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Lee and Marcus, good friends on the football team in their local town, decided to go running one day. Lee, age 19, was tall and lean, with a crew cut of blonde hair and a tan, muscular body. Marcus was 18 years old and the "star" of the team. He was tall, and had exquisitely proportioned arms and a bulging chest that set itself in a methodical rhythm every time he concentrated on something.
On that early summer morning, they began their run down main street with Lee leading and Marcus following. They entered the forest paths behind the high school, which wound around a small pond before opening into a wide expanse of grain. After winding around the pond, the heat began to get to Marcus, and the distance began to reveal itself in his legs. Marcus stripped off his shirt, therefore only covered by black track shorts that came up to his muscular thighs. Lee soon did the same, and before they knew it were trundling through an endless field of high grain stalks.
"Slow down man" Marcus exclaimed. Disturbed by the urgency in his voice, Lee turned around. Marcus stood crouching, a painful squint shrouding his deep blue eyes. Marcus was glowing in the morning light, the sweat coating every inch of his broad frame. His upper chest and solid abdomen began heaving with frightening intensity, as he reached his solid arms up and began pressing his hands into the right side of his stomach.
"My chest! Make it stop!!!! My heart!" He started yelling. In one fluid movement, he fell to the ground and writhed from side to side, hands running over every surface of his pulsating torso. After a moment, he lay still, as a deep breath seemed involuntarily exhaled from his lungs. Marcus lay motionless on the ground, his tan body completely still and laid flat as if on display.
Lee lunged forward. He tilted Marcus's head back and opened his mouth, pressed his lips to Marcus's and exhaled wildly. Lee placed an ear to Marcus's chest, where he thought he should hear a heartbeat. Nothing. He lifted his head and locked his fingers in the center of Marcus's chest before pumping. Marcus's body jiggled as more and more force pressed into his torso, from Lee's interlocked fingers. After countless cycles of fruitless resuscitation, Lee gave a sigh. The shock had done something to him, something strange. Looking at the motionless and pulse less body before him, the curiosity that washed over him made him slowly reach for Marcus's track shorts. Pulling them down, he came across a pair of white spandex blocking him and his destiny. A massive bulge was showing, slightly throbbing between Marcus's muscular legs. With a resonating exhalation, Lee removed the spandex.
Roleplay as Lee. What happens next?
On that early summer morning, they began their run down main street with Lee leading and Marcus following. They entered the forest paths behind the high school, which wound around a small pond before opening into a wide expanse of grain. After winding around the pond, the heat began to get to Marcus, and the distance began to reveal itself in his legs. Marcus stripped off his shirt, therefore only covered by black track shorts that came up to his muscular thighs. Lee soon did the same, and before they knew it were trundling through an endless field of high grain stalks.
"Slow down man" Marcus exclaimed. Disturbed by the urgency in his voice, Lee turned around. Marcus stood crouching, a painful squint shrouding his deep blue eyes. Marcus was glowing in the morning light, the sweat coating every inch of his broad frame. His upper chest and solid abdomen began heaving with frightening intensity, as he reached his solid arms up and began pressing his hands into the right side of his stomach.
"My chest! Make it stop!!!! My heart!" He started yelling. In one fluid movement, he fell to the ground and writhed from side to side, hands running over every surface of his pulsating torso. After a moment, he lay still, as a deep breath seemed involuntarily exhaled from his lungs. Marcus lay motionless on the ground, his tan body completely still and laid flat as if on display.
Lee lunged forward. He tilted Marcus's head back and opened his mouth, pressed his lips to Marcus's and exhaled wildly. Lee placed an ear to Marcus's chest, where he thought he should hear a heartbeat. Nothing. He lifted his head and locked his fingers in the center of Marcus's chest before pumping. Marcus's body jiggled as more and more force pressed into his torso, from Lee's interlocked fingers. After countless cycles of fruitless resuscitation, Lee gave a sigh. The shock had done something to him, something strange. Looking at the motionless and pulse less body before him, the curiosity that washed over him made him slowly reach for Marcus's track shorts. Pulling them down, he came across a pair of white spandex blocking him and his destiny. A massive bulge was showing, slightly throbbing between Marcus's muscular legs. With a resonating exhalation, Lee removed the spandex.
Roleplay as Lee. What happens next?
