Chapter 12 - Quinn Whitlock

It wasn't that Quinn regretted telling Nathaniel to have sex with Alain, not in the least. He'd never been one to equate monogamy with commitment - or vice versa - and anyway, the only commitment they'd made to each other was an acknowledgment of their mutual feelings and intention to pursue a relationship after the show. He certainly didn't regret encouraging Nathaniel to get some while he couldn't, and had very much enjoyed spending the night pleasuring himself while imagining all sorts of dirty scenarios involving Nathaniel and The Sex Pixie in the broom closet.

Nathaniel had certainly repaid him in spades, too. Just thinking about his morning quickie with Alain in the confessional room was enough to make him half-hard.

So he definitely didn't regret the sex. It was just what he could see unfolding between Nathaniel and Alain that made him feel a little wistful.

They'd gotten good footage of them, together and apart, sending notes back to the story team each night, who sent instruction back on things to focus on the next day and questions to ask in the Confessionals. After seeing how the first season had been edited, Quinn could see the story that they'd tell with Nathaniel and Alain. Nathaniel, a bright, intelligent young man at the beginning of his career, who was perhaps a little shy and soft-spoken but fiercely ride-or-die for his older brother. Alain, the older and more experienced man, connecting with him on so many similarities, finally finding his passion in the competition as they helped each other.

Nathaniel and Alain were the kind of couple he'd want to imagine finding a happily-ever-after.

He knew that Alain wasn't here to find love, of course. Alain was one of the few applicants who'd been very up front with him about that, though Quinn thought that was probably because they'd inadvertently spent the night before having very, very good sex. Quinn might have felt bad about their pairing if he'd thought Nathaniel was actually looking for love amongst the DILFs. Really, it was the best choice for him in the house, and Quinn shouldn't let his own sense of romanticism disappoint himself. He'd just have to make it up to Nathaniel after they finished filming.

Your room, 12:45. Make whatever excuses you need to cover yourself. Leave me the key under the first floor bath mat.

I'll bring N.

The idea was too tempting to turn down, and not even all that difficult to execute. A few words with other crew-members, a visible departure from the villa, then a quiet walk back in the dark. He knew where the external camera was and how to get through the bushes and back onto the property to avoid it. Asha had left the step-ladder the crew used for wide shots in the front yard after departures as promised. From there it was easy enough to pull himself up over the balcony railing outside the room she now shared with Freya, and take their shared bathroom back to the tiny cave that was one of the few private sleeping areas in the house.

The way Nathaniel's eyes lit up when he saw him made it more than worth it. His sweet, golden-haired lover quickly squeezed past the gap at the foot of the bed to meet him, and then he was in Quinn's arms again.

God, it felt so good to kiss him, pulling his smaller form into the strength of his body. Even better for not having to think about being quick or quiet or worrying about someone on his earpiece asking why Nathaniel was off mic.

He let himself devour Nathaniel's mouth without restraint, stroking both hands down his back to grab hold of his delectably round, firm ass with a groan. Just kissing him and the thought of what was to come had already made him half-hard; the way Nathaniel eagerly arched against him with a needy whimper made Quinn want to throw him down on the bed and rip his clothes off as soon as possible. And this didn't just have to be a desperate quickie. "You can stay here all night," he promised between kisses. "I have an alarm set, we can have all night together...."

"Oh yes," Nathaniel breathed, eyes shining. He turned back towards the door to the hall. "Alain - "

The older man inclined his head towards them, smiling. "Have a good time, my darling. You deserve it. Both of you."

Nathaniel's brows knit at Alain's words. "But aren't you - " he started, just as Quinn blurted out,

Alain looked a bit surprised, but pleased. "I hadn't been planning on it, but... who am I to deny the plea of such pretty young things? If you're sure."

"Please," Nathaniel replied softly, giving Quinn a little smile that was both shy and delighted and made Quinn want to kiss him breathless.

"Definitely sure," Quinn agreed immediately. "Nathaniel really likes to be fucked and I really want to see him with you. Um. If you want, love."

Nathaniel flushed darkly, but his little smile was nothing but delighted. "But you're the one who's been all alone, love, don't you want Alain to fuck you?"

"Oh, I managed to do that this morning," Alain replied. He moved the small suitcase that sat on the room's only chair up onto one of the shelves and sat down, using the bed as a footstool and crossing his ankles. "Don't worry, my virile young darlings. I can certainly satisfy both of you. I suppose the only question is..." Alain's voice lowered in a very promising way that went straight to Quinn's cock. "Do you want me to be in charge?"

