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The Stable Boy
Not edited or beta read, so please excuse any typos, grammatical errors, hanging participles, limbs or people :P
It was late at night when the stable boy heard someone enter the stables.
"Hello? Is someone there?" He called out.
"It's only me." A voice answered. From behind the stall door stepped the second prince himself.
"Your highness! Apologies, I didn't know it was you." The stable boy bowed hastily.
The prince waved nonchalantly. "Don't worry about that."
"Is there something I can assist you with, your highness?" He righted himself, daring to look up.
"Yes, there is in fact," The prince grinned coyly. "Remove your trousers."
"I--um. I don't understand your highness." He stammered.
"Did I stutter? I said remove your trousers and everything underneath." He cocked his eyebrow.
Everything? The stable boy repeated in his mind. "I--Yes, sire, I did hear you. I am just not understanding why you're asking this of me?" The stable boy hesitantly began to remove his trousers and undergarments.
The prince let out an exasperated sigh as he sidled closer and unfastened his belt. "Not that you have any right to know, but I'm feeling generous tonight," he said. "To put it simply, I've been wanting to have you for some time now. Ever since I first laid eyes on you, I've wanted to fuck you senseless."
"Oh. I--"
"Now be a good boy, and face the wall." He turned the stable boy around, pressing against his ass.
The prince stood at least a foot taller than the stable boy. He'd always been petite and not quite made for hard labor, but as an orphan who'd been taken in so generously by the stable master so many years ago. He had no choice but to earn his keep by working in the stables. Now, even as a young adult, he still looked so young with very little muscle to show for his years of being a stable hand.
The prince moved his legs further apart and bent him over. He put his hands on the wall to stop himself from toppling face first into the hay. Then something foreign brushed against his entrance, thick and warm.
The stable boy's eyes went wide as he tried to look back, but was stopped by the prince turning his face back towards the dimly lit wall. Then, before he could even protest, the prince's length was pushed inside him.
The stable boy gasped in surprise as his hole stretch to fit the girth. The prince grabbed on to his hips and started moving in and out.
At first it was painful. Stretching him to the limit and with nothing to lubricate the motion. The stable boy groaned, but the prince did not stop. He only increased his speed, each time pushing further into the stable boy.
Just when he thought he couldn't go any deeper, he felt the prince's length thrust harder inside, making his belly bulge just slightly from the length. As the prince's movements became faster and his grunts more breathless, the stable boy's hole seemed to loosen, becoming accustomed to the feeling. With only a few more thrusts, the stable boy discovered a sound coming from his mouth that he'd never made before.
He heard the prince chuckle breathlessly from behind. "Enjoying this too, are we?" He picked up his pace.
The longer it went on, the faster his thrusts got and strangely more easy. The stable boy felt an unfamiliar wetness between his legs and, oddly enough, enjoyed the feeling.
A new warmth pooled in the pit of his belly, building gradually with each thrust and emphatic grunt of the prince. The prince's length seemed to touch something inside him that sent tendrils of excitement down his spine and elicited more quiet moans from the stable boy.
With a final thrust, he felt the prince's hips stuttered, sheathing himself entirely in the stable boy. The stable boy's own unattended, smaller length sputtered white cum all over the wall as the prince unloaded himself inside the his unprotected belly, moaning in contentment.
The stable boy's legs shook terribly as the prince removed his cock with a wet squelch and released his hips, allowing him to collapse to the floor of the stall.
"I'll return tomorrow for another round. I expect you to be well prepared for me." The prince said as he caught his breath.
The stable boy was left panting and dripping cum down his legs on the floor; he tried to wrap his little mind around what had just happened. He couldn't put his finger on why, but he was eager for the next night to arrive.
The following evening, the instant the stable master left for the night, he immediately went to work preparing himself for the prince just as he was ordered. His mind wandered to the previous night, thinking of the prince's cock filling him so perfectly and gloriously. It wasn't long before he was wet in his trousers and his member grew erect.
As if on que, the prince sauntered in to the stables not two minutes later, belt already undone.
The stable boy, gave a cursory bow, but was quickly waved off. "You know what I'm about to say." The prince cocked an eyebrow.
With that the stable boy promptly doffed his trousers, revealing his sopping entrance and excited member.
"My my," Said the prince, pulling down his own garments. "I see you were dutiful in preparing like I instructed you to. Now, turn around."
The stable boy did as told and faced the wall, just as he'd done before. And just as before, it wasn't but a few moments before the prince was fully sheathed inside and thrusting emphatically into the stable boy's poor hole.
The stable boy bit his lip, trying desperately not to make any sounds for fear of the prince teasing him. But it seemed the prince could somehow read his mind.
"It's alright," He whispered in his ear. "Let me hear you."
The stable boy didn't waste another second and opened his mouth, letting lewd yet melodic noises ring out with each thrust. With a few more powerful movements, he came all over the wall once more as the prince's seed coated the stable boy's insides.
And then the prince left for the night.
This became something of a ritual for them. The prince would come to the stables late into the night after everyone had gone home and fuck the stable boy until he couldn't walk.
Truthfully, the stable boy enjoyed it each and every time. He relished feeling the prince so deep inside him and emptying himself in his belly. He truly loved it.
After nearly two months of the prince consistently using him as a royal cum depository, the stable boy started to notice that he was gaining a bit of weight in his lower belly. He had never been a large person and not to mention always on the thinner side due to how he'd grown up. He took it as a good sign that he was getting a bit of pudge in his belly, even if it wasn't much.
However, over the next few weeks, his belly started to get larger and rounding just a bit. It was only noticeable if he wasn't wearing his tunic, so only the prince and the stable boy himself ever saw his growing tummy, but he couldn't help but feel slightly ashamed at it. What if the prince no longer wanted to continue their nightly ritual because he didn't like his changing belly?
That night when the prince arrived, the stable boy almost shied away from him at first, hesitant to remove his trousers and tunic. However, the prince was not having it.
"Why do you hesitate? Take off your clothes!" He demanded.
"I apologize, your highness. I just---"
"You just what?"
"I---I'm just afraid that you won't want to do this anymore."
"Oh? And why is that? Afraid I'll find another stable boy to fuck silly in the dead of night?"
"Well, yes, sire..." The stable boy began to take off his tunic, pulling it up over his torso, revealing his bare and softly rounded tummy. "I'm afraid you won't like me anymore because I'm getting a bit heavier, and my belly is growing. I don't know why exactly, it was only recently that it started happening!" He said, daring to glance up at the prince.
The princes eyes widened ever so slightly before returning to their normal size, and his mouth quirked upwards into a sly grin. "I see. You were worried I would no longer find you as delectable with your little, growing tummy, is that it?"
The stable boy nodded.
The prince chuckled darkly. "Oh you sweet, stupid boy. If anything, I enjoy you more like this." He rubbed his hand over the stable boy's soft belly, eliciting a small whine from him. It was unexpectedly pleasurable to have the prince touching it, though he couldn't say why.
"Oh....well that's a relief." The stable boy managed to finally say.
In the minutes following, the prince then fucked the stable boy harder than he'd done so before, all the while keeping at least one hand low on his belly. And following suite, the stable boy came more intensely than ever before, feeling the prince not only deep inside him, but also holding his tummy while he rammed his cock into his hole.
The weeks flew by it seemed, and the stable boy's belly only seemed to grow firmer and more round. He had hidden his belly underneath his tunic for as long as he could, but he also knew it was only a matter of time before the stable master saw his growing belly. It was a sunny afternoon when he finally noticed it.
He was reaching for something above his head when the stable master shouted his name from the other side of the stables. He went running, or at least as fast as he could. It had become something of a time to move quickly as his belly continued to grow larger and heavier. It was odd to him that he wasn't gaining weight like other people he'd seen where it was dispersed over different parts of their bodies as opposed to his where it was all entirely in his tummy.
The stable master was at the back of the stables in that early morning, before the sun had even risen. His face was in a fierce scowl and the stable boy knew what that meant: he'd done something wrong and was about to be punished.
"Get over here, boy." He fumed. The stable boy stood before the towering stable master. "Lift up your shirt."
".....Sir?"
"I said. Lift. Up. Your. Shirt." He practically growled.
The stable boy did as told. He undid the belt underneath his abdomen and lifted his shirt, showing his heavily bloated tummy to the stable master in shame.
"I knew it." The stable master took on a dangerous expression, poking his bloated tummy.
"Its just a bit of extra weight, sir, I promise!" He started.
"Is that all it is, now?" The massive man raised his brow and chuckled. "And just how long have you been gaining this 'extra weight'?" He mused.
"I---I well. A few months I s'pose."
"You suppose, hm? And is that how long the prince has been fucking your holes late at night?"
"I-I..."
"I've heard enough." The stable master bellowed. "Go into the last stall and get on your hands and knees. I'm going to punish you fully for this."
The stable boy didn't question why he was being told to go somewhere different for this punishment. Normally the stable master would just give him a few lashes and call it a day, but he supposed this was a different kind of mistake in the master's eyes.
Now on his hands and knees, he waited for the stable master. The large man lumbered into the stall, strangely with no whip in hand, but instead his belt that normally sat hidden beneath his ale filled gut, spilling over the poor overused strap of leather.
The stable boy looked downwards, expecting to be lashed something fierce if the stable master was going to use his belt. However, when he heard something that wasn't the stable master winding up to strike, his eyes shot up.
The stable master had neatly hung his belt on the wall and now had his trousers at his ankles. There, just beneath the thin fabric of the stable master's shirt, he saw the outline of his very erect and girthy cock, moistening the shirt with fluid already leaking from the tip.
"Look away boy and turn around."
Only then did the stable boy realize what was happening. He gulped in worried anticipation as he turned around.
The stable master ripped his trousers down, revealing his gaping and slick entrance. Without fanfare or warning, the stable master rammed his cock into the stable boy.
He gasped in surprise as the thickness stretched his hole, filling him entirely and he could feel the stable master's testicles right against his arse.
"This is your punishment for letting the prince fuck you silly and filly that pretty belly of yours before I could."
"Wait. wha--" He was interrupted by the stable master roughly thrusting in and out, grabbing at his widening hips. Before long the stable master hand one of his large hands holding the curve of the boy's swollen belly as he fucked him raw.
The stable boy could tell he didn't have more than a few more seconds before he himself would be cumming all over the floor. At least not while the stable master kept at that pace while holding his swelling tummy.
The stable master himself only thrust three more times before releasing entirely inside the stable boy, letting him have every last drop.
"You look so good like this," he rubbed the boy's rounded belly. "Once you pop this one out, I'll make sure it's my seed that takes next time and make you swell so nicely."
The stable boy panted, coming down from his own release, "Sir, I'm afraid I don't get your meaning?"
The stable master chuckled heartily. "You really are a dense one aren't you? You've got the prince's spawn growing in that belly of yours." He gave the boy's tummy a pat.
The stable boy sat back in shock, rubbing a hand over his very swollen middle. "I'm pregnant?" He breathed.
"Damn right you are. With more than one possibly judging by how big that tummy of yours is and you said it's only been a few months? I wager in a few more months time you'll be popping the little brats out and then you best make sure my cock is the next one you take until your belly starts to swell again. Got it? Else you'll be out of a job and housing."
