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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 3
I awoke in what I guess was morning as I had lost all track of when the sun would rise and set. When you have light whenever you want it, it just does not matter what the sun does. I had not seen the sun since I died. I wanted to surprise Mikal when I woke up, but as soon as I began to move he was awake too. He turned to me and we kissed. I remembered that I was in love and felt wonderful all over again as if I had just realized that I was in love. He felt wonderful in my arms too. I reached down and felt the size of his man root. He was as hard as I was and I wanted to please him like he pleased me yesterday in the little shower room I started to lower my head to him and he stopped me. "What is the matter Mikal? Do you not want me to give you pleasure and happiness as you gave me yesterday?" He pulled me up to face him.
"Yes. I do. But when we make love it will not be quickly in the bed like this, it will be when you are really ready and healthy and I can show you how two men can give pleasure to each other in many ways. For now, I am content to hold you and for me to induce your orgasms." I had a funny look on my face as I didn't really understand the words he was using. He could tell and then he smiled at me. "I will show you how to please me and I will show you what I like. For now I will please you and let you give me your seeds."
"How long must I wait to taste you and give you pleasure?"
"Not long because you are healing rapidly. And not long because I will be ready for you very soon." He kissed me and my hands, went to his man root and he let me rub him to give him happiness. He gave me lots of his seeds in my hands. As I started to lick my hands clean, he grabbed them and we shared his seeds for our morning food. We got up and he had me wash our hands and put on a different pair of shorts. Today the color was blue. They do not wear the same clothes two days in a row here. He told me where to put my clothes and said they would be gathered up and washed and replaced in the boxes where the others were kept.
"They are fine. They are not even dirty and we can wear them for many days before they need to be cleaned. I do not want to put your servants through any trouble washing clothes that are clean and can be worn many times before they must be washed in water."
"I am teaching you to be clean, neat and healthy. Here and for the rest of your life, you will learn the proper rules and procedures to keep yourself clean and not to get parasites or other problems." Again I looked at him funny. Always explaining things that do not make sense and giving me reasons that are against common sense. You wear clothes if you have any until you have other clothes to wear. Only wealthy people have more than one or two different things to wear. You are careful that the very nice things do not get dirty. It is a lot of trouble to take things to the stream and put them in water to wash out any dirt. Then you have to put them on a rock or some clean grass or surface to dry. The animal skins you can not wash. Sometimes you wrapped a piece of cloth around you under the animal skin because the cloth is soft and the skin is rough and will cause your body to rub and hurt against it. Oh, but the animal skin is tough and will protect you better than the cloth. Here, in the many rooms we did not need animal skins. I just have so much to learn. Will I ever understand all that is expected of me.
We ate breakfast and then I went to talk to Mack and he said that from now on we would have all the lessons with the glasses on that hid all the room and distractions. I asked him why I did not use the glasses the first day and he told me that he did not want to scare me such that I was afraid of all the new and different things that I had to understand. He called his method baby steps. He said that babies took baby steps, but that soon the children took bigger steps and soon learned to run and play. He is taking me in baby steps until I tell him that I am learning what he shows and teaches me. Of course I told him I was ready for regular steps and he could forget about baby steps. I would show him. "All right, Adem, you think you are ready for big steps."
"I am. I am a man and I can take anything you can show me."
"How would you like to fly?"
"Like a bird?" I asked Mack not really believing that I could fly.
"Like a man who could fly like a bird. I will take you for a ride. Hold on to your chair. You won't move an inch, but you will see and feel like you are flying. I don't want you to fall out of your chair and hurt yourself." I laughed at his remarks.
"I am a man and I won't be afraid. It is just pictures that you show me in these glasses. Pictures can not harm me. You can start. I will show you." I knew that I was only looking at pictures. Mack was right, the first pictures on a screen were better at first because I got used to them before I was totally surrounded by pictures when I put on the glasses the other day. I knew it was just pictures all around me from the glasses. I was ready for everything. Just to be sure, I held on to my moving chair.
"Here we go. If you need me to stop at any point, just tell me. I want you to enjoy this. Do you want me to tell you want is happening as it happens." I prepared for something frightening. I will describe in Mack's words what he told me and what I saw. Then you will know how I felt.
