Date: Fri, 9 May 2008 12:26:24 -0700 (PDT)
From: Charles Rocket <rockett42dd@yahoo.com>
Subject: Memiors of a Cross Dresser - Transvestite

MEMOIRS OF A CROSS DRESSER

I have been cross dressing since the mid 1950's, since about the time I was
9 or 10.  My sisters panties were the first thing I ever slipped on and the
higher they went up my legs the harder my youthful prick became.  I
understand that the technical term is Transvestite, which I am I admit, I
just don't care for the word all that much.  It always sounds like
Transylvania or Transportation or those on the trans words.  I like the
shortcut version of Tranny, that works as well as cross dresser. Perhaps it
is because Transvestite is such a hard word., it comes of the tongue harsh
and doesn't really express the real feeling a person gets wearing the other
genders clothes.

Let me tell you about myself before I go any farther.  I'm older than I
want to be, a retired professional, over six feet tall, average weight and
have been told that I am a fair looker.  I live in the southwestern United
States.  I have an average cock, about seven inches but it is very thick,
women and men have told me I have a very suckable, pretty cock with nice
balls.  I like breasts, pussy, cock and balls.  Not necessarily in that
order.  I am heterosexual with very bi leanings.  I think that's like being
a conservative with liberal thoughts.  I like to be with men and with
women.  I love most things sexual and find all a great adventure!  Except
degrading, violent, scatological or other disgusting practices.

Like I said, I have been a tranny since the 50's.  I became sexual at an
early.  I was aware of the differences between boys and girls and was
fascinated by that difference. I always had an eye out to explore those
differences.  I began playing with my cock early, while I did not cum at
that tender age I found it to me the most pleasurable thing I could do to
myself, unless I could convince some girl to do it for me.  There were two,
Barbara and Nancy.  Nancy lived next door, Barbara in the country.  We
looked for opportunities to compare our differences.  Nancy was the was my
dearest friend and confidant and we learned about the joy's of sex
together.  If we had not moved away I think I would have ended up married
to Nancy.

I remember getting erections looking at the Sears, Wards or Penney's
catalogue where I would scourer the lingerie sections feeling my dick get
so hard it was almost painful.  I didn't really know a lot about
masturbation at that time.  I knew that if I touched my hard cock it felt
very good.  But, I didn't think to jerk on it, more just rubbing it.  Of
course I would learn soon enough.  I loved all the ladies in their bras,
panties, girdles, slips, hose, all of it.  So I don't know if it was the
sight of the all that sweet lingerie, the women wearing it or both that
raised to desire to try it on myself.

Even at that age I would tear out the lingerie section after they were
tossed out and hide them.  I also loved those Madienform Bra ads and the
other ads of women in bras, girdles, etc.  These soon joined my box of
pictures.  I would look at them and rub myself on the bed or a pillow.  I
never came, but it felt very good!  So even at that early age I was drawn
to women's clothing.

One day I was home alone, I walked into my sister bedroom looking for
something, I can't remember what now.  I opened a drawer and there were
these panties, bras, and stockings staring boldly back at me.  It was like
they were daring me to play with them.  My sister was a number of years
older than me so her stuff was real ladies lingerie.  Silks, nylon, all
those cool, soft, sexy things.

I took a pair of white silk panties out, as soon as I touched them my cock
got hard. I didn't even think I just dropped my pants and underwear kicked
off my shoes and stepped into them.  I pulled them up slowly and truthfully
the higher they went the harder my cock got.  I don't think I had ever had
a hard on that tight before.

I pulled them snug up to my waist.  They were not to big either.  My cock
was perfectly outlined on the material and I looked at myself in the mirror
and I thought it was the most amazing thing I had ever seen. I knew from
that moment I was destined to wear ladies lingerie.  It was like a calling!
Best of all it felt great.

That day I tried on my sister's bra's, panties, her slips, garter belts,
and hose.  Thankfully we were close to the same height so most fit pretty
good.  I stuffed the bra cups with socks from her drawer.  I pranced around
looking at myself in the mirror loving the reflection, loving the way my
cock pressed against the panties.

