First, this is a story about young men. It may contain graphic descriptions of people, sexual acts and other things that some people may find distasteful or unpleasant. While some of the characters in this story may appear to be under the age of 18 years old, they are not and a complete reading of the story will reveal that fact.
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While I do not discuss the use of condoms in this or any of my stories, I write science fiction and social diseases simply do not exist in my stories and the worlds about which I write. However, they exist in real life and unprotected sex is a real danger. If you are old enough you know people who have HIV and AIDS. I unfortunately I know many people who have died from it. I don't want you to become a statistic and catch a completely preventable disease.
I have written other books that have been published and are adult gay sex novels. They are for sale on Amazon.com under the pen name of Ainsley. The title is the "Space Adventure of Alex." It is a science fiction story that takes place 500 years in the future. It is filled with sex and love. The most important of which is love. However, like any good story, I like to get the characters, the setting and other things out into the open before I ever get to the sex. This first chapter does not contain any sex in my opinion.
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CHAPTER 2
When I awoke, Mikal was holding me and my back was toward him. I felt as if I had slept for a week. I felt really good, but a little confused mentally. As soon as I began to move around, Mikal opened his eyes and spoke to me. "Did you sleep well my prince?"
"I am no prince, but I slept like a king. Is it morning now? I have lost all sense of day and night. Is it always day here and are these caves always lit? Yet as I was falling asleep, I seem to remember the light dimming and going out."
"The lights go on and off depending on whether you are up and about or if you are sleeping. Actually, it has been three days that you have been sleeping." I was shocked. "Do not fret my love. You needed your rest and to have time for your body to recover. Also I spoke to you during your resting period at times and tried to teach you things about where you are living. Now I will take you into the kitchen and teach you how to prepare your food and show you what we have to eat. The room was a very comfortable temperature. Mikal handed me something and he said I could wear it to cover my lower body. I was uncertain on how to put it on and he grabbed another one and held it up and then stepped into it. It came to his waist and covered his body about half the way to his knees. It was loose fitting on his legs and gripped him around his waist. I sat up and then stood up and stepped into the garment he had handed me. I almost lost my balance and he steadied me. I felt stronger today, but he insisted that I continue to use the chair again today. He said that I would have my exercise period again later and he wanted me strong for then. He pushed me into the food preparation area. He showed me the doors on cabinets that he called the cold storage. He opened the door and I felt the cold air coming from inside. He took out some eggs and some other things. He then opened another door next to it and he called it the frozen section. He took out something and it was solid and hard. He placed it in a small box and the box hummed. It did not take very long and then in just a little bit of time he pulled out some hot food. I could smell it from where I was sitting.
He said that while the box could cook all our food, he preferred that taste of food prepared the old fashioned way. He took out a flat thing with sides and then set it on a counter. He also took out a piece of cloth that was heavier and put in on. It only covered his front. "Got to be careful of splatters. I know it is not the most efficient way to cook food, but I think the taste is better." With that he touched some spots and he broke the eggs into the flat thing and he took other knives with things on the end and began to do things in the pan. He took some of the stuff from the ice box and placed them in a small box and the slices of what looked like bread disappeared into the box. When they reappeared, he took them, all four of them, and put them on two flat things to eat off of. He spread something on the bread and then put the cooked eggs on the two plates and also placed the cooked things from earlier. He pushed me over to a table and then returned with our food. He set the plate before me and showed me how to use the thing he called a fork. I knew what a knife was.
He explained that the eggs were fried and that the bread had butter on it and he handed me something he called jam. He said it was like honey, but was made with like honey and fruit and tasted of the fruit. The stuff that had been hard and frozen he said was sausage. It was the meat from the boars that had been ground up and he had cooked it. I told him that boar meat was dangerous as it could make people sick. He said he knew that, but that this was good meat. The thing that made people sick was little worms that lived in the boars and only cooking it very well would kill the worms. However, he said that these boars did not have the worms and he had cooked the meat well anyway. He then went to the cold box again and got out some liquid and poured each of us some in a clear cup. He set it before me and told me it was milk from a cow. When cows give milk it is warm and does not taste this good. He explained that it was cold to keep it fresh. That way it could be in the cold box for many days and be good to drink all during that time. I was learning new things all the time. The taste of all the different foods was incredible. The bread was soft and delicious and yet he had warmed it so it was a little stiff, but not stale. The butter gave it a wonderful flavor and the stick honey like stuff tasted like it had strawberries in it. I ate my breakfast and realized it was another meal fit for a king or queen. Surely these people were wealthy beyond belief and so kind to me.
