A Deal's a Deal

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The snow fell outside, coating the neighborhood in a white blanket like every December. Inside the house, the soft holiday music, the fireplace’s heat, and the Christmas decorations made the place feel warm despite the cold outside. Ezra and Dean had moved into this neighborhood a little over 9 months ago, so they were excited to spend their first Christmas in their new home, expecting this to be the best December they had ever had, waiting for the arrival of the sextuplets growing in Dean’s belly.

Ezra moved around, carefully placing ornaments on their Christmas tree. He was tall and broad-shouldered at 6’6”, looking like a happy, muscular Santa in his snug red pajama set. The full-body costume included white fur trim and a Santa hat and hugged his massive physique and showed off his muscles, which flexed with every movement. His chest was impressively broad, rising and falling with deep breaths as he reached up to hang a glittering star high on the tree. His thick, muscular thighs stretched the fabric of his pants, and his perfectly sculpted ass stretched the outfit to the limit, leaving little to the imagination. A slight but noticeable roundness of his belly pushed against the pajama’s front, and his big bulge strained the fabric around his crotch, evidencing the outline of his massive cock and bull balls.

On the couch, Dean shifted with a soft groan, trying to find a comfortable position. At 6’2”, and already thick and plump before his pregnancy, he was now undeniably enormous. The full-body Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer pajama he wore stretched to its limit, barely managing to contain his massive form and beach ball-sized belly. The brown fabric of the costume clung to his expansive abdomen, which stretched high and round in his lap, housing sextuplets who had long outgrown any reasonable size. The red nose and antlers on the hood gave the ensemble a sweet touch, but the snug fit on his chest, ass, and thighs made it look comical due to how huge he was.

Dean’s pecs, heavy and sensitive from months of preparation to feed the babies, rose and fell as he adjusted his position, wincing slightly. His widened hips and thickened thighs sank into the couch’s cushions, and his ample butt made sitting a challenge. Despite his discomfort, Dean smiled, watching Ezra, his muscular boyfriend, decorating the tree with childlike excitement.

“You really like Christmas, don’t you?” Dean teased, his voice soft as he smiled.

Ezra turned, his face lighting up as he saw Dean. “Of course I do! It’s the most wonderful time of the year,” he said with a certain musicality. “And, it’s our first Christmas in the new house and with the little ones on the way. The tree has to be perfect.”

Dean chuckled, but it quickly changed into a low groan as a contraction rippled through his belly. He moved a hand on the taut surface, feeling the babies shift and kick. “They’re definitely excited about it, too,” he said, caressing the side of his large abdomen. “They’ve been moving nonstop all evening, but they just don’t want to come out.”

Ezra crossed the room in a few long strides and knelt beside Dean. “Hey, hey,” he whispered, placing his large hands on Dean’s belly. “Let’s see if we can calm them down a bit,” Ezra added, leaning in to gently kiss the stretched fabric covering Dean’s belly. “Alright, little ones,” he said in a soothing voice. “Give your daddy a break, will you? He’s been carrying you around for nine months and then some.”

Dean softly laughed as Ezra continued kissing the round belly. “Sometimes I wonder how I got so lucky to find you,” he said, reaching for Ezra's face to caress it. “Though, this is all your fault. You could have gotten me pregnant with one or two, not six giant babies.”

Ezra looked up, grinning and raising a brow. “Well, I only did half the initial work; the rest is all your body’s handiwork. Your body produced six babies, and your body got them this big,” he said, kissing Dean’s belly again. “I’m just here to keep you as comfortable as possible.” Ezra shifted to sit on the couch beside Dean. “Alright, let’s see what we can do about this discomfort. What about a full body massage?”

Dean groaned dramatically but couldn’t hide his grin. “That sounds wonderful.”

Ezra started with Dean’s shoulders, his large hands carefully kneading the tense muscles. “Let me know if it’s too much,” he said, his thumbs working out the knots. Dean’s head lolled back as he let out a contented sigh.

“That feels… so good,” Dean said, already feeling his body relaxing.

