I am turned on by underwear. Men’s and women’s. I am a 61 year old married male. I can’t tell my wife. She’d NEVER get it.

I it started when I was 13 years old. I was snooping through my mother’s drawers and found an unbelievable pair of yellow see-through p******. I immediately dropped my pants and pulled them over my skinny b**. My face burned red with humiliation and excitement. I headed for my sister’s room and found a treasure trove of s*** and girlish p******. I spent the next hour putting on cotton and nylon p******. I posed in front of the full length mirror, examining my little bulge and narrow b*** in the multi-colored p******. I would go back to her p**** drawer time after time.

I began secretly saving my allowance and buying p****** for myself. It was such a humiliation in the department store. I knew that everyone in the store knew what I was doing! I hid them and wore them when I could. A few times I wore them to school.

I’m still in that same situation. I buy myself secret p****** and wear them when I can. I wear “practical” p****** under my male clothing when I feel I can get away with it. When my wife is away, I put on my s*** p******. Lace, tricot, nylon, bows, satin, bikinis, boyshorts, thongs. I pose, take pictures and videos and post them anonymously online.

I want to be somebody’s pantyboy.

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