Date: Tue, 20 May 2003 20:40:34 -0700 (PDT)
From: Will Anderson <big69will42@yahoo.com>
Subject: Wills Jack Off Journal - Chapter 20

Chapter 20 - Jacking by the River

Driving up to South Shore Lake Tahoe one Labor Day week-end by myself to
join friends, I was feeling acutely horny as I drove east up Route 50.
It's an absolutely gorgeous drive thru pine and aspen that rises from sea
level to over 6000 feet in the course of 100 miles.  About 20 miles
before Echo Summit, I pulled over at a reststop overlooking the American
River.  I had a raging hardon beneath my shorts that was poking out, and
had been I rubbing it with my finger as I drove, nicely lubed between my
pre-cum and saliva.

I parked facing the river, hoping that I might find another parked car
there with one single guy in it that might be cruising for a playmate.
Seeing none, I then took a little hike across the river, stepping
carefully from boulder to boulder.  I sat down on top of a huge boulder,
in view of the road, but a good 20 yards back somewhat obscured by
redwood trees and aspen.  I dropped my shorts and underpants, and
proceeded to slowly beat off in the warm summer sun.  As I felt my climax
near, I laid back my head, spread my legs, then shot - splattering my
pent-up cumload all over the boulder.  It's the thrill of being exposed
that makes stuff like this a big turn on.  I've been turned on
by outdoor, yet discrete public masturbation ever since I was a
kid....and I've done it in all sorts of interesting places.