Bikini Boy

I became rock hard in my pants and felt possessed and disoriented. I dropped the panties to the floor and began taking off my clothes. Naked in the barren, cool dark laundry room my cock ached a strange powerful longing, a hardness it had yet to experience. I retrieved the panties and trembling I pulled them up my legs. The sensation of feeling the feminine undergarment on my boyish skin thrilled me as I shook in unknowing lust and anticipation. As the silky, satin bikini panties were pulled into place my cock felt a soothing sleek sensation that steeled it harder as the experience evolved. I felt the hardness of my cock through the panties and rubbed my boyish ass feeling a totality of erotic sensation.

The panties looked and felt like nothing I could ever imagine and a hereto now unknown sexual side of me was swelling as this forbidden adventure continued. I spied other feminine undergarments in the baskets and was soon rubbing bras and slips and silken camisoles all over my body and face and throbbing cock. Dizzy and charged up I jacked slowly on my cock cupping my satin-sheathed balls and I caressed my panty encased little ass, followed by fondling my balls again in their silken treasure purse. My cock felt heavenly as I stroked on it and moved my fist faster and firmer along my raging boner. Then like a jet engine on a fighter plane my excitement in this new exciting activity made me cum in a blast of hot teenage ejaculate that roped and sprayed all over me and the silky panties and whatever happened to be in front of me.

I gasped & shuddered, never having an orgasm like this in my life, literally high from the experience. I was messy and sticky with my own cum, but I felt elated about my discoveries. I gathered up the magazines and any undergarment that I happened to soil with my explosive blast of spooge and dressed hurriedly. Not knowing or caring about doing laundry over the items I had messed upon, I brought them excitedly to my room and hid them.