Getting the Grade Pt. 7

Getting the Grade

Part Seven: Virgin No More

What the trio had that afternoon into the early evening, far exceeded any previous definition Beto had for the term, "fun." As promised (at least while things got underway), Juan and Victor were not only careful, but did their best to make sure he was as comfortable as possible, which needless to say, took some doing…

They first tried him on all fours, only to all quickly find he wouldn't be able to maintain the position for long. Beto braced himself on his hands and knees, all four points sinking deep into his mattress. He pressed up on them hard, trying to keep his belly from sinking in too much, but despite his best and tiresome efforts, it still did, being so big, bulbous and heavy.

The teen tried to ignore it but burdened as they both were, his back and already taut skin soon demanded he try something else, so he only stayed on all fours long enough for Juan to remove the butt plug and then for him and Victor to help him into the next position. But before they did…

"Goddamn!" Juan said from behind as he and his man stared at the teen's gaping pucker following the removal of the plug. "I can see straight up in there!"

"We definitely ain't gon' need no lube!" Victor woofed.

When what he should've felt was relief, with the giant plug out of him, what Beto felt instead was oddly empty… He also felt air seeping into him so he forced himself closed as best he could. Still, when Juan moved in and inserted three fingers, they were easily accommodated. The world's most pregnant teen was turned on and grossed out at the same time by how his hot neighbor had penetrated his technically "virgin" hole with three of his long and thick fingers on the first try, with no lube and no problem. All Beto could do was hope that somehow, against seemingly all the odds, his ass would recover after all this (not to mention what was still to come) and that he wouldn't have to spend the rest of his life wearing diapers, like some giant baby himself.

The easiest and most comfortable position for the surrogate ended up being the second one they tried. The guys helped ease him onto his left side, at least a foot of his pregnancy hanging off the bed. Once he was in position, Victor crouched, leaned forward and wedged his head under Beto's belly so he could suck him off. Juan climbed onto the bed behind Beto, grabbed his top ass cheek and lifted off the other, then lowered his face to his ass and dove in, ready to feast.

Because the teen was so open and his ass had gotten so fat (though to be fair, a good deal of muscle had been added to it thanks to all the effort it took to haul his massive brood around), the front half of Juan's face was engulfed. His entire mouth could've easily fit inside Beto if he wanted it to but first, he paid the incredibly encumbered teen's pucker some special attention.

Needless to say, the forced surrogate's hole had experienced a lot of firsts over the last few months, but this was his first rim job, which he instantly loved. As the (obviously) more experienced hunk made out with his ass, Beto panted and moaned, his eyes repeatedly rolling back in his head for several seconds at a time. If he thought that felt incredible (which he did), the teen had another thing coming when Juan's tongue breached him, pressing and licking at spots never before touched by anything or anyone other than himself, people from the state and their sex toys.

Thanks to his monumental middle, less than half of his seven inches made it into Victor's mouth, but the hunk worked with what he could and didn't disappoint. Within a minute of simultaneously being blown and rimmed, Beto let out a loud howl as he shot a massive load (befitting his overall massive dimensions) Victor eagerly sucked and gulped down.

The cocksucker was surprised and impressed… He hadn't swallowed such a big load in a long time given how frequently he and Juan had one form of sex or another, his man's nuts never getting or staying too full for long. Once he made sure he'd gotten all Beto's still bloated nuts had to offer (for now, anyway), Victor unwedged his head from its tight confines, licked his lips and wiped his mouth, curious and strangely eager to taste the other "white stuff" Beto offered.

The bedroom was soon filled with the combined scents of sweat, cum and milk, as well as the lustful moans and groans coming from the three young men. The noises Victor and Juan made were muffled, as their mouths were occupied (or, occupied) different parts of the surrogate's form. Juan's were dampened by his fattened ass cheeks and cavernous hole, while Victor's were muted by Beto's large right nipple and the fat and warm breast flesh surrounding it.

The teen on the other hand, wasn't quiet at all. He could've muffled the pleasured sounds he was making by pressing his salivating mouth against the arm his head rested on, but he didn't. He was so overwhelmed and enthralled by everything happening that he barely even noticed (and for a change, therefore didn't mind) when he had a Braxton Hicks', likely brought on by all the excitement.