I look at my friends stand around me and I see my body is that of a young boy about my age. I am climbing up a rocky hill that is very steep. I look up and see another of what must be my friends jumping off the top of the rocks. I look down, and see the water below. My friend jumps out from the rocks and dives head first into the water. I reach the top of the rocks after sever more minutes of climbing. I look out at the water and see that I must jump out from the rocks and land in the water. I feel myself getting tense and then I take several steps and fly in the air out from the rocks and I am looking down as my body flies in the air and I face enters the water. I can see what is beneath the water and I know that there are rocks that I must avoid or I will hurt myself. I move my hands as I see them moving about and I get to the edge of the water. I then climb out of the water and walk to a rock and sit down. I close my eyes for an instant and them I am in a place that is all white. I look around and I see that the white stuff everywhere is that very cold water that fell from the sky one time and did not stay on the ground long. Here, I am surrounded by the white stuff. I look down and I have a very flat piece of wood on each foot that is part of some kind of shoe I am wearing. I move my feet and then I look down and see that I am at the top of a hill that is covered with the white stuff. I have long skinny sticks in my hands and I use them to push myself off. I am moving and I start to move much faster. I slide over the white stuff and I move from side to side to avoid trees that are in my path. I feel my body moving from side to side in my moving chair. I can not help myself. I instinctively move to avoid the trees. I then see that the area is now clear and I see this very long and upward sloping area that I am now traveling and I can sense that I am flying through the air. I see off to the side a picture of me flying through the air as if I am looking straight ahead and to the side I am off in the distance looking at me. I am impressed as I see me fly through the air and then land while moving forward on the long flat sticks.
I blink my eyes and now I am still on the long flat sticks, but I am standing in water. I see something in front of me that begins to move. It gets faster and faster and I am flying on the top of the water on the flat sticks. My body moves from side to side and I am flying over the water. We come up to something that rises from the water. I fly over it and go up into the air. I am expecting to land in the water. However, I start to fly and I never seem to land. Mack tells me that we will now fly in the air and see al the things that we just did and watch others doing what I did. I fly in the air like a bird and see the young men climbing on the rocks to the top where I was a few moments ago. I see the young men taking steps and then flying through the air and landing in the water as I had done. Then I see young men on the flat wooden sticks sliding down very large hills and going in and around the trees. Near the bottom of the hill I see the upward curved protrusion and see them go up and then fly through the air. Next, the young men are in the water on the flat sticks. I see them glide fast over the top of the water and not falling into the water. It is amazing. I see the last young man fly into the air and he stays there and flies around. "Enough." I tell Mack. All the pictures suddenly stop. We talk and he tells me that I did fine. I told him I was not afraid, but I need to stop and think about what I had just seen.
"Good answer." He tells me. "I just showed you that so that you could understand and believe me that there is a great big world out there and many of the things that you thought you knew are not necessarily true. I want to show you and teach you the world; if you will only believe what Mikal and I tell you."
"I do believe. I believe you and Mikal."
"Yes. I know that you do, but you must not just tell us you believe, you must see for yourself and know that everything we tell you is true and not just something you don't have to believe because at sometime you very life may depend on it. My pictures are not real for you. They were real for the young men you watched who actually did the things that you were lucky enough to see."
"I am not sure I understand. I say I believe and yet you do not believe me."
"You like Mikal. I know. Yet, when he tells you that you are not dead and that this is not the afterlife, you agree with him, but I know in your mind that you still think that you are living with gods. Am I not correct?" I had to shake my head and agree with Mack. "We are not gods. We just seem to be gods because there is so much you don't understand. When you were little your parents and older siblings seemed like gods to you as they could do things you could not and you looked to them for everything. You could only control your environment, your surroundings, by getting them to do things for you or you reached and grabbed things that were within your arm's length. When you did not get what you wanted you cried on hollered at your gods. Human life is amazing and almost without limitation in its ability to adapt and learn new concepts. You will do fine, but it will take time. I think your lunch is ready." I took off the glasses and I saw that Mikal had prepared another sandwich for us.
