Fate- Part 8

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The next few days were crazy. Nathan and Tom were doing really great as parents but I guess it was to be expected since they had a lot of practice with Nick, Rick and Patrick. Even then, Luke and I had to help them a lot because it was overwhelming for them to do everything on their own. It’s not the same to have little brothers to take care of and leave the dirty diapers to dad, than having to change the dirty diapers. They learned first hand that babies are not just cute and sweet but also really challenging. Tom usually had the hardest part because he also had to breastfeed the twins and he said it was uncomfortable but somehow sweet.

As the days passed, my pregnancy was going perfectly fine. It was literally as good, and as bad, as the first one so I don’t have a lot to say about it. Luke was annoyingly overprotective and it got me really mad sometimes. Regan and Peter were constantly on top of me trying to rub my belly and talk to the babies. Nick, Rick and Patrick were hungry all the time and only stopped their crying when they had my nipples in their mouths. I’ll be honest, the pregnancy was fine but my family, everything about them, was overwhelming. Obviously I tried to deal with it all because I knew I was just hormonal and moody because of the pregnancy but there were some days when I wanted to run away from everyone and just have some rest. I hated to feel like that because it reminded me of my ex-wife but I wasn’t leaving my family, I just needed to relax. But it was impossible.

So, a few weeks after Tommy’s and Nate’s birth, everyone was getting ready for school and considering I had a big belly and big pecs, I decided to stay home with the 5 babies while all the boys went with Luke to get the things they needed. Nathan wasn’t that much of a problem since he was used to his life as a college guy but Tom was so nervous that he made me want to be deaf to not hear about his fears. Don’t get me wrong, he had the right to be nervous considering his freakness and the fact that he had just given birth, but I was pregnant and moody so I found it really annoying.

Tom had managed to get into Nathan’s college but without a scholarship so Luke was paying for his whole tuition. Tom was against it initially but we insisted and as part of the family, it was only logical for us to pay for everything he needed. The main problem was that Tom thought it was too soon to go back to a regular life because he still had a big set of pecs and some extra pudge around his waist. Again, he had the right to be scared but it was pretty annoying.

We wanted him to get a degree and he wanted it too but he was just afraid, so we made a deal. He would go to college, get good grades and we would pay for all the things he would need. I told him that for me to allow Nathan to be with him, the both of them would have to get good grades. That sealed the deal, Tom said he would graduate with honors as long as he was with Nathan. I just laughed and promised I would take care of Tommy and Nate whenever it would be necessary so he could focus on his classes and homeworks. Tom nodded and smiled. He was the sweetest guy ever, he was even better than my own sons sometimes but he was just scared of people finding out he had been pregnant. Totally understandable but he really needed to try to get a normal life even with the milky pecs on the way.

On the other hand, Regan and Peter were doing as good as kids their age could do. They had been at the top of their respective classes, they were doing amazing with sports and at home they were good kids too. The only problem with them was that they acted like the both of them were 10 or 12 years old. They were always having arguments about little things and they were so intense when the babies were involved. Some days they even raced to take care of the triplets or Tom’s twins. It was sweet and you’ll think I’m overreacting but it was pretty overwhelming sometimes. They had so much energy to do so many things and they were always trying to do so much while I just wanted to relax. I really wanted to hide from them for a while. I know I sound like a terrible father but you can’t imagine how stressful it was for a pregnant man like me to have a whole family behind you trying to help you or complaining about anything. Now I understand that I have the best family ever and I was ju being hormonal

So, the day the boys started their school year, I was 24 weeks along and I had a peaceful day with my babies and grandbabies. I weighed 272 pounds and that had been my weight around the 32nd week of my first pregnancy so I already had to do everything in slow motion. I was doing fine though. The triplets were almost six months old so they were pretty easy to take care of. I was used to being their dairy cow so it wasn’t such a hard task. Tommy and Nate were too little to be such a big problem because they had long naps and usually cried when they were hungry. Some days they cried a lot and I think it was because they just missed Tom and Nathan. Taking care of the babies wasn’t that easy but it wasn’t an impossible mission either.

The days passed and things were amazing. Luke was helping me to take care of all the babies while all the boys were at school. Nathan was doing great, Tom was doing great, Regan was doing great and then… Peter. Peter was the best student ever and the sweetest guy ever but one day, in the middle of October, I got a call from his school asking me to go there immediately because Peter had gotten in a fight. I told them I was sending someone else because I was busy but they insisted it had to be me because I was the one responsible for him. That morning Luke had gotten an emergency call from the clinic so I was home alone with 5 babies and a big 29 weeks along with triplets pregnant belly. I had no option so I put on several layers of clothes, loaded all the kids in the back seat of my car and managed to squeeze my pregnant body behind the steering wheel. I weighed 286 pounds so there was a lot of body to fit behind the steering wheel.

I was so nervous because I knew I looked like a freak. My belly was pretty big already but then I remembered the day when I first met with Tom, I was actually bigger back then. The only difference was that now I had huge pecs and five babies to carry while waddling around. I was so mad at Peter that I got to the school in no time. Slowly I managed to put the babies in a quints stroller Luke had gotten for me to move all the kids easily but I knew it looked ridiculous. The huge stroller and the fat man waddling and sweating like a pig with just a few steps. I wanted to kill Peter. By the time I got to the principal’s office I was already exhausted and I found Peter looking ashamed, sitting next to a bigger guy who had a black eye and several bruises. I was really disappointed but also really ashamed because everyone was looking at me like I was a whole circus show. The principal, the teachers, the other guy and his mom, everyone was looking at the fat looking man with the horde of kids who had just walked in.

The worst part of it all was that while the principal was talking, the babies in my belly started to move a lot and made me gasp sometimes. Everyone turned around to look at me when I did it and I really wanted to run away. Then Nick and Rick woke up and started to cry. Peter tried to calm them down but I couldn’t concentrate on the principal’s words. I knew it was almost time for the babies midday feedings and that meant my pecs were filling up to fulfill their demands. Once Peter had finally calmed the babies down, I finally understood that the boy with the black eye was the school’s bully and Peter had gotten in a fight to defend a girl who was being bullied by that boy. My son was actually a hero but they still had to suspend him for a week for getting in a fight but the other boy got expelled. By then I was desperate because my pecs were so full and I knew the next step was milk coming out of my nipples like fountains.

I tried to run to get in the car to breastfeed the babies because while we walked through the halls I already had wet spots growing around my pecs. I think nobody saw me but I was definitely not getting back to that school in a long time. The following week when Peter went back to school, the principal asked him about me and the babies and he explained that they were my sons and grandsons. Obviously he didn’t tell the principal all the details but he was really surprised about the whole story. I wonder what his reaction would’ve been if he would’ve known that I had given birth to my sons, a guy had given birth to my grandsons and that I was pregnant again.