After some time, Beto's neighbors decided to switch places. Juan initiated the change, stopping his rim job to first take in some much needed air, and then to tell his boyfriend, who was still busy getting his fill from Beto's chest, that he didn't want him sucking him dry before he got the chance to try a taste straight from the source.

"You don't gotta… worry 'bout… me runnin' out," Beto panted as the guys swapped. "I make milk… like a fuckin' dairy cow!" He rather needlessly informed with a half laugh, half groan since his coming to do so wasn't exactly his proudest accomplishment (not that ANYTHING related his ridiculous pregnancy was).

Juan squatted next to the bd between Beto's belly and head. He reached up and out with his left hand and rested it along with his entire forearm on the bulging side of the teen's pregnancy as he reached out his right hand and opened it wide. He gently took hold of the surrogate's right, slightly drained but still quite full, dribbling breast, and lifted it away from where it'd plopped down against his left. Obviously, Juan didn't mind sharing with his boyfriend, but would've preferred a breast to himself (not that there was any reason or need) but big as it was, Beto's left nipple was too close to the bed to access.

Down at the fecund teen's other end, Victor had climbed on the bed behind him and had decided to forgo rimming and get down to business. He craned his neck forward and spit on his dick (able to do so easily without a monstrous pregnancy in the way), gave himself a few tugs, then lifted Beto's top cheek, revealing his wet, cavernous hole.

Victor entered all the one in one, easy motion, the teen groaning at the deep and sudden intrusion, but for pleasured and encouraging purposes only. The first actual cock to enter his ass was far from small, but thanks to all the stretching he and his poor hole had been forced to endure, was nothing to squirm at. Still, Beto relished in the sensation and the fact that despite being "fucked" more times than he could count (and in more ways than one) by the state, he'd technically just lost his virginity.

Even though it wasn't how he'd ever imagined it would happen, just a few seconds into his first true anal experience, Beto already knew he was meant to be a bottom. For a few glorious moments, during which he mentally congratulated himself on having reached this milestone, he all but forgot about the hunk at his chest… After Victor slowly started thrusting in and out, confirming Beto's prediction that a real dick would feel better than a fake silicone one, he (somewhat) came to his senses and lowered his gaze to Juan. Once he had, he noticed his other neighbor was just licking at his nipple rather than sucking from it greedily like his boyfriend had.

"Everything OK?" He asked as he gently rocked atop his bed, the frame rather ominously creaking and squeaking.

"Ehh…" Juan shrugged as he stood, still keeping a firm grip on Beto's boob. "I don't think it's for me," he shook his head.

"What isn't..?" Beto frowned, worried Juan had lost interest in what they were doing till he saw his cock remained at full attention, at least physically indicating otherwise.

"Your milk," the hunk replied. "Surprisingly, I liked gettin' it out…" he admitted with a chuckle. "Then again I'm kind of a nipple guy, but your milk's just so thick and rich, and warm," he frowned this time.

"Well it is meant for… feedin' and fattenin' up, oooh…" the teen halted his response to moan as Victor brushed against his prostate. "Babies, so yeah… it's rich, and you were… takin' it straight from the source."

"Reminds me of when I couldn't sleep as a kid," Juan said as he reached down with his other hand, jerked himself a couple times and then gently squeezed his balls together to loosen up his tight sack.

"I don't… get it..?" Beto shook his head along with the rest of his body.

"My ma would warm milk up for me. Always did the trick, and the last thing I wanna do now is get sleepy!"

"Oh no!" He laughed as he shook his head some more. "We can't have… that! Oooh!" He moaned again.

"Right..?" Juan laughed back. "So tell me…  Is my man fuckin' you good?"

"I think so…"

He raised his brows. "Whachu mean you 'think so?!'"

"It's my first… time," Beto reminded.

"Oh, that's right!" Juan grinned. "Congrats, babe!"

"Thanks!" Victor grinned back.

