His hands couldn't stop running all over his silky chiffon covered body. He found them lingering on the buds of his nipples that had become erect and ...uper-sensitive and he couldn't take his hands off of his little cock that threatened to burst through the veil of his thong. He stood transfixed in front of the floor length mirror, slowly rubbing his cock and feeling like he had never felt before. Soon he had worked his cock up to a feeling so intense that he just knew that if he stopped he. By the color of it probably a double/triple. The bartender said Jud had bought it before he left. I sat there drinking it trying to think, but mind was a jumble, finished the drink , paid my tab and left. I'd come from work, and had parked on the street, before I could get to my truck, an older Olds 98 pulled into the parking lot, blocking my way. It was Jud.The passenger window lowered, “Get in,” came the order from Jud. “Same as before Pal, I’ll tell everyone, I even know the people you. No subject of humiliation was off limits to us. Month later, we broke up and I never had tasted pee since then. Fast forward to 13 years later. I had become a fully dressed Crossdresser, who even goes out to Clubs and Bars, all dressed up, on weekends. One Saturday night, I was out with another Crossdresser, I had just met. Her name was Mikky. Mikky and I ended up playing in a hotel room. We were in bed, kissing and sucking and other naughty things. We had taken a break, when Mikky said she. I had noticed a number of quarter-bottles of spirits lying empty around the room, and it was clear that people had been smuggling the hard stuff in to supplement the 'punch' on offer. In those days, off-licences sold small bottles in a handy flask shape that fitted into a pocket easily, and it was just too easy to take one in with you to a party or nightclub.Vee had told us weeks before the story of her fiance Jeff being ejected from a club by the bouncers when he was caught topping up his.