Maybe it was the view
It was a powder day at Vail and because it was a weekday, none of my friends were able to get a day off week to enjoy the fresh powder. I headed up to the slopes solo.
I had made a few fresh runs already and the deep powder was turning out to be a nice workout. I stopped midway down one of Vail's famous back bowls. Vail is a very large place and on a weekday you can be totally alone on a given slope. I found myself standing in the sun with an amazing view of the surrounding mountains and the only other people I could see where heading downhill about 1/2 mile away.
I suddenly got an urge. And it was a perfect place for it.
I pulled down the multiple layers of pants far enough to extract my cock. After a glance to ensure myself that I was entirely alone, I started to pump my unit. Between the slight chill in the air and the threat of skiers coming upon me cumming, I didn't spend a lot of time getting my job done.
Within a few short minutes I felt the climax coming and looked around at the surrounding valley while sending my hot load shooting down to the snow, there to sink deep while cooling.
I milked the last drops, put away the equipment I was born with, picked up the equipment I ski with and headed down the hill, still alone one of Vail's back bowls.