Knocked Up Nights Ch. 7

Chapter Seven

A few minutes later, Josh pulled into a parking lot behind a non-descript building, with one of the smallest commercial signs on it Brad had ever seen. In barely visible, super faded lettering, it read, "Tony's Pizzeria."

This was the type of place if you didn't know about, you'd never notice it let alone think to try it. The lot was close to full though so obviously, people knew about Tony's… Josh had a hard time finding a space big enough for the Escalade, so he ended up parking in front of the dumpsters.

"You're not gonna get towed, are you?" Brad asked as he got out.

Josh shook his head as he closed the door for him. "They're used to people parking wherever they can."

"You bring all your dates here?" The pregnant man teased as they headed towards the front of the lot.

"Ha!" Josh laughed, almost sheepishly. "You're the first guy I've taken here, but this isn't a date."

"I'm aware," Brad rolled his eyes. "So do famous people come here?"

"Yup," Josh nodded. "It's one of the few places in LA where they don't seem to get hassled by the paps. Too far away from all of the action for most of 'em to bother coming out here."

"Well if it's good enough for the stars, it should be good enough for us!" The doubly pregnant man replied with a pat to his belly.

He and Josh walked in and were quickly given a small booth towards the back of the restaurant, which looked like it did outside (nothing special) but smelled amazing. A waiter came and took their drink orders, quickly returned with them and asked if they were ready to order? Brad and Josh decided on two large pizzas, one cheese, one pepperoni. Josh promised they'd be the best pizzas Brad had ever had in his life.

"I didn't know LA was famous for its pizza?" Brad said as he sipped his iced tea.

"Just trust me," Josh smirked. "You'll think you died and went to pizza heaven!"

"Don't you think we over ordered? I'm usually only good for half a large myself and you don't look like you do too much over eating…"

"Thanks…" he laughed. "But believe me when I say I don't just work out to look good," he shook his head. "I do it so I can eat! Actually, mainly so I can eat!" He chuckled. "I'm a total foodie… I can put away almost a whole large myself, this stuff is so good, and you…" he paused as he reached across the table to tap the top of Brad's belly. "You're a growing boy, with two extra mouths to feed!"

"Least I forget!" Brad chuckled as his stomach growled again.

Right on cue, the waiter returned, set the two larges on risers and served them each their first slice, cheese for Brad and pepperoni for Josh.

"Ohmygod…" Brad moaned through his first cheesy mouthful. "This is fucking amazing!"

"I told you!" Josh laughed as he picked a wad of cheese off his plate that had fallen from his slice and popped it in his mouth.

There wasn't much talking as the two big men ate. They both constantly eyed each other, seeming almost afraid the other would eat more than them, like they were in some sort of competition. They ended up polishing off all but two slices, both of them unable to eat another bite.

"Oh man…" Brad groaned as he rubbed his belly. "I feel like I'm about to pop!"

"Me too!" Josh agreed. "But it was worth it, wasn't it?"

"Totally. Remind me to grab a menu when we leave."

The guys sat there and sipped their drinks as they let their massive meal begin to digest. Now that their mouths weren't full, they talked, getting to know each other better.

"So how long have you been at Swollen?" Brad asked.

"Going on four years," Josh replied. "I saw an ad for a driver and I responded. Didn't realize it was for a porn studio, let alone an mpreg one, but once I talked with Pete and Tim and saw they were running a legit operation and found out what they were willing to pay me, I decided to give it a shot and I've been there ever since."

"That's cool," Brad nodded. "They seem like good guys to work for. I guess I had this image in my head of what porn people would be like, you know, kinda shady… but I've been pleasantly surprised so far," he shrugged.

"From what I've heard, you can't find better guys in the industry," Josh shared. "They really take care of their people."

"So what do you do besides drive us pregnant boys around?"

"I'm pretty much a jack of all trades… I get assigned to one person, that person currently being you, and act as their driver/personal assistant/whatever else I need to do to make sure you get to work."

"Who were you assigned to before me?"

Josh groaned as he rolled his eyes. "Victor. I couldn't take it anymore… Him delivering his last baby in the truck was the last straw. Not to mention, he's just so rude and inconsiderate."

"Well in his defense, he couldn't really help giving birth when and where he did, could he?" Brad asked. "It sounds like it happened really fast…"

"Oh, he totally could've!" Josh scoffed, quickly getting riled up. "He just hates me and did everything he could to make my life a living hell during the two years I was with him! I'm sorry, but I don't buy the whole 'I couldn't hold it in' excuse," he shook his head. "I mean come on… It was his third pregnancy and yes, labor and delivery tend to go quicker each time, but he knew we'd be at the hospital in five minutes and he just had to get all dramatic and make a mess of my car, which in case you haven't noticed, I take really good care of!"

