Chapter 5:

The time following the phone call with Pete flew by for Brad and he soon found himself sitting in a limo, crawling through LA's ever present traffic. The driver, Josh spent the first few minutes of the ride attempting to engage Brad in conversation but had no luck.  Brad's mind was racing as he tried to mentally prepare for his interview. After a few minutes of awkward, one sided conversation, Josh took the hint and let Brad ride in silence.

After about twenty minutes of driving in complete silence, Josh called back to Brad.

"Uh Brad," Josh called back clearing his throat. He looked back in the rear view mirror to see if he had gotten Brad's attention. He had - Brad was staring at him waiting for him to speak. "I just wanted to let you know that due to the traffic, I'm going to have to take you directly to the studio rather than going to your hotel first. I hope that's ok with you."

"Well I don't have much choice now do I?" Brad asked with a huff.

"I'm sorry," Josh said earnestly. "Damn traffic! You never know if it's gonna take you 20 minutes or 2 hours to get somewhere in this town. If it was a rest you were looking for you have time for about a 20 minute nap."

"It's not a nap I wanted," Brad grumbled. "I wanted to go change out of these clothes!"

"You look fine to me," Josh said with a smile. He caught Brad's glare in the mirror.

"Yeah I look fine for having just flown for 3 hours but I'm going on an interview!"

"Ha ha!" Josh laughed. "An interview with a porn studio!  They don't care what clothes you wear! They're gonna want you out of them during the interview anyway!"

"How did you know I was..." Brad began asking.

"I'm one of the studio's drivers," Josh explained.

"Oh," Brad said crossing his arms over his belly. "I didn't realize the studio had its own drivers."

"Yeah they do," Josh nodded. "You might be surprised to learn some of the perks the studio offers it's stars - well its pregnant stars anyway, but I'll let Pete and Tim get into that with you."

Brad grumbled an incoherent response back and turned his attention back to the upcoming interview. He looked down at his stomach which he noticed was taking up more more of his lap than he remembered and to the shirt that was covering it. Since he had planned on having time to go to the hotel to change and freshen up before meeting with Pete and Tim, Brad wore an old t-shirt from his college days. In school, Brad wore the shirt when he lifted in the gym so it was over sized but it wasn't so much anymore. It now  hugged his stomach tightly and the logo stretched across his meaty pecs. Over the t-shirt Brad had thrown on a track jacket. It was one of the purchases he had made on his recent mall trip only a few weeks ago but Brad noticed that it too was already getting tight. Khaki shorts, buttoned bellow his belly, a pair of Nikes and a backwards baseball cap completed the outfit. Josh was right, he looked fine, studly in fact, but Brad didn't see it that way.

The rest of the ride to the studio remained quiet, with Brad too preoccupied to notice that the limo had left the so called "expressway" and was now on a side street in a more industrial part of town. Soon the limo made another turn and slowed to a stop and Brad looked out the window. Swollen Studios stood before him.

Josh rushed around to Brad's door opened it for him along with his hand, which Brad accepted as he hoisted himself up and out of the low sitting limo with a grunt. 

"Thanks," Brad said, taking a real look at Josh for the first time. He suddenly realized that Josh was kind of a stud - about 6'0", 210 lbs, broad shoulders, short blonde hair, blue eyes, nice tan, big pouty lips and killer dimples. Brad started thinking about what Josh's body looked like under that suit and felt a stirring in his jock.

"Good luck in there," Josh said as he opened the building's front door for Brad.

"Thanks," Brad said with a nervous smile. "Oh, what about my bag?"

"It's fine in the car," Josh said patting Brad on the back. "I'll be waiting right here for you," he added with a wink.

"Oh ok," Brad said, turning back to face Josh. "Hey, sorry if I was kind of a jerk in the car, I'm just really..."

"Nervous," Josh laughed. "If I were you I would be too but you'll be fine. Don't worry! Now get in there you stud!"

Feeling a little better, Brad turned and walked into the building. As he walked, he stole a quick glance back at Josh who was headed back to the limo.

"He's cute!" Brad said softly, as a big grin crossed his face.

"Well hello there stud, welcome to Swollen Studios!" said the cute blonde with the biggest fake tits Brad had ever seen, sitting at the reception desk. "You must be Brad!"

"I am," Brad smiled down at her. "I'm here to meet with Pete and Tim."

"Yes you are," she said, standing up and walking around to the front of the desk. "Now they told me to expect a stud but that was an understatement!" she gushed, putting a hand on each side of Brad's belly.

"Ha ha. Thank you!" Brad giggled.

"You're welcome! Why don't you have a seat and I'll go get Tim and Pete for you," she said removing her hands from Brad and pointing him in the direction of a couple of nearby chairs.

Brad walked over and sat down. He had hardly been sitting more than a moment when he heard his name called.

"Brad," said the first man. "I'm Pete. Good to finally meet you. This here is Tim."

Brad stood and exchanged handshakes with the two men.

"Please," Tim said, leading them down the hall. "This way."

Brad followed the men down a short hall.   On the walls hung the covers of various movies the studio had produced. Brad noticed the cover of "Preggo Pool Boy" and smiled.

Tim opened the door to a conference room and beckoned Brad inside. Once they were all in, Tim closed the door.

"Can I get you anything to drink?" he asked Brad.

"A water would be great," Brad smiled.

Tim walked over to a small fridge in the corner and returned with Brad's water. "How was your flight?"

"Great," Brad said after taking a sip. He was glad for the water as his mouth tended to dry up whenever he got nervous and was he ever nervous now!  "Flying first class was quite a treat for me," he added with a big grin.

"Well hopefully it's something you can get used to," Tim smiled back. 

"I think I'd be able to," Brad chuckled.

"Well," Pete said taking a seat across from Brad and next to Tim. "We just want to thank you again for taking time out of your busy schedule to come see us."

"I should be the one thanking you," Brad said. "I'm on paternity leave right now and I was beginning to go a little stir-crazy at home so this trip was a welcome change."

"A little early to be starting paternity leave isn't it?" Tim asked.

"Well I work in the construction field and for a multiple pregnancy, they set paternity leave for 4 months," Brad explained. 

"I see," Tim said. "Well now we know why you have such an impressive physique!" he laughed reaching across the table and giving Brad's left bicep a gentle squeeze.
"What do you think of your pregnancy so far?"

"So far so good. Aside from the morning sickness I had early on, it's been pretty smooth sailing. I don't have much to go on but it's been better than I thought it would be," Brad answered.

"It always works out better when you are at least somewhat enjoying the pregnancy," Tim replied.

"I don't know if I would go so far as to say I'm enjoying it," Brad laughed. "But like I said, so far so good. I'm sure my tone will change once I start to waddle and my back hurts!"

"Very likely," Pete laughed along. "Anyway, tell us as we'd love to know which gods to thank, what made you apply to Swollen Studios?"

"Well," Brad began hesitantly. "To be honest, I just kind of did it spur of the moment without really thinking about it as I told Pete on the phone. I had just watched one of your films, "Preggo Pool Boy" and kind of got the idea in my head that I could do that myself."

"So you have no experience in the adult industry?" Tim asked sounding somewhat surprised.

"Absolutely zero," Brad answered honestly.

"But you feel comfortable with the thought of being in videos like the one you saw yourself, right?" Pete asked. He was afraid that Tim might start wondering what Pete had seen in this guy with no experience in the industry and who just applied on a whim.

"Well there is certainly some more information I would like to gather about the industry and the studio before I made any decisions," Brad began. "But to simply answer your question, yes. I would feel comfortable being on film."

"If you don't mind me asking," Tim began gingerly. "What does the other father of the babies think of your interest in getting into porn?"

"The other father doesn't even know that I'm pregnant," Brad said. He then explained the story of how he became pregnant to the two men.

"Have you thought about what your friends or family would think if they found out about this?" Pete asked. "The reason I ask is a lot of people get into the industry without even considering that fact and suddenly find themselves disowned by their family and without any friends."

"I have actually thought about that," Brad replied. "My family and I had a falling out awhile back. When I graduated high school, I told them I was gay and they just didn't accept it. That was nearly ten years ago and I haven't seen or heard from them since and don't think I will be anytime soon."

"What about friends?" Pete asked.

"Well," Brad sighed. "The people who I thought were really my friends have kind of left me hanging since I told them I was pregnant. A lot of my friends were young, single, gay guys, much like myself and I guess they just had a difficult time finding common ground with me anymore."

"Understandable," Pete said, nodding his head in agreement as he took notes. "But regrettable. It's never easy to lose friends."

"No it's not," Brad agreed. "Surprisingly though, a lot of the guys at my work were very accepting when they found out. It's not very common to have a gay guy in construction, let alone a pregnant one, but these guys have been really accepting and supportive."

"How would you feel if the men from work found out about this?" Tim asked, raising his head from his notepad to look at Brad while he answered.

"I'd probably be embarrassed," Brad laughed. "I'm sure they'd give me a lot of crap for it but I just have this feeling that they would be surprisingly accepting of it since they've been great so far."

"I would think you'd want to know why they were watching gay, mpreg porn in the first place if you ask me," Tim pointed out.

"Ah ha!" Brad chuckled, pointing at Tim. "Good point!"

"We know now that you applied out of sure curiosity it seems," Tim started. "But now that you are actually here sitting in front of us, what is your reasoning?  Why did you actually decide to come out here and even interview?"

"That's something I figured you'd be asking," Brad sighed, leaning back in his chair. "Getting pregnant has brought drastic change to my life. Changes I never thought I would have to face until I was ready and actually wanted to, because I've always been very responsible. And well I guess I just feel like if being fairly responsible got me to this point anyway, I might as well live it up a little. Do something unexpected, but something that I'm in control of. Does that make sense?" Brad asked the two with a puzzled look on his face.

"It actually does," Pete said. "It's the classic, life gives you lemons, you make lemonade story."

"Good analogy," Brad agreed. "It's a chance for me to do something I probably won't ever get to do again - because if I get pregnant again I'd like it to be when I'm ready for it and when I have someone to support me and be there for me you know?  And I guess deep down I kind of always had a desire to do something crazy like this, something just totally unexpected!" Brad said with a big smile. "And this is my chance!"

"Good for you," Pete said approvingly. "I commend you for facing a challenging situation like this head on. Now for a somewhat more difficult question. I have the understanding that you don't feel prepared for this pregnancy but you must remember that the pregnancy is one thing, the result, or in your case, results are something else all together," Pete paused, letting what he just said sink in. "Have you thought about what you want to do with the babies?"

"That is a difficult question," Brad agreed. "But it is something I've been thinking about. Abortion was never an option because I know there is someone else in this world who would love these children and be able to give them what I wouldn't be able to at the moment, so I'm going to put them up for adoption."

"Good choice," Pete smiled. "Have you contacted anyone yet?"

"No," Brad said, putting both hands behind his head. As he did so, he felt his t-shirt ride up slightly, but the track jacket still covered his stomach.

"That's something we can help with," Pete said. "Pretty much all the boys here put their babies up for adoption so we are in frequent contact with a very reputable adoption agency."

"That's great," Brad smiled putting his hands down on the sides of his stomach.

"Well I think it's safe to say we like what we've heard so far," Tim said, straightening his notes. "And we certainly liked what we saw in your pictures but we'd like to see what you have to offer in person."

"Um, ok," Brad said leaning forward. "What would you like me to do?"

"We'd like for you to remove your clothes and shoot a short video of you," Tim said, standing and walking over to a video camera set up on a tripod in the corner of the room.

"Sure," Brad said standing himself. "Where would you like me?"

"Right in front of that backdrop," Pete pointed Brad in the direction of a black backdrop that was set up in front of the camera.

Brad walked over and took his mark in front of the backdrop and faced the camera. "Did you want this to be a sexy striptease type thing?" Brad asked.

"However you'd feel most comfortable," Tim said as he started working the camera. "We'll talk you through and let you know what we'd like to see and you just give us your best."

"Ok," Brad said, clearing his throat. "This is a little weird but I guess I should get used to it."

Brad unzipped his track jacket and casually tossed it toward the chair he had been sitting in. His t-shirt, which had ridden up earlier showed the bottom curve of his stomach.

"Nice," Tim cooed. "Definitely a little bigger than you were in those pics you sent."

" Yeah," Brad giggled. "I get bigger everyday."

"How bout taking that shirt off and giving us a little show?" Pete suggested.

Brad removed his hat and slowly pulled the tight shirt off his torso and over his head, tossing both to the side. He slowly brought his hands down to his shoulders and ran his hands seductively over his muscular chest, pulling on each thick nipple. Brad's hands reached his stomach and they began to explore the bulge, each moving in a different direction, meeting up again at his belly button and then moving down together toward his shorts.

He undid his shorts and let them fall to his feet. Carefully, Brad stepped out of them and turned to give the camera a profile shot. As his left side was now facing the camera, he used his left hand to rub his stomach and chest while he began fondling his cock with his right.
"Very hot," Pete grinned. "No stretch marks."

"Not yet," Brad said.

"We can get you set up with some incredible stretch mark cream from our doctor," Pete said. "Even if things don't work out - it'll be your parting gift!"

Brad laughed. Suddenly he realized that he was hard. His cock was trying desperately to break free from the confines of his jock strap. He stopped rubbing himself only long enough to pull off the strap and toss it playfully at the camera. Now his meaty cock was in full view.

"Looks like we have a natural performer here," Tim said, popping his head from behind the camera.

Brad turned so he was facing the camera again and started beating his meat. He let himself begin to moan as he did so and continued to play with his belly with his other hand. Pete and Tim went silent as they watched the pregnant stud, almost in awe as he jacked off for the camera.

With a final moan Brad came explosively, shooting cum all over the bottom of his belly. Once he had milked the last few drops out, Brad brought them too his mouth and licked his fingers, then ran his hands over his belly, rubbing in his sticky baby batter.

"That was awesome!" Tim clapped. "Incredible!  You were born to do this baby!"

Brad stopped rubbing his stomach and quickly reached for his clothes. He suddenly felt very silly after what he had just done. He pulled his shorts on first, not bothering to put back on his jock strap - he felt the need to cover up quickly. "You liked it?" he asked as he took his seat again.

"Liked it?!?" Pete yelled, coming over to give Brad's shoulders a gentle shake. "We loved it!  You're a natural!  That was hot!"

"It was!" Tim agreed, coming from behind the camera. "That was amazing!  We'd love for you to join Swollen Studios!  What do you say?"

Brad only took a moment to consider his answer. "I'd love that too!" he grinned.

Seemingly out of nowhere, Pete produced a contract. He and Tim spent the next hour going over it with Brad and answering any questions he could come up with. They discussed payment - Brad's fee would be paid per scene and would depend on what the scene entailed - whether he bottomed, topped, gave oral, had more than one partner, etc. They also discussed all the perks Brad would be given as an actor - a personal driver (Jason), room and board at his own house for the duration of his pregnancy through two weeks after he had given birth, a personal trainer, chef, house staff, and access to the studio's own medical team. They also discussed the type of videos Brad wanted to make and found they were all in agreement - they wanted for Brad to start a new line of videos for the studio - a more "manly" line with richer story plots and dialogue. They were all very excited as the conversation drew to a close.

"The only thing we need to do before we can sign this is to have you checked out by one of our doctors," Pete explained. "Insurance requirements of course. Once he has given you the all clear, it's welcome to Swollen Studios!"

"Awesome!" Brad said. "When do I get to see the doc?" he asked excitedly.

"As soon as you leave here," Tim said. "Which is right now. Jason is waiting for you out front and he will take you over to the medical building - the studio has acquired its own medical team whose only patients are our staff. I believe Dr. Hamilton is without any patients at the moment as his last boy gave birth a few weeks ago so he should be able to see you immediately," Tim said as he stood.

Brad took his cue and stood as well. "I can't thank you enough guys," he said shaking hands with the men. "Let's get me over to see Dr. Hamilton right now so we can get everything finalized!"

The two men said good bye to Brad as they walked him to the door. They promised to call him at his hotel immediately once they had gotten the "all clear" from Dr. Hamilton. Brad was positively beaming as he walked to the waiting limo.

"Everything go well?" Josh asked as he opened Brad's door. "You seem to be in a good mood."

"Everything went great!" Brad gushed. "Just have to get the ok from the doc and then I'll be a bonafide member of the Swollen Studios team!"

"Congratulations," Josh said, now from the driver's seat. "Let's get you over to that doctor then!"

Back in the office, Tim and Pete were ecstatic.

"What a find Pete!" Tim gushed.

"I told you!" Pete sighed as he plopped himself down in a chair. "He's perfect - he's going to be the key to bringing the studio to the next level. Imagine the following he'll have!  We just signed the first multiple mpreg to our studio!"

"Almost..." Tim reminded him. "We've got to make sure Hamilton gives him the all clear. Let me get him on the phone to give him a head's up that he's expecting a visitor."

"Are we going to ask him to do what we usually do?" Pete asked.

"You mean give him the shot?" Tim asked as he dialed.

"Yeah," Pete replied. "I just didn't know if we would since this was our first multiple and all."

"Of course we will!" Tim nearly shouted. "Why wouldn't we want him of all people as big as possible in the end?!?"

"Well..." Pete started.

"Hamilton!" Tim shouted into the phone. "Our newest star is on his way over to be checked out by you. I need you to let me know as soon as he checks out ok and as long as he does I want you to give him the shot. You may need to double up in case. Why? You'll see. Anyway his name is Brad and he's about six months along..."

Chapter 6:

Now that Brad was in a better mood he spoke excitedly with Josh on the drive to Dr. Hamilton's office. He filled Josh in on the interview including giving him full recap of the show he put on for Tim and Pete.

"Wish I could've seen that!" Josh said with wide eyes after Brad had given him each hot detail.

"You'll just have to wait..." Brad teased, wagging a finger at him.

The ride to the doctor's office was short as it was conveniently located within only a few miles of the studio. Brad was surprised to see that the office was actually a medium-sized, ranch house on a street filled with similar houses. Josh explained that the neighborhood had gone into disrepair about ten years ago and then a developer purchased it and converted the houses to suit various types of offices.  The developer had retained the houses "homey" appeal which was not missed by Brad.

"I was expecting some cold, medical building," Brad said as he got out of the limo. "This is nice!"

"You haven't seen the inside yet," Josh joked. "Don't get me wrong, it's nice too but there's no mistaking it's a doctor's office!"

"You coming in too?"

"Nah," Josh said while removing his jacket. "I'm gonna stay out here and work on my tan."

With that he also undid his shirt, revealing just the muscled torso Brad thought he would have and hopped up onto the limo's roof. He quickly laid his jacket out under him and laid back with his hands behind his head.