The stable boy could only nod, reeling from the overload of information.
"Good. Now get on with your chores. I'm sure the prince won't want to be fucking you tonight in a dirty stall like this one, now will he?" He snorted, gathering up his trousers and leaving the stable boy on the floor, holding his rounded tummy.
That night, the prince fucked him quite well. Twice, in fact. It wasn't even five minutes after his first release inside the boy that he said he just looked too delicious and lovely, all swollen like that, to not fuck twice in one night.
The stable boy wasn't going to complain. He loved feeling a cock so deep inside his growing belly. Since that afternoon of realizing the truth of why his belly had been swelling and becoming round, he'd felt much more at peace in knowing he wasn't gaining strange weight or contracted some illness. But in fact the prince's seed had merely taken root in his fertile womb and was now growing into a baby. That would also explain the strange flutterings and movements he'd felt in just the past week.
Over the next few weeks, the stable boy fell into a pattern with the stable master and the prince. The stable master would fuck him in the wee hours of the morning before anyone was awake and the prince would come for him at night after everyone had gone to sleep. The stable boy was loving every moment.
He loved his rapidly growing belly. It seemed it grew in size each day somehow. Before long, he was waddling around to do his chores, having to support his back with one hand and his gravid belly with the other. When he sat his belly spilled into his lap, covering half of it with his heavy swell.
The stable boy could hardly keep his hands of his swollen tummy, constantly rubbing and soothing the squirming babe or babies inside. If he was being honest, neither could the stable master or the prince.
Whenever the stable master needed something or was nearby, he took every chance possible to pat or grab at his belly. He didn't mind really. Honestly he kind of liked it. Feeling like he was nothing but a good little womb for the both of them, even it was just the prince's babies currently in his belly.
The stable master's promise to fill his belly again once he popped these ones out was proving to become more enticing by the day.
Then one morning, when the stable master was balls deep in the stable boy, they were briefly interrupted by a guest.
"Oh," The voice said. "Interesting."
"The stable master turned abruptly and immediately pulled out of the stable boy, leaving his entrance quivering and weeping. "Your highness! A thousand apologies for the sight. I..erm...I'm punishing the boy for letting himself get knocked up."
The prince crossed his arms and casually leaned against the stall. "Oh don't stop on my account. I can see I've interrupted you. I suppose it was selfish of me to think I was the only one filling his lovely holes."
"Oh...I, well, erm. You are wanting me to continue with his punishment?"
The prince nodded with a sly grin.
"Right now?"
He nodded again wordlessly. "I don't mind sharing. Afterall, he isn't mine alone, now is he?"
The stable master grinned darkly. "No. No I suppose you're right , your highness."
"Just one thing. I'll be joining in my own way." The prince undid his belt, sauntered over in front of the stable boy and tilted his head up.
"Of course your highness."
The stable master re-entered the stable boy with alacrity, pumping with excitement.
The prince grabbed his length, stroked it only twice before it came to full erection and held it in front of the stable boy's gaping mouth. "Now, be a good boy and open a bit wider for me."
The stable boy didn't question nor did he really have the station to do such a thing. He took the prince's length in his mouth until it hit the back of his throat. He resisted the urge to gag, but only at first. Then he became accustomed to the sensation.
He swirled his tongue around his cock, lubricating it with his spit and the pre-cum leaking out from the tip. He stroked the length with his mouth and tongue, taking it entirely, sucking and moving up and down the shaft.
He must have been doing something right when he heard the prince give a lewd moan and sunk his fingers into the curls on the stable boy's head. "Yes. That's it. Keep going."
It proved somewhat difficult to find the right rhythm amidst the stable master's thrusting, but eventually he fell into time. Before long, all three of them were moaning and cumming almost violently. The stable boy swallowed all the prince's spend gladly and at the same time took all of the stable master's seed deep in his already filled belly.
As the prince caught his breath. "Care to switch, dear stable master?"
The older man took a bit longer to find his breath, but when he did, he nodded emphatically. "I would like nothing more, sire."
The prince, now comfortably behind the stable boy, caressed his swollen tummy. "I do hope you won't mind us filling you up a bit extra from now on."
The stable boy could only whine in response, still not quite recovered from his own release, but mentally was more than ready for a second round.
The prince readied his already re-erected cock, as did the stable master, and the stable boy rubbed his swollen belly, prepared for more.
The stable boy had lost count of how long it had been since his belly started swelling, but he was certain that he should have given birth by then. His belly was now burgeoning with life. Constantly moving with the squirming babes in his womb. His daily tasks were now nearly impossible with his massive tummy in the way, but that didn't matter to the stable master.
"You got yourself into this situation, now you get to suffer the consequences."
Obviously he would rather be able to do his tasks without the weight of his belly and the babies deep in his pelvis, but he couldn't get over how much he loved feeling his rounded middle, still growing by the day, and filling him so wonderfully.
It was the middle of a hot summer day when his belly started squeezing painfully. At first he couldn't figure out what was wrong, but the stable master quickly informed him "The little brats are on their way into the world."
However, the stable boy was still not allowed to shirk his duties. According to the stable master, he wasn't allowed to stop his chores until his waters broke, whatever that meant. And so he continued working, breathing through each tightening of his belly, even as each consecutive one was more painful than the last.
Then, as he bent down to grab a pale of feed for the horses, he felt a gush of fluid release from his nethers and spill down his legs.
He waddled all the way back inside the stable, holding his gravid belly. He suddenly felt something pushing deep in his pelvis. He reached down and could feel something hard and curved coming out of his hole. The sensation only grew more painful as it moved further down, threatening to split him in half.
The stable boy staggered into the empty stall, fell onto his hands and knees, and bore down, screaming as he pushed.
"What are you screaming about, boy?" The stable master bellowed, but stopped short, likely when he saw the scene before him. "Ah. So its time then?"
The stable boy pushed several more times, screaming through each one until finally, he felt something release. Another push and the rest followed.
He looked behind him and heard, more so than saw, a squealing, slim and blood covered baby boy, lying in the hay on the floor. He gathered the babe into his arms, holding him against his chest.
However, the reprieve was short lived. Two minutes later the stable boy was pushing out another squealing child and was suddenly holding two of the prince's spawn in his arms.
He thought for sure that was it. Two was a lot as it was, right?
When he felt his stomach contracting one more, a feeling of dread washed over him.
This one somehow felt even larger than the first two. It took nearly half an hour of pushing and screaming before the babes head was exposed.
Then another good several pushes before the babe was fully out and in his arms.
"Three, huh?" The stable master smirked. "You really were made to bred, weren't you?"
The stable boy finally breathed more easily as he held the three babies in his arms, letting two of them suckle on his tender breasts.
"Well then. I'll leave you be for now. Just remember our little promise, alright?" The stable master winked.
The stable boy nodded. "Right."
Even after just pushing out three babies, he was ready to be filled all over again.
Only two months later, his little belly was swollen with the stable master's seed. He wondered how many babies he would have this time...

Serial Breeder Part 1:
It was a Dark and Stormy Night
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After a fun weekend of partying, the fraternity of Alpha Sigma Zeta settle in for a night when the power suddenly goes out. After encountering a handsome stranger, the Vice President of the frat, Devon, is in for a good time.
Contains: Growth, Sex, Hypnosis, Straight to Gay, Musk, and Muscle Worship
Cole rounded the corner of the frat house heading towards the main entrance. The big jock briskly walked towards the door as red and blue lights shined through the glass. Standing on the welcome mat leading outside, Cole paused for a second. He straightened up his spine and took a deep breath in and out, his mouth settling into a warm smile. Reaching for the door handle, he opened it and looked down to see a couple of men in brown jackets. “Good evening officers! How can I help you?” said Cole with a cheery tone.
“Good evening sir, my name is Detective Gonzalez and this is Detective Dawson. Sorry to bother you so late, but we’re looking for a Cole Garrison. Is he here by chance?” said the man on the left. He was about 6 feet tall and had a slender build to him.
“I’m Cole Garrison. I’m not in trouble am I?” asked Cole with a cheesy grin on his face.
“No, we’re just here to ask a few questions regarding the whereabouts of some of the members of your fraternity,” said Detective Gonzalez.
“I can answer as best as I can. But I can only do so much to keep tabs on all of my guys,” said Cole as he stepped to the side to let the detectives in. Detective Gonzalez walked in first followed by Dawson. Detective Dawson was significantly smaller than Cole at maybe 5’6 and he had somewhat of a gut to him.
“Thank you for being so cooperative. Is there somewhere we can meet privately?” asked Detective Gonzalez.
“Sure, most of the guys are out seeing a movie tonight so we have the house almost entirely to ourselves,” said Cole as he led them through the house towards a dining room with a table that could hold 50 people at it. Cole closed the door to the room and took a seat across the table from the two detectives. “So, what can I tell you gentlemen?”
“Just a moment, do you mind if we record this?” asked Detective Gonzalez.
“Not at all.”
“Thank you son.” Detective Gonzalez pulled out his phone and tapped a few buttons on the screen then set it down on the table.
“Now sir could you state for the record who you are, your age, and your official title?” asked Detective Gonzalez.
“Of course. My name is Cole Garrison, I am 23 years old, and I am the current president of Alpha Sigma Zeta.”
“Thank you. Now we are here to discuss the events of the night of August 4th. We have multiple claims from eye witnesses that link a few members of your fraternity to a party where there was an incident with a few of the other party goers.”
“An incident? What kind of incident?” asked Cole.
“We can’t disclose that at this time,” stated Detective Dawson in a flat tone.
“Cole, we're just trying to get a clear picture here of the events of that night. And some things are just not adding up. Like when we first approached some of your brothers about the party, they all claimed to be here doing some initiation that they refused to disclose. But then we have multiple eye witness accounts that put them at the party. We’re just trying to get the story straight. So, if you don’t mind, could you tell me the whereabouts of these five members of your fraternity?” Detective Gonzalez pulled out a sheet of paper with five names on it.
“Well I can confirm that they were here on the night of the 4th. We always have one of our meetings for the new recruits the Friday night before school starts.”
“Yes but that’s only for new recruits. All of the members we are looking for are current members of the frat. Are they required to come?”
“They are not, but all of these gentlemen on this list are members of the cabinet here in Alpha Sig. See Devon Hodges, he’s my VP. And Hayden Smith, he’s our treasurer. Any member of leadership is required to come to all events for the new members,” said Cole.
“Ah I see. Now this might sound a bit…invasive, but do you happen to have any proof that they were here? Because currently the only thing we’re going off is one person’s word against another.”
“Well, I somewhat do. But you won’t like it.” Cole bared his teeth at the officer and sharply inhaled. “So, I’m going to be completely honest with y’all. That first Friday before the start of school, we always have an initiation party. The initiation is optional to the members, we just encourage them because it’s a fun thing to do.”
“And how is that proof?” asked Detective Dawson.
“How the initiation works is that pledges have to say certain phrases and do actions in a very specific way in order to pass. It’s nothing bad, just really long and really hard to get right on the first couple tries. Once they get it right, they’re officially in and we have fun.”
“Fun?” asked Detective Gonzalez.
