"Hey, Riley!" my jock friend Nick shouted behind me. I turned to face him and brushed my long strawberry blonde hair out of the way of my eyes. "We need to practice a couple new moves for college season! Can I come over tonight?" I smiled and shook my head at his first statement.
"Sure man." He started walking with me to my house from school. We were both 18 and Nick even had a part time job saving up to work on a car that his dad wanted him to have. He was a handsome white tall dude that a certain type of girls went for. Jawline with stubble, short messy brown hair, hazel eyes that glowed like honey. I will never understand how he didn't drown in the pussy. Unlike him, I was demure, skinny but toned with a fat ass and thighs from my time as a wrestler and soccer player. My fair skin with freckled face and pale green eyes rendered me feminine.
"I can't believe wrestling ended like that. I lost state due to a technicality." Nick said saddened. His shoulders still confident with his stride, I really did admire my friend. We met when he joined a wrestling for tikes program and I beat him for the first time. He vowed he wouldn't let me win so easily next time. And throughout the years he's gotten better than me but only due to his weight gain and height on me. I still had some skill over him though. My legs were deadly if they got around you.
"I know you'll be able to do something in college. you're too good in your class." I tried perking him up. He flashed a grin and kept his head high. "If only I could do good in the female department."
"You're such a good friend, Riley. One day a girl will love to be loved by you." He stated smiling. I blushed for a second but couldn't take the hope.
"Sure i am dude. So what do you wanna do tonight?" I dismissed.
"Well i'm not hungry per say. I'm gonna fuck you up at a match real quick though." He promised. I chuckled. "You'll see. I got a strat that is bound to work on you."
We got to my house and my mom texted me seeing us on the doorbell cam that she wasn't gonna be home til late tonight. Between Realty, two secretary jobs, and her many side hobbies she barely had time for me let alone herself. Yet, she had many suitors that were in and out of our life. "Just us tonight, dude."
"Well I need to warm up so we can wrestle. I need to get one out of me." He dropped his backpack and started undressing in my living room. Down to his boxer briefs that clung to his body showing off his package that caught my attention. "Bro you good?" Startling me.
"Yeah, um, just zoned out for a minute." I shook out of myself. I told him I had to change too but as I went to take my basketball type shorts off I realized, I forgot I was crossdressing today. I put on a pair of my moms black cotton lacy hipster panties.
Now I've been crossdressing subtly for about 5 years now. Just little things like my moms nighties, bras, panties, stockings. It made me feel sexy. Especially with my fat ass. I had a whole secret account on snapchat dedicated to the pics I would take of myself. And today of all days I was in crossdressing femboy mode. I started to walk to my room nonchalantly until he stopped me by grabbing my arm.
"Where do you think you're going punk?" Nick joked like clint eastwood.
"I gotta go change into something more comfy." I said but he didn't care as he swept for my legs and tried getting me on the ground. I giggled fearfully as i dodged.
"Oh no ya dont. You are mine now boy." He proclaimed in a southern accent. He kept trying to go for my legs which made it easy to dodge his advances but I knew i could only do this for so long. So I jumped up and hooked my leg around his neck before flipping over and arm barring him. He was caught off guard to say the least. He struggled as I squeezed, his free hand clawing at the bottom of my shorts. Thankfully he tapped before my secret was revealed.
"Jesus dude where the hell did that come from?" Nick said exasperated.
