I was caught at like 10pm inside of my gfs car that was parked like 50oft from a mountain trail. We were both 18. She was riding me in the backseat. We really fogged up the windows. We then heard some gravel moving outside. We paused and saw there wasa bicyclist outside the car with a headlight on his bike inspecting the fogged up car. He actually started shouting "is someone in there!?". He shouted that like 3 times. This dude was persistent. Being as young as we were, we actually quickly got dressed and opened the door and asked him what he wanted. He actually asked, "what are you doing in there?". VWe told him we were watching a movie . So this guy was in full bicyclist gear. Had like a jersey, with bike shorts, and those shoe attachments on the pedals. We quickly closed the door. Told each other we needed to find a new spot. This cockblocker shouted, "you two are disgusting! Get the fuck out of here!", as we got ready to drive away. I feel sorry for anyone in this narc's life. We ended up finding a new spot. Everything that happened got us even more horned up and we fucked each other even harder. So guess should thank that asshole for adding fuel to our fucking.