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Secret Girl

Faust56

Faust56

Super-Earth
Joined
Sep 29, 2009
Location
San Marcos, Tx
Outside the Lucien residence, a pickup truck was backed into the driveway with the tailgate down. A bag of snacks sat in the passenger seat and a GPS sat on the center console ready to be used. The bed of the truck was almost full with bags and tied down furnishings. The front door of the house opened as a tall young man exited with a bag over his shoulder. He wore a casual, but still well dressed outfit of a button down shirt and nice jeans. After tossing his bag into the back of the truck and locking the tailgate he went back inside, leaving the front door open, for his final good byes.
"Now, you call use when you get there and not a minute after, ok Matthew?" Said his mother who was still puffy eyed with worried tears. A large meaty hand came to rest on his top of the ear length jet black hair and ruffled it. "Were all gonna miss you son." Said his proud father. Matthew smiled a nervous smile, knowing that he had a long trip ahead of him.
 
Across town, Samantha was also preparing to leave, packing things into her own car, though her goodbye was a little different to most. Even though she was a girl, Sam had managed to enroll herself at an all boys school, though the school was under the impression that she was male. Sure it sounded odd...but the school had the best basketball team around and she had been given the oppertunity to try out. If she was succesful, the school would accept her on a scholarship, though she would have to live at the school in the dorms. "Oh man....this is gonna be tough..."
It had been hard to convince her parents, but eventually Sam had got them to come around. Of course it meant she'd had to buy an entire wardrobe of mens clothes, right down to mens boxer shorts, not a bra or pair of panties in sight. The only thing she had was a special strap to hold down her chest to avoid being noticed as a girl. It was uncomfortable as hell, but it would be worth it.

After finally saying her goodbye's, Sam hugged her parents and waved to them one last time, before getting in her car and starting up the engine, beginning the long journey up state toward the school.
 
After the long grueling hours of open road, gas stops, bathroom breaks and the occasional traffic while passing through towns. The familiar sight of the school's base town came into view. Matt's heart fluttered at the realization that his trip was at an end. He all but floored the gas to get there sooner. Pulling up to the gate at the school he handed over his school id and dorm papers to the security guard. She was a lovely blond woman but very stern looking. She handed the papers back and directed him to his building, one he knew all too well. After parking in front of the building, all the things still strapped down in the bed, he went up to the floor where he and his team would be staying. Oh yes, HIS team, as Captain of the basketball team he had certain responsibilities and privileges. One such privilege would be finding someone to help him with his stuff with ease, and one such responsibility would be rooming with the new guy on the team to get him up to snuff. He sighed as he walked up the stairs. "Should be fun."
 
At the last gas station before the school Samantha had pulled in, heading discreetly for the bathrooms. Fortunately it was pretty quiet so nobody saw her enter, large bust pushing out the t-shirt she was wearing. "Ok...." Once in a stall, Samantha removed her shirt, setting it down before grasping her straps, beginning to wrap them around her chest, forcing her breasts down. She winced slightly at how tight they were, and thanks to her chest size there was still a bit of a bump, but it could be explained away as muscle. Once done, Sam pulled her shirt back on, looking down at herself. Thanks to her short hair and rather athletic form she could pull off a pretty convincing impression of a boy. "Excellent" She smirked, then turned to head out of the bathrooms and back toward her car, starting up the engine to begin the final drive toward the school.

On arrival Sam had to clear her throat, clearing it and attempting to lower her voice enough to be convincing, managing to get past security and heading straight for the gymnasium. The tryouts would be more or less right away after all.
Grabbing one of her bags Sam headed for the changing rooms, finding a secluded corner to change into her shorts and basketball jersey, before slowly headed out for the court. Her heart was pounding in her chest....this would be the big test of if anybody could recognise who or what she really was....
 
