My introduction to cocks in panties...
My earliest recollection of becoming attracted to sexy panties was no doubt at a similar age to most guys on here?
In my case it was a school friend Mick who introduced me to the thrills that I have enjoyed since a sunny day in the early/mid 1960s. Mick and I were fishing at a local pond but not having any luck attracting fish onto our hooks, so eventually Mick decided that such a hot day was no good for fishing but just right for swimming. At that he quickly stripped off his T-shirt, shorts and shoes ready to take a dip, while encouraging me to do likewise. I laughingly declined but watched as he shed his clothing, surprised and beguiled to see that his multi-coloured ' underpants' were skimpy and shiny, not at all like standard 'boyswear'. He seemed to notice my interested stare, then explained by telling me that they were his Mum's. "Mum isn't a fan of housework, so if I don't have any clean each morning, she tells me to wear a pair of hers, because Dad's would be too big for me" he smiled.
Mick's Mum was of great interest to all of us friends of his; she was petite, attractive, and much younger that all our Mums. Most of us, after leaving Mick's house when visiting, would have a wank over thoughts of her when we got home? I thought longingly about her as Mick dived into the pond and splashed around for a while, wishing it was his Mum I was watching, not him. Eventually Mick decided he had cooled off enough and waded back out of the water towards where I was sat. As he approached, I noted with renewed interest that his pants were now strangely shinier and more semi-transparent. Once again he noticed my interest and as he flopped down next to me he started slowly stroking over his obvious bulge.
"You seem to like my knickers" Mick asked me, "almost as much as I do". As I nodded in agreement he continued "they feel so good, so soft, and I always feel sexy when I wear her panties", and again stroked over his bulge, which appeared to be growing by the minute. "Yea, I'll bet" I murmured in agreement, at which mick surprised me by asking "Do you want to try them on?". I must have blushed as I laughed a shy refusal, so he continued "Why not? No-one can see us up here" which was true as the pond was dug out into the side of a hill, and we could see downhill for quite a long distance. "A pity" commented Mick, "I'm sure you'd love the smooth soft feel of them over your cock?" as his stroking continued. He then leant back with his hands behind his head, then further surprised me by inviting "If you don't want to try them on, why not just have a feel how soft and silky they are?"
By then I was already starting to feel the familiar stirrings in my own shorts, the feeling I had discovered a couple of years previously. And I knew that when those feelings started I got more adventurous? at that I nervously leant over towards him, raising my hand to tentatively allow my fingers to touch the fascinatingly shiny material. Mick had his eyes closed by then, but a slight twitch of his now semi-erect prick told me that he was happy for me to continue. Feeling braved and more intrigued I stroked a little more over his panties, my fingers tracing over the ridge of his cock. I heard a soft contented sigh from him which signalled me to close my fingered softly around his now-stiff prick, just as I was used to doing with my own often. As I stroked I nervously looked around to ensure that we were still very much alone and away from prying eyes, then surprised myself as I began sliding my hand up and down along his quite impressive length as I wanked him. I heard a soft "Mmm.." from him as my actions brought him to fullness, the dark tip of his cock now appearing above the waistband of his panties.
By then Mick's breathing was coming quicker and a low sexy growl came to his voice as he murmured "Hey Alex, you're pretty good at this" encouraging me further. My wanking hand had by then released most of his length from the panties and sprang majestically upwards to stand proudly erect. I closed my fingers once again around his girth and started a more urgent speed to my wanking, hearing Mick moan in pleasure as my action brought him closer and closer to absolute joy. His hips then started to jerk and his gasping told me to wank more furiously until his cry of pleasure sounded just before a glorious stream of his cum shot into the air, soon followed by another, and another... I looked across at Mick's happy smiling face, his eyes still closed but revelling in satisfaction, then back down to my spunk-laden fingers and streaks of white sticky cum on his lovely panties......
(In years to come I would have lapped up his juice, but this initial wank was only the start of several sessions with my new wank buddy. We happily used each other many times after as he repaid my wanking of him - of which more to follow.....)
