The blogosphere recently went crazy with the news that some poor Scottish bloke had been arrested for having sex with his bike in the privacy of his room.

The hostel cleaners knocked on his door and then unlocked it, discovering him getting jiggy with his cycle in an apparently shocking manner.

The poor guy made the mistake of pleading guilty to breach of the peace and now he’s on the sex offenders register for three years. The ruling has raised privacy concerns in Britain.

Central Station reports on the comments by his lawyer about the legality of the conviction.

“This case should not prevent people who want to engage in this sort of activity from doing so,” Mr. Scott recommended, “What I would say to a client of mine that wanted to do this kind of thing is as long as it’s behind a bolted door, with an inanimate object, then each to their own.”

Guardian writer Matt Seaton was similarly sympathetic, arguing “anyone who loves cycling is, to some extent, a bike fetishist.”

The principle any self-respecting court ought surely to have been upholding here was that what passes between a person and their consenting bicycle behind closed doors is nobody’s business but their own,” he suggested.

The funny thing is that Time Out New York recently featured an article entitled I Want To Have Sex With My Bicycle in their sex issue.

We used a condom for lube and cleanliness—those handlebars have been all over town—but no helmet. I pulled off my pants, flipped the bike upside down, leaned back and guided the handlebar right inside of me.

There’s even a blog called The Pornography Of The Bicycle which delves into bike porn and bike eroticism.

They were understandably concerned to learn of the Scottish bloke’s fate, leading them to post:

Do the health benefits of an active bikesexual lifestyle make up for the potential danger and embarrassment of being caught in the act? Imagine having to go around to all the houses in your neighborhood saying, “Hi. I am a sexual predator. I was caught humping a bicycle, so you should probably not leave your pretty young Bianchi laying around on your front yard… for it’s safety.”

Given that bikes do have a certain intimate contact level via the seat, I’m not surprised some people get off on them. And good luck to them, I say. Just as long as they’re not on the freeway when they’re doing it.

Posted by quirky in News Stories, Quirky Sex