A school boi's dream

Anne adjusted her bag over her shoulder as she walked into the school. She had looked up videos on how to tuck her penis into her panties. Even with her tightest bike shorts on, she could still see a slight bulge. She decided it would be easier to hide it if anything should pop up unexpectedly. The base pulled against her with every step constantly reminding her what was between her legs.

She clutched her necklace nervously as she walked through the hall. The sight of all the beautiful girls she previously only saw as friends or rivals she now saw as potential lovers. She swore to herself when she caught herself staring at another girl’s butt. She was acting like some horny teenager…’ worse’ she thought, she was acting ‘like a horny boy’.

Anne opened her locker and sorted out books she wouldn’t need until later into her locker, checked her short hair, ensuring it was still as feminine as it could possibly be, she had made sure the makeup she had spent over an hour applying this morning was still immaculate.

“Annie!” Vickie cheered and leaped into Anne’s arms as she did every time they saw each other.

Anne barely had time to catch the flying cheerleader before she was already in her arms. “V-Vickie!” Anne coughed nervously as her hands clutched Vickie’s bare stomach.

“You weren’t at class Friday, or practice, and no phone call about your hair?!” She acted like she was hurt. “Seriously, what did you do to your hair?”

“I..I got gum caught in it.” She lied.

“That’s awful! What’d I tell you about falling asleep chewing gum?” Vickie popped her own gum and flicked back her dark red hair before hooking her arm in Anne’s. “Still, you look very pretty today.”

Anne’s heart beat faster, she tried to speak casually, “Thanks you.” She failed. In truth, Vickie was the prettiest girl in school and a shoo-in for prom queen. This would go to anyone else’s head, the power to turn boys and girls to mush with a smile, but Vickie was also the kindest person in the school. She always made time for her friends and anyone who needed help. She was the president of several clubs and spearheaded three charity projects last month alone. In a sense, she was perfect. It’s perfectly normal to be attracted-” No. Um, sorry. Ugh, my brain isn’t awake yet.”

“I hear ya, school really does start too early. But hey, at least we got gym first thing. We won’t need our brains there.” The pair laughed.

Anne stopped laughing abruptly as it dawned on her. With the gym being her first class she would have to change, surrounded by a dozen or more girls half of whom were on the volleyball team. The thought of the girls exposing their bountiful breasts and rock hard abs freely was almost too much for her to take. She clutched her necklace nervously, the heat from it threatening to burn her fingers. She needed to do something to distract herself from the growing frustration between her legs. She knew, before, when she would get excited she would feel the dampness growing between her legs but now though she felt aroused she wasn’t wet, she did feel her...the penis become rigid, threatening to break free and expose her secret.

“You okay Annie? You’re looking a little flushed.” She stopped placing her hand against her face. Her smooth and delicate hand gently caressed Anne’s cheek.

“Y-yeah, I’m fine.” Anne blushed. Anne hurried into the locker room keeping her eyes down as she walked to her locker. Unfortunately, she didn’t see Becky. The two girls tumbled to the floor as a result she landed face first in Becky’s bountiful double Ds.

“What the hell!” Becky groaned. “I think you bruised my tailbone, dude.”

Anne sat back on her knees, her face red as a tomato. “Oh my god, no!” She whispered, squeezing her hands between her thighs. Her p-her tuck had come undone. She was now in the middle of a girl’s locker room sporting an erection.

“It’s customary to apologize.” Becky sat up with a groan, her large breasts shifting with her body.

“S-sorry.”

“Annie, you gotta watch where you’re going!” Vickie reached under Anne’s arm to help her up but Anne fought against her, scrambling to sit on a bench before crossing her legs. “What’s with you today?”

“She’s a freak is what. Every day it’s something else.” Rebecca ‘Becky’ Silva, was a Brazillian bombshell with the perfect tan, perfect ass, and perfect breasts. Enough to make any boy weak in her knees, or Anne. She pulled black hair into a ponytail.

“It-it was an accident.” What was going on with her lately? It was one thing to be attracted to Chris...she looked like a boy, but Vickie, and now Becky?

“You’re an accident.” She spat before turning around and resuming getting dressed giving Anne an eyeful of her beautiful behind as she bent over.

“Annie, are you sure you’re okay?” Vickie said in a low whisper.

She was absolutely not okay, she was turned on by every girl she saw in the locker room, her mind filled with lurid thoughts of group orgies and whipped cream and yet still no dampness where she should be. Her testicles just felt….heavier making it harder and harder to pinch her legs closed without stimulating herself further. “No.” She finally admitted. She stood holding her bag over her crotch.

“What’s wrong?” Vickie followed after her. “Whatever it is you know you can tell me.”

“I..I can’t tell you okay? N-not here at least.”

“Okay, we’ll talk later.” Vickie hugged Anne gently, making Anne’s problem worse. God, why didn’t she just go hang out with Chris?

Anne waited as long as she could to dress. The girls dressed as they talked, eventually, one by one they left. Finally, alone she began to get undressed. When she took off her skirt she saw her penis sticking out of a hole that must have torn at some point during the day or from her collision with Becky. There was no way to get it to go down so she could even possibly hide it, other than masturbating. But could she really jerk off in the girl's locker room like some perverted schoolboy?! And even then, what about after? Maybe she could find some string or something in the locker room and just tie it back? At least until she could think of something better.