After breakfast as he called it, Mikal pushed my chair to the bathing room. He told me I had to learn how to use the rest of the bathroom. He had me stand up and then turn and sit on a funny looking thing. Before he would let me sit he had me pull down the shorts that stayed around my waist. He said that here I could get rid of my body water and I could also push out any waste I had inside of me. He sat there as I strained and also made water in the bowl below me. When after a long time I felt something moving inside of me I tried to squeeze it out of me. I finally did so and immediately I felt relieved. He asked me if I was finished and I nodded my head up and down. He showed me where there was this very thing cloth that tore easily. It was on a roll. I mean by that it was one long piece of cloth that someone had started at one end and formed a roll so that all you had to do was to pull off a certain length and tear it off. Then you could fold it over once of twice and you were supposed to use it to wipe your bottom and your hole. Mikal told me not to be scared and he pressed some area of the surface next to me. Immediately warm water began spraying my hole. Praise the gods did that feel good. I then used the cloth that tore easily to wipe my hole and make sure that everything was clean and dry. He told me that anytime I needed to eliminate solid or liquid waste I could come here and sit here and get rid of the waste. Mikal helped me back into my chair and as I stood up I pulled my shorts back up covering myself. I asked him who emptied the pot I was sitting on. I didn't want someone to have to clean up after me. I probably smelled bad and It was something I would have to learn to do for myself. He pushed another spot on the surface nest to the big pot I had sat on and I heard a noise and water flowed into the pot and I saw it push the liquid and the solid stuff that had come out of me down some hole in the ground if guess. What will they think of next?
It was after breakfast that Mikal moved my chair over to a table and set me in front of a flat piece of what looked like stone with another flat thing in front of it. "This is going to perhaps frighten you and scare you. This flat surface is a screen. It will show you pictures and explain things to you. I will be here and you need not be frightened. This will help you to learn much faster than I could teach you." I looked worried.
"I wanted you to be my teacher."
"I am your teacher and I will teach you. Think of this machine as a magic box that lets me put pictures of things before you to show you places and things that I can only tell you about. I will be your teacher and I will help you with the machine. However, remember yesterday?" I nodded my head up and down to mean yes. "I put you on that walking machine because it was faster and easier than for me to hold you up and help you walk that much. It really helped you; didn't it?" I knew he was correct. "This magic box is not really magic, but it is here to help me help you. I will be by your side the entire time. Later, when you want to use the machine without me you can. I will teach you how to turn it on and off on your own. Mikal touched a spot and instantly the flat rock had pictures on it. He spoke to it and he introduced me to it. He called it Mack. I asked him why. "I guess it is short for machine. I needed a name for it so I called it Mack. It sounded better than a long name or something that would be difficult for you to say at first. Sometimes I call it Beauregard when I get mad at it. You see, it is a machine and it does exactly what you tell it to do and not always what you want it to do. That is the problem with machines they are too literal." That was fine I thought. I hadn't the slightest idea what Mikal was trying to tell me. I looked up at him and he said, "Sorry. I realize that you do not know what I just ranted and raved about. Just think that this machine will teach you how to read and write your language and several other languages. You will pick up others as you go along. Over the years you will learn new ones as they emerge."
Mikal spent the rest of the morning introducing me to the machine and getting the machine to recognize me. He did all of this by talking to the machine. He instructed Mack how to recognize me. He could sense my fingers and tell that they were mine. He could look at my face and my eyes and Mikal instructed Mack to follow my orders and his and to take instructions from only us. I had placed my hands on the flat surface before me. That surface was lower around my waist level. The thing he called a screen with pictures was higher. Mack also had a voice and talked to me. Mikal said that the box was magic. Mack showed me pictures of things called letters and how to make them. He also told me their names and then he moved on to numbers. I thought that I was smart as I could count to twenty. Who had more than twenty sheep or twenty of anything? I quickly forgot about Mikal and he walked over to another part of the room and watched me. I realized that this was fun. Mack said he wanted to play a game. He told me there was a pair of gloves that I could put my hands into and then we could play a game. I found them in a place that pulled out a box under the top of the table. It was cleverly hidden away, but attached to the table. What will they think of next? Mikal came over and showed me how to put on the things called gloves. Mack had me move each finger separately while not trying to move the other fingers. Soon I got the idea and started to get pretty good. The games started out as being simple. I was to touch a spot that glowed on the flat surface before me. I didn't touch the screen, but other surfaces. I had to use certain fingers and then Mack changed it around. He taught me colors and then other things. I learned the names of things fast this way because I was trying to beat Mack at his own game. Before I knew it Mikal came over and said I needed to take a break. He told Mack that I could play with him a little a little later after we had lunch and then went for my exercise.
