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This is the first gay story I have written. Just a dragon and a human getting together.

This story is based on perhaps, that Genetic Engineering was real in the times before the flood. And that man spliced human beings with animal DNA to create new lifeforms. Set in the near future, mankind managed to create Transhumans. Some of these are Centaurs (pronounced ken-TUARS), and some of these are human-animal hybrids called "furries." Others are only partly animal, resulting in "Cats" and "Silvas." At this time, man's greatest achievement is the Dragon-human Hybrid. Transhumanism also includes bio-cybernetics and biogenics, and it's not impossible to see cyborgs or trans-humans with altered organs.

It was the first day of his Freshman year. Kyle sighed. Another summer went and gone, too long for him. Entering Hunter High School for the first time was just strange. Especially when some of his class were something called Transhumans. Or as you would call them, furries. Kyle was significantly Christian, and his father and mother opposed Transhumanism. However, the experiments continued and while his parents went to a geneticist to have his body changed, they opposed it. So he was human. Pure human.

Around the halls were people who he had grown up with that were transhuman, part human part animal. He sighed, and went to his locker. He checked the combination, and wasn't looking where he was going in the barely lit hall. He soon ran into someone. "Ouch, oh sorry, I didn't think anyone was here," he said.

Kyle looked at the person he ran into. The boy was covered in green scales, and had a scaly tail erupt from his back side. He was leanly muscled, and he stood on digitigrade feet. He wore no shoes, but he had four clawed toes with a back claw providing more support. He wore very tight blue shorts made of lycra with a red stripe on the sides. He wore a tee-shirt that was also very tight. From his back erupted a pair of wings, and down his back and his tail ran a green fin. His neck was longer than a human's, but not by much. He had an Adam's apple, and a reptilian muzzle. He had ear fins, and above his ear fins were long tapered horns. His eyes had deep blue irises, and when he smiled he showed a row of teeth. His arms were also leanly muscled, his whole body looked like it was built for running. He had two hands that ended in four fingers and a thumb, all that have short claws.

"Hi there, call me John," he said, offering his hand to Kyle.

Kyle took his hand and shook it. "Hi there John, I'm sorry that I bumped into you."

"Oh, it's nothing," he said. "It looks like we are going to share a locker. Are you going to put your stuff away?"

Kyle nodded, and put his gym bag above, and his backpack he put on the right. John looked at the young human as he put his stuff away, seemingly evaluating him. "Well, what is your first class?" Kyle asked.

"English," John breathed. "Again, learning English. Say, it looks like you can do track and field, did you even think about joining the team?"

"No, not really," said Kyle.

"Well, lets see, hmmm, you can come to the tryouts after school. There's nothing wrong with track, right?"

"Well, I guess I could try out," said Kyle as John placed his backpack and gym bag in their locker.

"Good, you won't regret it," said John.

It was after school, and Kyle was walking towards the Gym to sign up for the Track and Field team. John was there, waiting for him before he entered. He patted him on the back. "Hey, Kyle, nice to see you here!"

"Uh, yeah," said Kyle. "Track and Field, this is the tryouts, right?"

"I'm hoping there is a little orientation, first time I tried out for a High School team!" John announced. "I'm only fifteen."

"Right," Kyle said as they entered the locker room. They were the first ones here, Kyle surmised. He picked a row of lockers and picked his lucky number, 115. He opened it and then opened his gym bag. John did the same, and he opened his gym bag too. John turned around and saw the freshman, for some reason he felt -- strange around this young man. Kyle proceeded to take off his shirt, and he was bare chested. John stared at his new friend as he placed his shirt into the locker. John took off his shirt and did the same, when he heard Kyle unlatch his pants and unzipped them. John turned around as Kyle stripped off his pants, roughly, and put his jeans in the locker. Kyle then took off his jockey underwear and socks and stood there naked. John looked at the naked boy and felt his heart pumping. Kyle then put on his Bike 10 jockstrap and with a loud snap, his jockstrap hugged his waist perfectly. Then Kyle put on his shorts and his tee-shirt.

