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.
naked outdoors is the ultimate of turn-ons
masturbation by climbing vertical poles
I am only recently able to reveal my secret sex addiction. It is bizarre and unusual to say the least, but real. When I was young. I started this. I discovered by accident that I would get a pleasurable feeling inside my lower abdomen when I would climb poles and trees, or just do pull ups during physical ed. class. Eventually I would climb almost anything to achieve the sensation. After many months, my secret enjoyment continued. During the summer I would walk to the local school yard and go to recess yards where the poles were. Tether ball poles, volleyball poles, even handrails. Gate poles and sign post were excellent to. As long as I could grasp on them and climb them. Generally, I find a pole .. like a tether ball pole for example, then undress totally naked, making it many times more gratifying. Anyway, now fully naked and aroused, penis throbbing visibly. I would venture out into the wide openness, grasp the pole and start climbing very slowly while clamping my thighs together squeezing my erection further upwards and outwards. My eyes scanning my surroundings for anyone that might catch me.Climbing slowly, almost as long as 10 minutes till I start to feel the beginnings of the unbelievably explosive climax that I knew would come. Eventually as if someone flipped a switch, orgasm would overcome me and cause me to be frozen in sheer pleasure. My arms and hands in pain and leg fatigued, but still in rhythm, pressing together with precise timing. When I was getting near the climax my watchful eyes would shut, abandoning any concern that I might be seen. For the next 2 to 3 minutes it was up to chance whether I would be viewed by a stranger. Anyone that might happen across my path would not only be shocked with what they were watching, but amazed that I continued to complete my act in plain view of them. Of course I would eventually have to face the moment when I had to jump down and scurry to where my clothes were and ride my bike away.