I have always had an attraction to jerking off from high places. I grew up in the country and I would fulfill my needs by climbing trees and once I was near the top and well above anyone's view I pull my dick out the side of my shorts and jerk off.
I would climb to the top of various hills that would overlook the rural roads and in the shadows of the trees I could play for hours. I would build forts and tree houses all with the intention of jerking off in them.
My most favorite summer days I would ride my bicycle to the fire tower that was located about four miles from our house. It would take about two hours to ride up to the trail that led to the tower. During the ride I would hope that there were no cars parked at the trail. The fire warden would park his car at the beginning of the trail and walk to his post. If there was no car, then the tower would be empty.
I would ride my bike up the trail to the base of the tower. I would quickly climb the tower still worried that someone else could have hiked in. The stairs would lead to a hatch that would be open if the warden was working. The hatch was heavy but I could raise it open and walk through.
From the tower I could see for miles. I could see the road that leads to the trail that leads to the tower. In the tower I was free to play while keeping my eye on the horizon. I would pull off my shorts or jeans and my underwear. I would be completely naked from the waist down. I would focus on jerking off.
With all the effort and anticipation that I would put into my little adventure it wouldn't take me long to cum. I would let my first load fall onto the old wooden floor and then I would work it into the boards with my sneakers. I would then enjoy the view and work myself into a second orgasm.
I would walk around the deck of the tower stroking my cock until it was hard again. To increase my excitement I would move down onto the stairs and stick my cock between the hand rails. When I would cum the second time it would fall all the way to the ground. I would lean against the rail and let the last bit of cum land from the tip of my dick.
When done I would dress and ride back home. The down-hill return would only take minutes. Probably a good thing because my legs were quite tired.