Hidden in Plain Sight

Temmuz 12, 2022 0 Yazar: admin

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It was his own fault. He had spent far too long admiring himself in the mirror and revelling at the sight of the erotic garments he had donned and time had slipped away from him. Just the feeling of these silky garments against his skin made him hard as they always did and a masturbation session would soon follow.The mirror on one side of his sliding closet doors reflected the image of a tall and tanned young man with long dark hair and slightly feminine features. If he had been born a girl, his classmates would have said he possessed a tomboy quality, but he had been born male. Due to his looks and gentle nature, his male classmates called him a freak, fag and weirdo and made his time in school a living hell.His only saving grace was he excelled at baseball. He was so good at it that he was always picked first by his testosterone-laden friends when choosing up sides for teams for casual after school games. This despite the fact it was the same boys that hung the nicknames of “girly-man” or “sister Marc” on him.”Oh if they could see me now,” Marc said to himself. A black silk and lace garter belt hung in his hips and held up black nylon stockings with lace tops. The black silk bikini panty struggled to cover his erect manhood, but it felt and looked good on him as did the black bra with its delicate lace trim. Where this urge to dress up came from he hadn’t a clue and he spent a great deal of time ignoring it.It was at the insistence of his father that he tried out for the high school team and made the squad. He brought glory to the school and bahis siteleri himself and soon the constant name-calling stopped and his school life became bearable. What became unbearable was his fascination with erotic lingerie, soon pictures of models in their provocative garments decorated the corkboard in his room.His mother was horrified, but his father was OK with it. He had worried about his son’s sexuality, but this told him that maybe his concerns were not necessary.”He’s a red-blooded American boy that is showing an interest in girls. As long as they are tasteful, I don’t care how many of those he puts up.” his father told her.It was while surfing the net he discovered that he was not alone with these dress-up desires. He also discovered that there were literally hundreds of sites that catered to those affected. There were hundreds of blogs and links and he read them all and visited the sites that the links took him to.There before his astonished eyes were pages of the erotic lingerie that he fancied. There was also every kind of outfit for every imaginable outing; they were of no interest in them. Going out in public was not something he desired, but behind closed doors was another matter. He had a debit card and money in the bank from his part-time job, so all he needed was the courage to order something and see how deep this obsession ran.Who knows, maybe after trying on one of these silky ensembles he might be free of this obsession. So using the size conversion chart, he ordered the bra, garter belt, nylons and panties and requested canlı bahis siteleri that the package should be held at the UPS centre for pick up. He couldn’t risk the package being left on the porch and brought into the house by his parents. There would be too many questions on what he got in the mail.He spent three agonizing days waiting for his laptop to tell him that items had arrived at the centre. It was picked it up after school and he hid them in the basement above a panel in the drop ceiling.In the dead of the night, he crept downstairs and recovered the package he had managed to smuggle into the house unseen. He thought his prick would bust through his boxers as he removed the silky items and admired them. Marc decided he would wait for the weekend to wear them as his parents were usually busy running errands. As he surmised there was no one home when he returned from his part-time job. He quickly removed his work clothes and stepped into the shower. Once he was dried off, he headed to his room where he pulled out the seductive undies that he had hidden. Just the touch of the silk and lace garter belt against his skin cause his balls to tingle, an erection was on its way.Next he slowly the slid the black nylons up his legs in the manner described on one of his favourite websites. By the time the lace tops of the stockings reached his thighs, he was fully erect. Marc then slowly slid the black silk panties up and struggled to hid his hard cock in the tiny garment. He fastened the bra around his chest and then inserted the canlı bahis foam padding into the empty cups.When he turned around to face his reflection in the mirror he thought his heart would burst, man did he look good. He headed to his bed and flopped on his back. He ran his hands over the silky bra cups and down his flat stomach. He then raised a nylon clad leg and ran the fingers of both hands from ankle to thigh; the sensation was overwhelming.He performed the same routine on the second leg and then allowed his fingers to run across the bludging crotch of his silky panties. His fingers could detect the slight dampness from the pre-cum his cock was leaking.Finally, he couldn’t take it any longer and grasped his cock through the silky material. As Marc began to stroke himself, he thought about some of the girls at school. Being a jock and combined with his good manners made him popular with many of them, but he doubted if they would ever dress that way for him or tolerate him dressing up like them.Marc’s body temp shot up and his breathing increased and he knew that his orgasm was on its way. He increased the speed of his stroking until his body stiffened and he emptied his load in his tiny panties. This became a regular routine for him. He would dress up, admire how the lingerie looked on him and then flopped on the bed masturbated still wearing his lingerie.He would cum inside his panties and then lay there feeling his semen cool and slide down his shrinking cock. His next session would be performed sans panties, but the sight and feel of his nylon covered legs and bra were more than enough to get him going. In the wee hours of the morning, he would creep into the half bath and wash these items in the sink. They would then be placed in the back of his closet to dry.

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