He pushed me over to the eating table and we talked as we ate. This sandwich was something he called chicken salad. The meat was mixed up with some yellow and white stuff. He also had what he called vegetables cut up very small in it and it had some of that chopped up pickle he gave me the other day. It was food for the gods, but Mack had said they were not gods. I was getting confused. I would worry about that later. This time we had a cold brown beverage to drink like the other day, but it did not have little bubbles in it. He called it tea. Mikal said that we would work most days with Mack and I would be wearing the glasses learning lots of different things. I would be working with Mack each morning and then working out and exercising with Mikal each afternoon. The evenings would be spent doing fun things that I picked and chose to do. This was strange because I had no idea what we could do and how could I pick to do anything for fun when all my life was work and fun was what you had as a child while you were working. You had fun with your friends as you ran and got water or did other chores. When we watched the animals, we had fun while we were watching them. We practiced using our slings hitting things, but we did that so that we could chase off the wild dogs or wolves that hunted around the village and went after the animals. It was fun to do because we made games out of it to see who could hit their target and could get closest to the mark on the targets we set up. It was not anything that I would want to do for fun inside these rooms. I also didn't think that Mikal ever used a sling. I had mine when I went hunting with my father, but I have not seen it since I woke up that first day. I didn't think there was anything to do for fun here other than just being with Mikal. I considered sex to be fun. It was great fun, but I did not think it would occupy that many hours of the evening and night. I know that once or twice a day was probably about the most we would normally do. Not that I would not want to do it more, but even I had desires that my mind wanted to accomplish that my body could not fulfill.
That morning had been fun learning from Mack. The afternoon was even more fun. Mikal tested me and found that I was healing nicely. He said that I could do without the moving chair and he wanted me to start walking everywhere. He gave me a stick that had a rounded top and said I could use it to steady myself anytime I got unsure on my feet. He told me that in a day or two more, I probably would not need the stick ever again. The stick was beautiful. I decided that I would keep it just because it must have taken someone days to make. It was very straight and had a golden glow as if the surface was clear and the wood beneath the surface that you could see through. It was covered with what I can only describe as hard water. We went into the exercise room and today he had my bicycle ready and one for him too. We walked them through a door at the far end of the room at the other side of the pond that I had not seen before. That door lead into another room that had a dirt path that was very smooth and did not have any rocks on it. He got on his bike as he called it and showed me how he could ride it around and steer it or make it go in the direction he wanted. It was an amazing thing. It was made of something that was like the stuff that the knives were made of. It was hard and shiny and was colored different colors. My bike was similar to his, but the color was different. It also had more wheels on it. He explained that the extra wheels would keep me upright so I would not fall over when I lost my balance. I laughed at him. Surely I would not lose my balance: I am good at balancing on a fallen tree. "I know that you think you can do this, but if you have never ridden a bicycle before you are in for a surprise." Then he asked me, "Have you ridden a bike before?"
"I never saw one before you showed it to me yesterday. But I rode one in my dreams last night. I wanted to surprise you." Then he handed me his bike and I got on like he had gotten on it and I put my feet where he put his and I tried to ride off. I must have gotten two cubits and fell. I was fortunate I fell toward Mikal as he had been walking next to me. I felt so foolish. He laughed. I guess I looked hurt. He hugged me and said that he was not laughing at me, but the idea that it looks easy, but even he fell many times before he got it right and could do it without falling. He walked me back to my bike and told me to get on and practice with the wheels. I acted like a good boy and did as he told me. I got on my bike and the extra wheels kept me from falling.
