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I grew up in a small California coastal town that had the coastal mountain range on the eastern side of the city.
I was building a bike to enable me to ride the trails that ran up and over the mountains I was in seventh grade and my school enabled me to see the mountains from most of the classrooms.
I had alwasy wanted to go out in the open, take my clothes off and masturbate, looking down on the city and ocean.
My bike would be finished my the end of the week and I couldn't wait to get on the trails. To make the experience better I didn't masterbate all week even thought I got a hard on in class every time I thought about it.
Finally Saturday came and I took off. I reached a large secluded field that looked over the whole city. Locating a large boulder, I climbed it and took off my clothes.
I had a huge erection. It was about 7' long, stuck straight out, and cut. I immediately began to rub myself and as I got close to orgasm I slowed down and then began again. After about five minutes I couldn't hold back, and shot stream after stream of cum over the edge of the boulder. It was so intense, I had to sit down after that.
I have never forgotten this experience.