A few days later, on October 18th, we were celebrating Tom’s 19th birthday. My whole family was making jokes while Peter told them how everyone had reacted when I walked in the principal’s office. Tom was the only one who defended me because he knew how it felt but we both knew it was pretty funny. Tom said he was surely not getting pregnant ever again because it was way too hard to have a normal life and he was already getting used to being a “normal” college guy. Tom was a really nice guy and cried a lot when Luke brought the several gifts we had gotten for him. It seemed like he felt unworthy of us caring so much about him. Nathan just hugged and kissed him trying to calm him down but Tom was pretty emotional. That night, Nathan told us that he had gotten a part time job to help with the babies’ stuff. It was nice of him even when it wasn’t necessary but Luke and I agreed that he needed that responsibility.

So, the days passed and something was getting my attention. As Tommy and Nate got older, I was noticing something really familiar about them. When they were born, they looked like copies of Tom but all the babies change to look different as the weeks pass. When Regan was born, he looked a lot like my ex-wife but now he’s the one who looks the most like me. The thing is, Tommy and Nate reminded me a lot about when Nathan was a baby. By the time they were 2 and a half months old, their eyes were like looking into Nathan’s eyes, same shape, same color and their hair was getting darker… just like Nathan’s. I know it sounds crazy but I was a hormonal mess and I had a lot of free time so I created a whole story in my mind but I said nothing about it. I had to trust my son, right? He had told us that he wasn’t the biological father so I had to believe him, right? I had raised him better than to be a liar, right?

By the time December started, I was already 36 weeks along and I was starting to have some trouble taking care of the kids. I weighed 306 pounds and my belly was big, as big as it had been the day I had given birth to the first triplets but I still had a whole month to go. My pecs were incredibly big and Luke said it was because my body was preparing to breastfeed the new babies while I was still breastfeeding the older triplets and even Tom’s twins every once in a while. I felt like a baby machine. Luke was always there to help me but his hands were tied when we had to feed them because we didn’t want to give them formula nor give them my milk in bottles. I wanted to breastfeed them as long as possible, even with three more babies on the way. I felt more attached to them while breastfeeding and I wasn’t ready to see them grow. Part of me was still sad because Nathan was growing up and already had his own family so I really needed to feel attached to the babies.

Luke was an amazing dad so I was really pleased to have him next to me while our family kept growing. Every single day he told me he was falling in love over and over again and he loved to show me his love. Up to this point I haven’t mention this but on my second pregnancy I had the best sex I had gotten so far. Luke was insatiable, every night after the babies had fallen asleep, he crawled on top of me and then he sent me over the edge over and over again. The bigger I got, the harder he fucked me and I loved it. His big dick buried deep inside my hole was the best way for me to close a really tiring day. He kissed my pecs and belly while he thrusted into me and kept saying how much he loved me.

Everyday he told me he wanted me to give him even more kids and as hot as it sounded I felt like I was done with being pregnant after two consecutive pregnancies. Even then, I loved to hear him say he wanted to fill me up with kids over and over again. He said he wanted to have the biggest family ever and that we made handsome and perfect babies. I agreed with every single word and in the heat of the moment I pictured myself surrounded by babies while breastfeeding some of them and Luke rubbing my big belly where even more babies were growing. Every night Luke made my logical thoughts to go on vacations and my mind was filled with pure sex desire and I just played along with his words. While his thick dick made me moan, I rubbed the sides of my belly where our kids kicked me like they wanted to come out already. Part of me wondered if they were understanding and wanted to come out for their dad to fill me up with some little brothers for them.

I felt like the whole universe wanted me to be a baby machine. It wasn’t just Luke the one who kept talking about more babies. Every once in a while, my sons brought up the topic while we were having dinner and they got so annoyingly insistent on them wanting more little brothers then I kinda wanted to run away. I just looked at them and laughed because even though another pregnancy wasn’t in my plans, the first one and the second one had never been in my plans either, so…

December was filled with a lot of things. Luke had estimated my due date to be around Christmas so he was getting more overprotective than ever before. He said I needed to rest and he wanted me to be in bed rest the whole day. Even though I really wanted to rest, I didn’t want to feel like a beached whale. I already looked like a whale so I just didn’t want to act like a beached one. Luke had to help me with some things though. I couldn’t stand up on my own, I couldn’t hold the babies while waddling around because I needed my hands to give my back some support and I couldn’t put on my own clothes.

Yeah, I know it sounds like I was useless but considering I was over 300 hundred pounds and getting heavier by the day, you can’t blame me for needing some help. Luke had even asked for a month-long vacation so he could be with me the whole time to help me. He was in charge of everything, even to take care of my needs. Luke is the most perfect human being that I have ever known. He makes everything look so easy and he always has a smile, even when he has babies crying in his arms. I couldn’t and still can’t believe how lucky I am with such a perfect man next to me. And hot as fuck. His muscles look like there’s no limit for how big he can get. He just keeps blowing up my mind every single day. I love him so much.

So, as the days passed and I had more time to think, my mind started wondering more and more about how much Tommy and Nate looked like Nathan. I even found pics of Nathan, Regan and Peter as babies and I could identify many things of my sons in my grandsons’ faces. When the twins were 4 months old, I was sure they were Nathan’s but I needed to confirm it. I know it sounds like I was paranoid but I spent most of my days sitting or lying down while three babies kicked my ribs nonstop, while three more babies suckled on my nipples and I was sure my oldest son was lying to me. I had the right to be paranoid.

So, I told Luke what I was thinking and he admitted that he had noticed the resemblance too. I asked if there was a way for me to know if the babies were blood related to me and he said there was. So, we took samples and sent them to a lab. We had to wait at least 10 days for the results to come back because of the holidays but I already knew the answer. Even then, I said nothing.

The days passed and Tom started acting kinda weird. He was shyer, he looked tired and I even saw him crying a few days before Christmas. Then Nathan joined him and literally started to avoid me. He talked to me but only in short conversations and never looked me in the eyes. I wondered if they had found out about the DNA tests but there was no way for them to know, unless Luke had told them and I was sure it wasn’t the case. The closer to my due date I got, the more paranoid I was about everything. On Christmas Eve we had a nice dinner but all along I felt like there was a secret or something and I really wanted to know. My whole body was uncomfortable because I was huge and my mind was seeing ghosts everywhere. My hormones were over the roof and were driving me crazy. I was like a time bomb.

On Christmas morning we had another great family time and since everyone was in the house, I spent most of my day in bed just rubbing my belly and eating like never before. I was getting so anxious and it just made me hungrier than ever before. I was already so full of babies that all the eating left me feeling like I might explode at any second. My belly felt so tight and my whole body was so uncomfortable that I really thought my skin was ripping. That day I started to have some contractions but I knew I still had to wait, the show was just starting and my anxiousness was just getting worse.

On December 31st, I weighed 332 pounds and I felt like I was about to burst. The contractions were getting stronger but they came randomly. I could hardly breathe most of the time because the babies were crushing my organs and even my lungs suffered. I was 4 days overdue and I was so ready to pop but even with Luke trying several times a day to induce my labor with his dick, I was still pregnant. Although, every morning he hugged me and made me feel at peace while his arms surrounded me. That morning we were rubbing my huge belly and I looked down at my own huge body and for a few minutes I forgot my paranoia, the anxiousness, the fear, I just enjoyed my man’s arms against mine and smiled when I realized that I was soon meeting my new babies. At that moment I couldn’t wish for anything better than what I had, but Fate still had a couple more surprises for me.

