Date: Wed, 4 Mar 2015 08:52:10 -0800
From: samuel coher <joshmisses@yahoo.com>
Subject: Zach Brimstone- Afterlife pt 2

Afterlife pt 2

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	There I was standing in front of another door, not knowing what was
awaiting me on the other side of the door. Then my mind went back to
thinking about Damien and what he might be going through. I opened the door
and walked through.
	Meanwhile back in the land of the living, you see everyone up on
that hill in the cemetery. They are all gathered around the tree and an
open casket. They are all dressed in black from head to toe. The skies are
covered with little gray clouds and the threat of rain on the horizon. The
whole gang was standing together around an open casket. "I guess this is my
final goodbye to you," Jackie said to me with Elliot behind her.
	"Hope you come visit me as a ghost sometime," Elliot said and
walked with Jackie past the casket to my parents who were standing next to
the casket. My mom was bawling her eyes out and my dad had his hands
rubbing her shoulder. They did not notice that Jackie or Elliot was
standing in front of them. My dad looked at the both of them.
	"We are sorry for your loss, if you need anything, please do not
hesitate to ask," Jackie said and pulled my mom into a hug. Elliot just
stood silent in front of my dad and they both knew what the other was
thinking.
	Next to pass by my casket were Ryan and Bobby. Neither of them said
a word to my body but just broke down and cried. Neither of them wanted me
to end this way and they were going to come to Damien's and my wedding,
just like I went to theirs. Jackie walked behind both men and had to escort
them to the side where his parents were. Ryan caught his composure and
straightened up. He looked my mom in the eyes and said, "Your son was one
of a kind. The world will be a little less bright without him in it. He is
the one that brought us all together and the adventures we went through
with him will always live on. Here I think he would want you to have this."
	He handed her the CD that I gave them from our scavenger hunt that
we went on.
	"Thank you, Ryan," my mom said through the tears and sobs coming
from her.
	Both of them went back to their seats and just sat in silence as
the next couple went up to the casket. It was Sean and Ethan. Ethan was
there mainly for moral support but Sean was going to grieve in his own
way. Sean looked both ways and then placed something in the casket with me.
The item in question was the pair of boxers that he had on when I saved his
life that night he jumped off the night club's roof. "You will need these
where you are going," he said under his breath.
	They walked over to my parents and said there condolences. They
took a seat next to Ryan and Bobby and they all hugged each other.
	"What did you put in the casket?" Bobby asked Sean.
	"I put something that he will need in his next journey," Sean said
with a small smile on his face.
	They all gave Ethan a look and he just shrugged his shoulders as if
he did not know what Sean put in there. Then finally the last couple made
their way to the open casket.
	Justin and Chase noticed the pair of boxers and it did put a smile
on their faces but then realized that might be the last time that I made
them smile. A couple of tears rolled down their cheeks and then Chase
leaned in and said, "Thanks for everything that you did for me and for
us. I do not think we would have the courage to be ourselves without that
smile and bravery you always wore on your face."
	They walked on and spoke with my parents for a few seconds. Just
after that my casket was closed. It was getting lowered into the ground
when everyone watched it go down into the ground. Each had a rose and
walked by the open hole and tossed the rose into the hole and onto of the
casket. Once everyone tossed their rose into the casket, my mom grabbed a
hand full of dirt and tossed it into the hole. She then turned around and
busted out crying. My dad held her tight and let her cry. Jackie helped
them to her car since Elliot and she drove them. Jackie knew they would be
in no condition to drive. Jackie, Elliot, my mom and dad took off towards
the house and everyone followed in suit.
	I was standing behind everyone and watched as they started leaving
the gravesite. I was left in the open grass area and watching the
gravediggers slowly burying my body. I started to cry then it started to
rain. The gravediggers finished up and packed up their things. Soon the
ground was turned into mud.
	"It is always a sad thing to see someone go so young," Ethan said
to me and put his hand on my shoulder.
	"SHUT UP!!!," I yelled back to him.
	"You're lucky, you lived longer than I did," Ethan said back.
