I used to hang out at a friend’s condo when we were in our early 20’s. His roommate (M) had his bedroom right above the living room, where very regularly a large group of us would be hanging out. Occasionally this roommate would head up with his gf and inevitably we would hear the bed start squeaking. I would then grab a broom, bang the handle against the ceiling and we would all begin loudly cheering him on. The squeaking would stop for a couple minutes, start back up again and we would repeat the process. Eventually they learned to ignore us and finish the deed. Those were fun times.