No Other Underwear For MeEver since I could remember I have been interested in girls underwear. When I was young, I would love to steal a peek of the brim of a girls panties, her "T" shirt or anklets. As became older I became even more inquisitive about what a girl was wearing under her clothes. Finally, when I was about 17 years old, I met someone, a male friend who was a few years older than me. He, let me call him Joey for now, was into crossdressing. I didn't know or ever heard of the phrase, however, today we have a name for it. One time I was over to Joey's apartment and he revealed to me that he like to dress as a woman. He asked me if I would like to see what he looked like and being a young guy and very curious, I said yes. Joey went into his bedroom for about 15 minutes and emerged in a skirt, stockings a wig, high heals and make-up. I remember I was taken back and very surprised. Joey asked me if I would like to try. I became aroused and said yes. Before I knew it, I was standing in his bedroom nude. He put panties on my, helped me into stockings, put a bra on me and stuffed it with small wash-cloths, he put a blouse on me and then a skirt. I had long hair so there was no need for a wig. He began to put make up on but I remember, I was not too interested in going the whole dress-up way. Over the next several weeks and months, we made it a routine for me to go to his house and dress-up with him. During that time, Joey and me became intimate and that is where I learned to become a sub-bottom boy which I am still. Since that time, I have been wearing girls underwear, mainly panties and hose and recently only wear panties (no longer own men's underwear) and in the cooler weather, pantie-hose. As I write this story, I am shaved smooth and wearing a pair of pink VS size 7 bikini.
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