Ch. 2

Kiki had taken to sleeping with Lucas because he needed help standing up to use the bathroom. But this night, he couldn't quite get to sleep. Gingerly, as if he wasn't sure Kiki would approve, Lucas laid a hand on Kiki's swollen belly.

Christ! Kiki thought desperately, Maybe Lucas is too young to get the concept of 'just go for it'. If he could have, Kiki would have pulled Lucas' strong hand underneath his shirt and moved it, so that the younger athletic man would be gently rubbing his aching, massive mound. His skin was so tender to the touch that Kiki could hardly keep his own hands off. He couldn't imagine anything more pleasurable than having Lucas' gentle hands touch him there.

The babies fidgeted irritably, and Kiki lost his breath as they compressed his lungs. His ribs hurt as they kicked them, but they seemed to calm down with Lucas' hand.

Coyly, Kiki said, “It's okay, you know.”

Lucas paused, and almost took his hand away. He thought about the words. “It is?”

“Yes,” Kiki said, “Actually, it feels good.”

Lucas' big hands both went to Kiki's stomach. Still over his t-shirt, Lucas rubbed a little bit. Kiki experienced a great amount of pleasure, and relief as the babies calmed down.

“Uhmmm...” Kiki murmured, smiling. He pulled his shirt out from underneath Lucas' hands. Touching Kiki's bare belly, Lucas paused for a moment.

“Come on,” Kiki purred encouragingly. At times Lucas was so upfront and assertive. Sometimes, he was far too gentle and meek - and Kiki just wanted to get touched.

Lucas ran his hands over Kiki's sensitive belly, and the pregnant man's body heaved once with pleasure. Lucas pulled his hands away. “Did I hurt you?”

Kiki took a deep breath and laughed a little. “Huh? Hell no. Don't be nervous, Luke. Do you like touching my pregnant belly?”

Lucas looked at Kiki with a strange fearlessness in his eyes. It almost confused Kiki, who had seen him as so nervous just a moment ago. “I might get too turned on,” Lucas said, his voice low. “You're enormous, and you're so delicate.”

“I'm not delicate,” Kiki grumbled. “I'll only have this big stomach for a little while longer, Luke. And I want you to touch it.”

The room was quiet for a moment. Kiki looked up at Lucas, who had propped himself up on an elbow. The younger, stronger man slowly put both his hands on Kiki's bare belly and started to explore the surface.

“Mmmmh...” Kiki sighed, relaxing into his pillow. “You can do whatever you want, Lucas. Just be gentle.”

The other boy grunted in understanding and kissed Kiki's swollen naval. Kiki moaned at this, his sensitive skin tingling. His cock sprung up almost immediately, and he clutched the sheets beside him. Lying on his side like a down cow, Kiki made a low noise and breathed, “Yeah... kissing is... good.”

Lucas glanced up, then applied another wet kiss to Kiki's popped belly button. He opened his mouth and dragged it along the large, smooth belly. Lucas thought about how he had helped Kiki put on cocoa butter every day to avoid stretch marks. Sometimes, after rubbing the cocoa butter on Kiki's stomach, Lucas would have to go jack off. Now he was so hard kissing and licking Kiki's mound, he thought he might cum already.

Lucas raised himself a bit and noticed Kiki's situation. Kiki wore the white t-shirt which was pulled up to his chest, and no underwear. Lucas played with Kiki's throbbing dick in his hand and lulled, “Did that feel good?”

Kiki was taking shallow breaths, his eyes closed. He made a humming noise: “Mmmm...” as Lucas played with his cock. As he became more aroused, a contraction built up and tightened his entire lower body.

“Oooooohhh,” he moaned, holding the side of his stomach with one hand.

Lucas was beside him because Kiki was lying on his side even to receive the handjob, but he recognized the contraction. “You okay?”

“Oooohhhmmm... yeah, uhhhh, I'm okay... mmmmmm...” he moaned and then threw up his hand. “D-don't stop...”

Lucas only had to play with Kiki for a moment more before the pregnant man burst and came all over the bed. Kiki groaned through another strong contraction: “Gnaaahhhh...” and panted. Lucas put his cum-covered hand on Kiki's thigh and slid it up the side of his gargantuan belly and to his shoulder.

“Jesus Lucas,” he said, “That was fucking great.”