"Even if you might not be doin' the best job…" Juan winked at him before looking back at Beto. "Don't worry, I'm better!" He winked again.

"I wasn't… complainin'!" Beto hurriedly assured Victor over his shoulder. "It feels damn good, but doesn't it… always?"

"HELL NO!!!" The couple replied in firm unison.

"No..?" He frowned.

"Hell no!" Juan repeated with a shake of his head. "Especially not your first time! For most people, anyway…" He rolled his eyes as he recalled how much it'd hurt back when Victor had taken his anal virginity. "So I know you probably think I'm crazy for sayin' so, but you should consider yourself lucky you're so stretched!"

"He's even looser than… you are, babe!" Victor replied between thrusts, taking the opportunity to get his guy back for teasing him about his (in fact not) poor performance. For a second, he thought about taking it farther and telling Beto how Juan had repeatedly begged him to pull out their first time, but rather smartly decided to keep that between them.

"Oh, shut the fuck up!" Juan rolled his eyes again as he playfully flipped his boyfriend off. "Anyway… Now ain't the time to be talkin' anything bad 'bout sex," he said to Beto (and Victor) with a shake of his head. "Now's the time to keep enjoyin' it since you're lucky enough to already be!" He winked at the eighteen year old before getting slightly serious and asking, "You really are, right..?"

"Ohfuckyes!" Beto enthusiastically replied, all in one exhale.

"Good," the hunk facing him smirked. "So whaddaya say to helpin' me wake back up 'fore I drift off after drinkin' your warm, creamy milk?" He suggested with a few wags of his brows.

"I say, yes!" The willing (sexually, anyway) surrogate nodded, or tried to, his head gently lolling around more than anything this time. "Just tell me what you want me to do."

Juan smirked. Instead of verbally telling Beto what to do, he did so physically. He squatted again, but this time only halfway, then reached forward and took his younger, now strangely sexy neighbor by the back of his head. Gently, he angled the teen's handsome face to take the throbbing, rock hard cock he was aiming at it with his other hand, now that he'd released his hold on his still bloated and leaking tit.

As he did so, Beto instinctively opened his mouth as wide as he could, quickly taking Juan all the way to his pubes. Same as with his ass, thanks to all the "training" he'd had his senior year (with Seamus), he'd come to be able to take a dick in his mouth and down his throat with no problem. Juan was bigger than the surrogate's redheaded friend in all dimensions, filling his mouth and tickling the back of his throat with his thick mushroom head, almost causing Beto to gag, but not quite. Already his jaw ached and tears began to fill his eyes, but as was the case with actually getting fucked, he loved it.

Taking his hand from his taut, rounded flank, he reached out over the top portion of his pregnancy and tried to grab Juan by the base of his cock. He succeeded for a second, but then Beto's hand was brushed away, so he instinctively returned it to his belly, which was now undulating… Obviously, he had other things on his mind but somehow, he hadn't noticed till then that the babies were active. Much more than they'd been in some time, presumably worked up by the constant wobbling of his body, especially now that it was getting rocked from both ends.

Down at his backside, Victor maintained a firm grip on his rump, squeezing the higher cheek tight with both hands as he worked himself in and out and all around Beto's super pliant hole. He'd meant to try and tighten himself as best he could but with so much (awesomeness) going on, he hadn't. As a result, the guys had and were doing to him had made him looser still and now, loud, sharp yet billowy farts kept bursting out around Victor's cock since the stud wasn't large enough to "plug the leak," but to be fair: was anybody..?

While Beto was mortified, there was nothing he could do about it. Juan and Victor seemed to find his expulsions sexy though, if not also a bit funny… All three of them chuckled (and/or groaned in embarrassment) every time Beto's ass audibly protested, but then the couple would egg each other on.

"Yeah, that's right, babe… Fuck that fat, loose pregnant ass! Force that air out!" Juan encouraged (even though Victor had no control over the latter) as he pistoned in and out of Beto's mouth.

"Choke him!" His man huffed back. "Not all… the way, but gag him with that big dick!"

