Tag: Double Penetration

Chapters in which someone is double penetrated in the same hole.

Written by Irritated Penguin

Dragon, 108

“So it’s up to you how you decide to space out your payments,” Gavin told Edwin, tapping a pen on one of the dozen sheets of paper on their dining table, because Gavin’s desk wasn’t big enough for its one job. “As long as you and Stag Keep have the coin to pay your own taxes, it’s just whatever’s easiest for you.”

“Okay,” Edwin said, frowning. It seemed like he’d probably understood everything Gavin had told him, which was impressive because Owen sure hadn’t. He was really taking the whole landowner thing seriously. “I’ll think about it, but I think I get it now. Thanks—I really did just want you to lend me your accountant or something to explain it, you didn’t have to take time to go through all this yourself.”

Gavin shrugged. “Owen repeatedly tells me to work less.”

“And his solution is to work more,” Owen observed. Behind him, Eddie chittered.

Written by Irritated Penguin

Chosen One, 102

When Isaac had come to the capital and first seen the academy, he’d seen how close it was to the castle and promised Oliver that he would fuck the prince.

It had taken him a year, but now, finally, Isaac was about to make good on that promise. “I’m ready when you are, your Highness,” he said, legs open, hand on Gavin’s.

Gavin smiled at him, lifting Isaac’s hand up and kissing it. “Good. I’m glad you came.”

“I haven’t, yet.”

“Liar.”

Isaac hid his wince. “Well, not with you, anyway.” He’d been here at Gavin’s orgy for a good while, and had been enjoying himself the whole time, but not yet with any royalty. Well, not with any Dolovin royalty. He’d spent a good half hour with his new friend Denver, who was a merperson king despite being human, and his husbands, one of whom was an actual merperson and the other one of whom was a dragon patriarch, which Isaac was pretty sure was also a king.

Written by Irritated Penguin

Dragon, 103

Owen was bent over, hands flat on the floor, looking out into the long hall of Stag Keep as Sir Edwin fucked him from the main chair that he refused to let anyone call a throne. It was a bit uncomfortable, but the view was good and Edwin had wanted to fuck Owen on his throne, so Owen had put his ass where it was needed.

All around the hall and in the rest of the keep, people were fucking in various shapes and sizes. Edwin’s second knighthood ritual had gotten off to a great start and was going strong a little while later. Owen had a feeling they’d be up all night.

“We definitely have to do this more often,” Edwin panted, slapping into Owen’s ass hard, his breathing loud even over all the noise in the hall. “You look good like that.”

“Uh-huh,” Owen agreed, feeling Edwin’s cock inside him, how hard it was. It was a good feeling, a good thing to focus on. He tried to relax his back so he didn’t pull anything, letting Edwin take care of him and watching Gavin and Ray fuck on one of the couches that had been brought down into the hall.

Written by Irritated Penguin

Chosen One, 100

Spencer had been hammering Isaac for nearly a full hour now, his cock unrelenting as he pounded in and out of Isaac’s ass, and Isaac held his arms, legs wrapped around Spencer’s middle, not letting Spencer get away with letting up for a second. “Come on,” he said. “Harder, harder. Skip wants you to go harder, doesn’t he?”

“Yeah,” Skip agreed, masturbating breathlessly on the bed by Isaac’s head, watching Spencer go with undivided attention. “Yeah, go harder, Spencer, come on.”

Spencer nodded and, like he had every other time he’d slowed down and risked letting Isaac think, he found the energy and started fucking Isaac even harder. His face was all sweaty and so was the rest of him, and it was a really good look for him. His hair was painted to his forehead and he was shining all over in the low light and his cock was so impossibly hard inside Isaac. He pressed his lips to Isaac’s and kissed him fiercely, so strongly he almost cut Isaac’s lip with his tooth, and Isaac kissed him back just as hard because he wanted it, he wanted all of Spencer.

Written by Irritated Penguin

Even Time Itself Is No Barrier For Two Souls Seeking Each Other

Cal had a small cut from climbing down the ravine, but it was just a small one and he didn’t care overly, because he could see what he was looking for.

The Involuted Clock was so mysterious it was practically a myth, and plenty of people looked for it without ever finding it. And Cal had found it—and in just a few weeks of tracking its last supposed location. Considering he’d only been at this artefact hunting business for a few months, he thought that was pretty good. He was definitely going to be awesome at this.

The Clock was about a half-metre wide and maybe that tall, though it wasn’t a square. It had a face like clocks had, though with way more hands than any of the ones Cal had seen even in the hands of the most ostentatious sailors, and some of them were moving the wrong way. All the pieces and gears and bits that made clocks work were on the outside, but the more Cal looked at them, the more he was struck with the fact that they couldn’t possibly all be moving together, and yet they were.

“You’re a big fucker, aren’t you?” Cal asked it, getting closer. He looked up the ravine walls, then back at the Clock. It was sitting there innocuously on top of some rocks as if it belonged there, as if it were waiting for him. “How the fuck am I going to get you out of here?”

He didn’t recognize the metal the clock was cast from, and it was probably heavy as fuck, but Cal was determined to make the Clock his. He’d put it in his bag and get it out of here, then hike to Endwan and sell it to his employer. It was too bad he couldn’t get on a boat and take it up north to Merket, where he could get a higher price, but he couldn’t break his contract…

As he thought through all of this, he reached out and tried to lift the Clock. Instead, the Clock lifted him.