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Beyond Sex

by Charles Peters

Lucas Rockling has died a hero. He died saving two foster siblings from the fire that consumed him and he now fears has condemned him.

Death is hardly as Lucas expects; not that he much expected death. Dying had not been on Lucas‘s to do list. Pretty much the only thing that had been on Lucas’s to do list had been to get his girlfriend Mary to surrender to their passion. But there he is dead and at the moment he is hardly feeling horny at all. He is pretty much too consumed in his nightmarish predicament to consider his current lack of sex.

At the moment, Lucas is frighteningly aware of where his body, his burnt body, resides. The cadaver is inanimate; insensible and in a condition too horrible for public viewing. Yet, in a perverse attraction to his own burnt remains, Lucas views his disfigured, monstrous carcass being placed in rather delicate fashion onto the red velvet lining of the bad ass silver box he fears will be his eternity. He actually felt his head being placed on the pink, silk pillow and then he watched the lid of his coffin being closed and there he is inside. He feels alone and claustrophobic. His mother is not there to comfort him, “It is going to be okay baby.” Lucas longed for those words.

In the darkness, the creepiness of the unknown plagues his imagination. Are those maggots already infesting themselves on his balls? In the void from any sense of reality Lucas screams in horror but there is no sound. Lucas fears that is what death is. Silence.

Then suddenly Luca thinks, “Fuck this.” He feels powered. He feels powerful. He feels compelled. His spirit rises above his coffin into a room where the physical and the metaphysical meet. There, outside his coffin, he sees a bunch of people standing around. They scream, “Surprise.” It is a party to welcome Lucas as a hero to the other side.

Lucas feels warmed by the warmth of the disembodied crowd greeting him with handshakes and pats on the back. Lucas’s great-great-grandmother sits at a piano playing Suwannee River across the crowded room. Another great-great-grandmother stands on the other side of the room attempting to drown out the piano by singing Amazing Grace. A great-great-uncle who was hung as a horse thief rides up and offers Lucas a ride on his lap. Lucas declines the rather odd offer.

A beautiful woman walks up to Lucas. Lucas stares into her baby blues and then glances down at her nice cleavage and for a moment forgets his loving Mary.

Another woman cattily walks by and says, “God, Sedora that is one fucking ugly blouse you were wearing the day you were murdered. Like, think up a new blouse.” The catty woman vanishes into the ether of the metaphysical world.

The woman ignores the bitch and whispers into Lucas’s ear, “It was so brave of you.”

Lucas tells the woman who is making his metaphysical heart pound, “It had nothing to do with being brave and I think that is a beautiful blouse you are wearing.” And with those words the woman’s blouse vanishes and she is standing in front of Lucas naked.

“Wow, you are a bad dude; picturing me naked.”

And Lucas and the woman are now standing alone and Lucas realizes he is also naked. Suddenly Lucas thinks about Mary and is overwhelmed with feelings of guilt. And with those guilty thoughts, his following thoughts transforms the woman so that she looks like Mary and he finds himself in bed with this woman he imagines is Mary. In his mind, he has wild, passionate, sex with Mary. Their love making is wild but tender as the wildness is the woman he is with and the tenderness is the Mary that he remembers. As he climaxes and stares up at the mirror above the bed, he sees that the woman has transformed him into someone else as well.

Lucas ask, “Who was he?”

“He was this guy in a porn movie I used to watch over and over again. So you love Mary a lot.”

“Yeah.”

“I never fell in love. I thought I’d found someone who I could love but it didn’t work out.”

Lucas again pictures the woman as she pictures herself and the woman stares at Lucas as he pictures himself. Lucas takes her and holds her lovingly in his arms. “I am sure many people loved you and miss you.”

“No. But your great-great-uncle, your gguncle, is very fond of me here. I know he’d miss me if I decided to reincarnate.”

And with those words, Lucas notices a closet in the dimly lit room. The door to the closet opens and his gguncle rides out on his horse. His gguncle is naked and with a raging hard-on. Lucas’s stares into his gguncles black eyes and flaming red hair. His gguncle starts to laugh and his laughter sounds insane.

The woman Lucas has just had sex with also begins to transform. Her fingernails grow large. Her teeth become yellowed fangs. Her baby blues become vacant eye sockets. Her tits vanish into skeletal remains. Her hair becomes gray and matted. She is truly hideous looking as she slips closer and then quickly under the covers before Lucas is certain of what she is about. As he feels his cock in her mouth, he is shaking in horror but he can’t stop her. She digs her fingernails into his metaphysical skin as she screams for him to get hard.

Lucas’s gguncle cackles in delightful amusement. The covers fly off Lucas and the woman so that the gguncle can see Sedora sucking at Lucas‘s cock. “You will not make him hard in your current state.”

Lucas suddenly feels his metaphysical wrist being raised. Sedora flies unwillingly from the bed and Lucas attempts to resist as he finds himself being flipped over. Now on his knees and with his ass up in the air, he can’t stop his wrist from being pulled toward the iron post of the bed’s headboard. Then a rope appears in midair and Lucas can not stop his wrist from being tied to the headboard.

Lucas attempts to use his thoughts to transform himself free but he can’t. He screams in horror as his horrible horse thieving gguncle crawls into the bed.

The woman, now transformed into a skeleton screams, “Think about Mary.”

Lucas takes his focus away from his uncle and pictures Mary. He remembers the times they sat on the porch and the times he’d attempted to get Mary to go with him to consummate their love. Suddenly Lucas’s gguncle is transformed to look like Mary. The gguncle screams in horror at seeing that he no longer has a ten inch weapon sticking from between his legs. In place of a ten inch cock he now, instead, has a vagina.

Lucas no longer feels bound by the ropes and it is no longer his ass in the air. Lucas pictures his beautiful Mary at the foot of the bed. With only love in his heart Lucas goes to Mary and holds her tenderly in his arms. He kisses his Mary.

Lucas’s gguncle is mortified to feel Lucas’s loving embrace. He is repulsed by the touch of Lucas’s lips on his lips. Damn. When did Lucas eat those onion rings? And Lucas’s gguncle can’t stop himself from being taken up into Lucas’s arms no matter how much this diabetic love Lucas has for Mary sickens him. He desperately tries to transform the situation. He totally wants to roughly penetrate the ass of the man who had caused him to be lynched in a past life. But instead it is Lucas’s love for Mary that is in control of the situation. And as Lucas places his Mary gently on the bed it is Lucas’s gguncle feeling as though it is his tight virgin pussy being penetrated.

After Lucas climaxes, his image of Mary vanishes and he pictures his gguncle again sitting on the horse that was stolen from him a lifetime ago. And he pictures a noose around his gguncle’s neck. His gguncle screams as the horse dances out from him and he is left dangling with the full pressure of the rope cutting against his neck. He screams, “You fuck me and now you are hanging me. You are no hero. You are just a sorry son of a bitch.”

The bed vanishes and clothes appear on Lucas. He finds himself standing with friends and holding a big mug of tasty beer. They all laugh and taunt Lucas’s gguncle for what he tried to do to Lucas. The woman changes from a skeleton back to her beautiful self and walks over to kiss Lucas on the cheek.

She whispers in his ear, “You are my hero. You have rescued me.”