Lucas beamed. “Good, I'm glad you feel good.”

“I think I need to relax,” Kiki whimpered, “I'm having contractions from this.”

Lucas' face scrunched up a bit, and he tentatively said, “Well... okay, I guess.”

Kiki opened one eye and sighed. “Oh, Luke. Oh, I'm sorry. Let me take care of you...”

“No, I got it. Don't worry, angel.” Lucas said, waving it off. “I'll go beat off in the bathroom. Get some sleep.”

Kiki almost protested, but he fell into a deep slumber, relaxing his cum-covered body out of it's contractions and into peaceful oblivion.

edit: actually, how about this -- i will update with a new chapter when i get a decent review. it doesn't have to be long, but it has to actually say something other than "cool" or "that sucks". why? i like the dramatic pause between chapters.

once i have a review, i'll update. the next few chapters are already written

Ch. 5

“Lucas!!” Dread had befallen Kiki when he heard the front door close. His eyes moved with fear to Dom's face.

“Remember how much fun we had?” Dom asked poisonously.

“Fun? You used to hurt me so bad, I fell for anyone who wouldn't.”

“Yeah. Fun.” Dom shrugged his shoulders. “Look, Kiks. If you let me fuck you, I won't have to make you let me fuck you. Either way, I get to fuck you. It was totally the deal.”

“Go to hell,” Kiki growled. Another contraction hit him and he dropped his head onto the pillow, producing a long grunting noise: “Gnnnnnnnnnnn...”

“It'll take your mind off of things,” Dom continued. “I think you look so sexy pregnant. Man am I sorry I let you walk away.”

Kiki panted and grunted again. “Uuuughhh,” he moaned. All he was wearing was a white t-shirt. It was what he always wore to bed. Dom was at the foot of the bed, and in one swift motion, he pulled all the blankets off.

“No! Dom! Please, come on man, you're going to rape me? I'm in labor, don't do it...”

“Are you... trying to appeal to my sense of humanity?” Dom laughed a little. “Come on. I'll make sure we don't hurt the kid.”

Kiki was so terrified of being badly hurt that he let Dom manhandle him. Dom turned Kiki over and pulled him onto all fours. Kiki's back was caving in, and the bed was pressing against his enormous belly. He groaned in agony as Dom took hold of his hips from behind.

“Miss my cock, you little slut?” He asked happily.

Kiki moaned like a whale, throbbing with labor pains. His ass was incredibly sensitive, and as soon as Dom started to touch him, Kiki was hard and enduring another contraction.

“Mmmmmm, goooooood,” he moaned, “Doomm, you need to let me see Lucas...”

“Not a chance, preggo.” Dom thrusted inside of Kiki, who hollared out and groaned with gargantuan pleasure and pain. His dick sprayed all over the sheets and his thighs and belly. The entire mound began heaving, and Kiki moaned, “Uuuuuuhhhhhhhh,” as Dom continued to fuck him.

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“No!” Cera said frantically, hopping along next to Lucas.

“I'm just going to check. I thought I heard Kiki's voice, and I want to make sure he's okay.”

“Don't go in there!”

Lucas took out his keys and fiddled with them in the latch. Cera looked anxiously from the lock to the door, and as soon as Lucas swung it open, a murmur of agony flooded out: “Mmmmmmnnnnghhhh!”

Ch. 8
for some reason, i like to type out the sound i imagine of someone moaning. i know it's weird haha, deal with it

“Mmmmmmmmhh... mmmmmmmmhh... mmmmmmmmmhh...” Kiki was handling the contractions as well as he could be expected to. Lucas sat up against the headboard of their bed, and held Kiki between his legs. Kiki was half lying down, his head resting on Lucas' lower chest. They had propped up some pillows beneath Kiki's back to take the pressure off.

Although it made him need to piss very badly, Kiki was receiving immense relief from Lucas massaging his uterus. With one hand, Lucas gently kneading Kiki's fluttering and tight underbelly. With the other hand, he had begun rubbing aromatherapy oils on Kiki's enormous stomach. With every breath, Kiki's mound rose up very high. His breathing had become more regular thanks to the oils.

Kiki turned his head and gently bit Lucas' chest with his side teeth. “I love you,” he breathed.