Finally I tried on one of her baby doll nighties.  It was a pale pink with
white lace trim and matching panties.  That became my favorite.  I was
oblivious to time, I must have been dressing up in her stuff for an hour or
more. My cock was hotter and harder than ever.  After I put on the baby
doll I sat on the edge of her bed and began to play with my cock through
the silky material.  It felt better than anything I had ever experienced.
After rubbing it for awhile, grabbed it in my fist and began to stroke it
up and down.  The material wrapped around my prick.  It was amazing.  I
thought I would faint!  The more I jerk myself the better I felt until all
of a sudden all the lights went off, I cried out, and I felt the most
incredible pleasure I had ever experienced and then I felt the warm white,
creamy stuff cover my hand through the material!

My first real, bona fide orgasm with actual cum!  I knew about the cum part
from reading a sex manual I found in my parents room and from learning
about it where ever one learns about sex on the street corner with your
crazy friends.  I knew about it but I never knew that it would feel this
good!  Good, hell, it felt fan-fucking-tastic.

I lay on her bed gasping for breath still holding my cock, feeling it
soften a little.  After I regained my composure I began to panic.  How was
I going to hide the tell tale stains on her panties?  I couldn't wash them,
I had no idea how to wash clothes and even if I did they would not be dry
by the time everyone returned.  So I did the next best thing I kept them
and put them under my mattress, heck I could use those baby's again I
thought.

Thinking I better get back to normal before everyone got home I quickly
went through the room and made sure everything was back where it should be
and that there was no sign that her stupid brother had been in the her
room.

I just got the panties under my mattress and started reading a comic book
when I heard the car pull in the drive.  I breathed a sign of relief that I
had not tarried any longer.  But even as I ran down the stairs to greet
them, I kept waiting for one of them to say, "Hey have you be dressing up
in your sister's clothes?  You pervert!"

But nothing, they were the same, I was the same, well not really, I was
completely different now.  Before I just thought about sex all day now I
had actually participated in something very sexual.

That day open the flood gates.  Not long after I was in my room, door
closed, panties in hand, cock out, hard jerking off again.  The second
orgasm was even better than the first.  Before I was through I gave those
panties a work out.  My sister kept asking around what had happen to the
bottoms of her nightie and I played dumb as a stump on that subject.  I
never did give them back.  I used them until I finally had to rinse them
out.  Thankfully they dried quickly in my room.

Every chance I got I was in her drawers trying on her under things.  Every
time I would end with a very good orgasm and every time I got better and
better at it.  I even braved my mother's lingerie drawer.  Her stuff was a
bigger but I didn't care it was new and wonderful.  Both my mother and my
sister were endowed with large breasts. Mom was a 38D and sis a 36D, so
their bras were always a bit of a problem in filling them.  I started
putting panties inside giving the cups definition and feeling rather nice
to squeeze.

Mom's lingerie had a wider variety of very sexy things.  At least sexy by
1950's standards.  I guess she and Dad did all right on that front.  Every
chance I got when I knew I would have a few hours alone I would steal into
their room and try on Mom's lingerie.  I still liked my sisters because
hers did fit a bit better, but Mom's was far more sexier.  My preference
started to lean toward panties, stockings and garter belts.  I also like
the nightgowns, peignoir's, and baby dolls.

I knew that I had to be careful not to get caught. There was always that
fear, but then that also lead to the excitement.  Dress up always lead to
masturbation and to ejaculation.  Often more than once.  It seemed that I
could pull down a pair of panties jerk off and cum, clean up and if I
slipped on another pair of panties I would get hard again.  Ah, the joy's
of youthful sexuality.

My secrete dressing up in sis's and mom's undies went on for a year before
my experience broaden even farther.  I would jerk off almost daily,
sometimes more.  The exquisite feeling of orgasm never got old.  I noticed
as the months went by that my cock started to change, it became bigger, a
dark down of hair began to show, my balls seemed to grown bigger and the
amount of cum I would explode seemed larger.  This, naturally, was not
overnight, but during that year between ten and eleven it was defiantly
happening.

I lived in an older neighborhood near town.  It consisted of a number of
large homes built in the 1800's and early 1900's.  At one time it was
consider the neighborhood but by then it was a upper middle class
neighborhood that was beginning to lose some of its luster.  The spread of
suburbia was beginning and the medium sized southern town I grew up in was
not immune to the trend.

