Page 55 of Bro Code

Riley set down his own glass, putting a fist to the burn in his chest. “Okay.” Louis was looking at him with that mischievous twinkle in his eye again. “Meaning…?”

“Meaning we could go in there and no one would bother us.”

Riley felt his eyes go wide. “You’re not serious. You mean like…”

Louis nodded, eyes twinkling.

“Fuck, you really do have a thing about public places. Is that allowed?”

“Oh, absolutely not. We’d have to be very efficient.”

Riley remembered how fast Louis had come when they messed around in the woods. “Well, we all know you can be.”

Shooting him a sassy look, Louis took him by the hand and started walking backwards. “Sooo…?”

Riley was still hard from dancing, and a bit drunk, and stuff was going a bit hazy around the edges. He nodded, eyes fixed on Louis, and allowed himself to be led.

They separated before they got to the bathroom – Louis saying it would be better to go in one at a time. Riley stood outside going mad with impatience while he waited the minute or so Louis had told him to wait.

The music muted to a dull thump as he shut the door behind him and looked around. It was surprisingly clean. The floor was dry, the tile was scrubbed, it didn’t smell. He walked down the row of stools until he spotted a pair of feet in the disabled stall, glanced around, heart racing, and slipped inside.

Louis was in there, grinning ear to ear. Riley quietly shut the door, saying something dumb about how nice it was in here, but Louis put a finger to his lips and shook his head. Then he just went to his knees and started undoing Riley’s zipper.

Riley’s mouth dropped open. He stood there in stunned silence watching Louis pull his jeans down to the knees, freeing his cock, fully hard by now and already leaking. He knew they had to be quick, but he didn’t realize it would be quite so efficient. No kissing or anything? No “how-do-you-do”?

Apparently not, because all of a sudden, Louis was spitting on it, and then it was in his mouth.

Riley gasped and braced on the wall. “Holy shit.”

Louis looked up and waved a finger at him, shaking his head. “You have to be quiet,” he said, around him.

Riley bit his lips together. Fuck, he was just supposed to stand here and watch Louis do this in silence?

Louis was really fucking going to town too, looking Riley dead in the eye while he slobbered and slurped and worked him with both hands, running his tongue all the way up and down the underside of his shaft before taking him all the way down and groaning around him. Riley couldn’t remember the last time a guy had gone this off the fucking rails for his cock.

“Jesus,” he said under his breath. “Jesus.”

The bathroom door opened, and music poured in for a moment before it closed. Riley froze, going wide-eyed, and Louis paused, staring back up at him with his cock poking into one cheek. They listened to footsteps cross the tile, and heard a zipper come down. Riley couldn’t hear the guy peeing over the thump of the music, but he assumed that’s what he was doing.

Very slowly, Louis began to suck him again. Riley glared and shook his head. Louis wiggled his eyebrows and ignored him.

Riley made his eyes as big and angry as possible to telegraph that he was absolutely not about to get sucked off with a guy standing right outside in full earshot, but Louis just responded by making his eyes as big and evil as possible to telegraph that, actually, yes he was.

Riley grabbed the back of his head to stop him, but Louis just did that fucking thing with his tongue like he had the first time he went down on him, and things went kind of hazy again, and to be honest, what was so wrong with getting sucked off in a bathroom with a guy standing right outside, anyway? Riley tightened his grip and ended up using the hand he’d put in Louis’ hair to hold him still while he shoved his cock all the way down his throat.

Louis’ eyes went wide. His hands came to Riley’s ass and gripped tight as Riley held him by the hair and stared into his eyes and began to throatfuck him.

Holy shit it was hot.

He went slowly at first, holding tight to the back of Louis’ head and watching the way his eyes got really big as he bottomed out in the back of his throat. After two or three thrusts, he pulled Louis off by the hair, a thick string of precome and saliva stretching from the tip of his cock to the middle of Louis’ tongue. He gave Louis a silent questioning look: Is this okay?

Louis just nodded, eyes half-closed, and pulled him back in by the ass.

Riley grit his teeth to keep from swearing, and thrust faster. He heard the guy outside pull up his zipper and go to the sink. Heard the faucet turn on. Heard it turn off. All the time, staring Louis in the eye and hearing the faint, wet sound of his cock going down his throat. The music got loud again as the door opened, then quiet again as it closed.

“Ffuck,” Riley gasped in relief.

It echoed off the tiles and Louis pinched his ass like he was reminding him to be quiet.