Re-Creation of the Gods Part 3

When a new day starts, they say it brings exciting adventures and new beginnings to ones person. In the case of James, the beginnings started two days ago.
He wasn’t readying himself for new beginnings, but for the extension of what could only be described in his mind and body as nirvana. Surely the gods above were shining on him, and he was pleased, very pleased.
Driving to his first official date in a long time, James could only reflect on the past two days adventures. How perfect were they and how real could they actually be? The smells of his desires were still fresh in his senses. He could hear the heartbeat of his fantasies within his mind and he could see the lips pressing against his vision. As he drove towards his destination, he took notice how the day had turned out beyond expectation. The sun was glowing brightly throughout the sky and its rays were dancing furiously across the hood of his car. He rolled the window down enough to realize that it was unseasonably warmer then anticipated.
“The weather man has no clue what he is doing.” He said to himself with a big grin on his face.
The forecast was for snow. Instead, the skies opened and released a perfect spring-like day. The air was clear and the dampness from the days past had dissipated into emptiness. James observed birds flying above and critters running along the sidelines. He marveled at the day before him and wondered if this was a sign of goodness in his new life. This perfect day reserved a smile on his face all the way to the driveway of his objective.
As he entered the drive, his face overcast with eagerness and fear. The house seemed different to him, bigger, warmer and more inviting than before. The reality of the moment before him was impending fast. His past experiences in life left him timid to new beginnings, but the memories of the yesterdays moved him forward. He stopped the car, shut the engine, took a deep breath and stepped out. As he walked to the front door, he could feel his knees weaken and his heart jump a beat. He knew the temptation of his desire was on the other side waiting.
“You can do this. He’s a good man and you want to do this.” He said sensitively and convincingly to himself.
With an overpowering feeling of apprehension rushing through him, James simply knocked on the door with two short taps and one loud. Within seconds, the door opened. Immediately, James nerves subsided and a feeling of serenity and pleasure overcame him.
“Hi honey.” Kurt said.
James just stood there and stared in admiration. Kurt was ready for him this time. He was standing in the doorway with faded jeans hugging his muscular legs. He wore a cut off shirt, which exposed his rigid cut abs. His hair was groomed perfectly and hung loosely to his shoulders and a distinct smell of cologne filled the doorway. Again Kurt wore no shoes but this time, he had no socks on either. He looked luscious.
“Well, you gonna come in here or stand there all day?” Kurt asked assertively.
“No, no. I’m coming in. It’s just … you … you look awesome.”
“I bet you say that to all the boys!” Kurt chimed smartly.
“Oh yes, every last one of them.” James quickly snapped back with a smile.
The two gods entered the house and just looked at each other.
“It turned out to be an inconceivable day.” James said
“Did it? I hadn’t even noticed.”
“Oh yeah, it’s almost unbelievable how warm and clear it is out there.” James said insistently. “Unseasonable for sure.”
“Very cool.” Kurt replied.
Unexpectedly, they ran out of things to say. James just stood there and watched his dream man walk across the room. Kurt, feeling the strain of silence in the air, walked into the kitchen to pour two cups of coffee. He carried both cups back into the living room and handed one to his date. He proceeded to saunter to the back window and look outside.
“It’s so beautiful when all the trees are undressed like that. Makes the land in the yard look so much larger.” Kurt said contemplatively.
“How much property is back there?”
“Three acres or so.”
“Damn! I didn’t realize there was so much.” James said astounded.
“Oh yeah. I love to stroll it from time to time and just enjoy nature. I know it sounds inane, but I guess I’m just goofy that way.” Kurt said apologetically.
“Your not goofy at all. I would say you’re a romantic. I like that about you … A LOT!” James stated. “A romantic, passionate, sensitive and gorgeous man. WOW!”
Kurt just smiled, nodded and altered the subject quickly.
“Would you like to go for a stroll? See the land and just chat?”
“It’s a wonderful day for it. I would like that. Lead the way kind host.”
Just as they reached the back door, Kurt stopped and turned around. James was caught off guard and seemed mystified.
“Before we go, may I kiss you?” Kurt asked
James didn’t even give it a thought. He leaned forward and placed his soft lips on his dream. They gently pressed their lips together and dropped their tongues into each other. The kiss was soft and quick, but very genuine. James felt a sensation below that made him smile.
“Yup, way cool.” James said with a big smirk on his face.
“What?”
“Nothing sexy, lead on.”
