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Just as the sun began to set in the desert the two humans that worked in it were glad to be rid of the heat, the two of them sitting outside their tents as they watched the light disappear. Kevin and Lorkos had been in the desert for nearly a month now searching the sands, and their efforts were very apparent on the landscape they had altered. A number of pits with various ropes and catwalks were the fruits of their effort so far, though the true prize of their journey continued to elude them. Once the sun had fully set they went back into their mobile camping unit and turned on power conservation mode, the air conditioner that ran from the power supplied by the solar panels turning off to conserve the batteries as they got ready to get back to work.

For the entire day the two had been sitting and sleeping only in the spandex undergarments they wore to try and keep some semblance of cool and sweat-free. With the sun being scorching through the day they studied the artifacts they had dug up during the previous night. Now it was time for the two of them to ready up to go outside, Kevin putting on his shorts and undershirt while his companion insisted on the slightly more stifling camo gear over his spandex briefs. It wouldn't be stifling for long though as Kevin slid on a short-sleeved jacket and soon the undergarments that kept them cool will pull double-duty and keep them warmer as well.

"I really hope we manage to find something tonight," Kevin said as he briefly ran his fingers through his short black hair. "It's been a week since we stumbled on those pottery fragments and the ancient irrigation equipment and we haven't found anything else in that area. I'm starting to wonder if we accidently found some sort of ancient tool shed or something."

"Well an ancient tool shed needs an ancient house to accompany it," Lorkos said reassuringly. "We're going to find this place, all the myths and legends we uncovered couldn't have been talking about a place that didn't exist when they had such real landmarks to accompany it."

Kevin just nodded his head slightly and thought back to what had brought them there in the first place. He remembered when they had first stumbled upon the legend of an entire city that was supposed to have been lost to the sands of the desert, and when they saw that it was rumored that a god lived among them they were about to dismiss it just like the countless others that had seen it before until something caught their eye the peaked their curiosity. It was said that those who dwelled in the city were chosen by this deity, which was represented by the carving of a minotaur-like creature, and received a blessing of the god. While they speculated at what exactly what such a blessing could be they found further down in the legend that those who saw the warriors of the city described them as men without features and covered head to toe in something akin to clothing, but tight on their forms and sometimes patterned like an animal...

The two couldn't believe what they had read, had these ancient warriors went into battle with some sort of zentai-like suit on? It would far pre-date the first time such a material was even conceptualized, and if this was the case it would be quite a significant breakthrough in the field of anthropology. Of course the two also had an ulterior motive for why such a legend interested them both, a reason the both of them wore underneath their clothing every day. The two had become fast friends after they discovered that they were both very big fans of the slinky, shiny material, and it was because they were indulging more than a bit into it that they found the myth in the first place.

The discovery set the two off on a large search to see if they could find anything that could help them locate such a strange city, and though there was a lot of dead ends that others had likely stumbled upon as well they were finally able to match up trading routes of a number of cities that made mention of a strange fabric in passing. On their own the clues they found did nothing, but finally after many sleepless nights the two used all the information they had gathered in order to pinpoint where it was possible that the zentai warriors had come from. Though the data they had gotten called on a bit of speculation it was enough to convince a board of trustees to give them a grant to investigate and a few weeks later they were on their way into the middle of the desert to capitalize on the discovery they had found. When they arrived at the location that corresponded best to the basic map they had created it matched close enough to give them hope as they made their way down one of the tunnels they had created in the sand.

As the two continued to work for hours through the chilled night they only found bits and pieces of what could have been an ancient civilization, but still no evidence of a bigger structure or any clues to where one would be. Their trench once more progressed a few feet before they decided to take a break, Lorkos sitting on a rock that he had unearthed while Kevin used a chair. "Who would have thought it would be hard to find something buried in a desert," he joked after taking a rather long pull from his water canteen.

"At least sandstorms haven't kicked up and buried all the progress we made so far," Lorkos replied. "Since we have this rather large stone in the way here it might be not a bad time to take a left hand turn and see if we can't find anything going perpendicular to the mesa a few feet. If we create a few paths and don't find anything we might have to try the ground sonar again."

