Double Duty, One Man - Part 5

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Cade rocked gently in the oversized chair, slowly breathing as another contraction gripped his overstretched belly. His hands, slightly trembling from the intensity of labor, rested on the taut curve of his middle, feeling the undeniable pressure of his body preparing to bring eight more babies into the world. The pain grew stronger and more insistent with each contraction, reminding him just how monumental this second pregnancy was.

A soft groan escaped Cade’s lips as he adjusted himself in the chair, his belly shifting heavily with the movement. The weight of it was astonishing. He had been massive with the first octuplets, but this time, he was larger than he ever thought possible. His abdomen pushed out in front of him like an immense, taut sphere, his chest felt heavy and plump with milk, and his sore hips strained under the burden of the massive size he had reached. And now, his body was making it clear that the time was coming. The second octuplets were coming.

Cade thought about texting Caleb, aware that he needed help to deliver the babies because he was too big to do it on his own. Caleb was in college now, studying hard, and Cade didn’t want to interrupt him if he still had time to manage the early labor on his own. Cade exhaled slowly, deciding against it. He could handle this, at least for a little while longer. But as the next contraction hit him, Cade bit down on his lower lip, gripping the arms of the chair as his belly rippled with tension.

His breath hitched as he felt a heavy pressure descending lower into his pelvis. He exhaled deeply, rubbing soothing circles over the tight expanse of his belly, feeling the shifting movements of his unborn children within. These babies were going to be big. He could feel it in every fiber of his being. They were going to be even bigger than the last ones. With every movement, shift, or stretch within his belly, Cade could tell Tommy’s babies had inherited their dad’s genes.

Cade chuckled despite the pain, slightly shaking his shoulders. “No wonder you guys are so huge,” he whispered, breathing heavily and rubbing his belly, trying to see the fun in this extreme situation. “With a father like Tommy, of course, you’d be huge.”

The mere thought of Tommy sent an involuntary shiver down Cade’s spine, and his cock stirred between his thighs. His mind drifted back to the evening after he had given birth to his first set of octuplets. He had been utterly exhausted, his body a wreck of soreness and overstretched skin, but Tommy made everything feel better. And that evening, Cade had been reckless again, leading him to his current condition.

Cade remembered how they had moved to the living room, and his eyes couldn’t leave Tommy’s muscular body. Then, his breath hitched as Tommy’s intense gaze met his, and for a long moment, neither of them moved. The tension crackled between them, unspoken but undeniable. And then, as if drawn by some magnetic force, Tommy approached, leaned in, and captured Cade’s lips in a deep, consuming kiss. Cade initially hesitated but ended up letting himself go into the kiss. He was exhausted and sore, but his hands instinctively moved to Tommy’s shoulders.

Tommy reached down, grasping the hem of his tank top without breaking the kiss. He peeled it off in one smooth motion and continued the passionate making out. His muscles flexed as he discarded the tank top, the motion making Cade gasp in delight. Tommy’s massive bare chest glistened under the living room light, making him look even bigger. He kicked his sneakers off, then hooked his thumbs under the waistband of his shorts and underwear, sliding them down his thick legs until they pooled around his ankles. When he finally straightened, Cade exhaled shakily, marveling at him.

Tommy was simply massive. Broad shoulders, enormous pecs, and abs that looked carved from stone—every inch of him was so hot that Cade could barely comprehend what his eyes saw. Then, Cade’s gaze drifted lower to Tommy’s massive cock, which was slowly rising and hardening. Cade’s eyes widened as the fuck tool kept lengthening and thickening, looking impossibly huge. He remembered Joseph’s 13-inch-long cock, but Tommy’s was even bigger by at least two inches and also thicker.

“What do you guys eat in this neighborhood?” Cade shouted, blushing deeply.

“Impressive, right? I’ve been told I’m above average down there,” Tommy winked, pushing his body against Cade’s so his massive cock rubbed against the soft hairy belly.

Cade felt tiny before Tommy’s imposing presence. The younger man’s size was overwhelming in all possible ways. Towering at 6’7” and monstrously muscular, with a cock bigger than anything Cade had seen, and even his balls were massive. Cade didn’t know what to do, so he let Tommy lead the way.

“You need a massage to relax, Mr. O’Connor,” Tommy had said, not waiting for permission as his large hands moved to Cade’s sore hips, kneading them and making the towel fall. Tommy grinned and applied more pressure to Cade’s meaty hips, making the older man moan. “Damn, you look so hot.”

