Bikers ripped through the highway, like a pack of lions roaring. They kicked up dust as they went, disturbing the peace of Leide. They approach a large sign on the side of the road. “HAMMERHEAD GARAGE – FULL SERVICE – 5 KM” The bikers pulled into Hammerhead, and Cidney Aurum walked out to greet them. “Well welcome to Hammerhead! What can I do ya for?” “What the hell happened to Cid?” The bikers grunted. Who was this twink standing in front of them? “Ah’m Cidney Aurum, Cid’s grandson!” Cidney laughed. Their customers tended to stare at him, and with good reason. Cidney was barely covered, appropriate for the hot, dry weather. He was shirtless underneath his crop-top jacket, and his jean shorts barely covered his butt. And what a butt it was. Round and perky, Cidney’s ass filled out his shorts nicely. “We need to get filled up. This is full service, right?” “Ya betch ya it is! Looks like you guys got a lot of bikes too! A nice pumpin’ coming right up!” Cidney walked over to the fleet