Pedalfiles: Castelli Effect

I was working as a mechanic in a local bike shop while I was also working in a print shop as a day job. I must have been 35 years old. Despite being attracted to customers of both genders, I always kept a very professional demeanor. It is important to me that people feel comfortable around me and feel at ease. It makes fitting the bike to their body and lifestyle much easier and actually enjoyable. People tend to lie a lot less and tell you personal information which is key to adapting the bicycle to them. The shop seemed to be popular with the GLBT and minority crowds. We had Spanish speakers on staff as well as out lesbian employees. Which is a rare thing this far north on this continent. My sexuality was never an issue. I did notice that I received tips from individuals that really appreciated the service. Some tips were larger from some males. One particular day a male racer that rode for the shop, and frequented the shop otherwise, wanted to give me a tip that would have been a little hard for me to take. He rode his Cervelo in to the shop. He was wearing his standard uniform, Italian made Castelli bib shorts and a jersey. He had the typical racer build of a minimal upper body and very low bodyfat. His legs were built and toned with a nice amount of slow twitch muscle. A bit out of proportion to his upper body, but the uniform didn't hide anything. Nice guy, easy to get along with short sandy hair and blue eyes. I was to install the new HED carbon wheels on his Cervelo race bike with Continental tires. He had some errands to run while I did the install. The tires are a notoriously tight fit on those rims. This is some pretty pricey gear you do not get to work on every day. He came back about about 2 hours later. He had pulled on some cargo shorts while he was out and about without his bike. He sat on the steps to a storage loft, playing with his Blackberry, while I fixed some recalcitrant shifting problems that had perplexed other mechanics. When it was time to test ride his bike he took off his cargo shorts from were he was sitting. He came towards me quickly in the little walled off shop area. You cannot hide anything in those bib shorts. He didn't stand a chance with a 6-7" rock hard erection going off toward his left hip. i was caught off guard for a split second. Which was enough time to notice the veins in his cock visible through the material. I was surprised to see something that size on a more petite 5'8" guy. So yeah I noticed it. But I will admit, it did push my master bike mechanic professionalism to it's breaking limit. He started making awkward conversation about his bike being sexy, his baby, wanting to fuck it. I said, "If that is your thing and your are a pedalfile.". I told myself that it was his girlfriend getting him worked up via his Blackberry and the rubbing of the cargo shorts on top of the bib shorts. I did my best to let him be alone in his thoughts. I pretended that I did not notice while he was leading the conversation down south repeatedly. He wasn't the hottest guy on two wheels. But I would definitely ride his seatpost without a saddle. I would have to make sure it was well greased;) I guess I have a weakness for smooth, muscular hot and hard guys. Oh the gay porno this situation could have been! I wanted to pound his ass like a saddle during a 100 mile ride. I let him leave the shop sexually ungratified and completely thrilled with his tweeked Cervelo. It was a lot of sexual tension. But having three of those Castelli kits, I could understand how a young guy with raging hormones could get rock hard. Especially when watching a well-fitting pair of jeans and a tight t-shirt servicing his bicycle. It was a weird male bonding bike shared intimacy thing. More the case, I am just trying to boost my ego. He was just extremely horny and needed to ride something, hah hah. He went on to be a pretty good Cat I racer riding for another shop. I have to wonder if he feels the same way now about me working on his bikes. I do not have a professional conflict of interest. I can be enticed by his flirting and tease his cock like it is teasing me :)

Hot story! Don't sell yourself short. Believe your ego - it's clear he was into you.

Yes, definitely. He wasn't just looking for a ride: he thought he'd found a perfect fit. :)

Glad this story made it too the new web site. I needed to refresh my memory. Still remember the veins in his lovely penis showing through the bib shorts :D