“I won’t lie to you detectives, we do drink a bit. Especially the members who are over 21 years old. Which leads me to why I have proof. Because some of our members have a little bit too much fun, there used to be a problem of remembering who had succeeded and failed. So we started to record the initiation so that we can go back and see who did and didn’t make it. If you would like to see, by all means I have the tape on my laptop,” said Cole pointing back to his room.
“That would be greatly appreciated,” said Detective Gonzalez.
“I’ll be right back.” Cole got up and left the room to go upstairs. He climbed the stairs to the second floor where all of the rooms were for the frat. Cole walked down to the very end of the hall passing by many rooms. Hearing the sound of footsteps, a brunette gentleman poked his head out from one of the rooms.
“Are they gone?” asked the brother
“No Devon, they want proof that y’all were here so I have to get them proof. Might get a few fines for catching some of the 19 and 20 year olds drinking, but cops in this town rarely care about underaged drinking,” said Cole as he opened the door to his bedroom.
“And what are the cops gonna say when they realize that video is from last year’s initiation party?” asked Devon.
“They’re not gonna know. AI is great for just changing the date of old videos. Doesn’t give it a whole lot to mess up. Especially if the video itself is authentic, only the date isn’t,” said Cole grabbing his laptop out of his room. “Helps when we know exactly what we’re dealing with in advance.”
“Yeah, thanks dude for getting all of this taken care of. We really owe you,” said Devon standing in Cole’s doorway.
“Nothing we haven’t done before.” Cole walked past Devon and down the stairs to see the detectives. “I’ve got your proof right here gentlemen.” Cole put his laptop down and started up a video. The time stamp on it was for 9:42 pm, August 4th, when many frat members could be seen in the dining room. One by one, many of them demonstrated and participated in the initiation including all of the names on Detective Gonzalez’s list.
The two detectives watched the video in disbelief as they saw the men they thought were at the party all on the video. “Well, I guess that settles that. We will have to hit your organization with a few fines for the minors in possession in the video, but other than that, I think we are all set. We have what we came for,” said Detective Gonzalez as he got up from the table.
“Yeah, but now we’re back to square one,” said Detective Dawson. “But thank you for your time sir. Sorry to bother you this evening.”
“It’s no problem detectives. I am happy to comply with law enforcement.” Cole shut his laptop and shook their hands.
“It always makes our job easier when people cooperate,” said Detective Gonzalez as the pair walked to the door.
“And if I can do anything else for you, please feel free to give me a call. Or call the number on our website and typically I’ll answer,” said Cole as he opened the door. He gave the detectives a warm smile as they walked outside.
“Will do. Have a good rest of your evening,” said Detective Gonzalez. A large beam of lightning flashed in the distance followed by a roar of thunder.
“And be sure to keep all your brothers inside tonight with that storm on the horizon,” said Detective Dawson.
“Yes sir,” said Cole, giving the pair a salute with a smile. The two detectives turned and walked back to their car as Cole shut the door. Breathing out a sigh of relief, Cole’s back hit the wall beside him.
“Devon, you owe me big time!” shouted Cole up the stairwell. He walked back into the living room as Devon ran down the stairs.
“Yeah, me and half of the frat does,” said Devon as he landed on the bottom floor. “I’ll Venmo you the money later. Do you know when the guys are getting back?” asked Devon. As he spoke, the back door of the house came flying open as 2 dozen men filtered through it.
“Right about now,” said Cole as he turned around to see his frat brothers all getting into the frat house. Cole put two of his fingers in his mouth and blew a loud whistle that silenced everyone in the room. “ALPHA SIG!” yelled Cole as all of the frat brothers turned to him.
“Yes Mr. President!” replied the frat in unison.
“We had some cops sniffing around our house just a little bit ago and we don’t need anymore suspicion being drawn our way!” yelled Cole. “Now I want you all to go up to your rooms and go to bed! I mean it tonight. We’ve got too much heat on us right now. So no booze, no girls, no weed, no anything! Now get to bed!”
“Yes Mr. President,” said the brothers less enthused. They all begrudgingly went up the stairs to their own individual rooms and started to prepare for bed.
“It’s probably for the best that we don’t do anything tonight. Ya know besides the cops being on our ass,” said Devon as he walked through the downstairs turning off the lights with Cole. “There’s supposed to be one hell of a storm tonight by the looks of it. We don’t need any of our boys getting caught in that.”
“You and the pigs worry too much,” said Cole, flicking the lights off in the living room. “It’s just a little rain. It can’t be that bad.” As the words left his mouth, a lightning strike hit the telephone pole outside and every light in the house shut off in an instant.
“You were saying?” said Devon in the dark.
“I can’t see it, but wipe that shit eating grin off your face.” Cole fished around in his pocket for his phone and turned his flashlight on. “I’m going upstairs to call the electric company to see if we can get power back any time soon. You go check the breaker outside.”
“On it!” In the short amount of time the brothers came back from the movies and when the power shut off, the rain had already started pouring down. Devon walked outside with an umbrella as he trudged through mud and grass to get to the side of the house where the breaker was. Opening the box, Devon started flipping all the switches to try and get the power back on to no avail. The massive frat house remained dark other than the occasional phone flashlight that shined out of the windows. Defeated, Devon walked back through the mud to the front door and started to walk inside.
“Excuse me?” Devon nearly jumped out of his skin when he heard a voice from behind him. “Woah, sorry man. Didn’t mean to scare you.” Devon blinked a couple times as he shined his flashlight on a dark figure on the front porch. “My name is Chris and I crashed my car on the road outside y’all’s frat house.” The stranger pointed back towards the road where, in the darkness, a silhouette of a car could be seen. “Do you mind if I come inside while I call a tow truck?” As his vision focused in, Devon could see a man around his age standing there in a soaked t-shirt and jeans.
“Uh, yeah. Sure man. We don’t have any power at the moment, but it’ll at least keep you dry.” Devon closed his umbrella and shook off the water.
“Thanks bro,” said Chris as they walked inside. Devon shucked off his muddy shoes and shook his head of what little water was in it. Chris however was dripping from head to toe with water. “That rain really came out of nowhere and drenched me in a few seconds.”
“Yeah, I was just telling our president the same thing,” said Devon as Chris tried to wring what water he could out of his clothes. “Here, you go put your clothes in our laundry room. It’s just right through that door. Let me go grab you a towel and a fresh change of clothes so you don’t catch pneumonia,” said Devon putting the umbrella away.
“You don’t have to do that. Just a towel is fine,” said Chris.
“I insist. I’ll be right back.” Devon quickly ran up the stairs of the house and saw that many of the brothers had gone to their rooms for the night with not much to do with no electricity in the house. After grabbing a pair of athletic shorts, a t-shirt, and a towel, Devon popped his head into Cole’s room. “Any word from the electric company?”
“Yeah, it’s the whole block. They’re sending someone out, but we probably won’t see power till tomorrow morning,” said Cole as he played a game on his phone from his bed.
“Okay. By the way, we have a guest downstairs. His car crashed outside and I told him he could chill here until a tow truck comes.”
“Alright, but don’t let him snoop around. Keep him downstairs on the couch if he crashes here. I was serious about no funny business. We already had two cops here. We don’t need anymore.”
“I can do that. Goodnight.”
“Night.” With that, Devon shut the door and headed back downstairs. Still in the dark and using his phone as a flashlight, he made his way over to the laundry room. “Hey Chris, I think these should fit y-” Devon’s sentence was cut short by the sight of a Greek adonis standing in his laundry room fully naked.
He hadn’t gotten a good look at Chris before in the dark, but now with a spotlight on him, Devon couldn’t look away. At 6 feet tall, Chris had the perfect swimmer's body. He had thick pecs for his slender shoulders that even with Devon’s flashlight shining on him, there was a small shadow being cast from them. His arms had veins running up and down them with biceps bigger than baseballs. Moving down to his washboard abs, they looked like they were chiseled from a block of marble by a master sculptor. His powerful V led to the biggest part of his body. His massive dick. It hung down 8 inches as thick as a silver dollar coin with two egg sized balls behind it. Lastly his thick quads that could crush a watermelon between them and they supported a nice plump bubble butt behind him. “Sorry, I didn’t hear you coming,” said Chris as he remained facing Devon.
“I uh, I…I…I” Devon could hardly form a word as Chris sauntered forward. His cock slapped his thighs as his hips swayed.
“What’s wrong Devon? Cat got your tongue?” asked Chris as he closed the gap between them. Their bodies almost touching.
“How did you- how do you know my name?” Devon blinked for a second as an aroma filled the air. He couldn’t tell what it was, but it was intoxicating to his senses.
“Shh shh shh, none of that now. Just come here and take it alllllll in.” Chris reached his arms out and wrapped Devon in a bear hug. Pulling the 5’8 Devon in between his pecs. Devon’s head was spinning when he took a whiff of Chris’s musk. It smelled like…bacon frying. “You came in here to do something. What was it?” asked Chris as he rubbed the small of Devon’s back with his hand.
“I- I can’t remember.” Devon rested his head on Chris’s pecs and relaxed into his embrace. “It had something to do with clothes.”
“I know! It was to take your clothes off. It’s hard for a dumb jock like you to remember these things.” Chris reached down and pulled the back of Devon’s shirt up and above his head.
“Dumb jock,” repeated Devon. He grabbed at his belt and started to pull his pants down to reveal his own throbbing cock. Devon himself was only 5’8, but he looked like he had been playing sports and going to the gym all his life. He had a similar build to Chris, except he looked unrefined and unpolished compared to Chris’s godly figure.
“Yes, that’s it. You’re just a dumb jock.” Chris leaned forward and kissed Devon sensually. Holding him as the smaller man’s knees gave out from under him. “Don’t you want to service your Big Daddy?” asked Chris as he shoved his now hard cock forward into Devon’s abs.
“Yes Big Daddy.” Chris released Devon from his grip and he fell to his knees, now eye level with Chris’s 11 inch hard on. Without skipping a beat, Devon leaned forward and shoved Chris’s cock into his mouth. Chris stifled a moan as Devon’s tongue danced around his slit, head and shaft.
“Wow Devon, if I didn’t know any better, you’ve done this before,” said Chris as he grabbed Devon’s head and shoved it down to his balls. Chris let a moan slip out of his mouth when Devon sucked on his cock like a lolli-pop. “Oh yeah, you’ve definitely done this before.” Chris began to buck his hips as Devon choked on his cock.
Chris licked his lips as he leaned his body forward and reached down towards Devon’s ass. He put his fingers between Devon’s supple cheeks and, despite Devon’s fairly thin athletic build, he had always had a nice ass. It was perky and created a nice shelf behind him when he walked. Using both of his hands, Chris slapped each of the cheeks and massaged them. “Oh yeah, I bet you’ll be able to take a lot. Get up.” Chris pulled Devon’s head off of his cock and Devon looked pleadingly up at Chris’s face.
“What can I do for you, Big Daddy?” asked Devon with a string of pre and spit dripping from his mouth. Chris lifted Devon up by the shoulders like he was a rag doll, turned him around, and pushed him into the washing machine with a bang. Pressing his bare torso down against the cold metal, Chris grabbed his slick cock and lined it up with Devon’s hole.
