My First Boyfriend – Part One

Since my family had moved to our new house, Steve and I had become best friends. He lived next door and had moved in about a month before we did. With both of us being the new kids on the block we bonded quickly. He was two years older than me at eighteen and I had just turned sixteen a few months back. He was also taller and had more muscles than I did. He had tan skin and black hair where I was pale and had brown hair. He stood almost six feet tall and I was about five foot six. We played ball, fished, rode our bikes, and did all the things boys our age did, including smoking and when we could, drinking. During the early part of summer we had constructed a fort to hang out and smoke in. Steve had a very large back yard that was mostly wooded and his property sat on a hill. We used shovels and dug into the side of the hill like we were digging a mine. Digging was hard with the red clay we had in Georgia but it was ideal for making tunnels that would not cave in as easily as other soil. We even used two by fours to brace the walls and ceiling as we dug further in. Once the digging was done we took scrap plywood and made walls with shelves and a ceiling. We took a scrap piece of carpet and lay it down for a floor and stuck some of those battery operated lights to the ceiling. We hung another piece of carpet as a door. The fort was big enough to fit four or five people in a sitting position and since we didn’t clear the brush and bushes out before digging it could not be seen unless you were right on it. We spent many afternoons in the coolness of our fort and smoked cigarettes and played cards. One day we were sitting in the fort with the door flap open watching the few cars that drove by, when a guy in an old Chevelle pulled over right in front of us. We watched as the driver went to the back of his car and opened the trunk. He took out three large trash bags and tossed them into the brush before getting back in his car and driving off. We waited till he was out of sight and went down to check out what he had dumped. We had talked before about a friend kaçak iddaa of ours who saw someone throw a package out of a moving car right before the cops pulled it over. He had picked the package up to find it was full of cocaine. He had a great time for a while off that! I don’t know what Steve was thinking on the way down but I was hoping for three huge bags of weed! We got to the first bag and untied it. There were bras, panties, dresses, skirts, hose and all kinds of other women’s clothing. We opened the other two bags and one had lots more women’s clothes while the third had shoes, make up, wigs, and at the bottom were dildos, butt plugs, anal beads and some other sex toys. I’ve since come to realize it was a cross dresser purging his collection. Lots of CDs do this just to go back to cross dressing and buy a new collection only to purge again later. It can become a cycle with some people. We both acted disappointed and called the guy a fag but deep inside I was very turned on by it. Just the feel of the silky lingerie made me get hard and I could swear Steve had a bigger than usual bulge in his jeans too. We left the bags where they were and decided to go home. Steve said he was hungry and I said I wanted to go home for lunch too. That’s what I said but I was so turned on I knew that I was going to go home and use some of my mom’s panties to jack off. I ran upstairs as soon as I got home and snuck in my mom’s drawer to get a pair of panties. I went to my room and stripped off my clothes. I slid the panties up my legs and over my butt cheeks. They felt so feminine and sexy! I rubbed m cock through the panties and came inside them unexpectedly. I had intended on taking them off or at least pulling them down before I came but it was too late. I took them off and stuffed them under my mattress. I made a sandwich and sat in front of the TV to eat. I lost track of time and soon my mom was home and soon after it was dinner time. After dinner I watched more TV and before I knew it, it was bed time. I lay in bed thinking about all the panties and stuff kaçak bahis in the bags. I was horny beyond belief and wanted more than just jacking off. I decided to sneak out and go check out the bags again. I climbed out my window and headed for the fort. I stopped and rummaged through the bags until I had found a nice bra, panties and some stockings to wear. The bra was black and lacy and the panties were silky bikini style. I headed up to the fort and as I approached could tell that someone was in there. I could see light escaping around the carpet door and could hear something strange. I crept up to the door on my hands and knees and peeked through the opening. I was shocked, scared, and oh so turned on by what I saw! Steve was in the fort wearing a blue bra and panties and jacking off. I had never seen his cock before and could not believe how much bigger it was than mine. I was about 5 inches hard and he was at least two inches longer and what amazed me was the fact that is was so thick and was uncircumcised. I watched him stroke his cock and loved the way his foreskin would roll over his head then pull back to expose his head each time he stroked it. I think that this was the exact moment I became a cock lover. My cock was so hard it actually hurt. I had to get some relief! I stripped off my clothes and put on the bra and panties. I left the stockings for later. I was trembling as I pulled back the carpet door and crawled in. Steve was in shock at first until he saw that I had on lingerie too. His cock had started going soft already. He said, “Man you scared the shit out of me!” “It looks like we both had the same idea,” I replied. “If you ever tell anyone about this I’ll kick your ass!” he said. “Don’t worry! I’m wearing the same shit too!” He started stroking his cock again and I sat down and leaned against the wall next to him. I pulled out my rock hard cock and started stroking. We watched each other jack off until he tightened up his grip and shuddered as he released a huge load of cum. As soon as he started cumming I did too. I noticed that illegal bahis while I came in spurts his was more of a steady gush, and there was a lot more than mine. We got the three bags and brought them up to the fort and left them there, then went back home. The rest of the summer we snuck out every night to go to the fort and cross dress and jack off. We experimented with all the different outfits and tried the wigs and make up. Before long we knew how to make ourselves look pretty hot. I especially looked like a girl since I was petite and developed late. I was naturally hairless and only had a wisp of hair on my genitals. In fact if I was tucked I looked like a well groomed girl. Steve was more masculine though and all his muscles make him look like a guy in drag. I didn’t mind though, in fact I thought he looked hot. One night when we had snuck some beers out and were buzzed we started jacking off like usual, we would lay next to each other and jack till we got off. This night we somehow switched hands so I was jacking him and he was jacking me. We didn’t speak about it, it just happened. I was amazed at how much cum he shot and how warm it felt on my hand and I loved the way his big cock felt in my hand. After that we never jacked ourselves; I jacked him and he jacked me. One night we were jacking each other and Steve came much earlier than usual. I had jacked myself off earlier that day when Steve wasn’t around so it was taking me longer to cum. Steve rolled over on his side facing me and began sucking my nipple while stroking me. It turned me on a lot and I moaned like a girl. Then he kissed me and put his tongue in my mouth. I immediately responded and we started making out. His hands were all over me and I loved how it felt to have him treating me like a real girl. When his finger found my little pucker hole I came immediately. We lay there for a few minutes cuddling together before going home. On the way out Steve kissed me passionately with his tongue in my mouth and gave my ass a little squeeze. I went home and slept in a pair of panties and bra feeling like a real girl. The next afternoon before I headed home for dinner Steve gave me a little brown bag and told me it was something special for me and to open it before coming out that night.