Lucas flattened the hand he held to Kiki's uterus and applied careful pressure. Kiki moaned shakily in exhausted pleasure: “Ooooohhhmmmmmnnnh...” as his entire lower body tightened again. “Ugh... ugh...” His belly heaved and Lucas continued to smear the oils down it, concentrating on the left side. He felt a couple baby feet up against his hand.

“I'm going to check your dilation,” Lucas said softly.

Kiki just nodded, and released a low humm, putting his hand over his tight oily heap.

Lucas moved the hand on Kiki's uterus down, and as soonas the uterine massage stopped, Kiki's entire lower body became much more tense. “Mmmf,” he grunted, “Uuuuuughhhhh... uuuughhhhh... mmmmmm... nnnhhhhhuuughhh...”

“You're about six centimeters.” He started to rub Kiki's uterus again. “It's okay, baby. I'll keep making you feel good.”

“Nnnngh... oh, Luke... Auuuughhh...” he made a rumbling noise, then burped. He cried a little. “I'm falling apart...”

“Does this feel good?” Lucas started kneading into Kiki's underbelly again, and the pregnant man oinked in a bit of shock and squealed with pleasure. Lucas observed: “Your belly is dripping with these oils.”

Kiki took a deep breath and nuzzled Lucas' chest. “Is it sexy?”

“More than anything.”

With a tired smile, Kiki asked, “Could you give me...” pant, “...a blowjob?”

The immense pressure build up and tightness that came as a result of Lucas ending the uterine massage was only tolerable to Kiki because he wanted something much better. Lucas set up pillows against the headboard and gently leaned Kiki back. He had to sit up because he couldn't lay on his back. He panted heavily, and with another contraction, he moaned: “Hhhhhmmmmmmmghh,” and laced his fingers underneath his belly, pulling it back to relieve some of the pressure.

When he pulled his belly off his lap, his cock sprung up. Lucas thought he might drop his load again, but another contraction picked up right after the last, and Kiki pulled the belly up with even greater force.

Lucas started going down on the man and Kiki's groans filled the room. The intense pleasure he was feeling due to his heightened sensitivty rocked his body. “Mmh-gaaaaaaaaaaaaaa...” he cried, “Fuck, I... mmmmmmmmmm...”

Kiki's throbbing cock exploded almost immediately in Lucas' mouth. “Aaaauuughhh!” Kiki moaned for a very long time, panted, and moaned again. Lucas sat up and leaned forward, kissing Kiki's oily stomach. The oil dripped down to Kiki's thighs and the bed. “Ooooooooooh... Uuuuuuuuhh...”

“Kiks?”

“Mmmmmmm... Mmmmmm...” he gingerly set his stomach back down into his lap.

“What Dom did was really fucked up,” Lucas said.

Kiki nodded.

Of course, this bothered Lucas, who hung his head, ready to end the conversation. But Kiki sensed the younger man's distress and said, “At times... it almost... felt nice...”

“Really?”

“MMMmmmmmmmauuughhh.... fuuuuck, Luke, ahhhhhh...” he drawled. When he was breathing again, he tried to continue. “I just... wished it... was you...” Kiki knew that these were the exact words Lucas wanted to hear. This time, Kiki wasn't going to make Lucas pleasure him with no reciprocation.

Besides, thought Kiki - sex will ease the labor pains. There was sex standing, but Kiki wasn't up for that. Instead, he opted for the easiest way. Although Lucas wanted him on all fours, Kiki insisted all he could handle was lying on his side while being fucked.

With great enthusiasm, Lucas went to find his best lubricant as Kiki tried to adjust himself into the lying down position. The hardest part about lying down was that he could only lie on his side, and he had to rest one thigh right on top of the other. He was already dilating pretty far, and it was ridiculously uncomfortable for him to press his legs together. When he lied down, he bent both his knees, and rested one leg entirely on the mattress, standing the other leg up. It did turn his asshole to face the mattress, but Lucas could take hold of his hips and maneuver him. Kiki had just needed to find a way to keep spread.

Lucas came back and lubed up. He did what Kiki expected him to - took hold of Kiki's widened hips and swung them out so he could gain easier access. Kiki held onto a pillow and breathed into it through all the cramping, and moaned out loud when Lucas shoved all the way into him.

