David smirked and grabbed his hair, pulling his head back. "You pout and whine, that's why that's all you'll be to him." He pushed off of him and sat on the bed, looking over Elias's body. "Do you actually want to be his lover?"

Elias nodded. "Why?"

David reached out and ran his hand up Elias's side. "Then you should start acting like a man and less like a whimpering wench."

Elias moved his hips back. "Are you going to use me like one, then?"

David chuckled as he pulled out a bottle of wine and poured a glass for himself. "No," he said, sitting down on the bed. "I'll leave that for my commodore."

"Fine." Elias replied. "Didn't want to get fucked by a 3 inch penis, anyway."

David laughed, sitting back a bit. "Be honest Josephs," he said. "Do you think anything from my father's loin could be three inches?"

"No... Sorry, that was kind of a pathetic insult, wasn't it?"

David smirked. "Just a bit," he said. "Now was that meant for me to fuck you or mess up and make things easier for when my father gets here, um?"

"I wanted you to rape me, sir... To prove how big you were."