Nathaniel looked up at him with that same shy delight, giving a little laugh. "Yes, I think we would," he murmured, stroking a hand up Quinn's chest and teasingly undoing the top button of his shirt. "...what shall we do to please you, sir?"

"Mmm. Clothes off, to start. Then I want you on your hands and knees with that luscious little ass in the air. Quinn is going to eat you out."

Quinn thought he managed to make some kind of noise of approval, though it was hard to devote much brainpower to thinking with his arms full of Nathaniel and Nathaniel's ass on the menu. He claimed his lover's mouth hungrily, stripping off his pajama top before pushing both hands down the back of the bottoms to find him gloriously naked underneath. "Oh fuck yeah," he breathed, grabbing two handfuls and squeezing. It made Nathaniel whine and arch against him, trembling and eager.

"Gonna gobble you up," Quinn groaned, pressing him back towards the bed before tugging his pajamas down. Nathaniel was smaller in height and stature than his older brother, and not nearly as muscular, but while Carson was objectively an incredibly hunky man, Nathaniel was sexy in a way that Quinn very much preferred. Nathaniel also had what Quinn definitely thought was the superior ass, wonderfully round and perky, and the only reason he hadn't devoured it on their previous dates was because they'd arguably been too busy fucking.

Nathaniel laughed breathlessly as Quinn backed him up against the side of the bed, pushing Quinn's own pants off as he sucked at his lips and tongue. The press of his body was exquisite, and Quinn couldn't help but indulge. He grabbed hold of his ass and pulled him up onto his tip-toes as they kissed, making Nathaniel laugh and squeal, clinging to him.

"Get on your hands and knees and prepare to be devoured," he purred as he let him back down, squeezing his ass once more before releasing it.

"If you think you can hold off on fucking me," Nathaniel teased, turning to get on he bed. He stretched out like a cat as he went down onto his knees and forearms, back arched and ass in the air, and as pretty as it was, Quinn didn't have the patience to watch.

"Definitely gonna fuck you," he groaned, dropping down behind him and running his hands hungrily up over his hips, ass and flanks, then raking them back down. "God, your ass is exquisite," he groaned helplessly, rubbing and squeezing and pulling his cheeks apart, running a thumb over his hole. It made Nathaniel shiver and gasp in the most delectable way, but as beautiful as he was to look at, Quinn needed to be up close and personal.

He buried his face between his cheeks with a groan, pushing them together and breathing deep. Nathaniel smelled of arousal and the villa's body wash, musky and spicy. He licked up the curve of one ass cheek, sucking and lightly biting at his delectable flesh, cock pulsing harder at the way it made Nathaniel whimper and squirm under him.

"Quinn - " he gasped, then cried out as Quinn licked up the crease of his ass. "Oh god - ! God - do we need to be quiet?"

"No. The girls use a white noise machine," he replied immediately; he'd given them fair warning as to what was going on. He lavished attention on Nathaniel's rosebud, licking and sucking and groaning against his skin. The flutter and pucker of it against his tongue only encouraged more, and soon he was fucking him open, alternating between his tongue and rocking his thumb into him, licking and sucking around it.

Nathaniel had been an incredibly responsive lover from the moment they first kissed, giving himself over to desire with unrestrained passion and a bit of desperation that was impossible to resist. Now - from his breathless cries and needy moans, from the way he arched and squirmed - Quinn could believe that having his ass eaten was the best thing Nathaniel had ever experienced.

Alain clearly thought so, too. He leaned over the bed to run his fingers through Quinn's hair, cupping the back of his skull to encourage his ministrations. "That's it, my hungry little slut, more... give that ass everything it deserves... show him just how much you ache to fuck him...."

"Alain..." Nathaniel whimpered, and Alain moved to perch by his head, stroking a hand over his face.

"My desperate little darling," he purred, and Quinn could just see him stroking Nathaniel's hair and face. He gave a soft, surprised laugh. "Mmm, so hungry, darling! You need something to fill this sweet little mouth?"

At Nathaniel's muffled affirmative, Quinn lifted his head briefly to see him sucking hungrily at Alain's thumb. "Oh god yes," Quinn moaned in agreement before diving back down to lick into his hole again. His lover moaned, pressing back against his mouth. Nathaniel's arousal alone would have made Quinn achingly hard, but the way Alain was talking....

"Mmm, yes, you have such a sweet little mouth... so pretty, so hungry... every part of you is just aching for cock, isn't it? Don't worry, your pretty boyfriend and I will take care of you...."

"Mm-hmm!" Quinn agreed immediately, pressing a hand between Nathaniel's thighs to cup and fondle his sack. He felt hard enough to drive nails, and it was all he could do not to beg Alain to let him move on....