Mikal pushed me over to the table and he had what he called a sandwich for each of us to eat. This time he had meat between two slices of bread. This bread was darker and tastier. It had a bold flavor. The bread for breakfast was good, but all white and really sweet tasting. He called this rye bread. He had what he called pickled meat, I think he said it was called pastrami or something like that. It tasted wonderful. He had white stuff and yellow stuff that he put on the bread to make it even tastier. He also gave me a pickle. I had never seen one of them before. It looked like a long thing that I had seen growing on some vines, but it was sour and tart. I do not know why, but I loved the taste. This time we did not drink any milk. We drank something he called a cola. It had bubbles in it and it tickled my nose. He gave me some funny looking things and he said that they were made from roots that grew in the ground, were cleaned and sliced, and then fried in oil. They were simply referred to as chips. It was so good that I ate like I had not eaten in days.
Surely I was living like a king. I had died and gone to my reward to be treated like this. I was still naked and I had a pretty naked boy to look at during lunch. After lunch, Mikal pushed my chair to the exercise room. This time I could get up on my own. Mikal told me I was getting stronger and would probably not need the moving chair after tomorrow or the next day. It was totally up to me. He had me get between the wooden bars and he started the walking machine for me. He set it so that I could vary my own pace and if I speed up, so did the machine and when I slowed down, so did the machine. I did not know how it did that, but it worked. I could stay on the machine for a long time. Mikal had to tell me it was enough. I was feeling much stronger. "I can see that you are ready for the next fun game. How good is your balance?" He smiled at me.
"I can walk across any fallen tree and not fall off. I am about as good as they come." I had pride in my abilities. Mikal led me to a piece of wood that was on the floor and about as wide as my hand and as long as the height of three of four people. It was not high off the ground. It was about four or five fingers higher than the ground. He had me walk the length of the board several times. I did it perfectly. Mikal put his hands together and made a noise several times.
"That's called clapping. You do it when you are telling someone that you think what they did was good and it pleases you."
"I think I understand." He then lead me over to another machine that was very strange. He said the it was a special bicycle. I asked him what a bicycle was. He said it was a machine for getting from one place to another on wheels. I looked at it and said that it would not be good because you probably needed a smooth surface to ride it on. He agreed, but said that one day there would be lots of smooth surfaces on the Earth to ride a bicycle on. He said that this bicycle was special because it had wheels on the side so that I could learn to balance myself without the bike falling over.
"We will have you try the bicycle in the future along with other forms of physical exercise." I guess I looked a little disappointed. "I do not want you to over exercise today. Your balance is good, but riding a bicycle is an acquired skill and I don't think you are just ready for it today. Perhaps in just a few days you will be ready. I have other treats I will show you too. I want to teach you how to sail a boat, roller skate and do lots of things. For now please be patient." He looked to me for reassurance that I would not press him.
"I promise I will learn to not push you."
"In return, I promise to be there to pick you up when you fall down." He smiled and I could not help not liking Mikal a lot. He had me remove my garment and he shed his at the same time. He pushed me over to the pond and he asked me if I could swim. I told him that in the river I could always reach the bottom and asked him what swimming was. He told me to sit back down and he wheeled me to another spot by the pond. He said the water was not as deep here. He helped me up and we both walked down some steps under the water and entered the pond. We must have played in the water for most of the afternoon. He then showed me how he could swim from one side of the pond to the other. I tried, but could not really do it. He said he would teach me and that it was not hard, just another skill to learn with practice. I realized I was tired and when I went to get out, Mikal had to help me climb the steps and hold me up as I went to get into my moving chair. I was beginning to get very tired and weak. I did not know how heavy my body was when I got out of the water.
He then pushed me into the food preparation area and he opened the very cold box and took something out. He opened the flexible package and took out our supper. I saw him place it on a large flat surface and then he put that into another box. He turned to me and said dinner would be ready in about fifteen minutes. I asked him what a minute was. He said not a very long amount of time. He wheeled me over to the table and poured us each a large glass of milk and got us some pieces of cloth that he said we could use to wipe our hands if they got dirty. I asked if we were going to use the knives and forks for dinner and he smiled. "Not tonight. We have a special treat. I am making for us a flat piece of bread on which I have placed lots of little pieces of several different kinds of meat and also some pieces of plants and things that taste good."
"Everything that you fix tastes good to me. You gods live well." I looked up and smiled at him. He smiled back and that made me happy.
