When I was about 13, I would spend my Summer vacations, from school, at my
Uncles’ house. My cousin and I would sleep in one bedroom, with two beds. He was
three years older then me and always knew what we could do, to have
fun.
We had no secrets between us and we shared everything.
One afternoon I came home early and found him standing in front of a
full length mirror, dressed in nylons, panties, bra and a yellow summer dress.
He was stroking himself under the dress and at first didn’t know I was there. I
got very excited and hard watching him!
After a few minutes he must of heard me, because he turned around and
smiled. He slowly walked over, stroked me and said, “You must of liked what you
saw”. All I could do was stand there and nod. He asked me if I’d like to feel
what it felt like. Again, all I could do was nod and start
undressing.
He had an old suitcase he kept his woman’s cloths in and after
picking out some cloths, he showed me how to put them on. After we were
dressed, it felt so sexy and I was excited all the time. I loved the
feel of nylons on my legs, the breeze blowing up my dress, everything.
We’d spend hours walking around the house, trying on different
outfits. Calling each other “fagget boy” and “cock sucker”. But when he
put his hands on me, it was even better. We stroked each other and I got so
hard, it almost hurt. One day he was kissing my neck and told me to
stand up. He slowly pulled down my panties, then he went to his knees
and started sucking on my hard cock. It didn’t take long before I exploded in
the strongest climax I’d ever had. After I climaxed and he swallowed, he told me
he’d wanted to do that for a long time. I knew it was only the first of many
times we’d do that.
Then, one night I woke up to find him in my bed, sucking me off.
After I’d climax, he’d go back to his bed, like it was all a dream. When we’d be
alone, we’d dress up and “play”. When my Uncle was home he’d visit me
in bed, at night and suck me off. He never asked me to do anything for him,
seeming to get as much pleasure out of sucking me, as I got.
That school year was a long one and the next time we were together, I
wanted to try it and see what it was like to have a cock in my mouth. I knew
what it felt like to be sucked, but wanted to know what he found so pleasurable.
I waited until we were alone and dressed. I told him I wanted to be
shown how to suck, like a woman. He had me get on my knees and slowly stroke his
legs, working my way up. He told me he’d tell me before he climaxed, in case I
didn’t want to swallow his cum. When I got to his panties I couldn’t stop, I had
to taste him. I shut my eyes and put him in my mouth. Slowly I worked him in and
out, deeper and faster. I became lost in the feelings and when he
climaxed, I swallowed and couldn’t stop. He looked down and told me I was a
“good cock sucker” and it sent a trill through me. I kept licking and sucking
him until he was hard again. After that I knew how it felt to get
pleasure from giving someone pleasure.
This went on for three more years, until my cousin left to go in to
the Army. I tried to go back to my “male life” and hid my feelings, but couldn’t
get that feeling out of my head. I’d relive it over and over when I’d
masturbate. Even when I had my first girl, I’d think how wonderful it would be,
to have a cock to suck on, as I pounded into her pussy. This went on until I
went to college.
While there, I met a cross dresser and it all came back again. While
with him, I met my future wife. She was helping him with his makeup, cloths and
such. But that will be covered by my next blog entry.
