Now that we had comfortable beds once more, the four of them wanted me to prove my virility once more. I did my best to please them, demanding only on... thing of them before I gave in to their desires. I asked them to stifle their cries of pleasure while we were in the keep, considering we were but a few doors from Lord Barnabas' bedchamber. After all, I didn't want to disturb the man. My mates giggled at my request and then swore an oath that they would do their best to silence their. My baby brother Jean-Pierre is even more hopeless. So it falls to Jacques to captain us.’ He indicated the aftcastle of the ship. Constance went with him apprehensively. The cabin was comfortably furnished in gleaming dark wood, polished brass, and dark red fabric. A desk and a bed, both monstrous in mahogany, vied for dominance of the room. ‘Wait here. I’ll inform Jacques that we have a guest.’ She looked at the bed, looked at Michel. ‘You gave your word I’d be well-treated.’ ‘So I did.’. ..” I shivered. “Your fingers need to stroke my pussy lips. Don’t be afraid of my cunt. It’s so wet and eager to be touched.”Her sucking stopped for a moment as her hand slid down my thigh. Her fingers felt ... nervous. There was a twitch to them. She whimpered about my girl-dick, her tongue hardly moving at all as her fingers neared my pussy.“Don’t stop sucking,” I groaned. “Keep blowing me as your fingers touch my pussy and ... Oh, yes!”She sucked hard just as her fingers found my pussy. I just can’t believe you might actually let me. I’m scared shitless.”“Me too,” Zack admitted. He shuffled back to the couch. “You sucked three guys?”“Four, including my brother.”“Jesus Christ, Peter.” He ran his hand over his buzz-cut hair. “I didn’t know you were actually gay.” He hesitated. “Are you?”Peter winced. “Do you mean, was it my idea?”Zack nodded uneasily again.“Not exactly, but I was glad my brother made me do it the first time. I coulda done without his friends, though,” he.