Fate- Part 7

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When we came back home from the beach, I talked with Luke about Nathan and Tom. I wanted to know his opinion and it really surprised me when he said he was already sure they had feelings for each other. Luke gave me his point of view because I was still confused about Nathan getting involved with Tom. Luke said he loved me so much that he had loved my sons from the very beginning, only because they were a part of me. He said that even before he met Nathan, Regan and Peter, he knew he would love them because they were an extension of me. Then when he met them, he realized that if he loved me, his responsibility wasn’t just with me but with them too. He said he would do anything for them because he loved the boys as much as he loved the babies and as much as he loved the ones in my belly. He made me understand how Nathan was feeling and it really helped me to kinda accept what was happening.

Even then, I said nothing and just tried to act normal but it was hard. I was a pregnant man and my hormones were messing with my emotions. Some days I woke completely sure that Nathan and Tom were meant to be together and even accepted that soon Regan and Peter would find a special person too. There were other days when I would find myself crying in the bathroom while looking at pics of Nathan as a baby and as a kid; don’t judge me, I was a hormonal mess.

The hardest part for me was that my family seemed to be pretty fine about everything, I was the only crazy one. Regan and Peter acted like Tom was already their brother-in-law. I wasn’t against it, at all, but I just couldn’t get around the thought of my boy being in a relationship while I was pregnant. I think the problem was not Nathan’s relationship, but the fact that I was having more kids. I mean, I was old enough to be a grandparent and considering Tom’s babies would be Nathan’s if they got together, I was already having grandkids… while I was pregnant myself. I felt old and it confused me.

Anyways, apart from my emotional confusion, my pregnancy was going smoothly. The babies were growing like they should, my terrible symptoms were gone and new ones were coming but I knew very well what to expect. My belly was getting big and I honestly loved to be so full with life. I can’t describe the joy one day when I had two of the triplets suckling on my nipples and then the babies inside my belly started to kick and move. I couldn’t contain my tears and Luke, who was holding the third triplet next to me, came quickly and placed his hand on my belly to feel them move and cried along with me. I know some of you will say we’re annoyingly cheesy but Luke and I were so in love and loved all our kids so much that our entire life was like a dream come true. Once the babies moved for the first time, they barely stopped. They were probably more active than the first triplets and even when it was uncomfortable, I loved it.

Luke was also in love with all the action going on in my belly. Just like on my first pregnancy, he spent hours just feeling them move and rubbing my belly. Peter and Regan were also there to rub my belly and talk to the babies. They weren’t in school at the moment so they spent a lot of time in the house and most of that time, they were taking care of the older triplets while also talking to the babies in my belly. I really enjoyed to spend some family time with all my kids, it was a perfect picture. Most of our evenings, once Luke had arrived from work, we all would spend a wonderful time in the living room. Let me describe it so you get how beautiful it was. I sat on the couch and rubbed my belly, with Luke by my side holding baby Nick, next to Luke was Regan holding baby Rick and on my other side sat Peter with baby Patrick on his arms; in front of us, there were Nathan and Tom both of them with their hands on Tom’s extremely active belly. Simply perfect.

I was doing great and most of my days I was really confident about everything but poor Tom was already on the stage where everything is uncomfortable. When August started, he got to the 40 weeks mark and there was no sign of labor. Luke had estimated his due date to be around August 5th but that day came and went and apart from some Braxton Hicks, labor was not coming soon enough for Tom. He complained all day about the tightness on his skin, that he felt like a whale and a few days before his due date, he even cried saying that he was fat. Luke and the boys just laughed but I hugged him because I knew very well how he felt. I was an expert on hormonal crying so I knew he needed some support. Anyway, we all were ready to help him deliver the babies but he just kept complaining and no actual labor was coming. Luke advised him on a few things he could do to trigger his labor but while Luke listed the options, Nathan answered that they had tried them all. Funny fact, Luke mentioned sex and I saw Tom blushing when Nathan answered they have tried them all without even thinking it.

So, the days passed and Tom was miserable. Part of me wanted to laugh when I saw him complaining or crying because he was just having twins and he was just a few days overdue. With my first pregnancy I went 5 days overdue with triplets, and big triplets not normal sized triplets. Even then, I tried to be really supportive to Tom and helped him as much as I could. Nathan was almost all the time next to Tom trying to make him feel better but sometimes Tom was so moody that he would shout out to Nathan asking to leave him alone. I really wanted to laugh in those moments because I knew what Tom was feeling and I knew it was a lesson for Nathan to learn how hard it is to be in a relationship, especially with a pregnant person. By the way, up to that moment, Nathan hadn’t told me about his relationship with Tom so I acted like they were just friends.

So, now the fun part. On August 10th, Tom was finally starting to show some early signs of labor. His belly was dropping, he was having “contractions” and he said they were painful but I knew it was just starting. He said he felt his clothes getting suddenly too tight and getting hot out of nowhere. He also said his pecs were leaking milk like never before and he complained about random hard-ons whenever the babies moved. I know he sounds like a kick in the balls and yeah, he kinda was but, you can’t blame him… he was just an 18 years old boy who was pregnant with twins, he wasn’t just young but he was not even supposed to be pregnant. He used to be a fit guy and now he weighed 245 pounds so, it was really stressful. Then there was the babies’ dad, who had disappeared, what an asshole. Then there were his parents that kicked him out instead of helping him and the fact that he had to sleep on the streets at such a young age; he had the right to complain about everything.

Back to the fun… on August 10th, Tom went to sleep with a dropped belly and his whole body aching. The next morning, I woke up really early and went to the bathroom. The babies had been moving like crazy and it usually makes me want to pee every few hours. I was just 20 weeks along and I was already struggling with a lot of things. Anyway, when I came out of the bathroom, I thought of getting back in bed with Luke who looked especially hot that morning but I went to the kitchen because it was Nathan’s 19th birthday and I wanted to prepare a special breakfast for him. Luke was usually the cook in the house because he didn’t want me to do anything but he was sleeping so I just kissed his forehead and sneaked out of the room. I knew Nathan usually woke up really early to work out in our home gym so I knew I had to be fast before he finished his workout.

So, I was walking to the kitchen and the babies were kicking my guts really hard, especially hard that morning. Then I heard a noise coming from Tom’s room and I realized he was probably in labor so I went there. When I was right in front of his door, I heard him groaning and I thought he was in labor so I walked in without knocking first. What I found there was not what I was expecting. I saw Nathan’s strong back and bare ass and… Tom’s legs in the air… Nathan was fucking Tom. I stood there for a fraction of a second but it felt like ages. Nathan noticed I had walked and moved away from Tom but he stumbled and fell on the ground facing me in a sitting position. There was my son, completely naked, with his huge hard-on and big balls on full display with a scary face like not knowing what to do. I’ll admit that part of me was proud because his dick was really big, probably as big as Luke’s, and his body was pretty big for his age too but I was also mad and I really needed an explanation.

