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. I began to remove 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 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 concerns. Prolonging and savoring this wonderful full body pleasure is difficult. The sounds of the wind blowing through the trees, my heavy breathing, birds uninterrupted. Ignoring muscular fatigue. I continue to cling to the tree. I am vulnerable, my eyes are closed. I hear voices in the distance, on a different trail, intense discussion, 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 I held my breath stayed clinging to the skinny flimsy tree, how ridicules 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 did not care that I was caught doing my kink. 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 burn in the muscles disappeared and then strong contractions released 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, still unconcerned , in the grips of pleasure to my core. 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 thought my clothes lay I was shocked to see that I had not gone undetected after all. Not far away whispers , laughter, wide eyes watching me every move. I searched for my clothes while being teased about my sexual deviancy. I endured the humiliation it was becoming such a turn-on.