Once again, perhaps Beto should've been worried, weirded out, whatever, but he wasn't. What he was was in heaven… He'd finally become the supposedly sex-crazed teenage shut his parents assumed he was back when his mom caught him taking those damn pics. True, his body no longer looked anything like it had in them (save for his face and arms) and therefore losing his virginity had happened under very different circumstances than could've been expected, but as he was willfully being mercilessly yet carefully drilled from both ends, Beto finally felt like a man.

It was true he'd been of legal age when his parents had decided to teach him a lesson (not that that mattered), but had it worked? Obviously not. Their plan had backfired, and Beto almost wished they'd come home early and find him, Victor and Juan and see what they were doing… It was their fault after all that his body was so overloaded with hormones (and babies) and overwhelmed with urges too strong to fight, and he fucking loved it.

The guys switched places again after Victor shot his first load of their encounter up inside Beto. After the swap, as Juan pushed in, Victor also pushed his still bricked up pole into the expectant teen's mouth. As it approached, Beto knew he was going to taste himself (aka, his ass) and worried, but was pleasantly surprised to find he enjoyed it, as well as the last, late drops of Victor's cum, all of which he eagerly sucked on and out as he came again himself, shooting mostly on the bed, but also up against the bottom of his oh so burdensome pregnancy.

Following the surrogate sucking him clean as a whistle, Victor disengaged with a big grin, stepped back some and then stared at the bloated teen for several seconds. Once he'd gotten his visual fill for the time being, he decided to return the favor, albeit in a slightly different manner…

Victor went down to his knees and stuck his head back between Beto's crotch and pregnancy, then proceeded to lick and suck up all the cum he could get to. The overly encumbered younger man groaned and moaned as shivers of intense pleasure radiated throughout his body, all the way to his toes, which curled up tightly. For the briefest of moments, Beto considered everything pregnancy-related he'd been through worth it for all the pleasure he was presently experiencing, but then what remained of his better judgment kicked in and he remembered the eight, big tasks he still faced (unless he lucked out and it was decided he'd need to have a c-section) and thought otherwise.

Simply just thinking about his impending labor and deliveries (regardless of how they'd end up happening) was extremely overwhelming to him to say the very least, so Beto forced the worrisome thought to the back of his mind as best he could and instead, tried to focus on the present… He silently admitted to himself he knew that (thank fucking, God) he wouldn't be pregnant much longer, even if by then, it felt like he would be FOREVER! He also told himself that what would come before the end of his forced surrogacy would be the end of this incredible experience, so he both needed and deserved to make the most of it.

After a few minutes of relatively tame fucking, during which Victor busied himself licking, kissing and rubbing the parts of Beto's pregnancy that were within reach, Juan increased his tempo. He started really slamming into his younger neighbor, not meaning to, but forgetting his promise to be careful, too caught up in the moment himself.

Beto knew he was responsible for keeping the babies safe, but just because he was getting pounded hard from behind didn't mean they were in any danger… Someone from the state "fucked" him every school day, true, not so forcefully, but was there really a difference? Still, Beto knew he should've reminded the literal fucker of their agreement, but he didn't. Not yet, anyway… If things got any more intense (maybe) he would but for now, he just wanted to savor every second of this incredible (and incredibly odd) experience.

Thanks to being so young and chock-full of all sorts of raging hormones, Beto went from half to fully erect again in seconds. Even though he was still in the wonderful midst of his first, true sexual encouter (and loving every second of it), he was already looking forward to his next. As he was fucked, licked, kissed, rubbed and fondled, the teen surrogate wondered who his next time would be with..?

Would he be lucky enough for it to be another romp with the guys, or would it be the Seamus; the two friends fulfilling the promise they'd made to one another? Either way, or if something/someone else came up, Beto couldn't wait. That being said, fun and enjoyable as this experience was turning out to be, he hoped to hell he wouldn't still be pregnant when the next time came around…

Since he knew all good things must eventually come to an end, before this very good one did, the eighteen year old refocused. Even though he hated what'd happened to his body, he caved and relished in the moment as it shook, jostled, jiggled and rippled with motion. Now that he knew how much he enjoyed bottoming, he also knew that as much as he didn't want to admit it, he'd likely end up pregnant again someday (hopefully, by his own choosing), despite his previous denials. While this wasn't exactly a thrilling prospect, Beto could at least safely bet on the fact he'd never be this pregnant again, thank fucking God!