	"Where is Damien, why was he not buried with me?" I yelled back at
Ethan. I grabbed his shirt and was just ready to punch him.
	"That will be explained in due time, my friend. Right now, we are
late for the next trial," Ethan said and grabbed my hand.  I pulled my hand
away from his and shouted at him, "Why even show me my own funeral? What is
the point of seeing my family and friends all sad and depressed?"
	"It is important to know and instill the feeling of love inside you
and know that you did make a difference in the world. It gives you another
reason to make it through these trials. It was for your own good to know
that or it will be a question on your mind for the rest of these trials. If
you went through these trials and you mind even faltered for a split
second, then you can lose focus and not pass," Ethan said with a big smile.
	"Fine, what is the next trial?" I said in a calmer voice and
gaining my composer back. Then I felt something in my hand. I looked down
and held the boxers that Sean placed in my hand. I had a curious look on my
face.
	"I see those finally arrived. They took long enough. See whatever
is left in ones coffin; the person can bring them on your journey to the
next realm. In your case you can bring them on your trials," Ethan told me.
	"How is pair of boxers going to help me?" I asked.
	"These will be the thing to help you come back and remember what
you need to remember," Ethan told me and then pushed me through the next
door.
	I awoke up in a bed that felt like home. Damien was lying next to
me. I was happy and I did not remember anything. It must have been a
dream. I rolled over and laid a big kiss on Damien. "I just had the worst
dream of my life. I dreamt that you and I were killed and I was going
through trials to get you and my life back. I am glad it was just a dream,"
I told my lover.
	"Well I am glad it was just a dream. Now, on to the day at hand and
I know just how to start it," Damien told me. He snaked his way down to my
lower half and removed Sean's boxers that I had on. He tossed them onto the
floor. My cock was already rock solid and begging to be played, sucked and
to be inserted into something. Damien knew what to do and did not waste any
time.
	He took my cock into his hand and slowly started stroking it. His
mouth just opened enough to take the head of my cock. His tongue made small
circles around the tip and it sent a shiver up my spine. I moaned out his
name and tilted my head back. The pleasure he was giving me was unlike
anything before. Then he slowly took inch by inch of my cock and I felt
every part of his mouth and throat now working on my hard member. My balls
were slapping his chin as he bobbed up and down on my cock.
	"Oh fuck, don't stop. Please do not ever stop," I moan out to
Damien.
	He just moaned on my cock and that sent another shiver up my
spine. My body rolled and he went with it. His hands then found their way
around to my cute bubble butt. He started kneading it with his hands. I was
in pure heaven. It had been too long since we had some hot steamy sex. His
fingers then spread my cheeks apart. He mouth soon left my cock and went to
start on my hole.
	I lifted my legs up in the air to give him more access to the
treasure that he wanted. I felt his tongue start to lick around the hole
and it was teasing me. I could not take it anymore, I wanted his tongue and
cock buried deep inside of me. Then I felt his tongue start to move in and
out of my pink hole. I looked down through my legs to see only his head and
the top of his head bobbing up and down. That put a smile on my face. I
knew he was having pleasure as much as me.
	His head finally came up for air and I knew the next part, he got
on his hands and knees over my body and crawled to have his lips met
mine. He went in slowly and I met him halfway. We kissed and I sure as hell
felt sparks. It felt like it was our first kiss and it just gave me a sense
of security that everything was alright. I wrapped my arms around his body
and just kissed for a good fifteen minutes. Our bodies felt like one
person, with all our curves matching perfectly. Our cocks grinding together
and my hands just rubbing his hot sexy ass, we broke the kiss and he snaked
his way down my body once more.
	He then sat up and put my legs on his shoulders. He took his cock
in hand and lined it up with my awaiting hole. Then I felt the head of his
cock teasing my hole. I pushed out as he pushed in. My ass started taking
his cock in faster than he wanted it to. I moaned his name with each push
that he did. My hand found its way down my body and took hold of my
cock. With the same rhythm that Damien start to slowly fuck me, I matched
with an evenly long stroke.
	"Faster my love, make me scream your name. I want to feel you deep
inside of me," I growled at him.
