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Z3: Chapter 2: First Date

Date: 8/26/2015, Categories: Science-Fiction, Consensual Sex, Oral Sex, Author: ZeeMurphy, Rating: 90.5, Source: sexstories.com

Their feet pounded the pavement in sync, eating up the distance between the school and the public park where they practiced. Zee’s breath came regularly, easily. In truth, he could probably have run twice as fast as their current pace and still breathed easy. But why show off? He glanced to his left, at the trim athlete running at his side. Ken was a good looking guy, dark hair, square jaw, and tan face. Since Zee had entered the sophmore class, the usual high school clique circles had been hard to break into. Ken was one of a handful of people willing to give him the benefit of the doubt. He’d been an in, a crack in the armor to meet some good folks on a few sports teams. Hence the run. Full tryouts for track had gone really well, and their first meet was slated for the following weekend. Zee and Ken were both slated for the endurance events, 1600 and 3200 meters. Zee looked down the road, at the beautiful sight of San Jose waking up to a new dawn. He breathed in the clean air, loved the feeling of his heart moving in his chest. If anyone knew he’d been reborn for the privilege of running track meets … but that was the joy of this. The clean and easy feeling, the lightness of his soul. The ease of his body moving down the road. He sighed. It was a good morning. He glanced towards Ken again, and cleared his throat. “So who’s this girl?” Ken glanced back, a grin lighting up his face. “Now you want to talk. I couldn’t move the mountain at all last night.” Zee sighed. Last ... night the two of them had spent a productive Friday evening with a few other guys, hanging out and watching movies. Ken had tried to convince Zee that Budweiser tasted like beer, and Zee tried to convince Ken that games were a better use of time than porn. Little ground had been gained or lost. More interestingly from Zee’s point of view, was the young lady Ken had been talking up. Ken thought himself a man’s man, but in Zee’s experience he was a much kinder and sensitive fellow than most bros. Just as Ken had taken Zee under his wing on the track team, so Ken thought it was his duty to get Zee a date. Ken’s girlfriend was a beautiful brunette, and far too smart for him. Ken himself admitted it to Zee, saying “She’s just using me for my body. I am totally cool with that.” Regardless, Ken’s taste in women was far better than most guys their age. So this morning, now that he’d had some distance from Ken’s bad taste in beer, he was more willing to talk. “Yeah, yeah. What’s her name again?” The two of them swung around a turn, just a block from the park now. Behind Zee, he heard the other four guys pacing them. Most of them were breathing quite a bit harder than he was. “Madison. Black hair, great smile. Amazing legs.” Ken ticked down her qualities like a laundry list. Zee rolled his eyes. “Do her great legs like anything in particular?” “I think she’s into art, like you? One of the reasons I thought of you.” Ken’s voice was a little vague. “Art. Like me.” Zee laughed for a few paces ...