Tom stayed in bed completely stay, like a deer on a spotlight and his crotch was completely visible too, he also had a pretty decent dick and balls but his belly was too big to not be the main attraction to anyone’s sight. All of these happened in like 4 or 5 seconds but I felt like it was an eternity. Then Tom covered up and Nathan tried to do the same but he couldn’t find anything to cover his crotch. When he finally found his clothes, he said he could explain and I just listened to him. He told me he was in love with Tom, nothing new, he also said he wanted to be Tom’s babies’ dad, only logical, and that he had been looking for the right moment to tell me but he was scared of my reaction. Then Tom continued and told me he loved my son even before we had helped him and that he had been insisting on Nathan telling me about them from the very beginning. They talked about their love and Nathan sat next to Tom to kiss him and prove to me their point. My boy was cheesy too.

I sighed and told him I was disappointed because they hadn’t told me about them earlier. Then I explained that I believed them about their love but things weren’t that easy. While I was talking and giving them a speech about responsibilities, I noticed Tom was rubbing his belly a lot and then he let out a loud groan while clutching his belly. Then Nathan told me that Tom had been having contractions all night long and that he was fucking him to speed up labor. I considered Nathan’s dick size and I was sure he had sped up the process, sorry… just a proud dad talking about his son’s dick. I saw Tom was in actual pain so, I commanded Nathan to go wake Luke up because we needed his help. Nathan ran to my room and I stayed alone with Tom who was crying and apologizing over and over again for not telling me about his relationship with Nathan. I just smiled, caressed his hair and told him it was ok, I was actually pretty fine about it.

When the contraction passed, I helped Tom to breathe through the pain. We had been practicing some exercises to prepare him for the birth so he knew what to do even when he was so scared. A few minutes later, Nathan came in running with Luke. The first thing Luke did was put on some globes and check on Tom’s dilation. Luke said Tom was around 6 centimeters dilated but his water hadn’t broken yet so we needed to do something to take him to the next stage of labor. Immediately Tom looked at Nathan and I noticed Nathan’s dick responding in his pants but I just said: “Enough sex for today”. Both of them blushed and we helped Tom to put on some clothes so he could walk around the house. Luke and I covered Tom’s bed with a plastic that Luke had brought from his work for Tom to be able to give birth on bed without ruining the mattress. We knew what to expect so we were more prepared than when I had given birth.

Tom walked for a while and he had several contractions but thankfully Nathan was by his side to hold him. Luke and I were preparing a few things… Well, Luke was doing it because I had already gained 30 pounds and it was all in my belly so I struggled to move that much. Anyway, around 8:30 AM, Tom had been walking for about an hour when we heard a loud cry and a splash sound that echoed around the house, finally his water had broken. Nathan helped Tom to undress and get in bed because the contractions were coming one on top of the other already and Tom was literally crying in pain. Luke checked on his dilation and surprisingly, he was already 10 centimeters. We all got in position, Nathan by his side holding his hand, me on the other side drying up his sweat and tears. I rubbed Tom’s belly and it was so tight. Luke got between Tom’s legs while commanding him to push.

Tom was in so much pain but he was doing really great. I could see his whole body tensing while he pushed and I heard Luke describing how the baby was slowly coming out. Nathan was on the verge of crying every time Tom cried out in pain but he was really supportive. Tom was being really loud and I knew he would wake the other boys up but I understood the pain was too much to be quiet. Tom kept saying he couldn’t do it and Nathan kept repeating to him “Yes you can. Do it for our boys.” When I heard those words, I really understood how committed Nathan was to becoming Tom’s babies’ dad. He made me feel really proud. While Tom pushed, Luke described how the baby’s head was slowly coming out. When the baby was crowning, Tom was screaming really loud in pain until the head was completely out and he could rest for a few seconds.

At that moment, Regan and Peter walked in the room and saw the head of the baby out of Tom’s hole and their expressions were priceless. My sweet boys were nearly passing out even when it was just a few seconds because Nathan shouted out to them to leave the room. They literally ran away. So, Tom kept pushing with the next contractions and his groans and screams were terrible while the shoulders passed through, he couldn’t contain his tears. Even with all the pain, he kept pushing and around 9:15 AM the first baby was completely out of him and crying loudly. Tom was still crying but they were tears of joy looking at his handsome big baby. 9.1 pounds weighed Tom’s first baby and he looked perfect. He was like a little copy of Tom.

When Luke placed the baby on Tom’s pec and the baby started to suck on his nipple, I saw Nathan also crying and caressing the baby’s hand. Tom and Nathan kissed while both of them cried and I have to admit that I was really happy. Luke hugged me and caressed my own belly like reminding me that soon I would be the one pushing babies out of me. Then Luke asked Tom if he already had a name for the baby and Tom looked at Nathan. Tom said they were naming the baby after the dad and grandad, “Nathan Luke Barnes”. I couldn’t contain my tears and Luke couldn’t contain his tears either. We hugged Nathan, Tom and baby Nate while we all cried. Nathan asked me if I would agree with the baby having our last name. I just kissed Nate and told them: “It’s only logical for my grandson to have my last name.”

We spent a few minutes with them but Tom’s contractions weren’t coming. Luke and I went to check on our triplets. When we got to our room, Regan and Peter were already there taking care of the triplets. We told them everything about baby Nate to the boys and a few minutes later we heard Tom crying out in pain again. Baby number two was already on the way and it seemed like he was in a rush because by the time we got back to Tom’s room, we could clearly see the hairy head coming out of Tom’s body. Nathan was holding Nate in his arms, while also holding Tom’s hand.

Tom pushed and he was again crying but it seemed like the baby was coming out faster than the first. Tom said it was more painful than the first though. Tom said he felt like he was tearing in half and he looked like it because the baby was a bit bigger than his older brother. Also, Tom’s dick was looking painfully hard and when he was able to clear the head of the second baby, his dick started to shoot big globs of cum all over his own belly. Tom groaned in pleasure and pain and Nathan blushed and smiled. I wanted to laugh because Tom was apologizing while he pushed the shoulders out and Luke explained that it was normal. Tom was really ashamed but it made him push even harder because soon the baby was completely out of him and crying loudly on Luke’s hands. At 9:45 AM, my second grandson was born and he looked just as perfect as his older brother. He was a bit bigger and weighed 9.5 pounds. Luke handed Tom the baby and immediately his tiny mouth looked for Tom’s nipple. Then, Nathan sat next to Tom with Nate in his arms and Tom said: “Happy birthday big guy, I hope you like your presents”. Nathan smiled and said: “The best birthday so far, thanks to you and these two perfect little buddies.”

I was really proud of Tom and extremely proud of Nathan who was acting like the most caring partner and dad ever. Well, the second one because Luke is definitely the sweetest and most perfect partner in human history. so, we asked for the second baby’s name and they got me in tears again when Tom said they were naming him after his daddy and granddaddy: “Thomas Grant Barnes”. I cried again, blamed the hormones, and went to kiss baby Tommy while he suckled on Tom’s nipple. Some minutes later, Tom birthed the placenta and we could finally clean everything while Nathan helped Tom to put on some clothes. I was really happy and I couldn’t believe I had grandsons. Imagine how Luke was feeling with two grandsons at his age but you had to see how in love he was with Nate and Tommy, it was unbelievably sweet.

