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The Boy's Club
Paul is sitting in a restaurant waiting for the best friends he ever had
in the world. They had been friends since they were young, so young that
how they actually met has faded from memory. They just always seemed to
be in each other's lives from the start.
Paul remembered back when George, Andy, Sean and he all started their
first day of kindergarten together. Their parents walked them to school
that first day. Lots of kids crying at the thought of being left with a
strange lady but not these four, as long as they were together they were
good to go.
Over the years they did practically everything together. Fortunately
their parents were all friends so there were caravans to amusement parks,
or the drive-in, or wherever. If one set of parents couldn't make the
trip their child joined with any of the others. They were inseparable.
They learned to ride bikes together and in no time there were off
exploring the neighborhood, disappearing for hours at a time. Their
parents didn't worry too much about them as long as they were all
together and they returned in time for dinner.
About the time they got into the third grade a neighbor, an old man that
had always lived in the neighborhood named Griffin, passed away. Since he
hadn't done much with the neighbors since his wife's passing eight years
earlier it didn't have much effect on the area except that ownership of
the house got into a prolonged battle among his surviving children. And
that left the house unoccupied for many years.
One night someone decided to throw a rock through one the windows. Of
course it didn't get fixed and more and more windows got broken over the
many months until there wasn't a solid pane of glass left in the old
place. Some kids started rumors that it was haunted.
The boys were all twelve years old now and George got the idea that they
needed to test their bravery by visiting the old Griffin house. They
would sneak inside and see who would run first.
They went over to the house and snuck into the back yard. Sean found one
window that looked like they could crawl through without cutting
themselves on the remaining shards. He stood in the kitchen and waited as
the others joined him one by one.
Even though it was a sunny day the wind was blowing steady. The
surrounding trees kept the house somewhat dark and the wind made things
creak. Slowly they made their way from room to room looking for the
ghosts that haunted the old place.
Instead they found a place that had been taken very good care of. There
were pictures on the walls, beds made up, little remembrances scattered
about. Except for the things that were damaged by the weather that came
in through the shattered windows, the place looked like someone could
still be living there that day.
Until they got to the front living room. There the furniture was torn up,
the carpet suffered many burns. Cigarette butts littered the floor
surrounded by empty beer cans, liquor bottles and trash from fast food
restaurants. It was obvious someone was using this place for their own
little gatherings.
"Why don't we set up our own clubhouse right here, too," Andy posed. "I
mean I bet whoever did this probably only comes here at night. We could
use it during the day, only we won't trash it cause if someone catches us
we can tell them it was like this when we came in."
The other boys immediately lit up thinking it would be a great idea. They
had tried to float a tree house to their various parents but nobody was
able to come up with a good place for it. This would even be better than
a tree house!
The boys continued to grow over the years and their interests changed.
Now at fifteen, Sean found some of his dad's girlie magazines and brought
them to the clubhouse. They flipped through the pictures looking at the
naked women studying the form they had never seen before.
Months later Andy showed up with a Victoria's Secret catalog. Again the
boys were studying the pictures talking about what they might be seeing
beneath the lace and frills.
"Looking at them naked was exciting, bit I think I like this even more,"
Paul commented.
"Yeah, except when two of them are having sex together," Sean added.
"Hey," George sat back away from the pictures. "Have any of you guys woke
up at night and been, uh, y'know, cumming?"
"Yeah, I hate that," Sean went on. "Sometimes I jerk off before going to
bed so that I won't. It doesn't always work but I like the jerking off.
It feels good."
"Do you jerk off a lot?" Paul asked.
"Sure, don't you?" Sean went on. "I wouldn't mind jerking off right now
after looking at those pictures."
"Why don't we?" Andy added.
"I don't want to get that stuff all over this room. We hang out here,"
George complained.
"What if we grab some of the cups from the other room? Shoot into those
and we can throw them out when we leave," Sean suggested.
After a few minutes they all agreed and went and got the discarded cups
from the front room.
Sean was the first to drop his pants. He stood there looking down at the
magazine stroking his already stiff penis.
Andy stood next and started beating himself off. The other two joined in
and the four of them were soon ejaculating into old paper cups.
"That was fun," Sean announced as they pulled their pants back up.