"The idea," He told me, "is to try and keep your balance so that you learn to ride without ever having to let the extra wheels support you." I tried, but this was not going to be easy. "For now we will ride with you using the wheels and you will get used to it soon." We rode off down the path and we rode side by side, just as two friends might walk side by side on a path. I looked up and could not see any sky. The room looked as if it went on forever and yet it was really a room with walls. I did not understand. We rode a long way. You could cover a great distance with these bikes as they went much faster than walking. It was like running without the great effort to run all the time. I think that you could probably bike faster than someone could run if you had a nice road like this that you could follow. I liked my afterlife even if Mack said that I was not dead. When we got to a point Mikal told me to turn to the right and I did. We then followed that path and soon we were back to a place there he pointed to the wall. We left our bikes against the wall. He opened the door and we were back in the pond room. I had not realized that we had been going in a big circle. Of course, perhaps we had not and he simply brought us back by his god powers. I wanted to go for a swim. I was tired and covered with water. Mikal said no. We should always be clean when we go into the pond. We need to take a shower first. We have exercised enough for today. I was disappointed that he would consider having fun later too much exercise. So he lead me to his bathing room. Before we got into the shower he had me use the big pot and empty myself. He then did likewise. He touched the spot that he taught me and I heard the water flow and empty our wastes.
"This time I have a real surprise for you. I want to bathe you and show you a good time in here."
I thought. "I have a wonderful time every time we bathe. Why would this time be any better than the last time?" I thought about that last time and instantly I was hard. I remember how Mikal has given me pleasure before. I was ready to receive pleasure and also to give him some too. He made us use the soap first and he made sure that I learned how to wash under my skin that covered the end of my man root. He showed me first on his and then on mine. That made me feel even better. I had never bathed this much in the last two seasons and I had since awakening here. Since it was an excuse to be naked with Mikal and have him run his hands over my body, I did not object at all. I looked forward to being with Mikal in the shower as he called it. I think of it as the small room where it rains with the water rope. Mikal taught me how to wash his hair and how to soap his body and clean him. I even learned to clean under the skin on his god root. I told him that I enjoyed cleaning him and running my hands all over his body. He said that I could clean him every time we took a shower and he would clean me so that we were certain to keep each other clean. I then made me soap u my finger and clean out his hole. I was reluctant at first as I did not want to put my fingers up his hole. I was afraid I might hurt him or even find something I might not want to find. I told him that too. He laughed at me and said that we were in the running water and anything I found would wash off. He guided and directed me to go slowly and to use plenty of soap to get inside of him. He had the water rope turned to mist and he stood before me as I sat on the seat. Slowly I moved my finger around his hole. He told me to be very slow as he had learned about this, but had never had anything in there before but his finger. I rubbed around his hole and then I kept pushing against his hole a little more each time my finger passed over his hole. I could feel his hole and the skin that was puckered around it. His body had some hair on his legs, but no hair around his hole. He was like me in that he only had hair on his legs and not any on his chest yet. I pushed more and more and then suddenly I could feel his hole open up some and my finger went inside of him. I really enjoyed this for some reason. I felt closer to him, my new friend, like a brother. We were sharing things that I had never before done with anyone and only dreamed of doing before. I had never dreamed of putting my finger inside of any boy before. I had put my finger inside of several girls and they claimed they liked it and wanted me to put my man root inside of them. I had with several, but did not really like the feeling. I moved around inside of them and actually enjoyed the feeling, but did not like doing it with them. I guess I was a very confused young man and not really sure what he wanted. Today, I was not confused. I wanted to do this and I was enjoying this. My man root was dripping fluid and hard like a rock. I was having an nice time doing this for mikal.
He had me move my finger around very slowly and rub the inside of him. He talked to me the entire time and told me what he was feeling and how to move my finger. He guided me to a spot and he asked me if I felt a little lump inside of him. I felt around and when I found something that was like a lump of flesh inside of him. He told me that was it when I rubbed my finger over it. He said that lump was a spot that made him feel good. I remembered the other day when he had put his finger up inside of me in the shower and while he had his lips around my man root and his finger inside of my hole how wonderful it felt. It was like he was sucking on my man root at both ends at the same time. I washed off the soap from his man root and moved my finger inside of him. When he was not concentrating, I took my lips and pushed his god root into my mouth. I moved my head up and down on him like he had done to me. He did not have any taste, but I felt some of the fluid escaping from him and I kept moving my head up and down and rubbing him. Very quickly he began to squirm and then I felt his man root get bigger between my lips and I felt his shoot his seeds into my mouth. I had tasted them before when I licked them from my hand that first day. I loved the taste of his seeds. I drank them all down and finally he went soft between my lips. I looked up at him and took my finger out from inside of him. It was a funny thing because as he shot his seeds into my mouth, that little lump of flesh inside of him became harder and then pulsed and throbbed inside of him as he shot his seeds into my mouth.