"Tonight we are going to talk about that. I need you to know that we are not gods. However, for some reason I just don't think that you will take my word for it. Perhaps you will not believe anything I tell you no matter what happens. For your shake, I hope not." With that rather cryptic remark he got up and came back carrying a large stone using some heavy gloves on his hands. He set his stone down on some other stones or tiles on the table. He cautioned me not to touch the stone as it was very hot. He said the pizza was already sliced and he pulled apart a slice for me and handed it to me on my plate. All this was so new to me. I could see the smoke coming up from the flat bread and I smelled it. I could not wait to eat it as it seemed so good. He said it would cool in just a minute. I looked and him and said I know it was just a short period of time, right. He laughed and I knew that I had pleased him.
It did not take long and he said it should be cool enough to eat. I reached to my plate and did not know how to pick it up. I looked over and Mikal had placed his hand under the slice and lifted it to his mouth. He put the pointed end in his mouth and he took a bite of it. I did the same and I now knew that I was in heaven. The taste was even better than the taste of the sandwich we had for lunch. I ate that slice and then got another one and then another one. I drank the milk to help me swallow it and Mikal had to remind me to chew my food before I tried to swallow it. He said that I could have all I wanted and not to rush. The food would not get up and run away. After dinner he handed me a hot wet piece of cloth and said I should wipe my hands on it and all of the sticky stuff and dirt would come off my hands.
I was tired and told mikal. He pushed my chair into the sleeping room and then into the bathing room. He helped me to sit on the large pot again and I eliminated again into the pot. This time when I was ready he showed me how to push certain areas and the water cleaned me and I took some of the cloth and wiped myself. I also brushed my teeth and cleaned my mouth. Mikal did him as soon as I was finished cleaning mine. He had a small stick just for him in there too. He showed me that I had the red one and he had the orange stick. I will not bore you with telling you about every time I used the large pot and how delighted I was that I did not have to empty the pot.
Mikal then pushed my moving chair back into the sleeping room and helped me into the bed. When I had gotten comfortable in the bed he asked me if I wanted to take off my shorts. I looked at him funny and he took off the covering he was wearing on his lower body. I wanted to be naked with him too. I pushed off my shorts as he called them and handed them to him. He tossed them aside and crawled into the bed with me. I was no longer ashamed to hide my hardness from him. He was a beautiful boy and I think he was all mine. Before he could say anything I started talking. "You said you would not talk about what you saw me doing when I was watching the other boys." He smiled. He had not mentioned it either. "I want to tell you about that now." I looked in his eyes for a sign. A sign, any sign that he wanted to talk about it too. I was disappointed that I could not detect one. I continued anyway. "I would like to tell you about it. I want you to know that I when we were younger all the boys did that together. It was fun and it felt good. Later the boys got the girls to do it for them." He looked up at me again, but did not say anything. "I tried and several of the girls liked doing it for me. They played with me and made it hard and rubbed me so that my seed would sprit out and they could play with it. It felt good to me, but I soon realized that I wanted their brothers and other young men to do it for me. I wanted to do it for the other young men too." I looked down and felt ashamed of my confession. I felt as if my entire village now knew and I might be spoiling my chance for my eternity with these gods here for telling them. I thought about it and Mikal said he already knew. What he didn't know was that I wanted to do it with him. I wanted to do it right now and all the time with mikal. If we lived together we could do it several times a day and I would be happy for the rest of eternity. I almost said for the rest of my life, but I realized that my life was over and I was already in that good place. I just didn't want to get sent away from here. I liked it here. I was living with gods and being treated like a king. Why would I ever want to leave? I was not getting anywhere. I turned away from Mikal.
"Please don't be made at me." Mikal was telling me. "It must be hard for you to tell me this. I think I know what you want to tell me." I looked at him rather surprised. "You want to share your body with me and have me rub you and make you feel good." He had guessed my dark secret. "I want the same thing from you, Adem. I want to be with you forever if you want me."
"Of course I want you. I just thought you might send me away if you knew how I felt." He reached over and hugged me and his hand reached down and felt between my legs. However, it was no good because my man root had grown and was no longer between my legs. It lay against my belly and was leaking some sticky fluid. He leaned over and kissed me on my lips. I melted into his arms. I told him that I loved him and wanted us to be happy together. I reached over and as he held my man root I held his. He was hard too and also leaking some fluid from the end. We held each other and with one hand we rubbed each other. All to soon we each discharged some of our seeds into the hands of the other. Mikal reached over and got a cloth and wiped up our hands. We kissed again and then fell asleep in each other's arms. This was the evening and the morning of the second day in the dwelling of gods and it was good.
