I began writing this a while back. Then my hard drive crashed. I hope I can remember it all.
This story is all fiction. But it is a fantasy that I wish would happen.
Bike Trail
It was late summer on one of the last perfect days before the weather would inevitably change. We had been having an unusual warm spell and the forecast didn't look good for the next week. So I decided to take advantage of what could be my last chance for a bike ride. Since it was Friday I left work early, went home to change and load up my bike on the car. I drove out to the outer part of town where I could get on the trail.
The trail was a converted rail line that was paved and ran several miles through a number of small and medium sized towns. You could bike for hours and this time of year saw very few people. I unloaded the bike and headed out of town. I loved being out here with no one around. And since I rode shirtless and commando in fairly short, loose shorts, it was nice to be able to feel the breeze blowing up into them without worrying about anyone seeing anything. Though, secretly I kind of wanted that to happen even though I'm too shy for that sort of thing.
The ride out was pleasant. I passed only 2 people. Eventually I decided it was time to turn back so I could make it back before sunset. When I was a mile or 2 from my car, I saw up ahead of me, a guy sitting on the side of the trail. As I got closer I could tell he was having trouble with his roller blades. I stopped and asked, "Are you having trouble?"
"Yeah. I think I got a rock jammed in one of the wheels when I walked through that gravel" he said without looking up. There was a patch of unpaved trail where they had been working on something.
I started noticing this guy was really good looking. Early twenties, must be a student at the college that the trail ran by a few miles away in the other direction from where I had been riding. He was sitting in the grass, with 1 skate off and in his lap. His shirt was off and tucked into the waistband of his shorts. He had dark blonde, wavy hair, a smooth chest that looked toned but not very muscular, and 2 quarter sized beautiful dark pink nipples.
"I've got some tools in my bike bag. Maybe this 'super tool' will help" I said as I reached in and found my combination tool. I climbed off my bike, put down the kickstand and stepped over to hand him the tool.
For the first time he looked up at me as he reached out to take it. He was in the perfect position to see up my shorts and the prize inside. He obviously didn't expect to see that. His eyes widened and he quickly turned away as he took the tool. "Th.. thanks," he said blushing and a little embarrassed.
I carried on as if nothing had happened, but I tried to place myself so that he could get a better look the next time. "Do you think you can get the rock out with the pliers?" I asked.
"I think so." And after a couple minutes he continued, "There. That's better. It spins now." He put his skate back on.
"I'll ride with you a bit in case you still have trouble," I said.
"That's OK. I don't want to keep you from your ride," he answered apologetically.
"It's no problem. I'm almost done anyway. Besides, you might need some help." With that I got back on my bike and slowly rode along with him. Now I could see what a wonderful body he had. We chatted a bit. I introduced myself and he told me his name was Alex. I was right about him being at college. But it was obvious there was still something wrong with his skate. After about a mile we stopped again. "I don't know much about skates, but it seems like there's still something wrong."
"Yeah I think the wheel's busted."
"Can you get a replacement?"
"Yeah but it'll take me a while to get one. I was hoping to skate a few more times this year." he said.
"Well I don't think you're going to make it back to campus."
"I'll just walk if I have to." There was a little worry in his voice.
"No way." I said quickly. "It'll be dark soon. I'm not going to leave you to try and make it back. My car is just up ahead, not far. I'll give you a ride back." I could tell Alex was about to say I didn't have to do that, but I stopped him. "I'm giving you a ride and that's that. Just say 'yes'."
He gave me a smile of relief, and then chuckled, "OK. Yes. And thanks, Nate."
"No problem," I said smiling back.
We got to my car a few minutes later. By now the sun was setting. I unlocked the door. "Go ahead and get in while I load up the bike." He sat down and took his skates off while I got the bike rack out and attached it to the car. When I sat down in the driver's seat I noted to myself that it was warm enough for both of us to still be shirtless. I took a quick look at his nice chest and started the car. "OK, so where am I taking you?"
"Do you know the Cottages?" he asked. The Cottages were housing on the edge of campus for students who paid a little more so they didn't have to live in the dorms. Each Cottage had 4-5 people living in it, and have their own kitchens.
"Yeah. Never been in them but I know where they are," I answered. As we drove I asked him things about school and stuff. Just chit chat. It seemed like he had something to say but couldn't quite bring himself to say it. So I asked, "Is there something on your mind?"
"Kinda," came his hesitant reply.
"Sometimes it's best to just say it. Don't worry you won't offend me or anything," I said.
"Well... it's just... well.... back on the trail I noticed your.... uhhhh... well you weren't wearing anything under your shorts," he finally said.
"I'm still not," I joked trying to help him relax. He smiled a little. "Seriously though, I always do that when I'm riding. It feels good."
"I know what you mean." Alex seemed to be relaxing. "I do that, too when I skate." With that he reached down and readjusted things in his pants. My penis jumped and I had to do the same. Then he blurted out, "Are you married?"
"Nope."
"Girlfriend?"
"Nope," I answered. Then, sensing where he might be going I added "No boyfriend, either. It's just me."
