Difficulties with a Frying Pan..

It would take a few days before Manuel appeared, given he was currently travelling across europe, meaning George was still alone, but he had a plan, a plan of ****, and he was going to enact it today, he'd gone into the kitchen early and stolen the biggest frying pan the kitchen had, Bert may have been able to fend off a tazer, but there's no way in he'll he'd be able to walk off a huge frying pan.

He went back to their room, Bert wasn't there, probably training doenstairs, and waited behind the door, frying pan at the ready.

"Get ready for some Frying pan Justice!" He whispered to himself.

He heard footsteps coming upto the room.

" say goodnight.."

SMASH.

The door flew open, smashing right into George's face.

" Bro?!.. you in here?" Bert said, walking in, back in his typical blue speedo.

" uuuuuuu.." was all George said as he dropped the pan, fell to his knees, then flopped forward, his head dropping into berts ass and sinking in, deep.

" ah!... there you are bro!.. aww are you liking my ass now?.. your drooling so I'm guessing so!" Bert said as he twearked him out, George dropped to the floor.

" you know what.. I don't think you've gotten enough of my ass.. so let's give you one more!" He said happily.

He sat George up onto the bed, pulling his tongue out and tapping his face.

" duuuu..is..it..bed...time.. Daddyyy?" He said deliriously.

" awww yep!" Bert said, and he took a few steps back, then ran at George, jumping up and turning round, so all George saw was an ass flying towards him.

" OH NOO!.."

SMASH.

Bert almost flew into him, his ass slamming into George's face, Bert could feel George's tongue as he fell backwards, completely loopy once again.

They dropped onto the Bed, George lying on his back while Bert lay on top top smothering his face.

" you like?!" He said but all he got were pathetic twitches.

" awww bro gone sleepy again!" He said.

Bert then got up, watching George's limp form twitch and drool, he lifted one of George's eyes, and left the room, satisfied once again.

George gave one last twitch as his Cummed in his pj's, snoring away his ko.

George lay there for a full three hours Snoring away until he finally started to wake up again, he sat up as Bert entered the room.

" awww yay!.. Big bro is finally awake!"

" wha..what..happened...last.. thing..I remember...is....is...Oh...E..EWWW!."

" Awww what?!.. you don't like my Ass!" He said turning round and showing his huge ass to George.

" but he likes you so much!, here let me show you!"

" show me?.. wha...HEY!.. GET OF ME....N..NO...NOOOOOOO!" George yelled in protest.

As Bert grabbed him and pushed him against the wall.

" he just wants to say hello... HELLO" Bert yelled

Before Bert could actually run at him again though George ran, pelting towards the door, he was nearly at the door when he tripped up, and fell, his face falling right onto the frying pan.

BOING.

" Uuuuuuuuuhhhhh" he said before flopping ****, drooling on the pan.

Bert walked over and lifted his limp head up.

" aww you look so sleepy right now.. how about a nice long nap?" He said and moved George's head up and down as if it were nodding.

" great!" He said, and lifted his head up, then slammed it down back onto the pan another three times.

BOING.

BOING.

BOING.

Once again just limp and twitching George's tongue flopped out of his drooling mouth, he was completely done and wouldn't wake up until the next day.

Bert then stood up, and placed George's face on his ass, then took several pictures.

" Ha!.. night bro!" He said, throwing George back onto his bed.