When I awoke the next day we were still together, but now I was holding Mikal. We had moved around some and now his back was toward me. I really enjoyed this position and lay here thinking about how lucky I am to be living with this god or god's servant. I was happy with my teacher and I believed that he was happy with me. As I moved around some I felt him stir and he turned to face me. I held his firm and wonderfully soft body close to mine. I was again hard and pleased to be with him. "Adem. This is going to be difficult for me to discuss with you. I need you to listen carefully and try not to interrupt me until I finish telling you as much as I think you can understand right now." I was worried again. I know now that he is going to tell me that the village he comes from does not approve two men doing this. I know he is unhappy and sad about what we did before we went to sleep. He has had all night to think about it and my heart is now broken that he regrets our fun. I wonder what I will do now. Will I have the gods banish me from this wondrous dwelling and will my name become a curse upon his lips. I was about to cry, something I had not done in years. It was then that he touched my face and brought his lips to mine and we kissed. My fears and troubles melted away and floated away in an imaginary breeze. The afterlife was good again for me.
"I need you to listen to me carefully. I assume that I make you happy." I thought, how could he question that. "I need you to understand that I will be by your side from now on forever." With that remark I pulled his face to mine and I kissed him and gently pushed my tongue into his mouth and felt inside of him for the first time. Now I knew this was the afterlife because there was nothing more pleasant and pleasing that this moment right now. This was what all of life should be like forever. I would hold this moment for all eternity if possible. I know that these words are words that I learned later to describe things and all of this diary is being written many, many years later. Yet I still remember the very things I saw and felt from that long time ago. I just now had the words and abilities to describe it. It did not make sense to me back then like it all does now, but I did not care. Like a child who eats his fill of something until he becomes sick from overeating, I could not help myself. When the village has a good hunt and there is meat for all to eat as much as they want, then sometimes you can not resist eating more than is good for you. I drank in my fill of his love that was pouring from Mikal. I drank it from him until I was sick of it and still I wanted more of his love. I ran my hand over his body and held him to me and began to cry out loud.
"Now I have said something that has upset you. I am sorry."
"No. I am crying because I am so happy. You said that you would be by my side for now and forever. I never want you to leave me. This makes me the happiest person in all our village. It makes me the happiest person in all the villages that there ever are anywhere." He looked me in my eyes and held his face next to mine. "Mikal. I love you."
"I will never leave you, Adem. But what you are telling me just makes this harder to tell you."
"No, it does not. You can tell me anything as long as you will always be with me. Just don't tell me that you didn't enjoy what we did last night before we fell asleep. Never tell me that and I will be happy forever." I was afraid he would never leave me, but that he would not want to do again like we did last night.
"We can be together through all eternity. For what ever you want to call it and however it seems to be, I love you too." When Mikal told me those words I understood how the young men of my village could fall in love with a young girl so fast and how they could decide to be with them so quickly. When it happens, it just happens. I am dead and this after life with the gods is much better than my life when I was living. What could be making my lover so upset. "I need to explain some things to you so that you will understand that I do love you as best as I can. You see, when you woke up you were told that you had been asleep for about four moons. Actually, you were asleep for about four of your seasons. You have not lived 14 and some seasons. You have live more than 18 seasons." I heard what Mikal was saying, but it did not make sense. I looked at my body and it did not look like I had lived another 4 seasons. I did not feel older and I felt wonderful. I had seen my reflection in the water and I looked the same as I did a few days ago before I ever met the boar and was injured. "We had to keep you asleep while we first repaired your body. Then we had to keep you asleep while we trained your body how to hear itself in the future. Next we changed the very things that made up your body on the tiniest level so that your body would be perfect in every way. Actually, we made your body more than perfect. You will grow and age to an approximate age of 25 seasons and become a beautiful young man. We taught your body how to maintain that state and never grow any older. We also grew into your skin some technology that will protect you from harm. You will never know it is there unless you need is to save your life." None of this made any sense, but I did not care.
"Do you love me and will you live with me for all eternity?" He shook his head yes and held me. "Can we do what we did last night and give each other pleasure again and again?" He whispered yes into my ear. "Then I do not care about anything else and whatever it is we will face it together. As long as you are by my side, we can be happy and the rest of the world does not matter."
"Oh. The world matters Adem. It matters more than you think, but we will be together for as long as you want me. I will never leave you. But first, I must teach you many things and that will take many seasons to fully train you. Just as it took many seasons to teach and train your body to care for you forever and to constantly regenerate, it will take many seasons to develop the mind you had naturally and which was enhanced while you slept." I began to get a little worried.