Then when Regan and Peter came with the triplets, they went literally crazy. I’m pretty sure even the triplets were happy. Regan and Peter were already discussing who would be the favorite uncle and things like that. They even said the babies looked a bit like Nathan… weird, right? We just laughed and enjoyed the precious family time we had. I had my fiancé by my side and our three coming babies kicking inside me, my oldest son with his boyfriend holding my two grandsons and my second and third sons holding my fourth, fifth and sixth sons. What else could I wish for? Fate had already given me everything I needed and there was still more to come.

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Fate-Part 6

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The dynamics in our house remained nearly unchanged. It was like we had 4 teenagers instead of 3. Tom moved in to one of our spare rooms and we tried really hard to make him feel comfortable, but he was still really shy with everyone except Nathan. It was understandable because we were strangers, but we really wanted him to feel better. There were a lot of things we had to do for him, and we really wanted to help him. First was his school. He didn’t want to go back because he was ashamed to show up with his pregnant belly, but we explained that he had to finish high school. Though I understood why he didn’t want to go back. We went to Tom’s old school, then talked with Regan’s school principal too and we managed to transfer him even though the school year was almost done. Tom was still hesitant to go to a new school, but Nathan convinced him and helped him with some assignments he had to do to fill the credits he was missing.

One of our main priorities was to help him gain some weight back because he was malnourished the last few months. Tom insisted he didn’t want to get fat, but we had Luke to help him with that. We would give him some huge meals and Luke prepared a workout routine so the weight would just show on his belly, we just needed the babies to get healthier. Day by day I started to notice how his muscles were filling up again and how his face was looking healthier. Even the babies started to get more active, Luke said they were lacking the energy to move that much when Tom wasn’t eating like he should’ve. But now that their daddy was eating like a whole football team, the kids played like one too. All the while, Nathan was by Tom’s side giving him some advice based on how I had handled my pregnancy. I was happy because Nathan was helping Tom. It showed me what a good man he was but at the same time I was worrying if Nathan was gay and in love with Tom.

On March 26th, Regan’s 17th birthday, we had a little party for him and invited some of his friends to our pool. It was the first time we let anyone in our house like that and part of me was worried that they would make fun of our family because Regan lived with his gay dads. Surprisingly, everyone was really nice and all of them were in shock with Luke’s muscles and asked him for his advice. By the end of the day some of them were hoping their dads would come out as gay and find a man like Luke. I just laughed and took it as a compliment. While Regan had his little party, Tom and Nathan had offered themselves to take care of the babies and I thought it was sweet of them but at the same time I was starting to suspect there was something else going on.

Anyway, after the initial shock and our attempts to make Tom feel better, the days passed, and we were doing fine. Luke and I were doing pretty good as parents, it helped that I had the experience of three kids before. Though my role was not the same this time. With Nathan, Regan, and Peter, I’d learned how to change diapers, put them to sleep, prepare their formula and everything a dad can do. But with the new babies, things were a bit different. First of all, they didn’t need formula because I had more than enough milk for them. However it meant I was like a cow with a baby on at least one of my pecs all the time. That was really new to me. The rest was kinda easy, but I had Luke always wanting to do everything, so I had to teach him a few things. Seeing him try to change three diapers at a time was hilarious. He was the sweetest with the babies and I couldn’t wish for anything better.

With Tom’s arrival and all the things we had to do to make him feel better, I completely forgot about the night Luke and I spent at the hotel. We talked about the wedding and how great that night had been but just ignored the several rounds of sex we had there. Around my 41st birthday on April 15th, we started to talk about the wedding and about our future, but never talked about the possibility of more kids. It wasn’t until the middle of May, 8 weeks after our anniversary and 8 weeks since Tom had moved in with us, that my perfectly balanced life started to fall part, but in a good way. All of us were doing fine, the babies were 3 months old, and I was already used to taking care of them. I was more active too because I was feeling more confident about my body even though I still had massive pecs full of milk. I was almost back to my normal life with the exception that I had to carry 3 babies wherever I went. I really enjoyed my life as a daddy.

So, I started to have morning sickness every day, but I said it was just a stomach bug. I was actually too busy to pay that much attention and I tried to hide my sickness from Luke. He’s extremely overprotective so I preferred to deal with it on my own. The days passed and I was actually feeling worse. My stomach ached all day, my back was sore, I felt dizzy a few times a day. All the symptoms were there, but I just tried to ignore them. I had 3 babies, a soon-to-be-husband, and 4 teenagers to take care of, obviously I couldn’t be complaining about a little sickness. Even though Luke and the boys still did all the home tasks, I was mentally tired all the time and Tom was the one who made me realize what was happening. Of all people, he was the only one who understood it.

It was the night after Peter’s 13th birthday on June 1st, when I finally found out what was happening. I had been sick for two weeks and I was feeling awful that night, but I thought it was the dinner turning my stomach upside down. It was around 2:00 AM when I woke up and went to the kitchen to drink some water. While I was there waiting for my stomach to settle down, Tom came into the kitchen looking for some ice cream. He said he was having cravings. I smiled, served him a big bowl of ice cream, and we sat at the table and talked. He was a really sweet guy. So polite and so caring. Every time I saw him, I couldn’t understand how his parents could’ve kicked him out. So, we were talking about his school and about his pregnancy, he said the babies kicked him too much and sometimes he had a hard time dealing with that while in class. There are a lot of things a guy like him could be scared of with a pregnancy, but he was doing pretty good. While he ate, he rubbed his belly and thanked me for the millionth time for what we had been doing for him. He even cried and blamed the hormones, but I just smiled and hugged him.

I started to tell him stories about my pregnancy and how my family had helped me a lot back then and that we would be there for him all the time. He asked me a few things about the birth and said he was scared of that the most. Even though he was at 28 weeks and the birth wasn’t coming that soon. I told him how the birth of the triplets had been, but while I was talking, I felt my stomach turning upside down and I suddenly had a great urge to vomit. I ran to the guest bathroom that was between the kitchen and the living room. He followed me and stayed at the door while I threw up. He was really concerned and asked me constantly if I was okay. So I finally told him I had been sick for almost two weeks, but nobody else knew. I told him my symptoms and his eyes got wide. He asked me if there was a possibility that I was pregnant, because all the symptoms matched with what he had gone through when he found out he was pregnant. Everything clicked in my mind in that moment and I realized he was right. I needed to confirm it.

I ran to my room and woke Luke up. He looked worried because he thought something was wrong with the babies, but I explained I needed him to do an ultrasound. He jumped out of bed because he thought something was wrong with Tom’s babies and he brought the sonogram equipment to the living room where Tom was. Neither Luke nor I had noticed Luke was walking completely naked because both of us sleep naked every night, so we were used to it. It wasn’t until Tom turned around and his eyes nearly bulged out of his head. That’s when I realized Luke had his big softy on full display. Luke ran to his room to put something on and when he came back it was me the one laying on the couch waiting for the ultrasound. He was confused at first, but he understood really quickly, and you had to see the smile on his face. He hadn’t even confirmed it, but he was already excited about the possibility of a new pregnancy. I just smiled at him and nodded.