I stood up and we kissed. I know that he could taste his seeds in my mouth. I knew that I was in love with Mikal. I wanted to spend forever with him as long as he wanted to do these things with me. I could not get enough of his body. We held each other and he turned the water rope back to a spray. He then showed me how to rinse the soap from around his hole. I was next and he soaped me up and I stood under the mist as he then played with my hole with his soapy finger. I could feel him finally gaining entrance and finding my bump or spot inside of me. I felt the pleasure he felt when I rubbed his spot for him. It was so very nice of a feeling. Then he took my man root in his mouth. I did not want this to end at all. I know that when I was sucking on him I wanted to show him all the joy and happiness I felt when he had last done it to me. I loved having him in my mouth and doing things with my tongue that I had only dreamed of doing to another boy. When I held him I could feel him growing bigger and harder in my mouth and I just knew that he would give me his man seeds in my mouth and once again I could taste him even before he told me. I had wanted it to last forever just as I wanted this to last forever where he had my man root in his mouth. I wanted to sleep with him in my mouth and with me in his mouth, but all to soon I felt my seed being emptied into his mouth. I did not know what to say or do. I was already in the most pleasant place to be, the afterlife with the gods. With my own personal god sucking on my man root and giving me pleasure in ways that I had only dreamed of during life. This just made it better. He rinsed the soap off of me and we entered the drying room. He asked me if I wanted to rest before dinner. I told him yes as I needed to lie down next to him. I also needed to rest after riding the bike and this other exercise we had just done. I decided it was my favorite kind of exercise. I know now that he sleeps without any clothes and that is how I expected to sleep now. I always planned to sleep with him and to do so without any clothes to cover us. I was not disappointed.
We walked to the bed and got under the cloths and pulled a thin blanket over us. I fell asleep in his arms and had pleasant dreams. I dreamed that we were together forever and that we had sex all the time. I never wanted him to cover his body and we walked around everywhere without clothes. He was much prettier than any cloths he could drape around his body. When I awoke a long time later I was refreshed. We were facing each other and he was holding me. My face was against his chest and I found his nipple. I began to suck on it. He smiled at me. "I see that you are awake. So what do you want to do now?" He asked me. I then bit him lightly with my teeth. I sucked so hard on him that I would have sucked out milk from his breast if could have given me any. I did not care. I enjoyed sucking on him. It made me so happy to feel him in my mouth. Finally he pulled me away from his breast and said he wanted to show me something that should feel good to me. I wondered as it all felt good to me.
He pulled back the cloths covering us and he had me turn face down. He got behind me and spread my legs. He then crawled between my legs and then he took his hands and spread the cheeks of my bottom and placed his face between my cheeks. He then kissed my hole. His tongue stayed on my hole and he ran it up and down that crack or clef between my cheeks. Each time he ran his tongue over my hole I could feel intense pleasure. Then he just continued to lick it constantly. Now I knew I was dwelling with the gods as nothing in my lifetime had ever felt that good. He then took his tongue and tried to push it into my hole and he moved it around and around my hole and just inside a little bit. I knew that I was dead because only a god could make me feel this good or would do this for me. For a long time he continued this and then he sat up and smiled at me. I reached over and grabbed him. I kissed him and said I liked it. His tongue went into my mouth and we were locked in an embrace.
I finally broke away from him and pushed him face down and spread his legs and then crawled behind him. I wanted to show him the pleasures that he has shown to me. I used my hands and spread his cheeks and placed my face against his bottom. It was so firm and nice looking. I wanted to taste him like he has tasted of me. At first I was afraid that I might not like the smell or the taste, but I was determined to try. He had just tasted me and seemed pleased. I brought my nose to his hole and I inhaled his smell. He smelled nice and clean and fresh. I remembered that he said we had to bathe every day. I thought that surly it was not necessary. We used the big pot before we showered and this was the result. I had washed out his hole with soap and he had washed out mine. Now I could still smell the manly flowers of the soap. I liked the smell of Mikal's hole. I was in love with his smell. This was a good thing that we showered together every day. He told me I could always give him his shower and he would give me mine. This was a good thing because I would make sure that Mikal's hole was clean every day so that later I could lick it and kiss it and give him happiness at the same time as I could taste him and enjoy him all to myself.
