Biking Trip Discussion

It wasn’t exactly heavy on the bondage or exhibitionism, but it was pretty enjoyable. This late autumn, I went mountain biking to the far reaches of our local state park. While the section near the city gets quite busy with fall foliage crowds, the outer areas are fairly deserted. There’s a dead-end trail at the end of the park that leads out to a big lake. The start is several kilometers from the nearest cabins, and the path stretches maybe 5 miles long. Since there’s no dedicated parking—just where the gravel road transitions into the trail—I parked right at the entrance. It felt unlikely anyone would bump into me, especially by car. So I biked out to the end of that trail, building up a good sweat. Once I reached the far end, I decided to test if you can cum while pedaling on a bike. I stripped down and rode back about a mile (the bare pedals hurt my feet a bit). On the way back, I turned around and inserted a smallish butt plug—roughly 3 inches long with a bulb that was 1 1/4 inches wide and tapers to 3/4 at the neck. Then I started pedaling again, one hand on the handlebar and the other holding my cock. Helmet stayed on:-). The plug sat comfortably, moving along with my rhythm. I felt myself approaching orgasm a few times, but each time I’d just stop pedaling to hold back because I had told myself at the start that it had to happen while in motion. Self-control isn’t easy, so next time around, I shot right onto my own thigh… The amusing part was that the plug—a soft, jello-like one with flaps designed to keep it from sliding out—actually disappeared inside me. Oops. I pushed it back out while still ‘hot’ and rode unhurriedly back to where my clothes were waiting.