All of a sudden, Juan gave a loud bellow as he grabbed hold of Beto's ass extra tight. He thrust hard, then held himself in as deep as he could as he came, mixing his load with his boyfriend's. As his orgasm abated, he gave a couple more thrusts, really mixing their seed, then pulled out and collapsed on his side on the bed, spooning the panting teen's ass as he draped his arm over the side of his pregnancy, giving it a series of solid thumps with his hand.

"Goddamn…" he exhaled. "That was fuckin' good! You have fun, babe?" He asked Victor.

"Hell yeah, I did!" His boyfriend enthusiastically confirmed as he stood and wiped his lips before poking the front of Beto's pregnancy, forcing more air from him, along with a satisfied moan.

Having just taken two loads from his sexy neighbors, the fart was wet and juicy, making everyone chuckle as Juan took his hand from the side of the teen's massive womb, reached back and groped around behind him for the butt plug. Once he had it in hand, he aimed it between Beto's cheeks, swiftly shoving it back inside its deep, loose and now cum-filled, cavernous home.

"Oooh, shit!" Beto moaned as he was once again filled to his new, disturbing capacity. "But I…" he began to breathlessly protest.

"We just gon' let you marinate for a lil' bit," Juan said with a chuckle as he draped his arm over the teen again, this time reaching up to cup and jiggle the bloated breast he had to really stretch to reach.

Beto was too content to continue his protest or voice his concern when Victor decided to join him and Juan on the bed, the frame letting out a groan but fortunately holding. There wasn't much room left for the third man, so he kind of curled up behind Beto before setting his upper hand on his belly as well. As the group caught their breath (or tried to), each rubbed at a different spot of the teen's pregnancy, its rounded side alone providing more than enough room for their hands to freely explore without colliding.

When and wherever one of their three hands stopped for a moment, each felt movement beneath it. Now that all the action was over, the babies had definitely calmed down, but remained somewhat active, their gentle, lolling motions and the couple's touch quickly sending the tired and slightly sore  surrogate into a post-cotial slumber. The guys remained in place for a few more minutes, amazed To was able to sleep with eight babies moving around inside him, even if they'd calmed down…

Eventually, raising his head to look over Beto's ass, Juan gave Victor a silent nod and they both carefully got off the bed. They would've loved to go another round or two, but they'd obviously worn Beto out despite them having done most of the work their fun required themselves.

As they stood side by side next to the bed, facing the teen, the couple stared, both still in awe for a lot of reasons… Neither one of them could still get over how pregnant he was or honestly, that being so was even possible! Though they'd talked about it and obviously agreed to, both still couldn't believe they'd bedded the most pregnant person they'd ever seen (and presumably ever would!)

"I, uh…" Victor started quietly as he slowly shook his head. "I can't even begin to imagine."

"Right..?" Juan softly grunted back. "It's fuckin' messed up as shit his parents did this to him," he too shook his head. "Weirdly sexy…" he chuckled. "But fucked up!"

His man nodded in agreement. "Speakin' of his 'rents, we can't leave him naked like this… They'd know somethin' happened and imagine what they'd do then!"

"I don't wanna think about it."

"So should we wake him up so we can help him get dressed before we go?"

Juan chuckled again. "Listen to how fuckin' hard he's snorin'! I doubt we could! But you're right… we can't leave him like this," he shook his head.

"So what do we do?"

"Let's see how dressed you and me can get him first, then we'll try and wake him if we have to," he suggested before adding with a grunt, "Shit… Can you imagine how fuckin' tiring it's gotta be for him?!"

"Fo' sho'..." Victor nodded. "But I'm probably not even close!"

"Ain't no way we gon' be able to get his shirt back on without his help," Juan realized.

"That and he/we soaked the one he was wearin'," his boyfriend noted. "But we might could get his shorts kinda back on just the two of us?" He shrugged.