"Gee, George," Andy blushed, "you sure have a big dick. I was embarrassed
after I saw you."
"It's not like any of us had a choice in what we got," Paul added. "Just
don't let your girlfriend see George naked."
They all laughed.
More months passed by. The boys spent many days hanging out in the
clubhouse. They hung out playing card games, or some game one of them
brought whenever they couldn't find magazines to entertain themselves.
"I wonder what it would be like to wear clothes like that," Andy spoke as
they looked at a catalog.
"You want to dress like a girl?" Sean asked.
"I just wonder," Andy answered. "Don't you ever wonder about strange
stuff?"
"I guess so," Sean nodded. "I just never wondered about wearing a dress."
"If I brought one here to try out, would you guys be mad?" Andy pressed.
"No," George answered. "As a matter of fact I think we should all do it.
We've always done things together whenever one of us wanted to try
something. I say we all try it."
Paul and Andy nodded and they made plans for each trying to sneak
something from their mom out and would change here at the clubhouse.
The day came the next week and the club convened in the room of the old
house. They decided to each enter the bathroom and change clothes rather
than all at once in the same room. Andy wanted to see it more as a
surprise like turning the page of the magazine.
Andy went first since it was his idea and came back out wearing a red and
black dress that reached his knees. He legs were also sheathed in sheer
black.
"Are you wearing pantyhose or stockings?" George asked him.
"I'm not telling," Andy grinned. "Who's next?"
Paul emerged next in a black pleated skirt with a yellow t-shirt. His
legs were bare.
George came out in a blue column dress that reached mid-calf.
Sean was the last to join the crowd wearing a red dress with a V-neck. It
was knee-length.
"This feels weird, but kinda nice," Paul said as he walked around the
room.
"Yeah," Andy added. "Am I the only one that got hose?"
"Looks like," Sean confirmed. "You said get a dress, you didn't say
anything else."
"Well, I thought that made sense," Andy added. "You ought to try it, they
feel really nice on my legs, make them feel really neat."
"Can I feel?" George moved toward Andy.
"Yeah, I guess," Andy pulled the hem of his dress higher so George could
run his hands along the hose on his thigh.
"Wow," George sighed. "Those do feel nice. I wish I'd thought to bring
some with me, too."
"Well, nothing says this has to be the only time we do this. Next time we
bring different clothes."
"I'll bet you brought underwear like we've seen in the magazine, too,
didn't you?" Paul pressed.
Andy didn't answer, but he didn't need to because he turned a bright
shade of red.
"I don't know about you guys, but wearing this stuff is getting me
horny." Sean was lightly rubbing himself through his skirt.
"I don't want to get anything on this dress," George complained.
"Yeah, me either," Paul agreed. "I'm going to put my clothes back on
before something happens."
Paul, George and Sean all changed clothes. Andy said he was enjoying it
still and was going to stay in the dress a while longer. He watched as
the other boys all jerked off.
"Whew, that was good," Sean called. "Andy, you going to stay in that
dress all day?"
"Maybe, I like it." He walked around the room making the dress flip back
and forth.
"Whatever." They all laughed.
Eventually it got close to time to leave and Andy changed back into his
own clothes. He insisted he wanted to do it again and the others finally
relented when he convinced them they needed to try wearing hose with the
dress.
A week later they met up again with bags of clothes in hand and each took
their turns changing in the bathroom.
Paul had a black dress with fishnet pantyhose.
Andy had a white flowered dress with white hose.
George found a tan miniskirt with sheer hose.
Sean had decided he wasn't feeling like doing it. They all shrugged but
allowed that was his right. He had done it with them the first time.
"Hey, George," Andy called out. "Are you wearing stockings? I can see the
top of them under the edge of the skirt."
George pulled at the skirt trying to cover more of his legs. "So what, I
found them in my mom's drawer and after seeing the girls in the mags I
thought I would try them."
"No, I think it's great," Andy assured him moving closer. "I don't think
my mom has anything like that, at least I haven't found anything like
it."
"Ah, so it was pantyhose last week!" Paul accused.
Andy smiled and nodded. Then he reached out and touched George's leg
feeling it. "They feel real nice."
"Yeah." George shuddered.
Andy knelt down and raised George's skirt a bit.
"What are you doing?" George protested.
