Sean loved hiking in the woods and today was the best of the best: a perfect 75 degrees deep in the mountains with fresh air and birds singing. He just could not help smiling to himself as he traversed the familiar path. Soon he came to his favorite spot, a small bubbling brook with crystal clear water. It was shaded by trees and smelled fresh and clean.
He carefully stepped on the stones to cross the brook when a deer, startled by his presence, jumped out of the bushes and bounded down the path behind him. He jumped involuntarily from the noise and commotion and lost his balance. He found himself sitting in that crystal clear and very cold, brook laughing as he watched the deer running for its life.
Sean stood up, completely soaked from the fall, and made he way up the path. As he walked he realized the wet canvas shorts were chafing his legs raw. The more he walked the more uncomfortable they became. As he entered a small clearing the sun showed hot on his shoulders. There was a boulder in the clearing made hot by sunlight. As he sat down the idea occurred to him.
Looking sheepishly around and seeing no one. Sean quickly decided to let his shorts dry on the boulder. He quickly took off his shorts and underwear laying them out to dry.
Looking around the clearing for strangers and seeing no one he began to relax a little. The gentle breeze on his chafed skin felt great. He stood up to catch a little more air and found the feeling on his genitals felt even better. Looking at the boulder and seeing the water still streaming from his shorts, he realized he had a long wait until they were dry. Sighing he leaned against the boulder and gazed longingly at the trail.
As he sat there wasting the time when he could be hiking he began to realize that he had not seen a single other person all day. In fact he could not recall seeing another person the last time he was here either. That was what he liked best about this location, it was remote and no one seemed to use it. It was like having his own private retreat.
The more he thought about it, an idea began to form. What if he finished his hike while his shorts dried? What would be the harm? It's a beautiful day and he would only be gone an hour. He could think of no good reason not to go, so he went.
Soon the fear and uncertainty had left him. He found himself humming and enjoying not only the hike but the feeling of freedom from having his genitals exposed to the open air. He felt like he could walk better, climb better and enjoy himself more without all those clothes holding him back. Besides it felt so good he was become aroused. Walking around with a hard-on was not such a bad thing; it certainly felt better than getting aroused in his shorts and finding ways to rearrange himself.
The trail began to narrow and wind up the mountain now and soon he found himself forgetting he was without pants and concentrating more on the trail. It was that state of mind he found himself when he rounded a particularly tight and narrow corner of the trail and literally ran into her.