I licked him and I could taste the sweetness of him that reminded me of something that I could only call Mikal. It was similar to the smell of the flowers, but this was a taste that was stronger and just made me want to taste more of him. I could not understand it. He tasted and smelled just like he should. I pushed and pushed my tongue into him and I tried to open up his hole. I wanted to get my tongue inside of his hole and see what the inside of him tasted like. I was certain that I would like it. I did this so long that he finally said enough. I was driving him crazy. He then pulled me up and we kissed again. I would do anything to please Mikal now. I had placed my lips at his hole and sucked and licked it and played with it. Now we did the same thing to each other's mouths. When it could not get any better, Mikal stopped me and he put his head between my legs and moved his hands to spread my legs and get back to my hole as we lay on our sides.
I loved this. Then he attacked my hole with a vengeance. He opened his legs and I quickly put my head between his legs and found his hole with my face. I used my hands to spread his cheeks and my tongue found his hole. We lay there and sucked at each other's hole and licked and nipped at the cheeks of each other's ass. I knew that this was a game that only gods played because unless you cleaned yourself like we were supposed to do everyday, I would never do this with anyone besides Mikal. The feelings were great. This is something in my wildest dreams I would never do and now I was enjoying it with my little god. I thought that we could keep this going for a long time, but suddenly Mikal moved to my man root and he started at the end and pushed his lips tightly around it and he pushed the skin off of it and ran his lips under the skin and down almost to the base of my root. I knew that soon I would give him my seeds before I wanted to so I quickly left his hole and moved to his god root. I did the same thing for him and I kept moving my head up and down on him and I could feel my lips moving over the very sensitive head like he was doing for me. If you have never had this done to you at the same time that you are doing this to the god or the boy that you love, then I can not tell you of the pleasures of gods. Doing it at the same time that it is being done to you just makes the seeds come quicker. I felt his seeds shooting into my mouth about the same time that I was shooting my seeds into his mouth. The pleasure was more than I ever imagined it could be. Over and over my body shook and I gave my seeds to Mikal and sucked in his. It seemed to go on forever, but I know that was not true. It only seemed that way because I know that I was in love. I lay my head on his leg and continued to hold his root in my mouth and play with it with my lips. I did so carefully as my man root always got very sensitive to being touched after it gave me my seeds. I closed my eyes and I must have drifted off to sleep with his god root still in my mouth. I seem to dream about sucking at my mother's breast as I slept.
I awoke later with his god root still in my mouth and I sucked on it some more. I instantly felt him suck on mine. He was making me hard again and this time it did take a long time for us to each give the other our seeds. We took our time for this second trip to happiness. Over and over again we both moved our heads up and down the lengths of our roots. I found that place under his skin and I pulled his skin back by pulling the loose skin back to the base of his root with my hands. I ran my lips around that ridge around the end that is very sensitive to me. I found that place just under his slit where his water comes out and there is a fold of skin. I used my tongue to tickle it and he went wild. He then did the same to me. We kept up this wonderful you do it to me and then I will do it to you game. We each tried to find something different to show and do for the other. I had my knees bent and that usually makes it more difficult for me to pour forth my seeds. All too soon, even with my knees bent I knew that I would soon give him my seeds again. I could feel my body getting tense and rigid. A feeling was starting from somewhere near my hole and was growing and getting bigger and was overpowering me. Then I was crying out but made no sound because Mikal's god root was still in my mouth. I almost stopped moving my head but struggled to continue. I felt Mikal giving me his seeds in my mouth and knowing that and having his root in my mouth only made my feeling rise to the surface and I could no longer stop them. My body shook and I moaned around his root. I sucked even harder on him as I gave him my seeds. We lay there exhausted and happy. This was starting out to be a nice day.
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