Ezra worked his way down, massaging Dean’s arms, plump chest, and back. When he reached Dean’s belly, he slowed, his touch more careful, almost reverent. He traced small circles with his fingertips while feeling the babies move. “They’re really active tonight,” Ezra said and chuckled. “Guess you were right. They’re as excited for Christmas as we are.”

Dean smiled, loving Ezra's attention. “They’re excited because they feel you’re this close. They love you already,” he said softly, making Ezra smile.

Ezra moved on to Dean’s legs and feet, his strong hands working out the tension that had built up from supporting so much extra weight. Dean groaned and moaned, his body relaxing more with each passing minute.

“Oh please, don’t stop! You’ve got magic hands,” Dean said between moans.

Ezra laughed. “I’ve got magic in several parts of my body. I remember you saying something similar the first time we had sex,” he said, winking at Dean, who blushed deeply.

When Ezra finished the massage, he pulled Dean into his arms, hugging him as best he could, given Dean’s belly size. They sat together on the couch, observing the Christmas tree lights illuminating the room. Dean’s hands rested on his massive belly while Ezra hugged him tightly. They enjoyed the peaceful moment despite Dean’s discomfort caused by contractions.

“I can’t wait to meet them,” Ezra said, resting a hand on Dean’s belly. “To hold them and see their little faces. But mostly, I can’t wait to see you holding them. You’re going to be an amazing daddy. I mean, look at you. You already look perfect for this.”

Dean blinked back tears, snuggling closer to Ezra's body. They sat in comfortable silence for a while, watching the snow falling outside. Eventually, Dean shifted, leaning into Ezra's muscular torso to rest his head on the broad chest. Ezra smiled and kissed the top of Dean’s head as they continued caressing the overfilled abdomen where their babies rolled and turned nonstop.

“I’d love it if you helped me trigger labor so we can have the babies already,” Dean said, looking up at Ezra. “I’ve tried everything, and these babies are just too comfortable inside me.”

Ezra raised an eyebrow, looking skeptical. “Oh, no. I know that look,” he said, leaning back slightly. “What crazy idea have you come up with now?”

Dean gave him an exaggeratedly innocent look, batting his eyelashes. “It’s not crazy,” he playfully said. “I read an article that says sex can help induce labor. It’s backed by science!”

Ezra grunted but smiled. They’ve already had that conversation several times before. “You know what I think about that,” he responded. “I’m pretty sure science didn’t account for me being so well endowed. Modesty apart,” he said, gesturing to his massive bulge, and Dean couldn’t help but chuckle.

“I’m serious,” Dean said, leaning forward and resting a hand on Ezra's thigh. “It can help get things moving. The hormones and all that.”

Ezra tilted his head, considering, but his reluctance was clear. “I told you, I don’t want to hurt you or the babies,” he said. “I’ve been dying to fuck you, but we’ve already discussed this. I don’t think it’s a good idea.”

Dean cupped Ezra's face in his hands, his expression tender and purposefully sweet. “You won’t hurt me. You didn’t hurt me when you filled me up with these six babies,” he said, pulling Ezra's hands to rest on the pregnant belly. “And you won’t hurt the babies either. People do this all the time, and right now, I’m willing to try anything.”

Ezra sighed, unsure of what to do. He knew Dean was right, but he didn’t want to risk his massive cock hurting one of the babies. However, it had been months since the last time they had been together, so Ezra was eager to fuck Dean. “Alright,” he finally said, kissing Dean’s forehead. “But only because you’re giving me those beautiful puppy eyes.”

Dean grinned, leaning his head against Ezra's chest. “You’re the best. And that big dick of yours is the perfect tool to make me pop.”

Ezra helped Dean to his feet, supporting his weight as they made their way to the bedroom. Every step was slow and careful, with Ezra's arm wrapped protectively around Dean’s waist. Once inside, Ezra gently eased Dean onto the bed and began undoing the snaps of his pajamas. The reindeer costume softly slipped off, revealing Dean’s heavily pregnant body in full glory. Ezra couldn’t help but get his hands on his boyfriend’s bare abdomen to caress it.