Lor sighed and shook his head, a few droplets of sweat coming off him despite the cool desert air filtering into their trench. "I really hope it doesn't come to that," he exclaimed. "Getting that machine out here again is potentially two months of funding going right down the drain for some grainy pictures that may or may not be rocks or an entrance. Still, you might be right... perhaps we were wrong about the location of the temple, a ground sonar would prevent us from spending those two months aimlessly digging this area up and coming back to the trustee's with more of nothing."

The two continued to talk for a bit about the future of their project before packing up their food supplies and planning out their next bit of digging for the rest of the night. As Lorkos hopped to the surface to get the automated tunnel machines going Kevin put everything on top of the large boulder that they had uncovered to keep their food out of the sand. As he did and knocked some of the accumulated loose sand however he happened to notice something that caused him to pause. At first he thought he was just seeing things, but as he continued to watch the sand particles seemed to sink in on themselves and formed a divot in the otherwise smooth surface much like one would see on the top part of an hourglass. The young man could feel his heart start to race in his chest as he slowly went to the area where the shifting was occurring and dug in for about foot before his fingers brushed against something that caused him to shout back to his companion.

In short order the two had found exactly what they were looking for, worked stone that was obviously hewn by tools. As they continued to unearth the structure that they had found both of them suddenly had to step back as they cracked a hardened shell of molded sand and part of the ground they had been standing on almost sucked them down as it revealed a hole in the sandstone blocks they had found. The two carefully peered down inside the unearthed chamber, then looked at one another before they let out a shout that echoed through the entire desert. They hugged each other as what they had thought was a boulder that would impede their progress was actually a broken off chunk of the temple that they had been looking for all this time.

"Who would have thought that I was sitting on what we were looking for this entire time," Lorkos remarked as they shined their flashlights inside. "Do you think we should go in or stay outside and uncover more of it? There must be a front entrance to this thing."

"Possibly..." Kevin replied as he crawled over to the other side of the hole to get a better angle. 'Of course if this is just part of the ceiling then we're going to have to call in an entire excavation squad to unearth this place, which I think the trustees would be more than happy to pay for thankfully now that we have hard evidence. I don't know about you but I don't want to have to wait a month for them to mobilize and get out here... I think we should do a little exploring of our own."

Though it was clear that Lorkos had reservations about going in with just the two of them the allure of what could possibly lay beyond enticed him to go down as well, the two setting up several rope systems so that they coulf get themselves out eventually. When they finally did start to go down they found that such preparations were not necessary as less than a foot below the opening a pile of sand had formed a hill they could just slide down on. Once they had reached the floor of the room they had breached they turned their flashlights on and looked around. This appeared to be a rather small bedroom or something of that nature and it was clear that it had been exposed to the elements. Despite the ravages of time and sand however the door that separated the room from the rest of it remained remarkably well preserved, though the second they touched the ancient wood to open it the whole thing collapsed into a pile of splinters.

The two looked at one another, then shrugged and stepped over the kindling to go deeper inside. As they pushed their way forward the sand that had leaked in through the breach became less until they were on solid stone, the cut blocks fitting together almost seamlessly as they continued to make their way. Both marveled at the state of the architecture of their find and when they attempted to put their fingers into the cracks they could find anything. This proved to be an extremely exciting development; if the rest of the temple was as tightly built at this hallway it would have kept anything inside incredibly well preserved. Though the two remained sufficiently excited they were also very careful, documenting every inch of where they had gone to make a detailed map for when they wanted to go back up.

Though it was intensely exciting to be standing on ground that no one had been on for thousands of years an even more pressing question continued to drive the two on even as dawn began to roll around. Would they find the answer to the question of the zentai warriors? Kevin felt himself positively shivering in excitement over the possibility of finding evidence that people many, many generations before them were into the same stuff as they were. It would also cause more questions to be raised, such as how they managed to create such a material and why they thought it was so sacred.

