Today was the first really nice day of the year. Still a bit cool, but sunny. And in the sun, it felt like spring. I decided to go for a hike and drove to a wetlands area. I was pleased to see that I had the trail to myself. I hiked the trail but it was really muddy and wet in many places. Still, it was very relaxing.
After my hike, I took off my boots and socks(they were a mess)and put on some flip flops I had in the car. I didn't want to leave just yet, so I walked back to the trail and onto a raised wooden walkway that was part of a smaller nature trail.
The platform trail was one big circle with benches located every so often. I sat on one of those benches, leaned back and soaked up the warmth of the sun. It felt great. As I sat there, my clothes heavy with sweat, I decided to take my shirt off and let it dry out.
At first the cool wind felt odd against my skin, but the sun quickly warmed me up. I thought about doing the same with my shorts, but decided against it. I was in a public place and close to the parking lot. What if someone were to drive up? But the more I thought about it, the more inviting it sounded. And it actually started turning me on.
I finally decided what the heck and unbuckled my belt and unzipped my pants. I let my pants and underwear fall to my feet. I slipped out of my flip flops and my pants. I was totally nude on this public trail. I spread the rest of my clothes out to dry.
Now I could feel the sun's rays across my entire body. My bald cock and balls tingled in the coolness of the air. Surely I could hear a car pull into the parking lot in plenty of time to get dressed.
I decided to walk along the path a bit. The wood felt cold, but natural against my bare feet. As I walked, I couldn't help but touch myself. Out of habit I suppose. As I did, my cock began to stiffen.
I found another bench in the sun along the trail and sat down. The sun on my skin, the coolness of the breeze and now the sensation that was growing between my legs... I was feeling really good. Nature was taking care of two of the three sensations. I focused my attention to increase the third. My cock slowly grew harder with each touch until it was stretching upward. It was as if it were giving me better access to provide more pleasure.
But I couldn't go on, could I? I had no idea how far I had come down this trail and if I didn't hear a car and were caught masturbating in public, what kind of trouble would I be in for? Still, as I thought about what to do, my hand kept touching and stroking.
The chance of being caught added to the risk and again, I was turned on by the thought. I walked a little further as I thought things through. My cock leading the way swinging in front of me. But I couldn't leave it alone. It were as if the danger and the pleasure of my cock were teaming up to seduce me. I continued to touch it and as I did, the pleasure increased.
I was not a considerable distance from my clothes (and car keys, I suddenly realized). Again, I found a sunny bench and sat down. I leaned back and let my hand do its work. It felt so good. Touches gave way to strokes that grew stronger with each passing minute. But my mind, while relishing the pleasure also played tricks on me. Was that a car door? Did I hear a voice. Each time, bringing my pleasure to a screeching halt. But once I was sure I was still alone, my firmness returned with each touch.
I was enjoying every minute of it and didn't want it to stop. I edged to orgasm and backed off. My cock twitching each time I throttled down. It was ready to explode. Wanting the same attention I gave it the other night after shaving away the winter growth around it. After a while my mind let go of everthing but the pleasure that was building and now throbbing between my legs. It was getting harder and harder to remain on the edge of orgasm without going over. Still, I managed to carress and stroke without giving in.
My cock was now hard as a rock, swollen and purple. The slightest touch sent waves of pleasure through me. Even the cool breeze felt wonderful. My cock could stretch and grow no more.
I knew I couldn't hold out much longer. And finally the stroke that pushed me past the point of no return. My cock was patient as I built up the pleasure inside of it. My balls were tight against my body, ready to explode. I could feel the pressure building deep inside of me. Then I could stand it no more and gave into the orgasm that I was trying to put off, but was eagerly awaiting.
I felt the rush of semen race up my cock and shoot before me in the air. My breath, lost for a moment, my body buckling with the release. I felt the orgasmic rush from my bare feet to my flushed face. I was consumed by pleasure. My hand though, still stroking and massaging my pulsing cock. Another load and another ripple of pleasure. The aftershock shook every portion of my body. My cock spent, but still oozing cum as it was cradled by my hand. An occassional spasm, releasing another wave of pressure down my spine and into my toes.
Again, I was aware of the sun's warmth and felt it more, now that my nerves were on edge after the assault of pleasure. I walked back to collect my clothes. And not a moment too soon. I did hear a car door and voices this time. I wonder if they will notice the scene of my public pleasure or just walk on by.