"I want to see," Andy pushed further. "You even have a garter belt!"
Across the room Sean and Paul stood transfixed watching.
Andy lifted George's skirt further and saw the light blue panties that
were unable to hold all of George's sex.
Andy had forgotten about his two friends standing across the room
watching what was transpiring. He couldn't help himself any longer, he
reached up and ran his fingers across the silky panties feeling George
underneath.
"Hey, Andy," George protested but didn't move, "what are you doing?"
Rather than answer Andy peeled the panty down and wrapped his hand around
George's rod and began stroking him.
"Andy, you better stop. I can't get anything on this dress," George
gasped.
Instead of stopping, Andy went on by instinct. He readjusted his own
dress with his free hand settling in front of George and then leaned in
taking George into his mouth.
George gasped again, "Oh, my God!"
Paul had lifted his own dress and was masturbating while watching one
friend give another friend the first blow jobs of their lives. Sean also
had dropped his pants and began stroking himself.
Andy took to the job with exuberance. They could hear the smacks and
slurps as his head bobbed back and forth under George's skirt. Suddenly
Andy started flailing at his own skirt pulling it up and his hose and
panties down all while continuing to suck on George. He began cumming on
to the floor between George's feet as soon as he was free.
"OH," George groaned.
Andy coughed around the shaft filling his mouth as he choked on the first
spasm that flooded his throat. But he didn't back off, he swallowed
several times and finally leaned back when he was certain the onslaught
had reached its end. He looked around at his friends and suddenly became
embarrassed by what he had done.
"I, I, I'm sorry," he let George's skirt drop down over his now limp cock
leaving it hanging outside the panties. He wiped at the corners of his
mouth. "I don't know why I did that except I just couldn't help myself. I
wanted to know what he would feel like in my mouth."
"OK," Paul answered slowly. "George, are you ok?"
"Um, yeah," George nodded. "I'm good, I just don't know what to think
about this, except I need to change before I stain something."
"Yeah, me too," Paul answered still holding his skirt up.
They changed back into their own clothes and sat around for a few moments
not talking.
"First, I know we all try things together the first time but I'm not
doing what Andy just did. Second, we need to clean up the mess we made,"
Sean pointed out. "We didn't exactly prepare like we normally do."
"I got nothing to clean up," George joked.
"I agree, I don't want to do that either. Pull one of those old shirts
out of the closet," Paul suggested knowing Mr. Griffin's clothes were
still in the house.
They mopped up all they could and wadded the shirt up throwing onto the
floor of the closet. They figured they might need it again someday.
Over the next year at the house they stopped masturbating together. Andy
still changed clothes fairly often telling them he liked wearing dresses
too much to stop. They told him they were fine with it if that is what he
wanted and they continued hanging out and playing games.
One day they were talking about cars when they heard a noise near the
front of the house. George jumped up and went to where he could see the
front door. It opened and three people walked in.
"We got to go!" he whispered to the others and went to the window.
Andy quickly peeled off the dress and pulled on jeans and a t-shirt over
the pantyhose and panty he was wearing while Sean and Paul were crawling
out the window. He tossed the bag out to George and slipped through.
They huddled beneath the window listening.
"Most of the house is in good condition except that front room," one
voice rattled on. "Replace the windows, probably all the carpeting.
You'll be able to sell it for a decent amount now that everything is
settled."
"Since it has been run into the ground," another voice answered, "nobody
wants to be the one to put the money into it now. We have no choice but
to sell it."
"It's ok," a woman's voice tried to settle the others. "We split
everything three ways even and nobody gets this place. It's fair all the
way around. Probably should have done it that way in the beginning. Could
have saved ourselves some money."
More was said but the people had moved away from the window and they
couldn't be heard any longer.
The boys moved away from the house as quickly and quietly as they could.
They hopped a fence, cut through a couple yards and back to the street
away from the Griffin house.
"Looks like we've lost our clubhouse," Sean moaned.
"Yeah, but we had it a long time," Paul answered. "We were lucky."
"Yeah, we were," Andy added. "But now I don't have anywhere to wear my
dresses."
"Another year and we will be off to college," George tried to soothe him.
"We just gotta make adjustments a little earlier than we hoped."