Just a few minutes later, Luke was crying and kissing me because he found three babies growing in me again. He was so happy that he wanted to go wake the boys up to tell them the news, but I thought we should wait ‘till the morning. Tom was really excited too because he said he could enjoy at least a few weeks of being pregnant with me. I smiled and hugged him and received some kicks from his babies when I did that. It reminded me how it felt to have babies inside me kicking all the time and it really excited me a lot. We went back to our beds and Luke could barely contain his excitement. His dick was hard because he said he found it really hot that I was pregnant with triplets again so soon after giving birth to triplets. Knowing that he couldn’t get me even more pregnant, I kissed him and opened my legs for him. He jumped on top of me and fucked me like he hadn’t done it since that night he had gotten me pregnant at the hotel. The fun was just starting.

The next day when we told the boys I was pregnant again, they couldn’t contain their excitement and started jumping around until I told them it was triplets again. They weren’t sad, they said it was unbelievable and amazing, but they said I would have less time for them with 6 babies on my arms. I hugged them and promised I would take care of them like my babies too even if they get old and have their own babies. Tom laughed a bit so I pulled him into the hug too and told him that I would also take good care of him even with three more babies on the way. Luke came and joined the hug, and we shared a great family moment and I saw Tom finally enjoying the love we were giving him.

The next few days were awful to me. I was around 10 weeks along when I found out I was pregnant, so the morning sickness stayed for a while after that. Luke gave me some pills for the sickness, but they did nothing, I was feeling terrible 24/7. I was feeling extra tired all the time so taking care of 3 babies was extremely exhausting. Thankfully, Luke, the boys, and Tom were always willing to help me with them. Tom said he needed to practice for when his babies were born and Nathan said he was gonna be there to help him all the time. Again, I was really happy that Nathan was being so sweet with a friend but I was really wondering if there was something else. I had no problem with Nathan being gay and Tom was a nice guy so a relationship between them wasn’t that bad but… Tom was pregnant, with someone else’s babies and Nathan was too young to get involved in that.

A couple of weeks later when I was feeling better, I started to eat more and my belly started to show in no time. I was a bit sad that I never got to get my old body back and now I was starting to grow again, but I knew it was for a good reason. I started to feel bloated and started to gain weight. Around our anniversary I had weighed myself and I was 230 pounds, it was fine; but only 12 weeks later, around Luke’s 32nd birthday on June 26th, I weighed 242 pounds, a pound a week and it was considering my whole body was already big thanks to my previous pregnancy. I wondered if I was gonna get as big as the first time but then I looked at Luke and I knew my answer. Big dad means big babies. On Luke’s birthday, he bought a huge birthday cake. He said that with two pregnant men in the house, a regular one wouldn’t be enough. He was right, Tom and I ate so much.

The day after Luke’s birthday, Tom had his graduation ceremony. He had barely covered the credits he needed thanks to all the days he had skipped but it was understandable, and the important part was that he was graduating. Obviously, we were there for him, and he cried a lot when he received his diploma. His belly was pretty obvious even under the graduation gown, but he just looked fat, though the rest of his body was defined with muscle. I was so proud of him, I really cared about him as much as I cared about my sons because I understood how hard it was to be a pregnant guy and I could only imagine going through it on his own and at his age, but we were there for him and for whatever he would need. Luke even gave him a great graduation gift and he had been covering everything related to Tom’s babies. We even bought him new clothes because his didn’t fit him at all. A few days before his graduation he weighed 227 pounds and he said his usual weight was 180 pounds, so he had gained almost 50 pounds and was on his 34th week.

He was starting to develop his pecs too; they were filling up with milk. Tom said it was uncomfortable, but I explained that it was normal. Luke bought a pump for him just in case he would need it, but he was not producing that much yet. We were all really caring about everything Tom needed. Peter and Regan were always willing to help him because they cared about him and the babies. They called themselves uncle Regan and uncle Pete. Then there was Nathan, the boy was literally desperate when he was away from Tom, and I knew he texted Tom all the time. Asking how he was feeling and every time he went out, he brought something home for Tom. It was sweet but it was suspicious.

Well, you’ll say I’m not talking about my pregnancy, but I was just around 13 weeks, so I don’t have much to say about it, except I was growing way too fast for my liking. My belly was ballooning every day. But to be fair, I was eating even more than on my first pregnancy, so I was rounding out even faster. It didn’t help the fact that Luke insisted that I needed the food. Not only to feed the babies inside me, but also feed the babies that were already out of me. Yeah, I was breastfeeding Nick, Rick, and Patrick even while I was pregnant, but it was only fair because they were almost 4 months old, so they really needed my milk, and I had a lot to give them. Since the moment I had gotten pregnant, I was producing even more, and I even had to pump milk out some times a week when the babies couldn’t empty them up. I was literally a milk machine, but Luke and I really liked it.

A few weeks later, in the middle of July, I was 16 weeks along and Tom was almost 37 weeks along. He was really big and there was no way to hide he was pregnant. His pecs were very big by now and his big dark nipples showed through the fabric of all his clothes. He was already so heavy that he waddled instead of walking and Nathan was sweeter than ever with him. By now I was pretty sure Nathan was attracted to Tom, but I wasn’t sure how serious things were between the two of them, but soon I would find out. It was something very childish, but I was a pregnant man with three 4 months old babies and also three teenagers, obviously I didn’t want to accept that my boys were growing up and falling in love.

So, Luke invited us on a trip to the beach. Regan and Peter got really excited, but Tom and Nathan weren’t that eager. We wanted Tom to stay home because he was way too pregnant to hide him, but Nathan said it wasn’t fair. Nathan convinced us all, even Tom, that we could hide Tom’s belly under a huge t-shirt so he could go with us. Tom wasn’t that eager because in the summer, everyone wanted to show off their bodies and he wanted to hide his from everyone at all costs. But Nathan was very persistent, and we all agreed. Luke surprised us because the trip wasn’t just a day at the beach, but a whole week at a beach house. The important part here is that Tom and Nathan stayed almost all day inside the house or on the balcony looking at the sea and talking. They spent hours just feeling Tom’s babies moving and I noticed Nathan was as sweet as Luke was when I was pregnant. Tom couldn’t even try to get up without Nathan jumping to help him.

While Luke, Regan, Peter, the babies, and I were enjoying the beach, Nathan was enjoying his time with Tom. That’s when I found out things were serious between them. One day while we were all at the beach, Nathan and Tom were in the house. I went back inside to change one of the babies’ diapers and I heard some laughing and weird noises coming from one of the rooms. I knew there were only two people in the house, so I went to see what was happening. I really thought they were having sex. Honestly, I entered dad mode and was ready to give them a long speech about them being too young and things like that. I didn’t even think they were too young, but I was just so scared to accept Nathan was falling in love with someone. Especially falling in love with a pregnant guy.