The two men walked to the back yard. James was astounded at the amount of woods back there. It was like another world to him. Living in the city all his life, he rarely had the occasion to enjoy nature like this. Trees, bushes and grass climbed the subtle hill. It was like a clandestine wonderland. Kurt led the way holding James’ hand, and up the hill they walked. To James, this was a scene out of an enchanted book. Birds were singing, trees were ruffling, sunlight was peeking through the branches and a distinct aroma was piercing their presents.
“What is that?” James asked.
“What is what?” Kurt replied.
“That striking smell. It’s like Jasmine but so apparent and simple to smell.”
“I have no clue. Where is it coming from?”
“Over there.” James pointed over the hill. “Lets check it out ok?”
“Lead on.”
James led and Kurt followed as they peaked the hilltop. James stopped and his heart filled with emotions he had never felt before.
“You ok baby?” Kurt asked.
“Oh my god, you are incredible!”
Before them was a vision from a fantasy story one could only dream. Kurt had cleared an area of the woods and placed a fur rug on the ground. The rug was surrounded by dozens of roses. Incense burned from three burners all illuminating the smell of Jasmine. There was a large basket overflowing with fruits and exotic foods. Two bottles of wine were chilling in coolers. Candles lit in clear enclosed cylinders surrounded the entire area. There was a radio sitting on a tree stump 15 feet away. Kurt walked to it and turned the CD player on. Soft vocal music streamed out and filled the atmosphere. Kurt turned to his gentleman friend, looked him dead in the eyes and said:
“Welcome to my dream.”
James was stunned and amazed beyond words.
“You did this for me?”
“Nope, I did this for us. Figured a first date, might as well make a first impression. Besides, you inspired it.”
“Honey, you made a first impression two days ago.”
“Yes, as did you. But honestly, I wanted this moment to be magic. No expectations, no explanations and no worries, just you, the moment and me. Deal?”
“Deal!” is all James could say tenderly and with passion.
Kurt sat down on the rug of fur and James situated himself closely beside.
”We have grapes, strawberries, banana slices, caviar, crackers, cheese, pepperoni, whipped cream, honey, wine and a few other surprises for later.” Kurt listed.
“And we have each other.” James said still thunderstruck.
“I sure hope so.”
“Oh we do. You are unbelievable. When did you do all this?”
“In my spare time.”
“Oh yeah, and you didn’t realize what a beautiful day it was out today … sneaky man.”
“Well, one mustn’t always be decipherable, right?”
“Kiss me you sexy man!” James said insistently.
At that moment, it was as if the heavens opened and the gods above placed a life long spell on these two Adonis’. This was no longer life, as they knew it. The kiss was Karma and their hearts were molding into each other and the mold was taking form.
Their lips engaged each other’s mouth as if to devour. The zealous tongue wrestling of the yesterdays made way for sensual swaying back and forth within the moistened warmth beyond the lips. Intense breathing from them both surrounded the atmosphere and harmonized the music dancing in the air. James placed one hand gently on Kurt’s face as the other slid up under the half shirt to his rigid nipple over his heart. He moved his hand to the back of Kurt’s head and tugged his hair gently with fervor. As he tempted his lover’s head back, he roamed his tongue down Kurt’s jaw and onto his neck. He opened his mouth wide and sank the Adams apple into his mouth as his fingertips squeezed muscularly on the nipple he had been fondling so adoringly.
Kurt felt, unmistakably, where this was leading and pushed his fancy away kindly.
“Ah, I see what your up to Mr. Man,” as he looked down to James’ crotch. “Oh yeah, I can definitely see what your up to.”
“And this is a bad thing?” James replied with that boyish grin.
Kurt stood up swiftly. His taut jeans took new shape in the crotch as his stiffened tool bulged against the fabric. He ran his fingers through his hair as he tilted his head back. With the deliberate positioning he assumed, his crotch was clearly awake and James could see the definition of his member calling for him. He reached over and laid his hand on the jeans and pressed into the pelvis as if to say a kind hello. Kurt smiled and stepped away in a manor not to insult.
“You’re teasing me.” James said.
“Nope, I just want to get to know you; if that’s okay?”
“That’s fine.” James relented.
The two beauties walked around the area talking, and asking questions of each other for over an hour. Learning more about each other was a form of foreplay in itself. Questions flew on every issue. From what they did for work, to how may sex partners they each had in the past to what their views on love and loyalty were. They discussed politics, money, lifestyles, passion, movies and sexual positions. There was integrity and consideration coming from them both. The best author of an award-winning novel could not have imagined a more perfect conversation. This mental intercourse filled the spaces of a good relationship they had missed for two days. Each gratifying the other with insight and intrigue, they made way to a densely wooded area about 25 feet from camp while still talking.