There was a gang of us that were all about the same age and we were best of
friends.  Their was me, James who at almost thirteen was the oldest, Will
my age and my best friend, Dan also my age and Nancy.  Nancy lived next
door to me and we had known each other and been friends for as long as I
could remember.  She was a typical tomboy who would run, fight, cuss and
play as hard as any of us boys.  But by eleven, even thought still a
tomboy, it was obvious she was started to mature just like we were.  She
was becoming more feminine in her looks, her t-shirts had a slight rise
from her newly budding breasts, her legs seemed longer and more slender,
her behind rounder.  Of course that could all have been my imagination, I
really liked her and my friends all said she liked me more than them.  They
use to tease us about being girlfriend and boyfriend because we did spend a
lot of time together.

I guess in a round about way we were.  We use to play that age old game of
Doctor, you show me yours and I'll show you mine.  The first time she asked
me if I would show her my "thing" I told her I would if she would show me
her's.  We would look at each other and then pull our clothes back to
normal.  The one time that change all of that was when we were both ten, I
think.

She asked if I would show her my thing and I said yes, but she had to show
me hers too.  We were deep in the backyard of my house in a grove of bushes
so we were pretty much hidden from view.

She pulled her pants and cotton panties down almost instantly and stood
with her hands crossed on her chest letting me stare again at the sweetest
little pussy in the world.  It was bare, smooth and plump.  The lips tender
looking as they split her mons.  I stared so long that she threaten to pull
her pants up if I didn't show mine.

I quickly pulled my jeans and underwear down and showed her my young cock
which stood up erect, the head very red.  It wasn't much of cock then,
still in its youthful stage, but she seemed to like it.  She stared at it
as I stared at her.  It seemed like we looked at each other for a very long
time, you could hear out breathing in the air, like we were getting out of
breath.

I had learned a trick that I could make my cock jerk by tightening my groin
muscles.  With out even thinking about it I made it do a little dance
making Nancy giggle.  I really liked her looking at my cock.  Almost as
much as I liked looking at her plump bare pussy.

She asked if she could touch it.  Naturally I told her yes, as I moved
close to her.  She had done this in the past but it was just a quick feel
and she would let me cup her pussy for a couple of seconds, but this time
was different.

She touched the head with her finger and then pulled her hand away.  Then
she touch it again this time longer but still using only her finger.  I
thought I would faint!  Just that small little touch made my eyes lose
focus, I could hear the rush of my pulse in my ears.

She then took it in her fist, circling her hand around it.  The red head
stuck above her fist.  I moaned and she let go.  She asked if she hurt me,
I told no, no it felt really good.  She reached and did it again, squeezing
her hand around it which brought another moan from me.  She looked at me
and I could see her but she was not very clear, what makes it stiff like
that?  I looked down at her fist around my cock and told her I didn't know.
But it just gets that way.

She let go of me and just looked at it.  So I asked if I could touch hers.
She said sure and stood real close, we were almost touching.  I reached
down and felt the softest, smoothest, nicest thing I had ever felt in my
life.  I rubbed her pussy back and forth.  Cupping my hand over it and
squeezing her gently.  She gasped and reached for my cock as I stroked her.
She just held me and squeezed her fist around me.  Without thinking about
it I slipped my finger between the plump lips of her pussy.  She moaned
agin and placed her head on my shoulder.  She was wet with a light,
stickiness.  I could feel the inner lips of her pussy and stroked her up
and down with my finger which caused her to shake.

We stood like that playing with each other, not really knowing what to do
but knowing it sure felt good.  She was trembling as I stroked my finger up
and down her slit.  Her squeezing of my cock was beginning to have a effect
on me.  It seemed as if my cock got bigger, harder as she played with it.

Does that feel good I asked her?

Oh yes, yes it does.  Does it feel good to you?

It is great!

I don't know what would have happened if we didn't hear my Mother calling
me.  As soon as we heard her voice it broke the spell and we both quickly
pulled out underwear and pants up.  We looked at each other sheepishly and
them turned to run back to the house.  Thank goodness we ran, it made our
being out of breath and flushed faces have a legitimate excuse.

We only had a few times that we could get together like that and each time
was incredible.  We never reached orgasm but we came mighty close.  It
wasn't until later that we would get to the next step.  In the meantime I
was still dressing up every chance I got.  I never let on to anyone that I
was doing anything like that.  And luckily I never got caught.  Once I
started actually cuming I had to be careful not to get anything on the
material in case it would give me away.  There would always be drops of
precum I couldn't help that but never any real explosions, well, almost
never.

