We're out for a nice refreshing hike, the trail is fairly secluded, and it seems like the perfect spot to test your self-control. Since good boys do as they're told, you don't hesitate when I pull you off into the bushes and tell you to take out your cock. I want to see you stroke yourself, knowing you could be caught at any moment by random hikers passing by, and knowing that you can watch me touch myself, maybe even feel me a bit, but you can't do any more than that unless I give you permission. You said there was something else you'd rather be doing than hiking. Let's see just how true that is...