True story of an old man in the woods - Sex Stories

True story of an old man in the woods

I was just a young lad the first time i did any thing with another guy, i was still living with mom in the house she inherited from her father after he died in a small village that mainly had elderly people living in it. There certainly wasn't any one my age about so contact with other youth's was limited to school. Most of my time was spent playing alone or helping mom about the house, then some thing happened that was to change me for ever. It was a Sunday morning and mom was home doing some house work, i was watching cartoons on the TV when she called to me to help her get the washing in as it had started to rain. I put my shoes on and went to help, i worked my way down the line till i came to some of her tights and hesitated till she told me to hurry up. I grabbed them off the line but the moment i touched them i became fixated at how the material felt on my skin, they felt so silky and smooth and i just wanted to hold but new mom would wonder what i was doing so i moved to the next item on the line a pair of silk full back panties. Again i was amazed at how they felt to the touch and new i wanted to play with them more. After that every chance i got i would go in the bathroom and search the laundry basket for a pair of tights or panties just so i could touch them. I didn't put them on at that time just touched them, it hadn't even occurred to me to wear them i just loved how they felt in my hands. This went on for a few months till one evening i saw a program on telly ...

... about men who like to dress as girls. It was like a revelation to me and i new i had to try it with some of moms tights, not wanting to be caught i waited till the next time i new she was out for a while so i would be safe. The moment i felt the silky smooth material on my skin i knew this was something i wanted to do over and over. Of course because of my age at the time it wasn't a sexual thing it was just something that felt natural to me but i knew others would be upset if i was ever caught. I had been wearing the tights just in the bathroom for a few weeks when mom nearly caught me and over the next month she almost caught me 4 more times. As the risk seemed to be getting higher i decided that may be i should stop doing it around the house and look for some other place to indulge my hobby. As we lived in a rural out in the sticks village at the time it wasn't hard to find an out of sight place to continue my dressing. For just over 3 years i continued to do my dressing in the woods behind our village when ever the weather let me, i had found a perfect place hidden from the roads and out of sight of any houses. The woods were in the middle of a big farm field and no one ever really went in them, in the center of the woods was a clearing with a large amount of tallish under growth closing it in and a large fallen tree trunk making it perfect for my needs. By the time i was 12 i had started buying my own things when pocket money allowed and had grown from just wearing tights ...