My Second Time in The Park.

Hello all! I hope those who have been frequenting my account have enjoyed the previous two stories! I'm pretty confident that this one, however, will probably be the best one. Who remembers that group of trees I mentioned in my first story? It was the early hours of a rainy evening this winter, and I had just been over at a friends house playing some video games. We'd had a great time and a good laugh - it was quite a long walk back but I didn't really mind the rain that much - I went out with my headphones and listened to some music as the light rainfall beat down onto me. However, it was much colder than it had been recently that evening. Eventually I approached my road - 5 minutes away was the tree where I had came so very hard 2 years ago. Now, I had been walking past that area a few times over the past few months in the evening, and noticed the group of trees I saw last time were practically impossible to see through in the darkness, despite being right next to a road. I had also checked that there was a way into it, but I never really explored it. As I came down my road, I once again noticed how little people were out, especially considering how it was around 2AM. Suddenly, I realised I wasn't making my way back home. I was making my way to the park. Something has switched inside me and my heart began to beat as I realised what I was going to do. Looking left and right as I crossed the road, I made my way over and crawled into the trees - upon further inspection they seemed more like bushes. As I came in I ran my smartphone's light through the branches - it seemed there was nobody in there with me. There were small branches coming out of the ground covered in leaves and the leaves of the bushes covered the majority of the little makeshift hut. It seemed people had been here in the past - an old pillow was rotting in the corner with a few cans here and there, but I paid them no notice - they were out of the way, and my focus was on other things. I slowly started to become aware of my growing heartbeat and swelling bladder - I had drunk a lot of tea over at my friends house and needed to relieve myself before I would get down to business. I unbuckled my jeans and brought out my flaccid penis - absolutely tiny due to the cold weather and rain, and peed all onto some of the bush's roots. The feeling of relieving yourself outdoors is fantastic, especially when you're aroused. My penis still out, I then looked around, and took a deep breath. I took off my watch and my headphones and put them into my coat pockets, before hanging them on a sturdy branch that acted like a little coat hanger. My hat came off, and the shirt I had over my T-shirt came off. I looked down at my penis and the sensation of exposure began to slowly take over as I tugged at my penis with my cold hands. There it was again. That feeling of joy as I felt the pleasure of masturbation outdoors. However, I was finding it very hard to become erect. I licked my hand and coated it with saliva before applying it to my cock through rubbing. I shuddered and let loose a sigh as the warm, slimy fluids made each stroke much nicer, and I began to become erect. It was pretty cold, but I continued. I was completely concealed, but I still felt so naughty, and I wanted to feel naughtier. I took off my top and placed it along with my other stuff on the makeshift coat hanger. Now, from the waist up, I was nude. I grabbed both my nipples and rubbed them hard, letting them taste the cold air and occasional rain drop that came through the roof of leaves and shrubbery. I continued to masturbate, looking around my surroundings and taking in what I was doing. "Oh god. Mhmm." The words came out of my mouth hot and heavy as I stroked harder - I never normally say things like that when I masturbate, but I was safe to do it here. It was my little outdoor haven. Not too loud but not too quiet, I began to pleasantly moan and sigh as I continued to stroke my elongating penis. By this point I was so aroused, I was ready. A mischievous smile on my face, I grabbed both sides of my Jeans and pulled, as they fell down to my ankles, held off the ground by my boots. Aside from below my ankles, I was completely naked outdoors. My fantasy had been fulfilled, and I started to become even more exited - my moaning became harder as I realised how turned on I was - I couldn't see myself, but I knew my expressions were lewd and full of passion. I looked down at my slightly chubby physique and thick cock as I stroked. The feeling of the wind and the rain was amazing in contrast with the hot, steamy sensations of masturbating. Blinded by my lust, I squatted down, and sucked my middle finger, lubing it and using it to massage my anus. Still stroking, I inserted my right middle finger into my clean ass - the walls of my ass clenched down at the pleasure as I stroked harder and moved my finger around in my ass, using my thumb to stimulate my balls at the same time as me pumping my finger in and out of my ass. "Yeah, oh yeah - that feels amazing." I pulled my finger out and stood back up. I was really getting into this, but I needed more. I wanted to really expose myself. I looked over to a larger gap in the bush that I could easily walk out of. I walked over to it, a little nervous at first, but as I started to masturbate again I walked forward a little more, squatting as I stroked harder. It was the early hours - there was nobody around, and yet there I was, stroking my fully erect dick out in the open. And then just like last time, a car turned down the road. It's lights shone through some trees and I ducked a little, trying to hide myself as best as possible. Fortunately I was covered by the leaves quite well and the car drove on by. That was an absolute thrill. I began to speed up my fapping - I went back to stimulating my balls and ass as I stroked, and just thinking about the idea of someone walking past set me off. I was almost there. I stood up, and took a deep breath in and stepped out further. Head raised up, right arm spread out, legs shaking, breath heavy, and my left hand stroking rhythmically as I edged closer... and closer... and then? I came. Hard. It was a gutteral orgasm, working it's way through my body in delicious shudders before focusing into my loins in the form of heavy convulsions as each shot of sperm squirted onto the grass outside the bush as I moaned louder than before, thrusting with each spasm, an expression of bliss and relief on my face. I felt refreshed and alive. I didn't spend much time to bask in the afterglow though - as soon as I came off my orgasm I dived back into the cover of the bush hut and put on my wet clothes, walking swiftly back home, where I brought myself to another intense orgasm back in bed. I still can't I belive I managed to do something like that, but it was absolutely worth it. I don't think I'll end up doing anything like this for a long time, but if I end up doing anything else quite interesting in the masturbation department you'll see a story from me. I really hoped you enjoyed this one as much as I did! I hope you enjoyed this as much as I did! Take care!