Cade had groaned immediately, the tension in his body melting beneath Tommy’s skillful touch. His body was a mess—still round, still soft, still utterly changed after carrying so many huge babies. He had only expected exhaustion, but Tommy made him feel something else entirely. Cade had flushed as Tommy’s hands moved to his sides, massaging the curve of his still-prominent hairy belly with a reverence that sent warmth through his core. “I don’t—” he had started, but the words died on his lips when Tommy pulled him into a deep kiss.

Despite everything, Cade embraced the kiss. He had just given birth; his body was plump and overstretched, yet Tommy held him as though he was the most desirable thing in the world. And for the first time in months, he let himself believe it. He groaned as Tommy’s hands moved to his backside, firmly kneading his ample butt. It was clear what Tommy wanted, and Cade was more than willing to go all the way with the young man.

Without thinking twice, Cade had gotten on his knees before the couch, leaning his upper body against the cushions as Tommy settled behind him, brushing his enormous cock against Cade’s butt as his strong hands worked wonders into his fattened ass.

“Ugh… It feels so good,” Cade panted, instinctively arching his back to push his ass tighter against Tommy. “But I don’t think we…”

Tommy leaned forward, covering Cade’s body with his, to whisper in the older man’s ear. “Do you want me to stop?”

Tommy’s words had made something in Cade’s chest tighten. He should’ve said yes. It was too much, too soon. But the sensation of those hands on his body, the comfort, the pleasure of being touched, of being wanted. He couldn’t fight it.

“Please,” Cade whispered. “Don’t stop.”

Tommy grinned and adjusted his position to start the next phase. “Are you sure you can take me? Nobody has been able to,” Tommy said, clearly proud of himself, but Cade was already high on pleasure to worry about dimensions. Also, he had just pushed eight huge babies out of his hole; Tommy’s cock didn’t represent an issue.

However, as Tommy carefully pushed his thick cock into Cade’s hole, the sensation was much more intense than expected. The hole felt tight, so Tommy’s cock stretched it like it was the first time something was getting inside. Cade loudly moaned when he felt the intruder stretching him and reaching deeper by the second. The sensation of such a thick pole filling him up and rearranging his guts left him panting, unable to speak, and moaning for more.

Tommy didn’t hesitate nor ask for more permission and started pounding hard into the older man, loving how the fat ass jiggled with each thrust. Cade’s face was expressionless. His eyes were blank, and his mouth was open. His body ached, but deep down, he only wanted more. Cade wanted Tommy to fuck him harder, and as the memory of Joseph fucking him just like this came to mind, Cade deeply desired to carry Tommy’s babies like he had carried Joseph’s.

Cade had lost track of time, his mind too overtaken by pleasure to pay attention to anything apart from Tommy’s cock entering him over and over again. The sensation of precum entering his aching gut sent shivers down his spine, making his own cock shoot cum over the couch. And when Tommy’s massive cock exploded with a wave of warm cum straight into his womb, Cade’s body trembled as his belly bloated up with what felt like gallons of cum.

When it was over, Tommy had pulled his cock out of Cade’s hole, leaving him feeling empty. They collapsed onto the couch, panting. Tommy had sprawled on his back, taking up the entire space with his massive frame. Cade had sprawled atop him, his smaller—but still substantial—body resting against that sculpted wall of muscle. Their breaths had mingled, sweat cooling between them. Tommy’s hands moved to Cade’s abdomen, caressing it before squeezing the massive tits.

“Never tell anyone about this,” Cade had whispered, still breathless.

Tommy smiled, gently kissing the older man’s forehead. “I won’t, Mr. O’Connor. But do you think we could do this some other time? It was the first time I could fit my whole cock inside anyone. I’m impressed.”

Cade grinned and reached down to caress Tommy’s 10-inch-long soft cock. “I’ll think about it. I won’t promise, but I can’t deny it was great.”

They had stayed on the couch for a while, enjoying the afterglow of such incredible sex. Then, Cade had watched as Tommy stood, moving with careful grace. He dressed methodically, pulling his tank top over those broad shoulders and slipping into his shorts, and before leaving, he had knelt beside Cade one last time. His large hands had slid over Cade’s abdomen, tracing the softened, hairy skin over his still-rounded middle, up to his chest.

“You should keep getting bigger,” Tommy had teased, firmly squeezing Cade’s tits. “It suits you.” Tommy leaned in and kissed Cade’s lips, making him blush.

A sharp, agonizing contraction ripped Cade back to the present. He gasped, his grip on the armrest of the rocking chair tightening as a deep, immense pressure settled in his hips. Cade knew this feeling. One of the babies was moving into position. He groaned, shifting uncomfortably as the pressure became unbearable. His belly tensed, rock-hard, as his body prepared for what was coming next.