I opened the door slowly and I saw Nathan on top of Tom, making out but… they were just shirtless. It was still pretty shocking, but I was fighting against my own thoughts to stop them. I didn’t know what to do. My baby boy was growing up, but I was so confused because Tom was pregnant. Then I remembered how Luke had taken care of my three older kids and how they loved him. My dad side was fighting against the side of me that understood love and then I heard Tom’s voice saying “I love you Nate”, then Nathan kissing him some more and answering “I love you Tom”. When I heard those words, I understood that even if I tried to go against their love, I wouldn’t win that fight and it wasn’t fair if I even tried to do it. So, I just closed the door and let them continue. I don’t know if they had sex that day and I really don’t care. The only thing that mattered to me was that my son was in love and that Tom loved him too. Fate had brought them together.

Fate-Part 5

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You thought that was the end of the story? Well, you’re wrong. It was just the beginning of the weird but amazing things that my family has gone through since the moment my ex-wife left me and my kids. Our life with Luke was simply perfect and when the babies were born, it was even more amazing because they brought us all even closer. Nick, Rick and Patrick were like the joy in our family because we all wanted to hold them and spoil them; but honestly, I was the one who was more attached to them. Nathan said the babies were really attached to me because I was the only one who could give them the milk they so eagerly wanted, but I knew it was something deeper. I mean, I had carried them inside me for over 40 weeks. Obviously, they would need me all the time. Though, he was right. The babies were always looking for my nipples to get some of the plenty of milk my pecs were producing. My pecs were really big but thankfully they kept their shape.

I was trying my best to get back in shape because after I had given birth. I was almost 50 pounds heavier than my old usual weight. I knew part of the additional weight was on my chest and a great deal of it was on my ass but I knew the pecs weren’t going away any time soon and I simply loved how big my ass looked. Then there was the fat and remaining skin that I had around my belly, my arms and shoulder visibly softer and slightly thicker and my face that was a bit fatter too. It was all caused by the pregnancy and the huge amounts of food that Luke gave me when I was pregnant. But he would have to help me get back in shape after all I had sacrificed my body to bring his kids into the world. That’s what I told him but I knew it wasn’t actually a sacrifice because I did it willingly. Anyway, I started to do full workouts with Luke while the babies were sleeping in the morning and in the afternoon Nathan, Regan, or Peter would help me do quick workouts to improve my results.

Luke was always saying that he knew a wonderful way to burn calories and have some fun at the same time. I knew he wanted to fuck me, and I’ll be honest, I really wanted it too, but it took me a few weeks to actually feel better after the birth and I didn’t feel ready to get his dick in my hole so soon again even though I was desperate for it. I never thought a pregnancy had so many side effects even after the birth, but there I was with my hips still sore for a few weeks and my legs getting numb randomly for a few days. My hole still ached some days and Luke said it was all normal because it was slowly getting back to its former tightness. My internal organs were getting back to their position and it was so uncomfortable. There were some meals that I couldn’t even process for over 2 weeks after the birth, I don’t know why but it all happened to me while I tried to get my body back to normal. You’d think it all would’ve taught me a lesson to not let Luke fuck me ever again, right? Well, when you have a man like Luke by your side, you can’t say no.

I already told you I had banned him from sex because he was constantly joking with Nathan about me having more kids and I had no plans for another pregnancy, ever. As the days passed and I started to feel better, we started to have some intimacy again but nothing really serious because of the ban I mentioned. He would play with my dick for a while and rub my balls too, which were plumper after the birth. He would make me cum and then I thanked him that same way. It was all we were doing, and it was more than enough for me because some days I wasn’t even in the mood because of how tired I was after spending all day taking care of the babies. Luke was really understanding and was always looking for new ways to pleasure me without even touching my hole, which wasn’t that hard considering that my dick got immediately hard as soon as Luke would get naked in front of me and would put on a little show for me. Cheesy right?

Anyway, we were doing wonderfully as parents and the babies were growing perfectly fine. We had taken them to a pediatrician who was in charge of them, and he said they were in perfect health. Nathan, Regan, and Peter were doing great too at their respective schools and at their respective sports too. Nathan was soon getting his team’s respect even though he was a newbie and he was finally having some social life. Regan was on his way to become the next captain of his soccer team even though he was a newbie too. But he was doing so great that the whole team supported him. And Peter, my sweet little-not-so-little Peter, he had had some competitions since he had gotten in the wrestling team and sadly, I had missed some of them when I was pregnant. I missed Nathan’s and Regan’s games too, but Peter was the leading candidate to represent the district in a statewide competition and some people said he had it in the bag already. They were doing great.

Why do I mention this? Because I want you to see how perfect our lives were when the next step of this story really came. I know you’re expecting me to tell you right away that several months after the triplets were born, I had gotten pregnant again, and it’s kinda true but it’s not that easy. And I know you’re wondering about some things that I mentioned earlier in the story and that I never really explained. Time to tell you about one of those things. Things got kinda crazy and surprisingly, it wasn’t because I was pregnant.

You see, on March 22th, Luke and I wanted to celebrate the first anniversary of the night when we had met at the bar. The babies were a month and 6 days old; they were already bigger and were eating a lot so my chest was slightly bigger and constantly plump. After over a month of intense workout I had managed to reduce the remaining belly to just a little pudge that wasn’t visible if I wore a big shirt. And thanks to my big pecs, I always had to wear big shirts. So, the belly was completely hidden. With Luke’s help I had managed to retain the size of my big ass but with a lot more firmness than before and I loved how it looked. My upper body was more defined too so I was probably even better than before the pregnancy, except for the big chest that wasn’t actually that bad. Anyway, as I was presentable to go out with nice outfits, Luke asked me out on a date to celebrate the anniversary I mentioned before. Nathan offered himself to babysit the triplets so we could have the whole night for ourselves. And knowing the babies would be taken care of, I finally accepted the offer.

I pumped out some milk for the babies before getting ready and even then, my pecs felt really full. I had to permanently wear patches on my nipples to not get wet spots on my shirts when I went out of the house and it was kinda uncomfortable. Well, Luke took me to a nice restaurant and when we were there, we started talking about us as a couple. Over the months I had gotten used to being a gay man, so those talks were perfect for me to express my love for Luke and how thankful I was after all he had done for me. Luke said he was nervous and that sometimes he feared that our whole life was just a dream because it was too good to be real or maybe one day, I would look for another man or another woman instead of him. I knew the feeling very well but I said he had no reason to be worried because I would never leave him. I told him, I had to be the one with fear that maybe one day he would find a younger man and would leave us all.

He didn’t answer. Instead, he got closer and kissed me, then got out of his chair and put one knee on the floor, opened a little box in from of me and with the most loving tone in the whole world he said “Grant Barnes, this ring I bought for you, is the proof that I will never even think of leaving you nor our kids, ever. Would you give me the honor of spending the rest of our lives together?”. I was simply speechless so I just nodded and kissed him for what felt like hours. I know that’s movie-like cheesy, but it was really sweet and it meant the world to me because I had always been a man to settle down and I had always considered that serious relationships always had to lead to marriage. Luke told me that he had asked for the boys’ permission to marry me and obviously they had agreed.