At about twelve years of age my sexual experience really picked up.  One
spring the guys, got together and James had a bunch of pictures that he
showed us.  They were pornographic pictures of women and men doing all
sorts of things.  The men were eating the women, the women sucking the men,
which we had heard about but none of us had come close to experiencing any
thing like that.

Billy was the only one we knew of that had gotten anywhere with a girl.  Of
course I said nothing about Nancy and I.  Billy claimed that his girlfriend
let him get inside her panties and that she played with his cock.  He
sounded pretty convincing so I think we all believed him.  But none of us
have ever had our cocks sucked or even sucked girls pussy.  I do remember
being fascinated by those pictures more than the ones of men fucking women
in various poses.  Don't get me wrong I liked those too!  It just if I was
jerking off, and I soon would be, the oral sex ones would be my choice.

The women in the photo all looked pretty good and had nice bodies, some
with average tits and a couple with great big soft ones, another favorite.
The guys all had nice long cocks, some fat some thin.  They also had nice
big balls some hanging loose and some tight in their sack.  I really liked
looking at those nice dicks but I had to be carful I didn't want anyone to
think that's all I looked at.

The four of us, Nancy was somewhere else, although I wonder what she would
have said or if James would have show them with her around.  Oh'ed and
ah'ed over them for a long time.  Making nasty comments about what we would
like to do the women.  There was this one heavy breasted blond with a very
nice hairy pussy that I said I would like to lick it.  Dan said he would
rather not lick a girl but that she could suck his cock.  So we got into a
silly discussion about eating pussy (like we knew how!) And sucking cock.
The consensus was that if she would suck your you should suck her's, but I
don't think Dan ever agreed with that.

James finally said that he had to jerk off and he unbuckled his jeans and
pushed them and his underwear down to his ankles.  His cock stood up hard
and big.  James was a couple of years older than us about fifteen or so,
his cock actually had real curly hair around it and on his balls.  His cock
stood straight up and looked pretty big to me, with a pointed head.  I
couldn't help but look at it.  I liked it very much and I wouldn't mind if
I could play with it.  Looking at it made my cock swell.

Pretty soon all of us were dropping and our pants and grabbing our dicks.
While James cock was the more "mature", Bill by far had the largest cock of
all of us.  You could tell by looking at it that it was going to be one of
porn start type cocks.  It was already long and thick and it hadn't even
reached its full potential.  I couldn't help staring at it too.  Dan's and
I had about the same type of cock.  Both promised to be a good size and
have some girth to them but they still had some growing to do.  But we
didn't let that stop us at all.  We sat in circle on my bedroom floor and
began to jerk off as we passed the pictures around.

I would steal glances of my friends jerking their cocks.  Bill was a full
fist-er grabbing his cock by the shaft and jerkin' his fist up and down.
Dan was a head man, cover the head of his cock with his hand and jerking
that way.  I was a few fingers sliding up the shaft and gazing agaisnt the
helmet head of my prick, get both the shaft pleasure and the head pleasure.
James jerked his very similar to me.  I looked at the pictures focusing on
one where the blonde with the large boobs was sucking a very large, very
fat cock.  Her legs were open and her hairy pussy clearly visible.  I
wanted to suck both of them.

I really didn't take all that long until James groaned and said I'm gonna
cum and he was spurting a thick load of cum, that brought me up and I was
next shooting a long stream high to land on the carpet and then the rest to
cover my hand.  Dan followed and then Bill.  James by far had the heaviest
and largest cum, but the rest of us did pretty good ourselves.

After we were done we all just sat there regaining our composure.  I
watched as each of my friends cocks slowly loss their will and began to
droop.  I got up and went to the bathroom my sister and I share, grabbed a
washcloth and wiped my hand and dick off and then took it to the others.
After we were clean we pulled out pants up and James put away the pictures.
Bill asked if anyone wanted to play Monopoly and we all agreed.  In five
minutes after watching each other cum we were into another rousing game of
Monopoly.

That circle jerk kinda freed us up and we would often jerk off with each
other.  Sometimes over some pictures or just talking about girls would get
us hard and one of us would pull out their cocks and we would all join in.
I really liked those times.  In the meantime Nancy and I were still
flirting with each other and still trying to find time to play Doctor like
we did the last time.  Nancy even wrote me a note telling me how excited I
had made her feel and how much she liked playing with me.  I kept that note
for years until it was lost in a move.

It was only a week or so after our first circle jerk that James was at my
house and we were playing some game in my room, waiting to think of
something to do.  Mom and Dad were going out and sis was at some camp or
something.  Outside of wearing her underwear I really didn't pay her much
attention, nor she me.