The sound of squeaking sneakers echoed through the hall leading up to the gym. Indistinct voices shouted out commands followed by a joined, loud but still muffled, "Yes Sir!" Inside the gym, a wide range of boys ran back and forward from one end of the court to the other. Some tall and lanky along with the short and rather pudgy wobbled from the close to the far end, their practice outfits already drenched in sweat. The more athletic and obviously more prepared members were still a bit winded but looked to be in a better state.
Even though they all made up a wide spectrum of differences, they had two things in common. They both longed to be on the best basketball team in the state, and they all had numbers on their back. The numbers seemed to be given out at random among the possible players. One number was missing though from the runners, and that was, in fact, the number 1. On the side lines the person shouting encouraging the runners, "Dont give up! Push yourselves" was where the number 1 rested, on the chest of the team captain. Matthew seemed to take pride in his position.
He eyed the runners glancing at the coach on the other side of the court any time someone faltered. They knew what the other was thinking and quietly judged the members. Something caught his eye, however. As a new member walked in from the locker room wearing the allotted tryout uniform, he shouted, "Number 35! Get running!" He pointed at Sam. Almost immediately after the command was given, Sam was handed a number to pin to herself.
 
As soon as the number was handed to her Sam pinned it to her Jersey, then immediately followed the command to get running. There wasn't time for hesitation, hesitation lost games, she had to show she was ready to listen and was ready to do what had to be done immediately. The girl began to run with the others right away, pacing her breathing to make sure she didn't wear herself out. She was determined to show she was the best, the absolute best person trying out. She was determined to get onto this team, to get into this school....she was going to prove she could do succeed where the boys would fail....not that they would know about it. As far as any of these others were concerned, she was a boy aswell just like them.

Whenever an order was given, Sam followed it. She kept on running, she would dribble the ball, take shots at the basket that near never missed no matter the distance. She was giving this her all, just like she would every single game when she made the team. It most certainly wasn't going to be a matter of 'if' as far as she was concerned.
 
As the tryouts went on. People up and left, obviously fed up with the seemingly over the top training. Of the 35 possible players, only 20 remained, and even still, 15 more needed to be cut. Matt sighed, knowing that his job would become very tough now. He waved his hand and announced, "Alright everyone! Go ahead and get something to drink and take a breather. Be back in 5." With that he walked towards the coach's office passing a couple of the players. He eyed each one he passed, running the possibilities through his head. His gaze came to rest on Sam, he looked longer than he had at the others giving more thought before passing her up and entering the office.

5 minutes passed and as promised he exited the coaches office with a clipboard in his hand with a paper on it. He placed it on the table. "Alright guys, line up." He waited a minute and looked across the line. "This is it everyone! You all made it through practice and you did very well. But only 5 of you will be joining our team. When i call your number, come up and write down your name, class and your uniform size. And to those of you who are not called, there is always next season." He cleared his throat. "Now then, number 12!" One of the tall lanky boys fist pumped and practically sprinted up the the clip board. "Number 23! Number 29!" Two more boys walked up the paper and filled out there information. The rest of the line began to sweat. "Number 33!" Matt scanned the line, his eyes finally falling on Sam. "And number 35."
 
Sam watched as the group was slowly wittled away...what began as 35 was becoming lower and lower until there were only 20 left, many of them absolutely exhausted. Sam however had plenty of stamina, she had been ready for that. When the captain finally waved for them to stop, she slowly brought herself to a stop and took a few deep breaths, before turning to head over and get some juice with the others. She was careful not to get too close in such a tight group, just picking up some juice and taking a few sips. Some of the boys seemed to know each other, but many like her seemed to be new....probably hoping for the same scholarship she was here for...and these next few minutes were going to determine that.

When the captain came back out of the coaches office, Sam, like the others, immediately moved to line up, all trying to hide their nerves. Even she was having a slight problem with that....but she did a fairly good job of hiding it, at least at first. As number after number was called, Sam's nerves were getting worse and worse. And when there was only one number left to be called....she thought her heart was about to explode, her dreams about to be shattered. But then when he called her number, she couldn't help but gasp, taking a few moments to process it, before grinning broadly, walking over briskly in order to fill in the sheet as he had requested. She had done it, she could hardly believe she had done it! She had fooled them into thinking she was a boy, shown them she was great at basketball, and now her place at the school was secured!
 
