Double Duty, One Man - Part 2

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Cade leaned back into the rocking chair, his massive belly shifting uncomfortably with the weight of the eight baby boys he carried, each already weighing 10 pounds. He groaned softly. His body was exhausted from the constant strain, but there was a warmth in his heart as he thought about the babies growing inside him. He never expected to experience something so strange and fulfilling as carrying children. But now that he had done it twice, he could only smile despite the discomfort caused by the outstanding size of his belly.

The milk pumps continued to hum as they worked to relieve the fullness in his swollen chest, the suction pulling gently, causing him to sigh. His milk production had been in overdrive ever since his first set of octuplets was born nine months ago. With another set due any day, his chest seemed impossibly full, and the soft, rhythmic pull of the pumps was both a relief and a reminder of how much his body had changed.

He closed his eyes, trying to relax as the babies in his belly kicked up a storm. Each movement sent ripples across his taut, hairy abdomen, and he winced as a particularly hard kick pressed against his ribs. “Ugh… Come on, boys, calm down. Be gentle with Daddy,” he whispered, gently rubbing the sides of his belly in a futile attempt to calm them. His voice was soft and loving, but exhaustion was evident. The kicks didn’t stop, though. They never did.

As the pumps continued to draw milk from his overly full chest, Cade’s mind drifted back to a time when things were simpler—before the pregnancies, before his body had grown so large and heavy. His thoughts wandered to that day, a year and a half ago, when Joseph—the guy who knocked him up the first time, had been mowing his lawn during a hot summer morning.

It was one of those blistering summer days where the sun hung high in the sky, relentless in its heat. Cade had been sitting on his porch, watching Joseph work hard around his yard. Cade had paid him for a full service, and Joseph was doing a fantastic job. The young man, 20 years old at the time, was mowing the grass with his shirt off, revealing the perfectly sculpted physique that only someone as dedicated as Joseph could have. He was tall—about 6’5”—and built like a Greek god, weighing around 260 pounds, all muscle and definition. His blonde hair was a wild mess, spiked and tousled from the heat, while beads of sweat trickled down his face and neck, glistening in the sunlight.

Cade had watched as Joseph pushed the mower across the lawn. The young man’s thighs strained against the fabric of his tight jeans, showcasing the sheer power in his legs. His torso, slick with sweat, was a masterpiece of muscle—the kind that made people stop and stare. Every movement he made and every flex of his arms or back was magnificent. Cade had always admired Joseph’s charm since they lived in the same neighborhood, but that day, the sight of the young man working under the hot sun had stirred something deeper within him. He admired the strength and the confidence with which Joseph moved.

As Joseph wiped his brow, pausing to catch his breath, Cade decided to approach him. “Hey, Joseph!” he called out from the porch, waving at him. “Why don’t you come in for a glass of lemonade? You look like you could use a break.”

Joseph was eager for a moment of refreshment, so he grinned widely and abandoned the mower, making his way toward the porch. His bright blue eyes sparkled as he approached. “Thanks, Mr. O'Connor. I could definitely use a drink,” he said, wiping the sweat from his face with the back of his hand. His muscles glistened, leaving Cade speechless as the big guy approached with a smile.

Cade opened the door for him, and the two entered the house, where the cool air offered immediate relief from the heat. Cade poured two glasses of lemonade, and they sat down in the living room, the tension of the summer heat slowly dissipating. “So, how’s college going?” Cade asked, trying to distract himself from the sight of Joseph’s sweat-slicked body sitting only a few feet from him. “I remember your dad mentioning you’re getting a finance degree.”

Joseph nodded, taking a long sip of his drink before answering. “Yeah, it’s been great so far. I want to major in international business in a few years and maybe work for a huge company with a huge payment. It’s a lot of work, though. Between classes and workouts, I barely have time for anything else, but I like to keep my grades high and my body at its best,” he said, lifting one arm to flex his massive bicep.

Cade sighed and smiled, genuinely impressed. “You’ve always had that drive. Ever since you were a teen, you’ve focused on big things. I remember when you first started moaning lawns to earn money. I knew you’d be successful. Oh, and when your dad bought the first set of weights. It’s good to see it paying off.”