The two continued to walk down the hallway and made notes of where to put things such as lights and other equipment when they got to another room, the one appearing to be some sort of preparation chamber with a place that would have been for eating attached to it. Though everything that was in stone looked completely intact the wooden furniture that was still there looked extremely fragile, as though looking at it hard enough would cause it to disintegrate like the door. As Lorkos took pictures of the entire area Kevin was more attracted to the series of pictographs on the wall, eventually calling his friend over to point out what he had found.

"Look at that," he said as he pointed to the one in the middle where it showed a number of people all gathered around a large bull-like creature in the center of them. "What do you see?"

"Well we were right when it came to that bull guy being the deity of this area," Lorkos conjectured, though it appeared to not be what the other male was trying to get at as he gestured towards the painting. "What? I don't see what you're looking at here."

"Look at the faces on the people," Kevin explained. "There's no features to them, like someone had taken an eraser to it. Plus some of these have some vaguely animal features to their bodies like the ears and a few of them having tails."

"Well the animal thing is something they find in other cultures as well," Lorkos said in rebuttal. "And I don't know what you getting at with the whole facial thing, what if the painters were just lazy and didn't want to paint a dozen or so faces?"

"That might be true," Kevin replied before pointing to the clothing that some of the people had on the painting. "But what about all the other detail, the patterns on the clothing and the detail in the buildings? I think they don't have any features because they're covered up in spandex, perhaps like the zentai warriors that we found in the legends?"

Though Lorkos wanted to continue to play the devil's advocate Kevin could tell that his friend wanted it to be that just as much as him. While the fact that they even found anything in this location lend merit to the legend their whole goal was to prove that these people existed with spandex suits way before credit is given due to the first once. This appeared to be the first step towards that journey as they documented that picture as well as the rest of the documents.

Though they both wanted to explore the temple more their fatigue began to outweigh their eagerness, plus as Kevin thought about the fact that dozens of people probably passed through rooms like the one they were in dressed head to toe in spandex caused his desires to start to rise. A glance over at Lorkos confirmed that he was feeling the same way as he saw the other male idly rub and squeeze the area of his groin. It didn't help either of them that they were actually wearing lycra compression gear, both now acutely aware of the silky fabric pressed against their skin as they began to move their way through the temple and back out into the desert.

The cold night air did help to slake some of Kevin's lusts as they gathered up their equipment, covered the hole to make sure nothing happens to it while they were gone, and began to head back towards the mobile camper unit. Once they got there exhaustion began to overtake the both of them, each of them taking turns using the shower system before heading to their respective beds. One of the nice things about the camper that they got was how big it was, it allowed them both to have their own room as well as a few other amenities despite being out in the middle of the desert. As Kevin began to settle in for the night however he found that his usual boxers and shirt that he slept in he was inspired to wear something else for a while.

He reached through his cache of clothing until his fingers brushed against what he was looking for, slowly pulling out the fabric that he had stored there. A grin appeared on his face as he pulled the shiny, scale-textured fabric and slid it through his fingers. It was one of a number of zentai suits that he owned, and though he knew that Lorkos likely owned a similar amount he didn't flaunt it out in the open in case someone from the board of trustees came to inspect their camp site. Still with it being nearly down he doubted anyone would come about now as he stripped down naked.

Kevin found himself letting out a small sigh of pleasure as he took his freshly cleaned legs and slid them into the sleeves of the suit through the stretchy hole in the neck. The feel of the material against his skin was divine and it caused his body to let out a tremble of pleasure. With practiced ease he got the material up to his hips and put the hood out of the way while he continued to slide them up his body. Even though he could have gotten it on in less than a minute he decided to take his time, letting it glide up his form while he wiggled his arms into the sleeves while still holding up the chest of the zentai.

The only thing that caused him to pause was the fact that he had to look at his own frame as he pulled up the suit, his grin fading slightly when he saw his slightly chubby frame. Even with the weeks that he spent working out in the desert it didn't seem to help him with his physique very much. He quickly shook his head to put it out of his mind and focused more on the delightful scale patterns instead to help put himself in a better mood. It helped when he had slid his hands into the attached gloves of the suit and gave his cock a squeeze, moaning slightly before the covering his mouth so that he didn't wake his friend and roommate in the other area.

