There were 2 verticle steel poles 12 feet tall, part of the jungle gym installed by workcrews over the summer. The same summer I discovered something very interesting can happen to my body when climbing a pole to the point of exhaustion, and more. The best orgasm ever so intense and long lasting, it is overwelming. Of course the new poles were my new hobbie at recess. Trying to have one of the orgasms while in the midst of everyone. It was not a sure thing, because I would have to monopolize one of the poles and if I did have a pole to myself I would have to mask what I was doing out of fear that I would be outed. I did’nt take long for that to happen, when recess was close to ending I was eagerly working the pole trying to get the start of the feeling that can lead to orgasm. A slow process and once the faint tingle inside begins it is difficult to stop the pursuit. I was at the top of the pole with the tingling feeling just beyond reach but I was now what I call the point of no return. The reward is close causing a frenzied determination. The problem was the bell had sounded and I was now the only one still on the playground. I was in a panic but the priority was how to get to the orgasm I was closing in on. I squirmed while clinching the pole trying to focus. Then I see the classroom door open of which I am absent and I hear the teacher calling my name after the students poured out around the doorway pointing at me. There he is still out there on the pole, I heard on student shout out. I stayed on the pole till it happened meanwhile being watched by my classmates and teacher. I felts so intense I could not slide down until the orgasm I was having subsided. Long enough, that the teacher had started walking towards me because of my defiance. I jumped down and ran in the classroom.
pleasured myself, I was naked
My sexual secret was exposed. For several years I was secretly experimenting. I had discovered by accident that after struggling to climb poles and skinny trees I would get the most pleasurable feeling(Orgasm) I ever had and wanted to feel it more and more. Sometimes spending the whole afternoon climbing and clinging to poles near my house. I had just taken my private sessions to a new level by doing the climbing totally naked. This added a new element that developed to be a exhibitionist fetish that I could not stop thinking about. Spontaneous arousal anytime and anywhere I was quick to seek out poles. Even when on family vacations I snuck away to it. Sometimes I would feel guilt and shame. One warm afternoon after school I added embarrassment to the list when I performed the whole act from start to end in an open field behind the baseball backstop only to hear my best friend shout my name from behind some shrubs no more than 12 feet from the pole I clung to with my erect penis protruding past the pole with thighs squeezing together in a rhythmic way. I was so embarrassed I could not even speak. I rode away on my bike in disbelief. When monday came I was asked about it by some students. OMG I was that guy, that liked to climb trees naked, and poles.
It is the dry orgasm that is most intense . Discovering that climbing a pole slowly yet vigorously with persistance to the point of exhaustion can have a very happy ending. While running an obstacle course two opportunities to orgasm in pubic. That is climbing the fireman pole or the agonizing peg board climb. When climbing to the top of a pole only near the top it happened. Overcome by the most pleasurable sensation frozen in place clinging to the pole in a trance-like state with my eyes closed. As long as I held on to the pole the sensation continued. It must have been a couple of minutes because the shouts from below were getting louder . The same thing happened at the peg board climb. Starting out moving the pegs up to the next hole were not so hard but near the top the straining begins. When someone is fortunate enough to have this happen will understand this. The tickle begins slowly and concentration on this feeling is important. So, this scenario surrounded by people watching and cheering you on when the tickle begins it will appear like you can not go on one second longer. In the case of the peg board climb it will appear that you are determined to move the peg up in a heroic manner but continue to push on. In reality moving the peg up is no longer the goal. Reaching orgasm is the goal, so , there will be some confusion among anyone watching you. obvious to everyone it was time to jump down. One or two minutes struggling to move the peg seems foolish from the standpoint of the audience. The when orgasm is reached another minute hanging there in a pleasure trance. Creates quite a scene and questions when jumping down. After that day I was determined to make it happen again. Experimenting afternoons, after hours and during summer break or weekends. I thought I had a special gift. Having no idea what this was, one thing I did know it felt so damn good. After a while I tried it completely naked. What a rush it was to undress totally naked outdoors. Stashing my clothes , sneaking to the poles, usually in the middle of the black top or quad area. On warm summer days spending whole afternoons repeating it many times. Leaving after dinner, the sole purpose was to find a pole and cling to it naked. Arousal began well before arriving at the pole having an erection when choosing which pole to climb. After scanning my surrounds and shedding my clothes, heart racing and penis rigid and throbbing visibly, step out into the open and make my way out to where the selected pole was. Grasping the pole and synching my thighs together squeezing my erection upwards to the right of the pole. After considerable effort the sensations start faintly. I have to concentrate and synchronize my thigh squeezing motion and pulling up motion. When I get close to the feeling, I close my eyes and sink into my own world of pleasure that lasts for several minutes. I am vulnerable at this point to being seen. Being discovered by anyone walking by was possible. This concern was not the top priority.
When I climbed on to the model stand naked for the first time I had to concentrate on not getting aroused, I was successful but it was not easy . I focused on providing assortments of gesture poses and longer poses that showed emotion and were interesting to draw. My confidence in my abilities was high. My ability to ward off spontaneous erections the moment I felt the stirring inside. That all changed while posing for anatomy class, of all times. While standing on a box and students enthusiastically huddled around me as the professor identified the external structures of the male reproductive organs using a pointer. This was far different than what I was used to in drawing classes. I felt cool morning draft from the open window when I felt a tingle, my scrotum tightening , no , not now. I was developing a erection and I could do nothing to stop it. Within seconds, my penis was lurching furiously to the beat of my heart which I could actually hear. I closed my eyes, blushing, I thought, I am fired I know it. To my surprise I heard the professor say oh, wonderful, here we can see the significant changes during arousal. Note the tightening of the scrotum as the penis prepares for ejaculation . With all students eyes on me, as they studied every detail I was at a level of arousal that I had never been before. The sensations pleasure rippled through me. I thought to myself, I can deal with this, I continued the pose even when I felt flow of pre-cum flooding my urethra. I have experienced the most intense arousal ever while posing.
I have been modeling for several years. My first time I did not get an erection, but after a few classes I became more relaxed. While posing in a early morning University drawing class, after taking a quite revealing pose. Not intending for this to happen, it was quite embarrassing, I developed a full blown erection within a few seconds. At that moment I was going sit down for a break but the studio became unusually silent. I just was unable to bring myself to interrupt this increased concentration that was taking place . Holding the pose, with this erection so much pleasure I was deriving intense arousal. Precum flowed filling my eurethra dripping . My heart beat strong the throbbing stiffness pleased me so. I so much enjoyed this prolonged exposer I closed my eyes wishing it would not end. The was silent just a few whispered words for the rest of the 15 minutes left in the pose. Retreating to the model dressing room The feverish masturbation, so intense, hot loads hitting the wall . After dressing and composing myself I emerged from my room. Only 3 students were still left in the room . Glancing at me and the clock as if I had been a long time. I smiled back. I wondered if I would get invited back. I was happy when I received multiple dates on my calendar to return.