Banging on the Bathroom Floor

I groaned loudly as I threw my head back, a painful crack sounding throughout the lavatory, and reverberating in my skull. Though the pain was intense for that moment, it was soon forgotten as pleasure took over. I writhed against the door, gripping the knob tight to keep from melting into a pool of sweat and excretion beneath me.

Though I was sure he was just as inexperienced as I was, the way he worked me in his mouth proved otherwise. He must've done this before. No one could be this good naturally. But then again, there was a lot I didnt know about the man kneeling before me.

"Oh... Fuck. Gawd.... G-georg!! Oh... FUCK..." The moans no longer surpressed began to slip from my lips. I bit down hard and tried to regain composure. I looked down to see his eyes burrowing into my own as he continued tracing my length with his tongue, sweat dripping down his forehead.

A sudden thump against the door brought me back, followed by a familiar voice.

"Tom? Tomi, are you in there?"

Georg continued polishing the surface of my member, holding me in place with embedded teeth. I winced harshly as he pulled me in further, using his teeth as picks. Another knock came upon the door, Georg chose to ignore it. Knowing my brother I knew he wasnt one to give up.

"Tom! I know you're in there! I can hear you moaning," Bill bellowed through the wooden barrier that stood between us.

"What do you want Bill!" I spoke through gritted teeth. Georg repositioned himself beneath me, caressing my inner thighs with his large hands, he began to hum softly. The tingle that ran up my body was too much to contain and I let out a moan dripping with tittilation.

"Ugh, Tom, What are you doing in there?"

"I'm sure you know very well what I'm doing Bill!!" Regretably, on countless ocassions, my dick took place of my brain and I lost all train of thought except to please it. My main focus was to my lower regions. Nothing else! As for what Bill saw, ... well ... he really needs to learn to knock!

"Oh god, Tomi! The whole fucking hotel can hear you considering the noise your making,"

Shit.
Mental note: Practice control!

"...anyway, Do you know where Georg is?"

"Shit ...oh my...G-- ...fuck!" Georg was showing no mercy, which made it very difficult to gain control over my body. I wobbled and thrashed violently, dangerously close to toppling over. Nothing like a blow-job to help you forget all your troubles. "Uhm.. no. No, can't say I have," I lied. Georg chuckled softly, pulling away from my swollen manhood, and taking a final taste, licking the silky white liquid from the tip. I shuddered.

"Ok ... well, can you ... could you - could you tell him I need to speak to him? It's kinda' urgent...," Hah! Girl troubles no doubt. I grinned, and struggled to contain my solace.

"Will do! As soon as I-I ...as... Oh shit! ..." He was on his feet now, groping me gently and trailing kisses past my navel, "...as soon as I s-see him,"