"That explains the great tan," Brad laughed.

"This is Cali baby," Josh replied. "Everyone's got a tan and everyone just gots to tan!  I think it's a law or something."

"Well then I better get some tanning in soon myself," Brad said pulling up his t-shirt a little to show Josh his lower stomach. "I'm getting a little pasty. Don't wanna get arrested or anything!".

"We wouldn't want that," Josh agreed. "Alright dude get in there!  As much as I love tanning I don't wanna end up a dried up raisin out here!  Hurry up!"

"Later!" Brad said as he walked to the front door. "Do I..."

"Ring the doorbell!" Josh called out from behind him.

Brad did as instructed and a moment later he heard the door buzz open. He opened the door and walked in.

The front of the house, probably formerly the living room had been converted into a nice waiting area with a few tasteful, over-sized chairs and a couch situated throughout the room. A large tv hung on one wall and a pretty, salt water fish tank was placed in front of another.  A coffee table centered the room. Brad walked over and saw various male pregnancy magazines spread over the table. He was bending over to pick one up when a voice startled him..

"You must be Brad!" said who Brad presumed was Dr. Hamilton.

"Yes I am," he said straightening back up and turning around to see who was addressing him.  He was met with the sight of yet another handsome man.  "You must be Dr. Hamilton."

"In the flesh," the doctor said with a firm handshake and smile. "Sorry if I frightened you there."

"Not a problem," Brad smiled.

"You could startle me any day!" Brad thought in his head and quickly laughed at the cheesy porno-esque line he'd come up with.  "God, is everyone good looking in LA?" Brad asked himself as he gave the doctor a casual once over with his eyes..  Dr. Hamilton was in his late 30's, around 5'10" with an athletic build.  His brown hair was just beginning to gray giving him that mature look Brad also found appealing.

"Let's move to my office," Dr. Hamilton suggested.  Brad agreed and followed him into the office and took a seat across from the doctor at his desk.  "Tim tells me you are thinking about joining our family," Dr. Hamilton began.

"That's true," Brad concurred. "All I need is the all clear from you and I'm in."

"Very well," Dr. Hamilton said as he pulled out a medical chart. "Let's start with you answering some basic questions about your pregnancy.  Tim said that you'll be reaching six months next week and that you're expecting twins."

"That's right," Brad said patting his belly.

"Have any situations or complications arisen thus far that you think I should be aware of?" the doctor asked.

"Nope, I haven't had any issues so far," Brad replied. "I was told that everything was going fine at my last obstetrician appointment."

"Good," Dr. Hamilton said as he scribbled more notes. "I'd like to do a brief physical and also a sonogram on you today. "

"Sure," said Brad.

"Excellent," the doctor said as he stood. "Please follow me to the exam room.

Brad rose and followed the doctor next door to the exam room. Per the doctor's instructions he stripped down to his underwear once they got into the exam room.

"Interesting choice in underwear," Dr. Hamilton said raising his eyebrows upon seeing Brad's jock strap.

"Helps me keep these big boys out of the way," Brad said grabbing his basket.

"I see," Dr. Hamilton said. "If you could step onto the scale please," he instructed. "What was your weight before being pregnant?" Dr. Hamilton asked.

"230 lbs.," Brad replied as Dr. Hamilton balanced the weights on the scale.

"You're at 276 now," the doctor noted on Brad's chart. " Now let's measure that belly," he said, producing a tape measure.

Brad stepped off the scale and the doctor ran the tape measure around the widest point of Brad's stomach, which due to the babies positions was just below his belly button. "47 inches," he read. "You sure you only have two in there?" Dr. Hamilton asked looking up at Brad.

"What?" a shocked Brad asked. "Are you kidding?  It better only be two!"

"I'm teasing," the doctor said with a wink. "Well I think I am - a doctor never knows til he sees for himself so let me give you a sonogram and tell you what I see. Sometimes with a multiple pregnancy, there are just so many arms and legs and everything else that it's easy to miss one. Come over to the table please."

Brad followed the doctor to the table. "I mean people are always telling me how big I am but am I really that big?" Brad asked scratching his belly. "If my stomach is at 47 inches now, that means it's grown about 8 inches in a month. I've never been worried that I was getting too big and I'm not doctor, but that seems pretty dramatic to me! Am I too big for having just twins?"

"If it's only twins you're not too big," Dr. Hamilton answered as he started working with the sonogram machine. "You're just rather large, but in a good way. We always want the babies to be as large and healthy as possible of course and although you may not believe it, you yourself don't seem to be getting too fat - it seems like most of your increase in size is going to the babies.  I would be concerned that you were "too big" only if you were becoming all fat and flabby for lack of a better term. Plus you have to remember that you've always been on the larger size. You're a big guy, how big of a baby were you?"

"About 10 and a half lbs.," Brad said.

"What about the other father? How big is he?" Dr. Hamilton asked.

"To be honest I don't really remember," Brad said shyly.

"I understand," Dr. Hamilton nodded.  "Well just know that since you're a man of healthy proportions and you were a large baby, you run the chance of producing large babies yourself and that seems to be the case."

"Well that's comforting," Brad said sarcastically as he played with the paper that was rolled out on the exam table. "But now you've got me worried that I might be having more than 2!"

"We'll find out in a minute," Dr. Hamilton said giving Brad a small smile. "Up on the table please."

Brad got himself up on the table and Dr. Hamilton picked up the gel dispenser and began spreading it onto Brad's belly.

"That actually fells kind of good," Brad said to Dr. Hamilton as he rubbed in the gel. "It's actually not cold!"

"We keep our gel warmed," the doctor explained with a smile. "Everything we can do to please our patients.  Now let's see what we have."

Dr. Hamilton picked up the sonogram wand and began moving it slowly across Brad's belly. Brad watched the image on the screen and waited for the doctor to tell him what he saw.

"Well it appears to me that there are only two in here," Dr. Hamilton said.

"Good!" Brad said with a sigh of relief. "So I guess they're just big?"

"I would say they're a very good size," Dr. Hamilton said as he continued to observe the screen. "Do you know the sexes yet?"

"No I don't," Brad said as he looked at the screen himself.

"Would you like to?" Dr. Hamilton asked.

"I guess it would be nice to know," Brad said, looking from the screen to his actual belly. "I'm giving them up for adoption but I guess I'm still curious to see  what I've got growing in there."

"Ok," Dr. Hamilton said as he moved the wand around some more. "It looks to me like 2 boys. But I could be wrong - there are a lot of fingers and toes in there and something could be in just the right place and one or both could be girls - sometimes it's very hard to tell with multiples. They get a little squished in there."

"Tell me about it," Brad laughed. "Two boys... That's nice. I wonder if they'll be identical?"

"Do twins run in your family?" the doctor asked as he began wiping off Brad's belly.

"Not in mine," Brad said, sitting up a little. "Maybe in the other father's."

"Well than you guess is as good as mine," Dr. Hamilton said as he threw away the paper towel he used to wipe off Brad's stomach. "Go head and get dressed and meet me back in my office."

Brad did as he was told and took his seat again across from the doctor.

"So doc, did I pass?" he asked, folding his arms over his belly.

"With flying colors," Dr. Hamilton answered, opening up Brad's chart  "You're progressing well with your pregnancy and I don't foresee any health issues with you so it looks like you'll soon be working for Swollen Studios. Congratulations!" he said reaching across the desk to shake Brad's hand.

"Thank you," Brad said leaning back after shaking hands. "That's exciting!"

"Good," Dr. Hamilton said. "Now just a couple things to go over. I'm writing you a prescription for prenatal vitamins which you will need to take every morning, I'm going to get you set up with a personal trainer who will design a work out routine for you and change it as necessary and I'm going to have you come in every two weeks to see me for now," he said handing Brad the prescription for the vitamins.

"Great," Brad smiled. "Pete and Tim said something about some stretch mark cream.?"

"Ah yes!  Thanks for reminding me!" Dr. Hamilton said standing and walking over to the cabinet.

"I don't have any stretch marks yet," Brad said rolling up his shirt and looking over his belly. "But I'm sure they're coming and I'm sure Tim and Pete would rather me not get them and I don't want them either!"

"Here you go," Dr. Hamilton said, handing Brad a large white tub. "Go ahead and use this. Rub it in once a day - before bed is fine. Let me know when you need more. Other than that I think we're done for today."

"Ok," Brad said standing up. "You'll let Pete and Tim know I'm healthy?"

"I'll let them know everything is fine," the doctor said walking Brad to the door. "I'm sure they'll be in touch with you in the morning."

"Great," Brad said. "Thanks Dr. Hamilton. See you in two weeks!"

The doctor said good bye to the pregnant man and closed the office door behind him. As promised, he quickly called over to Tim.

"Hamilton!" Tim yelled. "What's the story?  We good to go?"

"He's fine," Dr. Hamilton said. "Healthy as a horse."

"And he'll be as big as one soon right?" Tim asked. "Did you give him the shot?"

"I did not," the doctor said.

"WHAT?" Tim yelled. "I told you..."

"Tim, please," Dr. Hamilton said. "He doesn't need it."

"What do you mean he doesn't NEED it?" Tim shrieked. "Of course he does!"

"Tim you saw for yourself how big he is already," Dr. Hamilton began. "He's already nearly twice the size of any other man at his stage - the babies are already huge!  I did not feel comfortable giving him that shot - if I did, he could have 17 pounders and as appealing as that sounds to you that is  simply TOO big!"

"Damn," Tim said, calming down slightly. "I didn't realize he was that big!"

"He is," Dr. Hamilton said. "Which is why I didn't give him the shot. I did however prescribe him enough prenatal vitamins for a horse and that will help ensure the babies are large - but in a more natural way.  Remember, you told me you had in his contract that he was to give birth on film and if we make those babies too big there'd be no way for him to deliver safely -he'd have to have a c-section. I have a feeling a natural birth may be a stretch as it is - pun intended," he added with a laugh.

"Alright Hamilton," Tim sighed. "You're the doctor. But those babies and him BETTER be fucking huge!"

"Don't worry... They will be..."

Chapter 13:

After shooting his first scene Brad felt a great sense of relief.   Both Tim and Pete were ecstatic with the scene after they reviewed the final cut and were now more certain than ever that Brad was going to be a huge, pregnant success for the studio. Much to Brad's relief everything had gone fine, in fact better than fine as Brad had more than enjoyed himself and  no longer had any doubts about his decision to join Swollen Studios. 

After the shoot, Brad found himself tired. Having sex for almost an hour in his condition really was work.  He opted to just quickly get changed and go home to take a shower. When he got home, Brad headed straight for the bathroom and ran the hot water. 

Brad enjoyed the warm, refreshing shower and the feel of the water cascading down his pregnant body as he lathered himself up. Apparently the babies enjoyed it too because as Brad washed his stomach he felt some light kicks and punches coming from within. 

As big as he was, Brad only recently started feeling the babies kick and squirm and was still getting used to the unusual sensation. When Brad first felt the babies moving around inside, he couldn't help but feel a little weirded out - there were 2 humans growing inside of him with minds of their own that could kick, punch and roll around as they felt fit. He was not looking forward to the close future when their movements would not only increase but as they grew, get stronger as well. He laughed to himself as he pictured the babies he carried donning boxing gloves and going at it with the walls of his womb. As he continued his shower, Brad looked down at his stomach and realized he really was getting big.  He was now easily the size of a man at full term with a single but large baby and he still had 3 months to go. He was starting to wonder just how big he was going to get.

After his shower, Brad dressed and went into the living room to watch some tv. After about 15 minutes of flipping through channels, he gave up. Though he probably shouldn't have, he decided against working out. Brad's contract stated that while obviously he was permitted to gain weight during the pregnancy, he had to "stay in shape", meaning keep his muscular figure to the best of his ability. Not wanting to be in default of the contract and simply wanting to stay in shape for his sake and the babies', Brad worked out on a regular basis at his home gym following the workout designed for him by one of the studio's personal trainers.  Brad thought once more about working out but decided against it since he had just taken a shower and he was beat from the day's filming.

Although he was tired, it was a good tired, the kind of tired one experiences after having awesome sex. It was still early in the evening and Brad wanted to do something so he decided to give Josh a call.

"What's up boss?" Josh asked when he picked up.

"Nothing really, I'm kind of bored," Brad said over the phone as he absent-mindedly rubbed his belly.

"Oh ok, did you want me to take you somewhere?" Josh asked.

"Nah. I'm a little too tired to go out tonight but I thought maybe you could come over and hang out if you didn't have any plans," Brad suggested.

"Sure," Josh said. "That sounds like fun. Let me just throw on some clothes and I'll be over in about 20 minutes.  Need me to pick up anything on the way?"

"Um well I haven't eaten yet," Brad said. "Would you mind picking up something to eat?"

"Not at all  I haven't yet either. I'll call something in and pick it up on my way over," Josh said.

As Brad ended the call with Josh he thought back to what Josh had said - that he had to "throw some clothes on".  Brad wondered what Josh had been doing when he called and couldn't help but thinking about Josh's hot body. He felt his cock stirring in his shorts and that tingling sensation coming back to his ass.

"Stop it Brad!" he thought to himself.  "Josh is a friend!  You're only friend so far in LA! Don't go mess it up!  But he is SO hot..."

Brad wasn't even sure if Josh was into pregnant guys. He kind of assumed he was since he worked where he worked and from some of the comments Josh had made to him liking wishing he had been able to see Brad give his "performance" for Pete and Tim.  Brad decided to test the waters when Josh got there to see if there was a chance that Josh might be interested...

Chapter 14:

"Hey!" Josh said as Brad opened the door. He could hardly see where he was going let alone Brad as he walked into the house. His arms were loaded with a few pizzas, drinks and movies. "Where can I put all this stuff before I drop it?" he asked as he walked right past Brad.

"Just stick it in the kitchen for now," Brad said as he closed the door and followed Josh into the kitchen. He was anxiously awaiting Josh's reaction to his outfit, or more correctly, lack there of.

"Whew!" Josh sighed as he placed his load on the kitchen table. "I got us some pizzas, drinks - soda for you, beer for me, and I brought over some movies," he said as he turned to face Brad. "I figured we could..." he began before stopping dead in his tracks and taking Brad in. "Wow!"

Brad stood before Josh in nothing but the tiniest pair of athletic shorts Josh had ever seen. The type that cheerleaders wear and then roll the waistband up so they are even shorter. In his condition, Brad couldn't roll the waistband but the effect of the shorts was not lost on Josh.

"What?" Brad asked casually as he slowly turned around giving Josh the full effect. The seat of the shorts had "VARSITY" stretched tight across his meaty ass while the front, which contained Brad's ample package was partially obscured by his stomach. The shorts were so short that both the top and bottom of Brad's ass poked out.

"Um," Josh said as he turned a little red and scratched his head. "Are those legal?"

"What these?" Brad asked looking down to his shorts, or rather where his shorts would be if he could see them below his belly.

"Yeah those," Josh said clearing his throat.

"I'd probably get arrested if I wore them in public but this is what I've started wearing around the house," Brad said walking over to the cabinet to get out some plates and glasses for he and Josh. He made sure to swing his ass a little with each step. "I picked them up when we went shopping when I first got here. Guess I should've gotten a bigger size," he said handing Josh a plate.

Josh just stood there looking at Brad with wide eyes. Brad slowly waved his hand in front of Josh's face.

"You ok?" Brad asked. "You want me to change?" he was suddenly thinking that his thoughts about Josh had been incorrect and was starting to feel silly standing there in front of Josh nearly naked.

"Oh, um, yeah I'm fine!" Josh said shaking his head to snap out of his daze. "Don't change for me.  You're fine. This is your house so you can dress how you like," he said as he helped himself to some pizza.

"Well if you're sure," Brad said as he got his own pizza. "I figured we were just hanging out tonight so I might as well be comfortable."

"Oh yeah definitely!" Josh said as he grabbed himself a beer and headed into the living room.

"So what do you wanna do?' Brad asked as he set his plate and soda down on the coffee table. "Wanna watch a movie?"

"Sounds good," Josh said as be stuffed his mouth with pizza.

Brad walked back into the kitchen to grab the movies Josh had brought over off the table. He again added a little more swagger to his step than usual as he thought he was picking something up from Josh once again. Josh intently watched Brad go into the kitchen and picked up his beer and took a big gulp.

"Damn..." he muttered under his breath.

Brad came back into the room and held up a dvd. "How bout this one?" he asked Josh with an innocent smile on his face.

"Yeah sure!" Josh said. He hadn't even bothered to look at what movie Brad was holding as he was too focused on Brad's big belly that hovered right at eye level.

"Great," Brad smiled again. "I'll just get down here and stick it in," he said lowering himself to his knees.

The dvd player was located on the bottom shelf of the low entertainment center. Brad had previously noted that he was going to have to move it somewhere more accessible as he couldn't see himself being able to get to it much longer but he was glad he hadn't moved it yet as it now gave him the perfect opportunity to show his ass off to Josh.

Brad opened the entertainment center's door and moved forward on his elbows, pushing his ass high up in the air as he worked the dvd player.  He wiggled his butt back and forth a couple times just to make sure he had Josh's attention.

"Shit..." Josh moaned grabbing his beer and taking another giant swig.

"Did you say something?" Brad asked turning around to look at Josh. He did so just in time to catch Josh adjusting the growing bulge in his pants.

"Who me?" Josh nearly yelled. "No!  I'm cool!  Didn't say anything!"

"You sure?" Brad asked. "I swore I heard you say something?"

"Oh well I did say something," Josh began. "I said this is a good movie!"

"Yeah it's a funny one," Brad agreed. "Almost got it ready to go," he said turning his attention back to the dvd player.

"So far so good," Brad thought to himself. He was now sure that Josh was interested. "Now for the finale," he added.

"All right I think we're all set," Brad said, scooting back a little so he could close the entertainment center's door.  Right on cue he heard a loud ripping. "Oh shit!" he said looking back and trying to see what had torn even though he already knew.

Brad had purposely worn these shorts tonight not only because they were ridiculously short but also ridiculously tight. He knew he wouldn't get much more wear out of them so he decided to sacrifice them for the sake of his curiousity. Knowing that the backside of his shorts was already pulled tight across his meaty butt, he knew if applied just a little extra pressure, the seam up the middle of the shorts would break.

"Crap," Brad said as he groped around his ass. "Did the seam bust?"

"Um..." Josh started. "Yep," he said as he took in the sight of Brad's meaty ass cheeks through the big rip.

"Damn it," Brad said getting up off his elbows and steadying himself on the coffee table as he stood. "Those were my favorite shorts too."

"That's rough man," Josh said as he again tried to discreetly adjust his basket. "Real rough..."

