I got into a fraternity and I helped Caleb pledge here too. We had our own room and our frat brothers were pretty cool. We had the usual activities, toga parties, homecoming bonfire and chased a few girls. Usual that is until the frat committee decided to have a ‘turn around' party. At first I suspected a prank, like Caleb and I used to pull. All the brothers were supposed to dress like their favorite female relative. We even had a kind of fashion show to preview what some of the guys were going to wear. Oh, well, it's college.

One morning when we didn't have any classes, Caleb and I went to a couple of resale shops. Picked up a dress and an old wig. Good enough for a party without getting too crazy. The night of the party I slipped the dress on over my boxers and put on a plain pair of tennis shoes. Caleb was taking his time in the bathroom, so I went down to the party.

Down stairs, the ‘girls' were drinking. There is always a keg around in our frat house. Music was loud and a couple of brothers started playing guitars. Turned out to be a nice party, a it weird, but nice. Its hard to understand that guys you know are dancing with each other. But beer will do that I guess. After more beers than I remember, I was pretty mellow. I found a spot on the sofa and sat down. Some time later, I'm not sure how long, Caleb found me and sat down.

I must have nodded off for a minute or two. When I opened my eyes, Caleb had stretched out his hand on my leg. He was mumbling something but I couldn't hear with the party still going on. I tried to get up but Caleb wasn't moving too fast. I felt his hand on my leg as I tried to sit up. Somehow he got his hand on my crotch. I never did get to my feet. I finally stood up and discovered that enough beers will affect your balance. Has anyone ever thought about that before? Ya gotta love beer. Caleb and I got upstairs to our room just in time. I pulled off the dress and tossed in on the floor. I spent the next few minutes getting rid of all the beer I drank. Finally I sat down on the edge of my bed, took off the wig and it joined the dress on the floor. I think I must have fallen asleep.

When I woke up, Caleb was sitting on his bed just staring at the floor. When he stood up, he turned away from me and pulled the dress he was wearing over his head and let in fall on the bed, Maybe it was the party or the beer or, because Caleb's dress was longer than the one I had. I didn't notice anything odd until just then. Caleb turned around to face me and then it was my turn to stare. Not at the floor, but at my brother.

Caleb was dressed like a girl. Nylon stockings lace panties and garter belt and a matching bra. And I couldn't stop staring.

This is my brother. We grew up together. Caleb took a step closer. It was at that moment when I noticed his lace panties starting to grow a bulge. I watched as Caleb pulled the panties down releasing his cock. I remember thinking it looked bigger that when we were younger. I flashed back to those masturbation days. It was fun, but we never went any further. Now Caleb was standing right in front of me, his cock just inches from my face.