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Cyclesexuals – a Silent Menace

A 51-year-old man caught by cleaners ‘simulating sex’ with a bicycle in his locked room in a hostel in Ayr, Scotland has been sentenced to three years probation and has been added to the Sex Offenders Register.

‘In almost four decades in the law I thought I had come across every perversion known to mankind,’ opined the presiding judge, talking I presume about the cases he had heard rather than other judges. ‘But this is a new one on me. I have never heard of a “cycle-sexualist”.’

Reportedly, the cleaners used a master key to unlock the door and they then observed the offender

‘wearing only a white t-shirt, naked from the waist down… holding the bike and moving his hips back and forth as if to simulate sex.’

Both cleaners, who were ‘extremely shocked’, told the hostel manager who called police.

Some bleeding-heart louche metropolitan types have whinged that this case is a ridiculous overreaction and waste of judicial resources – or even a worrying invasion of privacy and attack on personal liberty. What a load of inner tubes. Thank goodness someone has had the courage to take a stand against this evil vice threatening the very lycra of our society. Not to mention undermining attempts to combat Global Warming, obesity and urban congestion.

Personally, I think the fiend should have been given a lengthy custodial sentence and banned for life from being within 100 yards of a bike-stand. Contrary to the ridiculous arguments of liberals, the wicked exploitation by sick perverts like this of innocent, helpless bicycles to gratify their twisted lust is NOT a victimless crime. How can a bicycle give consent? By pinging its own bell? Changing gear? Increasing tyre pressure? Obviously not. Any sex act with a bicycle is by definition non consensual. Not to mention rather uncomfortable.

And what about the corrupting effect of this pedalistic depravity on those unfortunate enough to view it, even if they have to barge into someone’s locked bedroom to do so? Or the wider effect on society? The vile degradation and contamination of the entirely clean and pure pleasure of riding a bike to work, firm leather saddle chafing between thighs, pressing insistently, teasingly, against one’s freshly-talced but now nicely moistening Perineum?

If these cyclesexual monsters aren’t stopped, we’ll have to pixelate the TV coverage of the Tour de France and even episodes of Miss Marple.

Come to think of it, for the sake of even-handedness, the authorities should also arrest self-confessed petrosexual Top Gear presenter Jeremy Clarkson. After all, he doesn’t even have the decency to conduct his perversion in private: those close-ups of Jezza all glassy-eyed and foam-flecked in the latest Ferrari, playing with its chunky gear-lever moaning and sighing how much he really, really LOVES, no, LURRRRRRVES, this SEXY, FRISKY, FOXY, BEAUTY… go out in prime-time.

OK, I’ll admit there are some very minor details of this case that could perhaps be slightly clarified. What, for instance, does the court mean by ‘simulating sex’? Does it mean that the man was pretending to have sex with the bicycle, or that he wasn’t enjoying sex with the bicycle? If the former then perhaps he and the bike were just having a laugh after the pub like lads do, if the latter then he isn’t much of a pervert but rather kind-hearted.

Or does ‘simulating’ mean that, yes, he was having some kind conjugation with the bicycle, but the court calls it ‘simulated’ because, of course, you can’t actually have proper, natural, godly, man-woman baby-making sex with a bicycle – unless it’s had some major modifications. Like a vagina fitted under the saddle.

And why on earth did the hostel allow its residents to take bikes up to their bedrooms after dark? I also wonder somewhat about the hostel cleaners. They claim they ‘knocked several times’ before using their master-key to open the door, but I find that difficult to believe.

I mean, how many of the cleaners in five star hotels give you enough time between knocking and opening the door to allow you a chance to disentangle yourself from the Corby Trouser Press?

NB to protect the innocent, the bicycle pictured is not the unfortunate victim.

Tip: David H

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4 thoughts on “Cyclesexuals – a Silent Menace”

  1. Very pleased it´s not the actual bike, Mark. It´s an offence to show victims of sex crimes and you wouldn´t want to blow an innocent´s anonymity.

    Obviously they just get too pumped up in Ayr.

    And I really don´t want to think about Clarkson in a sexual way. Never, no way no how.

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