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Hard Hats and Heated Nights on the Oilfield

By ficklepenny

RedQuill

Hard Hats and Heated Nights on the Oilfield

Under the vast Texas sky, experienced wireline worker Mike takes it upon himself to initiate new guy Caleb into the harsh, isolated world of the oilfield, teaching him more than just the ropes. The two men find themselves drawn to each other, leading to a heated encounter against the wireline truck, where they repurpose their hard hats for a night of intense, risky passion. Mike takes the lead, pinning Caleb against the truck and initiating a passionate kiss that quickly escalates into a raw, uninhibited sexual encounter. The two men struggle to keep their desires hidden from the prying eyes of their boss, the tool-pusher, as they navigate the dangers of their isolated work environment.

Twin Thornes' Skyward Seduction

By dutch206

RedQuill

Twin Thornes' Skyward Seduction

A young male assistant finds himself on a private jet with his billionaire boss and his boss’s identical twin, leading to an explosive threesome that challenges every taboo he’s ever known. Gay age gap sex with twins. The jet’s engines hummed a low, constant note, a private symphony for the obscenely wealthy. Leo, twenty-five and trying very hard to look professional in his new assistant’s suit, stared at his tablet without seeing a thing. Across the aisle, his boss, Damien Thorne, forty-eight and carved from marble and money, sipped a bourbon. And next to him, an exact copy. It was uncanny. Julian Thorne, Damien’s identical twin, had the same steel-grey eyes, the same severe jaw dusted with silver stubble, the same aura of absolute control. The only difference was the smirk. Damien’s was rare and earned. Julian’s was a permanent fixture, a promise of chaos. “Leo,” Damien’s voice cut through his thoughts. “Stop looking so terrified. The merger documents are finalized. Relax.” “Yes, sir. Sorry, sir.” Julian’s laugh was a warmer, darker echo. “He’s not ‘sir’ in the air, Damien. You’re terrifying the boy.” His gaze, heavy and appraising, slid to Leo. “We’re just two men. Well, two of the *same* man, more or less.” Leo felt a flush creep up his neck. The subtext was a physical weight in the plush cabin. Damien watched his brother, then looked at Leo. A silent calculation passed behind his eyes. He placed his glass down with a decisive click. “Julian’s right. Informality is… permissible here. We’re eight hours from Dubai. A long flight.” The shift was subtle but absolute. The professional veil tore. Julian stood, fluid and predatory, and took the seat next to Leo, pinning him against the window. Damien remained across from them, a king observing his domain. “You’ve been very diligent, Leo,” Julian murmured, his thigh pressing against Leo’s. The heat was immediate, shocking. “So attentive to my brother’s every need.” Damien leaned forward, elbows on his knees. “He has. A rare quality. Tell me, Leo,” he said, his voice dropping to a rough murmur that matched his twin’s perfectly. “Are your attentions exclusive to business needs?” Leo’s mouth was desert-dry. He couldn’t look away from Damien, but Julian’s proximity was a live wire. “I… I aim to be thorough, sir.” “Thorough,” Julian repeated, the word a caress. His hand came to rest on Leo’s knee, fingers splayed. The touch burned through the wool of his trousers. “We appreciate thoroughness.” It wasn’t a question. It was a decree, and every forbidden, hungry fantasy Leo had ever secretly harbored crashed to the surface. He gave a tiny, desperate nod. “_Use your words, Leo_,” Julian chided softly, his other hand coming up to unknot Leo’s tie. “Tell us you want this.” “I want it,” Leo gasped, the admission tearing from him. “I want… I want both of you.” The words were a detonation. Julian’s mouth was on his, fierce and claiming, while Damien’s hands worked open his shirt buttons. The kiss was all consuming—spiced bourbon and mint—and then, impossibly, he felt another mouth, identical in its skill, on his neck, sucking a mark just above his collar. _Two of them._ The reality of it, the twin sensations, shattered his world. They moved him between them with effortless coordination, a practiced dance. His shirt was gone, his belt undone. He was laid back across the wide seat, Julian kneeling on the floor between his splayed legs, Damien cradling Leo’s head in his lap, fingers carding through his hair. Julian peeled Leo’s trousers and briefs down, his hot breath ghosting over the hard, leaking length of him. “_Beautiful_,” Julian whispered, before licking a long, torturous stripe from base to tip. At the same moment, Damien bent down and captured Leo’s mouth again, swallowing his sharp cry. Leo was split between two heavens—the wet, suctioning heat of Julian’s mouth taking him deep, and the dominating, possessive kiss from Damien. He trembled, his hands clutching at Damien’s arms. Julian worked him with a devastating rhythm, his tongue swirling, his throat relaxing to take him deeper. Damien broke the kiss, watching with dark, lust-blown eyes. “Look at him,” Damien commanded, guiding Leo’s head to watch. “Look at my brother enjoying you.” The sight was profoundly obscene. Julian’s eyes were locked on his, gleaming with pleasure as he serviced him. The dual ownership, being consumed and cherished by two mirrors of