	"Fuck yeah; you want this big cock inside you?" Damien asked and
then shoved it all the way not waiting for an answer from me.
	I moaned his name as he hit that sweet spot we all know and
love. He kept hitting it over and over again. I arched my back and his dick
popped out of my hole. I was not going to last much longer. Damien grabbed
my hip and slid underneath me. He then slowly pulled my hips down upon
him. He guided his dick to slide right into me. I felt all this of his
member entered into me for the second time.  He felt my ass muscles squeeze
his cock within me.
	"Oh Zach, I cannot hold it any more. I am... I'm... cumming," he
moaned as I felt his first shot start to fill me up. Then another shot and
another. It felt like he was going to cum forever and I was happy if he
did. I did not want this feeling to end. I felt his shooting coming to an
end and I was still rock solid. Then I felt his hand wrap around from
between my legs and slowly started to pull on my balls. I moaned and that
sent me over the edge. My cock gushed and shot all over my body and the bed
too. We both came down from our orgasmic high and his cock slowly came out
of my bed. We were lying side by side, smiling and giving each other little
peck kisses.
	"What are the plans for today?" I asked.
	"I am not sure but we do need to get dressed and shower," he told
me.
	"Ok let's go so we can start our day," I said and jumped out of
bed. I headed towards the showers. I heard some shuffling from the bed and
then I felt his hand smack my ass. A yelp came out of my mouth. We both
jumped in the shower and washed each other up. We walked back and I put on
and new pair of boxerbriefs and left Sean's boxer discarded on the floor. I
threw on some gym shorts and a tank top. Damien was wearing some low rise
jeans that sagged just enough to show his new pink boxerbriefs, and a tank
top to match mine.
	We took off towards the front door to start our day. We went off to
the beach and just goofed around. Jackie and Elliot joined us at the
beach. "There you two are, it has been forever since we seen you two. You
guys act like an old married couple," Jackie said to us with a laugh.
	"You're one to talk, all you two do is fuck like rabbits," I fired
back at her.
	"Yeah it is better than just hiding in the house," Elliot tried to
snap a comeback but it just fell flat on its face. We looked at him and
then at each other. We all busted up laughing. We went back to just hanging
out and chilling with each other. We were laying and I propped myself up on
my elbows to look out at the ocean. I looked over at my friends and lover,
I noticed something coming out of Sean's shorts that he had on.  I gently
nudged Damien and nodded my head towards Sean's shorts.
	Damien looked and then looked back at me. We both smiled at each
other. "What are you guys smiling about?" Jackie asked us.
	"Nothing," we both said simultaneously and were holding back our
laughter.
	Jackie looked down then noticed that Elliot's member was starting
to snake out from his confined space. She tapped Elliot on the shoulder and
whispered to him. He quickly looked down and pulled down his shorts to
cover his member up. Then he reached into his pants and adjusted so his
member would not make his shorts bulge.  Elliot quickly looked over at us
and started to turn a beet red.
	We all just smiled shyly and then just acted like nothing
happened. I know Damien and I would talk about this later on. The sun
started to set and we started heading home. We said our goodbyes to Jackie
and Elliot and promised it would not be so long between hang outs with
them. We headed back to Damien's dad's house and went straight to his room.
	We stripped down to our underwear and hopped into our bed. We
started cuddling and my hand braised against something on the floor. My
hand picked it up and there we Sean's boxers that he left in the casket.
"Do you know whose boxers these are? I know they are not mine," I said to
Damien while holding them up.
	"I got them for you a while back, don't you remember," Damien said.
	Just then my dream of being killed and the funeral all came
flooding back to me and hit me like a ton of bricks. "This is not real," I
said and got up off the bed. "This is the dream."
	"No it's not, come back to bed and relax. I will make you feel
better," Damien said and patted the empty spot on the bed that I just got
up from.
	"I don't believe you. I died and so did you," I yelled at the top
of my lungs.
	"Zach, what's wrong? Stay here in the comfort of the one you
love. I did not die and neither did you," Damien said trying to comfort me
once more.
