"Gustav Klaus Wolfgang Schäfer," he bellowed up the corridor and then barged into the room before the door could close. – lol his full name! what is he his mom? Lol!!!

"You just blew away a whole page of lines not to cross," he continued, since he wanted to be very sure Gustav got the message. "You can yell at me, I'll just yell back; you can yell at Georg, he just laughs at you; but you never and I mean never get to yell at Tom. The only person who gets to yell at him is me because he knows I don't mean it." – lol!

Gustav just glared at him for that and went to say something.
"Did I say you could speak?" Bill asked, still very much in righteous fury mode. - *cracks up*

"I'll apologise," Gustav said quietly and went to stand up.
"I know you will," Bill replied and pushed Gustav back onto the bed, "but not until we've sorted out your problems." - *giggles* sort you out? Lol

"You will do exactly what I tell you to, when I tell you to, do you understand?"
"Bill," Gustav tried to object.
"I said," he responded, leaning over so that Gustav had to lean back on the bed or get a face full of hair, "do you understand?" - *giggles* a dom Bill? *gasp and giggle’s with excitement*

"Touch yourself like you mean it," Bill continued as he watched Gustav's hand move slowly over his boxers, "I can see you getting hard."
And he could as well, but Gustav didn't appear particularly enthusiastic.
"If you don't," Bill said, voice perfectly flat, "I'll have to come over there and do it for you." - *giggles* yes please!

It seemed that Gustav had been biting his tongue or something until that point, because the drummer let out a low moan as soon as Bill instructed him to. It dawned on Bill that Gustav seemed to need permission and he smiled a cool smile as he realised that his plan was beginning to work. - *giggles* I love this!!!!

"I know you want to pull your cock free," Bill began speaking again and tried to ignore the twitching of his own cock as he reacted to the more and more sexual image in front of him, "to be able to slide your fingers over the wet head. Ask me nicely, Juschtel," he said, volume soft now, but voice still hard.
Gustav just moaned a little more.
"Ask me!" Bill barked out in an order.
"Please," Gustav said instantly and looked a little shocked at having done so.
"Good boy," Bill said almost immediately and smiled again, "you may." – lol

"Stroke yourself slowly," he decided giving instructions was the best way to keep his thoughts on track, "and tell me when you think you are close. If you come without telling me we will wait and I'll make you do this all again until you can follow instructions." - *giggles*

"That, Juschtel," he said, dropping the controlling persona now it was no longer needed, "is what giving up control feels like. I know it's hard, god, sometimes I want to hit everyone who comes near me, but we just have to go with it."
He patted Gustav on the arm and politely ignored the fact that the drummer was still in complete disarray.
"If you ever need to remember that," he said, speaking gently now, "just ask." – lol

Gustav just smiled at that and Bill relaxed even more. The funny thing was it didn't feel weird between them, even after what he had made Gustav do and he felt just a little proud of himself. - *giggles* do it again!!!!