“You’re gonna get filled up you dumb ass jock.” Chris thrusted forward and Devon practically screamed as Chris’s thick cock head penetrated his hole. “And stay quiet.” Chris put his hand on his mouth to stifle another moan from Devon as more of his cock disappeared into Devon’s ass.
With one hard thrust, Chris’s balls slapped against Devon’s ass. “If your frat brothers are as tight as you, this is going to be an even better night than I’d hoped.” Chris reached forward and felt a bulge in Devon’s stomach where his cock was. “Hope you are stretchy little guy.” Chris began pulling his cock out and thrusting it back into Devon in a rhythm. The sound of Devon’s ass cheeks clapping rang through the entire frat house as Chris fucked the shit out of Devon’s virgin hole.
“I want to have all of you inside me, Big Daddy. Always,” said Devon in a muffled voice. Chris’s hand was still gagging him so his moans wouldn’t alert the entire house of their presents.
“Wow I didn’t think the spell would work that well on you,” mused Chris as he started leaking pre into the small man’s ass. Making sure not to waste a single drop. “But the fun is just getting started.” Chris grinned as lightning crackled outside. It was going to be a good night.
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Step-Son MPreg
CW- mpreg, sex, language, Step-Son X Step-Dad storyline
I always fancied my step-dad since i met him i thought he was hot, hes a classic himbo, hes tall, muscly, blonde and stupid as can be.
I never knew if he was purposefully flirting with me of was just too stupid to understand it was wrong, but it being wrong made me so horny, id often wank off after he’d compare our hand sizes, snuggle up to me or even bend over to empty the dishwasher, anything and everything he did turned me on so hard! he always wore clothes that left nothing to the imagination, short-shorts, crop-tops or no tops! My actual dad loved this about him and it made me so jealous seeing them cuddle and kiss and then one day… my dad went on a business trip. it was now or never.
i came downstairs in my dressing-gown and boxers showing off my abs and mediocre pecs i walked into the living room to my step-dad half asleep on the couch only in his briefs and white running socks, sweating and scratching his perfect body when he saw me he woke up a little and pushed a finger into his underwear suggestively “oh… hey man” he said in a gruff half awake voice “h-hey” i stammered taken aback by how horny he already seemed my cock visibly swelled in my already tight boxers. he glanced down to it quickly and blushed “come here pal i have something to show you” he said gesturing for me to walk over- i follow his orders and sit next to him, he places his hand on the back of my head and pulls me in for a deep long kiss. i rest my hand on his groin and feel his cock twitch and harden through his pants i then slowly kiss his neck, then his chest, then his abs until his beautiful totem-pole of a cock is in-front of my face. i confidently slip it all into my throat in one go and he lets out a little moan.
i suck him off for what feels like an hour before he pulls me up by my armpits and spins me around, he lifts my dressing gown up and squeezes my ass before bending me over the couch as he teases my underwear down making my cock twitch due to the prolonged friction, he then rubs the head of his penis along the outside of my un-used hole while i beg for his cock i then moan loudly as he slides it all in at once. he grabs the hair on the back of my head and holds my cock in the other one of his massive veiny hands his expert technique instantly turns me into a worthless hole only purpose is to please him, after a few hours of fucking and cumming we fall asleep on the couch naked together.
after a few more days of constant fucking, sucking and cumming my real dad comes home and we have to start being discrete, doing it in one of our cars or while hes away or even just quietly under the kitchen table, the closer he is, the hotter we find it.
after months of this i notice a small ball in the centre of my stomach while getting dressed i think nothing of it and carry on and on until its too obvious to hide under baggy clothes, i tell people im just bulking cause i want to build mass, i wanted to believe it but me and my step dad knew it was more.
his cum must be super-human i quickly became the biggest pregnant person id ever seen i stuck to my story but less and less people believed it that was when my dad confronted me “hey buddy!” he said putting his head around my door into my room as i lay weighted down by my planet-belly, “ive noticed that your clearly pregnant” i try to sit up and defend myself but it takes me far to long to even start bending my mid-section “you dont need to deny it i know what it looks like-you where one hell of a baby! anyway i was just wondering who the daddy was and if hes in the picture” i knew he was asking because my other dad was never in the picture “well erm he kind of is” i finally admit rubbing my tight taught skin “its m-my step dad” i say defeated. “no fucking way!” my dad says more surprised than angry he finally steps fully in my room without a shirt on revealing his own pretty-large pregnant belly…
Brian (Part 1)
part two
This is my first attempt at mpreg. The inspiration came from an old request for a straight man who inexplicably becomes addicted to anal sex. Thing is, he’s also VERY fertile. –Body Hostage
I.
Brian was a successful man, in a boring sort of way.
After graduating from law school, he joined a respectable law firm. He made partner in his early forties despite only moderate levels of ambition. In the meantime, he had gotten married to an appropriate woman at an appropriate age. They had bought a house with an appropriate number of bathrooms. He’d taken up golf, given up smoking, learned to drink scotch, posed in front of famous landmarks, bought a sportscar, and built a respectable investment portfolio.
Brian didn’t mind being boring, even when it came to sex. He and his wife made love once or twice a month, generally in the same fashion. They had tried to mix things up with special outfits and toys over the years, but for the most part, these items had been used only once. Still, Brian’s wife seemed satisfied with the frequency of his attentions, and Brian could watch internet porn in his home office when she wasn’t in the mood.
Brian only watched two kinds of porn: straight and girl-on-girl. He knew that many other types of porn were available, but he never strayed from his vanilla preferences. After all, they had always worked for him, and he was too old to familiarize himself with whole new genres of erotica at this point.
One night, Brian was in a hurry. He searched for “camp counselors three-way” in his preferred porn search engine and clicked on the first link, carelessly, without properly looking at the thumbnail.
To his surprise, the clip was not straight porn. It wasn’t even girl-on-girl porn. It was… gay porn.
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Wes
Request #319-1: “Mpreg where the guy is holding the urge to push. Basically birth denial as he’s in denial (sure, he slept with some guy; sure the nausea and the big belly are suspicious and more the odd wiggly movements on his round belly but he’s not pregnant and he’s not giving birth!) And there twins. Bonis for detail on his belly”
—Inspiration struck me with this prompt. Hope you don’t mind the story telling. This is my first submission, lmk what you think! ~liloolong
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“Wes?” Katy asked, but her friend wasn’t paying attention. “Earth to Wes?” She waved her hands in front of him. “You’re not thinking about that guy still, are you?”
“Hm? Me? No, no way. It was just a one night stand and it was like two months ago. He never texted me back. Didn’t mean anything.” Wes replied finally. They had chosen to forgo their usual dinner for a pizza and movie night, but the movie had long since ended.
“Uh-huh, sure. You can talk to me when you’re ready. I’ve gotta go, though, I’ve got work tomorrow.”
“Hmm, okay see you next month,” he practically sighed. She left his apartment, and he was still thinking about him. It was strange, Wes was never an emotional guy. He slept with plenty of people, and never once got attached when he didn’t want to. Whatever. He cleaned up the pizza boxes and climbed into bed.
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The next month when Katy and he had dinner, Wes showed up late to their favorite place.
“So sorry, Katy! I think the dryer shrunk my slacks, had to find something else at the last minute!” He explained. He didn’t realize he hadn’t washed them since the last time he wore them.
Katy waved him off and began rambling about this new girl she met. A friend of a friend, it’s probably nothing but she just feels that spark. Wes nodded along as his best friend gushed.
When their food came, he had ordered his usual, but suddenly it wasn’t appealing.
“Wes, you’ve hardly touched your meal, what’s wrong?”
“Not sure. I’ve been just so nauseous lately. I think I got food poisoning? I don’t know how long that’s supposed to last.”
Katy shrugged— she didn’t know either— and stabbed her fork onto his plate to finish up his meal.
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I call thos story Adam - this is the start.
It was the hottest summer he had ever experienced, the whole of Europe was suffering with 40 degree heat and there was no escaping it.
The holiday to France couldn't have been better timed; first Paris with his boyfriend and then after a few days move further south with his family for a week.
Staying on a farm surrounded by mountains and little else but nature, it was hot, quiet and above all peaceful.
A sweet French couple owned the little farm and adjoining holiday let which they lived above but rarely interacted with the guests.
Adam had been experiencing a deep and powerful need recently, he had been suffering with an intense need to be filled, bred and impregnated.
It was only a matter of time before he would succeed in his desperate need.
In Paris he had enjoyed his boyfriends cock multiple times in the short three days, walking around the city always full of his partners cum - but it never seemed to stick.
On the farm after a couple days Adam had noticed he had begun to carry a little extra water weight in his hips and new that his body was ready.
Waking up early he went for a wander in the early morning sun - a welcome cooler period than the evening before. As he took a small walk about the farm he came face to face with the husband/owner - actually colliding as they each rounded a corner of the barn.
The man dropped some small bags of feed so Adam nealt to pick then up, looking up and smiling as he did.
No words were exchanged, they didn't speak the same language in truth, but in a small glance it was clear that the farmer would be happy to put Adams needs to rest.
Looking back down Adam saw a hard twitch of the farmers clearly heavy package loose in the man's shorts, without a second thought Adam dropped the feed and moved his hands to the man's zipper and freed the ample cock and balls within.
If the farmer was shocked or surprised or dissatisfied then he didn't show it, he merely stood there as Adam began to suck his hardening dick.
It was thick, warm and just slightly salty in his mouth, while sucking the man's cock Adam played gently with his heavy balls and felt them churn in his hand.
It was becoming unbearable, the farmer had placed a hand gently behind Adams head and was helping him take an extra inch each thrust he made.
It became clear that the farmer was close, his balls were tightening and his cock was pulsing, the farmer pulled free. Did he know what Adam wanted?
Adam stood quickly and removed the shorts that were straining anyway and presented his hungry ass to the farmer.
In just a moment he plowed right in, buried his cock deep in inside without much grace but it felt amazing. His thick cock was easily 18 inches and it was filling Adam nicely.
After only a few hard thrusts the farmer emptied his heavy balls deep inside the young man, there was enough cum to leave Adam looking bloated and he just new he would be pregnant now.
The pair unceremoniously split, each headed back the way they came, and Adam headed for the shower.
As the rest of the house awoke they began to plan the days activities - namely heading to the small town and to explore a little of the area.
The sun beat down on them all the whole day and Adam remained full of cum, he was clearly bloated, he may even have passed for the early months of pregnancy - the farmer had apparently left a lot of seed behind.
Given the heat, the group returned to the house and took a mid-afternoon nap, but Adam was never able to nap in the day so instead he sat in the shade outside and read a book.
As Adam read he gently rubbed the cum swollen gut he had been given that morning, after a few pages he felt eyes were watching him.
He saw the farmer just beyond the courtyard and as their eyes met he moved over, walking to Adam and placed a hand on the swollen boys belly and smiled.
He presented his hand as if to help him out of the chair, grabbing it, Adam stood and followed the farmer back to where they had met this morning.
Stopping and turning, the farmer smoothly removed his shorts and presented Adam with his hard cock and what seemed to be once again swollen balls.
Eager for more Adam went back to sucking the man's cock and getting it nice and wet for his ass but after little more than a couple of minutes the farmer stopped him and turned him around.