	"No, no, no this is not real. I died and these boxers are
proof. These are the boxers that I saw when I saved Sean from killing
himself. He put them in my casket and I just watched that," I said while
shaking my head to figure things out.
	"What is wrong with staying here with me? I can be Damien or
anything else you wanted. Give up on your quest to save your true love and
stay here with me. It is warm, inviting and we can make love any way and
time you want. Just come and stay with me," Damien said to me and licked
his lips.
	"No, I want the real thing not some copy or imitation. I Love
Damien and I will not give up on us. I will save him," I yelled from the
top of my lungs again.  I stripped down to my birthday suit and slipped
Sean's boxers on my body. They were a little big but I just held them on my
body and closed my eyes.
	I opened my eyes and was lying on the floor of some big white
building. There were a couple of windows and a few blocks of different
heights. My eyes adjusted to the brightness of the white and there was
someone sitting on the block directly in front of where I was lying.
	"You're awake; I thought you would never make it out of that
one. Most people fail at that test and just like to live in the reality
their minds make for them," Ethan said to me and extended his hand to help
me off the ground.
	I took his hand and he pulled me off the ground. "It felt so
real. I really did just want to believe that was the truth. How long have I
been there and why did the boxers bring me back?" I asked back as I started
to get my bearings.
	"You were there for about a week. Any longer I would have given up
on you and moved on. I would have left you there for your
happiness. Remember how I said you need to see that you were loved and that
people did miss you even after they are gone. All that love for you and
Damien was put into that object that you are wearing," he paused and looked
down at the boxers. "When you touched them, your real memories came back
and showed you the real people and events that happened."
	"That's why that Damien took them off my body as soon as I woke
up," I said to myself even though Ethan probably said that.
	Just then the entire white building interior started to change. It
changed into a homely little cottage with a fire place in the middle of the
room and a couple of rooms to the right of where I was sitting and a
kitchen and living room to the left of me. It felt at home. "That sounds
hot but let's gets you some clothes and some food. In the second door to
the right, is my room, I am sure you could find some clothes in there and I
will cook us up something."
	I got up and walked into his room. I picked some black mesh gym
shorts and a white tee shirt that had some black rain pouring down on it. I
walked back out and smelled what seemed to be breakfast. I smelled eggs,
bacon, pancakes and a few other items. I walked over and took a seat at the
table. Ethan brought the food over and placed a plate in front of me. "Hope
you enjoy, it is not much" he said to me and sat across from me. We ate
quick and silently.
	When we finished breakfast, I asked, "What is your story? You look
too young to be, well you know."
	"I will answer your questions first before I tell you my story," he
told me as he cleared the table.
	"Here let me help you," I said and quickly walked over to help him
wash the dishes.
	"Thanks," he said with a smile and we started talking about my
questions.
	"Why was Damien not buried next to me?" I asked him.
	"I cannot answer that question at this time," he said even though I
could read right through him.
	"Fine, then can you tell me if his soul is ok?" I somewhat pleaded
to find out if Damien was ok. He was really the only thing on my mind, not
me, not the trials, just him.
	"I can tell you that his soul is fine and not in any immediate
danger for the moment but can become that way shortly," he told me and shut
off the water.
	I smiled at that thought and my mind could rest for the moment and
said wipe my hands on the dish towel to dry them off," Can you tell me when
that moment changes."
	"Sure," he said back to me doing the same.
	"Ok, how many more trials do I have?" I asked and took a seat next
to the now lit fireplace.
	"I do not know. It really depends on the people up stairs on that
one. I can tell you have at least two or three more from this point on," he
told me and sat down.
	"When does the next Trial begin?" I asked.
	"Shortly," he answered.
	"How are my parents coping with my death and what will happen if I
pass these trails?" I asked.
	"Not sure how you will come back to life, I know you will not be a
corpse or zombie. Most like you will be put back in time and put onto a
different path then the one that you choose. As for your parents, we can go
see them in the brief window of time we have before the next trial," he
responded and stood up ready to go.
	"Yes, please," I said as I shot up from my seated position. He
grabbed my hand and we vanished from the building we were in.

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