Matt watched as the others left, very disappointed, but it had to be done. Only the best can be on this team if they hope to stay the best. He turned back towards his new recruits whom brimmed with pride. He smiled and walked up to the table, taking the clipboard. After giving it a once over he wrote some things down then looked up. "Alright, again, congratulations, but now it gets tough. Ill be pairing you all with members of the team that already know whats up. You will be rooming with them and follow there orders. They know what there doing." He went up to each one of the boys and handed them slips with a name and room number on it, but when he reached Sam, he had nothing for her. "35, you will be rooming with me. its the second floor, room 215" He extended his rather large hand to her to shake her hand.

He took her hand and shook it firmly as a man to another man would, unaware of the truth. He pointed to the locker room. "Alright, go ahead and go clean up guys. Your roommates will tell you the schedule when you get to your rooms, don't be out too late tonight." He went back to the coach's office to hand in the paper and grab his own stuff for a shower.
 
Sharing? Sam had been hoping they might have had their own rooms....sharing could be a problem.....she'd have to be even more careful than she thought. And then the captain came to her....and declared she would be sharing with him? Wow....that must've meant she was good....to be sharing with the Captain....still, at least it did mean one thing....of all the ones who had been here for the tryouts, of all the ones who had made it....she had been the best, just what she had been intending to achieve. Sam smiled, grinning slightly as the captain shook her hand, doing her best to be just as firm as him, trying not to raise any suspiscions.

Sam chuckled slightly as he commented for them not to be out too late, then looked toward the changing rooms. Ah.....that could be a slight problem. They would all be changing and showering together. Coming here had been ok, there had been nobody else around, but now.....well getting changed wouldn't be too bad, she could just be a little slower and wait for everyone to leave. But the showers were almost certainly going to be open and communal rather than enclosed cubicles. Maybe she could be slow again. "I....wouldn't mind just a little more exercise, cool down a little y'know? I'll take a shower in a few minutes guys" She grinned and waved, turning to begin a slow jog around the court, intending to leave enough time to be sure the others had all left.
 
Matt sat in the coach's office and talked over today's try outs. The coach agreed with his decision and pointed out the fact that he chose a specific person to room with him, rather than letting them choose. He shrugged, "I see good things in store for that one. Just gotta make sure he stays on track." He glanced outside and chuckled. "But then again, i might not be needed." He nodded to the court where Sam could be seen running. Matt decided to stay behind and do the uniform and registration paperwork himself letting the coach take off early. He turned off the office lights leaving it a bit dark in there. Matt didnt mind, he turned his chair and used the light of the gym through the 2 way mirror that made up the coach's window. He glanced behind and saw the 4 new players leave the shower room looking refreshed and still brimming with pride.

He still had one to wait for, he wouldnt be able to leave the gym with one of his players still behind, so he waited, pulling out his ipod and listening to some relaxing music. He saw a welcomed sight out of the corner of his eye, his last player was headed to the locker room. He grabbed his things and headed in after with a sigh, ready to shower and get out of his practice clothes.
 
Sam hadn't been paying a great deal of attention to the coaches office as she jogged around the court, her attenton more focused on the doors to the changing rooms, continuing her jog until she saw the four other boys leave. She did glance quickly toward the coach's office, but it seemed to be dark and empty, so she figured she must be alone. With a sigh of relief she finally ended her jog, headed for the changing room and opening up her locker to grab a towel and a change of clothes. "Ok....finally..." Sam's chest was sore and aching. She stripped down quickly, letting out a sigh of relief as she unfastened the straps around her chest, her heavy breasts almost immediately springing free and throwing the strap away.