“OOOooooooaaaoohhhmmmmnnnn... Haaaaa... Aahhhhah... haaah, haah, haah,” he panted heavily, then grunted very deeply, his orifice dilating another couple centimeters within a minute. While Lucas fucked Kiki, he fingered him a bit and checked his dilation.

“Eight... centimeters... baby,” Lucas said as he thrusted into Kiki.

“Ooooooooooh...” Kiki's entire body trembled from the sex and birth. His sleek black hair was plastered to his forehead with sweat. He gripped his belly, which was being bucked back and forth at an uncomfortably rapid pace. The oil made it a difficult grip. As Lucas came, Kiki had the intense urge to push. “GGGGGNNNN,” he strained loudly, suddenly gripping his thighs.

Lucas panted for a moment, and said: “Kiks... don't push!”

“Gnnnnaghhh...” Kiki's body heaved heavily. Lucas checked him; the water bag was sloshing out from inside of him. Lucas pulled Kiki's upright leg a bit farther back, and the bag ruptured and broke all over the place.

At the same time, Kiki came hard. “NNNnnnnnnhhh,” he moaned, pushing down. He opened up more and Lucas tried to encourage him not to push.

“L-Luke I...” He choked a little, “I'm...” with his next contraction, he opened his legs as wide as possible and finished dilating. He pushed down hard, pissed himself, and almost evacuated his bowels.

Lucas said, “Okay, okay, we're sitting you up.”

Kiki was heaved into the sitting position. “Mmmmmmmnnngh,” he moaned, and then started pushing down again. He was slowly taking a shit, and quickly - much rougher than he should have - Lucas pulled Kiki out of bed.

As soon as Kiki stood up, his enormous belly dropped considerably. “AH!” He shouted as this happened, and pissed himelf again, all over the floor. Lucas was trying to walk Kiki to the bathroom, but they were too late, and Kiki had evacuated his bowels by the time they got to their bedroom door. He started crying and apologizing.

“It's okay. It's no problem, baby,” Lucas said desperately. Kiki was not finished yet. It was gruesome. He clutched Lucas' neck and right there in the middle of the floor, squatted down and finished peeing onto the carpet. “Nnnnnnggh,” he was grunting, pushing down the first baby into his birth canal.

Now, it was a serious matter. The first baby had successfully entered the passage to delivery. Kiki took a sharp breath. “Oh god it burns!” His words were followed by a large contraction, during which he pushed down as hard as he could, clutching Lucas' neck for support.

Lucas held him by the hips. Kiki was too large to hold the small of his back from the front. Kiki grunted and groaned again, and pushed down, squatting very deeply. Lucas went down with him, until it was evident that Kiki was trying to get to the floor.

“No, baby,” Lucas said, pulling him back up. Kiki moaned in agony. “You can't sit down here.” He forced a few more steps towards the door, but Kiki couldn't push his legs together in the least.

They took the miserable step into the hallway, and Kiki grunted a couple times, losing focus. “Ughn... ughn... ughnughnughn...” Then bore down, despite the terrible burning, and let out an awful scream.

His body sunk, and Lucas was afraid to debate what Kiki's body should be doing. He melted to the floor with the pregnant man. Kiki wound up with his neck against the wall and his legs bent and upright, spread, pushing. “AAHnnnGAAHHNNnnn...” He strained, grasping at the carpet.

Lucas could see the head crowning, and was ready for Kiki to give birth, but the man didn't like the position. He awkwardly fell to lying on the ground on his back, screamed at the unbalanced discomfort of it, and rolled onto his side, legs still bent and spread like they had been before.

“MMM... aahhhh, fuuuck!” Kiki pushed hard. A large part of his mound had moved down into his underbelly, but was not moving anymore. With Lucas' help, he picked himself up a little, getting on all fours. His back caved in but that was the least of his problems. “AAUUGHHH...”

He spread his arms out in front of him and raised his rear end. He spread his knees as far as he could, and pushed a few times before patting the floor in front of him.

Unsure, Lucas went to kneel by Kiki's head. Kiki held Lucas' knee with one hand, then seemed to try and pull himeslf up. Lucas took Kiki under the arms and lifted his front up so that he was standing on his knees.

“AAAUUGHHHHH... MMMM... Ungh! Ungh! Ungh! UUUUnnnnghh!” With gravity on his side, Kiki tried to push down. His cock was throbbing hard again. The mound moved down until the very top of a hairy head was emerging from Kiki's gaping orifice.