the same powerful man, unmoored Leo completely. His hips began to stutter upward, chasing the feeling. “Not yet,” Damien said firmly, a gentle hand on his stomach holding him down. “Julian, enough. He’s not coming like that.” With a final, wet pull, Julian released him, smiling at the frustrated groan it elicited. They switched, a seamless transfer of power. Now Damien knelt before him, but instead of taking him in his mouth, he produced a small bottle of oil from a compartment. Julian moved behind Leo, his chest to Leo’s back, his own erection a hard press against Leo’s spine. “This is what you wanted, wasn’t it?” Julian hissed in his ear, his hands smoothing over Leo’s chest, pinching his nipples. “To be the center of our attention. To be _filled_ by us.” Damien coated his fingers, his gaze unwavering. “Breathe, Leo.” A slick, firm finger pressed against him, then _inside_. The stretch was sharp, then melting. Leo threw his head back against Julian’s shoulder, a ragged moan torn from him. Damien worked him open with methodical precision, first one finger, then two, scissoring, crooking until he found the spot that made Leo see stars. “_There!_” Leo choked out. “I know,” Damien said, a hint of that rare smile playing on his lips. He added a third finger, the burn exquisite, while Julian bit down on Leo’s shoulder, his own hands roaming lower to stroke Leo’s aching cock in time with his brother’s thrusting fingers. The preparation was relentless, overwhelming. He was a instrument being tuned by two masters. When Damien finally withdrew his fingers, Leo felt empty, bereft. “Now,” Damien said, voice thick with desire. He positioned himself, the broad, oil-slick head of his cock pressing where his fingers had been. Julian’s hands tightened on Leo’s hips. “Look at me,” Damien ordered. Leo forced his eyes open. Damien’s face, a mask of focused hunger, was the last thing he saw before the billionaire pushed _in_. The breach was monumental. A slow, inexorable burn that stole the air from his lungs. Damien filled him completely, stretching him to a perfect, aching fullness. He held still, letting Leo adjust, his own body trembling with the effort of control. “_Fuck_,” Leo sobbed, the curse a prayer. “_That’s the idea_,” Julian growled behind him. He guided his own cock, nudging it against Leo’s lips. “Open.” Leo did, and Julian slid into his mouth, mirroring his brother’s penetration. He was surrounded, impaled at both ends, utterly possessed. The twin cocks began to move, not in unison, but in a devastating counter-rhythm. Damien would thrust deep, a slow, grinding roll of his hips that rubbed every perfect, torturous inch inside him, and as he withdrew, Julian would push deeper into his mouth. The sensations fused—the taste of pre-come and salt, the deep, internal friction, the scratch of Damien’s suit trousers against his thighs, the feeling of Julian’s hands fisted in his hair. He was a conduit for their pleasure, and his own built like a supernova, coiling tight from his balls to his spine. Damien’s pace increased, his thrusts becoming harder, deeper, each one punching a silent cry from Leo around Julian’s cock. Julian’s groans vibrated in his mouth. The jet’s hum was drowned out by the sound of skin slapping against skin, of ragged breathing, of filthy, wet sounds. “Going to come,” Julian warned, his voice strangled. Damien grunted, a brutal, final sound, and slammed home, his body locking as he spilled deep inside Leo with a hot, pulsing flood. The convulsing tightness around his own cock was the final trigger for Julian, who came with a shout down Leo’s throat. The twin releases, the feeling of being _claimed_ so completely, shattered Leo’s last thread of control. His own orgasm ripped through him, violent and silent, stripes of white painting his stomach and chest in endless waves. For a long moment, the only sound was their heaving breaths. Slowly, carefully, they withdrew. Leo collapsed back, boneless, spent, marveling at the warm, aching fullness between his legs. Damien stood, wiping himself with a towel, his expression one of deep, sated satisfaction. Julian slumped next to Leo, a mirror image of contentment. Damien looked down at them, his gaze lingering on the mess on Leo’s stomach, the mark on his neck, the dazed wonder in his eyes. He poured three fingers of bourbon and handed it to Leo. “A thorough performance,” Damien said, his voice rough. “Now… the question is, what do we do for the next seven hours?” A young assistant is seduced by his billionaire boss and the boss’s identical twin during a long flight. The story involves an age gap between the assistant and the twins, who are both older. The assistant is caught between the two powerful men, who are both experienced and dominant in bed. The story features a threesome with identical twins, exploring the dynamics of being with two men who are mirror images of each other. The assistant is introduced to intense pleasure and is overwhelmed by the twin sensations of being with two men at once. The twins work together to pleasure the assistant, taking turns and coordinating their movements to maximize his pleasure. The assistant is filled and claimed by the twins, experiencing a deep, intense connection with both men. The story ends with the assistant spent and satisfied, marveling at the experience of being with the twins.

