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Forest (m,self)
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I'm a 20 year old student at a college set way out in the
country, which suits me just fine. You see, I'm very into
nature,
and with all this green and the forests around here, it's like
being in heaven. I carry a heavy class schedule and
This lack of time makes my love life a one handed affair. I've
loved to jerk-off ever since high school and, when I was a
freshman back the, I discovered the incredible joy of
masturbating
outdoors. I mean I still do it in the shower, sitting on the
john
and in bed, but outside is definitely the best.
There's nothing quite like the tickle of an autumn breeze
against the sensitive head of my cock when it is hard. Even in
the winter, the sharp bite of the cold against my naked ass is
pure pleasure. My favorite time of the year is fall, since it'
still warm but the bugs are gone and the leaves are all beautiful
colors.
Last weekend, I took a long hike out into the forest near
the
campus and had an incredible time.
I packed a blanket in my backpack and headed out around 11
in
the morning. I was dressed in my usual: a pair of comfortable
old
jeans, and an old T-shirt. I wore not underwear so the denim
rubbed my cock to attention.
A few miles from campus, I stopped to look around and found
myself high on a hill overlooking the valley the college sits in.
I was surrounded by trees in back and shielded in front by low
bushes.
The small spot I stood in was covered with tall grass, so I
decided this would be my spot.
I pulled out my blanket and carefully spread it out. I set
my pack down and pulled my hiking boots and socks off. I lay on
my
back and stared up at the clear blue sky. I slowly removed my
sweaty T-shirt letting the warm sun caress my chest and heat up
my
body. I reached up and began to stroke and squeeze the nubs of
my
nipples. Each touch sent a wave of pleasant warmth through my
body and I could feel a familiar heat growing in my balls. I sat
up and undid my jeans then pulled them off. I was wearing
nothing
but a smile in the fresh open air.
I continued to rub and caress my nipples and I could feel my
heart beginning to speed up and pump blood to my cock. My left
hand moved down and began to rub the pubic hair above my cock. I
slide my fingers down and lightly stroked the head of my stirring
cock. I began to enclose the hardening shaft with my fingers. I
could feel the moisture of pre-cum coating my fingers and the
shaft.
I stopped and let the sun caress every inch of my naked
body.
I lay still for a moment, both my hands at my sides, and felt the
heat pouring into my body from the sun. My cock stood straight
up
from my body providing a temporary sundial.
I opened my legs wider and reached down to cradle and
massage
my balls. The two orbs rotated in their sac and rolled between
my
fingers. The heat of the sun was reaching areas under my balls
as
I pulled the sack up and let the light reach the ring of my ass
hole.
My fingers petted the soft skin and with one finger I
reached
down and rubbed the flesh between my balls and my asshole. The
reaching of light and sunshine there built a warmth in my entire
groin area.
I released my balls and my fingers lightly and not to
quickly
tickled the entire shaft of my rod. Seven inches of hard round
flesh tingled from end to end. My fingers stroked smoothly,
never
missing a beat, and I could feel my pulse racing and sweat
beginning to bead up all over me. It ran down the sides of my
face and I tasted it dripping from my upper lip.
I began to stroke faster and I concentrated the movement
nearer to my engorged bulbous cockhead. The hard head was hot
and
like a raw nerve as I sped towards my climax. The more I
stroked,
the more sensitive it became until with a groan, I felt my balls
contract and expand rapidly. I let go of my sex charged load.
Ribbons of sticky white cum shot up and across my torso. My
nipples were cooled by the sticky substance as well as face. A
string landed across my lips and I tasted my essence. It was
sweet and yet salty.
I let the remainder of my eruption dry on my body in the
sun.
I lay still on my back, staring into the clear blue sky as the
gentle breezes cooled my sweaty body.
After a few minutes, I was at it again, this time slipping a
special toy brought just for the occasion, deep into my butthole
to stimulate my cock. The whirl of the artifical cock's motor
mixed with the sounds birds and the wind in the trees. My prick
responed to the sounds of new growth and I was headed for another
cum I had all the time in the world, slow and easy is the
path
to a great jerking off.
By the time I was back on campus, it was almost dark and I
had jerked-off at least three times. For me, it had been a
perfect day, and I knew I'd remember that spot for a long time to
cum.
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