In my case it was a school friend Mick who introduced me to the thrills that I have enjoyed since a sunny day in the early/mid 1960s. Mick and I were fishing at a local pond but not having any luck attracting fish onto our hooks, so eventually Mick decided that such a hot day was no good for fishing but just right for swimming. At that he quickly stripped off his T-shirt, shorts and shoes ready to take a dip, while encouraging me to do likewise. I laughingly declined but watched as he shed his clothing, surprised and beguiled to see that his multi-coloured ' underpants' were skimpy and shiny, not at all like standard 'boyswear'. He seemed to notice my interested stare, then explained by telling me that they were his Mum's. "Mum isn't a fan of housework, so if I don't have any clean each morning, she tells me to wear a pair of hers, because Dad's would be too big for me" he smiled.
Mick's Mum was of great interest to all of us friends of his; she was petite, attractive, and much younger that all our Mums. Most of us, after leaving Mick's house when visiting, would have a wank over thoughts of her when we got home? I thought longingly about her as Mick dived into the pond and splashed around for a while, wishing it was his Mum I was watching, not him. Eventually Mick decided he had cooled off enough and waded back out of the water towards where I was sat. As he approached, I noted with renewed interest that his pants were now strangely shinier and more semi-transparent. Once again he noticed my interest and as he flopped down next to me he started slowly stroking over his obvious bulge.
"You seem to like my knickers" Mick asked me, "almost as much as I do". As I nodded in agreement he continued "they feel so good, so soft, and I always feel sexy when I wear her panties", and again stroked over his bulge, which appeared to be growing by the minute. "Yea, I'll bet" I murmured in agreement, at which mick surprised me by asking "Do you want to try them on?". I must have blushed as I laughed a shy refusal, so he continued "Why not? No-one can see us up here" which was true as the pond was dug out into the side of a hill, and we could see downhill for quite a long distance. "A pity" commented Mick, "I'm sure you'd love the smooth soft feel of them over your cock?" as his stroking continued. He then leant back with his hands behind his head, then further surprised me by inviting "If you don't want to try them on, why not just have a feel how soft and silky they are?"
By then I was already starting to feel the familiar stirrings in my own shorts, the feeling I had discovered a couple of years previously. And I knew that when those feelings started I got more adventurous? at that I nervously leant over towards him, raising my hand to tentatively allow my fingers to touch the fascinatingly shiny material. Mick had his eyes closed by then, but a slight twitch of his now semi-erect prick told me that he was happy for me to continue. Feeling braved and more intrigued I stroked a little more over his panties, my fingers tracing over the ridge of his cock. I heard a soft contented sigh from him which signalled me to close my fingered softly around his now-stiff prick, just as I was used to doing with my own often. As I stroked I nervously looked around to ensure that we were still very much alone and away from prying eyes, then surprised myself as I began sliding my hand up and down along his quite impressive length as I wanked him. I heard a soft "Mmm.." from him as my actions brought him to fullness, the dark tip of his cock now appearing above the waistband of his panties.
By then Mick's breathing was coming quicker and a low sexy growl came to his voice as he murmured "Hey Alex, you're pretty good at this" encouraging me further. My wanking hand had by then released most of his length from the panties and sprang majestically upwards to stand proudly erect. I closed my fingers once again around his girth and started a more urgent speed to my wanking, hearing Mick moan in pleasure as my action brought him closer and closer to absolute joy. His hips then started to jerk and his gasping told me to wank more furiously until his cry of pleasure sounded just before a glorious stream of his cum shot into the air, soon followed by another, and another... I looked across at Mick's happy smiling face, his eyes still closed but revelling in satisfaction, then back down to my spunk-laden fingers and streaks of white sticky cum on his lovely panties......
(In years to come I would have lapped up his juice, but this initial wank was only the start of several sessions with my new wank buddy. We happily used each other many times after as he repaid my wanking of him - of which more to follow.....)
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