Burning Desire Between a Marine and SEAL

By dutch206

RedQuill

Burning Desire Between a Marine and SEAL

A hardened Marine cop and a retired Navy SEAL firefighter cross paths at a suspicious fire scene, leading to an intense, immediate connection that sparks a night of raw, passionate sex. Their shared military backgrounds and dominant personalities fuel a heated encounter filled with lusty banter, aggressive foreplay, and powerful, dominant sex.

Bakugo, Izuku and Shoto

By hofman

RedQuill

Bakugo, Izuku and Shoto

In a world where public personas hide passionate private desires, three heroes from the My Hero Academia universe navigate their secret, intense, and sometimes rough, sexual relationship. Izuku Midoriya, Shoto Todoroki, and Katsuki Bakugo, are lovers who keep their relationship a secret from the world. Their private encounters are marked by a mix of sensual kissing, rough sex, and double penetration. In the heat of a pre-conference preparation, Bakugo initiates a passionate encounter, quickly joined by Shoto. The trio engages in a frenzied, rough, and passionate sexual encounter, leading to a double penetration of Izuku, with both Bakugo and Shoto finding their release inside him. The encounter leaves them breathless and satisfied, but they must quickly return to their public roles, leaving the intensity of their private moment behind.

Friends. Friends with benefits. Boyfriends.

Two friends start a casual ritual of jerking off together, but their late-night sessions grow more intense over time. Their playful teasing turns into desperate, hungry touches, and soon they’re kissing, grinding, and exploring each other’s bodies. When one begs to be rimmed, the other dives in without hesitation, leading to a raw, passionate night of dirty talk and raw, unprotected sex.

Bound by Muscle and Passionate Surrender

By dutch206

RedQuill

Bound by Muscle and Passionate Surrender

Brian, a hyperactive twink, finds solace in the firm embrace of his muscular boyfriend Steve, who uses his biceps to physically restrain and calm him down. Their dynamic takes a heated turn when Steve discovers Brian’s secret—he deliberately acts out to be caught and held in his arms. What starts as a comforting ritual escalates into a passionate encounter, blending dominance, submission, and intense physical intimacy.

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