"Eh, I'll get a new pair," Brad said as he walked in front of Josh and then bent over to pick up his plate. There was another ripping sound as he did so. Josh almost creamed his pants as even more of Brad's ass was exposed.

"You gonna keep those on?" Josh asked as Brad walked to the couch across from him.

"You're right," Brad said putting his plate down on the table once more. "Guess I should take them off," he said as he stretched out the waistband and let the shorts fall to his ankles before kicking them off. "You don't mind do you? You won't be able to see anything once I sit down," he said shrugging his shoulders and pointing to his belly. "Plus I still need to get used to being naked in front of people."

"No that's cool," Josh said as he stuffed his mouth with more pizza followed by another large sip of beer. He was trying to do anything to avert his obvious stare from Brad's now naked body.

"I'm gonna go grab another beer, you need anything?" Josh asked as he stood up.

"No thanks," Brad said rubbing his belly. "We're good."

Josh nearly ran into the kitchen. Once he got there he quickly undid his belt and grabbed his throbbing cock. As much as he wanted to take the 30 seconds he knew it would take him to blow his load, Josh chose to just tuck his hard dick up into the waistband of his jeans so it wouldn't be so obvious. He took a couple of deep breaths, smoothed down his shirt and grabbed not 1 but 2 beers out of the fridge. Before heading back to the living room, Josh quickly downed 1 of the beers.

"Took you a little while," Brad said through a mouthful of pizza as Josh re-entered the living room.

"Sorry 'bout that," Josh said. "Didn't mean to keep you waiting, go head and start the movie," he said as he headed back to his seat across the table from Brad.

"Hey before you sit down, would you mind bringing over my soda?" Brad asked. "Since it takes some effort to get back up," Brad said patting the rotund belly that sat on his bare thighs.

"Yeah no problem," Josh said as he picked up Brad's soda and walked around the coffee table to hand it to him. "There ya go!" he said as he handed Brad his drink.

"Why don't you sit here?" Brad asked, patting the empty cushion next to him.

"Oh ok," Josh said taking a seat. He did his best to make it seem like he was watching tv but he secretly had Brad's big belly in the corner of his eye.

They watched the movie in silence for about half an hour. The only sounds were the chewing of pizza and the occasional burp from either man. The whole time Josh stole sideways glances at Brad. He couldn't believe that he was sitting this close to a man so hot and so massively pregnant. Brad himself stole glances at Josh too wondering when and or if Josh was going to make a move. Brad decided to speed the process along.

"Oh man," Brad said tapping his belly lightly. "I forgot to use the stretch mark cream after my shower!" he said as he awkwardly tried to get up off the couch.

As much as Josh wanted to see Brad waddle his naked ass to his room to get the cream, as he watched Brad struggle he stood up himself and offered to get it for Brad.

"Thanks," Brad groaned as he got himself comfortable again on the couch. "It's right on the night stand."

Josh quickly returned with the cream and handed it to Brad. He secretly wished that Brad would ask him to rub it in. Brad tried to take the tub from Josh but Josh wouldn't let go. Brad took this as a sign.

"You want to rub it in for me?" he asked as Josh stood in front of him.

"If you want me to," Josh said still standing there.
"Go head," Brad said.

Josh took his seat and opened the tub. He took out a large scoop with his hand and slowly began to rub it into Brad's belly. He was amazed at how firm and full it felt and popped another boner when he thought about how much bigger Brad was still going to get. As he rubbed in the cream, making sure he got all areas of Brad's tummy covered he felt the babies inside shift and move.

"I bet that feels weird," Josh said, keeping his hand where he felt the last movement.

"It does," Brad said putting his hand on top of Josh's as the movements inside him continued. "But you get used to it." Brad removed his hand and Josh continued his rub down. Brad closed his eyes and moaned quietly. "Man that feels good," he said. "Never had anyone rub my belly like this," he said truthfully. "Feels damn good."

"Feels good to me too," Josh said lightly slapping Brad's belly. "Unfortunately I think I've got you covered."

"Well thanks for that," Brad said sitting up a little. "Now I've got something for you," he said leaning over towards Josh. "Sit back," he said pushing Josh back into the couch leaving his crotch within easy access.

"Oh fuck..." Josh moaned as Brad's head went down toward his crotch...

Chapter 15:

It had been a little over a month since Brad joined Swollen Studios and he had been kept busy.  He had filmed a few more scenes of "Knocked Up Nights", all of which became instant hits on Swollen Studios site.    With Brad's new scenes posted on the site, membership was through the roof and Brad was starting to get noticed out in public.

He was noticed of course mostly by men, however every once in awhile he'd get the once over from a woman. Most people just stared at Brad, giving him this lustful look but not saying anything while a few would have the courage to come up to Brad and tell him how much they loved his "work". These encounters usually took place in the grocery store or when Brad was out shopping for clothes which was becoming more and more frequent as he continued to grow, but never the place where Brad would expect to be approached.  Brad was still adjusting to his new found fame but was quickly getting used to it.

He was also quickly getting used to what he and Josh had going on. While he wouldn't call it dating, they were definitely into each other. After that first night when Brad did his little "experiment" with his shorts, they had been spending more and more time with each other, both in and out of the bedroom but the arrangement was more "friends with benefits" than anything else.  Even with all the attention he was getting from both his fans and Josh, he still found it odd that anyone would be interested in him in his current condition but the idea was growing on him just as his belly was.

The day came for Brad's 7 month exam with Dr. Hamilton. Josh drove him over and as before, he waited outside and worked on his tan. Brad went inside and was greeted by the doctor.

"Good to see you Brad," he said giving Brad a hug and patting his belly. "You're quite the success I hear!"

"Aw thanks," Brad smiled. "I've heard I am too," he laughed. "And I mean that in the most un-self-absorbed way possible!"

"Of course, of course," Dr. Hamilton smiled leading Brad to the exam room. "I have to admit I've seen all of your work and it's very hot."

Brad still felt funny when people complimented him on his scenes and a simple "thank you" didn't seem like the best response, but not knowing what else to say, that's how he always responded.

"So are you enjoying yourself so far?" the doctor asked after he asked Brad to change into his underwear and an exam robe.

"As far as the work or the pregnancy goes?" Brad asked.

"Well they're really both one in the same I suppose, especially in your case," the doctor pointed out.

"True," Brad agreed. "I'm enjoying both so far. I mean there's nothing I can complain about as far as the work goes. It's very liberating I'd have to say. And fun too," he added with a laugh. "And as far as the pregnancy goes, like I've said before it's really not been bad but I don't have anything to go on.  I mean my back is starting to hurt, my feet are starting to swell, I'm constantly getting bigger and I've finally started to waddle but it's really not that bad!"

"Good to hear!" Dr. Hamilton smiled. "Now if you could get on the scale please.  Hopefully your positive attitude will remain closer to the end of your pregnancy when you're ready to deliver."

"Please don't remind me," Brad said, rolling his eyes. "I'm not ready to think about that yet."

"That's something I'd like to talk to you about today," the doctor said, reading the scale.

"Ok. So what's the damage?" Brad asked, scratching his belly through his gown. As he grew, he found his belly was constantly itchy as the skin stretched over the ever-growing babies. Having his stomach shaved for work didn't help much.

"297 lbs.," Dr. Hamilton announced. "That's a 21 lb. gain," he noted on Brad's chart.

"Phew," Brad exclaimed. "I knew I was getting big but didn't think I'd gained 21 lbs. in 1 month!  My belly's not that much bigger..."

"Let's get you up on the bed," the doctor said. "You need to remember that not all the weight you're gaining goes directly to the babies," he said as he helped Brad onto the bed.  "Some of the weight gain is attributed to an increase in muscle mass and that is attributed to the weight you are carrying from your pregnancy in general. Also some of the weight gain is fat, not much in your case as we have you on a workout plan but during any pregnancy, as you eat more to feed the baby or in your case, babies, some of what you eat naturally becomes fat." 

"So a little fat's not bad?" Brad asked.

"No it's not," Dr. Hamilton began explaining.  "It's actually good for you as it stores energy your body will need later on throughout the pregnancy like during delivery but also including just the later stages in general when you will require more energy to perform menial tasks such as walking around which you'll find becoming ever-more challenging as you grow."

"Hopefully I won't be too compromised at the end," Brad said. "I'd like to be able to still waddle around at least!"

"I'm sure you'll be able to," the doctor soothed. "That brings us back to the delivery you don't want to talk about."

"Ugh," Brad groaned. "I know it's coming and there's nothing I can do about it but I still don't want to think about it."

"Well there is something you can do actually," Dr. Hamilton said as he prepared the sonogram equipment. "We'll get you into some lamaze classes which will help prepare you for labor and answer a lot of the questions I'm sure you have."

"I'm sure that'll help put me at ease," Brad said as he lay there waiting for the doctor to begin the sonogram.

"Also, Pete suggested an idea to me that I found to be a very good one," Dr. Hamilton said, taking it upon himself to roll Brad's gown up to get to his belly. "He said his brother is pregnant and ready to give birth within the next week and he and his partner have agreed to let you be there for the birth if you'd be interested in seeing a birth for yourself."

"That's a generous offer to let me witness something so special for them," Brad said as Dr. Hamilton spread the gel over his bulge.

"I thought so too," Dr. Hamilton agreed. "Apparently they are big fans of yours too," he added.

"Cool," Brad nodded. "I'll talk with Pete about it."

"Good," the doctor said as he moved the wand around Brad's belly. "He said if you were interested he would give them your number and have them call you as soon as the labor began. I think it's a very good idea and would be very helpful for you."

"Sounds like a plan," Brad said as he looked over to the monitor. "So how's everything going in there?"

"Everything's looking good," Dr. Hamilton said as he continued moving over Brad's stomach. "The babies appear to be a good size although I was hoping they would be a little larger than they are now," he noted.

"They should be bigger?" Brad asked, rather surprised. "Meaning I should be bigger too?!?"

"Well they look to be each around 6 lbs. now and I was hoping they would be closer to 8 lbs.," Dr. Hamilton said as he put down the wand and grabbed a towel to wipe Brad off.

"Well what do we need to do?" Brad asked. Although the thought of getting bigger worried him, he still had the babies' best interests at heart.

"I'd like to give you a shot," the doctor said as he walked over to a cabinet on the other side of the room. He opened the door and began rummaging around.

"What kind of shot?" Brad asked.

"It's basically a booster shot of the prenatal vitamins you've been taking," Dr. Hamilton explained as he returned to Brad's size with a syringe. "It will help jump start the babies' growth."

"Oh ok," Brad said. "And that will do the trick?"

"Along with a slight change in your diet I'm sure it will," Dr. Hamilton said as he help Brad up off the bed.  "Now if you could stand up and lean over the bed please."

Brad did as he was instructed and the doctor moved the open back of Brad gown to the side, exposing his bare butt.

"What kind of change to my diet will I need to make?" Brad asked as he leaned on his elbows, his bulge pulling at the front of his gown.

"I think you'll like it," Dr. Hamilton began as he flicked the syringe and squirted some of the clear liquid. "Basically you get to eat whatever you'd like within reason."

"Sounds good to me!" Brad said enthusiastically.

"Of course," the doctor said as he gently pushed the needle into Brad's left cheek. "You'll need to continue your workout routine but you've shown that you can keep in shape so I'm not worried about you getting too fat but like I said before gaining some weight aside from baby weight is healthy. There we go!" he said with a light slap on Brad's butt. "All done."

Brad stood up and headed over to his clothes and got dressed.

"So will there be noticeable growth?" he asked.

"I imagine you'll notice a little more growth than you have before, but nothing too extreme," Dr. Hamilton assured. "What you will notice is an increase in appetite which I encourage you to heed.  And there is one side effect..."

"A side effect?" Brad asked, slightly alarmed that Dr. Hamilton was telling him this now, after he had already been given the shot.

"You'll also notice an increase in your sex drive," Dr. Hamilton said. "Which in your case might be a benefit actually."

"I guess you're right," Brad said as he finished getting dressed. "I can think of worse side effects.  Why didn't you tell me about this shot before doc?"

Dr. Hamilton didn't answer Brad and only laughed as he walked Brad out to the door.

"See you next month Brad!" he waved as Brad waddled to the car.

He watched as Josh came around and quickly opened the door for Brad and helped him in, but not before giving Brad's belly a gentle rub with a look of desire in his eyes that was not missed by Dr. Hamilton.

The doctor felt jealously surge within him knowing from Tim that Josh and Brad were somewhat of an item. How he wished Brad would show some interest in him and he could be that close with Brad...
Chapter 16:

The call came at 2am, a sleep-filled voice asking for Brad and letting him know that Scott was in labor. In a haze, Brad got dressed and called Josh to come get him.  He was so tired he drifted off to sleep in the limo, one hand resting on top of his big belly.

Josh helped him out of the car, keeping one hand on Brad's back as they walked to the front door. A hugely pregnant man opened the door, smiling at them warmly. He was about 6'2” and broad, his body obviously in good shape aside from the giant sphere of stomach which hung low and heavy on the front of his frame. He had short, spiky black hair and blue eyes thats corners crinkled as he smiled. In short, he was hot.

“It's wonderful to meet you. I'm a huge fan.” Scott said, holding out his hand to Brad and laughing. “Emphasis for now on the huge part.”

"Thank you," Brad said shaking Scott's hand, then motioning over to Josh. "This is Josh, I hope you don't mind if he watches too?"

“Not at all! Come in, come in,” Scott said, stepping aside. “Sorry about the late hour, but babies have their own schedule you know.”

"Is he here babe?" came a voice from the second floor landing.

"Yes Cole," Scott called up, waddling further into the foyer and looking up to his partner who called down from the second floor. "And his friend, Josh is here too."

"Friend?" Cole asked slightly exasperated. "Well ok, I'll be down as soon as I have Penny ready to go to your mother's. Nice to meet you, Brad and you too Josh," Cole yelled down.

"You too!" the two called up to the unseen Cole.

"If it's a problem that I'm here I can wait in the car," Josh said pointing to the door.

"Oh don't mind him," Scott smiled, waving off Josh's offer. "You're fine! He's just a little stressed out. He insisted that he deliver this one," Scott said patting his belly. "You see he missed Penny's delivery, he was stuck in Chicago on a business trip and I haven't let him forget it so when we found out we were pregnant again  he took it upon himself to study up on male pregnancy and delivery and insisted he was going to deliver the next child himself. He's nearly as studied as a mid-wife now!"

Scott led them down the foyer to a large, open living room. “Can I get either of you anything? Some coffee or something?”

“We're fine thanks. And I think the question should be, can we get you anything? Shouldn't you be resting? Or screaming in pain?” Brad asked, surprised to see the laboring man so calm.

Scott laughed a little. “Oh please, I'm fine but believe me, I'm not going to be like this the whole time,” he said as he rubbed his enormous belly tenderly. “Contractions started a little over an hour ago so we've got some time to go but it picks up, I have a feeling I'm in for a heck of a labor cause she's a big one!” he added with a final pat.

“Tell me about it,” Brad said putting a hand on his own belly. "I'm 7 months pregnant with twins and my doctor told me I'm the same size now as a typical man is at term with 1!"

Scott grimaced a little and started to breathe heavily as he rubbed small circles on his belly. “Give me a moment.”

Brad watched as the other man handled a contraction, focusing solely on his body. He turned when he heard someone coming down the stairs and saw who he figured was Cole holding a little girl who was half asleep and clutching a stuffed bunny.

Brad was surprised at how hot Cole was. He was a little shorter than Scott at about 6', but just as fit with brown hair and warm brown eyes. He wore stylish glasses, a tight, red t-shirt, blue pajama pants and flip flops and looked just as tired as his daughter.

Cole shifted Penny to his other hip, going over to Scott, using his free hand to rub Scott's lower back. “Alright, babe?”

Scott nodded, leaning against Cole when the contraction ended. "They're starting to get stronger now," he said as he reached up to touch Penny's face, smiling at her. “You be good for Mum-mum, okay?”

Penny nodded sleepily, leaning over to peck Scott's lips.“Ok, Daddy.”

Cole leaned in to give Scott a quick kiss. “Remember to do your breathing excersizes if you need them. I'll be back as soon as I can.”

"You better!" Scott said, reaching out to slap Cole's ass. "If you miss this one too you'll have hell to pay!" he joked, but anyone with sense knew it wasn't really a joke.

"How many times do I have to say I'm sorry baby?" Cole asked with a sigh and a helpless look on his face. "I'll be right back I promise!  Call me if you need anything while I'm gone," he said already heading toward the door with the drowsy Penny.

"You know I'm just teasing," Scott called after Cole. "Drive safe!" Scott smiled as he watched Cole walk away, checking out his ass as he left the room. He caught Brad and Josh watching him and he just laughed.

“He's got a great ass,” Scott said with a shrug. With some effort he stood and began to walk around slowly, one hand on the small of his back. “Part of the reason I ended up pregnant again - he swears if he gets pregnant his ass will 'never be the same' so I sacrificed mine for his. Small price to pay I suppose as long as I get that hot ass!" he laughed. "Anyway, please sit and make yourselves comfortable. So before the big show begins, do you have any questions about what's going to happen?” Scott asked Brad.

Brad made his way to the couch, sitting down awkwardly, his legs spread wide but his belly still pushing up and out. “We don't want to be in the way so that's probably a good idea.”

“Well we're going to do this as easily as we can. When Cole gets back, we're all going to move upstairs to the bedroom. Cole is going to do the majority of the work, but a friend of ours who is a mid-wife, Mickey will be here just in case he needs help. Like I said, Cole's studied up a lot and actually helped Mickey at a couple deliveries so he would be prepared to do it all himself."

"Very impressive," Josh said, taking a seat on the arm of the couch Brad was sitting on. "I'm sure it will be comforting for you to deliver in a relaxing setting with 2 people you know helping."

“That's the idea. I did pretty well with Penny until I was almost fully dilated and realized Cole wasn't going to make it. That, coupled with the feeling that my ass was being split in 2 - sorry for the brutal description, but anyway, I lost it a little so. I would be prepared for me to get loud.  I won't lie and tell you labor is easy, especially at the end.”

Scott shivered a little, thinking about how hard it had been to actually push Penny out of his body. “Some men apparently have it easy when they deliver. Penny took a lot of work but she was my first so that's always the hardest. I was pushing for a long time. I'm hoping number two is easier than that, but I'm not betting on it since she's expected to be at least 2 lbs. bigger than Penny was and Penny was a little over 12 lbs. Lucky me, Cole and I seem to have a knack for having big ones it seems so if it gets to be too much and you need to leave at anytime we understand.”