The farmer pulled down the young man's shorts and held his swollen belly as he pushed his enormous cock onto him.
There was an almost loving gentleness to this as the farmer fucked him this time, slow, steady and deep - the farmer pressed hard and deep against Adams ass making sure to get a deep as possible.
Adam hadn't thought it was possible but after a little while the farmer unleashed his second torrent of cum deep into his womb. The pair of them holding his swelling belly until finally the farmer had emptied into Adam fully again. The heat blossoming inside his womb and left Adam looking full!
Gently pulling apart the farmer rubbed the firm orb that was soon to be his growing babies.
Again they went their separate ways, Adam basically waddled back to the house with his shorts strained and his belly obvious.
Come the morning Adam was still very bloated but perhaps only slightly more so than after the farmers first deposit, but feeling his gut showed that it was strangely firm.
Again he was up early and went for a walk, shirtless and rubbing his belly the whole time, as he rounded a corner he saw the farmer.


“The Royal Conception.”
What looked like sheer savoring and delight was just Marco’s body reacting to the pleasure he didn’t want right now. His own body betrayed him, and by now Marco’s body was enjoying this as much as he himself wasn’t.
Marco felt himself getting closer, and the King Griphin started grunting louder and louder as he was on the brink of letting go.
Just as Griphin unleashed his load, so did Marco. It was at this moment that Marco was disgusted with himself. He hated himself, and Griphin for this. It was done. It would be a few days and Marco would officially become pregnant with Griphin’s son, the heir to his throne, and he’d have to spend the next 10 months incubating it. Marco didn’t want this, he didn’t want to become pregnant; this was going to change him and his body forever, and his life too.
But ironically, as much as he didn’t want it to happen, he felt somewhat better that it was over and done. At least now he could stop freaking out about it. Now all Marco had to worry about was bringing forth a healthy son for Griphin, which was slightly pressuring for him.
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So finally got a piece done if one of the more important parts of this story, and it’s brilliant! I know it’s not technically a “pregnancy” piece, but it somewhat counts since their essentially making a baby anyway.
Art by Ghuraok.
Characters by me.
Click here for the uncropped version :)

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Uncle's Plan
Leo woke up at the sound of his phone ringing. He was a handsome man, and he knew it. Standing at 6’4, the 61 year old bodybuilder had probably fucked thousands of young twinks since he got muscular after started lifting when he was 21. Never once; however, had he fathered a single child, at least none that he cared for anyways. He was rather shocked when he saw the call was from his nephew
-“Hello uncle”
-“Alex , what a surprise”
Alex was his brother’s son, Leo hadn’t seen him since he helped him move into his college dorm. Leo’s dick went hard just remembering how Alex looked in his tight slacks as he was celebrating getting into college. That was three years ago and Leo’s imagination went wild picturing how much better they boy must have looked now.
-“Did you need anything son?” -“WellI I am graduating a year earlier than expected and wanted to surprise my parents so I came to town for the three day weekend, but they are on a camping trip so I was wondering if maybe I could stay with you til sunday evening just so I don’t have to be alone all weekend”
Leo’s cock went even harder, sure it was his nephew and it was wrong to lust after him, but uncle and nephew relationships were not unheard of afterall.
-“Haha, always knew you were a smart guy, and you are always welcome here Alex ”
-“Thanks uncle I’ll drive to your place right now, will probably be there in and hour or so”
-“Sounds well, I’ll see you”
The bodybuilder hung up and sat up, his dick leaking at the idea of seeing his nephew arrive. He let out a loud fart,threw on a tank top and got to making breakfast for himself and Alex . As he moved through his small one bedroom apartment he started devising a plan to be as close to his nephew as possible.
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Isaac
I couldn’t help it, when Susie stood up to give a her speech, my eyes were just drawn to her bulging belly, that she occasionally cradled as she addressed the table. It looked so heavy on her. Throughout our childhood, by sister had been slim and athletic, preferring to run to any occasion rather than walk. I couldn’t imagine her even approaching a running pace with her body as it is: drooping with her husband’s growing seed.
Her husband, Zeus, is why we’re here. I know - Zeus? what the fuck were his parents thinking. I zoned back into my sisters words as my eyes drifted over to him.
“Zeus is just the best man anyone could hope for-” Suzie spoke.
The first thing you notice about Zeus is that he matches his name. To put it another way: he looks Godly. He and my sister had met at Police Training, and-
“although we’ve only know eachother for… seven months” my sister continued.
Zeus had got her in the sack the first night of the training camp, and fucked a baby into her: he had gone on to graduate, she had gone on to swell up with his brood. I mean she seems happy-
“Zeus, we love you with all our hearts” she motioned to her belly, “ and we look forward to our future together. Happy Birthday!”
Zeus eyes were fixed on my sister’s belly, as a grin spread across his bearded face.
The assembled table cheered, and we broke into Happy Birthday to You. Zeus moved to stand beside my swollen sister. One hand, he cradled her ass, the other he gestured wide.
“Thanks Momma, and cheers friends and family for coming” he said, “ I know that some of you have travelled far” he locked eyes with me, “and some of you have travelled hard”.
Shivers went down me. His eyes were like lightning. I know. I know I shouldn’t be thinking about it, but my dick tented my light pants slightly, and I readjusted, just in case someone looked down at my lap.
“I’m excited to welcome this little guy into the world in the next few weeks, and make his family bigger.”
Zeus’ mates at the table gave manly woops and hollars. I looked at my parents. Dad was smiling along, but Dad is deaf. My mum had a look on her face like a child refusing brocolli ‘cause it’s yucky’. I gotta say, picturing this guy fucking my sister didn’t exactly calm the hard on in my pants.
Finally, the speeches over, everyone returned to their seats, and the drinking begain in earnest.
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I had just downed my fourth, when I decided to totter my way to the bathroom. I nearly knocked a waiter to the ground, but I managed to get there. It was a small bathroom: two cubicles, two urinals and a sink.
The door, I discovered, was thin, because I could hear every word of my very sober sister’s conversation with her slightly drunk Zeus. I stood at the urinal, dick in hand, not even peeing, just listening.
“Common, you’re the one that’s got me horny: you gotta deal with it”
“No Zeus, I don’t.” Suzie retorted. There was a moment’s tense silence. “You really embarrassed me back there. First you buy me these clothes that are so revealing, it’s like my tits are on full display, and then talking about fucking me in front of my family: it’s not just your mates out there!”
“Mommy,” Zeus slurred, “ Your parents know that we’re fucking and continue to fuck”. I pictured Zeus caressing her belly as he said that.
“I gave you a wonderful speech, and then you made it sound like all I’m good for is to fuck and grow your babies. I don’t think you’ve even called my by my name all night and -”
Zeus cut in, his tone changing to something more intense: “I knew it was a mistake bringing you out. Should have kept you naked in the house-”
The door to the bathroom swung open as he left the conversation. I tried very hard to make it seem like I was peeing, but nothing would come out. I was to aware of Zeus’ presence.
“Oh, it’s you,” He addressed me like some kind of dirt, “Your sister is some piece of work.” He took the urinal next to me.
I laughed, “Yes she is!” a bit too excitedly as he pulled his dick out.
Eyes drift… and.. well.. he was semi erect, and while his dick wasn’t very long, it was fucking thick: the barrel like shape of a beer can.
To my horror, and still not peeing, my dick was growing more erect in my hands and… well… eye’s drift.
Zeus stated, “You’re little cock’s getting hard, mate”
The was a pause.
“You like my cock don’t you”
I managed to find some words. “It’s pretty impressive”
“Tell you what, seen as it’s my birthday, you can suck me off. Get on your knees.”
His authoritative tone, my drunkenness, and his drunkenness, and our horniess combined to equal the fact that within five seconds I was licking his cock head.
“Nice mouth boy”
He was thick, and i struggled to fit his salty hot mushroom head into my mouth. A hand went to the back of my head, and Zeus applied some force, his cock sinking further into my mouth, my lips stretching wider to the point that the corners of my mouth hurt ever so slightly.
“Breath through your nose, Boy”, Zeus encouraged. I don’t know why he called me “Boy”. I was younger than my sister, but only by a few minutes.
I didn’t have much time to push the issue, because the next moment, he forced my head into his wiry pubes, his balls slapping into my chin as he hilted out. I closed my eyes. My face ached: my lips stretched wide, sealing around his cock. I could feel the tip of his dick down my throat: a heavy weight on my adams apple. Then he started to thrust in and out. I could feel the veiny ridges of his member, nudging against my mouth and throat.
THen he froze. His dick in my mouth. I opened my eyes, and looked up at him, wide eyed. He appeared to be judging me.
“Fuck it!” he said, “ your sisters in a huff, so I might as well have you.
He pulled his dick from me, and i went in for a kiss. His beard was scratchy. Zeus pointed to a cubicle “get in there and drop them pants”.
I know. I know it’s my sister’s man, but I was drunk and… well it just felt good and he was hot. I went into the cubicle, dropping my shorts and underwear, and bent over, to brace myself against the wall. I heard Zeus lock the cubicle behind him, and… there was a rustling as he fumbled with something. And a muttering: “If your sister ain’t gonna learn her place, I’m gonna make doubly sure with you”
His hand came around to my mouth, his fingers inside, I assumed he wanted my to lube up his hand with my mouth so I sucked on them. That’s when i noticed the three distinct pills he had put into my mouth at the same time. He clamped his saliva covered hand over my mouth.
“Swallow” I held out a bit, but eventually I just wanted the fucking to start, so I swallowed. He sank a finger inside my ass, lubricated by my own saliva. His finger fucking was as rough as fucking my face. He pounded in and out, a mand of no half measures, and gave me no break before advancing to two and then three fingers plunging in and out of my ass. I sighed in delight as he massaged by protest, my cock now fully erect.
He removed the fingers, “Gonna hurt a bit, Isaac”
He pulled his fingers free, and then rested his cockhead on my boy pussy. It was thick, and he applied more and more force, my ass slowly and gradually loosing it’s abilty to resist, till he popped inside me. I gasped. And then, he started to fuck me. It wasn’t romantic. It was like being mounted by a bull who’s only aim is to unload. He held my hips firmly, plunging his thick cock into me over and over, forcing my ass wide, powering past any ounce of resistance my body offered to his invading dick, His balls slapped against it and. I loved it. Loved the sense of being used, like some kind of fuck object. It was delightful. There was no kissing, just fucking and fucking and -
We heard the door to the bathrooms open, and Zeus paused, up to the balls in my ass.
“Isaac?” It was my father. My fucking father. “You in here?”
I could either say something, and risk him waiting til I left the stall, or I could say nothing and risk further interrogation.
Zeus, however, took the decision out of my hands. “Yes Mr Carroll. Isaac is in here”.
There was silence. In the pause i became aware of a change inside me. Zeus’d cock was getting hotter, despite not thrusting: maybe he was just going to cum.
“Zeus? You joker!” My dad exclaimed, and then there was a tinkling as he made use of the urinal.