"We'll give you all the cock you can handle," Alain purred, rocking his thumb in and out of Nathaniel's mouth. "The only question is... how? Shall I make you take us both at once, darling? Feed your pretty little mouth my cock while Quinn wrecks that luscious ass? Or perhaps I should make you take us both in turn?"

The way Nathaniel whined made Quinn ache to bury himself balls deep. He groaned against his hole, then pressed his fingers inside again so he could lift his head for a better view. "Both? Can it be both?"

Alain chuckled, low and delightfully devious. "Both? You naughty boy. Can you handle that, little one?"

"Please," Nathaniel gasped as soon as Alain drew his thumb from his mouth. "I can, I promise."

"You'll have to last for me, little darling," Alain admonished, stroking his lips with his thumb. "If you want me to fuck you too, you have to let Quinn blow his load in your hungry little hole first. Then you can't come until I come inside you."

The shuddering groan that escaped Nathaniel's lips made it sound like the best thing anyone had ever offered him. "Please," he gasped, crying out as Quinn ground the length of his cock between his ass cheeks. "Oh god please - both of you, please take me - "

"Such a polite little cockslut," Alain purred, adoringly sweet. "I'll give you what you want in a moment, don't worry, darling. I want to watch Quinn bury his cock in your hungry little ass now."

"Oh thank god." Quinn slicked his cock hurriedly as Alain leaned back, gaze appreciative and dark with desire.

"Go ahead," Alain urged, with a pleased hum as Quinn started to press against him. "Slowly, just the tip. Let's see that tight little asshole stretch around your big cock...."

The last thing Quinn wanted was to take his time, but it was intensely pleasurable to hold back and follow direction. Rocking against him and letting the tight rim of Nathaniel's hole hug and stroke the head of his cock, dragging over his sensitive skin as he pulled back. Nathaniel tried to push back against him with a whine, and Quinn caught hold of his hips, forcing himself to hold Nathaniel in place despite how much he wanted otherwise. "Alain, please...."

Quinn pressed forward again, groaning as his cock teased inside his lover's hole. "Please let me fuck him, I'm so fucking hard. Please let me fill him up with my cock - fuck - " he couldn't help but swear as a desperate buck of Nathaniel's hips pushed the head of his cock past his tight rim. "Oh fuck - "

"Please don't tease me," Nathaniel whimpered, breathless. "Quinn, please - please fuck me - "

"Desperate, greedy little slut." Alain's hand connected with the fleshy curve of Nathaniel's ass in a sharp smack, making them both cry out. "Alright, then. Give him what he deserves."

The way it felt to finally bury himself to the hilt was only made better by Nathaniel's sob of relief, fucking back against him desperately. Alain gave a low, pleased groan, delivering another swat. "Mmm, so pretty... maybe I should put you over my knee and paddle you sometime. Make Quinn watch while you beg to get fucked...."

"God - anything you want - " Nathaniel managed to gasp, moaning as Quinn set an eager rhythm inside him, hips smacking against his ass as he bottomed out again and again. "Oh god please, Alain, please - "

Alain gave his ass one last, appreciative squeeze. "You want my cock, sweetheart? One isn't enough for you?"

Alain delivered a firm, surprisingly pleasurable smack to Quinn's ass, then moved back to kneel in front of Nathaniel. "This what you want, little one?" he purred. He leaned forward to rub the head of his cock against Nathaniel's mouth, drawing back out of reach as Nathaniel tried to strain forward.

Nathaniel gave a shuddering moan, tightening around Quinn's cock exquisitely as he tried to lap at the head of Alain's. "...you should high-five," he managed.

Quinn laughed, surprised and delighted. "You want us to Eiffel Tower you? Oh my god I love you."

He didn't quite realize what he'd said until later; much later, when they were finally alone, cuddled together in well-fucked bliss. When he could gaze into Nathaniel's eyes and murmur it properly, because he absolutely meant it. In the moment, nothing existed but pleasure and joy and delight.

He watched Alain chuckle, finally pushing into Nathaniel's eager mouth with a pleased groan. "Mmmm, that's it... sweetest little rosebud mouth...." he grinned at Quinn, reaching out to grab both Quinn's hands as he started to thrust shallowly past his lips. "Perfect little base for our Eiffel Tower."

Quinn laughed again, squeezing his hands before taking hold of Nathaniel's hips again. "Fuck, you look so good with his cock in your mouth," he groaned, stuttering up into him harder. "Oh my god, Nathaniel, you're so sexy...." It was the last thing he could have imagined when he'd first met his delectable lover, and seeing him give himself over to pleasure between them so completely was enthrallingly erotic in a way Quinn felt like he'd never experienced before.