"I noticed," Brad smirked. "So what happened after he gave birth?"

"I'd like to add as much as we hate each other, I pulled over and got in back with Victor and helped him deliver the baby."

"Very noble of you."

"I had to…" Josh groaned. "I didn't wanna get in trouble if anything happened. But anyway, after Victor gave birth, the truck was out of commission for almost a month, getting reupholstered and detailed, so I got that time off, but not before I went to Pete and Tim and told them I couldn't deal with Victor anymore. They told me they'd find me someone else, but by the time I got the truck back, everyone else had someone assigned to them, so I've just been filling in for the other guys as needed till you came along."

"Lucky me," Brad winked.

"More like lucky me!" Josh smirked. "You're so much cooler than Victor, and nicer too! Plus, all the other guys are jealous of me 'cause I get to drive around the stud pregnant with twins!"

"So I'm a career booster, huh?" Brad laughed.

"Kind of," Josh nodded. "At the very least, it shows the guys respect me and know I'm responsible."

"Well then like I said, lucky me."

"You know I've never asked anyone before… What's it like being pregnant?"

"Honestly, it's not that exciting," Brad shook his head. "Before I came out here, I'd been on paternity leave for a while already and since I'm not with anyone and most of my friends are young and single, I found myself with a lot of time on my hands."

"What about your family?" Josh asked.

"That's a whole 'nother story…" Brad rolled his eyes. "One I'd rather not get into now. So anyway, I found myself bored outta my mind, which is part of the reason I applied to Swollen."

"So you don't have any experience?" Josh asked. "You weren't even a stripper?"

"Nope," Brad shook his head. "Prior to getting pregnant, I was just a regular, blue collar guy, who didn't even like hooking up all that much," he shrugged.

"You don't like hooking up?" Josh asked, obviously surprised.

"I don't not like it, but I'd prefer a relationship."

"So then why decide you wanted to give porn a shot?"

"I dunno?" Brad shrugged again. "Like I said, I'm more of a relationship type. Every once in a while, I'd get the urge to hook up, hence these two…" he said, rubbing the top of his belly. "But other than that, I'm kinda boring, so when I found myself in this situation, I decided why not go a little crazy and do something else I never have before?"

"I think that's cool," Josh commended. "This'll probably sound lame, but doing something like that takes a lot of guts," he paused so they could both laugh at his stupid belly joke. "I for one am glad you decided to do it."

"I am too," Brad smiled.

***

Following lunch with Josh, Brad went home to work on his tan. After seeing Josh's, he realized he really needed to put in some time by the pool, so he spent the rest of the day there along with the following.

After a relaxing morning poolside, Brad got a call from Pete, asking him to come by so they could discuss his first movie. Brad made a quick call to Josh, who said he'd be over in an hour to bring him in.

Pete was on the phone when he got to his office but silently beckoned him in. Brad took his seat and waited, Pete soon finishing his call.

"How's it going?" He asked Brad with a smile.

"Can't complain," the pregnant man smiled back. "Spent the morning poolside, working on my tan."

Pete clapped his hands together. "I can cross that off my list!"

"What?"

"Well, Tim and I showed the little striptease you did for us to a test audience, and their only negative feedback was that they wished you were more tan. Other than that, they loved you! Everyone wanted to know when your first film was coming out!"

"That's awesome!" Brad grinned. "I'll be sure to keep up the tanning."

"Excellent," Pete said as he went through some papers on his desk. "Now let's get down to it… I've come up with what I think is an excellent idea for your first film. If you and everyone else like it, it could easily be made into a series."

"Oh wow, OK…" Brad nodded.

"You made it clear you wanted to be involved in all aspects of your career, including what types of films you made, so hopefully, you'll be as excited about what I came up with as I am!"

"Let's hear it!" He nodded again, stroking the sides of his belly.

"The series would be called, "Knocked Up Nights." It's centered around a pregnant escort, you, of course, and should it become a series, each film would put you in a different situation, but always involving sex, of course," Pete winked. "Whaddaya think?"

"I think it sounds interesting. And a little dirty…" Brad chuckled. "But I like it!"

