The 80 acres of land densely forested private land had miles of trails. The beauty of the wilderness and nature brings out feelings of freedom, the perfect place to take off my clothes to satisfy a desire to be naked outdoors. I have had dreams, and fantasies about being naked outdoors, so, when riding my motorcycle, part of my rides resulted finding the best place to frolic about. A very erotic element always played out. Taking off my clothes as I listened and studied my surroundings making sure I was alone. Leaving my clothes in a neat pile noting the landmarks so I can find my clothes later. My penis feels heavy and sways from side to side as I walked. After a few minutes I veered off the trail where a stand of thin smooth barked trees dominated the landscape. I have been here before, my penis had stiffened and was throbbing furiously. I would not have to go far to find the perfect tree reaching as high as I could reach, grasping the tree I pull my body upwards lift my feet off the ground with my rigid penis directly contacting the tree to the right. I climb as high as 12 feet struggling to reach a plateau of a mixture of physical fatigue and arousal. Sliding down to rest, then, resume climbing again at least 2 or 3 times to reach orgasm . This tree was thin and tall with no branches at the bottom. Branches are an annoyance but not a problem. While I was on my third climb severe fatigue set in, was clinging to the tree about 13 feet up pausing for a moment. I was in the point of no return, a point where an orgasm is reachable and the idea of stopping is out of the question. I was in the zone that is my favorite. On the edge, pre-cum flowed freely from deep inside me the swelling pleasure begins to overwhelm all other
concerns. What I mean is the concern that I might be caught had become a low priority. Reaching orgasm is most important. Prolonging and savoring this wonderful full body pleasure is difficult. Ignoring muscular fatigue, pushing past the burn, I continue to cling to the tree. I am vulnerable, in my own world, my eyes are closed. I am no longer alarmed when I hear voices in the distance. I gamble that they would be on a different trail so I ignore it. A group was having an intense discussion, was getting louder. They are heading towards me yet I was already past the point of stopping. Three young ladies were on the path directly below me . The truth is, I could not stop, not now. I held my breath stayed clinging to the skinny flimsy tree, how I must look, I did not care. On the verge of humiliation yet I was still on the edge of cumming. As yet they had not looked up. Stopping directly below me curious about my bike a few yards away. I am still struggling to stay in the tree but I am loosing my grip. I close my eyes hanging there naked .The girls began to move slowly along the conversation about my belongings, my clothes I could hear they had not left the area. Feeling of fatigue and arm muscles burned, then was replaced with a flood pleasure , shooting my hot load with power not felt before, and kept on and on , I could hear my cum hitting the dry leaves below I gasped, the pleasure flowed through every part of my body. I could not hold on any longer. Slowly letting myself down, penis bouncing and rigid still dripping and wet. Turning towards where I left my clothes, I realized I had not gone undetected after all. Not far away, three young ladies had positioned themselves atop a cluster of boulders providing an unobstructed view. l hear whispers, giggling breaking into laughter. I see wide eyes watching me, my every move. I searched for my clothes they were not there , nothing to cover myself. Mean while being teased about my sexual deviancy, a freak, exhibitionist. I endured the humiliation, then something strange happened. I began to become aroused , this was such a turn-on.