“I, I mean we plan on staying the whole time or as long as it's ok with you guys,” Brad said quickly, squeezing Josh's hand. “I want to see it all so I know what to expect.  But I appreciate your honesty and I really appreciate you letting us be here.”

Scott clutched the arm of the couch as another contraction came, shuddering with the strength of this one. Josh made an abortive move
towards him, but Scott held up his hand, stopping him.

“It's okay. I'd rather you 2 stay back and just observe. I'm happy you're here and more than willing to share all of this with you, but Cole and I want to do this on our own,” he smiled at Brad and Josh hoping they understood.

“Got it,” Josh said, rubbing a hand over Brad's shoulders. “But just know we're here if there's anything we can do to help, especially if it means Cole can be there for you more.”

Scott moved to sit in an armchair, stopping long enough to move a stuffed unicorn off the chair. “Ugh," he groaned. "It's so hard to find a comfortable position at this stage. Well thank you. That's a kind offer," he smiled. "There is something else you need to know, I'm not sure how much either of you knows about what happens to your body during labor. To put it bluntly, you're going to be hard and you're going to need to get off. There'll be  a lot of pressure in your ass, specifically your prostate and being hard can actually prolong the labor so it will need to be taken care of. There are drugs to help that of course but we're going the natural route. You can stay for that part if you's like, see a little show," he winked at Brad as Brad laughed.

“Sounds fair since you've already seen what I can do,” Brad replied. "Be nice to see someone else do it for a change!" he added with a laugh.

"Who knows, you 2 may find the situation arousing yourselves," Scott shrugged. "If you do then feel free to do what needs to be done because believe me I know how horny one gets when they're pregnant! That is if you 2 do those sorts of things together."

"We do but it's a little complicated," Josh began then stopped since he wasn't all too sure what he and Brad really were at this point.

"Well if it happens it happens," Scott smiled, stroking his belly as the movements inside him increased. "It would be pretty cool to me if I ended up turning on a porn star and his hot friend. Can you make a laboring man's wish come true?"

"Ha ha!" Brad laughed. "We'll see."

Cole opened the front door, tossing his keys on the table. “I'm back, babe!”

“Still in the living room,” Scott called back to him.

Cole headed back into the living room, going right over to his husband. “Penny's all settled at your mom's house. She was asleep again as soon as I put her in the car.” He put a hand on Scott's big belly. “How's everything going here?”

“Doing fine so far. I just let them know what's going to happen tonight and I think she knows it's almost time," Scott said, stroking the baby within him. "She's moving around a lot now.” Scott tilted his head up for a kiss which Cole happily provided, their tongues tangling in a brief, passionate kiss.

Cole pulled back to look at Josh and Brad, biting on his lower lip. “Wow. You're even hotter in person.”

Brad took the compliment, grinning at him. “You should see me when I've had a full night's beauty sleep,” he joked.

“We love your work. It's so nice to see a big, muscular, pregnant guy doing porn.” Cole slid an arm around Scott's shoulder. “You remind me a bit of Scott when he's pregnant.”

“He can't get enough of me when I'm pregnant,” Scott laughed, looking more relaxed now that Cole was back. “He's insatiable.”

“Says the horny pregnant guy,” Cole said with a broad smile, leaning down to kiss Scott again. "Let's not forget whose idea it is to watch Brad's scenes most of the time but I'm not complaining! What can I say, I've got a thing for big pregnant guys!" he laughed patting his partner's middle. “I think we should check your progress babe.”

“Upstairs it is,” Scott said letting Cole haul him to his feet, wrapping his arms around his husband as best he could with his belly between them.

Brad shuffled to the edge of the couch, trying to push himself up. It had gotten harder and harder to lift his bulk as he got bigger. Josh moved to help him, pulling Brad to his feet with ease.

“Still going to help when I'm nine months and huge?” asked Brad teasingly as they followed Scott and Cole to the stairs.

“If you let me,” Josh said looking at him sincerely, letting just a bit of the lust they shared play on his face. “I'll help you with everything.”

Brad grinned and gave Josh a small peck on his cheek. “I look forward to it.  But if I were you I might start hitting the weights more cause you're gonna need all the strength you can muster to lift my big ass up soon!”

The 4 paused momentarily on the stairs as Scott breathed through another contraction but soon made it to the bedroom. Scott and Cole's room was large and comfortable, the huge bed rumpled from the 2 of them getting up quickly when Scott's labor began. There was a small couch off to one side, which Cole pointed them to, saying it would be a good place for them to watch while Scott continued to labor.  A large pile of clean towels sat on the floor nearby, next to a beautiful wooden crib for the soon to arrive baby.

“Like I said before, we're doing this au natural so I hope you don't mind me getting naked,” Scott joked as he stripped off the large t-shirt he was wearing, revealing his huge, tanned belly which along with his muscular pecs was hairless and remarkably free of any stretch marks. His full pecs sat atop his belly with large, pink nipples attached to the bottom of each 1. Scott's stomach, now hanging low as the baby started to move its way downward, pulled his back into an arch as he stood there. 

With Cole's help he stripped off the pajama bottoms he had on, bending over slightly and giving Brad a good look at his large, meaty ass.

“You're a good looking pregnant guy,” Brad admitted once Scott was completely naked. While he didn't fully understand the appeal of a pregnant guy, he definitely found Scott appealing enormously pregnant.

“Thanks,” Scott smiled at him, waddling towards the bed. He leaned over, pressing his hands into the mattress and spread his legs for Cole.

Cole slicked up his fingers with some Vaseline before pressing them inside of Scott. “As he dilates, his sphincter expands and gets looser so he can push out the baby," Cole explained to Brad and Josh.

Scott moaned loudly. “Each time he does that I get hard.”

Brad couldn't help but look, seeing the head of Scott's dick rising from between his spread legs. He shifted on the couch, reaching down to adjust his own cock in his pants. Josh did the same thing, smirking at Brad.
"You've checked him already!" Josh asked.

"Nope," Cole said as he slowly moved his fingers around the inside of Scott's hole. "First time tonight but we've been doing some stretching excersizes the last few weeks which requires me to do basically what I'm doing now but instead of just feeling around, I put some resistance on the hole to help it stretch. 5 centimeters,” Cole announced, slowly removing his slick fingers from Scott's ass. “Halfway there, babe.”

Scott groaned and straightened up a little, but still kept his hands on the bed. “Hips hurt.”

Cole moved closer, rubbing Scott's hips which had widened progressively throughout the pregnancy in preparation for delivery, as Scott panted through another contraction, letting out a long, low groan of pain. “Doing so good, babe. So good.”

Time seemed to disappear as Brad and Josh watched Scott labor, moving around the room with Cole always at his side. The contractions were getting closer together and lasting longer and sweat appeared on Scott's naked body, running down his heaving midsection.

As the sun was starting rise, the mid-wife, Mickey showed up, giving both Scott and Cole a kiss. She bounced around the room, getting things ready, but leaving Cole to do any of the checking on Scott himself. With a bright grin, she introduced herself to Brad.

“Great to finally meet you. This past week it's been 'Brad this' and 'Brad that' and 'Brad looks so hot getting fucked',” Mickey laughed. “Which I agree with. You do some good work.”

Brad actually flushed a little when she said that. Even though he had been recognized and approached by other women, this was different. Most women just giggled and rubbed his belly but Mickey was looking at him with lust in her eyes.

“Thanks. Always nice to meet a fan,” Brad said with a grin.

Scott let out a cry of pain the next contraction, swaying a little in Cole's arms. His belly seemed to grow even bigger as his stretched out stomach muscles clenched tightly. “Oh God! Cole!”

“I got you, babe,” Cole said, holding him through the contraction. He panted along with Scott, trying to keep Scott calm and focused. When the contraction ended, Scott slumped against him, wrung out. Cole slid a hand down Scott's back to his ass, rubbing gently around the swollen rim before pressing a finger in with no resistance. “You're really loose now.”

“I want to lie down,” Scott moaned, his hips rocking back against Cole's finger.

Cole helped him over to the bed which Mickey had remade with clean sheets and a rubber cover under the sheets to protect the bed. “Quick check, babe.”

Scott nodded, leaning against the bed again. Brad took a good look at his dilating ass - it was becoming wildly loose and it puckered and pulsed with each deep breath Scott took. Brad was surprised at how much it had dilated but still couldn't see pushing a baby out of it, especially a large 1.

Scott wiggled his ass a little, his hips aching. He felt a strange sensation and gripped the bed as Cole slipped his fingers inside of him easily.

“Really loose...” Cole said as he probed the hole, making Scott's dick throb again. “8 centimeters and I can feel her head.”

“So can I...” Scott trailed off before letting out a loud grunt. “Ooh!!! Here it comes... Pull out!”

Cole pulled his fingers out quickly, putting one hand on Scott's belly. Scott braced himself on the mattress and groaned as a few wet farts escaped his hole.  Cole's eyes widened in surprise as Scott's hole puckered open and his water broke, gushing down between his legs in loud spurts, landing on the hardwood floor with a splash. They all watched as Scott whimpered and groaned, fluid dripping from his still widening hole. 

“There we go,” Cole soothed as he cleaned Scott up gently. He wiped him down with a soft towel before dabbing at his loosened hole. "Things should start picking up now," he said as he cleaned Scott carefully with baby wipes as he panted through another contraction.

This was the second time Brad had seen someone's water break. Victor's had been just as startling but this was more so since he knew Scott was going to be delivering soon and he was going to watch. Scott was shivering and holding his belly with one arm as Cole finished cleaning up. As asked, Mickey was hanging out in a rocking chair watching, letting Cole take the lead.

Once Cole had quickly dried up the mess on the floor, he got Scott situated on the bed. Mickey had arranged many pillows as a backrest about halfway down the bed so that Scott's ass and legs would be at the foot of the bed allowing Cole to situate himself on the floor at the foot. Scott leaned against pillows, rubbing his hands over his enormous but now noticeably deflated mound. His eyes drifted shut as one hand went down to his massively erect cock. He played with it as he spread his legs, his heavy balls, dropping between his thighs.

“Need some help with that?” asked Cole, his voice low and aroused.

Scott's eyes opened and he nodded, whimpering a little. “Baby, I need you. So much pressure...”

Cole got onto the bed next to Scott, kissed him hungrily, rubbing his hand over his belly the whole time. He pulled back during a contraction, letting Scott work through it, but never stopped touching him- plucking at a nipple, playing with Scott's belly button or rubbing his now motion-filled middle.

Josh shifted next to Brad, moaning softly as Scott and Cole kissed. This wasn't like watching porn, this was real and right in front of him. The love and chemistry between the 2 was obvious even as Scott labored and it was easy to see how this baby had come to be in the first place.

Brad moaned quietly as well, taking his eyes from the 2 men only long enough to see how aroused Josh was. His eyes were dark with lust and his hand drifted to his crotch. Brad's own cock, barely contained by his jock was pushing up in an attempt to get free from the jock and his jeans.

Cole jacked Scott slowly at first, his hand moving over the thick, meaty cock and occasionally down to play with the full balls in Scott's big sack. The 2 kept kissing the whole time, only stopping during the contractions which were coming ever closer together.

“Gonna suck you,” Cole said loud enough for everyone to hear.

Brad watched as Cole moved down between Scott's legs to his cock, licking at the head before he took as much as he could in his mouth that was not blocked by Scott's belly.  Scott groaned loudly and shuddered as Cole's hair tickled the sensative underside of his stomach, his hands gripping the sheets tight. With Penny, he'd also gone the natural route and not been given any medication and had gotten a cold, efficient hand job from one of the nurses. This was so much better! He shuddered each time Cole bobbed up and down.

Yet another  contraction started and he felt his cock grow even harder, the pain now muffled by the intense pleasure of the blow job. His cock throbbed and grew harder still in Cole's mouth as the baby's head pressed harder on his prostate.

Brad reached over to Josh, fumbling with the buttons on his jeans. Josh groaned and spread his legs, his hard cock popping up as soon as Brad got the zipper down. He'd been half-awake when he'd dressed and he forgotten to grab underwear. Josh writhed on the couch as he watched the scene in front of him and felt Brad start working his cock.

Scott cried out and thrust up, his hand grasping his belly tightly. His feet dug into the bed and his whole body tensed as he came hard, crying out Cole's name. Cole pulled off, catching some of Scott's cum on his face as the pregnant man spurted, cum dribbling from his cock.

“Shit,” Josh moaned at the sight. Brad murmured next to him, his hand still working quickly on Josh's cock. He got his other hand into his own pants and pushed down his jock enough to let his cock spring out. There wasn't much room with his belly but there was enough room for Brad to get what he needed to done.

Brad tightened his grip on Josh's cock, jacking him faster. Josh let out a low cry as he came all over Brad's hand and his own shirt. Brad kissed him hard, sucking at Josh's tongue as he came as well, shooting all over the crotch of his pajama pants.

“Here,” Mickey said, tossing a clean towel to the two of them with a wink.  Josh took the towel with an embarrassed grin and cleaned up the both of them.

“Better, babe?” asked Cole, moving to sit closer to Scott's head.

“Yeah. Better,” Scott sighed, rubbing his belly restlessly. He moved his legs, shifting and squirming to try and find a comfortable position. "I saw that," he said to Brad and Josh with a wink. "That was hot."

"So was that," Josh said breathlessly as he buttoned up his pants.

The next contraction came hard and fast catching Scott slightly off guard making himscream out, babbling nonsense as he pushed his heels into the mattress.

“Let it out, babe,” Cole urged him, clutching his hand and peaking down between Scott's legs. Scott's hole was really open now, wide as it was going to get until the muscles stretched around the baby's head.

Scott panted heavily when the contraction ended. He barely got a moment's rest before another one came. He let go of Cole's hand, grabbing at his thighs and pulling them back to either side of his stomach, grunting. “Gotta push! Oh fuck. FUCK!”

Cole slicked up his fingers quickly, putting four fingers inside of
Scott without any effort. “I can feel the top of her head. She's moving down.”

“Now? Can I push?” asked Scott, his face scrunched up and red.

“Go ahead.” Cole turned quickly to Brad and Josh. “I'm going to be between his legs so you might need to move to get a better look.”

Josh helped Brad to his feet, rubbing the big belly once he had Brad standing. His eyes were still dark with arousal and Brad couldn't help but think how much fun it was going to be when they got back to his place and he got Josh naked.

They stood at the foot of the bed as Cole kneeled on the floor between Scott's legs, urging him on as Scott pushed. Mickey sat by Scott's head, supporting him as he leaned forward with each push, counting to ten calmly.

Brad's eyes widened as he watched Scott push, his whole body was tense and working to push out the baby. Scott grunted with each push, his face getting redder and sweat pouring off him. The breaks between the contractions were longer now and every break, Cole would look up from between Scott's legs and around his slightly deflated belly to say soothing words to him.

"Doing really good baby," Cole smiled up at Scott. "Great pushes!"

"Thanks," was all Scott could gasp as he finished another push.

They could see the baby's head now, just a hint of hair and the curve of her skull visible in Scott's ass below his once again hard cock. Each time Scott pushed, the bit of hair moved forward before sliding back when he stopped pushing. This went on for awhile as Scott moaned and groaned. Scott's whole ass pushed out rounder from the weight of the baby's body as it moved down to make her entrance.

Scott gave another big push and and the baby moved forward, but didn't slip back this time. He screamed, grabbing under his knees at his thighs. “It hurts! Cole... oh fuck! Goddamn bastard! You did this to me!” Brad gripped Josh's hand tightly as Scott's hole began to stretch slowly around the head.

Cole apologized and urged him on, his hands cupped below Scott's hole as the baby's head slowly emerged. Scott's cries now rang out through the room. The baby's head was huge and to Brad's surprise Scott's hole kept stretching as more and more of her head became visible.

"I've gotta ask," Brad said between 1 of Scott's screams. "What does that feel like?"

"Oooo... Shiiiiiiit!!!" Scott screamed. He gasped for breath after the last push. "It feels like I'm taking a giant dump but being split in 2!" Scott said as he gulped in air. "If we decide to have another 1 it's gonna be yooooou who gets pregnant next time!" Scott yelled turning to Cole. "I'm not doing this for another one of your huuuuuuuge babies!!!" he yelled through gritted teeth as he started to push again. 
"But you're doing so good baby," Cole tried to reason. "You'll be a pro next time!"

"Nooooo mooooore for me!" Scott yelled again as he pushed. "YOU get to do this next time!!!"

With 1 more great big push, Scott got the head out. He cursed loudly with relief as his strained hole finally had a chance to relax after the baby's head passed through. The flared lips, angry and red closed just slightly after the head passed through. He panted heavily as he leaned against Mickey, catching his breath. Cole moved quickly, cleaning the baby's mouth and nose with a towel. Her head rotated towards Scott's leg and Brad gasped as he saw the tiny scrunched up face. Cole was smiling widely and Scott met his smile, though his was weaker and pain-filled.

The baby let out a high, thin wail of displeasure even as the rest of her body was still inside of Scott. “She's a strong one,” Mickey said at that. “Listen to her.”

Scott nodded, tears leaking from his eyes. Cole rubbed the bottom curve of Scott's lessened belly before leaning down to kiss her forehead gently, his hand cupping her head. “On the next contraction, push really hard babe, maybe we can get her shoulders out fast.”

“Oh God the shoulders,” Scott moaned, remembering how hard it had been to get Penny's shoulders out. He gripped his thighs pulling his legs up as high as he could, trying to open himself as wide as possible. He began to push again, screaming and yelling the whole time.

“Got her!” Cole said as the rest of her body slid out in a quick rush,
the shoulders presenting no problem after the baby's big head. The baby's body was followed by a small but steady flow of more fluid which dribbled down Scott's ass cheeks. Scott leaned back heavily on the pillows and sighed with relief as his poor hole was kissed by cool air after its harrowing ordeal.

Brad blinked in shock as he watched the baby seemingly slip from Scott's body and into Cole's arms. She looked huge! He had no idea how Scott had just done that. Seeing it didn't make him any less nervous, but at least he knew it could be done. Victor had been so nonchalant about it as had
Tim, saying that babies just slipped out without much problem for the porn stars but after seeing a birth himself he now doubted that to be the case.

Scott cradled the baby's body against his chest as she cried, her tiny
face all scrunched up and red. He sobbed softly, pressing kisses to her head, not caring that she was covered in birthing fluids and just a little blood. Cole pressed towels to Scott's still gaping hole, soaking up the rest of the fluids that were leaking out and then cleaned the pool that was forming under Scott. He moved up to look at his daughter, tears dripping down his cheeks as well. Scott looked up at him with a watery smile of happiness and Cole couldn't help but kiss him.

