Not sure how it started, but one day I found myself trying on some of my Moms things and enjoyed the feeling. The issue I found early was that my Mom... was very vanilla in her things, so I started to explore with an Aunts things, one I spent a lot of time with, as her son and I were very close. She had very sexy panties, bras, slips and pantyhose, so I would sneak them into the bathroom at her house, put them on and masturbate in them. I did this for some time, but found the desire to actually. “Can I come with you? I’d love to see your bedroom” he said.“Of course, bring your drink, we might not make it back down or a while” I said.I picked up all my recent shopping and we went upstairs to my bedroom laid out on my bed was the shopping I had bought this morning.“Oh wow what some gorgeous clothes you have. He said when he saw them.“Thank you; I bought them this morning, but the shop did not sell suspender belts”. I replied. Putting my new clothes on the bed with the others I asked him. But control over his bitches, control over hell and the human race? Yeah, that was still a huge turn on.As was punishment. There wasn't much of that nowadays, but it's not like Lucifer was rotten to his core. He just liked to participate in some carnal delights from time to time, and maybe tried to kill God once or twice. No biggie. The old man had forgiven him at least, in keeping with his M.O.It's not like Lucifer tolerated true violence, the people with the blackest hearts. HELL NO, even now. He even had a few kissingscenes, which unnerved me even more than his green eyes. It wasn't somuch that Steve was kissing another guy, but the fact that Steve kissedhim like a woman would kiss him. Using his lips more than his tonguelike guys do.My mind was starting to get some thoughts, which concerned me a greatdeal. I was actually thinking of him as a woman by the end of the firstact. I guess that was a tribute to his acting skills and all, but itscared the bejeebies out of me for Steve was.