Date: Sat, 14 May 2011 20:06:24 +0000
From: brobaticus@northwestweb.co
Subject: Uncle Bob's Secret

I am not really sure how old I was when I found I liked wearing my mums
silky panties, most of them were directoire but there were a few pairs that
were like french knickers or tap pants, I guess I would be almost a
teenager.

I was an only child in a fairly straight laced family, both parents locked
the door when they went to the toilet and I don't remember seeing either of
them in anything other than fully dressed.

Needless to say, it was my secret. When my parents were out, and they often
went out to church functions leaving me at home with the lady next door
"baby sitting " for an hour or so.

She would come in, sit down and after turning on the radio, she would get
out her knitting.  I would go to my room, which just happened to have the
airing cupboard in it and some warm soft and silky knickers.

The effect of putting them on was fantastic, instant erection, Not that I
knew what to do with it !

I just enjoyed the sensation.

I would carefully re fold and replace them just before my parents were due
back, Just my secret.

This state of affairs continued for quite a while, Not sure if my mother
worked it out or not, however, came the time when My mother was going on a
training course and me and my dad would look after ourselves.  He was a
capable cook and we would not starve, but he had a full time job, and
didn't get home from work until after six pm, I got home from school by
four.

Two hours with the house to myself and just some potatoes to peel, We
always had boiled potatoes, almost every meal.

I don't need to tell you what else I did to pass the time , More or less
the first thing was to go up to my room, and put on a pair of pink silky
pants, I pushed my cotton boys pants under the bed, and went downstairs
again to do the potatoes.

As the kitchen was not overlooked, I often wore just the pants, with my
school trousers left at the bottom of the stairs in case of emergency.

I had my school shirt on as well of course, Shirts in those days were
longer than they are toay and had a tail at the back and the same at the
front exept for the buttons, a bit like a shirt dress, only not long enough
for that really.

So there I was at the sink, with grey shirt, Tie, sweater and three inches
of pink silk panties sticking out the bottom.....

Happy as a pig in clover, very slowly peeling the potatoes and in a little
world of my own.  Then the back door opened and my name was called out.

My heart almost stopped as my Uncle Bob put his head round the door and
looked straight at me.  It was only 5pm, My dad was not due for an hour and
what the hell was uncle Bob doing here.

I am not sure who was the most suprised, me or him. Bob couldn't fail to
notice that I was wearing pink pants and no trousers.

I dropped the peeler and ran out of the kitchen into the hall and the
safety of my trousers, then with heart pounding and I could feel my face
burning with embarrasment I had to go back into the kitchen.

Bob called out to me saying my dad had fallen off a ladder at work and had
been taken to hospital, he had come to look after me as my mum was heading
straight to the hospial, and could be very late back.

So with my face the colour of beetroot and my hands shaking I made my way
back to the sink.  Bob said forget tea, I will take you to get some fish
and chips. Grab your coat and we'll go.

Nothing at all said about what I was wearing. So off we went to the chip
shop, within half an hour we were back at my house and sitting at the
kitchen table eating fish and chips.

Part way through the food, he looked up at me and said, Do you like wearing
girls knickers then?  I nearly choked, before I could answer, and he didn't
wait for an answer as he said, I think they looked nice on you did they
feel nice?.

While I was trying to think of a way to answer him, he said, when we finish
this, you must let me see you properly, make sure they are not too creased
as We need to make sure your mum never finds out don't we,

I coloured up even more and asked him please not to say anything, Don't
worry he said, it can be our secret.  That meal was probably one of the
slowest meals I have eaten, I was very ignorant and incredibly naive.  so
the last thing I wanted was anyone seeing me in those panties, it was meant
to be my secret, not our secret.

After what seemed like an age, Uncle Bob had finished his food a long time
ago and mine was cold and clammy like cold fish and chips goes, So Bob
stood up and just took my plate away. Then after telling me to give my
hands a good wash to get the smell of the food out, went through into the
other room and said, come on through. stop wasting time.

So there I was, standing in front of Bob, trousers off, shirt and panties
on display while he walked round me then he lifted up my shirt and said
take that off, it gets in the way, So I pulled it over my head.

When he touched my leg, I jumped like I had an electric shock, he said he
was just making sure the creases would come out then his hands ran over the
back of my thighs and up onto my bottom and he said, these feel nice dont
they.

I was almost frozen to the spot, but I mumbled they did, I was still very
embarrased at this stage, even more so as I realised I was getting an
erection.

As he came and stood in front of me, I was aware of a bulge in the front of
his trousers, which seemed to be growing as we spoke.  He sat down on the
settee and pulled me towards him, saying what are you going to do about
that, pointing to my erection, I dunno, I said, which was the truth, I tell
you what, I will keep your secret if you will keep mine he said, I agreed,
the last thing I wanted was anyone to know about me wearing panties, Right
then, I will show you what you can do with it, and he un did his fly
buttons and pulled out the biggest cock I had ever seen, and before my very
eyes it was getting bigger.!

I was fascinated, never having seen a grown mans cock before, I just
couldn't take my eyes off it.  A mixture of wanting to look away and not
being able to, then he asked if I wanted to touch it.  The truth was yes,
very much, but the answer I gave was no, Not sure why, but by then my cock
was a fully hard and Bob was stroking the front of my panties very gently,
and his cock with his other hand.

It was about that time when I stuck out my finger and poked Bobs cock, not
sure why I poked it, but I did, I never got a chance to pull my hand back,
He had grabbed me by the wrist and placed my hand on his cock, It was
warm,no actually it was very Hot and it felt gorgeous.

Then it twitched a couple of times and he started to breath very rapidly,
Would you beleive it, all this stuff came out.  In my ignorance I thought
he was starting to piss, It was the most incredible sight, this huge cock
and all this stuff coming out all over my hand, I couldn't let go, I didn't
want to let go, it was so nice.

Bob reached into his trouser pocket and pulled out a handkerchief, wiped
the side of my hand and pulled me away.  Then he wiped his cock and put
that away.

Right he said, you had better get upstairs for a wash and go to bed, Your
Mum should be back soon.  I will stay here until she gets back, Oh and hide
those knickers! Our Secret right ?  Right!.

Those knickers stayed hidden at the back of my drawer and if my mum ever
missed them, she never said anything.  As for me and Bob, well lets say, he
turned out to be the best teacher a boy could have wished for when it came
to men and cocks.

Disclaimer: This story is complete fantasy, this is simply fiction

brobaticus@northwestweb.co