“You will be, don’t worry.This is merely the opening act,” Dinesh said as he undid the sash that held Domingo’s tunic snug to his body and tossed it aside.The green shirt spread out around Domingo and the captain took the hem in his hands.
“Arms up.”
Domingo raised his arms, with a sly look at Captain Martin, as Dinesh tugged the shirt over and off him.As the captain moved to throw the garment aside, Domingo stopped him with a horrified gasp.
“Dios mio, that issilk!At least lay it over the back of the chair!”
Dinesh eyed the garment and gave Domingo an indulgent look.
“Of course.My mistake.”
He walked to the armchair in the corner and laid the green tunic over the back, making sure not to cause any wrinkling.
“I take great pains to maintain an appropriate level of style aboard this ship, I don’t mind telling you.Although I’d never want to return to the life I had, at least my employers kept me in fine things.”
Dinesh returned to Domingo, laying a hand flat on the top of Domingo’s back and smoothing his palm along his torso, then under his arm, until his long fingers splayed over Domingo’s taut belly.
“Youare a fine thing.You don’t need the fancy togs to prove your worth.”
Domingo’s expression melted into obvious pleasure after the captain’s remark.His eyes went soft and his lips quivered as he smiled.
“Thank you.”
“Oy,” I muttered, for some reason wanting to cause trouble and see how far I could push my luck.“If youse could stop your flattery and get to the good stuff, I’d surely appreciate being attended to.”
They looked my way with amused dismay.
“You let him talk to you like that?When he’s all tied up and at your mercy?”Domingo asked, gesturing to me and speaking as if I couldn’t hear him.
“He’s showing off.For you.”
“For me?”Domingo looked pleased.“Still, he should be quiet, shouldn’t he?And only watch.That’s what you said.”
Traitor.
“Yes, he should.And if he talks out of turn again, I shall have to modify my plans for him.He knows exactly what that means so I doubt we shall have any more trouble.”
He’d no doubt punish me by not letting me finish and leave me pent up and frustrated for who knew how long.I didn’t want that.
“I’m sorry, Captain.”
“I know you are, Rooster.Now hush, and watch me devour this beautiful boy.”
Since I was usually the beautiful boy being devoured and would be again—hopefully soon—I thrilled to watch him with Domingo.
Domingo stood perfectly still, his arms hanging at his sides, palms out as if willingly surrendering himself to Dinesh’s will.His chest rose and fell as Captain Martin stepped close, reached behind Domingo’s head, and released his hair from its tie so Domingo’s thick brown locks cascaded over his fine shoulders.
Domingo blinked at Dinesh, lips parted, chin thrust forward with the pride of a man who knows his value, at least in this circumstance.Domingo was truly beautiful, with the delicacy of a woman and the solidity of a man.
Dinesh reached out and touched one of Domingo’s pert brown nipples, causing the young man to smile.He rubbed the pad of his finger over the other one, then traced a path along the hair that led into Domingo’s trousers.
“Let’s get these off, then,” Dinesh said, undoing the fastenings and pulling the material down over Domingo’s narrow hips.
Domingo’s cock bounced up as his trousers went down, emerging from a thicket of brown curls instead of a shaved crotch.
“Mmm,” Dinesh murmured, tickling his fingers through the thatch of private hair.“I like this better.”
“Such a pain to keep myself up to the brothel’s standards in that respect.I’m glad to be the man that I am, even if I do like pretty things and fine clothes.”