Cade braced himself and pushed to his feet, looking for some relief from the pressure on his hips. However, the moment he stood, his water broke. A sharp gasp escaped him as warm fluid gushed down his legs, pooling onto the floor. His entire body shuddered as the contractions intensified tenfold.

“Ugh… here we go,” he said, clutching his enormous hairy belly as another wave of pain crashed over him. There was no more time to wait, no more time to be stubborn. He needed Caleb to come home. The babies were coming, and this labor seemed to advance as fast as the first.

Despite the contractions, Cade reached for his phone and dialed Caleb’s number. The young man didn’t respond immediately, but Cade insisted. “Caleb, he panted as soon as his son answered. “It’s time. You need to come home now.”

“Now? Dad, I can’t. I have this very important exam in a few minutes. Are you sure it’s time?” Caleb asked, clearly concerned.

“My water just broke, and I can feel one of the babies getting in position,” Cade said.

“Damn it! Okay. Dad, listen. I had a Plan B in case something like this happened. I hadn’t mentioned it because I hoped it wouldn’t be necessary.” Caleb’s voice was firm and slow, aware of the situation’s seriousness. “I have a friend. I trust him with my life. I told him what was going on. Not all the information, but he knows the basics. He could go right now to help you. We’ve seen videos and read texts. He’ll know what to do as much as I do.”

Cade’s face turned bright red with shame and anger. He couldn’t believe Caleb had told someone else about his pregnancy. But his current situation and the pain were too intense to go deeper into his anger. “I don’t think that’s a good idea. I’m not letting a stranger into the house while I’m in labor. Your brothers… ugh… I can’t.“ Cade groaned deeply as a powerful contraction almost sent him to the ground.

“Dad, please. Trust me. He’s a good guy. Please, Dad. I need to do this exam,” Caleb said, and Cade couldn’t help but feel guilty.

Cade realized that he was asking his son to come home to help him deliver the babies because he had been reckless nine months ago. It wouldn’t be fair to decline Caleb’s Plan B. “Okay. Okay. I trust you. But please tell him to come fast,” Cade said, taking deep breaths to deal with the contractions. “These babies are coming out now!”

“I’ll call him immediately and give him my keys so he can get in. You’ve got this, Dad. I’ll be home soon to meet the babies,” Caleb said before closing the call.

Cade slowly moved to his bedroom, still thinking about how he got into such trouble and how this all had impacted Caleb’s life. He had already been carrying more responsibility than any young man his age should, and for the strangest reason: a pregnant dad. Cade carefully settled himself onto his bed, slowly exhaling, trying to find a comfortable position. His massive belly took up so much space, making every movement feel impossibly hard. He winced as another contraction hit him, making his body tighten, preparing for what was to come.

As he lay back, rubbing slow circles over the vast expanse of his belly, memories surfaced—memories of the weeks following his encounter with Tommy, of adjusting to life with the first set of octuplets. Those early weeks had been beyond exhausting. Eight newborns. Eight tiny, hungry mouths to feed. Eight sets of cries, all needing him at once. He barely had time to rest, let alone process anything else. But something had felt off. His body wasn’t recovering the way it should have. His belly hadn’t deflated as much as expected—it remained round and tight, and then it felt like it was growing.

At first, he chalked it up to postpartum swelling. He had just carried eight large babies, after all. It made sense for his body to take its time adjusting. But then the nausea began. Then, the fatigue and strange flutters deep in his abdomen came. He ignored it, pushing the thoughts aside to focus on caring for his infants. But Caleb noticed.

“Dad, have you been hiding something from me?” Caleb had asked one evening as Cade absentmindedly caressed his belly while breastfeeding the babies. “What did you do?”

Cade couldn’t respond, caught off guard by the directness of the question. He hadn’t even admitted the possibility to himself yet, but deep down, he knew. The evening with Tommy had been his secret, something that he didn’t dare to tell Caleb due to shame. There was no easy way to tell his son that despite being so exhausted and sore after giving birth to eight babies, Cade had let another young man fuck him senseless and could be pregnant again.

However, Caleb hadn’t asked him more questions; instead, he insisted that Cade make a doctor’s appointment. “Just to check what’s going on.”

Cade had hesitated, partially because he wasn’t used to going out with his new shape—his larger-than-life tits, the belly that remained round and firm, the enormous ass, and the thickened body that came as a result of his first pregnancy. But he had also hesitated because he feared what the doctor would tell him. But Caleb wouldn’t let it go.

