In the Woods

I was on the way home from a few nights camping up in the mountains, and as the miles slipped by, I realized that I really needed to pee. Basically, just forgot as I hurried to pack up and head out, though too, I really hadn't needed to at the time. I was still in the mountains, on the Interstate, and saw an exit up ahead leading to a dirt forest service road. What the heck, I thought, and I slowed down and took the exit, and headed off into the woods. After about a mile or so, I came to an area where the trees had been cut down, forming a clearing. On one side was a pile of scrub, small branches and plenty of pine needles and dirt. Seemed like a good place to stop, so stop I did, and once out of the pickup, I headed for the scrub pile. Out came my cock, and for the next minute or so, I savored the relief of a much-needed piss - my bladder really was full. Finished, I was just getting ready to tuck things back in when I realized that the fresh air felt good, and you know, I hadn't had a good cum for a few days. That was really all it took. In seconds my cock started shaping up I'm a grower and soon my full 6 inches was pointing at the scrub pile I'd just moments before watered with my pee. Too, it was a nice, warm afternoon, and the air felt good on my cock. Didn't take too long to undo my belt and open my jeans and slide them and my briefs down to mid-thigh. A gentle breeze came up as I stroked, adding to the pleasure I was feeling. I slowed down momentarily as a drop of pre-cum formed on the end of my shaft, caught it before it could fall to the ground, and rubbed it around the underside of the glans - nice! Perhaps I should mention that I am circumcised, and the combination of the slippery pre-cum and the soft breeze really added to the moment. But I didn't want to cum too fast, so I slowed down a bit, edged some, and otherwise just stood there and enjoyed the many sensations. Even looked around a bit, wondering if someone might be watching me. No chance though, there was a stillness to the scene that was almost eerie, and I easily could have heard a vehicle approaching. Stroke for a minute or too, slow down and rub the continually flowing pre-cum onto the underside of my cock, stroke again for a minute or two and almost too soon I could feel my balls tighten and my cum start its journey up and out - in this case, up and out into the afternoon air. Seemed like a lot, too, and certainly good and strong - squirt, squirt, squirt... ahhhhh Finished, I slowly squeezed the last drops of cum out of my softening cock, licked the thick creamy liquid off my fingers, and pulled my briefs and jeans back up. Time to get back on the road.