The girl just stuffed her things back into her locker and walked naked into the shower room, hanging up her towel and headed over to one of the faucets, turning on the hot water in order to begin washing away the hard earned sweat covering her body, her back to the doorway and the sound of the water obscuring anything else.
 
Matt walked into the locker room and placed his stuff on one of the benches. He stretched while taking off his clothes and grabbing the nearest towel. Thanks to the years of dedicated basketball, even when he was younger, he had a tight muscular body. He strolled into the shower room which was now covered in thick steam thanks to the warm water currently running and the remnant of before. He placed his towel on the rack near the other one, which he assumed was Sam's. He had no intention of getting close to the other naked boy and showered a good 3 stations away. "Good job out there number 35! You had both me and the coach impressed." He chuckled, glancing at the silhouette of the back of the fellow team mate for a reaction.

He leaned his head against the tile wall and closed his eyes running his hand across the back of his neck and over his shoulders. The warm water did wonders for his taught and sore muscles. The team's practice was right before the tryouts which gave him no time to rest at all. He shifted a little, wetting his legs. His thick member hung against his leg. Through the steam, his impressive cock could be made out. Even without being erect it looked like a handful. It was another thing he took silent pride in, unfortunately his gift was a curse sometimes, having to wear a tight jock strap to keep it from coming out his shorts was a price to pay for having both impressive skills on the court and length in the pants.
 
Sam's eyes went wide, body immediately stiffening up when she heard the voice of the captain in the room, though fortunately the thick steam, combined with the fact she had her back to him, seemed to keep her secret for now. She coughed slightly, making sure to deepen her voice as she had on the court before she dared to respond. "Oh...thanks...and call me Sam, can't keep calling me Number 35 right?" She was trying to lighten the mood, act like one of the guys....besides, this boy was going to be her roommate, she needed to at least be social with him.

After a few more moments, Sam couldn't help but glance over her shoulder, eyes widening slightly at the silhouette through the steam, her head quickly snapping back around to look away. Oh wow....the boy practically had a third leg hanging from him. Even flaccid it looked like a good 9 or 10 inches long. Sam shivered slightly, feeling her nipples harden, but she quickly pushed such thoughts away, instead taking her time with her shower. She wanted to wait for the Captain to be finished and leave first....she had to wait for him to be gone before she left the cover of the steam to get changed. The risk of the captain walking out in the middle of Sam putting on her chest straps was just way too high.
 
He chuckled, "Yeah i suppose not. Im Matthew. And those names will be alright off the court. But on the court, you are 35 and i am number 1, not to sound conceited." He chuckled a little more before falling silent, still resting his head on the tile. He finally pulled his head away and began actually cleaning. Starting with his hair, his arms came up flexing his back muscles. If need be, he could easily support a good amount of extra weight. When it came to cleaning his body he scrubbed away, not really interested in his surroundings. He lifted his member to get nice and thorough. Holding it out gave a better shadowy view through the steam. He quickly rinsed off and turned off the water. Grabbing his towel he dried off while walking to his clean clothes.

It didnt take long for him to change and reposition himself in his jeans. On his way out he through he towel into a laundry basket and looked to Sam. "Dont take too long in there, they might shut the warm water off to chase you out! See you back at the room." He left as he would any other day, his mind on the schedule for tomorrow and the new classes he would be taking, his bag in hand.
 
"Ah...right....got it Matthew" Sam nodded slightly, it made sense on the court she supposed, it kept things professional, kept things flowing smoothly. Out on the court you had to be fully focused on the game and nothing else. You couldn't even spare the brainpower to recall names, just read the number from the shirt, everything else focused on the ball. Sam glanced over again when she heard Matthew turn off his shower, heading out for the changing room. It wasn't until Sam heard him speak again, then waited for a few more moments to make sure it was clear, before she finally turned off her own water. Thank god...any longer and her skin would've started to go all wrinkly.

