“Mmm.Well, then, what do you suppose you’d do to me if I was tied up?”I asked, feigning disinterest, when in reality I was eager for the information.
“Let me think on the question whilst I give Domingo a welcoming kiss,” Dinesh said, as Domingo slanted his head and fluttered his lashes.They were almost the same height, but Domingo had ways of seeming dainty and delicate in the captain’s arms.
“Of course, of course.Don’t mind me,” I said, waving off their non-existent concern.“I seem to be famished all of a sudden.”
I watched them as I snacked on the melon, sucking on the tender fruit as a stand-in for more fleshly delights.
Captain Martin descended on the younger man like a wolf, taking his lips in a forceful kiss that seemed to steal Domingo’s breath and his will.He leaned in and let Dinesh assume control, yielding and receiving the captain’s attentions with gasps and little hitches of breath.His fingers clutched the sleeves of the captain’s white shirt as he succumbed to the passionate attack.
Silhouetted as they were by the light from the windows, they made an enticing tableau.
“The captain’s cock is a truncheon!”Esmaralda chose that moment to yell at great volume.
Domingo and Dinesh froze, locked in their intimate embrace.Dinesh’s eyes had gone wide at the interruption but now crinkled at the corners as he broke away and dissolved into boisterous laughter.
The reaction lightened the tension in the room, and Domingo and I started laughing as well.Esmaralda repeated her bold assertion several times as if she were as excited about the encounter as we were.
Dinesh appeared to have resigned himself to the presence of the annoying bird and now attacked Domingo with renewed vigour.The younger man’s arms went around the captain’s neck, and he sighed under the passionate assault.
“Fuck me,” I murmured, wiping my mouth with the back of my hand as my cock twitched in my trousers.
They broke from the kiss and turned to me with mischievous smiles.
“Mmm,” Captain Martin said, giving Domingo a kiss on the corner of his mouth and stepping back as Domingo winked at me and licked his bottom lip.“But first, the rope.”
“Oh,” I breathed, my cock standing taller.“All right.”
“There’s some soft rope in the last drawer of the chiffonier, Domingo, if you would get it for me.”
“Si, Capitane,” Domingo replied and sashayed over to the cabinet.
Captain Martin approached and stood in front of me.“Give me your hand.”
I offered him the one that wasn’t coated with melon juice and saliva but he shook his head.
“No, the other one.”
I did as he’d asked.
He held my gaze then and lifted my fingers to his mouth, licking them and sucking the fruit juice off.My mouth opened and I uttered an astonished sigh as he finished.
“Mmm.Hopefully, I will be licking other juices off you very, very soon, my handsome little cockerel.”
I adjusted my stand in my trousers but Dinesh shook his head, only glancing down then locking me in his gaze again.
“Hands off.That’s mine and I’m sharing your pretty prick with Domingo for the evening.But you don’t get to touch your cock unless we give you permission.Understand?”
“Yes, Captain,” I whispered, all of my will flying out of me as I gave myself up to them.
“Como la seda,” Domingo murmured as he stroked the bundle of rope.“Like silk that is.Where on earth did you get such fine rope?”
Dinesh smirked.“You’d be amazed at the things we find on Asian merchant vessels.Eh, Rooster?”he asked, glancing at me with a fond smile.
I recalled the box of treasures that Dinesh had introduced me to on another occasion.
“Aye,” I said and swallowed.
“There’s a story there,” Domingo muttered, watching us.
