I had a job where I traveled within a territory. I had a minivan, with seats in the back and some open space.
On a warm early summer day I was out in my territory in a sparsely inhabited area of my state. I wanted to take a break from the driving and wanted to have some play time. I turned off the highway and into a local Forest Service park. it was a short drive off a dirt road to a parking area. Visibility was excellent. No on there or approaching.
I opened the passenger side door of the van and got in the back. I stripped off completely. Of course, by then, my cock was ready, standing up hard, the purple head shiny, cock mouth gaping, begging for attention. Fortunately, I had lube with me. At first I sat on the edge of the seat, facing out the door. My legs were splayed out as I leaned back a little. I stroked my hardness with one hand, then the other, using a nice steady rhythm.
After a bit, I slipped my shoes back on and slid out of the van to stand next to it. Man, that was nice. The warm sun on my back, my chest, my raging penis. I stood for a moment, just enjoying the feeling of the air on my balls and cock. Hmmm... a walk would be nice... I walked away from the van a bit, enjoying my rigid cock bouncing and swaying. There was a picnic table nearby. I leaned on it, legs spread, knees bent as I worked my dick hard and fast for a while. The head swelled and a gout of precum oozed out, adding to the slickness of the lube. I laid back on the table, stroking myself slowly, holding it straight out from my body. I marveled at the beauty of my perfectly proportioned cock, the head broad and shapely, the shaft thick, veiny.
Finally, the crisis came. I couldn't take more time and my penis was definitely ready to give up its milky treasure. I stood up and assumed the 'cumming' position: body arched forward a bit, knees bent, crotch thrust out. I gripped my penis around the base with my left hand and stoked faster, loving the hardness of it. My dick pulsed in my hand as I held it, regarding with reverence the spurt, then flow of gouts of semen falling to the concrete pad, darkening it. Finally the pulsations stopped. My spent penis softened, then hung half limp as I walked back to my van, leaving drips of semen in the soil.
I got back in, still naked, and drove on a ways, enjoying the sun on my body and the slimy precum and remaining semen on my leg. Later I stopped and got dressed again.
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