"Probably not all the way, but yeah," he agreed.

"But, babe..?"

"Yeah?"

"Before we do..?"

Juan smirked. "You have an idea, don't you?"

"Uh huh…" Victor uncharacteristically giggled.

"Well you gon' share it with me?"

"You gon' laugh…"

"I might?" Juan shrugged. "But I also might not. Only one way to find out, so…" he raised his brows.

Victor rolled his eyes and sighed quietly. "So I was thinkin'..."

"Uh oh…"

"Shut the hell up! Anyway…" he sighed again. "I was thinkin', it's a shame this' probably gon' be the only time we see him like this," he nodded towards the bloated, sleeping teen.

"For his sake, I hope it is!" Juan replied. "He needs to have them babies!"

Victor agreed with a grunt and a nod before asking, "You got your phone on you?"

"It's in my pocket," Juan nodded up towards the other side of the bed, where he'd left his shorts on the floor. "Why..?"

"I left mine in the car. Anyway, since this is the only time we gon' see Beto like this, I thought maybe we should take some pics?" His boyfriend shrugged, hoping his suggestion came off innocent and not weird.

"Should?" He repeated.

"OK, I know we totally shouldn't!" Victor admitted. "But don't you wanna be able to…"

"Yes," Juan quietly cut him off as he left his side, walked around the bed, crouched down and rifled through his shorts. "I was thinkin' the same thing," he came clean when he returned. "I just…"

"Didn't wanna be the creeper, right?" Victor chuckled.

"Somethin' like that," his man nodded as he raised his phone and a rapid series of pictures.

"Lemme see!" He immediately demanded as he stood on his tiptoes and tried to look over Juan's shoulder.

"Shh!"

"Don't 'shh' me! If he can sleep through snorin' THAT loud…"

"He can sleep through it 'cause it's HIM makin' the noise! Now be quiet, babe!" Juan requested as he gently nudged Victor away. "You know how pissed he'd be if he caught us?!"

"I don't think…"

"Babe!"

"OK, Ok! Sorry!"

"There!" Juan whispered after he'd moved a bit so he could have a different angle his next few shots. "I'll show 'em to you later…"

Victor frowned. "Why not now?"

"'Cause he still right there in fronta you, and we gotta try and get him semi-dressed, now come on…" his boyfriend said as he grabbed him by the elbow and pulled him around to the other side of the bed.

Speaking of "semi," each of the hunks was still sporting one as they gathered their clothes. Their half hard-ons were only a slight impediment as they worked/stuffed themselves back into their boxers and shorts. In less than a minute, they were fully dressed, including their shoes, a task that even when awake and with assistance, would now take their first third (plus eight) closer to five minutes at the very least…

"I got his shorts," Victor whispered as he straightened back up after picking them up off the floor. "Go in his closet and see if you can find him a clean shirt that might fit."

"Why?" Juan asked. "We not gon' be able to put it on…"

"We can at least leave it out on the bed! Remember, we tryna get him to carry for us!"

"But he said…"

"I know what he said!" Victor rolled his eyes. "But that don't mean he won't change his mind, now go!" He shooed his man off.

Once Juan was on his way to the closet, Victor took Beto's shorts by their elastic waistband and held them in front of him. As he stretched them out (and stretched, and stretched) them out, he desperately wanted to shout out to his man to turn around and "LOOK!!!" so he could see how fucking enormous they were but fortunately, kept his shit together (audibly, anyway.) Mentally, Victor was wigging the fuck out as he tried (and failed) to comprehend his waist ever needing shorts that wide…

He was still gawking at the shorts when Juan exited the closet doing the same with the shirt he'd picked. It was one of the largest Victor had ever seen, but as he looked from it down to Beto, who was curled slightly over and around his belly, he highly doubted it was going to cover it all… As if reading his mind, Juan held the shirt and his hands up high in surrender.

"It's a fuckin' tent!" He whispered as he folded the top and set it behind the teen for him or them to put on once he was up. "Now let's try and get those shorts on…"

"Maybe you should take a few more pics before we do?" Victor suggested.

