Date: Fri, 17 Sep 2004 11:46:29 -0700 (PDT)
From: Bill Nylon <bidi80401@yahoo.com>
Subject: Billy and Alan pt I

After moving from my first home, and loosing touch with my "cricket
dud", I did not have another spanking until I was 20.

I had found a room with a man named Alan, who was divorced and in his
50's. We got along very well. I cleaned house in exchange for room
and board (shared the food and beer expenses!).

We were having a few beers on a Friday night (drinking age was 18
then) when Alan brought up the subject of hobbies. I told him mine
(electronics, music and swimming) and he told me that he collects
uniforms, and asked if I would like to see them. I said sure and we
went upstairs to his bedroom. He had a huge bedroom, light and airy
and two large closets. He went to the walk-in and opened it. A light
turned on automatically. I looked around for the switch, and then saw
something that made my jaw drop; there was a huge collection of
military gear in there on one wall; on the other was all pink, light
green and white satin stuff! I started to get erect right there, just
looking.

Alan brushed past me and started telling me about all his stuff. He
said that it might sound kinda kinky and if I was turned off, that he
would understand. Quite the opposite, I love satin stuff! and I had
always loved snowsuits, overalls and insulated gear since I was a
little boy. I was checking everything out, feeling all the different
materials, and getting more and more horny.

I flashed back to my encounters with Cricket Boy. I thought, "no way,
dude...". Alan was watching me to see what I seemed most attracted
to. I turned to look at the satin stuff. There was this one pink,
ruffled party dress in a real nice satin, not much lace but a large
pink bow across the middle. "Can I look at this?" I asked
him. "Billy, it's probably your size, you can even put it on if you
want."   "No way!"  "Way! All I ask is that you wear undies with it."

I was floored. Should I? I didn't even know this man but wow what an
opportunity. I was buzzed with the beer (and, ahem...some other
substance I won't identify). "Sure, I'd like to try it on, Alan, if
that's ok, you sure?" Dumb me. He told me later that he was PRAYING
that I would put it on!  Alan turned and went to a big chest of
drawers. "Just one thing, Billy. You can't wear YOUR undies with that
dress."  I turned and saw him getting something pink out of the
drawer. He laid it on the bed, which I just noticed had a satin cover
on it, in dark blue. A real thick quilted duvet. "Uh... what are
those?"  Alan held them up. "Bloomers, Billy. They go with that dress
and if you want to try the dress on you will need these too. It's all
part of the scene, man!"  Alan offered to step out while I got
dressed.

I sat on the bed, alone. At first I was hesitant to do it, but kept
flashing back to the spankings I got from Cricket boy. As things
progressed with him, to humiliate me more he made me put on his
sister's things during the game. At first I hated the idea, then
it "grew" on me (sorry). So I somewhat reluctantly pulled off my
sweats and undershorts, and decided to "get dressed".