This evening was to prove to be a turning point for me.  After Mom came up
to tell they were leaving and to double check that I would spending the
night with James and Bill she kissed me goodbye and left.  About ten
minutes after they were gone James sighed and leaned back agaisnt my bed.

-You want to jerk off?  He said.

-Uh, yeah sure.  I said thinking that this would be the first time we would
jerk off together.

-Great!  He said getting up, I've been real horny all day.

-Ok, I said not sure what to say.

I watched as James undid his pants and pulled them down.  His underwear was
already poking with his hardening cock.  I stood and pulled my own jeans
down and my underwear letting my cock pop out.  I saw James look at it as
he pulled his underwear down and stood with a big, nice hard on.  I stared
openly at his prick and I made it jerk back and forth.

-How did you do that?  He said looking at my dick

-What?  I said not sure what I had done.

-Make it jerk like that by it's self.  He said looking at my cock.

-Oh, that.  I don't know I just do it.  I said.  I like tighten my butt and
it jerks around like that.  I said making it do it again.  I thought
everyone did that.

-Well, I never had.  He said.  Do it again.

I did it again and then I watched as he tried it.  After a few times he
managed to get his larger cock to jerk around by itself too.  I liked
watching his cock jerk around.  I wanted to reach out and touch it.

I sat on the bed next to him, just inches from touching him.  He grabbed
his cock and began to slowly stroke it.  I followed his lead my eyes locked
on his prick.  When I looked he was watching mine.

-You have a pretty nice dick.  He said nodding to my erection.

-Uh...thanks, its not a s big as yours.  I said hoarsely, I like yours too.

-Don't worry it'll grow just fine.  He smiled, even so it looks pretty
good.

We were quiet for a time just playing with ourselves and watching each
other.  It didn't seem like either of us was in any hurry to cum.  Watching
James stroke that fat cock of his was having an effect on me.  I was
feeling dizzy, the blood rushing in my ears, my heart pounding.  I kept
wanting to reach over and grab it and jerk him off.  But I was afraid he
would get angry.

I heard James moan and he began to slowly stroke his cock with just three
fingers, like he was drawing out the pleasure.  Which I was fine with
because I could watch that hot dick of his and he could watch me, which he
was doing.

-Oh, man I wish we had a girl here!  He said looking from my cock to me.

-Yeah, that would be great!  I agreed and then a thought hit me.  It made
my heart slip a beat and my mouth to go dry.  I quickly figured what the
heck, I'll try it.

-Wait a minute.  I said getting up from the bed and pulling my pants
quickly up, I got a idea.

-What?  What are you going to do?  James asked.

-You have to promise not to laugh or make fun.  If you don't like it just
say so.  I said stopping at the door to my bedroom.  Ok?

-What?  What are you doing?  James ask rising up no longer playing with his
beautiful prick.

-You'll see, I said, You promise?

-Sure, sure.  He said laughing, If it will make you happy sure I promise.

-Ok, just give me a couple of minutes.  I said closing the door behind me.

I hurried to my sister's bedroom.  I quickly found her pink bra and
matching panties.  They were rather sheer and the bra was flimsier than
most.  I found a white lace garter belt and hose.  I quickly slip on the
hose and fasten them to the garters, then the panties which were snug,
holding my cock up flat, the material sheer enough for it to show through.

I slipped on the bra and filled it with socks from one of her drawers.  I
adjusted it as I went to her closet.  In the back I found the soft white
sweater that she never wore anymore since her boobs had gotten bigger, it
was to small.  I slipped it on, pulling it over the bra.  It was tight, my
bra tits pressed agaisnt it, reveling the complete shape of the bra.  I
slipped into a pair of low black heels that were tight but would do.  I
looked at my self in the mirror and approving of the reflection I took a
deep breath and headed back to my room.

I tried to stop my hands from shaking as I reached for the door, turned the
knob and opened it.

-Ready?  I asked softly.  Taking a deep breath and walking in.

-Yeah, James said and then when he saw me he got this surprised look on his
face.  I stood near the door and watched as his eyes roamed up and down my
body.  I also notice that his cock danced and I took that as a good sign.

-Shit, you..you look...gr..great!  James said smiling.  Come over hear on
the bed with me honey.