"Look what we did," Scott said, gazing down from Cole's eyes to the face of their new child.

"I love you baby," Cole said, kissing Scott on the forehead.

“That was amazing,” Josh said softly. Sure he'd delivered one of Victor's babies, but this was so different. This was a birth of a much wanted and loved baby. Watching the 2 men cradle their daughter close made him feel teary and when he looked over at Brad he saw that Brad was tearing up too. He put his arm around Brad and pressed their bodies together hip to hip.

Mickey became all business, moving to where Cole had been to check Scott out and wait for the after-birth, which came out of the strained hole quickly with a few easy pushes as Mickey massaged Scott's deflated and now quite flabby no longer baby-filled belly. The men didn't seem to notice, even Scott, too wrapped up in their new daughter.

Brad suddenly felt like he was witnessing something too intimate, and wondered if they should leave now. He sniffed and wiped at the tears on his face, leaning against Josh. Cole guided the baby to one of Scott's swollen nipples, helping her suckle for the first time. Brad blinked at that, knowing that it was possible for a guy to breast feed but he'd never seen it. The guys at the studio all made faces at the thought saying they weren't cows and didn't like to breast feed because once you start it takes forever for your breasts to receed.

“We should go,” Josh said quietly before whispering in Mickey's ear. She nodded, promising to tell Scott and Cole how thankful Brad and Josh were to be able to watch. He didn't want to interrupt them, not now.

Brad let Josh guide him out of the room and help him down the steps. He couldn't see over his gravid belly and could only rely on Josh to make sure he wouldn't fall.

“Wow,” Brad breathed softly after getting into the limo. He looked up at Josh. “That was … wow.”

“Yup.” Josh squeezed his hand tightly. “You okay?”

“Kind of hungry,” Brad admitted with a laugh. “Let's go back to my place and eat.”

“Just eat?” Josh asked with a wink.

“Well maybe not JUST eat...”

Chapter 22:

"That's a wrap!" Tim called from the director's chair. "Awesome job everyone!"

Ed helped Brad up from the bed and into a robe and the two walked/waddled off set to their prospective trailers.

"Here's my number," Ed said, handing Brad a piece of paper. "Don't forget what I said. I'd love to see you off set sometime."

"Sure," Brad smiled. "Sounds good.". He didn't know what Ed was looking for, either something more or just more sex. Either sounded good to Brad though.

Brad made it to his trailer and took a quick shower as best he could in the small stand up unit inside his trailer. He was exhausted. Sex at his size was a chore and a threesome was beyond that.

After his shower he got dressed and waited for Josh to pick him up. As he waited for Josh outside his trailer, many thoughts ran through his mind.

Before he did anything else, he really needed to ask Josh what their deal was. Brad liked Josh a lot and Josh was a friend so he didn't want to lose that but he needed to know if there was anything more there. Any real potential. In all honesty, Brad was a porn star but he still had feelings and needed to be loved just like anyone else. He would be more than happy if Josh were that person but if not, he needed to know that too so he could maybe try to find the right guy.

Then there was Ed. Now he had Ed's number. The ball was totally in Brad's court now but he wouldn't make a play 'til he talked with Josh.  Then there was Andy's offer to find him a boyfriend. Would that even be possible? Would anyone be interested in Brad once they found out he was a porn star and that he was carrying fatherless twins he was giving up for adoption? Brad strongly doubted it but kept a small candle of hope burning in the back of his mind, just in case there was some guy out there crazy enough to love him.

It was then that Josh pulled up in the limo. As Brad waddled to the car, Josh stepped out and ran around to help him in.

"I've gotta ask him now," Brad thought to himself. "Before this goes any further."
Chapter 23:

"So how'd the shoot go?" Josh asked from the driver's seat. "Heard it was a threesome. Sounds hot to me!"

"It was," Brad smirked, rubbing his belly, catching Josh's eye in the rear view mirror.

"Get the babies worked up?" Josh smirked.

"A little," Brad nodded.

"I know when we mess around the babies always become more active," Josh smiled.

"Yeah," Brad smiled. "You always get them kicking up a storm."

Josh chuckled and continued to drive on as Brad worked up the courage to ask Josh what needed to be asked.

"So," he began slowly.

"Yeah?" Josh asked, glancing back at Brad. "You hungry? I can stop somewhere."

"Nah I'm good," Brad smiled. "I want to ask you something though."

"Shoot," the sexy driver said.

"Well," Brad began. "There's no easy way to ask this, so I'm just gonna come out there and ask."

"Ok..."

"What are we?" Brad asked.

"What do you mean?" Josh asked with a puzzled look.

"I mean you and me, what are we doing? What's going on between us?"

"I," Josh started. "I mean I don't know... You're my friend."

"Well yeah but we're more than that!" Brad sighed. "I mean we have sex!"

"But you have sex with a bunch of people!" Josh laughed before seeing the hurt look on Brad's face. "That didn't come out right."

"I think it did," Brad nodded. "You just see me as someone to have sex with am I right?"

"Well," Josh said slowly. "Like I said, I really do consider you a friend and I enjoy the time we spend together. I also enjoy the sex we have but honestly I didn't think of it as anymore than that," he said, smiling slightly, looking back at Brad with puppy dog eyes. "I hope you're not mad and I honestly thought that's what you thought of the whole thing too."

"It's fine," Brad smiled. "Really it is. I don't know what I thought was going on which is why I had to ask."

"OK," Josh nodded. "I think it's good we're on the same page," he smiled. "So do you want me to order some food for us?" He asked as he pulled into the driveway.

"Nah," Brad smiled. "Go on home, I'm gonna have some company over tonight."

"Oh, um ok!" Josh smiled as he pulled up to Brad's door.

"And don't worry about helping me out," Brad waved as he heaved himself out of the low car. "I'll call you later," he said as he shut the door and waddled in.

"Well that answers one question," he said to himself as he unlocked his door. "Now to answer the next," he smiled as he reached into his pocket and pulled out his cell phone and Ed's number.
Chapter 24:

"Hello?"

"Hey Ed it's Brad," Brad said over the phone as he nervously palmed his belly. The babies were moving around a lot as if they could sense Brad's anxiety.

"Hey man what's up?"

"Not much," Brad began. "Listen I was just wondering if you um, well... Ha. Um... I can't believe I'm doing this..."

"Doing what?" Ed asked with a laugh.

"Asking if you wanted to..."

"Take you out to dinner tonight?"

"Oh um, well ha ha I was gonna say hang out but dinner sounds nice," Brad said, the smile obvious in his voice. "If you don't have plans or anything."

"No I'm free," Ed said. "I was hoping you'd call. So how does 8 sound?"

"8 works for me," Brad replied. "Gives me time to get showered and dressed. Oh fuck!"

"What's the matter?" Ed asked.

"I just realised I don't really have anything to wear out to a nice dinner, that is if that's what you were thinking. I need to do some shopping for some nicer clothes. All that fits me right now are some sweats and T-shirts."

"It doesn't have to be anything fancy," Ed said. "Just wear a t-shirt and some jeans. You have jeans that still fit?"

"I think I can rustle up a pair," Brad smiled.

"OK so that settles it," Ed replied. "I'll see you at 8."

"OK see ya!" Brad said as he hung up.

As Brad hung up the phone, the anxiety he was feeling was replaced by butterflies. It sounded to him like he had a date!

Brad took another shower and dried off, after which he was sure to give himself a thorough covering of stretch mark cream. Since Josh normally did this for him, he didn't realize how much skin he had to cover and had some difficulty reaching the farthest expense of his belly so he did the best he could.

He found a  black V-neck that Josh had picked out for him. It was snug but in all the right ways and let just an inch or so of the bottom of his belly show. The jeans were a little more of an issue but he found a cute pair that still fit (though not for much longer). Laying on his bed, he was able to get the jeans on and buttoned up under his belly. Brad quickly did his hair, brushed his teeth and sprayed himself with some cologne and then went into the living room to wait for Ed.

A few minutes later, there was a knock on the door. Brad waddled his way over and there was Ed in all his sexy, masculine glory. He looked good. He too was wearing a tight V-neck but his was grey and his faded jeans were equally as tight.

"Hey," Brad smiled.

"Hey there stud," Ed grinned. "You look great!"

"Thanks," Brad giggled. "So do you."

"Thank you. So you ready to go?" Ed asked.

"Yeah just need to grab my wallet," Brad said, turning to waddle off to get it.

"Don't worry about it," Ed waved him off. "Tonight's on me."

"Oh ok," Brad smiled sheepishly. "Thanks!"

Brad locked up and followed Ed out into the driveway where his Porsche 911 was waiting, top down. Brad stood there momentarily, his mind running at a million miles an hour trying to figure out how he was going to get into the sexy low car with his twin filled belly. Oh yeah... And then he'd have to worry about getting out too. Ed quickly realised what he was thinking.

"I'm sorry," he said as he opened the door for Brad. "I know it's gonna be a tight fit. I'll give you a hand," he said, offering his hand to Brad.

"Thanks," Brad said as he took it and began lowering (and lowering) himself slowly into the car. "Ooof!" He giggled as he got his right leg in too, it pushing his big belly up toward his chest. "Barely made it but I fit!" He laughed.

"We're not going too far," Ed said, as he jogged around to the driver's seat. "It's close enough to walk actually," he said, pausing before he sat down.

"Are you kidding?" Brad laughed. "I'm not walking anywhere right now! I'm already crammed in here let's go!" He said with a wink and a rub on his belly.

Ed was right, the ride was a quick one and they were soon in front of a small Mexican restaurant. The valet came over and opened the door for Brad, his eyes bugging slightly as he saw how pregnant Brad was.

"I think," Ed said to the valet as he quickly came over to Brad's side. "That it's going to take both of us!"

With some serious pulls and tugs along with some help from Brad, the valet and Ed got Brad out of the car and vertical. As he waddled in behind Ed, Brad turned back to look at the tiny car he had just gotten out of and shook his head.

They were shown to a quiet, little table in the back of the restaurant and Ed was kind enough to pull out Brad's chair and help him scoot up to the table. There wasn't much scooting before Brad's stomach grazed the edge of the table, eliciting a kick from within, letting Brad know he'd gotten close enough.
Chapter 25:

Dinner with Ed was nice. Brad had a good time getting to know Ed but aside from their strong sexual attraction didn't see a relationship coming from it. Still sex was good and Ed was good at sex.

But there was no sex that night. The Mexican food was fantastic but it really did a number on Brad's over-worked and crammed internal organs. Saying he was tired, he asked Ed to bring him home so he could really take care of his stomach.

After using the bathroom, Brad pulled out his laptop to check his personal email which he hadn't done in awhile. To his surprise he had one from Jake, one of his co workers from his days in construction.  The email read:

Hey man! I heard you're in L.A.  I'm in town through the 24 and would love to meet up. I'm staying at the Marriott downtown for a conference. I'm in Room 452. Hit me up if you wanna grab a drink. Scratch that, hit me if up if you wanna grab a soda or something while I grab a drink. Later.

The 24th was tomorrow, so tonight was Jake's last night in town. Since his stomach had settled and the night was still young, Brad decided to give Jake a call.

Jake was in his room when he called and the two agreed to meet up in an hour at the hotel bar. Brad called for a taxi which quickly arrived and soon he was waddling into the bar looking for Jake.

"Hey man!" Jake said, enthusiastically as he stood up from his table to give Brad a hug.

"Hey Jake!" Brad smiled. "It's good to see you!"

"You too dude!" Jake smiled, taking a step back to take Brad in. "All of you!" He laughed. "Damn you're big!"

"I know," Brad said as he took a seat across from Jake. "You're looking a little bigger too," Brad pointed out.

"You noticed huh?" Jake grinned, bringing his biceps up to flex them. "Been working out some."

"You look good," Brad said. Honestly he did. Brad had always found Jake sexy - 5'9", average height yeah but he was broad shouldered and always tan from being outside. The muscle he had added since Brad had last seen him only made him sexier in Brad's opinion. "So what are you drinking?"

"Gin and tonic," Jake smiled, holding up his drink. "This here is number 3," he giggled. A waitress came up and Brad ordered a Sprite while Jake ordered round 4.

"So what are you doing out here?" Jake asked as the waitress returned with their drinks. "Word around town is you just up and left and have someone taking care of your place."

"Yeah," Brad nodded. "That's about it."

"So you have family or friends out here that you're staying with?" Jake asked, downing half his drink in one sip.

"No just out here on my own," Brad said. "Now you," Brad said, trying to change the subject which he thought would be easy to do since Jake was well on his way to being drunk. "You're a new dad now. How's that going?"

"Oh man don't remind me," Jake groaned. "Don't get me wrong, I love the kid but he's always crying, keeping me up all night and my girl is a royal bitch right now. Won't let me touch her for nothing."

"Well she just gave birth what?" Brad asked. "Like a month ago?"

"Two," Jake sighed. "Two months since I've last had sex or a good night of sleep. That's why I was so glad to be asked to go to this conference. Get me out of the house for a week. A week of good sleep," he laughed. "And maybe some sex."

"Some sex?" Brad asked.

"Hey a dude's gotta get it somewhere!" Jake said defensively, downing the rest of his drink and flagging the waitress down for another. "Two months is a long time. I'm sure you understand."

"Oh yeah," Brad nodded. Jake assumed he wasn't having sex.  If he only knew... "So any luck?"

"Nah," Jake frowned. "I thought it would be easy as hell to find sex here in La La Land," he laughed. "You know - the land of porn!" At that, Brad choked slightly on his soda. "But no. Man I'm so fucking horny dude you don't understand!" Jake said earnestly to Brad with a look of almost pleading in his eyes. "The last time I had sex, two months ago," he said emphasising the amount of time. "The bitch was big as a house," he said, holding his arms out in front of him. "Actually she was smaller than you," Jake laughed drunkenly. "But she was still big. Anyway she just couldn't get enough. We were doing it every night. We were doing it when she went into labor in fact."

"So you like pregnant sex?" Brad asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Oh hell yeah!" Jake grinned. "That shit is hot. But fuck right now I'd fuck anything just to get my rocks off."

"Well," Brad said, sipping his soda.

"Fuck man," Jake said, grabbing at his head. "I'm wasted."

"Wanna call it a night?" Brad asked.

"I suppose I should," Jake said as he ran his hands through his hair. "I've got a plane to catch in the afternoon. Taking me back to my shitty life."

"You'll be ok," Brad said.

"I dunno man," Jake laughed. "Hey do you think you can help me back to my room?"

"Yeah sure," Brad said as he stood.

Jake paid the tab and the two headed for the elevator.

"Fuck!" Jake giggled. As the elevator started its assent he stumbled slightly and leaned against Brad. "I'm drunk."

"I can see," Brad smirked, looking down at the top of Jake's head as he rested against his chest.

"Damn this thing is big," Jake said, reaching out a hand to rub the front of Brad's belly. "Reminds me of my girl."

The elevator stopped and the doors opened. Brad helped steer Jake into his room where he immediately plopped down on the bed. Brad went over to the wet bar and got Jake a glass of water.

"Thanks man," Jake nodded. "Sorry for getting so drunk."

"Don't worry about it," Brad chuckled. "In all honesty I'm kinda jealous."

"So," Jake said as he turned on the TV. "You never did tell me why you're really here in L.A."

"Well," Brad sighed, taking a seat on the bed next to Jake. "It's complicated."

"Complicated?" Jake asked as he flipped through the channels.

"Yeah," Brad nodded looking over at Jake who had his hand down his pants as he searched for something to watch.

"Spill man," Jake said. "I'm your friend."

"Well," Brad began. "I'm pregnant."

"Obviously dude," Jake laughed. "You're the biggest pregnant guy I've ever seen."
"Well a few months ago," Brad continued. "I found myself in the same position you are now."

"What?" Jake chuckled. "Drunk in a hotel bed?"

"No," Brad laughed. "Ridiculously horny with no reasonable options in sight."

"Oh ok."

"So anyway," Brad continued. "I went to a porn shop and picked up a toy and a video."

"And?"

"And well it was an mpreg porn," Brad explained.

"Yeah I've heard about those," Jake nodded, adjusting his basket.

"Well one thing led to another and I sent some pictures into the porn studio," Brad said, looking down at Jake for a reaction.

"You did not," Jake said, looking up at Brad.

"I did," Brad nodded. "And they called me back, flew me out here and I've been doing porn ever since."

"You're shittin' me!" Jake said. "No fucking way!"

"It's true!" Brad nodded.

"I don't believe it," Jake said, shaking his head. "You? In porn? I mean you're a good enough looking guy that's for sure but you would never hook up with guys randomly well except for," he said, reaching out to pat Brad's belly. "This time."

"I know but it's true," Brad laughed. "I swear!"

"I don't believe it!" Jake said, shifting so he was sitting up more to look at Brad.

"Give me the remote," Brad said holding his hand out. Jake handed it over.

Brad worked the remote and pulled up the hotel's pay-per-view channel and selected the adult offerings. Studio names came up and he selected "Swollen Studios" and finally one of his instalments.

"No fucking way," Jake said shaking his head as the name "Brad Bulging" came across the screen. "No fucking way!"

"I know it's a corny name," Brad smirked.

"Well yeah but it's fitting!" Jake laughed.

"So you see it's true," Brad sighed.

"I haven't seen you on screen yet!" Jake shouted. "You could be lying!"

"You actually wanna watch?" Brad asked, not believing what he was hearing.

"I wanna see if it's really true," Jake said, adjusting himself once more."

"OK," Brad shrugged. "You know what you're gonna see, right?"

"I have an idea," Jake nodded.

"I'm gonna be naked," Brad said as he started to fast forward through the rest of the credits. "And there's gonna be dick. Lots of dick. See," he said as he played a scene where Brad was on his knees, belly exposed for the world to see, sucking some guy's cock.

"Fuck!" Jake exclaimed. "It's true!"

"I told you!" Brad exclaimed. "We can stop it now," he said pointing the remote at the TV.

"No!" Jake yelled. "I wanna see this!l

"You wanna see this?" Brad repeated.

"Shit man I told you I was horny!" Jake said, reaching to undo his belt and pants. "Fuck look at you go on that cock! You look real talented."

"I've been told that," Brad shrugged.

"You think you can?" Jake asked, looking Brad in the eyes. "You know?"

"What?"

"Suck me off?" Jake asked. "It's been so fucking long," he said pulling his impressive piece out of his pants.

"Shit!" Brad said as he saw Jake's dick. "That thing's huge!"

"11 inches," Jake grinned, tugging on his still growing piece.

"Fuck," Brad said, licking his lips.

