Date: Wed, 29 Sep 2004 11:59:58 -0700 (PDT)
From: Bill Nylon <bidi80401@yahoo.com>
Subject: gym suit ii

After I had explored the pleasures of my new-found fetish (one-piece
girls' gym suits), I decided to check out everything that I could, that
was in our school's PE equipment room.

Coach had given me the task of cleaning up the equipment room and keeping
it orderly, a job which I greatly preferred to actual gym activities
(although I must admit a fondness for long distance running and
wrestling, at the time).

I spent three afternoon periods per week doing this; the rest of the time
I was on the field or in the gym with the rest of the kids. I had to have
some activity, by reconnin' of the gym teacher, so that "suited" me just
fine! I tended to prefer the rope climb, something most kids abhorred but
that I embraced, because I would almost always have a dry orgasm while
climbing the rope. I remember one time my penis slipped and became
visible at my shorts' pant leg; the predictable chaos and comments
ensued; one particularly vocal boy got a little bent when I scurried back
down and asked him in a loud voice, "WHAT THE HELL, YOU INTERESTED IN
SEEING MY DICK, OR WHAT?!?"... got right in his damn face. Well that
pretty much shut him and the rest of the dummies up! I mighta been a runt
but these jerks had seen me deck a kid a lot bigger'n me, so they pretty
much shut up about it. The kid got one of those beet-red faces that you
only see when they get caught in their underwear, getting thrown in the
girl's locker room! hehe. After that incident, I made sure to wear a
jock strap.

Anyhow, on to my further adventures. In the process of cleaning up this
equipment room (a jock fetishist's delight), I found many many things to
try on. Coach always seemed to give me plenty of time to mess around;
classes were 70 minutes so I had a good 45 minutes to play (and 5 minutes
to try to get some work done!).

I did football and baseball... those uniforms were really cool. Then I
checked out the girls' softball stuff.. the material was thicker and
their uniforms just felt better. Hard to explain; guess it's because I
was "misbehaving" by putting on the girls stuff, plus the chance of
getting caught was a turn on too. ThenI found a totally cool thing; a
whole box full of satin shorts and tops! These were the girls' basketball
uniforms from a few years ago; I recognized them from when my sister went
to school. I hadn't given them a thought then; but now, my cock sprang to
attention at the mere sight of that box full of goodies!

As before I snagged a few that looked good, and laid them aside before
putting the box away. Again, when Coach came back to check on me, I asked
him about that box in the corner. "Girl's stuff. You sure seem to like
that. Why, Billy?" he asked.

I stammered. "I-I-I don't know Coach, they are just cool lookin'".

"Well, I should save those for the rummage sale; but if you want one or
two, help yourself. But you get caught wearing them, you will be the
laughing stock of the school!"

Coach Joe was so cool. I liked him, and worked hard, even doing record
keeping and working on the team stats for him. And, I could work in my
sweats, something you couldn't do anywhere else. Coach patted my on the
shoulder. "Just be cool." I nodded, "Yes, Coach".

Again, my mind was on my gym bag all day; I couldn't wait to get home.
The process repeated; in seconds I was out of my school clothes and
putting the girls' basketball uniform on; first the large, again a
perfect fit, just a bit loose; then the extra large. The satin material
felt heavenly! My cock stuck straight out. Good thing I wasn't in public;
it was darned obvious that I was completely turned on by these uniforms
on my body.

I did chores, sweeping, vacuuming and picking up laundry. Almost headed
for the laundry room to drop a load in when I remembered what I was
wearing! Still hard, I threw on a pair of oversize sweats and headed out
with the basket.

As I warmed up the satin of the shorts and blouses started to really
stimulate me; it was all slippery and sliding all over, and sliding layer
against layer, tickling the hell out of every square inch that it touched
on me. I was almost dancing, trying to make the material move more freely
on me; Laundry was never so much fun! Mom would be happy to see it all
done when she got home from work. In the meantime, Billy would play in
his verboten suits, finally masturbating and having a very intense orgasm
with his cock buried deep in the folds of the oversized, satin girl's
basket ball uniforms!

billy