Vigorous physical activity on the athletic field and off, the mysterious episodes of overwhelming pleasure. More frequent this would happen I began to realize there was a link to extreme exercise. Intense efforts to climb poles, skinny trees, pull-ups and even sit-ups would result in the slow build up of the most pleasurable feeling intense and lasting minutes. I kept this a secret, while practicing what I thought was a special ability, a gift. I found that steel poles that seemed to be everywhere. Pretending to climb a pole to try to reach the top was a cover for my true intentions. After several attempts I am frozen in place clinging on for as long as the joy lasted. In plain sight, anywhere I was able to do this. 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 combined to be a exhibitionist/fetish of sorts . Spontaneous arousal anytime and anywhere I was quick to seek out poles. Even when on family vacations I sneak away to it. Sometimes I would feel guilty. One warm afternoon after school it seemed convenient to duck behind the baseball backstop during the off-season. Undressing next to the perfect pole I began to climb pole with my erect penis protruding past the pole, thighs squeezing together . I was in no hurry so I took my time stopping and starting a few times. I ejaculated strong while I held on prolonging the pleasure. As I slid down to the ground I heard a voice shout my name. I had not been alone . 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.