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Unexpected naked sex show


  Skinny smooth trees and metal poles.   The end of the school year, the start of summer recess,  a restless excitement had infected everyone like a virus.   The summer-like weather, warm, dry,  with a slight breeze , a perfect day. Without a dress code shorts and flip-flops topped off with light short sleeve button up beach style shirt was standard with guys and girls. This all added up to  spontaneous, persistent erection syndrome,   going commando of course,  crippling.  Nervous from plans to go hiking in a remote canyon near home and take all my clothes off  after school I had  butterflies in my stomach.  My penis was hard most of the day,  at some inconvenient times.   dard  Ever since discovering  the pleasures of climbing poles and skinny trees  naked.  I had  sought  out secluded spots where I could do it, this being one of them.   I was to visit a new place today, with many skinny smooth barked eucalyptus trees. The bike ride from school  as usual was with others in the neighborhood.  I took the same route home  then suddenly I took a detour. I said see ya later to  my friends, then headed towards the secluded canyon just a few minutes away. I reached the end of the trail and ditched my bike. I was already aroused at the thought of getting naked outside. A little further on foot and there the trees were up on the hill. I wasted no time undressing near a boulder.  Pre cum flooded my urethra. The sheer pleasure of being naked outside was intoxicating.  My penis was rigid as can be swaying about in front of me jiggle with stiffness with each step I took.  Some shrubs blocked anyone that might  view from a trail on the opposite side of the creek, but once near the trees, pretty much in the wide open. I knew there was a chance of a hiker, I ignored the risk. I feel tingle all over and my erection throbbed vigorously as I grip the tree and ease myself up into position to climb. I pull myself up slowly clamping my thighs together, squeezing my erection slightly and upwards, then  releasing with precise timing continuing for several minutes then increasing in intensity as the feeling begins to build. Prolonging and delaying to make it last longer, sometimes taking short risky walks down the trail and back.  This went on for some time.   Ejaculating 12 feet at least,  it went on for as long as I clung to the tree.                It was when I was finished  I heard someone call out my name from a few yards. I recognized the voice.   My friend emerged from the shrubs where he hid, secretly watching me,  His prank to sneak up on me got him an unexpected naked sex show.     He must have followed me curious to find where I might be going alone.   He asked me what I was doing over and over, but I was so embarrassed I could not answer. The lewd and deviant nature of what he just saw me do . Ejaculating 12 feet at least while clinging to the tree.   He stood there watching me fumbling with my clothes while my penis was still hard. I dreaded returning to school the next day.

Climbing to Orgasm.. naked


Its amazing to read your experience , I would take off my clothes and climb poles when I was young.   I had a neighbor, she did it in her backyard.  She took me  to her  t-shaped clothesline and proceeded to show me thing you do that feels so good, of course I was too embarrassed to admit that I did  it too.    I just shrugged it off, but had been doing it for over 2 years at that point, and totally naked. She did it clothed.  I stood there and watched in amazement as she did exactly what you described.  She was the only other person I saw doing it.   I used to do it the same as you, would go to somewhere usually after dark, be it the athletic field or the park, and strip my clothes and hide them in the edge of the woods, then go to the monkey bars next to the woods and climb pole naked. To this day it was always the most intense orgasms I have ever had. The cool night air on my naked body.   I was where I could see all around,  the excitement from being totally naked and climbing up high on the pole,  stiff erection buzzing.  To climb the pole had to either be to right or left of the pole protruding past it.  Struggling, pulling upwards ,and then like you said, hanging there, pulling up, and hanging there,  and exhausting yourself to the point of fatigue .  Finally a slight tickle slowly starts but continued effort will lead to the most incredible orgasm, it would last it seemed forever. There are those of us that have discovered what being risque and enjoying what everyone else would think as odd, and getting away with it. I would love to come walking down the trail while your up the tree, once I saw what you were doing, I can guarantee you i would be joining you on a nearby sapling…lol. Now that would really be a site for someone else to see, two adults up to trees totally naked.