“Thanks, Mr. O'Connor. I appreciate the compliment.” Joseph blushed and couldn’t help but bounce his pecs to show off their thickness.

Joseph smiled, and Cade found it increasingly difficult to concentrate. His eyes kept drifting to Joseph’s muscular chest, to the way the young man’s abs contracted slightly with every breath. He could see the veins running along Joseph’s arms, the muscles twitching beneath the surface. Cade didn’t even realize it until it was too late—he had been so distracted by the sight of Joseph that his hand slipped, knocking his lemonade over. The cold liquid spilled down his chest, soaking his shirt.

“Oh, damn!” Cade muttered, quickly standing up, his wet shirt clinging to his torso. “I should go get a towel or something.” He started to instinctively peel the drenched fabric off his body, revealing his hairy, slightly pudgy torso.

Joseph’s eyes widened as he watched Cade’s dad-bod, but there was no judgment. Instead, there was a look of admiration, almost awe. “You don’t need to worry about it, Mr. O'Connor. It’s just water,” he said, his voice barely a whisper as he stood up and moved closer as Cade fumbled with the shirt. “Just keep the shirt off. I don’t mind.”

“I’ll go get a new shirt. It won’t take me long,” Cade said, speechless as Joseph approached with a mischievous grin. His heart pounded as Joseph closed the distance between them.

When Joseph was right before him, Cade felt a gentle touch on his abdomen, Joseph’s fingers tracing the soft hair that covered his belly. “You’ve always had a great body,” Joseph said, his voice low and sincere. “I’ve always admired how you look, Mr. O'Connor.”

Cade’s breath caught in his throat. He was speechless, completely overwhelmed by the touch and the closeness. He didn’t resist when Joseph’s hand slid further up, caressing his chest, feeling the soft weight of it. And when Joseph leaned down, pressing his lips to Cade’s abdomen in a gentle kiss, Cade’s body reacted on instinct. A soft gasp escaped his mouth as his hands instinctively reached for Joseph’s strong shoulders to caress them.

Joseph slowly kissed his way up Cade’s body as if savoring every inch of him until their lips finally met. The kiss was soft at first but quickly deepened, their bodies pressing together, the heat between them undeniable. Cade couldn’t remember the last time he had felt such passion, such raw desire. Joseph’s hands roamed over his body, holding him close, and Cade felt the world fade away as he lost himself in the moment.

“What do you say if you pay for my services with something else? I don’t want your money, Mr. O'Connor. I want this,” Joseph said, getting his large hands on Cade’s plump ass to squeeze it. “I promise you’ll love it.”

“Wha-what do you mean?” Cade mumbled, feeling Joseph’s muscular body pressing tightly against his, sending shivers down his spine. “I think this is... inappropriate, Joseph. I’m friends with your dad,” he began, but Joseph leaned again and passionately kissed his lips, leaving Cade breathless.

“I know, but he doesn’t have to know. If you don’t tell, I won’t tell.” Joseph said, kneading Cade’s ass and pulling him tighter.

Cade gasped, enjoying the sensation but feeling confused. His mind ran miles a second. He had never even considered kissing a man, but Joseph was making it too hard to resist. And he didn’t even know what the big guy wanted. “I won’t tell,” Cade said and shivered when he felt Joseph’s bulge throbbing against his leg, hinting at what came next. “Joseph, I don’t think we should—”

Joseph grinned, quickly and effortlessly ripping his pants off. He stepped backward and streaked an archer pose, showcasing his perfectly sculpted physique and letting Cade see the big bulge he carried down there, barely contained by a jockstrap pouch. “Mr. O'Connor, you won’t tell me you don’t want a piece of this?” Joseph said, bouncing his pecs and quickly reaching for his jockstrap to rip it off and reveal his bull balls and 10-inch-long, half-hard cock. “So, would you like to enjoy all of this?” he added as his dick grew another inch, then another, then another, and another until it reached about 13 inches long and thicker than a soda can.