"Right," Sean jumped back in. "And after that we get our own places and
you can have all your own dresses, Andy. And you can wear them all day if
you like."
"Thanks, guys," Andy smiled. "Thanks for understanding."
"Hey, we've been friends a long time," Paul grinned. "I'm not breaking up
the club because you have a slightly different taste in clothes."
"Slightly?" Sean teased. "Besides, I was hoping to bring some real girls
there. Would have been a lot more comfortable than the back seat of the
car."
"Then we take the chance of running into whoever has been there at night,
though," Paul pointed out. "I don't think I would want to take a chance
of running into them with a girl."
Girls did start entering the picture as they moved into their senior
year. Many times they would meet up at the movies, or restaurant. Often
they wound up at the make-out spot, the cars lines up one next to the
other.
Graduation rolled around and they walked the stage. Afterwards they
partied together with their girlfriends.
The end of summer brought on a reality check. Each of them was going
different directions. Andy was staying in town to attend the local junior
college, Paul was going to the East Coast, George was heading for an in-
state college, and Sean had decided to start off in the military to earn
his tuition.
The breakups with the girls were less traumatic than the day they started
heading off to their own respective futures. They promised they would
stay in touch, but things happen and they did lose touch.
Paul managed to write to Sean several times each year. He worried about
his friend a lot but Sean was one on the lucky ones. He returned home
without a scratch after his tour.
Paul saw Sean enter the restaurant. He stood and they hugged before
taking their seats again.
"It is so great seeing you!" Paul gushed.
"Great to be back," Sean affirmed. "And great that we are getting
together. Have you heard from George and Andy? I wrote them a couple
times but all I got back from George was a card telling me to be careful.
Nothing from Andy."
"I know what you mean," Paul agreed. "I tried writing a couple times but
got no response until I suggested this dinner. Then I got letters from
both saying they would be here but not much more."
"Well, I know folks drift apart when they get separated like we did but I
thought we'd hang better than this," Sean shook his head.
"Guess we'll find out soon." Paul sipped at his beer.
"So, what's your story, Paul," Sean probed. "I didn't think you'd get
married without us being there."
"It wasn't the plan, believe me. Lynn and I started dating second year,
got real serious and decided we'd get married the summer after
graduation, this summer actually," Paul explained. "Then she got pregnant
before our last year. She still has a semester left because she had to
take it off to have the kid but we decided to have a fast wedding to make
everything official. I don't regret it in the least, except that you guys
weren't there. She's home looking after our daughter."
They both looked up as George came in the door. What they didn't expect
was the blonde on his arm. Neither Paul nor Sean could help but stare.
She was tall with a tight red dress that ended well above her knees, the
top scooped low enough to display her generous cleavage.
"Holy shit," Paul gasped. "I'm glad my wife stayed home."
"Paul! You wouldn't make a run at George's girl, would you?" Sean
whispered.
"No, of course not," Paul protested. "I just don't know if I am going to
be able to not stare down the front of that dress."
George spotted them and went to the table leading his date through the
maze of tables. Paul and Sean both stood and hugged their dear old
friend.
Paul stood back while waiting for Sean to finish his hello and took a
good look at George's date. His eyes narrowed as he looked closer.
"Andy?" he whispered.
"Where?" Sean looked toward the front of the restaurant.
"Right beside you," Paul shook his head.
"Hi guys, only it's Ann now," she smiled.
Paul tentatively went to her and gave her a hug, Sean did the same. Then
they all took their seats, George held Ann's for her.
"OK," Sean broke the stunned silence. "Obviously, And...Ann has the biggest
story. I think we might all like to hear from her."
Ann smiled and reached over taking George's hand. "Well, actually, it is
our story."
Paul and Sean exchanged a glance.
"I was miserable at junior college with you guys all gone. Especially
living at home and unable to do a lot of things I needed and wanted to
do. I started seeing a doctor soon after you left. You know how much I
loved wearing the dresses, well, after a few sessions we started talking
about gender issues. I finally admitted that I would be a lot happier
living as a woman. I spent that year starting on hormones and trying to
come to grips with my sexuality."
"Wait," Paul stopped her. "We all had girl-friends senior year. You
didn't seem to be gay then. I mean except for that time in the clubhouse
that you, y'know." He nodded at George.