Once he had gotten the suit up to his neck but before he put on the attached hood that pressed against the back of his head he took a moment to admire himself. The shiny scale pattern did such a good job of hiding the things he was sensitive about on his body and the way those scales glistened in the light made him look at least somewhat like a sexy, slinky snake guy. The only thing that broke the illusion was the tent in the groin of the suit as he had taken one that didn't have a sheath with it, though at this point he was more about the encasement then actually doing anything with it. Once he was done stroking down his spandex covered body he reached back in order to complete the look he suddenly felt a pair of hands on his and he turned to look in surprise to see a black spandex-clad male standing there next to his bed.

"Looks like great minds think alike," Lorkos said, the lycra covering his face moving only slightly as he took Kevin's hands and put them to the side. "Let me help finish you up, then we can go ahead and be zentai warriors together."

Though it was meant to be a joke Kevin couldn't help but look at his friend's physique, feeling a slight twinge of jealousy and lust from the athletic body of the other male. Though their bulges were similar size, Lorkos' groin just as tented as he is, his friend definitely had the superior physique. Those thoughts were quickly banished however as Kevin closed his eyes and felt the hood of the zentai suit get pulled over his head. Much like with Lorkos his suit had no openings, his face covered in the same scale pattern that hid his facial features just like Lorkos and his face. Given the stretchy nature of the fabric and the eagerness of the two the lip of the spandex seam pressed against his neck and he was fully encased from head to toe in shiny lycra scales.

The second that the last of his human skin was covered Lorkos pounced, the bed creaking slightly as it supported another body while the two began to nuzzle their faces against one another. With the spandex covering both their bodies they slid almost effortlessly against one another, which only served to further fuel their passions even further as their bulges pressed against the other's groin. While they had played like this together before there was something different about this time, both males sensing a need that they hadn't quite experienced before. It wasn't just about rubbing and grinding against one another, the feel of the spandex rubbing together seemed to spur them to try and press and slide their bodies as much as possible until they were just a pair of writhing zentai-clad males on the bed.

With Lorkos on top he adjusted his position and knelt backwards until his back was resting against the top of Kevin's thighs, rubbing his spandex clad rear against the throbbing cock trapped inside the snake spandex while Kevin reciprocated with his hands all over the similarly stimulated bulge positioned in front of him. As the black-suited male began to rhythmically slide up and down Kevin got an idea and pushed himself up with his hands. With his legs continuing to support the other male he surprised both himself and the other male by leaning forward until his head was nuzzling between Lorkos' legs.

Kevin could hear a muffled moan come out of Lorkos but nothing else, which was part of the rules when they had their zentai play time. They didn't want to be themselves when they were wearing their suits, instead they wanted to be featureless creatures that only served to pleasure themselves with one another. As Kevin thought about it he realized it was a lot like those they saw in the temple and he wondered if they had a similar reason for possibly doing so. Lorkos seemed to sense his partner drifting off and brought him back to the present with a surge of pleasure from a particularly long and sensual slide that started at his crotch and went all the way up his legs before heading back down while also reaching around and grabbing his rear.

The two continued like this for a while, enjoying their smooth bodies rubbing and rutting against one another, until finally with a little extra assistance from their hands rubbing fast against the spandex that covered their sensitive flesh they came. Though they generally tried not to do that neither could help themselves, the time they spent together seemed to grow their horniness, not slake it like it usually did. Though they discussed having to clean their suits now as soon as possible neither one moved, Lorkos instead wrapping his lycra-covered leg around the body of the other male before nuzzling Kevin. For the first time since they got to the desert they fell asleep just how they both liked it, covered in spandex and in each other's arms...