Inside me, Zeus’ cock burst with hot liquid inside my guts. At first, i was sad because I thought that might be the end of our fuck, but the liquid just kept coming, not shot after shot like cum, but a continual stream. I could feel is building up inside me, the pressure, attempting to escape but trapped in my my Zeus’ thick dick.
I gave a stiffled groan. Zeus was pissing inside me.
“You alright in there? A hard one?”
Zeus played the part. My belly ached as he continued to piss inside me, the pressure in my abdomen building with each second. My button up shirt was growing tight. I used one hand to undo them.
“Nah, easy one, but putting up a bit of resistance” Zeus responded.
“Good luck!” my dad cried, finally leaving the bathrooms.
“Your pissing in me!” I challenged Zeus.
“Yeah.” He said non-nonchalantly. But the pissing had stopped and his dick was still hard, he thrust in and out, but now my belly rolled with each thrust, as his cock caused waves in the piss that was bulging my gut. It was the most turnd on I’ve ever been, and my dick started spurting jizz with each of his thrusts. I couldn’t hold back my moans of pleasure, and Zeus joined me as his pace quickened, and I felt his dick swell, slightly larger still, inside me. He groaned, and this time I felt each pulse of jizz rocket through his thick rod, and out into my body. It was mind-blowing. He pushed in deep and stayed there, while shot after shot sank into my guts.
“You’re a way better fuck than your sister. I was saving this for her later, but because you’ve been such a good boy.”
I felt something pushing at my ass, beside his cock: cool silicone. I cried out as my ass was pushed wider and wider to accomodate both his cock, and the new object. Then he slowly pulled his dick from me, till the only thing inside me was the object.
“Good boy.” Zeus encouraged me, tussling my hair, “See you back at the table”.
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I wobbled my way back to the table, my belly, swollen with Zeus’ jizz and piss was gravid and delicate in front of me. I felt like a balloon ready to pop. He had slid a butt plug into me as his parting gift, and this kept his juices sealed inside me. I was worried to release it in the bathroom because it would definitely make a mess: I’ve resolved to empty myself once we get home.
Also… I kind of like the unusually fullness, and the tightness of my shirt around my gut: the taught buttons. I proceed, carefully back to the table. This time, the waiter, looking at my size, reconsiders his route, and moves around me. He noticed me.
People had shuffled seats, and I took the empty one beside my dad.
“You all right?” Dad asked me.
I cradled my swollen gut as I lowered myself to the chair, pushing the butt plug in firmer.
“Yeah,” I replied, “I’m a good boy”.
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TWO MONTHS LATER.
Mum, Dad, Zeus and I were waiting. Hospital beeps and murmurs filled the Birthing Ward. The occasional scream of labour reaching our ears. Zeus sat on one side, the rest of us sat on the other.
Zeus looked at me with his hungry, beautiful eyes.
“You’re looking good boy” he said.
“Thanks.” I said. I’d put on a few pounds since Zeus and I had seen each other on his birthday. He had stretched my body, and it seemed like now my genetics thought thats how I should be. Each day my gut was a little rounder.
“Interesting Posters” Zeus said, motioning to the walls. They were decorated with a broad range of pregnancy and family planning advice. Zeus, however, was pointing to a specific one.
“The Promise” it advertised pills that promised to give you a child for each one that you swallowed before sex. It dawned on me.
“I need to go to the bathroom.” I declared, and left the room, aware of Zeus following me.
The bathroom was empty. I turned to him. “Did you-”
He laid a finger to my lips, and lifted my shirt over my head. “Let’s see how Mommy is going, eh?”
He massaged my pecs, which had softened along with the rest of my body, and brushed my nipples, which burnt with sensitivity. He lowered his lips to them and I gasped at the stimulation. He slid his hands down my body, feeling my swollen abdomen, a grin colouring his face.
“Look at them go” he said, “what a good Mommy”.
He pulled me in against him, his cockpressing against my belly, and slipped a hand down my pants, his fingers cupping my ass and - he wiggled it. The Butt plug that he had gifted me. I wore it all the time now. My ass hasn’t been the same since he fucked me, and it helped me feel more in control. He kissed me.
The door opened behind me. Zeus froze, as he slipped a finger into me.
“Hi Mr Carroll”
I could only imagine the shock my father experience seeing his only son, fat, and with another man’s finger buried in his ass. Let alone the fact Zeus had fucked a baby into Suzie, and was fucking me while she gave birth in the room next door.
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The video call connected, and my phone screen was full of a table of men, and my parents, at a bar. I re-adjusted the camera, not wanting the people to see how stark naked I was: my pecs are looking pretty hefty nowadays as they produce enough milk for the triplets, and one was currently having a snack.
“Hi Everyone! I yelled through the camera.”
“Hi Momma!” Zeus greeted me, his beautiful face fulling the screen.
“I’ve told everyone that you have some words you’d like to share to celebrate my birthday!” he encouraged.
“Yes!” I said, as the baby drank from my breast. I didn’t own many clothes anymore except an apron for the kitchen. Clothes get in the way of feeding and fucking… and of growing.
“It’s been just a year since Zeus and I conceived our triplets. And it’s been such a whirlwind of a year for me. Quitting my job and becoming a full time Mom has been a wild transition, and I love it. I love my man, Zeus, who we are here to celebrate, and love what he has done to my body. I am forever his. Happy Birthday Zeus!”
There was a cheer from the table.
“One more thing,” I said to the screen, “Just give me a moment. Mum and Dad, close your eyes”.
I put down the baby, my nipple still dribbling a bit of milk. I positioned the camera on the kitchen bench: unfortunately, the only way I could place it, you could see my full body, naked. I picked up the packet. I showed the box to the camera: “The Promise”.
Then I popped five of the pills into my hand and swallowed them down. Zeus was grinning.
“Hurry home, Zeus.”
I looked at the stunned table for a moment. Mum and Dad had both opened their eyes, and watched me down the five tablets. Their faces of shock as they came to terms with the number of grandchildren they would have in nine months was priceless.
The triplets started to cry in the other room, and my body responded, with a flush of heat to my nipples, which flowed milk down my front for all to see.
“Gotta go now! Bye, enjoy the party,” I cried.
I hung up. I had done it. I moved to the triplets crib, and looked down on them as my body streamed milk. I was going to be full again, and beautiful with Zeus’ children. My dick hardened, and my ass itched for the return of Zeus’ cock to our house. I was his.
Uncle Matt
I’m traveling today and didn’t get to proofread this. Complete story below, 2 parts. NSFW, M/M, incest, mpreg
PART ½:
College graduation had finally come for Jesse Thomas, an openly gay kid who grew up in Georgia and studied in South Carolina. He wasn’t sure what was next as he was graduating with a degree in marketing and had no job prospects. After spending the summer back home in Atlanta with his parents, he decided to move to Florida and start fresh with some friends from college.
Jesse got a job in tech sales and waited tables on the side. He was a hustler with a strong work ethic and preferred staying busy. He’s the youngest of four boys and the only one not to join some branch of the US military. His father, uncles, and grandfather were all military as well; it just wasn’t for him being the token gay man in his family.
After celebrating his twenty-third birthday and approaching his one-year anniversary in Tampa, Florida, his dad suggested he attend his uncle Matt’s retirement party in St. Pete since nobody else from his immediate family would be able to attend. It wasn’t a far drive for Jesse and he figured it would be nice to reconnect with his uncle, whom he hadn’t seen since middle school.
Uncle Matt was his dad’s youngest half-sibling. Jesse’s grandparents divorced when Jesse’s dad was ten. His grandmother remarried a doctor and had two more children and his grandfather remarried and did the same.
Jesse’s dad grew up with his mother and rarely saw his father and new half-siblings. Jesse could count on two hands the amount of times he’d met his uncle Matt in person. Although Jesse’s father was 55, his uncle Matt was 38 and technically closer in age to his nephew compared to his half-brother.
Matt was always moving around the US for his position in the military and never settled down. He was 38, unmarried, and without kids; far different than the other military men in Jesse’s family.
When Jesse arrived to the retirement party, celebrating Matt’s 20 years of service and transition to civilian life, he reconnected with a couple other family members before even locating Matt, who was surrounded by military buddies at the bar.
Jesse didn’t want to interrupt his uncle, so he approached the bar and ordered a whiskey diet before hearing, “That can’t be Jesse ordering a whiskey at the bar!” Matt joked pointing to his nephew at the bar and introducing Jesse to his friends.
“It’s been awhile, kid! I take it you’re 21 now?” Matt exclaimed as he playfully hit Jesse on the shoulder.
“23, actually. How’s it going, Matt?” Jesse said as he reached out to shake hands.
“23– Wow!” Matt exclaimed, shaking Jesse’s hand and pulling him in for a standard “bro” hug.
The pair exchanged small talk before Matt was pulled away by more of his military friends, so Jesse shifted focus to his cousin, one of the few people he knew or recognized. After about two hours, Jesse was bored and wanted to get back to Tampa for a Saturday night out with his friends.
When he found his Uncle Matt to say goodbye, his uncle was noticeably drunk and so were his military buddies.
“You’re not taking off, are you, Jesse?!” Matt exclaimed, splashing his drink around.
“Yeah, gotta get back to Tampa, I have plans with some friends.”
“Ahh, well why don’t you stay up here tonight. We can show you around.” Matt suggested, gesturing to his small group of three other men. “I think you’d like our spots around town.” Matt continued.
Jesse wasn’t immediately sure what his uncle meant by that but then he noticed the ass grab his uncle gave his friend Tim. As Jesse was processing that he noticed another friend, Kyle, was eying him up. It suddenly dawned on Jesse: his uncle Matt was gay.
Jesse pulled his uncle Matt to the side, “Wait, are you, you know…” and gestured a hand tilt, a gay stereotype used to identify gay men.
“I enjoy the company of another man if that’s what you mean, Jesse.” Matt replied with a wink.
Now Jesse was intrigued. He had no idea his uncle Matt was gay. He wasn’t sure anyone else in his family knew either. With the new knowledge of his gay uncle and flirting from his friend Kyle, Jesse figured there was no harm joining Matt and his friends for a night out.
The group of five bounced around a couple gay bars downtown before moving to a club around midnight. Jesse could sense his uncle Matt and Tim had a thing for each other and Kyle was still flirting with Jesse but hadn’t made any moves. The other friend, Mitch, never made it to the club and instead left for a hookup.
Kyle finally made the move on Jesse and the two started making out on the dance floor. Matt brought them all drinks and pulled Jesse away from his friend.
“Gotta watch Kyle, he’s kind of a slut.” Matt drunkenly slurred into Jesse’s ear to counter the blaring EDM music.
Jesse shrugged and took a swig of his drink before turning back around to dance with Kyle.
It was near closing time a couple hours later when Jesse encountered his uncle Matt at the urinals. Both men were nearly blacked out at that point when Jesse looked over to catch a glimpse of his uncle’s dick.
A glimpse turned into a full-on stare, as Jesse was surprised at the sight: his uncle was packing a huge, thick cock. Matt caught his nephew staring.
“Haven’t seen one this big before?” Matt joked as he jiggled his semi-erect dick.
“Not in person.” Jesse drunkenly replied. “Fuck, you’re huge.” Jesse continued, unable to take his eyes off his uncle’s dick.