"You know you want to," Jake said, turning his gaze back to the TV watching Brad Bulging deep throat a guy. "Looks like you can take a big cock."

"But Jake," Brad said. "You're straight and you're my friend."

"I'm your friend," Jake nodded. "And you're my friend and I'm in a bad spot right now," he said, pulling his big, heavy balls out of his pants too. "Look at these fucking things. So fucking full of cum."

"But you're straight," Brad repeated, trying to keep himself from obviously salivating. Jake had one of the biggest, most appealing cocks he'd ever seen.

"Brad," Jake said, reaching out to stroke the side of Brad's face. "I haven't gotten my rocks off in two months. Not even jacked off," he said as he moved his hand around to the back of Brad's head, slowly pushing it down toward his crotch. "I need this. And don't tell me you don't want it too."

"Well," Brad sighed as he allowed Jake to push him down toward his crotch.

"Oh fuck Brad!" Jake gasped as Brad took his thick 11 incher in his mouth in one gulp.
Chapter 26:

"Fuck dude!" Jake sighed, thrusting his cock further down Brad's throat until he bottomed out, his pubes brushing against Brad's lips. "You're good at sucking cock. Took my shit without even gagging."

"Mmm," Brad moaned pulling Jake out of his mouth. "You like me sucking your cock?"

"Hell yeah!" Jake panted. "Get naked for me."

Now used to taking orders on command, Brad reluctantly let go of Jake's cock if even momentarily and climbed off the bed, quickly shedding his clothes. He climbed back on the bed and went right back to gobbling down the big cock before him.

"I can't fucking believe this," Jake sighed. "I came out to L.A. hoping in my wildest dreams that I'd hook up with a porn star but never in a million years did I think it'd be a guy, let alone you," he said, stroking the back of Brad's head. "Yeah babe, work my cock," he moaned. "Get it good and wet."

Brad bobbed up and down on Jake's big tool, moaning with pleasure as it brushed the back of his throat with each inward thrust. Although he was in porn now and had sex with many men in front of the cameras for the paying world to see, sucking off an assumed straight guy got him hotter than he'd ever felt before.

"Look at you," Jake said, reaching over to rub Brad's belly. "Fucking big ass pregnant bitch. Biggest bitch full of babies I've ever seen and you're sucking my cock!"

"Mmmm!" Brad groaned, using his now well trained throat muscles to work and coax the cum out of his friend's giant dick.

"Shit man I'm gonna cum!' Jake yelled, thrusting his hips. "You swallow?" He asked before he caught sight of Brad on the TV taking a load to the mouth. "Fuck as if I needed to ask. Take it Brad!" He yelled as he shoved his mighty dick all the way in to Brad's throat once more, grabbing onto Brad's head with both hands, not giving him any other choice than to swallow. As if Brad would have it any other way... "Ugh!" He called out as he released two months worth of spunk down Brad's throat.

Brad was an expert cock sucker but he was not prepared for the amount of cum Jake produced. Volley after volley hit the back of his throat as he reluctantly gagged on the heavy load. Cum spilled out of Brad's overloaded mouth allowing him to taste Jake's pent up masculinity. It tasted strong and fermented. Obviously this huge load had been brewing in his nuts for a long time. The taste was almost overwhelming, Brad had never tasted cum like this but he eagerly swallowed every drop before pulling off and gasping for air.

"Shit man!" Jake gasped himself, crashing back onto the bed, panting. "I needed that so bad."

"So," Brad said, easing himself down onto the bed next to Jake. "We cool?"

"Fuck man!" Jake sighed. "We're not cool, we're hot. That was fucking amazing. Shit... I shot my shit straight down your throat!"

"That was the biggest load I've ever taken," Brad said, rolling onto his back, catching his breath.

"No way," Jake laughed, reaching over to rub Brad's belly. "You're in the business. I don't believe no one's given you a load that big."

"Shit Jake!" Brad laughed. "You said that was two months worth of cum and I believe it!"

"It was," Jake confirmed. "I hope you're ready for round two 'cause I wanna fuck that pregnant ass!"

"Always!" Brad smiled.
Chapter 27:

"Dude seriously," Jake smirked as he walked back into the room from the bathroom. "That was the best fucking head I've ever had hands down. Fucking amazing."

"Thanks," Brad smiled from the bed. It was funny to Brad that he was thanking someone, Jake his "straight" friend for complementing him on the good head he gave. Funny how one's life changes sometimes...

"Shit Brad," Jake said, standing in front of the TV watching the "video" Brad getting fucked. "I never noticed but you got a donk on you boy!" Jake whistled.

"That was one of the first scenes I filmed," Brad said as Jake watched. "That was my ass two months ago," he said as he got onto all fours. "Take a look at it now."

"Holy shit!" Jake said as he turned around getting a good look at Brad's even bigger ass. "That ass is huge!" He said, coming over to grope it. "Fucking massive! So firm but got a nice layer of jiggle on it too!" He laughed, giving it a hard slap. "Look at it bounce!"

"You're an ass guy huh?" Brad chuckled, watching as Jake stared at his ass slack jawed.

"Hell yeah!" Jake nodded. "I love porkin' my girl up the ass. Especially when she was pregnant!"

"She like getting it up the ass?" Brad asked seductively as he swung his hips.
"Man I'd get her going like a dog in heat!" Jake said, licking his lips without taking his eyes off Brad's booty. His hardening cock told Brad he was enjoying the show. "She could only take about half of this bad boy up there though," he said as he tugged his piece. "And that was after I got her loose."

"What'd you do to loosen her up?" Brad asked, continuing to wag his butt.

"I ate that thing right up," Jake smirked. "Got her begging for it. So you think you can take all of me?"

"I dunno Jake," Brad sighed. "You're a big guy. I'd need to get loosened up myself before I'd try."

"You mean to tell me you haven't taken a dick my size up here?" Jake asked, running a finger over Brad's puckered hole.

Truth was he had but Brad wasn't going to let Jake know that. "Not that big," he said shaking his head. "So what do you say? You think you can get me looser than your girl so I can take all that meat?" He asked, winking his hole at Jake. He so wanted his hot straight friend to give him a rim job and truth be told he would need some loosening up to comfortably take Jake's cock but he realised he was walking a thin line - Jake could pull the straight card at anytime, especially since he would be losing his buzz soon.

"Your ass just fucking winked at me!" Jake yelled. "Fuckin' just opened up then closed itself!"

"Your girl can't do that?" Brad asked innocently.

"Hell no! I've never seen that before!" Jake said, shaking his head in disbelief.

"Imagine what it feels like when I do that while you're in me," Brad cooed.

"I bet that shit feels fucking hot," Jake panted, jacking his cock a few times. "Fuck I gotta get some of this!" He said as he got on his knees at the foot of the bed and dove face first into Brad's ass.

"Oh fuck!" Brad yelped, gripping at the comforter. He didn't think Jake would literally dive into it like that but he had and he knew what he was doing. "Fuck Jake," Brad panted. "That feels so fucking good!" Honestly it was one of the best rim jobs he'd gotten and it was just starting.

"You like that do you?" Jake asked as he came up for air. "I work it good don't I? Girl always told me I ate good ass," he smirked before going back at it. "And pussy too," he said, coming back up.

"Aww fuck," Brad moaned. "You got my spot!"

"Mmmm," Jake groaned from between Brad's cheeks.

Brad panted and groaned and the babies did cartwheels as the straight man Jake went to town on his ass with his tongue, lips and teeth. Jake had Brad worked into a frenzy by the next time he backed off to breathe.

"I'm gonna get you real good and loose," Jake soothed Brad as he ran two fingers over Brad's hole before pushing them inside to their second knuckle. "Gonna get you nice and wide open so you can take my big dick up in there.  You think you can take it? You think you can get your ass to open up for me?"

"Oh yeah," Brad grunted, pushing his ass back against Jake's fingers. "Finger my hole! God you're getting me so loose! Gettin' me ready for that baby maker!"

Jake worked a third finger along with his tongue into Brad's steadily opening hole' practically putting Brad into spasms. Jake wasn't kidding when he said he'd get Brad loose. Brad had taken big dicks up the ass sure, but three fingers and a tongue was the widest he'd gone and he was loving it. Brad worked his hole, closing it tight around Jake's digits and tongue.

"Fuckin' a!" Jake said as he pulled his tongue from the vise grip. "I've got you open real wide and you can still clamp it down!"

"Put it in me Jake," Brad nearly pleaded. "But that cock up in there!"

Jake stood up and quickly went to his bag where he retrieved a condom. In a flash he tore the package open and rolled the condom down over his cock, the latex making an audible "snap" as it gripped the base of his cock.

"Let's see if this porn star can take my big dick!" Jake grunted as he slowly pushed his cock into Brad's ass, enjoying the resistance.

Wanting to keep Jake hot and cocky, Brad acted like Jake's dick was breaking him in half as it went in. Slowly Jake pushed more and more into Brad, grabbing tight onto his ass as Brad worked to keep his hole extra tight to play into Jake's fantasy.

"Almost got," Jake panted. "The whole, fucking thing," he sighed as he bottomed out, his torso meeting Brad's meaty cheeks. "There we go," he said, rubbing Brad's lower back. "Got it all in baby."

"Feels so fucking big!" Brad moaned. "God I feel so full!"

"Shit," Jake grinned as he pulled slowly out, leaving only his head in. "My cock looks so hot in your fat ass. I got you real full don't I?" He asked as he shoved his dick back in. "You packed full of my dick ain't you?"

"Mmmmhmm," Brad nodded, thrashing his head from side to side. "God it feels so big!"

"Hot damn I needed this!" Jake gritted as he went to work pounding Brad's ass. "Thought it would be awhile before I got to fuck some pregnant ass again. Shit there ain't nothin' like fuckin' a pregnant ass."

"Work that dick!" Brad yelled. Jake was a good fuck and Brad was really enjoying himself. "Ooof!" Brad grunted, leaning down on his left elbow so his right hand could stroke his belly. "The babies are kicking up in a storm in here!"

"No hands!" Jake commanded. "Let me feel that belly of yours," he said.

Brad got back on all fours as Jake reached over and around to stroke the side of his stomach. "Damn they are movin' around a lot," he confirmed. "Always had that affect on my girl too. Got my boy all wild up in there!" He laughed smacking Brad's side. "Feel good don't it?"

"Oh yeah!" Brad purred. It really did. The hard pounding he was getting from behind, the babies moving all around and his hard cock brushing on the bottom of his swinging belly nearly sent Brad over the edge.

"You're telling the truth I see," Jake grunted, reaching between Brad's legs to grab his dick. That caught Brad off guard. Jake got a good hold on Brad's dick and jacked it as he kept his fuck going.

"Oh fuck Jake!" Brad panted. "I'm gonna cum!" He said as he worked his hips and ass.

"Cum all over the bottom of that gut!" Jake yelled. "Cover that shit!"

"Oh! Fuck!" Brad panted as his dick exploded all over the underside of his belly.

"Oh yeah..." Jake cooed. "That's right. Shoot that shit. I'm right behind you baby! Gonna cum all over that ass!" He said as he abruptly pulled out of Brad, tore off the condom and shot another huge load all over Brad's ass. "Fuck! Got your pregnant ass all covered in my shit!"

"Fuck! Fuck!" Brad panted as he felt Jake's hot cum hit him and start running down his ass.

"Damn!" Jake moaned as he milked the last few drops out of his dick, running it over Brad's ample bottom and into his crack. "Look at you! You're all covered in cum!" He said as he rubbed his load all over Brad's cheeks.

"Seriously," Brad panted as he rolled over onto his side, rubbing his load into the bottom side of his stomach. "That was the best fuck I've ever had."

"You're lyin'!" Jake grinned, dropping down onto the bed next to Brad.

"I'm serious," Brad nodded. "That was amazing."

"Thanks," Jake shrugged. "Honestly," he said slowly. "That was easily the best fuck I've ever had too," he smirked. "And that's not the gin talking."

"Better than your girl?" Brad laughed.

"Oh hell yeah!" Jake nodded. "She can fuck for sure but you," he said, laying back on his pillow. "You're on a different level.  Shit," he yawned. "You fucking wore me out!"

"You did the same," Brad chuckled as he yawned too.

"Come here man," Jake yawned around, reaching an arm out for Brad. "Let me rub that belly."

Brad came closer to Jake so the two were spooning, Jake wrapping an arm protectively over Brad's belly, his hand rubbing it slowly. "That's what I like," Jake sighed tiredly.

"Mmm," Brad sighed. "You're gonna put me to sleep."

"That's the idea," Jake yawned.
Chapter 28:

Brad woke up early the next morning with Jake's arm still draped over him. Gently he lifted it off and heaved himself out of the bed.

"Fuck!" Brad whispered as he looked around the room, seeing his clothes scattered about on the floor. In the heat of the moment Brad didn't bother to think how difficult it would be for him to pick them back up. Bracing a hand on his back, Brad kneeled down and picked up his T-shirt, underwear and jeans. "How am I gonna get these back on?" Brad whispered to himself, holding up his jeans. He had laid out on the bed to get them on the night before but didn't want to wake up Jake so he headed for the bathroom.

In the bathroom, he got his feet into the pants and used the wall to brace himself, sucking in as much as he could. He couldn't get the jeans fully fastened but got the bottom two buttons done, enough to keep them up. His heavy stomach draping over the top of the waistband would do the rest of the work.

After throwing his shirt on and locating his sandals, Brad waddled over to the desk and left Jake a note telling him he had a really great time and if business brought him back out to L.A. while Brad was still there, hit him up.

Brad rubbed his butt as he stood in the elevator, waiting to arrive in the lobby. His ass was sore but it was a good sore, the kind of sore after really, really good, passionate sex.

When the elevator opened, Brad stepped out into the lobby. He debated calling Josh to pick him up but decided just to get a cab from the bellboy.

"Morning sir," the bellboy nodded as Brad approached. "How can I help you this morning?"

"Taxi please," Brad smiled.

The bellboy pulled a whistle out of his pocket and signaled for a cab which quickly pulled into the circle and stopped in front of Brad. Brad thanked the bellboy as he opened the door for him and helped him lower himself into the back seat.

Chapter 29:

Brad hit the 8 month mark two weeks after his encounter with Jake. He'd filmed a few more scenes as well as did some photo shoots for magazines, the Web site and his calendar. As he continued to grow and flourish, so did his career. Brad was a huge hit for Swollen Studios and Tim and Pete did all they could to keep their star happy.
Things had gotten back to normal for Brad and Josh too. After a few awkward days , Brad got over his disappointment that Josh only wanted to be friends. Obviously, there were plenty of fish in the sea so why sweat the small stuff and ruin a friendship.

"Man I think you grow a few inches everyday!" Josh laughed as Brad waddled to the car.

"A few inches and a few pounds," Brad chuckled. "'Bout to go find out just what the damage is! Ooof!" He grunted as he got into the car.

A short while later Brad was in Dr. Hamilton's office, back on the scale.

"My, my!" The doctor said as he recorded Brad's weight.

"How much have I gained?" Brad asked.  "I know it's gonna be a lot, I've been eating like a horse lately and growing out of clothes like they're going out of style."

"326 lbs.," Dr. Hamilton announced. "A 29 lb. gain."

"That's good right?" Brad asked, itching his belly. "That's 8 more lbs. than I gained last month."

"Let's check on the babies and we'll see," the doctor said as he helped Brad off the scale. "But yes, that is a very good gain."

Brad got onto the exam table and waited for the verdict as the doctor moved his wand over his massive middle. "Well," Dr. Hamilton smiled. "I'm very pleased. It looks to me that the babies are each around 11.5 lbs. now."

"Wow!" Brad said, looking down at his belly. "That's like a 5.5 lb. gain in one month! Is that normal?"

"With the shot I gave you yes," Dr. Hamilton nodded.

"Well is it going to slow down?" Brad asked, starting to get nervous. "I mean 'cause if they gain another 5 lbs. in the next month they'll be almost 17 lbs. each!"

"Yes the growth should slow down," the doctor smiled.

"You said should," Brad said, narrowing his eyes. You didn't say it would."

"Should, would," the doctor shrugged. "It's hard to say for sure, everyone reacts differently to the shot. I will say though it's highly unlikely the babies would reach 16 + lbs. each," Dr. Hamilton said as he wiped off Brad's belly.

"But you said I'm most likely going to have big babies," Brad reminded him. "And that was before you gave me the shot!"

"Brad!" Dr. Hamilton smiled. "Don't worry!" He said soothingly, running a hand over Brad's middle. "You're under excellent medical care. You're being well taken care of."

"I know," Brad sighed "I'm just nervous. Those lamaze classes really aren't helping much. Everyone there is half the size of me. I feel like a house. And if these guys really are that big, I'm having a c-section!"

"We'll cross that road when we get there," the doctor smiled. "Now I'd like to see you in two weeks, ok?"

"Ok," Brad nodded, getting up from the table to change.
Chapter 30:

The day after his 8 month exam, Brad was due into the studio for his next scene  It was a difficult one for Brad because it called for him being hired out by a gay couple, both of whom wanted to be fucked by a big, pregnant man, and fucking in his condition was quite a task.

After the shot, Brad was leaving the studio when he ran into Andy.

"So," Andy said. "Have you given any more thought to my offer?"

"Actually," Brad grinned. "I have.  I'd like to meet someone if you think you can find anyone who'd be interested in an 8 month pregnant porn star."

"Are you kidding?" Andy laughed. "I told you I'm good at match making. I'll make a few calls and get back to you."

As Brad was driven home by Josh, he smiled, happy at the prospect of meeting someone and having a relationship. Sex was great, actually the more pregnant he became, the greater it was but Brad still hoped for a deeper connection with someone. He wasn't a complete whore...

Tired as he was, when Josh dropped him off Brad found himself once again very horny. Though he had fucked two guys not hours before, the urge to be fucked was nearly driving him crazy.

Brad pulled out his laptop and brought up the browser. He went to www.craigslist.com and selected the "M4M" section. If he couldn't find someone willing to fuck on there, then he had problems

Soon enough he found an ad from a guy, 35, muscular and cute (the ad had a picture) who was looking for a beefy guy with a big bubble butt who wanted to get fucked.  Brad was definitely beefy and definitely had a bubble butt so he quickly emailed the guy to see if he was interested in pregnant guys.

The guy, who's name was Greg quickly responded that he was interested as long as he was cute and into safe sex. Brad responded that he only played safe and he was cute. Not a minute later (gotta love technology) Greg responded back asking for a picture. Brad wrote back that he wouldn't send a picture but he promised Greg he wouldn't be disappointed. "When did I become so bold?" Brad asked himself.