Ann smiled. "Yes, I know. George is such a sweetheart. He hated lying to
you two but that wasn't the only time. We enjoyed going out with the
girls, making out, even the sex, but in the end I knew George was the one
I wanted to be with."
George blushed but couldn't keep the smile from his face.
"Andy and I snuck out and met up several times after our parents thought
we were asleep. If the clubhouse was empty we went there until it wasn't
available. We just enjoyed being together and, yeah, we continued doing
things together like that first day in front of you guys. I was just as
confused because I really liked girls too. I figured college would be a
good time for me figure things out. After first year, Andy called me and
said he wanted to transfer to the same school where I was and that he was
going to start living full time as Ann."
"George told me he needed a little time to figure some things out and
would get back to me in a couple weeks," Ann continued the story. "It was
the longest two weeks of my life. I was stunned when he called and said
he had found a little apartment off campus and taken a part-time job to
deal with it. I moved down there and found a job to be able to help out
and pay for my meds and the new clothes I would need."
"Things were terrific from the start. I realized that this was the
relationship I wanted," George grinned. "I had my old friend, and a new
woman at the same time. Last summer we had scraped enough together to pay
for breast implants. They helped her feel a lot more feminine."
"I'll say," Sean interjected.
"So, are you completely a woman now?" Paul asked. "I mean, you know, did
you get everything done?"
Ann laughed, "No, not yet. I am what they call a pre-op transgender
woman. I don't know if I want to do the whole thing. Right now I am happy
with the way I am. And George hasn't complained either. He seems to like
playing with my boobs and my dick at the same time."
Sean choked on the beer he was sipping but managed to not spray it across
the table. The others laughed.
"Anyway, one of the reasons that I was so glad to get your note about
this dinner is because Ann and I want to get married in the fall," George
announced. "And even though Paul left us out of his nuptials, I want you
there. As a matter of fact, I'd like you to be my best man Paul."
"George, thank you. I would be honored."
"And Sean," Ann turned. "I would like you to stand with me."
"You aren't going to make me wear a bridesmaid dress are you?"
"You can if you like," Ann teased, "but you don't have to."
"In that case, I'd be delighted. If you remember, I wasn't too keen on
the dress thing."
"True, George likes wearing the stocking around the house sometimes," Ann
went on, "but doesn't often put on a dress much.
"Hey," George pushed Ann's hand away, "you don't need to be telling our
bedroom secrets."
"Well, we did see the start of this romance due to a pair of stockings,"
Paul pointed out.
"How about you, Paul? Still rocking a skirt on occasion," Ann leaned in
conspiratorially.
"Don't you ever say a word to my wife when you meet her," Paul leaned in
and whispered, "but I think the night she got pregnant we were playing a
game, both dressed in prom dresses."
The other three all busted out laughing.
"She would be mortified if she knew I told you," Paul leaned back shaking
his head.
"Maybe we should trade?" George suggested. "Then you could wear the dress
and maybe get another kid out of it!"
"Very funny," Paul laughed. "But I think that would take away from the
ceremony, me looking silly up there. I would do it if you asked, my wife
and I do plenty of dress-up games. But I would rather keep that private.
Although I do have to thank you Ann. If it hadn't been for that
suggestion that day, I don't know that I would have ever relaxed enough
to play with my wife like that."
"Whose idea was it the first time?" Ann asked.
"Hard to say," Paul explained. "We were getting dressed for some event,
Lynn was complaining about how uncomfortable the dress was, I told her it
was better than needing to wear a suit. Next thing I know I am in the
dress, she is in the suit. A few days later I am wearing one of her
dresses and she is dressed the same, different dress but same style
pretending we are two girls getting ready for prom."
"I know you are George's best man," Ann went on, "but would you go with
me and help me find my dress? I just think you might be better at it than
Sean."
"No question there," Sean raised his glass.
"I would love to," Paul confirmed, "but we are going to have to explain
some things to my wife first. Someone sees you and I going into a store
together might get people talking."
That fall Ann walked down the aisle in a strapless princess gown looking
positively radiant. She took her place by George looking handsome in his
tux, though Paul knew that he chose to wear garter, stockings and panty
under it.
Paul and Sean proudly stood with their best friends as they exchanged
their vows.
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