Freedom of Three

“Bipene?” Thorn questioned. “What’s that?”

Devon sighed as the night increased in embarrassment for him. Not a good time for him to be biting into a carrot. “I have two penises.”

“Amazing,” Thorn cooed, genuinely impressed and more than a little turned on. “I would love that. You can’t tell, you know, first off, just by looking.”

“No, the other is at the back.”

“Really? Where?”

Devon was quite enjoying his new found celebrity. “Just below the small of my back.”

“And do you get two pairs of balls as well?”

“No, that’s all interconnected.”

Suddenly the two men were unexpectedly close. Thorn leaned in to see if he could get a closer look at Devon’s back as Devon leaned over to grab a slice of aubergine. Heat imploded between them. Both of them felt a rise, Devon felt two, but they were in a public area and Thorn was straight, so far as general opinion went.

“Now tell me about you.” Devon wisely broke the spell. “I didn’t get a chance to ask the others. What exactly do you do here?”

“This is freedom central, baby. These tunnels and caves are where it’s all at, right beneath those Ratt Pirate’s stupid faces. One day, we’ll take it all back. We’ll get rid of the sex trade and all the shit that goes with it. I want to make Kirslar beautiful again.”