Nice sunny day. Or maybe a bit cool but low humidity and nice peaceful trees. Few passersby, not for a while anyway, and you're secluded from the neighborhood road. You get the strong urge to play with your genitals. You're outdoors and feelin' good. Nice weather. Do you do it? To orgasm?
I frequent the far end of a beach; backs up on a wildlife sanctuary and fronts a mangrove swamp; only access is up the beach from the south, and I can see you coming a mile and a half away. The few people I see are usually sunbathers in tiny thongs or sometimes nude, but it's usually secluded on a weekday. I'll sometimes lose the Speedo and stroke with the sun and the warm breeze on my body, and/or do some naked tai chi; I've even had a few nice hook-ups now and again.
I say, old son, not to be Wooster-dense, but your profile photo has me befozzled. The (ahem) genital area "looks" more female than male. Perhaps you are clean-shaven (friseured), and your maleness is tightly tucked away from view of the rapacious pubic...er, public. Of course, this is none of MY bleedin' business either, so a non-response on your part would be quite reasonable to my part. TTFN
I have done it a few times especially in a quiet spot, dropped trousers and wanked away happily till I cum,much better when there was a few of us doing it. Used to do it in a local park there was a bench that was off the path, and it was overlooked by some houses, far away they couldn't recognise you but they could see you, and knew you were wanking
Cumming outside in a nice secluded spot, especially surrounded by nature is a wonderful thing. So peaceful and surreal.
When I was growing up, there was an area of undeveloped land behind the houses on our street, a patch of woody and shrubby ground with a few walking trails running through it. Many summer nights saw me traveling those trails completely nude and throbbingly hard. Nudity and masturbation rank as two of my very favorite things but being a naked masturbator outdoors is even better. I would stroll up and down those paths in the moonlight, feeling the air on my nude body, my erection pointing the way. Eventually I would find a spot where I would stroke myself to a knee-buckling climax. Sometimes I would do it by daylight: hike into the woods, find a place to stash my clothes and traipse around naked with my hand on my boner. I found a few spots where I could masturbate next to a trail but hidden from view by other walkers. That was a kick: hearing other people talking and walking on the path, totally unaware of the nude teenage masturbator mere feet away. Great memories.