"Awesome!" Pete beamed. "I'm thinking we'll do one scene at a time and release them individually on our site's pay-per-view portal to get some immediate interest building. Then, once we have enough, we'll release a movie. So I've got some ideas for scenes I'd like to go over…"

Brad and Pete spent the rest of the afternoon going over ideas. It all sounded so dirty and exciting, Brad couldn't believe he was going to be the star, but he was. Though he'd never been in porn (yet, anyway) he'd seen enough to have some ideas and fortunately, Pete was happy to take his input.

"This is gonna be a huge hit and make you a huge star!" He predicted as their meeting came to an end.

"I could get with that," Brad chuckled and nodded. "So when do we start?"

"Gimme a few days to arrange locations, wardrobes, a crew, stuff like that," Pete replied. "And more importantly, give yourself a few more days to work on that tan and do a little more growing!" He said as he gave Brad's belly a pat as he guided him towards the door.

***

Before Brad knew it, it was the day of his first shoot. Actually, it was late afternoon as they needed to get some night shots in. He was uncharacteristically quiet on the ride to the studio, trying to mentally prepare for the day ahead. There was no turning back now… Knowing but not fully, he was about to do something that would change life as he knew it forever.

When he arrived at the studio, Josh wished him luck then he headed inside. Brad made his way to wardrobe and makeup and got into costume. The first scene would start with Brad walking the streets at night, looking for a guy to pick him up. For it, he was outfitted in a tight pair of faded jeans, with tears and holes in all the right places, along with black boots, a tight wife beater, and a black leather jacket that proudly showed off his belly.

"Lookin' good, stud," Tim said as he came up from behind. "How ya feelin'?"

"Nervous," Brad admitted as he checked himself in the mirror one last time as the makeup artist finished up his work.

"That's to be expected," Tim nodded. "But I know you'll do fine."

"I hope so…" he sighed.

"Just relax," Tim said as he rubbed his shoulders. "Try to enjoy yourself… The more you do, the easier it'll be."

"Yeah, alright," Brad sighed again as he leaned back into the massage.

"And no pressure here… We can take as much time as you need."

"I'll probably feel better once I've met my co-star," he reasoned.

"I was just about to suggest we do that," Tim nodded. "Is he done here?" He asked the makeup artist.

Once Brad was, Tim led him outside to the back lot and over to a trailer. He gave the obviously anxious pregnant man a reassuring smile and nod as he knocked on the door.

Brad and Pete had discussed the fact he liked more masculine men… Big guys with muscles, the type you wouldn't necessarily pick to be gay, much like himself. Pete promised he'd find someone he knew Brad would enjoy working with. He'd gone so far as to promise he'd "love it."

It might not've been "love at first sight," but it was "turned on infatuation" at the very least… The trailer door was answered by a towering hunk, with short brown hair, a chiseled, masculine face, striking green eyes, and a five o'clock shadow. He was wearing a tight pair of dark blue jeans, and a gray t-shirt that looked like it'd been painted on, perfectly showing off each and every well-placed ripple and bulge.

"Hey there," the hunk greeted.

"Hey there, yourself!" Tim chuckled as he offered his hand. "I wanted to introduce you to your co-star," he said, moving aside to let Brad step up and shake hands.

"Well hello there, big boy, I'm Ed," the stud said as they shook. "You must be Brad."

"That I am," he smiled and nodded.

"Brad, why don't you hang here with Ed and get to know each other before we start?" Tim suggested. "I've got to check on a couple things, but we should be ready to go in half an hour."

"Sounds good," Brad nodded before Tim went off to make final preparations.

"Come on in," Ed said, stepping aside for Brad to enter the trailer. "It's not much, but it's a nice place to relax."

"I could definitely stand for some of that right now…" Brad chuckled. "Actually, sit, preferably."

"No problem," Ed said as he gestured to the couch running along the left side of the trailer. "Nervous?"

Brad nodded as he took a seat. "This is my first scene."

"Mine too," Ed smirked.

"Seriously?!"

He nodded. "Pete approached me at the gym, showed me your little striptease performance, and asked if I'd be interested in 'working with you,'" he said with a chuckle and a set of air quotes. "Needless to say, I was. Guess you could say we'll be taking each other's virginity?" He winked.

Brad chuckled. "It's a little obvious mine's already been taken, no?" He asked, patting his belly.

"Well, each other's porn virginity," Ed corrected himself. "That's still special, no?"

"It is," the pregnant man agreed. "And yet anyone willing to pay 'just $29.95 a month' will be able to see it!" He chuckled.

"Then we better make it extra special," Ed winked again.

