Post War Era #1:- First Balloons- B= 100; S= 0 [7.2KB]
I got to go to a fireman's carnival in the neighboring town with my baby sitter and was able to buy and bring home two balloons; but before I was able to really enjoy them they were mysteriously broken. Post 4/99
The following year our local fireman's carnival
featured Mickey Mouse balloons. I was able to win two of them after an
investment of $3 at the penny pitch stand. Mother was suspicious of my
motive for getting the balloons, so she bought me a pair of play shorts
that she made me wear and then put me through a sexual stimulation test.
She insisted I wear the shorts outside with the inevitable results. Post
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After my parents split my dad and I moved
to the country outside of town. After several months the general store
down the street started stocking penny airship balloons. These were the
first balloons I had ever actually been able to buy and since they were
reasonably available I was able to actively pursue sexually stimulating
balloon play.
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The local civic association ran a carnival
each year which became my only source of normal size round balloons. I
had a couple of balloons from the first year inflated in my room that my
step mom wanted me to get rid of. Since I was too cowardly to perform the
deed the way my dad wanted me to, he helped me out. For the following several
years I built and manned a novelty sales stand at the carnival which enable
me to snatch a much larger number of balloons. Post
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I re-discovered the enjoyment of wearing loose
comfortable shorts especially when I was playing with balloons. Post
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Gym class in school brought me into contact
with boxer gym shorts which I found were super great for balloon play.
At the end of the school year I salvaged more than six dozen pair from
the trash barrel in the locker room with the gym instructors beaming approval.
I wore them continually around the house and inevitably had a run in with
my two friends who thought I looked like a little sissy. First interaction
with dad regarding my wearing shorts.
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My uncle gives me his old Boy Scout uniform
and I finally have a real pair of shorts to wear. Big time sexually stimulating
interaction with dad regarding my wearing shorts in general ends up with
a mutual gym shorts rip off out in our barn. Post
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Got my two buddies to grudgingly wear shorts
down in the woods where we have fun wrestling in the grass. Seeing them
wearing shorts and the hands on rough housing really turns me on.
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Run in with a reptile gives me the courage
to conquer my fear of bursting balloons by over inflation. Prompts dad
to invest in high top boots for me which really gives me a military macho
look with my scout shorts. Post
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My father discovers my balloon supply hidden
under the floor boards leading to our attic. Our verbal interaction and
the intense sexual arousal that results keeps me on edge for several weeks
and sets the stage for major shifts in my balloon and shorts fetish enjoyment
further down the road. Post
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