I slowly walked over to him.  I sat on the bed, a bit shy, wondering what
exactly I was thinking of and what was I suppose to do.

-Are you sure?  I said quietly.

-Oh honey yeah come here.  James said and reached for me.

He took me in his arms and pulled me up until we were lying side by side.
James pulled me close and I turned to meet him.  I could feel his cock
press against my stomach.  I felt the heat of it, its hardness agaisnt the
taut skin of my belly.  I could feel the wetness of his pre cum on my skin
and it made me shiver in anticipation.  I thought I would faint from the
feel his cock.  I also felt my cock press agaisnt him.  He moaned and
hugged me close.  I put my arms around him and hugged him.  Not sure what
to do just letting instinct take over.

I felt James hands moving over my body and his lips began to kiss my neck
and ears.  I shivered and wondered if he was going to kiss me, I hadn't
counted on that.  I wasn't sure that I wanted to do that.  But before I
could decided he started kissing my lips softly, moving to my cheek and
then back to my lips, soon he was slipping his tongue into my mouth, I
thought my first french kiss and it isn't with a girl!

I was responding dramatically to James attention.  He was rubbing agaisnt
me, I felt his cock move agaisnt my skin.  I felt his hands on my taut
behind, his lips kissing me our tongues dancing.  I swore my cock seemed to
grow bigger and it was as hard as it was when Nancy was caressing it.

With a trembling hand I slipped it down between us, finding his cock.
James moaned when I touched it.  My first cock I thought to myself with a
sigh.  I stroked it with my fingers, I ran them down to feel his balls.
James moved his hips away from me to give me more room.  He moaned when I
grasped it in my hand a began to slowly tug on it.

- Ahh, honey make me feel good, He sighed laying on his back.

I moved to kneel by his reclining body.  I held his cock and began to
stroke it slowly with my hand.  I reached down with my other hand to
cradled his balls.  James cried out, he reached up and began to fondle my
bra tits. I could feel the pressure as he squeezed them and stroked them.
I watched as he lay there, his eyes closed as I slowly jerked his cock.

My own dick was pressing tight agaisnt my panties, trying to get out, the
front wet with my precum, my cock throbbing, bigger than it had ever been.
I wanted to stroke myself, I hoped he would stroke me but so far he was
content with feeling my boobs as I jerked him.

-Ohh, honey, yeah make me feel good.  Yeah Honey, yeah.  James moaned.

I could feel the heat from his cock, the rigid smoothness of it as I
gripped him.  I began to stroke him faster and he began to roll his hips
and to sigh.  I stared hotly at my moving hand on his prick.  I saw the
head seem to swell, grow red, heavy drops of pre cum seep from him.

I gripped him tighter, moving faster, until with a cry for his honey to
make him cum he arched his hips and his cock exploded sending creamy hot
cum to fall on his chest in heavy spurts.  Then on his stomach and covering
my hand.  I continued to jerk him, letting the slipperiness of his cum coat
his cock, making my hand slide even quicker over his hardness.

I almost came myself from the joy of what I had just done.  It was
wonderful!  I felt great as I watched him explode, feeling the hot
stickiness, hearing his cries of pleasure.  I was hooked.  I continued to
stroke him, slower than I had been, feeling his cock lose some of its
rigidity, feeling the cum spread.  I looked at him, he smiled, then reached
down, tucked the waist of my panties beneath my balls. I watched as he
began to stroke my cock with his hand.

The feeling was exquisite, I thought I would faint from it.  It was as good
as when Nancy had fondled me only a more intense stab of pleasure.  I came
very quickly, letting my thick jerks of cum fall on his belly as he pulled
at my cock.  I cried out and shook as I came, it was the most intense
experience I had ever had.  The most incredible orgasm I could have
imagined.  The most I had ever cum!

When I was done he pulled me down on top of him and we hugged for until we
caught our breaths.  I rolled off of him looking at his limp cock as it lay
over his balls the soft hair that surrounded his cock and balls.  I reached
and gave him a caress.

I noticed that my sisters panties were covered in cum, both mine and his.
But I didn't care, I just felt so good after our mutual jerking.  I felt
the same way when I was with Nancy and we had to leave.  The light, shaky
feeling stayed with me for hours.

We lay next to each other regaining our composure and thinking about what
we had just done.  So much for mutual jerk offs, I think we had taken it to
the next level.

-We can't tell anyone about this.  He said to me sitting up.