The girl hurried to grab her towel, peeking around the corner into the changing room to make sure it was clear, before headed for her locker. She dried quickly, tugging out her boxers first to cover up her firm, tight, but still very feminine ass, then grabbed her straps to start pinning down her breasts once again. Once that was done she pulled on the rest of her clothes and grabbed her bag, turning to head out.

Sam recalled what Matthew had told her, heading for their dorm room, stopping outside of it for a few moments before knocking. She realised that she hadn't been given a key yet...after all she had gone to the tryouts immediately upon arrival.
 
It took a minute before Matt reacted to the knock. He had been listening to more of his music. "One second!" He called out as he got up. He unlocked the door and opened it wide, a smile soon followed when he saw who it was. "Hey Sam, didnt think youd be back so soon." He left the door open and walked back into the room. "Go ahead and lock it behind you." He welcomed her into their new room. He gave her the quick run down on the layout. It wasnt anything fancy, a bathroom, a bedroom and a small living area / kitchen. In the Living area was a couch with a coffee table infront of it. It was pretty barren aside from that. He showed her the bedroom where The beds were set up. Twins were pressed up against the opposite walls with a doorway leading to the bathroom on the opposite wall.

He looks around, "Well its not much, but its him for now." He pointed to the bed nearest the door. "This one is yours. Go ahead and make yourself comfortable." He went back into the living room and grabbed a key. "This is your room key" He looked around seeing if he missed anything. "There's soap in the shower, food in the fridge, a TV in the lounge downstairs and some necessities in the drawers if you happen to bring some sweet young thing over." He smirked and nudged her with his elbow. He headed for the door. "Well i have something to take care of, ill let you settle in. Later!" With that he was gone. In his mind it was a good thing he had an errand, no need to smother the new guy on his first day.
 
Sam grinned when Matthew opened the door, stepping inside when the door was open and she was invited in, closing and locking the door behind her as advised. "Ah, it's great....this is actually bigger than I was expecting" She chuckled slightly. Sam had been expecting a single room with beds in it, no personal bathroom but instead some shared thing down the hall. Maybe all the rooms were like this....or maybe the captain of the basketball team got a better room as a reward for making the schools team the best in the state. She nodded as Mattew told her which bed was hers, walking over to set her bag down on it. "Ehehehe....sweet young thing...? Isn't this an all boys school? Not a girl for miles and miles unfortunately huh?" She chuckled and shook her head.

"Thanks for the tour Matthew, or do you prefer Matt?" Sam smiled and looked around, wanting to make sure she didn't call him Matt when he didn't like it, was always best to ask first. She nodded as he turned to go, giving a single wave before looking back to her bed. It would be good to get settled in, and give a chance to unpack her clothes. At least there was nothing to worry about there, she didn't have a single article of female clothing with her to be discovered.
 
He was out for about two hours before returning back. Many of the room on his floor or occupied by his fellow team mates, and as he expected, most of them were all getting settled in. The beginning of the year meant morning practices for the first week. After that it would calm down a bit, allowing the players to have more of a night life if they choose.

Matt entered his room, locking the door behind him. He dropped some papers he had picked up on the counter. He sat on the couch and crossed one leg over the other exhaling loudly, leaning his head back. He sat silently for a moment unaware of the other presence in the room. He had completely forgotten he had a new roommate. Sitting up, he called out "Sam? You settling in alright?" He went to the bedroom. "Were going to be heading to bed soon. We have an early morning tomorrow."
 
Sam heard Matt entering the room, glancing over as he entered their room and seemed to go and sit down, about to call out when Matt beat her to it. "Hey Matt! Yeah I'm settling in just fine thanks" She looked over and grinned, then yawned and stretched slightly, though careful not to overdo....she didn't want to show off too much of her body after all. "Yeah I was thinking of heading to bed early....little worn out from the tryouts and then taking that jog afterwards...not to mention the long drive up here" She chuckled, turning to her bag to get out her night clothes, then turning to head for the bathroom in order to get changed. If Matt said anything....well she could easily say she just needed to use the bathroom aswell.
 