“This is it!” Lucas said with amazement. “You've almost birthed the first one!”

and i guess i'll post another chapter, shame to stop it here.

Ch. 9

Josiah had chosen a little red house at the end of a lane, which was where many things would happen. Kiki an Josiah would endure many fights. They would relive bad memories, even some good ones. Kiki would get pregnant on one of the only truly romantic nights they had together. He'd suffer awful depression throughout his first trimester, and it would get worse when Josiah said he was planning to work on an oil plantation.

But then, in the little red house, Kiki would be placed under the care of Lucas, who was perfect. Lucas was attractive and young and smart and funny, and they had a great connection. Luckily for them both, Lucas was very much into pregnancy and birthing, and so Kiki felt less embarrassment than he would.

But in the hallway of that little red house, as Kiki tried pushing out his first child, he wouldn't have had the energy to be embarrassed if the pope had arrived.

Pushing hard, Kiki got the head of the first baby out. His breath caught, and he leaned weakly into Lucas, still on his spread knees. He rested his head on Lucas' shoulder.

“Are you okay?” Lucas asked softly, rubbing the back of Kiki's head.

Panting, Kiki said, “Help me...”

Kiki wanted to get off his knees and onto his feet, and squat down all the way. He just had to switch the position of each of his legs. Lucas helped him, and in his new position, Kiki was able to open much wider. The unstoppable urge to push came, and Kiki gargled in pain as the shoulders passed through his tight birth canal.

“Here he is!” Lucas yelled. Kiki draped his arms around Lucas' shoulders as the younger man reached down and gently pulled the slippery body from Kiki's. The sensation of a warm wet baby slipping out from between his legs made Kiki gasp, and once Lucas had taken it out, Kiki completely collapsed backwards.

With a great deal of concern, Lucas almost dropped the baby. “Kiki! Holy shit!” He broke the umbilical cord and held the pink baby in one arm. First, he rolled Kiki's massive heaving body on it's side. Kiki was in shock, unable to respond or even think.

He showed Kiki the first baby. “Look what you made,” he nearly whispered.

And from shock, from sure failure, Kiki emerged. Emotion slowly trickled into his face. There were tears in his eyes. Then, Kiki Ramano was laughing.

haha okay well that's a review, i'll post a chapter for it. thanks everyone. keep them coming, if there's something you don't like in the story i'd like to hear that too (although i prolly won't change it)

authors note: this chapter doesn't have anything sexy in it, but it's setting up for the next few chapters, in which crazy things happen to kiki while he gives birth.

Ch. 10

Dom Whitney flinched as he paced back and forth in his run-down studio. The sound of his daughter wailing like a hyena was making his skin crawl. Cera held the baby girl and shushed over and over again, but the baby wouldn't stop crying.

“Do you know what I hate about that asshole?” Dom asked through clenched teeth.

“Which asshole?”

“Kiki Ramano,” Dom said, stopping in his steps. Even in his own home to his loyal girlfriend, he knew better than to mention the man who was practically a teenager and who had beaten him up and scared him off.

“Why do you hate Kiki Ramano?”

Dom turned to the girls. “His fucking sense of humor.”

“What do you mean?”

“One time I lost my temper and hit him with a chair,” said Dom. “We were freshmen in high school. He came to class stoned, and I had never gotten stoned. I was so mad that he'd done it and I hadn't. And that he smoked outside, without telling me about it.” Dom shrugged his shoulders and laughed a bit. “He came to my house after school that day and I clocked him with a fucking chair.”

Cera pulled her tit out of her shirt and started feeding the baby. Their daughter had teeth, and was almost a year and a half old, but breastmilk was cheap.

Dom continued, speaking mostly to himself. “I remember when he came to, he started laughing. He said: Everything that hurts ends well.”

Cera squeezed her own breast to produce milk for her baby. She was running dry. “How did that end well?”

Dom said, “It didn't. He left me.”

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“Well yeah, it's typical for babies to have ten fingers and toes, but I'm telling you Kiks, dude, this little guy has the best ten fingers and toes.”

Kiki was doing his best to rest. He smiled weakly at Lucas, who held his son as if it were his own. He didn't feel up to talking; anything, any small vibration in his body, might change the state of relaxation he had reached. He felt deep cramps throughout his entire lower body, but there were no contractions at all. His body had changed, and he was only about 3 cm dilated. His ass, on the other hand, had dilated more, and was also 3 cm.

