Just remembering a time around 1999 that I was staying in a hotel that was part of a large mixed development, which included restaurants, night clubs, office buildings and hotels. It was about 2:00am and I couldn’t sleep worth a darn so I wondered out into the complex to enjoy the peace of the night in a place that was so full of people during the day. Of course, when staying in a hotel alone, there is an instant increase in libido and imagining new and interesting ways and places to masturbate. While I wouldn’t have admitted it to myself at the time, I probably left that hotel room in search of a place to bare myself and play with my penis, perhaps even in hopes of ejaculating outside. As I walked, I became more curious and started thinking what it might be like. If I were to do this, would that place be good, or would that place, and so on, assessing each spot as a potential location to undress. I finally settled on what appeared to be a back parking lot near the office buildings, and adjacent to a small lake built into the development. This area included some rather large, thick pine and other trees. Oddly enough, it was probably about 40 feet from an interstate highway, which still had some vehicles even at that time of the morning (now closed to 3:00am). I decided to go ahead and duck into the trees. I found a spot that appeared to be free of brush, slightly hidden behind the front trees, but clearly had visibility of the office buildings, hotel, lake (with path) and parking lot (btw, I was 38 years old at the time). I went ahead and undressed down to just my underpants (briefs), piling my clothes beside me. Next, I slipped off my underpants, and took a deep breath to take in my status and location. Like many of us that I’ve read here, I raised the stakes by walking maybe another 20 feet deeper into this wooded area so I would not have easy access to my clothes. I went ahead and sat down on the ground, and sorta crossed my legs Indian style. I began to touch my nipples and penis. My heart was pounding so fast I thought it would jump out of my chest. Only if you’ve done this before, do you understand the thrill of making yourself feel so good. My penis had been erect since I’d taken off my underwear and of course was rather lathered up on the tip with my pre-cum. I’d pump and get close, then stop and enjoy. Then, I’d focus on touching my nipples some more. Back to my dripping penis. I didn’t spend too much time edging because I was simply too aroused and excited. I went ahead and granted myself the okay to lay back a bit and pump my penis until it was pulsing forth with my semen. I’d made quite a mess on my stomach and needless to say, when I came back to reality seconds later, I scooted back to my clothes and wiped up the mess with my underpants. I quickly threw the rest of my clothes on, balled up my underwear and shoved those in my pocket, before ‘assimilating’ back into the parking lot to get back to my room. When I reflect back on that early morning, I remember fondly that experience with myself. Many times lovers remember doing things like this together. I remember doing these things to myself and with my penis, and they’ll be memories that we (my penis and I) can remember forever.
Source: (11) Naked Teenage Romp: Masturbation Memories – Onania Masturbator Forum