This is the story about my first exposure to my submissive side as well as my bisexual side.
It was Halloween in 1976 and I completed high school a couple months and just turned 18. I had also just enlisted in one of the services and was slated to go to boot camp in January. At this time of my life I was under 6' tall and weighed about 140 lbs. I was a very late developer so I was just starting to go through puberty and was often teased by the other guys in gym about my lack of pubic hair.
My girlfriend of several months and I believed that we would be able to manage the long distance relationship since she still was heading off to college on a scholarship and planned to take advantage of the time we had before I left for boot camp. We had been invited to a Halloween party and my girlfriend said that she had just the outfits for us - she was going to wear my baseball uniform and I was going to wear her cheerleader uniform. I thought I would just slip the little skirt and top on and that would be it but she wanted to go all out and win the door prize for best costumes.
My older cousin had come into town to kind of watch the house because my parents had to attend a convention in northern Florida. He was a cool guy so I wasn't too concerned about making my curfew later that evening.
That afternoon my girlfriend picked me up and as I headed out the door I told my siblings to have a good night trick-or-treating. As soon as I got in the car, my girlfriend laid a very passionate kiss on me and began telling me what a good time we were going to have. We drove to her house to get ready for the party and as soon as we got there we headed for her room. I put my baseball uniform on the bed and noticed that she already had the cheerleader uniform laid out. After shutting the door she said that before I got dressed I needed to get all the hair off my body so she lead me to her shower and gave me instructions on how to the little bit of hair I had. When I finished she patted me down with powdered perfume. I couldn't help myself and was hard as a rock. I remember my girlfriend telling me that cheerleaders don't have hard-ons and that I needed to take care of that. So, I jacked myself off while she watched.