Kiki just pushed his fingers forward a little bit to Lucas' leg to establish the slightest human contact. At this, Lucas turned his attention from the baby and looked on with concern at Kiki.

“Hey,” he said gently, “You did a great job.”

Kiki smiled again.

Lucas got off the bed and took the baby to the bonnet. He tucked the little guy in, and went back to where Kiki was lying. He lied down to face Kiki, and ran his fingers down his ghostly pale face. “I know it was hard,” he said softly, “But that's the healthiest baby I've ever seen.”

The pregnant man's eyes sparkled a little bit, and then he closed them and took a deep breath. When he opened them, he was smiling again. “Everything that hurts ends well,” he said.

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“You seen him. It's like he's laying dinosaur eggs,” Dom said, wriggling his fingers spookily. “I'll bet you anything it takes him at least a couple days. He's at his most vulnerable right now.”

Cera didn't mention that Lucas was always in the same room, she just nodded in agreement.

“And that asshole has to learn when something's not funny.”

“So what are we going to do?”

Dom suddenly grinned. He took a deep breath, and nodded his head. “I know,” he said. “Let's steal their firstborn kid.”

haha wow thanks Bells. glad you liked the first birth, but the third is the best. major plot twist. but first let's get past this second birth...

Ch. 11

“Lucas?”

“Yeah?”

“I don't think I can be with Josiah anymore,” said Kiki earnestly, his hand rubbing his big belly. “I don't think it's right.” He was in bed again, on his side, wearing clothes for the first time all day. It was only his white t-shirt, and was already beginning to soak with sweat. Somehow, Kiki had found comfort in it.

Lucas looked at Kiki for a very long moment, but didn't say anything

“Well...” Kiki continued, furrowing his eyebrows awkwardly, “I think I love you.”

The mood of the room was strange after Kiki said it. Lucas continued to stare at him silently, his eyes soft, his lips closed. Kiki's breath became heavier, and picked up an undertone which became a low grunt as a contraction rocked through his body. He closed his eyes and tried to relax his body.

At this point, the contractions weren't as painful as they were uncomfortable. But the discomfort was almost worse than pain - it was maddening. Kiki squirmed, moving as much as his massive body would allow him to. “Mhmmmmmmmm,” he moaned lowly, and exhaled a heavy breath. “Ahh gnnnnnnnnnhhh...”

His breath was still heavy and sharp as the contraction released him. He kept his eyes shut tight until he caught his breath.

Although labor was picking up again, at least Kiki had been given the chance to get clean and rest. He had slept for a few hours, even to the point of snoring. As soon as Lucas had seen the slightest heave in Kiki's gargantuan belly, he had moved across the room and rubbed it, almost not touching his skin. The remaining offspring had been comforted and not kicked Kiki awake.

And although he eventually needed to wake up, at least labor was restarting slowly.

Kiki opened his eyes and loosened the muscles in his body. When he saw Lucas, who had simply continued to stare at him, he smiled a little. Not bothered in the least by the young man's silence. “We have a hot tub outside, you know.”

Lucas twisted his mouth up, then dropped his hands into his lap. “I thought that old thing was broken.”

Kiki smiled again, raising his eyebrows. “It is.”

Finally, Lucas grinned as well. He rose to his feet and walked over to the bed, and Kiki turned his neck to keep eye contact. Suddenly, he needed more oxygen. His body tightened and he was thrown into another one - “Mhmmmmmm...”

Lucas lied behind Kiki and draped his arm over the swollen stomach. He kissed Kiki's sweaty neck. “Do you want me to fix the hot tub?” He asked quietly.

Kiki grunted a couple times as the contraction weakened. “Mmugh, ugh, ugh,” but it came back twice as strong and he strained “Nnnnnnnnnnnnghhh!” and lifted his left leg up, revealing raw and pulsating skin that made up his genitalia. Lucas worked his hand over the inner thigh of Kiki's bottom leg, massaging and trying to relieve pressure. Kiki strained with that noise: “Nnnnnnnngh!”, moaning it for about ten seconds before taking a brief break to pant and heave.