Cade had no other option but to go to the doctor, wearing the largest clothes Caleb could find. And then the ultrasound had only confirmed his biggest fear: he was pregnant again, with another set of octuplets. It was another miracle, the doctor had said. Cade wasn’t only a pregnant man but a very fertile pregnant man. The doctor sounded surprised by the news, but Cade was speechless and frozen. It meant he had conceived these babies only two hours after giving birth to the first set of octuplets.

Cade had dreaded telling Caleb the news that evening, knowing his son would be overwhelmed. When he finally did, skipping the details about the conception, Caleb had gone silent, staring at him in disbelief. The silence stretched between them until, finally, Caleb let out a deep breath. It was a combination of disappointment and a strange excitement.

“We’re gonna need a bigger house if this keeps happening,” Caleb had said with a strained smile as he approached his dad to hug him.

Cade had laughed despite his anxiety. He had expected scolding and frustration, but Caleb had chosen to support him instead, as always. Cade couldn’t be prouder of the man Caleb had become. And just like the first time, he had decided to keep the truth from the father. Tommy was too young to deal with something so big. Cade had done it alone before; he could do it again—with Caleb’s help.

Then, a sharp contraction pulled him back to the present. Cade’s breath hitched as the first baby began to descend, pressing lower and stretching his hips. He fought the instinct to push, breathing deeply, forcing himself to stay in control. He needed to wait—help was on the way. Then he heard footsteps—slow and hesitant—approaching. The door slowly opened, and standing in the doorway was a young man—an unbelievably handsome young man—staring back at him with shocked, wide eyes.

Cade stared, momentarily taken aback by this young man’s beauty. He was tall—easily 6’4”—with a thick, strong-looking build, broad shoulders tapering into a leaner waist, almost as muscular as Caleb, but with a slightly leaner frame. He had an elegant, perfectly styled haircut, with a few strands of his light brown hair falling over his forehead, drawing attention to his chiseled features—high cheekbones, a sharp jawline, and a beautiful smile. His olive-green eyes were striking and intense. And Cade noticed how they flickered between awe and admiration as they settled on his massively pregnant body.

The young man’s skin was lightly tanned, smooth, and beautifully stretched over his muscular form, hinting at someone who spent lots of time outdoors or in rigorous training. His biceps bulged beneath the snug sleeves of his t-shirt while his long legs filled out his jeans in a way that only added to his imposing presence. Cade’s gaze flickered downward despite his pain, unintentionally noting the prominent bulge in the front of the young man’s jeans—something that made heat rise to his cheeks before he quickly looked away.

The young man barely moved, frozen in place, his lips slightly parted as he took in the sight before him. Cade groaned as another contraction hit, bringing the guy out of his trance. He blinked rapidly, blushing as he stepped forward.

“Uh—sorry! I—I mean—hello, Mr. O’Connor. I’m Simon,” he said, still clearly in awe. He took another hesitant step forward, looking across the room before focusing back on Cade’s swollen body. “I’m Caleb’s best friend. He sent me to help. I—wow, he told me a bit of what was going on, but he never mentioned that you were this... this…”

“Big?” Cade replied with a breathless chuckle, trying to distract himself from the deep pressure building in his pelvis.

“Yeah,” Simon admitted with a shy grin, rubbing the back of his neck as his gaze lingered on Cade’s massive belly, then flickered to his massive tits and thickened frame.

“I don’t think Caleb could find the words to describe any of this,” Cade said, groaning as he felt an intense contraction building. “Thanks for coming, Simon. I wish we could’ve met in different circumstances… ugh… without me looking like a beached whale with eight babies trying to break out of my womb.”

“I’m happy to help, Mr. O’Connor. And I’m honored that Caleb trusted this to me,” Simon said, sounding polite and respectful and leaving Cade surprised by these words. “Also... you look amazing if you ask me. So, that’s a bonus for me.”

Cade arched a brow, smirking despite the pain. “Amazing?”

Simon swallowed, his olive-green eyes flickering with something Cade couldn’t quite place—admiration, curiosity, and something close to reverence. “Yeah,” he whispered. “Not only are you doing something that’s supposed to be impossible, but you still look stunning. I don’t even have words—just... wow.”

Cade opened his mouth to respond, but a powerful contraction stole his breath. His entire body tensed as a deep, intense pressure settled into his pelvis. He gasped, gripping the sheets beneath him as the urge to push became unbearable.

Simon’s expression shifted instantly, his admiration turning into concern. “Okay, okay, let’s get everything ready. Caleb and I watched tons of birth videos—I think I know what to do,” he said, and Cade could barely process the words. However, the pregnant man couldn’t help but keep stealing glances at the young man, drinking in his striking features.

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