“I get that a lot” Matt said as he turned to face his nephew straight-on.
Something immediately came over the twenty-three year old and after he finished urinating, he grabbed his uncle’s cock before Matt had time to pull up his pants.
“Sorry, I, uh, I just needed to feel it for myself.” Jesse said, looking at his uncle’s cock in his hand.
Matt was getting hard and other men in the bathroom, although unfazed, began to notice their exchange.
Someone exited the stall next to them and Matt pushed Jesse inside.
“So you can have a better look.” Matt explained as he locked the door behind them.
“Fuck, I’ve never seen a more perfect cock.” Jesse said as he looked into his Uncle Matt’s eyes and began stroking.
The pair went silent and Jesse got on his knees and started swallowing his uncle’s horse cock. As he struggled with its girth, all a drunken Jesse could think of was how it would feel inside him. The young man stopped, stood up, and dropped his shorts and leaned against the stall.
Matt contemplated for a second about how wrong it was to accept his nephew’s advance but couldn’t resist the tight ass in front of him. He bent down and began eating his nephew’s ass, loosening Jesse’s hole for what was to come.
A couple minutes passed and Matt spit a huge wad onto his erect cock to help glide himself into Jesse’s ass. As the head of Matt’s cock entered his nephew’s hole, Jesse winced and his moaning got louder. Matt covered Jesse’s mouth with his right hand and pulled his nephew’s head back and whispered, “You got this.”
After a couple more seconds, Jesse’s hole opened for all ten inches of his uncle’s cock. Matt started slow to let Jesse adjust and after several thrusts, he picked up speed. It wasn’t long before Jesse exclaimed in pleasure that he was cumming, shooting a load all over the stall partition. Matt happened to be doing the same, deep into his nephew’s hole.
“Fuck, that was hot.” Jesse said as he picked his shorts off the floor.
“Our little secret.” Matt replied as he slapped his nephew’s ass.
Jesse crashed in his uncle’s guest room that night while Matt got a second round of ass from his buddy Tim. He woke the next morning with a hazy memory and sore ass and decided to bolt to avoid any awkward interaction with his uncle.
Although Matt checked on his nephew to make sure Jesse got home, they didn’t see each other for a couple months before Jesse had to make a very difficult call to his uncle.
After several weeks of the flu and feeling downright shitty, Jesse saw his doctor toward the end of summer and was given the news of his pregnancy. A sonogram the following week confirmed the 23 year-old was about twelve weeks along… with twins. Jesse did the math. He had recently been hooking up with a guy from Grindr, but only the last two months. Before that was kind of a dry spell if fucking his uncle didn’t count. It counted, all right, and these twins were definitely his Uncle Matt’s.
Jesse scheduled an abortion for two weeks out and started debating whether to tell his uncle, who could very well help pay for the procedure.
That weekend, he drove to St. Pete and found his uncle at home. Jesse didn’t call, so when Matt found his nephew on his doorstep unannounced, he knew something was up.
“I’m sorry for not giving you a heads up, but I needed to tell you in person.”
“Tell me what? What’s wrong, Jesse?
“I’m pregnant.”
“Fuck.” Matt’s head immediately went to his hazy memory of the night he fucked his half brother’s son. “Is it mine?”
“Yeah, I’m pretty sure.”
“FUCK” Matt exclaimed.
“And it’s twins.”
The pair discussed options and agreed the abortion Jesse scheduled was for the best. Jesse left Matt’s that evening and got back into the swing of his normal routine. Matt, on the other hand, couldn’t stop thinking about Jesse and the babies. He had always wanted children but realized he put his military career and promiscuous lifestyle ahead of everything else. Matt now found himself at 38, retired from the military, single, and lonely.
On the day before Jesse’s scheduled abortion, the twenty-three year-old heard a knock at his door as he ate dinner in his small downtown apartment. It was Matt. He let his uncle in, although not expecting him until the following morning, and asked what was going on.
“Keep the babies, Jesse. I want to raise them. I want to be a father.”
Jesse didn’t have words. Was Matt serious? He was carrying two babies, the product of gay incest, at the age of twenty-three. Matt was out of his mind. The two discussed it into the night, with Matt staying on Jesse’s couch.
“Look, let’s schedule an anatomy scan to show there’s nothing wrong with them and go from there.” Matt suggested. Jesse was nearly fourteen weeks with twins and had recently started showing. He canceled his abortion and was able to get an anatomy ultrasound instead, with Matt present.
“Everything looks great with these two!” The doctor exclaimed. “Would you both like to know the genders?”
Matt quickly answered, “Yes” and Jesse gave him the side-eye as they both turned their attention to the monitor.
“It looks like you’re having one of each. A boy and a girl!”
Matt took Jesse out to dinner that night and assured his nephew nobody else would know that he fathered the twins and that they’d pitch it to family and friends as Matt helping Jesse out of an “untimely situation”
“I can’t believe we’re doing this.” Jesse said as he got into his Uncle Matt’s truck.
“Look, we can’t take back that night, it was a mistake, plain and simple. I should’ve known better. But, the outcome could be really great. I’ll get to be a father to my own children and you can go on with your life afterwards with no responsibility to them.”
Two months passed and Matt began preparing the twins’ nursery. Jesse went home for Thanksgiving and broke the news to his parents and brothers that he was pregnant, now unmistakably, and that Matt would be raising them ‘as his own’ since he’s always wanted a family. After a heated call between Jesse’s father and his half-brother Matt, everything returned to normal when Jesse arrived back in Florida.
Since Thanksgiving had been so awkward with his family, Matt knowing this as well, invited Jesse to spend Christmas as his house in St. Pete with a few of his military buddies.
“It’s cool you decided to keep the babies, I would’ve definitely gotten an abortion.” Matt’s friend Mitch said over small talk with drinks.
“Yeah, well, Matt was pretty convincing and I know he’s going to make a great dad.”
“You’re not kidding!” Tim exclaimed, “He already finished the nursery and you’re only six months along, right?”
“Yeah, due at the end of March.” Jesse replied as he patted the heavy orb weighing heavily in his lap.
“I guess it’s the twins, but damn, Jesse, you’re BIG!” Mitch joked as reached over from the other side of the couch and patted Jesse’s belly.
“Yeah, the belly has really taken off these last couple weeks. I’m concerned how big I’ll be at the end.”
“No kidding!” Mitch replied.
“Dinner’s ready, guys!” Matt yelled to the group from the kitchen. “And stop teasing Jesse, Mitch!” Matt continued as he set the ham on the dining room table. “He’s pregnant with twins– what’s your excuse?” comparing Jesse’s pregnant belly to Mitch’s beer belly. The group of gays laughed hysterically as they took their seats.
Matt suggested Jesse move in with him for a couple months after the New Year so he could help the young, pregnant man. He noticed how taxing the pregnancy was on Jesse at Christmas and was concerned since he had twelve more weeks to go.
Jesse was working from home, anyways, and enjoyed the conveniences that came with Matt’s house. He had a heated pool, Jacuzzi tub, and huge tv that he was able to binge all his favorite shows as he grew fatter and fatter with their twins.
One afternoon in February, Jesse had just taken a dip in his uncle’s heated pool before migrating to his bed to release some tension. His hormones were raging recently and the pregnant man found himself jerking off multiple times a day. It was getting increasingly difficult, as his belly grew larger.
At 34 weeks, Jesse had added over sixty pounds to his 6’2 frame. He was now over 260 pounds and all the weight seemed to go to his belly. He situated himself in a leaned-back, upright position with pillows supporting his lower back. Jesse set his phone atop his gravid belly and began playing porn while he tried reaching around his belly to locate his throbbing cock.
The porn playing from his phone was playing louder than normal and the pregnant man didn’t hear his uncle’s garage door opening. Matt returned from work a little early and picked up some toiletries Jesse requested earlier.
Matt knocked on Jesse’s door, startling the pregnant man as the door swung open.
“Shit, sorry!” Matt exclaimed, catching his pregnant nephew in the act and quickly pulled the door shut.
Jesse turned beat red and struggled to pull himself up and off the bed to put clothes on. He pulled his boxer briefs up and threw on a cut off tank and exited the bedroom, still half erect, to locate Matt.
“Matt, I’m sorry you had to see that!” Jesse said, still embarrassed.
“Don’t be, I shouldn’t have barged into your room like that!” He replied emptying some grocery bags on the counter.
“It’s just I’m so horny lately. My hormones are a mess!”
“I told you, don’t worry about it! I just wanted to let you know I picked up some dinner. I can bring it into your room if you’d like.”
“No thank you, I’m hungry for something different.” Jesse said as he grabbed his uncle’s cock under his tight gym shorts.
“Jesse, come on. We can’t.” his uncle said looking down at his nephew’s hand rubbing his package.
“I know we agreed never again, but I’m desperate. These kids have made me a walking hormone.”
Matt was reluctantly getting hard while his nephew continued stroking his cock.
“No foreplay, no kissing, I just need this.” Jesse said, eyes focused on Matt’s growing erection beneath his gym shorts. “In my ass.”
“Fine! But lets make this quick.” Matt said as he set the take out down on the kitchen counter.
“Fine by me, I’m sure it won’t take long for me to get off.”
Jesse waddled to his bedroom and situated a couple pillows on the bed to support his neck. His uncle entered as he was removing his cut off.
“Damn, you’ve gotten big.” Matt said staring at his nephew’s belly.
“Right? I weighed myself this morning: 262.”
“Fuck” Matt said as he approached Jesse and placed one hand on his nephew’s shoulder and the other on the mound that contained his children.
“Six more weeks to go, too.” Matt said as he ran his hand around the orb. “You’re going to be massive.”
“Stop reminding me and fuck me.”
“Right.” Matt said as he removed his clothing.
“On my back will probably be the most comfortable. Is that okay with you?” Jesse asked as he scooted himself into position at the foot of the bed.
“Whatever’s easier and more comfortable for you.” Matt said as he tugged at his cock looking around the room. “Do you have lube”
“Oh yeah, in the nightstand.” Jesse said as he lay back with his belly in the air.
Matt returned a moment later and lubed his cock and Jesse’s hole.
Uncle Matt
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Jesse lifted his legs onto Matt’s shoulders and his uncle soon began to enter him.
“Fuck, you’re tight.” Matt said as he struggled to enter Jesse’s hole.
“It’s been awhile since I’ve had any action.” Jesse replied as he winced in pain from his uncle’s cock.
Matt finally made his entire way into Jesse’s hole and started picking up speed. Jesse’s face was a mix of pleasure and pain and Matt took notice quickly.
“You okay?” Matt said, slowing down.
“Yeah, yeah.” Jesse assured him, “don’t slow down.”
“Are you sure?” Matt said coming to a full stop.
“They’re just getting riled up. I have ten inches flooding my hole and baby feet kicking at my ribs.” Jesse said as he brought a hand to the top of his round orb.
“Can I feel?” Matt asked as he moved a hand towards Jesse’s and almost instantly feeling a jab from within. “Damn, that was a big one.”
“No kidding.” Jesse said as he took a couple deep breaths. “Let’s wrap this up, I’m getting close.” The pregnant man said as he returned both hands under his head. Matt had one hand on Jesse’s bump and another was jacking him off. Within seconds, the pregnant man blew his load on the bottom of his belly.
