Daniel came through. The Kissing Gate. It looked like a lovely place to be with one’s love. So I portaled us.

And what a lovely place it was! Soft clean air. One couldn’t help breathing deep and feeling happy. Right away there’s was nothing else to do but kiss. Oh kiss we did!

“But I notice we still have our clothes on,” Daniel commented. “With portaling, I thought...”

“Not all the time,” I told him. “Sometimes it’s wise to be decorous.”

“Decorous,” Daniel repeated. “In dress and behavior?”

“As the situation warrants,” I clarified. And then I extracted his tumescent cock from his pants and kissed him again, letting his freed cock breathe the fresh clean air.

And then I decorously moved us to a nook in the kissing gate wall, knelt in the soft clean grass, and kissed his hard clean cock, decorously at first, and then indecently, my tongue trilling that delicious flesh, urging urging urging the sweet explosion of goodness.

Oh my! So much goodness! I swallowed as decorously as I could. Then a goodbye kiss and pat prefacing the putting away. And then more kissing.