Greg replied that he wasn't usually the type to go on craigslist let alone meet up with someone without seeing their picture but he was really horny. He asked if Brad could host and Brad quickly responded with a yes and gave his address. He added in there that if when Greg got there and he didn't like what he saw, he could go home, no hard feelings. But Brad knew that wasn't going to happen.
Chapter 31:

Half an hour later, there was a knock on the door. Brad grunted as he heaved himself off the couch and waddled over to answer it.

When he got home, he had changed into the loosest pair of sweats he had and hadn''t bothered to put on a shirt. Stepping back slightly to prevent from hitting himself, Brad opened the door.

"Holy fuck!" presumably Greg said, standing on the stoop, slack jawed.

"Greg?" Brad smiled, stepping aside, leaving room for the shocked man to enter.

"Yeah," Greg grinned, regaining his composure. "Shit man you're Brad Bulging!"

"I am," Brad nodded.

"Fuck!" Greg laughed, eying Brad up and down, taking in Brad''s body with lust-filled eyes. "You didn't tell me that online!"

"Didn't want to spoil the surprise," Brad chuckled. "It's a good one right?"

"Hell yeah!" Greg grinned from ear to ear. "Man if you had told me who you were I would've gotten here in half the time!" He laughed. "Probably would've creamed my pants too!"

"We couldn't have that now could we?" Brad asked, raising an eyebrow. "So I take it you know my work?"

"That's an understatement," Greg chuckled.

"You gonna come in?" Brad laughed.

"Oh yeah," Greg smiled, blushing slightly. "Nice place," he nodded as he stepped inside.

"Thank you, one of the perks of the job," Brad said as he shut the door.

"Wow man," Greg said, rubbing his face. "Don't mind me, I'm kinda in shock right now. I can't believe you're you!"

"In the flesh!" Brad winked.

"This is just," Greg began, pausing to give Brad another once over. "I just, this is unbelievable!"

"Well believe it," Brad grinned. "I'm all yours for however long you want. But I should probably tell you something."

"What?" Greg asked, sounding slightly concerned.

"I'm really horny," Brad smirked, walking up to Greg until his belly bumped against Greg''s slightly meaty torso. "Mmm," he cooed, coming in to sniff Greg's nape. "You smell good," he said as he kissed Greg's neck lightly, inhaling his cologne.

"Shit," Greg moaned, running his hands down Brad's belly before reaching around and grabbing his beefy butt through his sweat pants. "I want to but I just can't believe that you're this horny for me," he said as he groped Brad's ass.

"I am," Brad said, between light kisses on his fuck-buddy's neck.

"But you," Greg moaned again, pushing his neck against Brad''s mouth. "You're a porn star! You gotta get all the sex you want!"

"Oh I get a lot of sex," Brad grinned, pulling back to look Greg in the face. "But I could always use more!"

Chapter 43:

Brad was out of bed at 4:30 the next morning, far too early for someone so pregnant. He was dying for a cup of coffee as he showered. He wasn't a morning person and couldn't remember the last time he'd voluntarily gotten up so early.

Tony pulled up right at 6. Brad was already waiting on the stoop, suitcase by his side. Tony quickly jumped out of the car and put Brad's suitcase in the back with his own before coming around to help the obviously very tired Brad into his seat.

"I'm so tired," Brad yawned, leaning his head against the door.

"You can sleep on the plane," Tony promised, rubbing Brad's thigh.

Brad was barely conscious as Tony pulled up to LAX's valet stand. He didn't dare try to get out of the car himself, fearing his sleepy body wouldn't cooperate and he would end up on the ground, so he waited for Tony to come around and assist.

"The one good thing about flying this early," Tony said as he led Brad to the check in counter, arm around his waist. "Is that there aren't any paparazzi."

"Oh yeah," Brad yawned. "That's probably a problem for you."

"Isn't it for you?" Tony asked.

"Eh," Brad shrugged, yawning again.  "Sometimes they get me, but most of the time they leave me alone."

"Lucky!" Tony said, poking Brad in the side of his belly.

"No don't!" Brad said, poking Tony back. "They're still asleep!" He said, rubbing the side of his belly that Tony had poked.

"Oh sorry!" Tony said, bringing his hand down to rub the same spot. "It just looks so pokable!"

"I'll let you poke me later," Brad winked. "When they're awake and if you're a good boy."

"I'll be sure to be on my best behavior then," Tony smirked, crossing his heart.

Chapter 44:

"Ok there's a slight problem," Tony said as he walked out of the car rental place and came up to Brad who was resting on a bench out front with their luggage. "My assistant," Tony groaned, rolling his eyes. "Didn't reserve a full-size SUV like I requested."

"Oh," Brad shrugged. "They gave you something else though right?"

"Yeah," Tony nodded.

"No big deal then," Brad said as he got himself standing. "Where's the car?"

"Ha," Tony chuckled nervously. "Over there," he said pointing to the smallest car in the lineup.

"You're kidding right?" Brad laughed nervously as he started for the tiny car. 

"Nope," Tony laughed back, taking their bags and following Brad. . "I tried to switch but everything else was reserved. I'm sorry, I know it's gonna be a tight fit for you."

"Tight fit?" Brad laughed loudly as they reached the car. "I might not even fit!" He said as he leaned over and looked in.

"I'm sure you'll fit," Tony said as he loaded the bags in the tiny trunk.

"Babe," Brad said, testing the new pet name. "I'm almost the size of the car," he said rubbing his belly.

"You're not that big," Tony laughed as he came around to the passenger side of the car. "On second thought," he said, rubbing his chin, looking Brad up and down.

"Very funny," Brad smirked. "Now all jokes aside, let's see if I actually fit in this little go kart!"

It was a very tight fit but Brad fit if just barely. His belly spilled over his lap in every direction and pushed firmly against the dash even though the seat was as far back on the track as it could go.

"I can't even buckle," Brad noted. "Oh well it's not like I'm going anywhere. I'm pinned down!" He said, stroking his now slightly dented orb.

"I'll drive carefully," Tony said as he pulled out of the lot. "I don't think I'll be able to go very fast with the car so loaded down anyway," he chuckled, patting Brad's wedged bulge. "Where am I heading?"

"Shoot I didn't make a reservation anywhere," Brad said as they pulled onto the freeway. "Head for downtown, that's where all the nice places are."

A 15 minute car ride later, Tony pulled up in front of a nice, downtown hotel he and Brad both agreed upon. It was a struggle, but with the help of the doorman, they were able to free Brad from the confines of the tiny car.

"You made it!" Tony joked once they'd gotten Brad free.

"We're gonna have to find another car," Brad said, shaking his head. "I'm not doing that again."

"Ok," Tony agreed. "I'll talk to the concierge after we check in."

Chapter 45:

Tony and Brad entered their luxurious suite and the first thing Brad did was make a bee-line to the bathroom. The babies being so cramped in the car had decided to start doing a tap dance on his bladder so he really had to go.

"Oooh I feel better!" Brad announced as he waddled into the living area where Tony was watching TV.

"I just thought of something," Tony said, not taking his eyes from the TV. "Did you clear the trip with your doctor?"

"No," Brad said as he eased himself down into a chair. "Guess I should have."

"You should give him a call or send him an email letting him know where you are. Ask him for a doctor's information out here just in case."

"Just in case what?"

"You know," Tony said, taking his eyes off the TV to look at Brad. "In case you need to see a doctor. It's a possibility, I mean you're 8 months pregnant with twins, you never know."

"You're right," Brad agreed. "I'll send Dr. Hamilton an email," he said, picking up his BlackBerry to compose the message. A minute or so later, he announced the message had been sent.

"Now," Tony started. "Have you talked to your dad yet?"

"No."

"You should call him," Tony suggested "Let him know you're here and get the details for the funeral."

"Ugh, do I have to?" Brad whined.

"Yes," Tony said firm but kind. "Nervous to talk to him?"

"A little," Brad admitted. "It's been so long and the last time we talked, it wasn't good."

"Well I bet he'd like to know that you're here," Tony said.

"Can't you call him?" Brad whined some more.

"You want me, your boyfriend to call your homophobic dad who you haven't talked to for what? 8 years?" Tony asked.

"He'll love you!" Brad said. "He was a big fan when you played."

"Well then let's keep my identity be a surprise 'til we actually see him. Might help things go smoother," Tony suggested.

"Another good idea," Brad admitted. "Gosh what would I do without you?"

"Probably fall to pieces!" Tony joked.

"Fine," Brad groaned, picking his phone back up and pulling up his address book. "He's lucky you know," Brad said as he hit send.

"About what?" Tony asked.

"That I had the same number," Brad pointed out.

"Well you're lucky too, 'cause if you didn't you wouldn't know about your mother," Tony pointed out.

"True," Brad agreed as the phone rang.

"Hello?" Came Brad's father's voice over the air.

"Dad," Brad said hesitantly. "It's me, Brad."

"Bradley," his father said gruffly. "I take it you got my message?"

"I did," Brad replied. His dad only called him "Bradley" whenever he was in trouble as a child, he'd since always hated when someone called him that, and he hated that his father had responded to him like that right off the bat. "I'm so sorry."

"She was very sick," his father continued. "For a long time. It was very hard on both of us."

"Dad you should've called me sooner," Brad said. Suddenly he was feeling racked with guilt. "If you needed help I could've..."

"Let's not go there right now," his father interrupted.  "Won't do us much good anyway."

"I'm here," Brad said quickly. "In Buffalo."

"Really?" His father asked, sounding very surprised.

"Yeah, I flew out this morning," Brad told him. "I'm staying downtown."

"Well," his father said, clearing his throat. "I wasn't expecting to hear that."

"You didn't think I'd come to my own mother's funeral?" Brad asked, starting to get an irritated tone in his voice. Tony gave him a calming look.

"It's been a long time since we..."

"It's been 8 years Dad," Brad interrupted. "8 years since you and Mom kicked me out of the house."

"You were 18!" His father said. "It was time for you to go anyway!"

"Well it didn't have to be the way it did!" Brad yelled.

"No," his father said, clearing his throat again. "It didn't." Brad was at a loss of words and didn't know how to respond to his father's last statement. "I'm assuming you want the details on the arrangements?"

"Uh, yeah," Brad said slowly.

"Got a pen?"

"Give me a sec," Brad said, motioning to Tony for a pen and paper. Tony grabbed the supplies from the room's desk and handed them to Brad. "Alright," he said, resting the pad on top of his belly. If it was good for one thing, his belly made a good writing surface, as long as the twins didn't decide to start doing flips. Luckily they didn't.

Brad's father gave him all the information he needed: time, location, etc. before abruptly announcing he needed to go and hung up.

"So," Tony said as Brad put down the phone, resting it on top of his belly next to the notepad. "Sounds like it could've gone a little better."

"Wasn't as bad as I thought though," Brad sighed, leaning his head back against the chair. "God I wish I could have a drink after that though!"

"You're doing the right thing you know," Tony said sweetly, coming over to give Brad a kiss. "If I were in your situation I don't know if I would be able to do this."

"Thanks," Brad said with a small smile. "Without you, I know I wouldn't have been able to do this."

Chapter 46:

Tony left Brad alone with his thoughts, giving him time to settle down and cool off while he went and took a shower. When he got out, he found Brad still sitting in the same chair but looking a little less agitated.

"You up to going out to get something to eat?" Tony asked.

"I am pretty hungry," Brad admitted.

"What are you in the mood for?"

"Anything that doesn't require getting in that joke of a car again," Brad groaned.

"There's a restaurant down in the lobby," Tony suggested.

"Sounds good to me," Brad said.

"Ok just let me get dressed," Tony said, turning toward his packed suitcase.

Brad suddenly woke from his "funk" and realized he'd been talking to Tony who was standing there in just a towel. A few stray drops of water still clung to his shoulders.

"Hey, Brad said.

"What?" Tony asked, turning back to Brad as he put his suitcase on the bed and opened it.

"Come here," Brad said. Tony did as instructed and stood in front of Brad.

"Give me your hand," Brad commanded. Tony obeyed and Brad took his hand, placing it on his crotch.

"What's this?" Tony asked with a smirk.

"Wanna find out?" Brad asked.

"I can tell someone's in a better mood," Tony laughed.

"I am," Brad said with vigor. "You wanna?"

"Let's go eat first," Tony said. "We've got all night for this," he said, stroking Brad's basket.

"Ugh," Brad groaned. "But I'm so hard!"

"I've got the crazy idea that you'll be just as hard after dinner," Tony winked. "Sorry babe, I'm starving and I don't want my hunger to prevent me from giving you the best sex you've ever had."

"The best huh?" Brad asked, raising an eyebrow.

"The best," Tony nodded. "But I need my fuel."

"I could use a refueling too I suppose," Brad agreed. "But let's make it a quick dinner 'cause there's something I'm dying to taste after."
Chapter 47:

"Oh my gosh," Brad groaned as he waddled into the hotel room ahead of Tony. "Why'd you let me eat so many wings?"

"We're in Buffalo," Tony shrugged.

"I think I ate like 2 dozen," Brad said, rubbing his belly. "I feel so bloated!"

"3 dozen actually," Tony chuckled. "But who's keeping track?"

"You obviously," Brad laughed. "Ugh I need to lay down and digest, I can hardly breathe!" He sighed as he fumbled to undo his jeans before easing himself down onto the bed.

"Man look at this thing!" Tony said, lifting up Brad's shirt so it rested under his pecs, exposing his belly that towered over him. "Can I rub it?"

"Sure," Brad smiled, adjusting a pillow behind his beck. "Just rub though, no poking. I feel like I'm about to pop!" He said as he ran a hand over his more than normally bloated belly.

"But you promised I could poke you if I was a good boy," Tony reminded him. "And I've been on my best behavior all day," he frowned playfully as he brought a hand up to Brad's orb, running it over the warm skin.

"Mmm," Brad sighed. "That feels nice."

"Feels nice to me too," Tony said, leaning in for a kiss.

"Oooh!" Brad groaned, bringing his hand up to the other side of his belly. "They're up now!"

Tony reached over Brad's stomach, brushing Brad's big outtie with his elbow as he moved to feel where Brad was rubbing. Brad moved his hand out of the way so Tony could feel the action.

"Wow," Tony grinned as he felt one of the boys push against his hand. "That's so cool!"

"See how cool you think it is when you've got 2 of them in there and they decide to start playing after you just ate 3 dozen buffalo wings," Brad groaned as he brought a hand up to the opposite side of his stomach. "Now the other one's getting in on the action too!"

Tony moved onto the bed so he was straddling Brad's thighs below his belly. He put a hand on each side of the belly, waiting to feel the next move.

"They're really active," Tony noted.

"I know," Brad groaned as a hard kick resonated against Tony's left hand. "I don't think they're too happy with me eating so many hot wings. Oooh!"

"We don't have to have sex tonight," Tony said, rubbing the spot where the hard kick had just come from. "I understand if you're not in the mood."

"I'm in the mood," Brad said honestly. "Heck when am I not in the mood?" He laughed at his own question. "But I dunno about tonight, the wings are doing a number on my stomach," he winced. "And the funeral's tomorrow..."

"Don't worry about it," Tony waved. "We've got plenty of time."

"I feel bad though," Brad frowned. "I promised you and it's too soon in our relationship for me to be breaking promises."

"I'll let you pass this once," Tony smirked. "But don't get used to it," he said, kissing Brad's stomach right above his belly button. "Let's get some rest, we've probably got an interesting day ahead of us."

"Interesting to say the least," Brad sighed. "My Dad doesn't even know I'm pregnant, or that I'm bringing my boyfriend."

"And the babies aren't mine..." Tony pointed out.

"Oh God!" Brad groaned. "I didn't even think about that."

"Well he'll probably just assume they are," Tony shrugged.

"If he asks can I say they are?" Brad asked. "I hate to put you in that position but it would make things a lot easier."

"Yeah we can say that," Tony agreed. "Would be easier than telling your dad the real story."

"Man," Brad laughed. "You sure you know what you got yourself into? I'm a mess right now!"

"You're my mess!" Tony grinned, leaning over Brad's belly to kiss him on the lips.

"Oh man!" Brad said, smacking his forehead. "I just remembered I still don't have anything to wear!"

"Well then let's hit the sack," Tony said. "We're gonna have a lot to do in the morning!"
Chapter 48:

The morning didn't start out as well as Brad had hoped. He and Tony woke up late and didn't have time for breakfast which automatically put Brad in a bad mood. They had to rush to the nearest paternity store to try and find Brad a suit but when they got there they found the selection less than desirable. There were no suits big enough for Brad so he had to go with a white dress shirt, an extra long black tie that would reach his pants, some dark grey slacks and a black cardigan.

They didn't have time to go back to the hotel and change, so Brad had to have all the tags cut off and dress at the store. Tony knew that Brad wasn't in a good mood as they headed to the car, so he tempted fate and tried pointing out one good thing that had happened that morning.

"At least we have a bigger car," he said as he helped Brad into the rented Explorer. Luckily the hotel had a satellite office of the same rental car company they had rented the ridiculously small car through and they had been able to upgrade there.

"Mmm," Brad grunted as he got in. He still wasn't very happy.

"Just a few more hours and we'll be on our way back home," Tony reminded him as he input the church's address in the navigation system.

"Can't come soon enough," Brad said tensely. "What kind of paternity store doesn't have a suit to fit a man expecting twins?!?"

"They did," Tony said. "It just didn't fit you."

"Fuck am I really that big?" Brad asked, smoothing the cardigan over his belly.

"You're pretty big," Tony confirmed.

"Ugh," Brad groaned, rubbing his belly. "And these 2 won't calm down! They're still as active as they were last night!"

"It might help if you calmed down yourself," Tony suggested.

"I know," Brad sighed. "I'm just nervous. And upset. It's finally hitting me that I'm on my way to my mom's funeral."

"Do you have a big family?" Tony asked.

"It was just me and my parents," Brad replied. "My dad has a brother who has 2 kids around my age but I doubt they'll be coming, they all live down in Florida."

"Well then it sounds like your dad will appreciate you being here," Tony said.

"I guess," Brad shrugged. "It's tough though. I know I'd feel guilty if I didn't come but part of me feels guilty being here. When I left here, I told myself I'd never come back and never speak to my parents again."

"You were young when you told yourself that," Tony pointed out.

"And my dad's got a lot on his plate right now," Brad continued. "And here I come, still gay which was what caused all the issues and now pregnant to boot. Really pregnant!" He said emphatically as he looked down at the ball that sat in his lap.

"Honestly, I'm sure your dad is overwhelmed right now," Tony said. "But he wants you to be here. Why else do you think he would've called you?"

"You're right," Brad agreed.

