I loved wearing swimsuits

I am a boy but I loved the feel of a girls one piece swim suit. I think this started was when I was eight. Mum and I visited a friend of hers near the beach. I wanted to go in the surf but we had not brought a swimming costume. This lady said she only had girls swimming costumes. I assume in hindsight for her grand kids. I said no but they eventually convinced me to try it on. I wore it with a tee shirt over it and went to the beach.

Around 12 I built up the courage to buy a leotard from a shop. I already had stolen some of my mums panty hose. I used this in bed under my pajamas.

When I reached puberty I started to ** in these clothes and even though I would wipe up the mess, they still got stiff and smelly. One day I came home from school and found them washed and folded under my pillow with my pajamas. I was mortified.

Mum had 'the talk' with me which kind of broke the awkwardness of it all. But brought on a new weirdness. She would encourage me to put them on and at night she would rub her hand on my ** and say are you wearing your special clothes tonight