“Fuck, I needed that.” Jesse said, jittering in pleasure.
“I’m getting close.” Matt exclaimed.
“Cum on my bump.” Jesse suggested as he rubbed his own load across the bottom of his belly.
“Sure thing.” Matt replied.
A moment later, Matt pulled all ten inches from Jesse’s stretched hole and blew a thick load atop his massively pregnant nephew. Catching his breath, Matt rubbed the sides of Jesse’s belly, tracing any remaining kicks from within while Jesse played with his uncle’s load strewn across his stretched skin.
“Wash up, I’ll make dinner.” Matt said, helping his pregnant nephew off the bed and giving him a playful slap on his fat ass.
Several weeks passed and Jesse was approaching his due date but it didn’t seem like his twins were ready to make their debut. A few of Matt’s friends proposed one last night out before fatherhood and Jesse offered to DD since he could miraculously fit behind the wheel of his uncle’s double cab Silverado.
Matt texted Jesse around 1AM to pick the crew up from a downtown bar. When Jesse pulled up, there was no sign of his uncle, just Matt’s friend Tim. Tim hopped into the front seat of Matt’s truck that Jesse was driving.
“Where’s my uncle?” Jesse asked, short of breath from some major activity stirring within his womb.
“He’s trying to find Trent.” Tim said as he fidgeted in the passenger seat, shuffling through his pockets.
“Who the hell’s Trent?” Jesse asked.
“This guys you uncle hookups with every once in awhile. Total babe.” Tim continued, “Fucking finally!” He exclaimed, holding his wallet. “I thought this thing was long gone.”
Jesse reconfigured himself in the driver seat, clearly uncomfortable and ready to get home.
“Damn, you’ve really grown since the last time I saw you.” Tim said, “do you mind?” He asked, gesturing to touch Jesse’s belly.
“Have at it.” The pregnant man said, lifting his shirt, exposing his entire bump and erect nipples.
“Fuck, Jesse. That’s the biggest belly I’ve probably ever seen!” Tim exclaimed, now flooding over the center console with both hands atop his bump.
“Gee, thanks!” Jesse laughed.
“When are you due again?” Tim asked as he played with Jesse’s popped navel.
“Next week.” Jesse shrugged, placing both hands in between his pecs and belly.
“I wouldn’t mind helping you get there a little sooner, if you wanted.” Tim suggested, moving a hand up to Jesse’s much fuller pec.
“What do you mean?” Jesse asked.
“Well, I’ve never fucked a pregnant dude before.” Tim continued, “And I think it would be hot being the reason he went into labor.”
“Really? This turns you on?” Jesse laughed, grabbing both sides of his belly.
“Dude. Yes.” Tim said, grabbing his cock beneath his blue jeans.
“What do you say about coming over to my place tonight and letting me help move this along.” Tim suggested, leaning in and placing a hand firmly atop Jesse’s baby bump.
“I wouldn’t be opposed.” Jesse replied.
“Great.” Tim said as he passionately kissed Jesse without losing grip of Jesse’s massive orb.
Matt and Trent finally appeared and Matt asked that Jesse drop the pair off at Trent’s, which was perfect for the plans he and Tim had made just minutes later.
Jesse pulled up to Tim’s place, a great pad with a pool, Jacuzzi, and fire pit.
“Mind if we take a quick dip?” Jesse asked, eyeing the pool, “It’ll help loosen me up a bit, the water at Matt’s has been great on my back.”
“Yeah, that sounds nice, but I don’t think I have trunks that’ll fit you.” Tim joked.
“No problem, I wasn’t proposing we wear them anyways.” Jesse said as he dropped his shorts and boxer briefs.
The pregnant man lowered himself into the pool and Tim was close behind. As soon as Tim got his hands on Jesse’s bump, the pregnant man could feel Tim’s eight inches poking at the bottom of his belly.
“Fuck, you are so heavy.” Tim said as he lifted Jesse’s belly from behind, running his cock through Jesse’s ass cheeks. “How much have you gained?”
“Nearly 100 pounds.” Jesse said as he turned around to face Tim, standing in the shallow end with the majority of his belly above water.
“And most of that’s gone to this.” Tim said as ran circles around Jesse’s massive bump. “And these.” He continued, grabbing a handful each of Jesse’s much fuller pecs. “And these.” He finished, pressing his body into Jesse’s to reach around and grab each ass cheek.
“Let’s head into the bedroom.” Tim suggested, leading Jesse out of the pool.
Within minutes, Tim was inside Jesse, giving the pregnant man all eight inches from behind.
“I wanna see you work my cock. Do you think you can get on top?” Tim asked as he slowed down.
“Oof, I don’t know, we can try.” Jesse replied, slipping off Tim’s cock.
Tim took position on the bed, lying flat with his head and neck supported while Jesse straddled him on top, holding onto the headboard as he worked his balance. He lowered himself onto Tim’s cock with assistance and started moving up and down.
Jesse’s belly was now the only thing in Tim’s line of sight. He had both hands on Jesse’s orb as the pregnant man weighed him down with nearly 100 pounds of baby weight.
“I’m going to cum.” Jesse exclaimed, leaning back on Tims knees to expose the area beneath his belly. Tim took the cue and began jacking Jesse off for just a couple seconds before the pregnant man blew all over Tim’s stomach and chest.
“Fuck, that was hot, Jesse.” Tim exclaimed, swiping some of Jesse’s cum up with his fingers and licking them.
“Are you close? This is getting too hard.” Jesse winced.
“Yeah, but I can finish on top.” Tim suggested, guiding the pregnant man onto his back and re-entering his willing and loosened hole.
Tim picked up speed. Jesse winced in pain but was also overcome from pleasure. Ass clapping filled the bedroom and within a couple minutes, Tim blew his load all over Jesse’s baby bump.
“Fuck, that was hot.” Jesse cooed in delight as Tim laid next to him.
“But no babies!” Tim joked.
“Doesn’t mean we can’t try again sometime.” Jesse smiled.
The following week, Jesse was still pregnant. Matt could tell his nephew was ready to get this pregnancy over with, so he spent an entire Saturday planning ways to induce labor.
They began with a morning walk around the neighborhood. It wasn’t long until Jesse could no longer manage the pain in his feet and lower back. His gym top barely covered the bottom portion of his belly and stuck to him like glue when he began sweating profusely.
“We have to turn around, Matt, I can’t do this much longer.” Jesse said, catching his breath and trying to subdue some kicks from within.
“Okay, well let’s get home for a dip.” Matt suggested.
When they reached Matt’s pool, he lifted Jesse’s top off that was essentially glued to every curve of the pregnant man’s massive bump. Jesse planted one hand on Matt’s shoulders and attempted to use the other to remove his bottoms.
Matt helped his pregnant nephew into the pool, where it seemed there was immediate relief.
Matt had Jesse doing some exercises and back strokes before his pregnant nephew complained of hunger.
“Alright, well we’re having omelets with lots of jalapeno an sriracha.” Matt explained as he helped Jesse from the pool and handed him a towel. “relax out here and I’ll bring your food out.”
Jesse sat on a pool lounger and dried off while Matt made them breakfast. Jesse no longer needed a table as his belly sufficed, so the heavily pregnant man ate the spicy omelets from atop his belly.
Matt snapped some pictures of this hilarity but Jesse wasn’t amused. He was so over this pregnancy.
“I need a nap.” Jesse exclaimed, finishing off a third omelet.
“How about we get some final pregnancy photos of you in the backyard first?” Matt suggested and helped his pregnant nephew from the lounger.
Matt directed Jesse into doing several different shots that really showed off his size. Jesse weighed 298 pounds, so it definitely showed from his once 200 pound frame. He was tanned, which masked most the stretchmatks on the bottom of his bump and his belly button stuck out alarmingly far from the rest of his 66” round baby gut.
“These turned out nice!” Matt exclaimed as they entered the air conditioned home.
“Nice, send them my way.” Jesse said as he headed to his bedroom. “I’m going to shower then nap.”
Jesse woke a couple hours later, still pregnant and still miserable.
Matt suggested starting a fire pit after dinner to see if the heat would coerce the babies out, but it ended up making Jesse feel worse.
“I think it’s time to call it a day. These two will never come out on their own.” Jesse sighed, “I’m going to be pregnant forever.”
“There’s one last thing we can try.” Matt smirked. “It will definitely be the VERY LAST time we do it, though.”
“If you’re suggesting you fuck me into labor, it’s only fitting since the first time you fucked me, this happened.” Jesse said, gesturing to his bare belly in the campfire light.
“I have no doubt we can make this happen.” Matt said as he pulled Jesse from the outdoor seat.
“I’ll meet you in my shower in five.” Matt said.
Jesse waddled into the house and made his way to his uncle’s shower. Jesse was covered in sweat from being near the fire and exhausted from the long day.
Matt entered the bathroom in his boxer briefs holding lube and turned on the shower.
“Lets lube you up, Jesse. This is going to get rough.” Matt smirked and slapped his pregnant nephew’s bare ass.
Jesse stepped in the shower and wasted no time. He positioned himself with his elbows and forearms against the shower’s stone while Matt approached from behind, lathering all ten inches and Jesse’s hole with extra lube.
“Just power through, Jess.” Matt whispered into Jesse’s ear as he stuck the head of his cock into Jesse’s hole.
Once all the way, Matt started fucking his nephew mercilessly. Matt wanted to hit Jesse’s cervix, he wanted to rile the twins up. Jesse just wanted this to be over, so he did exactly what his uncle Matt said: power through the pain.
Matt picked up speed as he fucked Jesse from behind, wrapping his arms around Jesse’s shoulders and pulling him close, reaching down to feel the handiwork he’d done to his nephew over nine months ago.
Jesse was crying in pain at this point. He’d never been fucked so hard. He could feel his uncle so far deep inside him, he was concerned Matt would hit the babies with the top of his cock.
Suddenly, after nearly ten minutes of intense fucking, Jesse felt a rush and sense of relief and Matt noticed fluid gushing from Jesse’s hole between thrusts.
“Fuck, Matt.” Jesse exclaimed, reaching back to Matt’s thighs to motion him to stop. “You fucking did it.”
“Told you I would.” Matt smiled, slapping Jesse’s ass. “Here, take a seat and I’ll clean you off before we head to the hospital.”
Jesse sat on the shower’s seat, legs wide apart to allow his heavy and distended belly room. Matt bathed his laboring nephew, assisting him through Jesse’s first contractions, before hoisting him off the shower bench and dressing him for the hospital.
Matt called his half-brother, Jesse’s brother and let him know Jesse was in labor. His family planned to come the following day, but thanked Matt for being by his side. Jesse labored for ten hours before attempting to push the first baby out. Matt held tight to his nephew’s hand during the attempt, but the doctors inevitably decided on a C-section to deliver the 10+ pound each twins.
After Jesse was sewed up and returned to his room, Matt handed him each of their twins to feed.
“The doctor said they’re both very healthy.” Matt smiled.
“They should be at their sizes!” Jesse joked.
“You did good, kid.” Matt said, running his hand through Jesse’s hair.
“Thanks, Uncle Matt.”

