"Boo-Yah, take that!"

My yells of victory fill the room as I raise the controller in the air, my opponent looking away in shame while the other guys in the room laugh.

"Dude, you got destroyed by a girl!"

"I told you she was good. She's pretty much one of the guys now."

One of the guys. I guess I am in a way. I mean, I've always hung out around guys, ever since I was a kid. They were more fun anyway. We played games, talked about sports, and just enjoyed life. I hated the word tomboy, but I guess I was. Not to say that I didn't look girly. I had curves in all the right places, perky breasts and a flat stomach that spent time hidden under hoodies, long brown hair that tumbled down my back. But I was always just one of the guys, the only girl most of them could relate to.

I wonder what they would think if they knew that I was wearing matching lace bra and panties under this shirt and jeans. It was my little secret, it made me feel sexy. I was never really into the fashion and dress up that the other girls were, but I was never ashamed of my body either. Maybe skipping the phase where all you read are trashy magazines helped me out. Either way, I knew I looked good, and even though I was one of the guys I would often catch their little gazes at me.

Sometimes I had to wonder what would happen if I showed up one day wearing a dress. I had a few, a skimpy little black one that left little to the imagination, or a red one that was probably a bit too small. I wonder what their reaction would be if they saw me with my hair up, with my red lip stick on.

They probably didn't even think that I thought about guys at all. I had heard before that one of them thought I liked girls. He couldn't be more wrong. I bet he would freak out if he knew that last night I spent time with a dildo inside of me, moaning into the pillow as I imagined a guy bending me over the bed. That I sucked that dildo clean after I came, gagging on it like it was the cock of my imaginary lover.

Maybe one day one of them will know. They'll learn that I'm actually a girl underneath these clothes, that I yearn to be touched and held and fucked just like those other girls they chase but never seem to catch. That I'm not just one of the guys, and that if they only paid a bit more attention they might notice what's been right in front of them all this time.

"Hey, you up for another game?"

I simply pick up the controller and make that my response, and I watch as they start talking about who will win this one. I smile and push those thoughts of sex aside, letting out a little sigh as I get ready to kick some more ass.

Hi everyone. Well this is something that's totally out of my comfort zone, but was a ton of fun to write. It's a lot of fun to take a spin on the other side, and I would love to turn this into an ongoing roleplay.

I would love to find a lady to write with, where you get to be a bit creative too and write as a guy while I write as a girl. That way it will test both of us, make us both write something new, and keep us both honest. So if this sounds appealing to you, shoot me a message. Let's go write something new together! :)