Never before had Jesus felt such a deep sense of earthly arousal as when he met Buddha in a garden of delights.
Thousands of miles apart, Jesus and Buddha fell asleep under their respective trees. Jesus curled around the trunk of an olive tree, while Buddha leaned up against the wide trunk of the Bodhi tree.
When they awoke, they found themselves walking among the blooming flowers and whispering grasses of a place neither of them had ever seen before. This garden was a place where the prophets from different traditions could meet, converse, and have some really hot sex.
“Greetings, enlightened one,” said Jesus, his voice carrying the melody of compassion and love. “It is an honor to be in your presence.”
“The honor is mine,” Buddha replied, taking the hand of Jesus in his own. His tone was as calm and steady as a still pond.
Jesus leaned in and gently kissed Buddha on the lips. It was not a kiss of desire, but one of profound unity and transcendent love. In return, Buddha reached under the robes of Jesus and took his hard cock in his enlightened hand, gently stroking it up and down.
This act was a symbol of the merging of wisdom and compassion, of two paths leading to the same ultimate truth. This sexy foreplay transcended human understanding, a testament to the boundless love that exists beyond the confines of doctrine and dogma.
Jesus pushed Buddha up against a sacred statue and fell to his knees, reaching hungrily for the Buddha's manhood and taking it greedily into his mouth.
Buddha and Jesus returned to this garden to consummate their love many times, and preached about it to their followers but their believers never had the courage to include this sacred sex in their respective holy books.
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