Chapter #4his parent's room by: kevinb1   His parent's room he recognized the suitcases in the corner, and on the floor were the clothes his parents were wearing when they arrived, not to mention on the back of the door was the suit that his father brought along with an the elegant dress his mom intended to wear to the family dinner she had planned tomorrow night.
However on the bed was what caught his eye a blue satin and lace teddy with a snap crotch giving his dad easy access. Attached to the teddy were garter straps hanging down and on the bed to the left of the teddy were the thigh high blue nylons that attached along with a pair of blue stilettos placed on the floor in front of the outfit. He laughed and then he noticed to the right of the teddy a few feet away on the bed was a man's leather bikini style underwear with a zipper placed right over the crotch and then he laughed even harder. Mom and dad sure got it going on tonight, and then he thought of his night, spent all alone.
He would be in the next room over stroking it while they'd be having all the fun, it wasn't fair. No matter how hard he tried the girls always found something wrong with him, coming up with some excuse or reason why they wouldn't work as a couple and then he'd hear those words "but we could always still be friends." Friends, friends!!!! He wanted to get laid, and not doing so made him feel less of a man more like he wasn't even a man, like he belonged in that, he looked at his mom's teddy on the bed. His sister didn't seem to have any trouble finding dates, even turning guys down on more then one occasion like breaking up with her boyfriend since they were going their separate ways in college at the end of summer. He couldn't help but wonder sometimes how things would be different if he was a girl.
He knew it was wrong to think that way, he was a man and he'd find the girl of his dreams in time for he was only 18 with his whole life ahead of him that's how he felt most of the time and what his mom always reminded him. His mom who was his rock, his best friend. He loved spending time with her telling her about his day, hearing about hers, helping her make dinner, shop for clothes even picking out the dress hanging on the door, dad will be all over her in it. His sister well she had her friends and his dad well he had his work that just left her alone just like him. So one could say he was a momma's boy but it wasn't the truth, the truth was that neither wanted to be alone and just enjoyed each other's company. In fact Peter realized what he's looking for in a girl someone just like his mom in a way just like him, blocking out the thought every so often that if he was like his mom and not his dad how would he get her. He focused on the positive side that there has to be another one like her out there, one who wants to wear something like that or wanting her man to be in this he looked down at the leather brief.
I wonder why mom didn't mention the fun they were going to have or the special outfits they had, or when they were going to wear them and what would he do when they were gone that time, be alone by himself? It just wasn't fair, he wanted what they had, he wanted to be in these outfits having fun. His parents were down by the pool just for a second he could feel what it's like he kicked off his sandals, there was a stirring in his pants. He quickly removed his shirt and tossed it onto the bed to the right of the bikini before moving to his shorts undoing the button and zipper then grabbing the hem of his shorts and the boxers underneath and sliding them down over his hardening cock to his feet and stepped out of them both.
Standing naked his cock on full display he picked up the leather bikini thinking of his dad and all the fun he would be having in these he opened them up and was about to step in when the voice came in his head. Your not man enough you don't belong in these, that's where you belong he looked at his mom's teddy on the bed while still holding the bikini in his hand
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