The Disfavoured Fantasium 3 by D. J. Manly

Author:D. J. Manly [Manly, D. J.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Gay & Lesbian, Literature & Fiction, Fiction, Gay, Romance, Fantasy & Futuristic, Science Fiction & Fantasy, Fantasy, Genre Fiction, Gay Romance, Sword & Sorcery
Amazon: B0044UHTXS
Publisher: eXtasy Books
Published: 2010-09-14T12:00:00+00:00

Chapter Three

Iended up in my own quarters by the time the sun broke through the dawn. It was obvious that the commander liked to sleep alone. Before I left, I again reaffirmed my commitment to our agreement.

He didn’t say much of anything. He just nodded which told me it would be done.

I had a late breakfast on the terrace. All the time, Keenan nagged me about my brother and interrogated me about Daio.

“He will fulfill his commitment,” I said.

“What did he ask?”

“Nothing,” I lied.

“Then he wasn’t insulted?”

“No.” I continued eating silently.

“He and his lieutenant, Lieutenant Jazz, took breakfast in their room,” Keenan commented, munching some toast. “Obviously, that young man does more than just provide battle statistics for him.”

I stiffened. What did it matter if he did?

“You need to be more active where your brother is concerned. He can be quite stupid. If not for you…” He trailed off as Hollis appeared, bleary eyed, practically dragging his feet.

“Who can be quite stupid?” Hollis demanded. “The former gardener,” I supplied. “He used to plant the wrong flowers.”

He yawned and shouted for coffee. “I don’t remember. I don’t care. Where’s our distinguished guest?”

“He took breakfast in his room,” Keenan informed him.

“With that sluty little blond lieutenant?” My brother demanded. “Jazz’s anus must be so stretched out by now it would be like fucking a crater.” He laughed at his joke.

Keenan and I just stared at him.

“There’s a way to keep the muscle tight you know, certain exercises. I’m just saying, with a commander as hunky as that one, you’d want his cock in your ass ten times a day. Am I right?”

“Yes, Your Majesty,” Keenan replied.

I said nothing but I did wonder about that Lieutenant. “What’s his name anyway?”

“The slut?” Hollis looked at me.

“Your Majesty, I wouldn’t get used to calling him that,” Keenan tut tutted.

Hollis waved off his comment. “The slut is called Tommie, Tommie Jacks. Maybe he’s got a very experienced mouth.”

A servant brought my brother coffee and toast. I took some fruit off the plate. I was anxious today, anxious to know when Depalmer was going to broach the subject of taking me with him, to Hollis.

A few minutes later, Depalmer joined us outside. He was freshly showered and dressed casually in white pants and a sleeveless navy blue t-shirt. He looked good enough to eat.

“Daio,” Hollis announced, “how nice. Something to eat?”

“I’ve eaten already, thanks.”

“Sit, have some coffee.” Hollis motioned the

servant who immediately brought hot coffee. Depalmer took a seat across from me, nodding at Keenan. He was ignoring me again. It seemed to be a habit of his.

“I hope your breakfast was satisfying,” Hollis said.

“Very.” He smiled.

“I’m sure your little lieutenant is a great…ah comfort to you.” Hollis smiled.

“He can be, yes.”

I looked at my brother. He was treading the line.

“We were discussing anus stretching earlier,” Hollis stuck some fruit in his mouth.

Keenan muttered under his breath.

I laughed out loud.

Depalmer lifted an eyebrow. “Unusual conversation at breakfast, isn’t it?”

“On the contrary,” Hollis replied. “We were wondering how tight your lieutenant still was.

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