“This makes me feel better already,” Dean said, smiling.

Ezra quickly removed his Santa pajamas, letting them fall to the ground before turning to look at Dean. Ezra climbed onto the bed, positioning himself beside Dean. His hands worked over Dean’s belly first, the taut skin warm under his touch. He moved in slow circles, pausing whenever he felt one of the babies roll or kick. Dean groaned softly, in discomfort due to the kicks and relief due to Ezra's skilled touch.

“How do you feel now?” Ezra asked as his cock hardened until it reached 16 inches long and 4 inches in diameter.

“I feel about to burst, but that’s nothing new,” Dean said, chuckling and groaning. “But I know you’ll end my suffering soon, right?”

Ezra chuckled, leaning down to kiss Dean’s belly. “I’m here to please you,” he said with a grin. “And yeah. If you said sex will help you get into labor, then we’ll have the wildest, longest, and most passionate sex we’ve ever had.” Ezra rubbed his massive cock against Dean’s thigh, making the pregnant man shiver. His hands traveled up, focusing on Dean’s chest. The sensitive area required extra care, and Ezra's touch made Dean moan as he massaged the plump pecs.

“Yes, yes. Please. I need it. Make me pop with that huge cock of yours,” Dean said, already breathless as he prepared for a hard fuck. His hormones had been over the roof over the last few months, so he had been waiting for that moment for a long time.

Ezra paused, meeting Dean’s gaze. “Alright,” he said. “I’ll help you with this… on one condition.”

Dean raised an eyebrow, intrigued and desperate for Ezra to penetrate him already. “Oh? What’s that?”

“When these six big baby boys are here and settled,” Ezra began, with a playful tone, “we start working on the next batch right away.”

Dean smiled, marveling at how perfect his boyfriend was. “You’ve got a deal, sir,” he said, leaning in to kiss Ezra. “I’ll be yours to fill with more babies whenever you want.” Their lips met as Ezra lifted Dean’s legs. Ezra aimed his cock at Dean’s hole and pushed hard to fit his whole fuck tool into his boyfriend’s eager hole. Dean loudly moaned as he felt Ezra entering him and going balls deep.

“Fuck, I missed how tight you feel. It feels as tight as the first time,” Ezra said once his cock was whole inside Dean. “Take your time to get used to it.”

“I—I—okay,” Dean mumbled, too high on pleasure to process words. “Please… continue. Keep going! Please!” Dean shouted, and Ezra obeyed, his massive muscular body working to fuck Dean hard to induce his labor.

**

A while later, the peaceful evening had transformed into a sweet chaos as Dean groaned and moaned in pain and discomfort. Dean was now in active labor, lying back on their bed with Ezra sitting beside him. One of Ezra's large hands rested on Dean’s belly while the other gently brushed sweat-dampened blonde hair from his forehead.

“I told you it would work,” Dean panted between pushes, his face flushed with effort and exertion. Despite the pain, there was a glimmer of triumph in his eyes. “The… the article didn’t lie, and fuck, it was so good!”

Ezra chuckled, looking proud despite his concern about Dean’s labor. “I’m glad it worked, and it was indeed fantastic. I’m sad I missed so many months of pregnant sex with you. But we can always repeat the whole thing,” he teased, leaning forward to kiss Dean’s forehead. “But right now, let’s focus on getting these boys out safe and sound. You’re doing amazing.”

Dean groaned as another contraction took hold, his massive belly tightening visibly. “Not so amazing. It hurts so much!”

“Deep breaths. Remember the videos we watched? You’ve got this,” Ezra said, holding Dean’s hand while the pregnant guy pushed.

Dean bore down with a guttural moan, his entire body trembling with the effort. Ezra moved into position between Dean’s legs, ready to welcome their six baby boys. After what felt like an eternity, a sharp cry filled the room. Their first son was born, red and squalling, his tiny fists waving in the air. Ezra's face lit up with awe as he carefully caught the baby, his big hands gently cradling the little one.

“Look at him, Dean. Our baby’s here,” Ezra said, smiling, unable to contain his tears of joy. “Our first boy. The first of many.”