He wasnt one to question someone's privacy. He himself didnt have a problem and certainly nothing to hide. He stripped down to his boxers and tossed his dirty clothes onto a hamper. He stood out in the kitchen area enjoying the cold tile floor on his bare feet. He took a long pull from a glass of water before heading back to the bedroom. His whole body was ready to lay down and go into a mini coma. He rubbed his eyes and stretched his back muscles as he entered the room, assuming Sam was still in the bathroom. His momentum was brought to a clumsy halt when he ran into Sam from behind. Out of instinct of keeping the other person from falling he reached out grabbing his shoulders. For a moment his body pressed against the other "boy's." His large cock pressed against her firm and feminine ass. He chest against her back. Almost instantly he felt a strange difference in the feel of his shoulders. This thought disturbed him and as quickly as he had made contact with Sam, he pulled away. "Oh! sorry bro." He squeezed past him and headed for his bed, hitting the living room lights as he passed.
 
Sam had just been coming out of the bathroom wearing a full set of Pyjamas when Matt seemed to stumble into his back. At first it was a simple mistake, but then Sam felt Matt's strong hands on her own firm shoulders, slightly broad for a girl. Of course his hands wasn't the main thing she felt. She could feel his thick, flaccid cock through his thin boxer shorts, rubbing between the cheeks of her ass. She froze for a moment, feeling her nipples hardening once again, though the straps did a good job of hiding it at least. The two seemed frozen for a moment, before finally Matt let go, Sam just laughing slightly nervously. "Oh no problem, really!" She waved a hand dismissively, before headed for her own bed, glad when the lights went out to leave them in darkness.
 
Matt slid under the covers letting out a relieved sigh. The relief of laying down momentarily brought him away from the embarassing situation a few moments ago. He knew how his own body felt when he touched it or how it felt to pat his friends on the shoulder, but something about Sam was different. Something seemed, feminine about him, and the way his ass felt on his cock, it just... He shook his head brushing away all thoughts relating to the fellow boy in the bed next to him and towards something more pleasing, like the warm embrace of a female. Slowly he slipped into sleep with the last though on his mind on a beautiful girl handling his hard cock. In his sleep his lips twisted into a lazy grin.

The room was quiet and dark, the only light being the occasional make-shift cellphone flashlight in the hallway as a student passed by for one reason or another. The air conditioning creating a steady white noise. Matt turned onto his back in the middle of his sleep, now finally at its deepest thanks to the events of the day.
 
Sam found it a little more difficult to get to sleep, but then she had a little more to worry about. The way Matt had rubbed against her, she shivered again, but quickly shook her head, trying to push such thoughts away. She had to keep a clear head, she couldn't afford to even think like a girl while she was here.....she had to convince them all she was a boy just like them. If anyone found out then it would be the end of everything for her.

Eventually, after nearly a further 30 minutes, the girl managed to drift off to sleep, clutching her pillow as she moved around a little. It was always like this in an unfamiliar bed, it was going to take some getting used to.
 
The night seemed to travel too quickly before Matt's alarm went off. The room gained a red tint and an annoying blaring noise as the numbers 5:30 flashed on his alarm. Matt slammed his palm down onto the snooze button and sat up, rubbing his puffy eyes. He shook his head and looked around the now dark again room. They sun outside was on its way but not yet enough to be seen. This worked out for him as, like any other guy, his morning wood shown high and mighty. His hard cock now stood a good 15 inches and still it was only just meaty, when ready for action, it had the potential. He groggily walked towards the bathroom but stopped before Sam's bed. "Alright guy! Time to get up! Lets go, go, go!" He gripped Sam's shoulder and shook her roughly to make sure he pulled her from the deepest sleep. He turned on the bathroom light and stepped in for a brisk cold morning shower.

He left her to her own will to get up after his shake, knowing that he would practically pull her out of bed if she wasnt up by the time he was out, there would be no reason for her to be in bed by then, especially with the alarm going off 2 minutes after he entered the shower.
 
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