Sissy: Sneak Attack

The word spread throughout the campus that I was going out for the cheer squad. Because of it, most of the jocks didn't want anything to do with me. They were afraid that I would rub gay onto them. I didn't understand that, because I wasn't trying to be gay, just a cheerleader. Well, a cheer-leading girl, a pretty cheer-leading girl. Like those that I always desired, but never could get. But things were different now. I didn't need to get girls to be happy, just to be accepting as one of, well, them.

I wasn't yet welcomed totally. I guess I still had dues to pay? Whatever it was, I wasn't to use their locker room. The coach had made that clear. So until then, I was changing in the boys' room.

One time a star football player happened by me while changing. He was such a guy, tall, handsome, yet, he was a bit skittish around. I explained to him that I was the girl, well, boy, that he probably heard about, that I was a boy too, but only dressing as a girl.

I so dearly wanted to help him relax. I thought that cheerleaders were to support their athletes, afterall, so I approached him.

He seemed to hesitate at my every move, so I assumed the ball was in my court. I moved in toward the area he guarded the least, which, as a typical guy I assumed, was bellow the belt.

With nowhere left to retreat, he allowed me to work my hands passed his waistband and into his jocks. It was a magical moment for me. It was the most accepted I had felt up to then. He swelled and panted. I swelled and melted. I had tried for so long, and for so hard to fit in, and then, it all finally felt right.

It might have been my first time, but I knew what to do. Girls in the videos I had seen always continued on with their mouth, and well, it wasn't like me to ignore the social norms.

He was still a bit tense when I took him into my mouth, not just his member, which I liked how taut it made my mouth feel to accommodate it, but his body language was very anxious. I bobbed on his dick a bit, punching my throat with his head, to make feel good for him, but he remained tense.

"Are you worried that I'll leave you hanging?" I peered up to him, and looked longingly into his eyes. "You know, I wouldn't do that. No way."

I returned to his dick to collect a mouthful of saliva from pressing deeply against the head. It nearly made me gag, but I pulled away to gather my drool into my hands and spread it over my butt. I returned again to repeat the gagging and lathering until my tush felt slippery.

I led him to a bench where he let me climb atop him.

"I would never leave you..." I reached for his cock. "dissatisfied."

My hand held his cock into position as I lowered my body toward my jock-throne. My ass pushed aside my hand as it guided the tip to kiss my hole.

If my soul ever smiled, it was at that moment. It was a dream that came true, and I paused to bask in it.

"I can do it just like the girls. I'll show you." I whispered before lowering further, allowing his cock to enter me. I had no clue how deep he was doing, and foolishly I thought that he must have been in completely, till I relaxed a bit more, lowered still, and felt it rush in, only that time smoothly.

The head is in. I thought. I did it! I'm official now!

I worked my waist up and brought it back down, picking up rhythm and momentum as I went.

I lifted and dropped, like a free weight.

Smack!

And again.

Smack! Smack!

"We can do it."

Smack! Smack!

"Just like the girls!"

Smack! Smack!

Clap! Smack!

"Just like those annoying girls..."

Smack! Smack! Clap!

"...those dirty sluts."

Smack, clap, clap! Smack, clap, clap!

He shot me up and brought me down onto the bench. He railed into me like I couldn't believe, with such furiosity that I couldn't help but to whimper, to cower before him while he hammered away at me. He loosed from me an inner girl that was trapped, and she came out in soft cries to plead for more.

But he had to finish, and when he did with a show of exploding fireworks. His cock leaped out from my ass, and into his hand. It was had grown since I had last seen it. Veins now rippled along its shaft, under great, but short-lived pressure. His cock burst open, shooting heavy waves of cum onto me, covering me. 

NOW I'm official. I thought to myself as I watched him dribble to a stop, and shake what was left loose, falling on me in random spatters.

He dressed quickly then, and left. But, I was convinced that we had a special moment, that it would be a matter of time until I was like the other girls, welcomed, and normal.

We did it. I thought.