Trilogy Title: I Want You to Want Me

Title: Happy 21st Birthday!!!

Disclaimer: Don't Own Am Broke

Pairing: Will/Sam...Willam...Samill...I will stop now

Rating: M (sexuality)

Summary: Celebration of someone's 21st birthday goes differently then expected.

Note: Um...They are both of age and um...don't hurt me...Enjoy!

Will didn't really know what was going on. He heard loud noises behind him and if he didn't have something holding him to a wall he would have jumped, they sounded like bombs, was he back in Iraq? Then he felt something soft and hot push against his waist holding him still against the wall. The hand was small but callused and familiar, why was it familiar, maybe he should open his eyes.

His vision was blurry at best he felt his mind try to seek back where he was the last thing he remembered was downing his fifth Sam Adams, and their was a face young, handsome, did he just say handsome? As something licked his lower neck and then found his Adam's apple to suck on he remembered where he had been. Sam's 21st birthday, Sam had only invited him, why?

His memory blurred and senses went haywire as a tongue licked along his open buttoned shirt. He was drunk, this was wrong. His ears finally allowed his brain to understand what he was listening to, the music was loud techno. The bass made the wall he was leaning against vibrate his body. He heard the lips that were licking along his 6-pack hum as the vibrations made his body more sensitive.

He closed his eyes trying to get the energy to push the person off of him. However his body had not felt this good in a long time, Sarah had been sick and unable to do anything in bed. The song changed and the vibrations that moved under his body reminded him of another time he had found pleasure. He had been trying to forget the memory but everything seemed to remind him of his time in Ironhide. The Autobot had understood why he had been pleasuring himself in his passenger seat, he explained that his sensors told him Sarah was not up to the task. Consequently that first time had turned into a second time and then a third.

The tongue finally dipped low into his naval and the sensation made him jerk and his erection became a painful reminder of what the mouth and the person attached to that mouth were doing to him. So if he wasn't in his truck and it wasn't Sarah then who? Will looked down just as the first button popped open on his tight jeans. All he could see was a mess of hair, hair that had a familiar color and then there were eyes. Looking up at him with such lust and desire his head fell back trying to ignore his brain making the connection, he didn't want to know that the newly turned 21 year old was giving him the best sex, with a human, he had in a long time.

However his mind would not listen the name registered in his alcohol soaked brain and the right side of him the conscious the morals made him open his mouth. Just as a tongue slid across and enveloped him in hot wet suction. Needless to say the harsh name came out in a moan, a long drawn out moan. If the hand wasn't holding him up against the vibrating wall he would have fallen down his knees to weak in surprise and pleasure to be able to support him.

His brain still didn't want to comprehend what was happening. Think of Sarah. But then he remembered the sensation of the stubble on the boys chin that had made the blood rush faster then anything else ever had down to his groin. Okay thinking was not helping him, maybe he should just enjoy it. The mouth moved up and down his length simultaneously a hand not the one holding him up came from below and ...

Coherent thought was not possible. His hands went immediately for the head, he couldn't speak his tongue was numb so he did the next best thing. He pulled the head off of him and pulled him up ignoring the look, the lust, the pleasure and he didn't want to hear his mind interpret the last emotion in those deep eyes. He crashed his lips against the already swollen lips, as his own release came. He didn't take long in changing positions, but he knew if he tried to kneel he would probably never be able to get up, the alcohol had still not cleared his mind completely.

So he used his hands, still massaging the tongue inside the boys mouth he moved his hands down along the abs that were forming, he had been working out. Sweat drip from his chest his hand moved it around twisting against sensitive parts slowly down along the back and pushing into the to tight pants that hung low around the boys hips. He heard the moan in his own mouth and a name whispered against his lips as he broke away and held on tightly to his neck, sucking, licking, marking.

"Too close...please now..." The boys deep throaty moans made Will move faster, keeping a pace that the boy had kept on his own erection. It ended too quickly the boy leaned heavily against his body and Will wanted to do the same. But he was the oldest the more mature, he was the one who knew this shouldn't have happened, that it was wrong. Didn't Sam say something about Mikaela before and Bumblebee, he had said something about Bumblebee as well.

Will looked into those eyes the ones that he had seen so many emotions just a few minutes ago. The emotions were gone blocked, hidden, unseen and locked away. "Will I..."

"I don't regret it bo...Sam but it can't happen again." Will said being the mature one, the sane one, the sober one.

Sam nodded emotions flashing along his face quicker then Will could detect and decipher. Then it was done. He was walking out of the bar towards Ironhide and Sam was walking in the opposite direction to Bumblebee. Pants buttoned, cum cleaned off as best they could and because they weren't going to drive alcohol content too high to care. But when Will got to the topkick, Ironhide wouldn't open the door.

TBC or Oneshot? What will Ironhide and Bumblebee do?