After I had explored the pleasures of my new-found fetish (one-piece girls' gym suits), I decided to check out everything that I could, that was in our school's PE equipment room.
Coach had given me the task of cleaning up the equipment room and keeping it orderly, a job which I greatly preferred to actual gym activities (although I must admit a fondness for long distance running and wrestling, at the time).
I spent three afternoon periods per week doing this; the rest of the time I was on the field or in the gym with the rest of the kids. I had to have some activity, by reconnin' of the gym teacher, so that "suited" me just fine! I tended to prefer the rope climb, something most kids abhorred but that I embraced, because I would almost always have a dry orgasm while climbing the rope. I remember one time my penis slipped and became visible at my shorts' pant leg; the predictable chaos and comments ensued; one particularly vocal boy got a little bent when I scurried back down and asked him in a loud voice, "WHAT THE HELL, YOU INTERESTED IN SEEING MY DICK, OR WHAT?!?"... got right in his damn face. Well that pretty much shut him and the rest of the dummies up! I mighta been a runt but these jerks had seen me deck a kid a lot bigger'n me, so they pretty much shut up about it. The kid got one of those beet-red faces that you only see when they get caught in their underwear, getting thrown in the girl's locker room! hehe. After that incident, I made sure to wear a jock strap.
Anyhow, on to my further adventures. In the process of cleaning up this equipment room (a jock fetishist's delight), I found many many things to try on. Coach always seemed to give me plenty of time to mess around; classes were 70 minutes so I had a good 45 minutes to play (and 5 minutes to try to get some work done!).
I did football and baseball... those uniforms were really cool. Then I checked out the girls' softball stuff.. the material was thicker and their uniforms just felt better. Hard to explain; guess it's because I was "misbehaving" by putting on the girls stuff, plus the chance of getting caught was a turn on too. ThenI found a totally cool thing; a whole box full of satin shorts and tops! These were the girls' basketball uniforms from a few years ago; I recognized them from when my sister went to school. I hadn't given them a thought then; but now, my cock sprang to attention at the mere sight of that box full of goodies!
As before I snagged a few that looked good, and laid them aside before putting the box away. Again, when Coach came back to check on me, I asked him about that box in the corner. "Girl's stuff. You sure seem to like that. Why, Billy?" he asked.
I stammered. "I-I-I don't know Coach, they are just cool lookin'".
"Well, I should save those for the rummage sale; but if you want one or two, help yourself. But you get caught wearing them, you will be the laughing stock of the school!"
Coach Joe was so cool. I liked him, and worked hard, even doing record keeping and working on the team stats for him. And, I could work in my sweats, something you couldn't do anywhere else. Coach patted my on the shoulder. "Just be cool." I nodded, "Yes, Coach".
Again, my mind was on my gym bag all day; I couldn't wait to get home. The process repeated; in seconds I was out of my school clothes and putting the girls' basketball uniform on; first the large, again a perfect fit, just a bit loose; then the extra large. The satin material felt heavenly! My cock stuck straight out. Good thing I wasn't in public; it was darned obvious that I was completely turned on by these uniforms on my body.
I did chores, sweeping, vacuuming and picking up laundry. Almost headed for the laundry room to drop a load in when I remembered what I was wearing! Still hard, I threw on a pair of oversize sweats and headed out with the basket.
As I warmed up the satin of the shorts and blouses started to really stimulate me; it was all slippery and sliding all over, and sliding layer against layer, tickling the hell out of every square inch that it touched on me. I was almost dancing, trying to make the material move more freely on me; Laundry was never so much fun! Mom would be happy to see it all done when she got home from work. In the meantime, Billy would play in his verboten suits, finally masturbating and having a very intense orgasm with his cock buried deep in the folds of the oversized, satin girl's basket ball uniforms!
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