Sierra Surprise

by James One summer I worked up near Lake Tahoe at an isolated mountain resort. On my days off I often hiked in Desolation Wilderness, a nearby preserved area high up in the Sierras. On one particular Sunday I was on an ambitious hike which passed over a couple of ridges on a big loop – about 15 miles. It was an incredibly beautiful day – large carpets of yellow sunflower-like flowers punctuated with splashes of purple tubular flowers covered damp meadows below the melting edges of the snow-pack, which still lingered in July at this high altitude. Beautiful orange fritillary butterflies flitted about the flowers and eagles soared overhead. The sky was that intense dark blue that I have only seen at high elevation and the whitest white fluffy clouds flew by in the strong wind above the rocky peaks. Small streams of snow-melt gathered and flowed down granite slopes making waterfalls in many places. As I hiked, I warmed up just enough to be comfortable in the cool mountain temperature. It is not an exaggeration to say that I would have rather been nowhere else in the world at that time. Then something curious happened – as I hiked through one particularly colorful meadow, I started to feel an erection growing in my green hiking shorts. This seemed more than a little peculiar since I was alone high up in the mountains not thinking of anything sexual. Was the incredible beauty of nature all around me arousing me? I wasn’t quite sure what to make of the bulge in my shorts, but since no one was around I supposed that it wouldn’t matter and would pass. As I continued up and out of the meadow and onto a rocky trail, which switched back up to a jaggedy crest I found that my erection was not subsiding. I made my way up to the top of this ridge and found a sunny and sheltered spot a short distance away from the trail, where I could sit and have a drink from my water bottle. I had a 360-degree view of lakes, streams, lower forests and a lot of bright sunlit granite. As I relaxed in this warm spot my erection got even bigger. It was almost poking out of one side of my shorts. I really couldn’t ignore it any longer. I pulled up the left leg of my shorts and my penis popped out – all stiff and throbbing. It was hot as I grabbed it with my hand. I slowly stroked it with one hand looking around to see if anyone was coming. I could see no one and I was getting really excited. I could have ejaculated in about 10 seconds, but I wanted to savor this unusual and very erotic moment. I pulled my shorts up higher to expose my balls, which were up higher than usual because of my excited state. I felt the velvety smooth spot right in the middle of the underside of my balls. My erection was standing tall as I stroked my balls. I alternated stroking my penis with my left hand and then stopped stroking and began rubbing my balls when I thought I would cum if I kept stroking. Eventually, after about ten minutes of prolonging the inevitable, I could wait no longer. I stroked my cock with my left hand and rubbed my balls with the right. I don’t know if it was the high altitude, the beautiful natural setting, or the teasing I was giving myself, but my orgasm was the most intense orgasm I have ever given myself. I shot my sperm all over a granite boulder in front of me and groaned out loud as I came. After gathering myself together, and looking around, I pulled my shorts leg back down. I stood up somewhat woozily as my semen ran down the warm rock in front of me. Although I felt a little slow at first, it turned out that this little break really energized me. I continued to enjoy this beautiful day and I hiked with a newfound energy as I flew back toward the trailhead for this hike that I will never forget. James