The Jock - Sex Stories

The Jock

... can say no!” “Aha you’ve got that right!” At this point the queue had gone and he was up next, so he bought his cigarettes and noticed there was a large queue behind us so he kept it simple and said; “Well I’ll be off then, I’ll see you at the reunion?” “Hopefully, thanks for the catch up.” “Okay, see you soon.” I noticed how much nicer he had gotten over the years, but I did have to wonder if it was genuine, because I remember him being nice to me in school when he wasn’t with his friends. Either way it was a nice little catch up. Everything was pretty routine after that, work was the same, I occasionally went out with my friends, some from school, some from university, some from work, nothing exciting happened, until a few days before the reunion. I remembered that I needed to get a uniform, and told some of my friends about it when we were out, and my friend Sheila suggested I wear a female uniform to it. I was intrigued by this idea, it sounded fun, and most of my year knew and accepted that I was gay in school, so I didn’t think it would come as a surprise to anyone. I went and found a slutty schoolgirl outfit from some place you could rent costumes in my local town, and I went to my friend’s house before the reunion started, where she did my makeup and hair, helped me stuff my bra so it looked like I had breasts, and even painted some freckles on my cheeks, it was the whole shebang, and I must say, I didn’t half look like a girl, I pulled it off so easily that some of ...

... my close friends might not even have been able to recognise me! My friend then drove me up to the club where it was happening, I was rather impressed, it looked like it has been rented so only our party was taking place! I went in and to my annoyance it looked like I wasn’t the only guy that had the idea to dress up as a woman, but I just ignored it and was welcomed by a host of people I’d frankly forgotten about, and it was great to see them again! We talked, we laughed, we reminisced, and most importantly, we drank! I was talking to my friend Steve by the bar when I saw Toby standing up against a wall, holding a drink and smiling and nodding his head to the music. I pardoned myself and walked over to Toby, where he looked at me and laughed. “Like what you see?” “Very good Chris, still got a thick skin I see.” “Too thick for you back in the day haha!” “Yeah, I am sorry about all that.” “Don’t be, we were young, where are the rest of them anyway?” “Ah they’re just over there, but there’s only so much you can talk about beer and pussy before you get bored aha.” “So they still haven’t changed then? Oh well, at least you seem to have.” “I like to think so, I mean we are 25 now, you have to grow up at some point.” “Too right, anyway I’ve gotta go back and talk to Steve, speak to you later Tob!” He smiled at me as I turned around and headed back to the bar, I was happy to see that it really did look like he’d changed, finally had a nice personality to go along with those boyish ...