"I'll do my best," Brad sighed. "Is that what you're wearing?"

Ed looked down at his outfit and shook his head. "I have a suit to change into."

"I was gonna say, I haven't seen a pimp who wears jeans and a t-shirt before," Brad chuckled. "Then again, I've never actually seen a pimp!"

"Well…" the slightly older, enviably muscled man cleared his throat as he straightened up. "According to the script, I'm supposed to be a sophisticated pimp, who wears finely tailored suits and get chauffeured around in an Escalade…"

"Who finds me on a corner, sweeps me off my swelling feet, and asks me to be one of his high-priced call boys," Brad continued with what he knew of the script, which was everything.

"After I take you for a spin myself, to see if you're worth it!" Pete's fellow gym-goer turned pornstar added with a laugh. "What more could a pregnant male prostitute ask for?"

Brad sighed and rolled his eyes. "I know it's a little corny, but I think it'll make an interesting series," he felt strangely compelled to defend. "The premise makes it easy for me to be with a lot of different partners but at the same time, have and maintain a hopefully decent storyline."

"I think it's a great premise," Ed said as he leaned forward. "It's got a lot more potential than what Swollen's put out in the past… I love pregnant guys, so I've seen everything they've put out, but…"

"I know," Brad cut him off. "Hopefully, this series, my series, will be different."

"I think it will be," his soon-to-be first co-star nodded. "But even if it isn't, even if it ends up being corny as shit, I'm sure everyone in to mpreg will still join the site to see a stud like you, and that they'll be pissing their pants waiting to see you get bigger and bigger!"

Brad smiled, even as he felt himself blush. Was Ed flirting with him..? "Well, thanks. I'm sure having you as my hot ass, muscle daddy pimp, won't hurt either!"

"Hot ass, muscle daddy, huh?"

"Um…"

Ed chuckled. "Pete mentioned I was your type…"

He was definitely flirting with Brad. "Well…"

"Guess I should get ready… Do you mind if I change here?"

"It's your trailer."

"I know, but I mean here, here. I'd go to the bathroom, but it's a tiny little joke of a thing. I'm not complaining…" Ed stressed. "Shit, I'm about to have sex with a super sexy, pregnant stud, and get paid for it, but…"

"You're good," Brad nodded.

He'd hardly got the words out of his mouth before Ed stood and pulled his shirt off, revealing his incredibly ripped torso. He tossed his t-shirt to the floor, undid his belt, button and fly, and then quickly dropped his jeans, suddenly revealing his full, naked self to Brad. Once he'd stepped out of his tight denim, he sauntered causally over to the small, nearby closet and took out his "costume." As he did, the doubly pregnant, soon-to-be official pornstar, was treated to a great profile view of Ed, getting his first good look at his thick and veiny cock, and large, hefty balls, as well as his nice, muscled and meaty, and slightly hairy ass.

"Someone's got no shame!" He joked as he reached down and around his belly to try and casually adjust his now throbbing dick.

"Ha…" Ed smirked. "I'm a stripper."

"That explains the killer body."

"Thanks. Maybe I should say I was a stripper?" He shrugged. "We'll have to see where this opportunity leads…"

All too soon, Brad's very own personal "performance" from a very sexy, actual stripper was over, and Ed was fully dressed in his suit. Much to his surprise, fully dressed again, this time in an expensive suit that had obviously been tailor-made for him, Brad found Ed even more appealing. As his "pimp" was tying his shoes, there was a quick knock on the door before it opened and Tim stepped into the trailer.

"You boys ready?" He asked.

"As I'll ever be," Brad nodded as he attempted to house himself up off the couch.

Quickly noticing his struggle, Ed closed the short distance between them and offered out his hands, which Brad gladly accepted. As working together, he slowly raised himself, he got an eyeful of Ed's crotch in the process and was pretty sure he noticed his "pimp's" cock give a couple inadvertent twitches. Interesting…

A short time later, the three men stepped out into the now dark evening, and made their way to the golf cart Tim had driven over. He got back behind the wheel and once Ed and Brad were seated, drove them to a different part of the lot, which had been done up to look somewhat like a city street. As the golf cart came to a stop, Brad noticed a familiar looking Escalade and an even more familiar looking driver, Josh…

"What're you doing here?" Brad asked him as Ed helped him from the cart.

"Pulling double duty tonight," Josh smirked. "I'm playing the driver, an off-screen role, but Tim did promise to put my name in the credits, not that anyone watches those, especially in a porno…" he rolled his eyes.

"Still thoughtful!" Brad teased.