"Did you change me?"
"Well, yes we did. We did not change you to make you something different: we merely made you the best of what you already were. We made it easier for you to use the abilities that you had and to make sure that there were no physical limitations on your own natural abilities." I listened intently.
"That doesn't seem to make sense."
"Think of it this way. If you have a little broke flowing into a larger stream, you can remove the stones in the little broke and allow it to flow easier and faster into the stream. We did that with your body. Remember that scar you had on your left leg where you fell down while playing with the young men. I healed, but it left a mark on your leg."
"So what? It does not bother me and I can still run as fast as I could before I had that fall."
"Yes, but look at that mark on your leg." I looked down and noticed that I could barely see it. If I had not know where it was and been used to running my hands over it from time to time and feeling the bumps in the skin, I would have sworn that I was looking at the wrong leg or another leg that had not been injured. "We taught your body to heal itself. With more time, the mark and the scar tissue will completely disappear. Your body will never develop genetic diseases or problems. We have taught your immune system to recognize all foreign invaders and to defend your body against them. There is no virus, bacteria or any external life or reproductive code that can fool your body." It was obvious that I did not understand any of the words that he used. He looked at me and started to explain. "Bacteria are very, very small bugs that can make you sick. Viruses are even smaller things that act like they are alive and can make you sick. Codes are even smaller things that can integrate with your body and become a part of it and then tell your body wrong things that make it sick. You might think of them as bits of things even smaller than viruses."
"If you say so, then I believe you." I held him to me and kissed him again. "As long as we can be together, I will believe and do whatever you want of me. You are all I need and what to know, but I will learn about all the rest if it pleases you."
"I guess you are right. It is all you need to know right now and it would pleas me greatly for you to learn all about this." We kissed again and then he shocked me. "We can do what we did last night again and I can also show you more wondrous things we can do together." He bent his head down and touched this tongue to my breast and licked it. He sucked first one and then the other. I never knew that my breast would be as sensitive as a woman's breast. I now know why a woman feeds her child from her breast. It is such a good feeling to have someone you love to touch and suckle at your breast. I only regretted that I had no milk to give Mikal. He then nibbled at my ear as if he was going to eat it. I could feel the sound of his teeth and lips on my ear. I was experiencing love for the first time in my life or afterlife and I wanted all I could get. I guess I loved love. I know of no other way to say it and express my feelings at the moment. Mikal moved his lips all over my head and neck and brought me to unknown pleasurable places. He gave me feelings that I never knew existed and perhaps did not when I was alive. I was enjoying this afterlife time. Everything seemed to be better than it was in life. The foods tasted better, my body sensed things better and I could finally experience love and know what a powerful force it really was. Perhaps it is as strong as the forces that make the rain flow and the grasses grow. I felt that it could be as powerful as any rock falling down a hill or the fire that burns in the sky, just only strong between the two people. Love could not move rocks or make it rain, but it could move people when they would not want to move. I would do anything for Mikal. I will follow him for the rest of my afterlife. I told him this and he laughed.
"This is your life, not your afterlife. You are alive and well. You did not die: we saved you." I looked puzzled.
"You said my father found my body and buried me. He could not do that unless I was dead. You have wonderful things here that only gods have. You do things that only gods can do. You are gods and I am your servant." He took my head with his hands and kissed me again. He held me as he spoke to me.
"I love you and will stay with you until the end of time, but this is not the end of time. Your father found a body we had put there of another unfortunate young man who had died nearby. The body was so badly mangled and destroyed your family could not tell the difference. You are very much alive. To prove it, just bite your hand. Do you not feel pain." I bit my hand and it hurt. "I want you to love me, but I will not deceive you to get your love." With that remark he reached down and grabbed me and I was again reminded that I could feel pleasure that I had only dreamed of before. Mikal quickly caused me to hold his head as he rubbed me and I stuck my tongue in his mouth and then made a rather sticky mess in his hands. He brought them to my face and I looked at what I had done. I smiled. Mikal then began to lick my seeds that clung to his hands and smiled at me. I reached down and began to rub him. His mouth opened as he experienced pleasure at my actions and I knew that I wanted to do this and please him any time he wanted it for every day and night we would have together. I would do it as many times a day as he wanted me to. We lived here alone and could be together whenever we wanted to be together.
