I have masturbated for years but lately I have expanded the places that I find enjoyment. Last year while camping with a group of friends I went off on my own to explore. After about an hour I got the urge to masturbate. I looked around, found a big rock to lean against and proceeded to go at it. It was a beautiful day and I was really into it, not rushing because I had no place to go. When I was at the moment of explosion I slowed down to savor the moment. When I came I let out a loud sigh. as I was cleaning up I heard a sound to the left of me.
When I looked over I saw a guy standing not 50 feet from me, about my age stroking himself. At this point I could tell he wasn't looking my way but at his own penis. He finally came, looked up at me and said 'good afternoon'. I was shocked!...but he just stood there, got himself in order and then introduced himself. After the initial shock and embarrassment we started to chat. He told me he's been jacking off in the woods for years and loves it. That day has stuck in my mind and I try to find the time and place to re live the experience whenever I can, I haven't run into anymore guys like the first time but now it's my fantasy.