I moved in with my sister and her husband the summer after I graduated high school. They lived close to the college I was going to and we agreed I'd live there and save money on dorms.
Dave had always been pretty nice to me. He'd give me a hard time sometimes but just normal goofing around. They'd been married for a while. My sister is 7 years older than I am, and Dave is 9 years older.
He was a pretty big guy having played football in highschool and college. He was 6 feet tall and easily over 250. I, on the other hand, was a runt. Barely 5'5", 105 pounds, I was pretty small.
Anyway, they let me have a spare bedroom and pretty much left me alone. They lived their life, Dave working his 9-5 and my sister working late shift. I really wasn't home that much anyway...
When school started, I made some friends and I mostly hung out with them or locked myself in my room to study. Usually by the time I got home I'd either catch my sister leaving for work or she'd already be gone.
My friends and I decided to dress up in drag for a Halloween party that was coming up. We decided to go all out too. We bought most of the clothes at a thrift shop except for the panties, because that would just be weird. Lol!!
I was actually pretty surprised at how feminine I looked. The little black dress I had picked out hugged my hips nicely and my shoulder length hair, once I had brushed it out really well, looked amazing! Even my makeup wasn't too bad. I didn't do a lot of it because I didn't know how and I think that's what made it look so good.
I put my little black shoes with the small heel on and looked at myself in the full length mirror. I was amazed, especially at how the thigh high stockings made my legs look so shapely.
Dave's eyes almost popped out of his head when he saw me! "Damn, Mark! You look fucking hot! I'd do you!"
Oh, how we laughed. But he never took his eyes off me, even as he tossed back his beer.
I'll be honest, I got a bit of a rush from this. No one ever looked at me with such desire. It was the first time I felt really sexy, even if it was as a girl.
My buddy, Al, showed up right on time and off we went to the party, the four of us prancing around, flirting with the guys, enjoying the drinks they were bringing us. I got more and more turned on every time someone rubbed my back or squeezed my ass, and it happened a lot!
Even on the dance floor we had a blast. It was so exciting to be the center of attention, guys taking turns dancing with us with even more groping as well as grinding their hard cocks against my ass.
In hindsight things might have taken a turn for the worse. There were very few actual girls there and things were heating up. A lot of alcohol was consumed and the guys were getting a little aggressive.
Al, our designated driver, had noticed things getting out of hand and got us out of there. We laughed and told stories about the guys grabbing our junk on the dance floor and dry humping us as we tried to sober up at a diner.
They had to know we were guys. I mean, I was pretty passable but Tommy has a fucking mustache and Mario is hairy and muscular as can be!
I stumbled in the door around 2am, surprised to see Dave still up.
There were multiple empty beer cans in the table next to his chair and he was just cracking open a new one as I came in.
"Hey sweetheart, how was your little party? Meet any cute guys?" Dave was drunk. Very drunk.
I played along a little. "Ha ha. No, no cute ones until now."
I was a little surprised at how quickly that came out. I think Dave was a little surprised too.
I headed up to my room, trying not to appear as wasted as I was. As I got into my room I saw something in the mirror moving behind me.
It was Dave!
