caught in drag

My brother was 4 years older than me and had gotten married. His wife was a tall, slender girl with narrow hips, long legs and well formed breasts. I was about her size. I was a bit taller and a bit skinnier, and I had a cock that would not go soft. It seemed like I had a hard on most of my waking hours and probably while I slept, too! I used to jack off every chance I got. I could think about guys I saw in gym class, washing their tight bodies in the showers, or my sister-in-laws underwear drawer. It had all the lacy undies, bras, slips and pantyhose that felt so good as I caressed my throbbing cock with them. I know she had a bit of a thing for me and she used to “wrestle” with me on their living room floor while my older brother watched tv. She would grind her pubic bone into my groin as we tossed around and sometimes arranged herself to slip her boob into my face, grinding it into my mouth. It was a turn on for me, but not for the reasons she thought. I loved to feel her lace panties, her bra and sometimes her teddy as she rubbed against me. I would have a raging hard on that would just drive her nuts. I never tried to have sex with her, though I don’t think she or my brother would have minded. I know that when they went into the bedroom after one of our “wrestling” matches, my brother would get the fucking of his life.

I used to go over to their apartment most days during the week. They both worked and the place was all mine. Normally, the first thing I would do was double lock the door from the inside so that they couldn’t open the door without me unlocking a deadbolt from the inside. That way I knew I wouldn’t be walked in on unexpectedly. Then I would strip naked and head for the spare bedroom. The queen sized bed had a footboard and a headboard. I needed the headboard because I figured out a way to give myself an awesome blowjob using it. I would prop up my head using several pillows and then lift my legs up over my head and hook my toes at the base of the headboard. Manipulating myself in such a way would bring my cock right up to my mouth. I had to be very loose and limber to make it work. If I was stiff or had not yet taken a poop or had eaten a lot of food I couldn’t bend myself in a tight enough ball to get my cock all the way into my mouth. There were times when I would just jack myself off with one hand while I fingered my asshole with the other and then shot my load down into my mouth and on my face. While it felt good, it wasn’t what I needed. I loved the feeling of that throbbing stiff cock in my mouth. If I could do everything just right, I could actually get my cock all the way to the back of my throat. One time, I shot a load so hard that it went right down my throat without ever even stopping in my mouth. That was kind of a drag, because I loved the taste and texture of my cum as it filled my mouth. It took some length of time to really master the technique so that I got all the enjoyment I could out of my autofellatio.

Once I had successfully sucked myself off, I would carefully inspect the bedding to make sure I had not splattered any cum on a pillow, bedding or headboard, If I had, I would lick up the excess and then wipe it down with a wet towel. My next step was to open the underwear drawer, As soon as I smelled the contents and felt the fabric, my cock would get stiff as a board again, even though I had just drained it. I would rub various pieces against my body. I would jack off through the legs of her panties. Inevitably, I would cum on one or another of her things and have to lick off the mess. I would then put the piece in the dirty laundry, covering it up with other clothes so as not to be too obvious.

After blowing two or more loads, I would relax on the couch and look at some of the porn mags that they kept around. There was always pictures of stiff cocks sliding in and out of swollen pussies or slamming balls against the chin of a girl as she choked on a massive load.