Loves to Show Off - 4
by James Michaels
cincysoxandundies@yahoo.com
NOTE: Thanks for all the e-mails about my story. I love to hear from guys who are into the same things as me. The stories about Christopher are based on my own experiences. I got into undressing in public at a very young age, and then added jacking off once I became old enough to do it. I would love to hear from other guys who love showing off like me or enjoy seeing other guys show off in public. Thanks and enjoy!
Christopher, now fifteen, had recently gotten his learning permit to learn how to drive. He was excited about turning sixteen and getting his license, knowing that driving would give him some freedom. His dad had enrolled him in a driving course after school. Christopher was now sitting in the driver's seat of the car with his instructor sitting next to him in the passenger seat. There was supposed to be another boy with them that day, but he was sick, so it was just Chris and the instructor, John. Chris thought John was very friendly and easy-going. Chris also noticed that John gave him the same kinds of looks that older guys did when they were checking Chris out. Chris loved showing off. He started stripping in public at about age nine and began masturbating in public at about age 12 or 13, so he knew when older guys were interested in watching him. John was a good-looking guy who had said he was thirty.
It was a hot day and Chris was wearing his school uniform, which consisted of grey pants, white shirt, tie, and dress shoes and socks. "Sorry the air conditioning in the car is broken," said John. "You look pretty hot in that uniform; hope you're not suffering too much."
"It is pretty hot in these clothes," agreed Chris. "Would it be O.K. if I took some of them off?"
"Sure, that's fine," said John. "Just be careful while you're driving."
"Great, thanks," said Chris. At the next red light he pulled off his tie and threw it into the back seat. Then he unbuttoned his shirt and pulled it off, tossing it into the back seat as well. He had on a white T-shirt under his shirt, and he felt better getting the dress shirt off. The light turned green and he drove forward. When he stopped at the next red light, he put the car into park, reached down and pulled off his slip on dress shoes. He tossed them into the back seat with everything else. He put the car back in drive and pulled forward.
"Hey, how much are you going to take off?" asked John, laughing. He was excited by having Chris strip next to him, but he also was afraid of getting into trouble.
"As much as I can," said Chris, grinning. He now had a boner in his pants knowing that John was enjoying the show.
"O.K., just be careful," said John. He was trying to hide his own erection.
"It feels strange using the pedals in just socks," said Chris, "but it feels kind of neat, too." As he drove, Chris reached down with one hand to undo his uniform pants. At the next red light Chris put the car in park again, and quickly pulled the pants down and off, throwing them in the back seat too. He was now driving in his briefs, T-shirt and dress socks. "Wow, this feels a lot better. Thanks for letting me get those hot clothes off."
"No problem, just be careful like I said," responded John, now looking down at Chris' boner now obviously tenting his white briefs.
"I will," said Chris, reaching down to grope his erection through his underwear. Whenever he would strip in public or in front of another guy, Chris liked to daydream about some of the experiences he had had in the past. Thinking about his adventures got him even more excited.
Chris had been undressing in public places since he was very young, even before he completely understood why he enjoyed doing it. He especially loved to strip if older men were around to watch him. He couldn't do it much in front of his dad because he would yell at Chris, but sometimes he could do it in front of his Uncle Jake who was afraid to tell him no.
Being in the car reminded him of a time when his Uncle Jake took him out for the day when he was about ten. Chris was riding in the back seat and told his uncle he was hot. He took off his T-shirt, sneakers and shorts so he had on only cartoon briefs and white socks. He knew he was getting too old for cartoon underpants, but he still loved them. When they stopped at a restaurant to eat, Chris hopped out of the car in his underwear.
"Sorry, partner," said his Uncle Jake. "You can't go in like that. You have to get dressed."
"O.K." said Chris. He stood in the parking lot pulling his clothes and shoes back on. He followed his uncle into the restaurant. Once they were seated in a booth, Chris immediately took off his sneaks. He kicked them away under the table, and they slid under the booth behind where he was sitting. While Uncle Jake was looking at the menu, Chris slid his shorts down and let them fall off. He kicked those away under the table too, and they also ended up under the booth behind him. As older men would walk past the table, they would look down at Chris in his underpants and briefs and smile at him. Chris always smiled back, enjoying the attention. His uncle had no idea he was sitting in his underwear.
When it came time to leave, Chris realized that two men were now sitting in the booth behind him where his clothes were on the floor. He didn't know how he would get his shorts and shoes back. "Let's go," said Uncle Jake, getting up to pay the check. Chris got up and followed him wearing only his T-shirt, cartoon briefs and ankle white socks. As he walked past the booth behind where he had been sitting, he looked under the table and saw his clothes still on the floor. The men smiled at him, apparently unaware that the boy's clothes were on the floor beneath them. Chris smiled and walked past them without saying anything. He followed his uncle to the cash register and then out the door. Jake never even noticed his nephew was in his underwear.