Tears streamed down Dean’s cheeks as he reached out to touch the baby’s skin. “Hi, little one,” he whispered, his voice trembling. “He’s so perfect and so big. Just like you.”

Ezra quickly swaddled the baby in a soft, holiday-themed blanket before placing him in Dean’s arms. “No, he’s perfect like his daddy,” he said, kissing Dean’s lips as the still-pregnant man placed their firstborn close to his nipples for his first feeding. “But he’s hungry like me,” he added, marveling at the baby suckling on Dean’s nipples.

“My pecs will need an endless supply of milk to feed them all if they eat as much as you do,” Dean said, looking down at the big baby. Then, he suddenly felt contractions starting again, forcing him to spread his legs for the next delivery.

“You already know what to do. Push!” Ezra said, and Dean pushed with all he had, careful not to disturb the baby in his arms.

The second baby arrived not long after, as big as his older brother. Ezra caught him with the same careful precision, cleaning and swaddling him before handing him to Dean. They spent some sweet minutes with the first two babies before Dean felt more contractions rippling through his still-massive belly.

“Four more to go. Are you ready?” Ezra asked, and Dean nodded.

By the time the third baby was born, Dean was visibly exhausted, his body trembling with the strain. Ezra stayed by his side, tightly holding his hand and giving his belly some careful rubs.

“You’re almost done,” Ezra said. “Just three more, and then you can rest.”

Dean nodded weakly and continued the process. The fourth baby’s arrival was swift but intense. Dean cried out, his body arching as he pushed with all his remaining strength. Ezra caught the baby with tears streaming down his face as he held up their newest son. However, within a minute, the next baby was already crowning and in a rush to come out. The fifth baby was born less than 3 minutes after the fourth, leaving Dean extremely exhausted.

“You’re doing wonderfully. One more,” Ezra said, evidently excited. “You’re so close.”

The sixth and final baby was the largest, and Dean’s groans turned to outright sobs as he gave everything he had left. Ezra's hands never left him, one supporting Dean’s back and the other guiding the baby into the world. Finally, with a final push, their sixth son was born.

Dean collapsed back against the pillows, tears streaming down his face as the last cry joined the chorus of his newborns. Ezra leaned over him, kissing his lips. “You did it,” he whispered. “You brought our six baby boys into the world, and they’re so perfect. You even made it look easy.

“Not easy, but it was worth it,” Dean said, looking at their half-dozen babies.

**

A few hours later, the room was quiet again, only the sounds of six tiny breaths and occasional coos disturbing the silence. Dean sat in bed with a sea of pillows supporting him. His massive belly was now soft and empty but still rounded. He couldn’t stop smiling as he cradled two babies in his arms, feeding them carefully.

Ezra sat beside him, the other four boys resting in bed between them. “Can you believe now we’re a family of eight?” he said, smiling as he touched one of the baby’s hands.

Dean smiled, enjoying the sensation of milk being drawn out of his pecs by his babies’ mouths. “Sounds crazy, but I’m so happy they’re here,” he said. “I feel like I’ve been waiting forever to hold them.”

Ezra chuckled, leaning in to kiss Dean’s lips. “Well, you looked stunning when they were inside you. So round and full of life,” he said. “And don’t think I’ve forgotten our little deal.”

Dean laughed, his exhaustion momentarily forgotten. “I knew you wouldn’t forget. A deal’s a deal,” he said, winking at his boyfriend. “Let me finish with these hungry babies, and then I’ll be all yours to fill up again.”

Ezra grinned, leaning in to passionately kiss Dean’s lips. “Okay. I’ll move these four to their cribs while you finish there,” he said, already excited about getting Dean pregnant again. “I can’t wait to see you getting round and full. And this time, what do you say if we have daily fucks while your belly grows?.” Ezra said, and Dean grinned, already imagining his big guy’s cock rearranging his guts over and over again. “Deal?”

“Deal.”

The End 

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PN: This is a random, sweet scene that came to me earlier today. It isn't too complicated or particularly hot, but only a cute couple happy to spend their first Christmas as a family.