"Alright, everyone…" Tim suddenly yelled. "Places, please!"

"Showtime!" Josh winked at Brad before walking over and climbing into the driver's seat of the Escalade. "Good luck!" He called out before closing himself in.

***

"Action!" Tim shouted.

Heart racing, Brad began sauntering down the starkly lit street, trying his best to ignore the camera and operator walking along next to him. He had his hands in his pockets, pushing his jacket back, revealing more of his belly. As he walked, he heard a car pull up beside him and slow down.

"Evenin'!" A deep, masculine voice called.

Brad looked up and over at the Escalade, more specifically at the handsome man sitting in the backseat, slightly leaning out the window.

"Hey there, stud," he replied in his best sexy voice. "See somethin' you like?"

"I think I do," Ed nodded as Brad approached. "Surprised to see someone your size still out working the streets," he said as he reached out and gave the front of Brad's belly a pat, causing the pregnant man to step back and attempt to cover his belly.

"Look man, you're either interested, or you're not. I don't have time for shit…" Brad said as he turned and started walking away.

"Wait a sec…" Ed said, reaching out and grabbing his arm. "I don't usually go for pregnant guys, but that doesn't mean I don't like what I see, so why don't you hop in?"

Brad paused a second before responding, "I'm not doing much hopping at the moment, but I'll do what I can," he said as he opened the door and waited for Ed to move over.

"Cut!" Tim yelled. "Perfect! We got it in one take! Great work, guys!"

Josh cut off the engine, jumped out and ran around to help Brad back out.

"You're doin' great, Brad!" Tim called from his chair. "I told you you were a natural!" He commended his newest star before addressing everyone else again. "Alright everyone, let's shoot the car interior next…"

Everyone moved back inside to a room that has been set up to contain the back half of some nondescript vehicle, this time done up to look like the interior of Josh/Ed's Escalade. Tim had explained to Brad that it was easier to film interior vehicle shots this way, rather than getting all the camera and sound equipment into an actual vehicle. Everyone got situated and filming soon resumed.

"So where you takin' me, stud?" Brad asked Ed as he reached over and started loosening his tie.

"Back to my place," the "pimp" replied as he leaned forward and over some to stroke Brad's belly. "We should talk price before we get there…"

"$300 an hour," Brad was quick to reply, making Ed laugh.

"What? You get paid by the pound or something?!"

Brad quickly pulled back from the sexy man and started in on him. "Look, dude… I dunno what your problem is, but I don't need to sit here and take any shit from you!" He shook his head. "I get plenty of work, if and…"

"I can see that," Ed cut him off, maneuvering to be able to continue rubbing big circles against Brad's belly while simultaneously pulling up his wife beater to expose it to the camera positioned in front of them.

"So what's the fucking deal?" Brad asked as he reached down and grabbed Ed's hand, stopping it from rubbing. "You want me, or not?"

"I already told you I'm not usually into pregnant guys, but you got me interested…" Ed replied as he pulled his hand from Brad's and placed it back on his belly. "So, yeah… I want you. $300 an hour ain't cheap, so you better be worth it."

"Oh, I'm worth it… Best lay in the city."

"Must be…" he chuckled as he pulled Brad's beater up even higher to show off his chest. "'Cause it looks like everyone in it, put some baby batter in you!"

"Fuckin' condom broke, asshole!" Brad replied, moving closer at the same time so Ed could have better and easier access to his pregnancy. "But don't worry, I'm clean…"

"You sure 'bout that..?"

"Yes. And if you think $300 an hour isn't cheap, you lucked out."

"How so?"

"I was able to charge $500 before I started showing, that's how!"

"You got $500 an hour in this part of town?"

"Sure did…" Brad confirmed as he leaned in to start lightly planting kisses on the closest side of Ed's neck. "You horny businessmen always know who to come to for the good shit. So what's your name?"

"Ed. You?"

"Brad… Brad Bulging."

"How… fitting," Ed replied as he slapped Brad's belly lightly. "So when are you due?" He asked. "Yesterday?"

Brad shook his head as he rubbed his belly. "Not for three more months. Twins…" he explained.

"Well, well, well… Tonight's my lucky night, isn't it?" Ed grinned. "I got myself a real big boy…"

"Hell yeah, you did," Brad nodded. "Now the question is… Did I?"

"Cut!" Tim called. "Shit! You guys are doin' great! Awesome! Both of you are fuckin' naturals! Now let's get to the bedroom set… Hurry, everyone! We're on a damn roll!"