When Kevin awoke again he found himself alone, slowly getting up from the bed and looking around to see that Lorkos wasn't there. As he started to move around he immediately began to suspect something strange was going on; though the spandex was still on his entire body he could see like it wasn't covering his eyes as he stood up. There was also a strange hum that seemed to fill the air and as he made his way to the door that noise sounded to him like people were singing or changing in a low tune. It was either too hard to make out what they were saying or they were speaking in some different language that he couldn't understand. What unnerved him more was that when he tried to look outside of the windows in the mobile camping unit all he could see was darkness, like the entire desert had been pulled into the middle of a storm or something.

The spandex scale hand hovered for a second over the knob of the door, then resolutely turned and opened it to see what was going on outside. What he saw caused him to gasp; somehow the entire vehicle had transported itself to what looked like the hall of a huge temple, stone walls and pillars with intricate engravings that were lit up with torches that bathed everything in a warm light. What really got Kevin's attention however were the dozen or so male figures that were standing in the room, four of them donning armor over the patterned or solid spandex while the other eight seemed to bow down to a throne in reverence with their featureless forms.

Despite the surreal nature of the situation Kevin found himself starting to move forward, putting one spandex-clad foot in front of the other as he left the relative safety of the vehicle and began to move forward. "Come, my child," a booming voice said that caused him to recoil slightly as the chanting grew slightly louder. "Do not be afraid, this is where you belong. Come forth and receive my blessing."

Kevin tried to speak but found that even though he wanted to no sound came out of his mouth. The faceless heads of the warriors and servants in the temple all turned to watch him as he continued to move forward, the intense anxiety he was feeling slowly ebbing away as he began to walk up the steps to the platform that contained the throne he had seen. He hadn't realized how high up the lip was until he got halfway up his climb before he could see over it. When he did he saw a huge, muscular bull creature covered in black spandex with glowing yellow eyes watching him.

"I can sense your trepidation," even though the bull didn't move his mouth Kevin knew that he was the one speaking to him. "Let yourself go, you know that this is what you wanted all along. At least that's what your friend thinks..."

The zentai snake-suited male's gaze drifted down towards the bull's groin, the massive lycra shaft throbbing as another one of his servants was there nuzzling and stroking it. As Kevin looked at the one that was doing so he instinctively realized that the one that was doing so was Lorkos, but given the nature of the creature his more rational mind believed such a thing was impossible. Lorkos' body had animalistic features in his zentai such as a tail and ears and instead of a flat human face it sported a muzzle that looked only vaguely canine in nature that he used to rub up and down the bull's shaft. Even though it looked nothing like him deep down he knew he was staring at his friend, but suddenly something else grabbed his attention as he recognized that he had been walking towards the two the entire time.

At the point Kevin grasped this knowledge he was close enough to that smooth shaft that he could touch it, feeling his hand reaching out to do so. It felt so... natural, like this was what he had been born to do all along. In the background the chanting of those that were below continued to intensify as he felt himself move forward once more before hesitating. It was the slightest spark of rebellion in him but it caused him to pull back and look down at the floor. That was when he heard the bull once more, but instead of the rebuke or shouting that he would have expected it was instead a low chuckle.

"A little bit more stubbornness in this one," the creature said as his hand went down to rub the head of the spandex wolf still tending to his groin. "No matter, soon you will see the truth and fall into my embrace just like this one, and then you'll be moaning out my name."

Kevin just shook his head when he tried to back away, only to once more find himself drawn to that godly member like a moth to the flame. How fast was Lorkos to fawn over the more powerful male, he wondered to himself as he still felt his hands wanting to go up to stroke the spandex cock with his friend, or until he said the creature's name. It was at that point that he realized that he didn't even know what the name was of the creature that was standing in front of him. There were no records of what they called their deity in the logs because none of the zentai warriors ever spoke, not even a cry of battle.

As though the lycra bull man seemed to sense his thoughts he leaned down until his muzzle was only a few inches from Kevin's face, his maw moving as the human saw a spandex tongue and teeth inside of it. "No wonder you haven't connected to me like he has," the creature mused as he sat back on his throne. "Before you can call me master you need to call me by my name, otherwise we can't establish a formal connection to one another. Don't worry though, I can still sense the lust inside you and it won't be long before you'll be begging to know what it is so that you can take your place here right in between my legs..."