Oh fuck, oh fuck, my heart actually skipped a beat.
"Oh Humph! I DO like your panties!," Emmy exclaimed. As I pulled my jumper forward and rolled my ass back on the bench awkwardly hiding my erection I exposed the lower part of my back, and my lace panties. You see now that there is where I think I gave the game away. You know what it's like with us men, a ride on a Bus is enough to give us a boner!," I say as I tuck my cock across my groin and pull my jumper forward to cover it up. "Don't worry, no-one can hear us over here, or let alone see your massive boner!," Emmy giggles. The brazen nature of the comment has me fighting for words. "Your cock, it looks massive in those Jeans! What did you do, or rather, who did you do while you were gone?," Emmy says. "I'm sorry, what's that?," as I sit back down next to her. I know what she is talking about but I still say "Ahem, what are you smuggling?," Emmy says with a wry smile as I place our drinks on the table.Ī hot flush instantly washes over me.
When I return I feel like I have got a full on erection and try to just ignore it in the vain hope it would subside. Oh my, it feels so good as I reach down into my crotch and I take a moment to feel my throbbing cock through the lace pattern. I use a stall, just so no-one sees what I am wearing. I go and get a round of drinks in and dart to the toilet before returning to the table. I always felt like a bit of a prude, when deep inside I had wanted to just rip her clothes off and fuck her so much, but I never made a move. You see, we dated once in our teens but we never fooled around much. Her closeness has spurred a furnace in me to ignite and I can feel my attraction toward Emmy grow hotter. Emmy sits down next to me and I start to feel an urge from within. In my mind my jeans have disappeared and I am just sitting there with my cock bound in lace, and it looks glorious.Ī few drinks later and we are both getting visibly more giggly so we decide to move to a darker, more private part of the pub. I struggle to concentrate as I start relishing my new confidence in wearing lace. I sit down with Emmy and we start to chat about anything but her now Ex- Boyfriend. Just enough to make me feel so very horny. My cock is engorged but not enough to show. I walk to the table and can feel every little movement of the lace against my skin. The paranoia wears off by the time we are at the bar and a weird sensation of relief starts to blow over me. "Oh, nothing I just thought I forgot something," I say shrugging it off and visually checking no lace can be seen poking out of my jeans. "What's up?," Emmy says tugging at my arm. I just realized I was wearing those bright blue lace panties, and I am outside of the comfort of my own home. Walking up the road I shuddered so hard I stopped myself in my tracks. With that she threw my jacket at me and pushed me out of my front door. Come on put your jacket on I want to go to the Pub and get thoroughly pissed!" "I haven't come around for a shoulder to cry on, that is all I am going to say about that bastard.
I have had enough and I walked," Emmy now quite animated. You see I am a straight guy, I just did not know if anyone would understand my fetish and not have me pegged all wrong. That would be the end of me, as I saw it, ridiculed for 'being gay' or 'confused about my sexuality'. I awkwardly bumped Emmy away from the couch and shut my screen covertly. My mind immediately turned to what was on my Laptop screen! I had just been looking at inspiration for my next 'photo shoot', a man in loose thread stockings, lace panties and a Shirt and tie with Suit Jacket. We had known each other for a long time and I suspected she was in a bad mood. It was my friend Emmy, unannounced, she pushed the door open and walked right in. I quickly pulled on a pair of jeans and dived for the door. I had intended to keep them on while I read a few erotic stories online and maybe even take a few photos for others to enjoy but that idea was quashed the moment the door knocked.
It was a Saturday evening and I had put on a pair of striking blue lace briefs. Panties though, well that is a different matter. I have thought of wearing a bra but, although I can almost imagine how amazing it would feel, I don't think men look as good in them as women, by a long way. I have taken to wearing stockings too which feel amazing, it's like having your whole lower half caressed persistently. I say 'mildly' because I am not into full feminization, I just love the feel and look of lace panties when they are hugging a good looking cock, not to mention the taboo. I have been 'mildly' crossdressing for over a year now. A very curious thing happened to me the other day and I feel I need to share it with you.