-Don't worry I am not about to say anything.  I said.  Damn, I got stuff
all over her panties.

-We could wash them.  He said.

-Not before they get home.  I said standing up and peeling them down.  I'll
have to hide them and hope she doesn't notice and then wash them later.  I
wadded the panties up and stuck the under my mattress.

I stood there looking at James with the garter belt framing my semi erect
cock.  I watched as he stared at me and I saw his cock slowly start to
grow, Which in turned made my cock grow again.

-Your getting hard again.  I said.

-You too.  He said nodding at my cock.  I like you in dressed that way.  Do
you like to do it a lot?

-When I can.  It's not very often, just sometimes I really need to dress
up.  I'm glad you like it.

-Yeah, he said I do.  I like it alot!

His cock was completely stiff again.  I wanted to feel it.  I moved to him,
he spread his legs and I moved between them, standing, looking down at his
cock.  It really was very nice, about six or seven inches I would guess.
Mine was about five inches then and was getting pretty thick.  His wasn't
as thick but the shaft was very white and the head was pointed with a deep
pink color.  The head of my cock had more of a distinct head, like a helmet
on a straight standing solder.

-Do you want me to make you cum again, I asked him in a soft voice reaching
down to stroke his hard on.

-Sure, I think I could cum again.  He said leaning back to rest on his
elbows.

I knelt between his legs, wrapping my hand around his cock and began to
jerk him.  I looked up at him and said - am I doing it right?

-Yeah, yeah.  He sighed, you are doing it very good.

I smiled and watched as I stroked his cock up and down.

-Play with my nuts too.  He moaned.

I reached and began to tease his taut ball sack as I jerked him.  I felt my
own cock buck and dance wanting some help but I was to engrossed at what I
was doing to pay attention to it.  I just wanted to play with his cock as
long as he wanted me to.

It didn't take him long to cum.  He cried out and arched his back, hips off
the bed and began to shoot another full load of cum.  It went straight up
in the air and fell on his belly, covering my hand and his balls.  I spread
the slickness with my jerking hand and over his balls with the other.

I didn't stop I kept going until he finally had to tell me to stop.  I let
go of him and stood up.  With my cum stained hand I gripped my own cock and
began to jerk off with him watching.  It seemed like seconds and I was
cuming I directed my load onto his still hard, red cock and mixed my cum
with his.  I kept it up until I couldn't stand the pleasure any more and
had to stop.

I stood there staring at him, my hand still on my shrinking dick ,his cock
also shrinking.  We looked at one another and neither showed any signs of
embarrassment or remorse.  I went to bathroom and tossed him a wash cloth
and watched as he cleaned himself up.

He handed me the cloth back and I returned it.  I came back and pulled the
top over my head and removed the bra.  I sat down and began to unhook the
hose.

-I'm not a queer.  James said out of the blue.  I like girls too.  So don't
think I'm a queer.

I rolled the hose down my legs and then looked at him.  - I didn't think
you were queer.

-I just want you to know that I'm not.  He said again.

-Ok your not.  I said taking the garter belt off.  And I'm not queer
either.

-You mess around with Nancy?  He said watching me fold up the clothing to
put back.

-What?  I said, trying to delay.

-You know, you ever mess around with Nancy.

-Well...no not really.  I said gathering the clothes to put back.

-You know she likes you better than any of us.  He said reaching for his
clothes.

-You think?  I mean I like her, we've been friends forever.

-Yeah, she does like you.  If you haven't tried anything you should, who
knows she might be willing.

-Uhmm. Maybe I will.  I said not letting on that I had already had some
very nice times with sweet Nancy.

-I guess we should go before my folks get worried where we are.  James
said.

-Yeah, we should.  I said.  I need to put these back.  And, you promised
you wont tell anyone.

-I promise, like who am I gonna tell.  James said laughing.

Yeah I thought you do have a point.  If he tells he would be just a
implicated as I would be.

Needless to say that wasn't the only time that James and I played.  Once
every couple of weeks or so he would ask me if I would dress up for him and
I always did.  Our sessions always ended with me jerking him off once or
twice and he would jerk me too.  I would wear a different outfit each time.
Sometimes from my sister or my mom.  James liked it best when I wore this
black bra my mom had and a sheer black baby doll night gown she had with
these very sheer matching panties.  I would wear one of her black garter
belts and dark hose.  James and I played our game for a long, exciting time
and each time was exciting.

To Be Continued.....