"He is," Alain agreed with a purr, smiling as Nathaniel tugged his hip forward. "Mmm, you want more, little one? Want me to fuck your throat?"

"Hold my hip, sweetheart. Tap if you need me to stop," Alain purred, rocking slowly deeper. "Mmm, yes, swallow me down... so good, darling, and you're driving Quinn crazy...."

A needy noise escaped Quinn's throat that might have been embarrassing if everything hadn't felt so good: the tight heat of Nathaniel's body hugging his cock, grinding back against him, tightening around him as he whimpered helplessly and swallowed Alain into his throat. "Gonna make me come too fast," Quinn managed to gasp warningly.

Alain's low, approving groan echoed Nathaniel's needy one. "Oh yes, my pretty one... pound that tight little ass as hard as you want and fill him up... be a good boy and maybe we'll do this to you later," he breathed, and just the suggestion of it was more than Quinn could handle. He bit his lip on a cry, imagining himself pinned helpless between the two of them, choking himself on Nathaniel's cock while Alain pummeled his ass. It was too much; his pleasure crested, pulling him over the edge of climax as he stuttered deep and filled Nathaniel in hot spurts of bliss.

"Mmm, that's it, just like that..." he heard Alain purr, low and approving. "Give him every last bit of your seed like a good boy... can't wait to feel how wet and sloppy he is with your cum...."

"Alain," Nathaniel whimpered desperately as he pulled away, panting in soft moans and shuddering around Quinn's cock. "Please...!"

"Shall I let you come now, my darling?" Alain stroked his cheek. "I could use your mouth and come down your throat, do you want that?"

Quinn gave a soft hiss at the way his words made Nathaniel tighten around him. "He needs to come on your cock," he panted, easing away.

Nathaniel gave a helpless little moan, but nodded. "Please," he gasped, moaning as Alain pushed into his mouth again and sucking hungrily.

Alain gave a pleased moan, stroking his lips around his cock. "Such sweet little cock sluts you both are," he purred, holding the back of Nathaniel's head as he pushed slowly into his throat again. "I'm going to have to plan some very special parties for you two next time I'm in New York." Then he pulled back, looking up at Quinn. "Hold him open for me on your lap for me, pretty one. I want you to have a good view while I fuck your boyfriend for you."

"Oooh, yes sir." It was delightful to lounge back against the headboard, pulling Nathaniel onto his thighs. He nuzzled kisses to his neck and jaw as he pulled Nathaniel's thighs up and apart. "Alain's turn to fuck your sweet little ass now, my love," he purred, and basked in Nathaniel's cry of pleasure as Alain sheathed himself to the hilt.

"God yes, you feel so good around my cock, darling," Alain gasped, not wasting any time before starting to move in him eagerly. "So hot and tight and sloppy with Quinn's come...."

The wave of satisfaction that washed through Quinn was almost as good as taking him himself. "That's it, take his cock... you look so pretty getting fucked like this for me," he breathed against Nathaniel's ear. His whole being thrummed in post orgasmic bliss that felt even better when Nathaniel reached back to grab hold of him desperately. He and Alain were even more exquisite together than Quinn had imagined, but he couldn't help but believe that it was because he was part of it, now, giving them his pleasure and sharing in their own.

His lover was clearly beyond speech, but Quinn couldn't resist the urge to continue murmuring soft encouragement. He let go of one of his thighs as Alain grew close, curling a hand around Nathaniel's cock. "You take us both so good, Nathaniel, you're so good, let me feel you come on Alain's cock, my love, please - !"

He could feel Nathaniel come even before the slick heat of his seed spilled against his palm, feel him jerk tense in his arms and shudder, crying out in ecstasy. Quinn closed his eyes with a low groan, joyful and triumphant, stroking each shudder of pleasure from him and reveling in his climax and Alain's.

Quinn held his lover close as Nathaniel caught his breath, warm and lax in his arms. Nathaniel turned his face up towards him finally, and Quinn claimed a warm, slow kiss, heart aching in adoration. "You're amazing," he purred, and Nathaniel laughed breathlessly, kissing him again before turning to claim a soft kiss from Alain.

"Thank you for my reward, sir," he breathed, and Alain gave a pleased chuckle against his lips.

"Oh, it was very much my pleasure, darling." He claimed another sweet kiss, then shifted to kiss Quinn as well, smiling. "Meeting the two of you has made this experience far more delightful than I could have anticipated."