As I brought him to his discharge point I thought that I could leave here and go and hunt for our food when we had used it all up. I would make certain that always had enough to eat. That big box in our food preparation area would run out of food in a few days. I could teach Mikal to hunt and perhaps there are some fish that live in the stream where they got the water for the big pond in our exercise room. I had learned new and big words for the wondrous things I was learning about and seeing for the first time. When he was near to giving me his seeds I could tell. I brought my other hand to join my first hand. He reached out and grabbed my head and kissed me as I felt him jerk and move about as he gave me his seeds. When it was over, he gasped for breath. I brought my hands to my face as he had done and licked my hands clean of his seeds. I had eaten the seeds of my love and eaten the love he had given me. We had both done this for each other. Something I never though I would do for another boy or man. We were bonded to each other through eating the seeds of the other. Even the gods must now recognize our bond. He looked up at me and spoke.
"You consumed my discharge. You must have feelings for me. I hope you enjoyed it as much as I did." I shook my head up and down again. "Today we are going to spend most of the day learning on the machine at the desk. If you will allow me to talk to you I can put you under my power of suggestion and allow your mind to adsorb the information more easily."
"I am already under your power. You can talk to me any time you want. Just talk, I will listen." He laughed at me and smiled at the same time. We got up and we each put on other shorts as he called them that he got from another box in the sleeping room. The ones we wore today were brightly colored and a pretty red color. They were soft and comfortable and fit our bodies. We both wore the same size shorts as he called them. We did not need anything to cover the upper part of our bodies as the rooms were warm enough. He gave me something he called slip ons for my feet he had a pair for himself. They kept our feet from getting dirty on the floors and from us slipping on the wet floor around the pond. He wheeled me over to the table in the other room. I remembered enough to say hello to Mack and he greeted me back.
Mikal had me look at him in the face and said he was going to speak to me and give me a light trance. Actually, I think he said put me under a light trance. However, I did not see anything that he put me under: he just spoke to me. I remember what he said. He told me that I would hear only the sound of his voice and I would feel sleepy and then I would find it easy to listen to Mack and I would remember all that Mack tells me. Mack was going to be my teacher. He would tell me all kinds of things about the world and how things worked. I said okay and then Mack began to show me pictures of animals, places and all sorts of plants and different object. I remember that Mikal got up and went into the food preparation area. I continued to look at Mack's pictures that he showed me. Some time later Mikal asked if we could take a break. Mikal pushed my chair over to the eating table and set before me a bowl of something. He poured milk over it and handed me a spoon. He told me to try it and see if I liked it. I got the little things in the milk on my spoon and put them in my mouth. Again, the food of gods filled my mouth with flavors that I had never before experienced. To the side he placed two eggs that he had fixed. I was told to use my fork to eat the eggs. I had some funny looking stuff in a glass to drink. It was not much, but it was a bright color that was of the same shade as some of the flowers or the color of some leaves that turned colors before they fell off the trees. He called it orange and he said it was the juice of an orange. Funny, I did not know that colors had juices. I guess that here all things were possible. I wondered what red tasted like. I don't thing that I wanted to taste black or brown. I would have to see what Mikal told me to do. If he tasted them, then I would.
After eating I went back to Mack and he talked to me and showed me pictures for the rest of the day. I learned lots of things that day. I learned how to tell time and the names of lots of things that I had not known before. I saw things that I would not have believed existed except that Mack showed me pictures of them. On and on he talked to me. Now I understood why Mikal could not teach me this kind of stuff. It was so easy when Mack had the picture of anything and if I asked a question he could show something to me closer and even turn the picture. For some things he had me put on a pair of what he called glasses and told me that they would cover my eyes completely and that no light would come in except from where he made it. Once I got used to them he told me I would use them almost all the time in the future. I really liked them. They shut out the room I was in and I could see everything with them. The pictures that Mack showed me were not flat anymore. The pictures filled the entire room that I could see. Mack had me put on the gloves first and he said that he would teach me how to moves my hands and fingers to tell him what I wanted him to do with the pictures. The gods had all the best things. I learned to point and to move fingers individually and not just as a fist or altogether. At some point I realized that I needed to make water and to use the big pot that Mikal had shown me how to use. I told this to Mack. He said it was perfectly normal and he stopped the pictures. I took off the glasses and called to Mikal. He was right there. Mack had told him that I needed to use the big pot. He asked me if I felt strong enough to get up and walk there. I told him of course I could. He held me hand and that made the trip to the big pot fun. He sat with me as I put my water into the other water already there and then strained to get rid of the dark smelly stuff from my hole. I know that animals do it in the field while everyone is watching, but I always went in the bushes and away from the village to do this. I did not like other people watching me. I also had to find leaves to wipe my hole with or it smelled bad and became sore. I know that it was just dirt that smelled bad. Even some of the dirt smelled like this when it had rained for a long time. I guess that is where dirt really came from. A lot of people and animals must have been making dirt for all the dirt that there was around the village. This must have been going on for more years than I could imagine and I think I could imagine a lot.