Kyle turned around as other boys came into the locker room. "John, are you okay?" he asked.

"Uh, yes," John said, he nervously looked at the human's loins, and then turned away coyly, changing out of his clothes into his gym clothes. Blood flushed into his cheeks.

"I'm headed to outside the gym to meet our coach," said Kyle. "Are you coming?"

John fought hard, he fought hard to keep his cock in his slit, but it was extending. He was becoming errect. What is it about this human? "I'll be there."

After the orientation, both Kyle and John learned that the team is segregated not only by sex, but what type of transhuman you were. Centaurs would compete mainly against other Centaurs, for instance. But Kyle and John were grouped in the same tryouts. Their coach was a centaur, who wore only a shirt over his human torso. below, he had a horse's body and a horse's tail. He also had a beard. "Okay, we are going to try out the humans and transhumanoids first. Then the Centaurs and other hybrids. Humans and humanoids line up."

Kyle took his place, and John was beside him. The coach fired his gun and they were off. Kyle ran as fast as he could the one hundred meter dash. John ran also, and when they were finished, they were both panting and took drinks. "Good work everyone on the one hunded meter dash. I'll post who I think made it by time."

"Thanks coach," said Spencer, another human. He was a tall and lanky blonde boy, about six .

"Have a rest while I try out the centaurs," said the coach. The humans and transhuman humanoids sat on the bleachers, both panting. The transhuman humanoid team included seven humans, one dragon morph, a transhuman called a "cat", and a "Silva." The cat was more or less human, but had cat hair and cat eyes and cat-fangs or teeth and lacked a tail. The silva was also human, but he looked like a combination of a human and a gorilla, but much more human. He was stocky in build, with stronger muscles and his feet were flat but more planted on the ground. Like the feet of bigfoot.

Kyle then turned his attention to John, and got a good look at John's outfit. John, the dragon, was wearing a tanktop that was made of spandex. His shorts, were briefs really, that were a lot like a jockstrap, except the front was cut like briefs. The running briefs were also made of spandex. The back was cut like a jockstrap, which allowed his thick muscular tail to protrude. John looked at Kyle looking at him, and then turned away, trying to be manly. Kyle turned around and he got his wind back as he watched the centaurs race.

The centaurs were naked entirely. And they ran around the track in full gallop. Every muscle rippled underneith the skin. John didn't find the centaurs to be all that exciting and looked at Kyle. Kyle regained his composure, and he looked at his crotch. John suddenly wondered what it would be like to touch a human's cock, he wondered what it would look like, first of all. All of the anatomy books he looked at were of his own. After the Centaurs were finished, there was another round of tryouts that the humans had to do. The long jump.

A week after the tryouts, the prospective members of the team checked their status. Kyle was at the gym, examining the team roster to see if he made it or not. Before he could find out if he made it to the team, John said, "Hi, fancy meeting you here!"

"Oh, John, I was checking the team roster," Kyle said.

John examined the roster. "Well, it looks like you made it." John pointed to the roster. "Here, here's your name."

"Son-of-a-gun," Kyle said. "Well, I did."

"Yeah, and here's my name," said John. "Well, it looks like we don't have our first meeting until tomorrow, but I was wondering . . ."

Kyle turned to John. "Yes?"

"I was wondering if we could run together, in the park, after school?"

Kyle thought it over, going over his plans for that night. "Well, considering that I'm last on the list, I could use the practice. Alright, I don't have anything to do except for homework. Lets go running for an hour or two."

John's heart jumped. He'd never imagine Kyle would say yes. He felt his blood running to his cheeks as the embarrassment overcame him. But then, he thought if Kyle was up to running naked, he could see what a human cock would look like. Running naked, ah, he had never tried that before too. However, he wore such tight outfits, running naked might be a different but similar sensation.

Kyle stood there, just thinking about how he was going to call his mother to tell her that he had made the track team and has a running partner. Whats more, how was he going to explain that he had a draconic transhuman as a running partner.