"Even if you didn't find the himbo of your dreams?" Quinn couldn't help but ask, feeling a soft wave of guilt.

Alain chuckled again. "Darling, I've found two himbos, how could things get better than that?" He kissed Quinn's nose, then cuddled up against Nathaniel's side. "Unless you don't want me to stay and help Nathaniel wreck you next...?"

Quinn couldn't help but feel a shiver of arousal. "What did you have in mind...?"

Alain grinned, kissing Nathaniel's cheek. "What do you think, my little apprentice?"

Nathaniel gave a contemplative hum, looking up at Quinn. "... is the shower in there big enough for three?"

Nathaniel smiled, nuzzling a kiss to Alain's mouth. "Maybe we could all get wet and soapy, then put him on his knees so we can take turns fucking his throat... and then we can come back to bed and you can fuck him into me?"

"And finish up inside you after he comes?" Alain chuckled, nipping at his bottom lip. "Dirty little cumslut. I love it."

"Zoe." Quinn glanced over the railing of the second floor veranda to where the four remaining couples in his competition were setting up for a phone se... long distance relationship competition in the main room. "How's it going? Everything's on schedule and on budget."

It was. Everything was fine. There was no reason for her to be calling beyond the executive producer randomly checking in on one of the flagship shows of the streaming platform. Nevermind that Zoe Morgan rarely called him directly unless something had hit the fan. There was nothing for her to be suspicious of.

"Glad to hear that," said the voice on the other end of the phone. "I have to say, I was a little bit nervous when I heard about the last minute casting changes. Especially those two himbos that broke contract and took off. But our new owner and his boyfriend have assured me that everything is going excellently and it will be a very memorable season of TV."

Quinn forced himself to swallow down his nerves. "I'm... glad to hear it. Mr. Kaneda is a very good judge of character."

The woman on the other end of the phone gave a hum that sounded... mostly convinced. "Well, I'm calling with what you'll hopefully decide is good news. He's renewed the show for a third season and doubled the budget all around. Prize money, salaries, contestant stipend, all of it."

"Really." Quinn grabbed hold of the banister to make sure it was real. "Zoe, that's fantastic! Why wouldn't that be good news?"

"He wasn't impressed with the fact that the showrunner wasn't on location for filming, and he fired him. He wants your sister to run things from now on. Oversight on everything, including casting. You going to be okay with that?"

Quinn felt a flood of relief. "Oh thank god. Yes. Yes, I am very much okay with that."

"Good. And he wants you guys to hire a full time shrink during filming to help manage the contestants. He said you might have a recommendation or two?"

Did he mean Nathaniel? Quinn's pulse quickened in excitement at the thought. "... I might be able to find someone willing."

"You didn't intentionally cast hot men so you could have kinky threesomes in the villa with them, did you?"

Shit. But then... "No, Zoe. I absolutely did not cast anyone in the hopes of having kinky threesomes with them here in the villa," he answered with relieving honesty.

Down in the main room, Nathaniel caught sight of him, looking up at him with a warm smile. Quinn smiled back before starting downstairs.

Only a few more hours of filming, and Nathaniel would be out of the house. Then he could see his sister and niblings again, and they'd have the evening and the pool house to give Alain his own reward.

Contestant Progress

	Day 1	Day 2	Day 5	Day 7	Day 9	Day 11	Day 13	Finale
Darren	Carson	Carson	Alain	Carson	Carson	Carson	Carson	Top 6
Carson	Darren	Darren	Trevor	Darren	Darren	Darren	Darren	Top 6
Wes	Alain	Alain	Tydall	Stephen	Stephen	Stephen	Stephen	Top 6
Stephen	Zhehan	Trevor	(spare)	Wes	Wes	Wes	Wes	Top 6
Zhehan	Stephen	Tydall	Xiang	Xiang	Xiang	Xiang	Xiang	Top 6
Xiang			Zhehan	Zhehan	Zhehan	Zhehan	Zhehan	Top 6
Alain	Wes	Wes	Darren	Nathaniel	Nathaniel	Nathaniel	— (eliminated)
Nathaniel				Alain	Alain	Alain	— (eliminated)
Trevor	Tydall	Stephen	Carson	Kaneda	Kaneda	————- (eliminated)
Kaneda				Trevor	Trevor	————- (eliminated)
Blythe	Luiz	Ryland	Ryland	Ryland	————————- (eliminated)
Ryland		Blythe	Blythe	Blythe	————————- (eliminated)
Tydall	Trevor	Zhehan	Wes	————————————- (eliminated)
Luiz	Blythe	(spare)	———————————————- (eliminated)