Early formative years

[bossali]

Teenage years are formative for many people and for Ian it was no exception, it was back in the early 1970's and he had just started secondary school. A quiet shy boy, he had a few friends but was very shy around girls but for some reason he found he was aroused by the coats particurley the raincoats they wore, in particular the dark blue nylon mac the girls at school wore, contrasting with their white nylon blouse. The way the mac rustled and creased as they walked, he took in the details of the mac, the number of buttons how the collar sat, the pockets. Several girls in his class had these macs and he found himself drawn to them, if he saw one hanging up in the cloakroom he would check to see if he was alone and touch it, a stirring in his loins always followed. One time a friend of his mum was wearing one and he became so aroused and she wore it with a plastic rainscarf, watching this woman untie her rainscarf , shake the rain drops of it as the mac rustled it was all too much for Ian, he ran to his room and had a lovely wank thinking of it.
Then one time during a lesson he was asked to deliver a message to another class. Ian left the room and had to pass a cloakroom as he passed he noticed a dark blue nylon mac hanging, tempting him to touch. He deliverd the message and went back the same way, the mac was still there, Ian was aroused, he wanted that mac. Checking to see no one was around, he took it from the peg, and ran into the toilets. Hanging it on the hook he caressed it, kissed it, then in he took his school shirt of and slipped the nylon mac on, he felt a growing in his loins as the cool soft rustling nylon caressed his arm, he dropped his pants exposing his white underpants against the dark blue, he knew it was wrong, or it felt wrong.........was this what they called a fetish, slowly buttoning the mac up, he ran his hands over it, as he got more and more aroused. His hands went in the pockets and through the thin nylon pocket he felt his throbbing penius, his pushed down into the pockets feeling his balls and his virgin manhood, as he rubbed his face on the mac coller, juices rising from his ball, he took his cock out, and in seconds he was shooting cum and spunk over the toilet pan , some dripping on his hand some on the mac, he was so turned on..............

[cammacg]

Thanks for the story. Been there, done that, well almost. But I have played with my cock wrapped in the rubber lining of macks hanging in the school cloakroom. Please write more.