That evening after Mack had taught me more things Mikal and I exercised and I could walk very fast for what Mikal said was an hour. I felt really strong. I was getting better and only used my hands to steady myself a few times. The rest of the time I just held on to the long straight wooden branches very lightly in case I needed them. Then we went to the bathing area and we took a shower together. I had learned the proper name for that from Mack. This time the rope that spits water was left on its stand and sprayed water down on us like heavy rain. In the shower I gripped mikal and we embraced again. I think I was going to like shower time as much as bed time. We got ourselves wet all over and then he turned the water rope to where it was only spraying a very light mist in the air. He took the stuff he called soap and put it all over his hands and mine. He took his hands and then ran them all over my body. They glided over my body without any effort arousing feeling I had never known existed. Then I did the same to him. There was some place in the wall and I noticed where it was this time. He touched it and as long as he held his hand there, more soap flowed into his hands. He then put his hands on my head and worked the soap into my hair. I did the same to him. I liked doing things for Mikal: it made me feel special. He did almost everything for me and this was something I could do for him. Something he could do for himself, but that I felt would be nicer if I did it for him. I was right too. He smiled and told me how good my hands felt on him. He touched something and the water sprayed us all over and even came from the walls all around us.
When we were clean he touched the wall again and the spray became a mist once more. This time he took the soap and rubbed it all over my body again. He had me turn and move around and took his fingers and pressed hard into me in places and made my sore body feel good. He showed me how to do it to him and explained where to press. He called it a massage. It was easy to do when our bodies were covered with soap. He then reached down and rubbed me between my legs and I opened my legs to make it easier for him to give me pleasure. He took his hand and rubbed in my crack and took his fingers and moved them over and around my hole. He then tried to push one finger into my hole and I tensed up. It did not hurt yet, but while I liked him moving around my hole I could not imagine why he wanted to put his finger inside my hole. He looked up at me. "I know this feels strange to you right now. But if you will allow me to put my finger inside of you I promise I will not hurt you and I believe I can make it feel very nice for you. Just pretend that you are sitting on that big pot you use to eliminate your body waste and pretend that you are getting rid of waste now."
"I don't want to do that because maybe some will come out now. I don't want it in here with us."
"If it comes out, it will wash down the drain. You noticed that the water does not fill up this shower room. The water goes down the drains located in the floor."
"If you say so." With that I squeezed and I could feel his finger sliding into me a little. It did not feel bad, just strange. He moved it back and forth inside of me and it didn't feel bad. I loved the feeling of him just touching me and playing with me. He pushed his finger all the way inside of me and then I felt him touch a spot inside of me and my body must have jerked when he did it.
"You feel that. I know you did because you moved. Does it feel good?" I really didn't know. It felt different and strange. It did not hurt, but I wasn't sure it felt good. He then dropped down and was kneeling before me. He then guided my man root to his lips and sucked it into his mouth. I did not care what he did with my hole now. He could have put two fingers or even his foot up there. The feeling in my man root was beyond belief. I had never had this done to me before. This was powerful magic. Now I knew that he did this because he loved me. Who would ever think to put another man's man root in their mouth and move their lips and head up and down on it? This was amazing. He moved his finger inside of me again and now it was like his finger was touching the end of my man root that was inside of me and his mouth was at the other end. It was over as quickly as it began. I gave him my seed and he swallowed it all down. Suddenly I was weak. I could no longer stand up without his help. He moved me to the seat in the little room and the mist continued to fill the air. He took the water rope and turned it to a more powerful amount of water and he rinsed us both off. He then helped me to shift around and lifted one of my legs to get to my hole. He rinsed all of the soap off of it and held the water rope to my hole. This caused some of the water to go inside of me. I was able to open up my hole easier now and he said that he needed to rinse out all of the soap form inside of me. He cleaned both of us off and then put up the water rope.
Mikal helped me out and got me to the drying room. He leaned me against the wall standing up and closed the door. It only took a short time and I was dry. After he put me in my chair he stepped into the room and moments later he stepped out completely dry. He pushed me over to the bed and helped me to get in the bed. He got in with me and told me I was to relax and close my eyes. I did so and instantly I was asleep. Thus ended the third day of my afterlife. If they were all this pleasant, then being dead was going to be fun and eternity was going to be a nice place.
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