Or so he thought. Wilson had already run things through his mind of what he wanted to do while Barry was there, but all of that was shattered when Barry said "I have to head back to Starlabs though". Barry could see Wilson's face fall a bit. Barry gave a half smile before kissing him on the forehead "you'll barely notice I'm gone. I just need to check in." Before Wilson had time to argue, Barry was gone.
The thing was...Wilson did notice he was gone. He always felt it when Barry wasn't around. It felt like a black hole had opened up inside. It was an achy feeling. He truly hated to miss him. He didn't feel up to deal with any of the things he should deal with, so he turned and loaded the washer with the few things he had used to cook with. After that he headed to take a shower. He had just gotten the water to the perfect temperature when he felt a new addition to his shower. His head buzzed with happiness as the black hole vanished for the moment.
When he turned he was met with a kiss that sent chills through his body. He knew it was such an odd thing for one such as himself to be brought to this feeling by a single person. He didn't much care though. So what if he had a weakness? Love was hard enough to find. To him Barry was worth the possible danger. He kissed him back and jumped when he felt a hand slide down to his now hard penis. He moaned in the kiss as Barry brought him to climax.
He never took long with him. After he finished his release Wilson moved out of Barry's way. Barry washed his hair as if he hadn't just done anything. Wilson watched him as he soaped up his body. He felt himself get hard again... he found himself wanting to be inside Barry. The two had done just about everything except for that. Berry had no problems with getting on his knees for Wilson, but that seemed to be as far as he'd go for now.
Wilson was focused on Barry's ass, but was just as happy when Barry turned; looks like he wasn't the only one hard. He looked up at Barry's face. He was biting his lip. Wilson knew what he wanted. He wrapped his hand around Barry and began to return the favor.
Barry was leaning against the wall and was moaning loudly as Wilson stroked him. Barry was always loud and was never ashamed. He thought that if he was enjoying something enough to make noise then he should. And he always did, and Wilson always loved it. It wasn't much longer until Barry had reached his climax.