Question for cyclists!

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Back when I used to do cycling racing feeling my ass getting touched up by other cyclists at the starting line and some time during the ride

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Cycling Sexercise and Fetish --- When a cycle fuck bud of mine would suit up in our brightest and tightest, go for a ride along the Hudson River up and over the George Washington Bridge....and then once on the Palisades, we'd go just in the woods to play and cum, and then dress back in each other's skinsuits for the ride home. Once back in the city, we'd fuck and then shower.... Its the hottest horniest feeling cycling in someone else's just worn gear and knowing their in yours!

I don't have a cycling buddy I can cycle with but I have cycled in a trisuit full of a lads cum that I've played online with in the past

It its actual kink fun its always been prearranged through an app. But if you road cycle you can see some nice sights.

Just having the cycling suit on! The thought of everyone seeing me in them :P

Don't have any cycling buds so always alone, though I do "accidentally" cycle past my naked sunbathing spot at the top of a small mountain quite often. Horniest thing ever is just quite literally cycling with the hardest cock you've ever had. Even though I've been part of the lycra gang for about 15 years now, my cock will still pulsate for an hour! The only question is do I put it down the leg or upwards? I've made that mistake before too, sometimes on a very hot day - which is very common here, I'll cycle in bibs with no top, and if I put the dick upwards, the head is sometimes on show!!

I would lvoe to find a cycling buddy by me to ride and have fun with sometimes!!!

Riding over the Golden Gate Bridge into San Francisco regularly, I would sometimes stop in the parking lot by the old gun fortifications if I had to piss. Since that usually involved either pulling down my skinsuit or taking off the jersey so I could get my bibshorts pulled down, I would do that in the trees. This would often get me hard even before I got there, knowing what was coming. Every so often someone would be cruising the area and would offer to blow me. One of the hottest ones was another cyclist who was just wearing bibshorts, no jersey, super built. Imagine looking down at a cyclist in a helmet and seeing his big delts and biceps pulling himself back and forth on my cock.

I wish I would get so lucky!!! Nice going!!

This sounds like a lot of fun! Especially if the cum was done inside the suit before swapping ... 🤤💦

Reminds me of a fantasy I had when I was a kid… I’d go biking with one of those guys from high school who turned me on the most, we’d have sex in the woods then we swapped shorts (only shorts) for the ride back…

Believe me, no one gives a shit about your dick… Trust me, I’ve been showing off in spandex for 40 years now and during all that time, I have had very few reactions… Speaking of dickheads showing-off, I had blue bike shorts with white mesh sides (I bought them to show that I did not wear any underwear — and I mean showing off in public like that, not indoors with just a few fuckbuddies), where when I put my dick horizontal, whenever I had a hard-on, the head would show through the mesh… Being visible, it turned me on, so I could not soft down at all… (But I’m not complaining)…

I’ve only had two cyclist fuckbuddies the first was the one who fucked me on a picnic table; the second one told me he first saw me at a naked bike ride, so he had a good idea what to expect with me.  (The actual WNBR but he’s not in the picture) We actually met at a gay sex shop. I was wearing those light blue and gray bike shorts and I locked my bike outside and went in. I felt him going behind me but I didn’t register that he was in sheer spandex bike gear (you could see his dick if you looked closely at the black shorts) and that he was after me. He caught up with me in the dildo department (I’m always looking at interesing buttplugs — I often ride with one) and I noticed him. I look at his bulge and he knew I was looking just by my hard-on. He comes to me, very close to me, and said "wanna fool around?". — Sure, I said, while I fondled his package. He came close to my face and we kissed, which hardened me on. — Your place or my place? — Well, I have somewhere to go which is not at all near my place… Turns out it wasn’t too far from where I was going, so we go to his place. We lock our bikes, and go inside. Surprise, he has a roommate who doesn’t trigger my gaydar at all… We go to his room, we do the usual kiss – fondle – kiss – suck dick – eat ass – kiss – suck – come – swallow cum – kiss, then I dress up and make a beeline to where I was to go. We keep in touch, and one day, he calls me, he’s near my place. So I go out to meet him, turns out he wants sex, so we head back home where I give him all the head he deserved. He’s still wearing black spandex, which I disapprove because I like it flashy…  — Ohhh, I’m not too sure…  I can’t really lend him some of mine, because he would be floating in them… Another time, I meet him by total chance on that bike path with only 3 access. He had his customary funeral director black shorts and I had those red shorts: — Hey, how’s it hanging, I ask? — It’s not hanging very much down now that I see you! Let’s fool a bit. So we go in the bushes, have fun, then we part. Another time, he comes to my place, and rings the bell. Hey! Long time no see! So we have a go at it, this time we do it in gear. I put on those flashy green shorts: and we do the usual deed (do I need to elaborate?) Next time we meet I was coming out of a gay bar and he sees me on the street. I was wearing those white shorts: it was in the gay village, so we walked holding our hands beween our bikes (the street was closed so we had to walk our bikes — perfect excuse for showing-off), and all we did was making out in the middle of the street, him in his usual funeral director shorts, me with a very visible hard-on… Last time I saw him, it was in late fall and pretty cold, so I was wearing those long tights (it was COLD) over my wrestling singlet . I get to his place, and we have fun together and then something strange happenned. He came as usual and I slurped his yummy cum, as usual, but we keep fooling. And then, within 5 minutes, he came again (double cream for me!). But he had the strangest reaction: he got dressed and said he didn’t like it… So I get dressed and leave. That’s strange, being scared because he came twice in a row… Afterwards, we kept in touch, but we did not meet again and then he moved to another city…