Biker's Ass

This past weekend I rode with a group of guys, and we did just over sixty miles of biking. On the flats, what I do is jockey for position in the peloton, gauging the right speed, talking with friends, and more important finding the right eye candy that is to get me over the hills just a little bit faster. By that I mean the one guy who's got a great looking ass that I'm bound and determined that no one is going to get between me and that guys ass.

Biking; the only sport where staring at a guys ass and legs for the duration of the time is more than encouraged by all involved.