Orgasm during Intense workout


I have no doubt the climax is the best when climbing a smooth steel pole while completely naked.  There are times  when a pole is not available and the risk of getting caught is too great.   There is a way to orgasm using the edge of a door the same as you climb a pole.   The key element here is creating extream muscle tension in the arms and featured abdominal. With the door edge in front of you get a grip on the top of the door then pull yourself up with one leg on each side. As you hang there pull yourself upwards slightly and, if you prefer, move your pelvis in a humping motion to stimulate your genitals directly on the door edge. Achieving orgasm this way takes considerable effort. If after a few minutes you aren’t feeling a slight tickle in your lower abdomen take a quick rest then continue where you left off. The most powerful orgasm I’ve ever experienced with ability to repeat as many times as you wish.

Witness to deviance


  Skinny smooth trees and metal poles.   The end of the school year, the start of summer recess,  a restless excitement had infected everyone like a virus.   The summer-like, warm, dry,  with a slight breeze , a perfect day. Without a dress code shorts and flip-flops topped off with light short sleeve button up beach style shirt was standard with guys and girls. This all added up to  spontaneous, persistent erection syndrome,   going commando of course,  crippling.  Nervous from plans to go hiking in a remote canyon near home and take all my clothes off  after school I had  butterflies in my stomach.  My penis was hard most of the day,  at some inconvenient times.     Ever since discovering  the pleasures of climbing poles and skinny trees  naked.  I had  sought  out secluded spots where I could do it, this being one of them.   I was to visit a new place today, with many skinny smooth barked eucalyptus trees. The bike ride from school  as usual was with others in the neighborhood.  I took the same route home  then suddenly I took a detour. I said later to  my friends, then headed towards the secluded canyon just a few minutes away. I reached the end of the trail and ditched my bike. I was already aroused at the thought of getting naked outside. A little further on foot and there the trees were up on the hill. I wasted no time undressing near a boulder.  Pre cum flooded my urethra. The sheer pleasure of being naked outside was intoxicating.  My penis was rigid as can be swaying about in front of me jiggle with stiffness with each step I took.  Some shrubs blocked anyone that might  view from a trail on the opposite side of the creek, but once near the trees, pretty much in the wide open. I knew there was a chance of a hiker, I ignored the risk. I feel tinkly all over and my erection throbbed vigorously as I grip the tree and ease myself up into position to climb. I pull myself up slowly clamping my thighs together, squeezing my erection slightly and upwards, then  releasing with precise timing continuing for several minutes then increasing in intensity as the feeling begins to build. Prolonging and delaying to make it last longer, sometimes taking shorts risky walks down trails and back.  This went on for some time.   Ejaculating 12 feet at least,  it went on for as long as I clung to the tree.      It was when I was finished when I heard someone call out my name from a few yards. I recognized the voice.   My friend emerged from the shrubs where he hid, secretly peaked at me,  His prank to sneak up on me got him an unexpected naked sex show.     He must have followed me curious to find where I might be going alone.   He asked me what I was doing over and over, but I was so embarrassed I could not answer. The lewd and deviant nature of what he just saw me do . Ejaculating 12 feet at least while clinging to the tree.   He stood there watching me fumbling with my clothes while my penis was still hard. I dreaded returning to school the next day.

climbing poles story


Climbing a vertical Cockaigne pole.
Climbing a vertical Cockaigne pole. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

exhibitionist fantasy

I had my first orgasm while climbing a pole outdoors. The pleasure was so intense I wanted to do it more. At times of boredom a naughty streak would come out with kinky thoughts.  It was common to become aroused with just the thought of it.    Was  going to the park on weekends, evenings, and during the summer, taking advantage of the many poles there, and the practicly deserted athletic field grounds. Spending hours there I experiment with different poles and began to do it naked. I would have an orgasm and stand there with my penis throbbing for a min or 2 then climb and shimmy to have another. On days when I was not the only one on the grounds .  I would wait ,  sometimes for several hours for them to leave so I could do my climbing.   Warm summer nights were challenging because it seemed everyone was out and about.    Getting  naked outdoors without getting caught while most poles were in wide open areas serving as sign posts fence post etc.   Finding a pole  in an area where, even though public,  had  the lowest chance of being seen.  Being able to shed my clothes quickly became a priority.  The desired wardrobe was flip flops ,  gym shorts without underwear and a tshirt.  At the right moment I could be naked and pulling myself up a pole  when I was not the only one there, dropping my clothes at my feet, gambling that I would not be noticed, was an option.

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