Cade’s brain couldn’t process the scene, and he didn’t even think before he nodded. He didn’t mind the age difference or the fact that he had never been with a man before. Cade willingly surrendered at Joseph’s will, and for the first time in ages, his arousal blurred his thoughts. Joseph was too much to resist. “What do you want me to do?” Cade said, a begging tone in his voice.

Joseph grinned as he approached again, ripping off Cade’s pants and underwear, leaving the hairy man fully naked in the living room. The big guy passionately kissed Cade again, guiding him to the couch and helping him lay on it, quickly positioning himself on top. “I promise I’ll be gentle. I’ll stop if you want me to stop, but I hope you’re as excited as I am,” he said, looking straight into Cade’s eyes.

“Go ahead,” Cade said, unsure of what to expect and how Joseph would make things work but convinced that he needed to feel the 13-inch-long thick dick deep inside him.

Joseph’s powerful arms lifted Cade’s legs and pushed the head of his dick against the older man’s tight, virgin hole. “You’ll love this. People have told me I’m good at this,” Joseph said, pushing his hips forward, attempting to bury his dick into Cade’s hole. “Though nobody has been able to take my entire cock. Some even complain with only the head, but I know a big man like you can handle this,” he added, pushing harder and making Cade groan as his hole resisted the intrusion.

“It won’t fit. I’ve never—ugh,” Cade mumbled, feeling the big head of Joseph’s dick, slowly forcing his hole to gap.

“It will. I’m sure it will,” Joseph said, thrusting his hips hard and finally succeeding. The head of his dick entered Cade, making him moan and groan in discomfort and pain. “Told you… Now it’s only a matter of time and willingness to adjust,” Joseph said as he pushed more of his dick into the older man, who was unable to contain his moans as his breathing shortened and his whole body trembled.

“So big! It’s so big,” Cade said, his face inexpressive as his body adjusted to the massive intruder going deeper into his guts. He couldn’t process the real implications, but he couldn’t help but long for more. He felt as if his body was splitting in half, but he wanted more of Joseph’s massive cock. “M-More, please.”

Joseph grinned at Cade’s pleading tone, pushing inch after inch of thick cock into the tight hole until the entire fuck tool was buried in. “Wow, that’s impressive. You took the whole 13 inches, and fuck, it feels great,” Joseph said, leaning forward to kiss Cade’s lips. “You’re by far the best hole I’ve ever fucked, and we haven’t even started,” Joseph said, slowly bucking his hips and making Cade moan even louder. Nothing could stop Joseph, and Cade didn’t want that moment to end.

The fucking was so intense that Cade couldn’t rationally think anymore; he only wanted to feel Joseph pounding into him over and over again. Joseph fucked Cade harder than ever before, admiring how the older, hairy man begged for more. Joseph was more than happy to oblige every time Cade asked for more.

They were both sweaty and breathless a while later, lying on the couch together. Joseph’s massive body was still atop Cade, and his dick buried into the older man’s ass. Cade stared at the ceiling, still processing the sensation and marveling at how full he felt after Joseph shot over a cup of cum deep inside his guts. This moment changed Cade’s life forever.

*

Back in the present, Cade smiled as the memories flooded his mind. Even a year and a half later, he could still feel Joseph’s touch and hear the gentle praise in his voice. He shifted slightly in the rocking chair, gasping as a particularly strong kick from one of the babies jolted him back to reality. “Easy, boys, easy,” he murmured, rubbing his massive belly.

The pumps beeped, signaling that the bottles were full, and Cade carefully changed them for empty ones. His chest felt incredibly full, so he restarted the pumps, knowing there was still more milk to be drawn. As the pumps began their rhythmic suction again, Cade smiled down at his swollen belly. “You’re all going to be as big and handsome as your brothers,” he whispered softly, his voice full of love. “You have different dads, but both are fantastic young men, so I’m sure you’ll be just as fantastic.” He closed his eyes again, content as the pumps continued their work, the babies kicking and turning inside him, and the memories of Joseph lingered sweetly in his mind.

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