This is the longest oneshot I've ever written... Please enjoy. Turns out I'm happier now than I was and have had way more motion to write. I really like this chapter :)
~A.King
Tommy was giggling uncontrollably and Wilbur and Techno were doing everything in their power to shut him up. But Wilbur and Techno turned into just Techno as soon as Will spotted a very sexy man in tight biker gear across the bar.
"Techno I'm gonna go for a ride," Wilbur said with heart eyes for the biker.
"On his dick or his bike?" Techno asked as he casually placed a hand over Tommy's mouth.
"Both, hopefully," Will smiled. "You good with him?"
"You mean our loud under aged brother? If you leave, I'm going home and so is he. Phil can't find I took you guys to a bar,' Techno said sternly.
"Yeah yeah, right," Wilbur waved him off. "Make sure you both get home safe. I'm gonna go have fun."
"Just keep in mind you're only nineteen," Techno sighed. "And remember no means no. Just because you want to, doesn't mean he does. And if he does, keep in mind that you're allowed to say no too.'
Wilbur nodded and walked over to the lone biker who was drinking a water. Techno watched to make sure it would go okay and his brother wouldn't be murdered in the bar. Outside of the bar, Will was on his own because Techno just didn't want to deal with two idiots. Tommy was enough.
"Hi," Wilbur sat across from the man.
"Fuck off," the ravenette flipped Wilbur off.
"I'm Wilbur," Will smiled. "I think you're very hot."
The man's eyes went wide. "Wow... You're very.. Uh- straight forward."
"Yup," Wilbur smiled cutely. "That being said, I'd like to get to know you a bit, maybe buy you a drink."
"I don't drink," the man scoffed and sipped his water.
"Why are you at a bar?" Wilbur tilted his head.
"To get laid, but this bar fucking sucks,' he rolled his eyes.
"Man or woman?" Wilbur tilted his head.
The biker shrugged. "Whichever. Just want to have some rough sex."
"Rough sex, hmm?" Wilbur smirked. "I can help you."
"Let's go then," the man got up and grabbed his gloves off the table.
"Aren't you going to pay?" Wilbur stood up and realized he towered over this man by at least half a foot.
"Water is free," he shrugged and walked out the door.
Wilbur followed quickly. "Do I get a helmet?"
"Of course, I'm not stupid," the biker rolled his eyes and handed Wilbur a black helmet. "You got it?"
Wilbur nodded and put in on. The other man quickly put his own helmet on, then say on the bike. "Hop on."
Wilbur could hear the smile in his voice and it only made him more excited. They both on the bike, and the man started it with ease. They drove back roads, doing 120 mph for a long time. Wilbur realized they were going in large circles, but he didn't mind, he loved the thrill he was feeling. It made him want to take risks.
The man began to push 130 mph when Wilbur took this need for risk seriously. He suddenly grabbed the biker's dick through his pants and began palming him. The bike shook a moment, but otherwise the man had no reaction the touch. They raced quickly down new roads and Wilbur realized they were finally going somewhere.
