Started wearing panties when i was 14. i actually had a crush on a guy who i went to school with, yes that does mean im gay. well i knew i was never going to get him just for the fact he was dating an old female friend of mine. well at that time, i started to think well since i was gay, there had to me something feminine about me. i wanted to find out what it was, and what could i do to me me feel feminine. the first thing i tried was wearing my two older sisters lipstick. for about 2 weeks, when nobody was at home, i wore my sisters lipstick, even though it was only for a couple of hours a day. i wanted something else, i wanted something more. so i started looking through all my sisters stuff, trying to find something, something that i could do all the time, and nobody would know about it. i found her panty drawer and thought that was to much, so i waited, waited for about month. i was like i cant take it anymore, i got to do something. so i went back into my sisters bedroom, and grabbed a pair of her panties and told my self i was going to put them on that night and sleep in them. i shared a room with my brother so doing this without him knowing was going to be even harder, but i was going to do it. when i put them on, omg, i found the feeling i wanted. i found that feminine feeling that i was looking for, and i could be discreet about it. and i was for about 6 months. the only person i told about me wearing panties was my younger sister. she was so cool about it, she told me i could wear hers, even though hers was way way way to small for me. then my dad caught me, after that, my sisters caught me, then my mom caught me. soon everybody in the house knew. and i knew for christmas and birthdays, i was getting panties. nope. it actually broke my heart i was getting boxers and not panties. a year after i graduated high school, my two older sisters were long gone so i couldnt wear their panties anymore, i wore my moms for a while, but hers was about 5 sizes to big for me, she left with my dad and younger sister to go to florida, i had nobody's panties to wear anymore, and i was to scared to go buy them myself. i finally went to the dollar store and bought me a few packs, and started wearing them all the time. then i joined the army. i knew during basic training, i couldnt wear panties, so i thought maybe my fetish with wearing panties is over, maybe im not gay. well i didnt even make it through basic. when i got out, i moved to florida with my parents for a few months. now once again i was living with 2 females, so i could start wearing panties again. i was sitting outside a couple of days after i moved down there, smoking a cigarette when my younger sister came up and asked for one. she wasnt but like 14 or 15, but when i lived at home before, we always smoked together, so i gave her one and she asked me if i was still wearing panties. i told her i wanted too, but i didnt want to wear our moms cause her was to big. she was like jr, come here. we went into her room, she went to her panty drawer, she grabbed one out, and said ill leave, put these on, and lets see how they look on you. i got undressed, and put her panties on and got dressed again and walked out. she was like jr, i want to see how they look on you. you want me to. yes, drop your pants. felt kinda odd, but i did, and she thought the same thing i did, they looked great, and felt as great as they looked. so she allowed me to wear hers as long as i let her smoke with me. for the next 4 or 5 months, i wore my sisters panties til one day she came home from walmart. she came to me and said jr, we need to talk. i had a feeling it was about the panties, and i was right. she said, youve been wearing my panties every day since you moved back in with us. i was like yeah, you told me i could. she said yes i did. i was like well i cant just go buy my own cause momma and daddy will find out again, and we dont want that. she said i know we dont, thats why i did. she went outside to her car and grabbed a bag out. in the bad was 3 packs of 12 size 6 hanes her way briefs. i was like angelia, what in the world is this? she said jr. these are for you. ill put them in my dresser in the bottom drawer. i dont want you wearing mine anymore. i want you to wear these instead. i almost fainted. she said if i bought her a carton of cigaretets, we would call it even. so we went to the gas station, and bought her that carton of cigarrettes. shortly after that, i left home. thats when i started buying them online. i figured that would be the most discreet way to get them cause i was moving back to a place where i actually knew people and really didnt want them to know about me wearing panties. i moved several times since then and got it to where i could walk into a walmart, dollar store, wherever, and buy panties, til i made a move to tennessee. i had a preacher friend there who found out from an old friend and was very judgmental about the whole deal. to where i wouldnt hear is crap, i quit for about 2 and a half years. 3 years ago, i started wearing them again and now i have almost 200 pair. i love my panties. idc who knows, idc what people think, i buy them wherever i can, i buy them when i want to. to me they are more comfortable and they still make me feel as feminine as they did when i first put them on when i was 14 years old 16 years ago.