Memories: my cousin the crossdresser

Some trip down memory lane:
I guess crossdressing runs in my family. I discover the stash of my cousin, one year older than me... full of clothes from my mother, his sister and other aunts. A mix of girls panties, older women big bras, lycra and wool pantyhose. Of course I tried it all!
Never told him I found it. But I looked at him looking at girls, at their shoes, legs, breasts... and it got me excited to think we share the same clothes.