Coming to the Mountains

When I was a young man and going to college, I was able to get away from it all by enjoying the outdoors. I even worked as a fishing guide. The state I lived in was among the most sparsely populated so that you could really be alone quite easily when hiking in the mountains. So during the warm summers as a horny teenage man, I would get aroused being out in nature alone and sometimes take my hard penis out and play with myself. Eventually I got more daring. There was a rock outcrop I loved to go sit on and bask in the sun, sometimes laying my head back on my pack and taking a nap or just staring at the sky. I got the idea to get naked there. The first time was awesome. I had hiked up in the middle of the week and few people ever got up there because of work or school. It was the summertime and even at that altitude the temperatures were high enough that the hike made me sweat. When I got there, I pulled off my t-shirt and then felt daring. I decided to take off my pants and shoes and socks and soon I was naked. As I was taking off my clothes, my penis was already getting hard. I lay back on the rock, which was warm, and felt the wind blow over my sweaty body making me shiver at first, then took in the warmth of the sun all over me. I realized there was a chance someone could hike up there as it was a spot where others did visit but that made it even more exciting. I lay there for a few minutes with my penis bobbing around and then decided to play with it. I touched myself surreptitiously and slow, listening to hear if anyone was coming along because I certainly didn't want to get caught red-handed. But, I kept getting more and more excited, the precum was flowing, and I was enjoying masturbating in the wild with the sun and breeze on me. I licked my hand and made it slick with saliva. I started masturbating for serious and eventually came all over naked body. Then, I realized I didn't have anything with me to clean up with except for a few tissues. But, the adventure made me come back many times and fall in love with masturbating in the wild. Many other times I would go up to that same spot and jerk myself to a very pleasing orgasm but I learned to shoot the cum over the edge of the rock or onto the meadow flowers or the rock surface. It was wild and aggressive to leave my mark there like that. Only once did I hear voices coming up the trail after I had finished and had to dress quickly, greeting the group of young men and women as I walked down knowing they might see it on the rock. Flash forward 20 years and I had made an online friend, a nice woman named Lisa, living in central Oregon, who had a fascination with male masturbation. We had talked about my masturbation habits and she was interested in the fact that I did it every day at least once. We hit it off, talked on the phone, and I was invited to fly out to her home and spend a vacation there. The first thing she wanted to do was to go camping in the mountains because we had discussed how sensual and fun that was. She brought all the equipment and we slept that first night in separate sleeping bags up in an old, unused fire tower that she had reserved for us. But, before we slept we talked for hours and kissed and touched gently but not in an overtly sexual way. She was sitting on my lap at the end and could clearly feel my arousal. She said we should sleep because sunrise was early, so we took off our clothes, down to our underwear, and looked at each other. She asked me if I could wait to relieve myself and I promised I could. When I got up, I went over and kissed her awake. I stayed in my underwear because it was so warm. Lisa asked me to get the sun shower bag filled and in the sun so it would warm up and I did that. She made us a light breakfast and only wore her t-shirt over her underwear. It was sexy seeing her legs and then her panties now and then. We were so comfortable and after breakfast we cleaned up the area together and we brushed our teeth standing close. We kissed awhile with her sitting on my lap again and I got hard. She was so wet that I felt it through her panties and my shorts. Lisa stopped our kiss and looked me in the eyes. "You go shower first but save me plenty of water. And you can play with yourself if you need to, I promise I wont look." I told her I would not care if she looked. She smiled and didn't say a thing. I grabbed my towel and some soap. Lisa looked at my tented shorts and asked if I needed anything else to help with my need. I told her I didn't have anything and she took a small tube of Vaseline from her night kit and handed it to me. My penis was almost poking out of my shorts by this time and she noticed. As soon as I descended the stairs from the tower and walked over to the tree where the sun shower was hanging, I took my shorts off and wetted my body with the now barely warm water. I soaped up first and felt the cool morning breeze and warm sun on my naked body, my erection waned a little from the cold so I stroked it with one soapy hand. I could hear her feet on the platform and it sounded like she had moved to the edge above me. I assumed she was watching and that turned me on, partly because she had told me before I flew out to visit her that she would give me my privacy and it was inappropriate for her to see me take care of myself. I rinsed off with as little water as I could, partly because it was chilly out there and also to save it for her. Then, I took my towel and made a show of drying off by bending over and also by drying my balls and penis carefully. I'd lost some of my erection because of the cold so I tried to excite myself by trying to talk up to her in the tower. "I'm almost done, Lisa. I saved you plenty of water," I called out. "Yeah, it looks like you didn't use much. Is it cold?" she asked. I could tell her voice was right at the observation walk above me. I admitted it was chilly. "Maybe a cold shower will be enough for you then?" she called back to me. I told her that all the wonderful kissing and her beauty had left me needing more. "Take your time then, I'm enjoying the view." I couldn't tell if she was talking about nature or me but when I looked up right then, I didn't see her. I took the Vaseline and put a tiny amount on my hand and started stroking the erection that was now back in full strength. Oddly enough, part of what was on my mind was how much time should I take? I didn't want to be too quick and make her think I was prone to premature ejaculation nor take so long she thought I was a hog for the shower. "Everything going well? Do you have enough to think about?" I heard from the top of the stairs on the tower. I told her I was trying my best. "Don't try, enjoy yourself. Isn't that what its about?" she responded. "Think about how wet I got when we were kissing last night. I had to play inside my sleeping bag after I heard you were asleep. Will that help?" I could tell she was enjoying the tease so I teased back, "Oh you know how much I love the idea that you got excited. I just got even harder and it feels so good to imagine your wetness on me right now." With a little more banter back and forth, I shot my cum out onto a leafy green plant right by the shower, milked the remaining drops from my penis, and threw caution to the wind. I put my towel over my shoulder and walked up to the base of the steps. She was sitting above looking down. "A little immodest there, aren't you?" she asked. I chuckled, "I assume you already saw a minute ago. Besides, my clean underwear is up there.' "I'm admitting nothing," she said walking down the stairs. "But maybe you should take shorts down with you and be prepared so you don't give me too much visual excitement." I watched her walk over to the shower spot and look right at the plant where I had squirted, then look back at me with a wink.