I 'm Reviving Petticoat Discipline For Boys
I guess when I was growing up I was always dressed much younger than my age. Though this was my mothers requirement, I never rebelled as I enjoyed dressing in outfits bought for me by my mother. This included some rather unusual clothes. Indeed she did ask me if I wanted some more conventional clothing but I always preferred my shorts and brief wrap around skirts. I remember many shopping expeditions. I do recall when I was 15 going to a store with my mother, she said my son is looking for a few pairs of shorts. The assistant was used to me and said well we have a sale on. She produced several pairs of stripey shortalls for me to try on. I remember pink striped, blue striped and black striped. I tried them on and they fitted me perfectly. My mother bought two pairs of each colour. They had braces that crossed at the back and were made of a stretchy material and were very brief. In fact only just covering my bottom.
The assistant then suggested to my mother that white pelerine socks would go nicely with my shortalls, and also a new pair of blue leather Mary Jane sandals. I often wore Mary Jane sandals so this caused me no problem.
Instead of putting my cord shorts back on I walked home with my mother in my stripey shortalls, Mary Jane sandals and white pelerine socks. Even for me these shortalls were very young looking, after that trip I wore these shortalls quite regularly. Even though I may have been 15 I always felt like a very young boy. It was how my mother liked it and indeed how I liked it.
More private or at least semi private was my wearing of little wrap around kilts as described elsewhere.
The assistant then suggested to my mother that white pelerine socks would go nicely with my shortalls, and also a new pair of blue leather Mary Jane sandals. I often wore Mary Jane sandals so this caused me no problem.
Instead of putting my cord shorts back on I walked home with my mother in my stripey shortalls, Mary Jane sandals and white pelerine socks. Even for me these shortalls were very young looking, after that trip I wore these shortalls quite regularly. Even though I may have been 15 I always felt like a very young boy. It was how my mother liked it and indeed how I liked it.
More private or at least semi private was my wearing of little wrap around kilts as described elsewhere.