When the contraction lasted much longer than the ones before, Lucas' hands started roaming Kiki's body, looking for the magic places. Massaging Kiki's back did little good now, and when he touched Kiki's bulging uterus it made the contraction stronger. Lucas was a bit terrified as he realized there was nothing he could do to help Kiki.

When Kiki's contraction was over, he slumped back against Lucas and tried to catch his breath. He put his hands over Lucas' and moved them onto his big pregnant belly. He made Lucas rub him over his white t-shirt.

Over the past couple days, Lucas had moved beyond that. Assertively, he removed his hands from Kiki's and pulled his shirt up. Kiki smiled a little as Lucas began fondling the bared belly. Kiki grunted with pleasure and effort, and Lucas sat up and leaned over Kiki, started to kiss his sensitive skin.

“Oh, Luke...” Kiki murmured, tangling his fingers into Lucas' hair. “GghnnaaaAAAaaaAAAaaa,” he moaned, his belly tightening underneath Lucas' mouth. Lucas put one leg over Kiki's lower body so he sat above him, and helped him gently rock his hips. It was difficult for Kiki lying on his side.

“I'll roll you over,” Lucas breathed.

Kiki grabbed Lucas' wrists. “No! Not on my back...”

“It'll be okay,” Lucas whispered, “Trust me.” He held the base sides of Kiki's enormous bulging belly, and slowly rolled him onto his back. Kiki panted, then started to groan loudly: “GnnnnaaaAAH!” he groaned in pain. Lucas held the tremendous belly upright. Kiki could barely stand the position. He panted and started to cry, as if being tortured. “Lucas, please, please, lie me back d-d... mmmmmmmhhooooooOOOOooooOOOO...” he moaned, and then his body started to shake with sobs.

“It's okay,” Lucas comforted again. Kiki felt the infants completely readjusting inside him, and it hurt worse than anything he had experienced. The next child seemed to be aligning itself to enter his birth canal. Kiki had almost forgotten that soon, he would commence simple labor and begin birthing again.

“Anngghhhh!” he moaned, then was immediately thrown into a pattern of deep, primitive grunts. “Nngh, nngh, nnghnnghnnghnngh...” He was able to lift both his legs off the bed and pull them back. He was dilating again, and was up to 5 cm. “Nnnnnghhh,” he strained.

Lucas knew lying on his back was hard for Kiki, but it was making labor much easier. He gripped Kiki's widening hips and began to move them in gentle circular motions. Kiki held his stomach upright, straining constantly.

When he finally got a break from the neverending contraction, Kiki panted heavily and Lucas said - “I'll go fix the hot tub.”

“No!” Kiki moaned, “Not now, Luke... I'm birthing right now...”

“You're only about five centimeters, Kiks,” Lucas said, rubbing Kiki's exposed inner thighs.

Kiki shook his head and moaned, “NNnnngggAAAAaaaahhh...” During his strained effort, he managed to choke out: “Checkagain,” quickly and almost inaudiably.

“I checked just a couple minutes ago,” Lucas said, worrying about Kiki's strain. He rocked the pregnant man's hips some more, and the mound moved down Kiki's body. “Uuuuuuuughhhh...”

Lucas finally decided to check again, for Kiki's peace of mind if not anything else. “Holy shit! You're fully dilated!”

Kiki nodded as if to say that's what I've been trying to tell you! but was too busy fawning his next child. Lucas noticed that he could be most helpful by holding Kiki's belly upright. Kiki strained and pushed, “Nnnnnnghhhh!” and every time he bore down, he shifted his body up, then pushed his entire frame down.

The next time he got a break from his contraction, he panted madly and finally pushed Lucas' arms away. He collapsed onto his side.

“No! Kiki, you're ready! Your second water bag is about to break!”

“Too tired,” Kiki grunted. His top leg was bent and upright, and Lucas reached forward and started massaging Kiki's bulging uterus. Kiki looked irritated at first, and almost opened his mouth to tell Lucas to let him rest, but the massage was making him contract again and he moaned.

“Come on,” Lucas encouraged.

“S-stoooooop,” Kiki moaned, “Ooooooh...”

“Do you want me to go and fix the hot tub?”

Kiki clutched Lucas' wrist. “Don't you dare.”

“Come on, then.”

With a deep breath, Kiki nodded. Lucas helped him roll back onto his back.