel himself start to ejaculate. He let out a moan as spunk began to shoot from his boner. Since the head of his penis was above his briefs, the cum shot all over the inside of Danny's jeans.
After his orgasm subsided, Chris said, "Oh man, I'm sorry, I just got jizz all over your jeans."
"Hey, that's cool," said Danny.
As Chris unzipped and pulled down the jeans, his dick was still dripping cum. He handed the jeans to Danny, who pulled them back on and zipped them up. Danny could feel the cum inside soaking into his own briefs.
Chris noticed that the boy in the store had been watching the whole thing. The boy had his hand in his pocket and was obviously masturbating himself through his pants. Suddenly the boy bent over and grunted, and Chris knew he was cumming inside his own pants.
"So can I get a pair of those jeans in your size?" asked Chris.
"Sure," said Danny, grabbing a pair and walking to the cash register. Chris followed, still wearing only his bikini briefs and ankle socks. His erection was going down now, but the tip of his dick still stuck out a little above his underwear.
Chris went back to the dressing room to retrieve his wallet and pay for the jeans. After the purchase, he went back to the dressing room again to get dressed. On his way out he said to Danny, "Thanks for your help. I left something for you in the dressing room."
"Hey, thanks, hope to see you again," said Danny. After Chris walked out of the store he walked to the dressing room to find the black bikini briefs on the floor.