They got back in the car and Uncle Jake headed back to the highway. Again in the back seat, Chris took off his T-shirt. He made sure his uncle wasn't looking, then tossed the shirt out of the window. He looked back to see it flutter away and land on the highway. He figured since he lost his other clothes, he might has well lose his shirt too.
An hour later Jake pulled into his brother's driveway. He and his nephew got out of the car, and he looked down to see Chris in just his underwear and socks. "You have to put your clothes back on now," he said to his nephew.
"I can't; I lost them," said Chris.
"You lost them? Where?"
"Back in the restaurant where we ate," said Chris. "I took them off and they went under the table behind me. When we left there was someone sitting there, and I couldn't get them back."
Uncle Jake groaned. "Oh, no, your father is going to kill me. Well, let's go face the music," he said, heading into the house. The day ended with Jake promising to his angry brother that he would buy a new outfit for Chris to replace the lost clothes.
Chris realized that as he had been thinking of this story, he had been furiously rubbing his boner through his underwear right in front of John, the driving instructor. He looked over and saw John smile at him, noticing that the man had a massive tent in his pants himself. Chris continued to drive with one hand on the wheel and one hand on his crotch.
That had not been the only time Chris had lost his clothes. In fact, it happened several times. He began to think about a time he had lost his clothes that had happened only a month ago.
Chris had one day stumbled upon a store where he saw lots of men going in and coming out all the time. The store sold magazines and dvds, but you had to be eighteen years-old to go in. Chris knew that they must sell pornography in the store, and also knew that there was no way they would let him in.
He decided to go around back to the parking lot, thinking maybe one of the men would drop or throw away a magazine, and he could take it. When he got back there he found a paved parking lot with a big fence around it, so it was pretty private. He noticed a lot of cars parked back there, some of them with men sitting inside. He wondered why they didn't go into the store. Then he noticed that one of the men's arm was moving up and down, and it dawned on Chris that the man was masturbating. He realized he had found a place where men might go to meet other guys to jack off together, and he got excited.
Chris walked to one end of the building where he found the back exit to the store with a little stoop and a coule of steps. He went behind the stoop and kicked off his sneakers. He figured he could leave his shoes there and they would be hidden by the steps. Chris walked around the parking lot in his white socks, enjoying the feeling of the warm pavement through the cotton. As he walked around he watched the men sitting in their cars watching him, many of them masturbating. Chris got his own erection and began to rub it through his jeans.
Chris was enjoying this and glad he had stumbled across the place. He returned to the back door where he had left his shoes, and standing behind the stoop, took his shirt off and dropped it on top of his shoes. Then he took his jeans off and dropped them too. Now in just white briefs and white socks, Chris again walked around the parking lot. All of the men were checking him out now, most of them jacking themselves off. Chris was enjoying giving a little show to a bunch of horny guys. As he walked, he rubbed his hard-on tenting the front of his tightie whities.
Chris noticed that occasionally men would get out of their cars and walk around too. Often they would stop at the driver's side of a parked car and talk to the man inside. Chris wondered if the men were talking about sex. The thought got him more excited, and he continued to walk around the parking lot masturbating. All of the men would stare at Chris as he walked by. Finally the excitement got to be too much for Chris, and he had to relieve the pressure. Standing in the middle of the parking lot, and knowing all eyes were on him, Chris pulled his briefs down enough to expose his dick. He jacked it openly until he started to cum. He shot his jizz all over the concrete, knowing that several men were watching him have an orgasm. That feeling made it more intense. After he was spent, he pulled up his briefs and went back to get his clothes.
When he got to the little stoop, he panicked. His clothes were gone. One of the men getting out of his car must have taken them. He looked around, but now none of the men were out of their cars, and Chris had no idea which one had taken his stuff. Not sure what to do, he slid down the alley next to the store. He was mad that his clothes were stolen, but he was also turned on by the idea that he was clad only in his underwear and socks in public. Since he only lived a few blocks away, he decided to just run home in his undies.
Chris began walking down the street in his briefs. A few cars drove past, but knowing guys were seeing him in his underwear just got Chris more turned on. A car full of high school-aged boys even honked at him, and the boys yelled out the window to him. The attention just got him excited.
Chris finally reached his house, and luckily his dad was not home to yell at him. He got in using the spare key and went to his room to masturbate.
While remembering this story, Chris had been jacking off in the car right in front of his instructor. He had pulled his briefs down so he could stroke his dick in the open. When he stopped for a stop sign, Chris began to moan and groan. His face turned red, and he started to have an orgasm. Wave after wave of cum shot all over his stomach, hand and legs. At the same time, John shot his own load inside his pants. After they had both cum, John said to his student, smiling, "you definitely get an 'A' for today."
Chris smiled back.