I woke alone in the hotel room and hopped out of the surprisingly comfortable bed.
Normally I don't sleep well in hotel rooms, but this time I had. I woke up feeling motivated, which is totally unlike me, perhaps helped along by the visit from John the night before.
After starting the coffee machine, I walked into the bathroom still naked, and turned the shower on. I really needed to pee too, but I was going to have to wait for my morning wood to settle down, it wasn't for going away this morning.
Back in the bedroom, I took the mug of coffee from the machine and started to sip at it.
While I finished drinking, I sat on the end on the bed, in the exact spot I was in when my brother had sucked my cock the night before.
Thinking of John swallowing my load didn't help my throbbing cock to subside, it made my morning dick jerk beneath me. There was only one thing that was going to do the trick, it was begging for my attention. I put my coffee on the dresser in front of me and laid back onto the bed.
Picturing John on his knees sucking me off, I gripped my meat and started to stroke it slowly.
Remembering his hot mouth siding down my cock, I knew that it wouldn't take long for me to cum, the thoughts were so fresh in my mind. I quickened my strokes, softly moaning his name while beating myself hard and fast.
I surprised myself with how little warning I had. With hardly any warning, I shot a huge load up my abs and over my chest.
I laid there for a minute running my fingers through the cum on my body, licked my finger clean, before heading for the shower.
After finishing in the shower, I dried myself off and wrapped the towel round my waist. I made my way back into the room, spotting the coffee I'd not finished. Walking across the room to the window, I collected the coffee, and stopped to stare out at the view.
It was so quiet here. I enjoyed looking out at the view while I finished my lukewarm coffee. I got lost in my thoughts while looking up at the beautiful hillside, when a loud voice shattered the silence and shook me from my trance. It came from Johns room.
Leaning toward the wall that joined our rooms, I listened harder. I didn't hear anything for a few seconds, then there were a few mumbles followed by Sarah shouting at the top of her voice "Fuck off then!"
It all went very quiet until the tap on my door. I was about to walk over to the door when the handle was pulled down and John walked in, closing the door behind him. A quick though sprung to mind about forgetting to lock the door last night after John left, I was so tired, but those thoughts quickly turned back to my brother.
I thought I'd give him a moment or two to gather his thoughts, I mean, it was obvious he'd just had a fight so there was no point talking about it until he wanted to.
He was already dressed for the wedding, even though it was an hour and a half before it started. I spared a moment to look him over. Nobody had ever looked so good in a suit.
He was in a navy blue three piece with a white shirt. The whole outfit was brought together with a lighter blue tie. He looked stunning, and I didn't realise I'd been staring.
It felt like a few minutes before either of us said anything. John was busy looking me up and down, his eyes shifting over my almost naked body, just as I was admiring how good he was looking.
He eventually made eye contact with me and smiled. It was like the stress caused by the argument with his Mrs had vanished.
"Are you ok baby?" I asked with a quiet tone, knowing that she might be able to hear us, as I had heard them.
"I am, now that I'm away from her." He replied with a sigh of relief. He was able to lift himself up again as if a large weight had been taken from his shoulders.