Luke took me to a hotel room he had for us. It was decorated with candles, flowers, chocolates and stuff like that. I laughed because I didn’t know he was such a romantic, but I found it really sweet. We went straight to the bed and slowly undressed while making out to have some sexless fun like we had been doing lately. Luke started to kiss me up and down and I loved when he teased my nipples, I loved how his huge muscular body felt on top of me and how it made me feel safe. He was more passionate with his kisses that night and it was turning me on so much that I was moaning while he kissed my abdomen, down to my dick and balls and up again to my mouth. I was losing control and without even thinking about it, I said “Fuck me please”. He stopped for a moment and was kinda confused, but I was too damn turned on to care. I repeated it again while he explained that he didn’t have condoms with him, but he knew it was very unlikely that I could get pregnant again so soon. He was confused so I just opened my legs and said “Do it”.

I think the whole city could hear the loud moan that escaped my mouth when he got his thick dick inside me in just one move. It felt so good I had to grab the sheets because my whole body convulsed in pleasure. While he was going in and out of me, I could barely think. It felt different than when I was pregnant. It was like the birth had changed something inside me that was making me feel pleasure to a whole new level. There was this hunger for me in Luke’s eyes. I could see his muscles flexing with each thrust and the strength on each move was making my whole body go weak. His huge balls hitting my ass cheeks and the loud sound they made every time he thrusted into me was also making me hornier by the second.

I lost track of time and Luke just kept going harder and faster every second. I have no idea how long he was fucking my brains out. But when he came inside me, it felt like a fire hydrant pumping shot after shot of hot seed deep inside me. I was barely breathing when he was cumming and I felt my lower abdomen getting slightly bloated with the huge load he was releasing inside me. He gave a few more hard thrusts while his dick was still hard inside me and then pressed his huge body against me. He kissed me on the lips while trying to contain his smile. He just broke the kiss to tell me over and over again that he loved me. All of it with his dick still inside me.

The rest of the night we went for another round or two of passionate and loving sex, but we were mostly just hugging like we had done that first night when we had met exactly one year before. I still couldn’t believe I had such an amazing man by my side and was engaged to him. And one day he’d become my husband. That night we talked about the wedding and about who would take whose last name. Luke said he wanted to take mine, but I convinced him to use both. That way our kids would have both, Barnes-Halsey or Halsey-Barnes. Well, we spent the night at the hotel but we had to go back home really early in the morning because it was Thursday and the boys had school. Nathan could stay with the babies for a little longer because his classes started late that day, but I still wanted to say goodbye to Regan and Peter like I did every day. When we arrived home, Peter and Regan were already waiting for us in the living room, but they looked nervous. Man, I wasn’t ready for what happened.

Nathan came out of the kitchen and he was really nervous and said “Dad, we need to talk”. I thought something was wrong with the babies, but he said they were fine. He asked me and Luke to go with him to his room, but I noticed he was shaking and sweating. I was worried about how nervous he was. Before we got in the room, he apologized because he knew he had no right to do what he did, but it was necessary and he really needed our support because I was the only one who could really help. The first thing that crossed my mind was that he had gotten a girl pregnant and I was starting to get furious, but even when it wasn’t what was happening, it wasn’t that far from reality.

When he opened the door and we walked inside, there was a guy sitting on Nathan’s bed and when I looked closer, I recognized him. It was the young guy who had asked me if I was pregnant back in December. I grabbed Luke’s hand and he looked at me confused. Nathan apologized over and over again and finally introduced the guy as Thomas Waller, or Tom. He said he was 18 years old too and really needed our help. The guy clearly recognized me, but he looked really scared and didn’t want to look me directly in the eyes. Nathan explained that he had met Tom at a restaurant where Tom used to work a couple of months before and had become good friends with him since then. Tom was still in complete silence while Nathan explained that Tom was a senior in high school though he was only a few months younger than Nathan. What really surprised me was when Nathan said that he had shown Tom a photo of our family and that Tom had said he knew me. Luke turned around to look at me and I didn’t know what to say.

I told them how I had met Tom and how he had helped me. Then Nathan added the part of the story where Tom asked me if I was pregnant. Luke’s eyes were wide open, and I was getting nervous in fear of Nathan revealing my secret to the guy, but then he reached for Tom’s hand and pulled him to stand up from bed. Nathan said, “The reason why he asked you that question that day, was because he was six weeks pregnant himself”. When Tom stood up, we could clearly see the shape of an undeniable belly even under his oversized shirt. Luke and I froze while Nathan was holding Tom’s shaking hand. Nathan explained that Tom had the same extra hole that I had and that he had gotten pregnant accidentally around 20 weeks earlier. When his parents found out, they kicked him out of the house and since then he had been staying with some friends and then at hotel rooms when his belly had started to show.

Tom had gotten some jobs here and there to pay for rooms and meals, but some people would get uncomfortable with him getting “fatter” so he lost every single job he had gotten so far. Tom started to cry and Nathan hugged him and I asked Nathan if he was the father but he said “No”. I looked at that young guy crying and my heart melted because I knew how hard it was to be kind of a freak so I got closer and wrapped Tom in my arms while he kept crying. I felt proud of Nathan in that moment for being there for a friend in those moments, but I had so many questions that I really didn’t know where to start. Then Luke asked Tom if he had visited a doctor to check on his pregnancy and Tom said “No”. So Luke took him away to check on his vitals and run an ultrasound on him.

When I was alone with Nathan, he told me that Tom had stayed the night because he had no place to go and that he had been sleeping on a park for a week. He had skipped school for even longer because he had no money and no one to help him. I saw the tears on Nathan’s eyes so I hugged him but told him he couldn’t do that again without asking me first. A while later, we went to my room to check on the babies and Luke had Tom there, taking his shirt off while Luke prepared the ultrasound cam. While I was making sure the babies were fine, Regan and Peter came in to see what was happening and without even asking they started to tell me we had to help Tom and that it wasn’t just Nathan’s fault. The speech kept going until I told them that I wasn’t mad and that we were helping Tom, but we still had lots of things to talk about. I asked them to wait downstairs or go to their rooms because they were already up too late for school anyway.

When Tom was shirtless, I noticed he was thinner than when I had met him, it wasn’t just the oversized shirt. When I had met him, he had pretty defined big muscles, broad shoulders, strong pecs that were obvious even under his thick winter clothes; but now his muscles were thinner and less defined. The poor guy really needed to have some good meals. His belly wasn’t huge, but it was unmistakable round and stuck out around 5 or 6 inches from the rest of his body. Tom laid on the couch while Luke applied the gel to his skin, placed the camera on his belly, and turned the TV on. By now I was an expert on understanding what the screen showed so immediately I identified two well defined fetuses. Tom was having twins. He looked so scared when Luke explained that there were two babies, two boys to be precise, growing inside him.

Tom was indeed 20 weeks pregnant, and the babies looked fine considering their daddy’s malnutrition. Tom looked relieved to hear that, but he was still definitely scared. A while later, I asked Nathan to take Tom to get a good breakfast while I talked with Luke. When they left, I told Luke what Nathan had told me, but Tom had already told him the same. I recognized the look on my man’s face. He was such a nice guy and I knew he wanted to help Tom too so we decided that we would let him stay, help him with his school, and with all he would need through the pregnancy as long as he behaved. When we went downstairs to see Tom was devouring plate after plate of everything Nathan handed him, poor boy. When we told him he could stay, he cried again. And the fun was only beginning.