I laid my towel on a fallen tree and began to undress. I closed my eyes and tilted my head back and, for the first time, began to really feel the rain. Water ran down my bare chest, over my abs, soaked my pubic hair, and it ran down my warm erection. My knees began to bend in the pleasure and I began to moan as my orgasm approached. If I landed on anything, I couldn't feel it as the waves of pure, intense pleasure continued to build. I also had to laugh, as I used the soaked towel to wipe the mud off, thinking about the excuse I would have to make if my grandparents saw me come back inside in soaked clothes.