"I know it's not the best circumstances by any means," Tony began. "But this could be the chance for you and your dad to fix your relationship. Is that something you'd want?"

"Yeah but," Brad said. "I don't see how that can happen considering our past."

"People can change," Tony said. "You guys are pretty much each other's only family now. So if you want to fix your relationship, even if you're just considering it, you need to go to him with an open mind. You need to give him a chance."

"Ok," Brad nodded. "Gosh you're good. You should have a TV show or something!"

"Thanks," Tony grinned. "Now I hope you're ready for that chance, 'cause we're here."

Chapter 49:

It was surreal for Brad as he entered his old church.  As he walked in, he saw his mother's casket sitting in front of the alter, a few people standing around idly, before the mass began, one being his father.

Brad gasped quietly as a rush of emotions hit him.  It was all too much and his desire to turn around and leave almost got the best of him, but Tony was right there next to him with his hand around his waist, slowly and gently pushing him forward, forcing Brad on.

There were only 10 people in attendance including Brad, his father, Tony and the priest.  Brad assumed the rest were friends of his parents who he didn't know.

"Is that your dad?" Tony asked, nodding in the direction of a man standing to the side talking to the priest.

"Yeah," Brad said.  "That's him.  Gosh he looks older," he said sadly as he watched his father, who still hadn't seen him.

"You wanna go over and say hi?"

"I need to sit," Brad said, easing himself in the second pew.  "I'm a little dizzy."

"Is everything ok?" Tony asked.

"Yeah I'm fine," Brad assured him with a tight, forced smile.  "This is just overwhelming," he explained as he continued to watch his father.

"You're doing great," Tony said as he took a seat next to Brad.  "It's good you're here," he said as he looked around.  "Not a big turn out."

"Didn't think there'd be," Brad said.  "My parents never were very social people. They were happy just to have each other," he said, smiling at memories.  "And me. Well they used to be."

Brad watched as the priest shook his father's hand and walked to the back of the church.  A piano player came out and took a seat and began playing "Amazing Grace".  Everyone quieted down and Brad's father walked toward him with his head hung low.  He went to the first pew and was about to sit down when he noticed Brad.  A small smile came over his face.

"Brad," he whispered.  "I'm glad you're here.  We'll talk after mass."

Brad couldn't even respond.  It was so strange to be in the same room as his father, he simply nodded.  He looked over at Tony who smiled at him and rubbed his thigh.

Chapter 50:

The mass was short and simple but very nice.  Over the last 8 years he had tried so hard to push the memory of his parents out of his mind but now as he listened to the priest eulogize his mother, he got tears in his eyes.

His mother had been a kind and loving person and had taken great care of him for most of his life.  Sure she and his father had made a terrible error in judgment by disowning Brad but it seemed like his father was now realizing the error in his ways and wanted to make amends.  The prospect that he could once again have a relationship with his father made him happy but also reminded him that he hadn't gotten a chance to do the same with his mother.

After mass, Brad and Tony along with the other attendees followed the casket, Brad's father and the priest out to the small cemetery next to the church.  After a brief ceremony there, the funeral was over.  Brad and Tony hung around toward the back of the group as the rest gave their final condolences to Brad's father before leaving.  Soon just Tony and Brad were left.

"Son, thank you for coming," Brad's father said as he approached, quickly stopping as he saw Brad standing for the first time. "My gosh, you're pregnant! I didn't realize when I saw you in the church!"

"Don't know how you could miss it," Brad joked, looking down at his very obvious bulge.

"I was a little preoccupied I suppose," Brad's father sighed.

"It was a very nice service," Brad complimented.  "Mom would've really liked it."

"I think she would be pleased," his father agreed, his eyes focused on Brad's large belly.

"Dad," Brad said.  "This is my boyfriend, Tony Smith."

Brad's father looked to Tony now for the first time and smiled, extending a hand.  "The Tony Smith huh?" He grinned.  "I'm Stephen."

"Pleased to meet you Stephen," Tony smiled.  "I'm very sorry for your loss," he added.

"Thank you," Stephen nodded. "Wow," he sighed.  "This is quite a surprise. Your mother would've been thrilled a celebrity was at her funeral," he joked.

"Yeah," Brad laughed.  "Mom always enjoyed those celebrity magazines and TV shows," Brad remembered.

"If I recall, Brad's mother always thought you were so handsome," Stephen winked at Tony.

"Ha!" Tony laughed, blushing slightly.

"How long are you two in town?" Stephen asked.

"We fly back later this afternoon,: Tony answered.

"Do you have time for lunch?"

"I think we do," Tony replied.  "Brad?"

"That would be nice," Brad smiled. So far, everything was going well.

"Ok," Stephen smiled.  "There's a great little cafe down the street, want to follow me there?"

Tony and Brad agreed and followed Stephen to the cafe.  They were shown to a quiet table in the back and placed their orders.

"So," Stephen said.  "How long have you two, been um, together?" He asked.

Tony quickly did the math in his head and took the lead on the response.  "About a year," he said.

"Very good," Stephen nodded.  "Have you been pregnant that long Brad?"

"Excuse me?"

"I'm joking," Stephen laughed.  "You're just so big! Seriously though, how far along are you?"

"A little over 8 months," Brad smiled.  "I'm so big because it's twins."

"Very exciting," Stephen grinned.  "You two must be excited!"

Tony looked over at Brad and smiled.  "We are," he confirmed.

"Your mother would've been excited to be a grandmother," Stephen said regretfully.

"Dad," Brad said slowly.  "Listen, I say this with all due respect," he began, looking to Tony for support.  Tony gave him a slight nod to continue.  "I'm glad we're talking now, don't get me wrong, but we can't ignore what happened."

"You're right," Stephen agreed.

"So why?" Brad asked.  "That's really all I want to know is why did you and Mom just kick me to the curb like that?"

"Well," Stephen sighed.  "There's really no good reason.  I think we were just surprised that you were gay.  Speaking for myself, I had no idea that you were gay and to be honest at the time I was disappointed."

"But it's nothing that I could help or change," Brad said.  "And parents are supposed to be accepting of their children no matter what."

"You're absolutely correct," Stephen agreed.  "You have to understand where your mother and I were coming from though.  We're a different generation, we're from small towns, we're..."

"Dad I'm sorry, those just aren't excuses," Brad said.  "Not good enough ones anyway for you to disown me."

"Brad, you're 100% correct," Stephen nodded.  "There's no excuse for what we did. And after awhile, I didn't know what to do," he sighed.  "I didn't know how to get you back."

"All either one of you had to do was call," Brad said.  "That's all it would've taken.  You just had to reach out and take the first step."

"I know," Stephen said, running his fingers through his gray hair.  "I wish it were as easy as it sounded.  I wish I would've done it sooner, and I know your mother felt the same way.  I told her we needed to call you when we found out how sick she was, but she didn't want you to see her like that.  She hoped that you'd remember her in happier times."

"I miss her," Brad said, starting to tear up.  "I miss both of you."

"I missed you too," Stephen smiled, reaching out to pat Brad's hand.
Chapter 51:

"Oh man," Brad sighed as he waddled through the door. "It is so good to be home!"

"Mmmhmm," Tony agreed, following Brad in with their bags. "That hotel bed was comfortable but I can't wait to sleep in my own bed tonight!"

"You're going home?" A surprised Brad asked. "I thought you were going to stay over?"

"One night with me and you're hooked huh?" Tony winked.

"Oh please," Brad rolled his eyes. "But seriously I thought you were going to sleep here tonight?"

"You want me to?" Tony asked as he put the bags down in the hallway.

"Wouldn't ask if I didn't want you to," Brad winked.

"Why do you want me to stay?" Tony asked Brad as he approached, putting his hands around Brad's waist, kissing the nape of his neck.

"Oooh!" Brad purred. "I think you know why."

"Oh yeah?" Tony whispered into Brad's ear. "You think I know why?"

"Yeah," Brad panted, starting to get hard.

"I want you to tell me," Tony said, sticking his tongue into Brad's ear. "Tell me why you want me to stay."

"'Cause I want you to make love to me," Brad moaned, collapsing into Tony's arms. "I want you to fuck me so good I scream."


"Oh!" Tony chuckled. "Now that's a reason to stay!"

"Damn right it is!" Brad said authoritatively. "So what do you say?"

"I think an overnight can be arranged," Tony winked.
"Good," Brad grinned. "Let me take a shower and I'll meet you in bed. You can shower in the guest room if you want, you know, wash the plane ride off."

"Why can't I shower with you?" Tony asked with a fake frown.

"No reason," Brad shrugged. "I like the way you think boyfriend!"

"I do too!" Tony laughed.

As horny as they both were, Tony gave Brad a few minutes alone in the bathroom and shower to "take care of business". Soon though he joined Brad in the shower, each of them soaping each other up, Tony paying particular attention to Brad's belly, making sure to get every curved and bulging inch of it lathered up and clean until it shined.

"You know," Brad said as Tony soaped him up.  "If I didn't know better, I'd say you had a thing for pregnant guys."

"It's just your luck I do," Tony grinned as Brad began paying equal soaping attention to Tony.

"Ever been with a pregnant guy?" Brad asked as he lathered Tony's hard package.

"Once," Tony said. "But he had nothing on you."

"Mmm," Brad moaned into Tony's neck. "Now which head is that talking?" He giggled. "This one?" He asked, running his fingers through Tony's hair. "Or this one?" He asked, groping Tony's crotch.

"Which one would you rather?" Tony laughed.

"At this point," Brad said, kissing Tony on the lips. "I don't care.  Now let's get out of here and fuck!" He said as he reached around and grabbed Tony's ass.

Chapter 57:

"Awesome work Brad!" Pete said, coming up to his pregnant star with a robe and towel. "You too guys," he said, acknowledging the other performers. "Go ahead and take 15 then we'll get started on the next scene."

The 6 men grabbed their own robes or towels and went to grab a bite to eat. Brad envied them silently.

"You were really amazing," Pete grinned at Brad.

"Thanks," Brad nodded as Pete helped him off the ground and into the robe.

"Thought you might want this too," he smiled, handing Brad the towel.

"What for?"

"Your face," Pete chuckled. "You've got cum all over it!"

"Oh shit!" Brad laughed as he took the towel and wiped his face. "I completely forgot! Guess I was really into it!"

"You sure looked like you were into it!" Tim grinned, coming from behind the camera. "I didn't have to give any direction!"

"This is gonna be such a hit and a piece of cake to edit," Pete gushed, taking the soiled towel from Brad. "Shit I don't think I'll even have to make any cuts!"

"I'm that good huh?" Brad joked.

"That good," Tim nodded. "So how are you feeling?"

"I'm feeling good," Brad confirmed. "I'm ready to go whenever you guys are."

"If you need a break it's no problem," Pete offered. Brad was so heavily pregnant now he didn't want to risk putting him into early labor.  Dr. Hamilton had made Pete and Tim promise to keep an eye on Brad and make sure he didn't over do it (too much). Pete and Tim readily agreed. They wanted to keep Brad pregnant, filming and growing as long as possible.

"I'm fine," Brad assured them. "In fact I'm really looking forward to it. Do we have to wait 15 minutes?" He asked with a wink.

Chapter 58:

*Scene

"Alright boys," Dave grinned as the men circled once more around Brad. "Time to get down to business. You ready preggo?"

"Oh yeah!" Brad nodded enthusiastically.

"Get up on here," Dave instructed, pointing to the ottoman.

With some help from DeJuan and Miguel, Brad got on all fours on top of the piece of stuffed furniture, his belly pulling his back into a deep arch. Dave stepped forward and kneeled down behind Brad.

"Hey!" Seth protested. "You said I was first!"

"You will be don't worry," Dave said, licking his lips as he hungrily took in the sight of Brad's big ass. "I'm just gonna get him ready for you!" He said as he dove face first into Brad's butt.

"Oh yeah!" Brad moaned. "Eat my ass!"

Dave grabbed onto Brad's butt cheeks with each hand, opening the pregnancy fattened globes wide, shoving his face in further to get more access to Brad's hole.

"Fuck!" Brad panted. "Oooh!"

"Shit Dave!" Zach laughed. "You're getting him real worked up!"

"Yeah look at this!" DeJuan smirked, walking up next to Brad, reaching below his belly and between his thighs to grab Brad's dick. "He's hard as hell!"

"He looks ready to get fucked if you ask me!" Paul grinned, stroking his own hard cock.

"Is that right?" Dave asked, coming up for air, slapping Brad's ass making it jiggle seductively. "You ready to get fucked?"

"Yes!" Brad grinned, turning to Seth. "Stick that big dick up there!"

"You heard him!" Dave said as he stood and moved out of Seth's way but not before slapping Brad's ass one more time. "He's all yours!"

With a nervous grin on his face and his erection leading the way, Seth stepped behind Brad. With shaking hands, he grabbed onto Brad's ass and was about to enter when Miguel stopped him.

"You need a condom homey!" He laughed. "Don't want him getting pregnant!" He joked as he tossed a condom to the virgin.

"Oh yeah," Seth blushed. He quickly tore the wrapper open and unrolled the condom onto his cock.

"Man you sure you wanna go first?" Paul asked. "Don't you want one of us to show you how it's done?"

"Nah," Seth said, shaking his head. Now that he was wrapped, he was ready to go. "I got this."

Once more, Seth grabbed hold of Brad's ass and eased himself in, gasping as he felt the warm, velvety insides of a man for the first time.

"Shiiiit!" He gritted as he slowly pushed inch after inch in until he bottomed out.

"You like the way my pregnant ass feels?" Brad asked, craning his neck to look at Seth. He was greeted by a huge grin and a nod.

"This feels incredible!" Seth gushed, standing there running his hands over Brad's ass.

"You just gonna stand there or you gonna fuck me?" Brad asked with a wink, tightening his hole around the big intruder.

"Oh my God!" Seth gasped as he felt his pole being worked. "I'll fuck!"

Seth reached forward and grabbed onto what was left of Brad's waist, cramming his hands into the fold of meat where Brad's thick thighs met his ballooning torso and began thrusting in and out.

"Yeah! Work that dick!" Brad cooed, gripping onto the ottoman harder as he was rocked back and forth.

"Shit man!" DeJuan said. "Looks like that boy actually know what he doin'!"

Soon Seth picked up the pace and really went at it, slapping sounds echoing off the walls.

"He's gonna cum!" Paul announced. "Pull out and shoot on his ass!"

Seth pulled out quickly, gasping as Brad's hole kissed the tip of his cock as it dragged out. He tore off the condom and with a couple quick strokes, he shot a hot, massive load all over Brad's back and ass.

"So what did you think?" Dave asked, slapping Seth's bare ass.

"That was," Seth said, gulping in air. "Amazing."

"Of course he's gonna say that," Zach said, rolling his eyes. "That was his first fuck. Time to let someone with a little more experience give this guy a test drive!" He said, walking up to Brad, patting the bulging side of his stomach. Zach slipped on a condom and took Seth's place. "Mmm," he moaned as he slid inside Brad.

"Oooh!" Brad panted as the super thick dick entered.
"Take my fat cock!" Zach yelled, smacking Brad's belly.

"Soo thick!" Brad groaned.

"Soo tight!" Zach groaned back. "Fuck," he panted, looking down between Brad's cheeks as he pulled out. He grew even harder as he watched his piece pull the lips of Brad's hole back with it as he eased out. "I got you really stuffed!"

"Fuck man hurry up!" Paul whined. "You should've gone last, he's gonna be all stretched and loose by the time your done with him!"

"I'll be ok," Brad panted. "I can take a thick cock and be good as new, don't worry," he assured Paul.

"See," Zach panted as he worked his hips. "He'll be fine, he's a pro. Why don't you go 'head and feed him that cock again while you wait for me to finish up back here?"

"Ok," Paul agreed, stepping in front of Brad, stroking his cock. On his thrust forward, Brad took Paul's pink dick into his mouth once more, teasing it with his tongue, coaxing his sweet pre-cum out the tip. "Shit dude hurry up before I bust again down his throat!"

"Fine," Zach conceded, giving Brad a few more jabs before pulling out and tossing the condom. "This ass is gonna be dripping with cum by the time we're all done with you!" He smirked as his hot load joined Seth's on Brad's backside. "Now you can have your go!" He winked at Paul.

Chapter 59:

Brad let out a relieved sigh as he waddled in the front door and closed it behind him. He was exhausted from the long day of shooting and couldn't wait to throw a pair of shorts on and lay on the couch and watch some TV.

Once he changed, Brad plopped himself down on the couch. He listened to the end of the game on the way home so he knew Tony would be on his way over soon. As Brad flipped through the channels, he grabbed his phone and sent Tony a text asking him to pick up some fried chicken on his way.

The TV failed to keep Brad's attention and he fell asleep as he waited for Tony. He stirred gently as Tony opened the door, carrying two buckets of chicken. Tony smiled when he saw his big, pregnant boyfriend asleep on the couch, his arm draped over his bare belly, hand covering his belly button.

Tony put the chicken down on the coffee table and sat on the floor in front of Brad. His hand went straight for Brad's stomach, rubbing the firm, warm dome of life.

"Mmm," Brad moaned.

"Wake up babe," Tony said softly, kissing Brad on the forehead.

"You bring the chicken?" Brad yawned.

"Two buckets," Tony chuckled. "That gonna be enough?"

"I dunno," Brad stretched and sat up. "I'm pretty hungry."

"Me too," Tony said as he reached for a piece of chicken.

"Hold on, who said you could have any?" Brad asked. Tony paused with the chicken mere inches from his mouth. Brad laughed. "I'm kidding, go head."

"Thanks," Tony laughed. "I'll only have a couple pieces."

"Mmm," Brad moaned as he took a bite. "So good!"

"So how was your day?"

"Long," Brad groaned. "How 'bout yours?"

"Same," Tony nodded. They had quickly fallen into a couple's routine. "What was on the agenda today?"

"Um," Brad said, swallowing his bite. "What wasn't on the agenda today?"

"One of those days huh?" Tony smirked, raising an eyebrow. "Tell me about it."

"You wanna hear about it? About me having sex with someone else?"

"Yeah," Tony nodded. "It kinda turns me on thinking about you having sex. Of course I'd rather you were having it with me but you know, sex is sex."

"Well then," Brad said somewhat surprised. "I had sex today. A lot of sex with a lot of men."

"How many?" Tony asked.

"6 guys," Brad said as he started in on his third piece of chicken.

"Tell me about it," Tony said.

Surprised as he was that Tony wanted to hear about his sex filled day, Brad told him all about the scene he'd shot. By the end, both men had raging hard ons.

"So you wanna make it lucky number 7?" Tony asked with a wink.

"I thought you'd never ask," Brad grinned.