"Maybe I should?" Juan smirked as he took his phone back out of his pocket.

He chose a different angle this time for his next few shots, which perfectly captured how ridiculously enormous Beto's pregnancy was and how it and his breasts dominated his otherwise still rather "normal" body. Next, he moved to the foot of the bed, and took some pictures from behind, capturing the arching curve of the teen surrogate's bulging, upper flank, along with his pregnancy-enhanced ass and thighs. Beto's legs were still spread as wide as they'd been while he'd been getting fucked, which slightly separated his cheeks, allowing Juan to get a shot of the base of the butt plug too.

As he returned his phone to his pocket, he nodded at his boyfriend. Each taking a leg, the couple set to work trying to put Beto's shorts back on. Despite their manhandling of his thick and heavy lower extremities, including lifting and bending them, the surrogate remained asleep, sawing logs.

It took time and effort, but working together, Victor and Juan were able to shimmy the shorts almost halfway up Beto's ass but had to stop there due to how he was laying. Because his legs were spread and the general spreading of his hips, huge and stretchy as they were, the guys were surprised the shorts held, but they did. For now, anyway…

Juan nodded toward the door, then he and Victor left, staying silent till they'd exited the house. As soon as they were in the car, still in the driveway, Victor demanded Juan hand over his phone.

"Damn…" was all he said as he scrolled through the pictures, pausing and zooming in on some. "I still can't believe it."

"Believe what?" Juan asked.

"A whole lotta shit!" Victor laughed. "The fact we somehow didn't know till today what'd happened to Beto, the fact he's so fuckin' huge, the fact we fucked him, and the fact we didn't think to take a video!" He shook his head.

"Fuck…" his boyfriend groaned. "How did I not think of askin' him to film?!"

"Well I didn't either and he probably woulda said no, anyway."

"Yeah, probably."

"So you think we'll be able to convince him to carry for us?" Victor asked again.

Juan shrugged. "I think a lot will depend on how the births go, if he ever goes into labor!"

The other hunk chuckled. "I kinda thought we might end up fuckin' him into it? Dunno if I actually wanted to, but maybe he woulda been glad and carried for us as a thank you?"

"Well I'm glad we didn't!"

"I dunno?" Victor shrugged this time as he handed Juan's phone back over after sending all the pictures to himself. "Mighta been kinda hot seein' him huffin' and puffin' from bein' in labor rather than just 'cause he was takin' our dicks?"

"Shit, babe! You are a creeper!" His boyfriend laughed.

"Gimme a break…" he rolled his eyes. "Don't tell me you didn't think about it!"

"I honestly didn't!" Juan shook his head. "Just like I honestly didn't know you had a pregnancy fetish…"

"Ha! If I do, you do too! You were the one who brought up…"

"Yeah, I know," he shrugged. "So maybe I do a lil' bit?"

"Right… 'A lil' bit!'"

"Don't get me wrong, Beto's cute and all. Not as cute as you, of course," Juan made sure to stress to his man. "But if he hadn't been all huge and swollen, I…"

"We had to," Victor interrupted with a nod.

"Exactly."

"Shit…" he chuckled as he switched to shaking his head. "If he wasn't already pregnant, our loads woulda done the job! At least mine woulda, 'cause loose as he was, I still busted a fat ass nut up his fat ass!" He grinned, obviously proud of himself.

"That's my man…" Juan said as he unlocked his phone and glanced down at the picture Victor had left open. "We could sell these, you know…"

"The pics?"

"Uh huh," he nodded as he pocketed his phone. "People with a real pregnancy fetish would probably pay tons to see someone like Beto."

"Yeah, but…"

"And if we'd taken a fuckin' video!" Juan groaned. "Shit!"

"We'd probably make a fortune if we started an OnlyFans or somethin' and posted what we have," Victor reasoned. "But you know we can't," he shook his head.

"Why not?" His boyfriend had to ask as he pulled into their driveway, even if he already knew the answer. "I'd be willin' to give him a cut, wouldn't you?"

"Of course, but…"

"He's already been through enough, I know," Juan sighed as he put the car in park but left it running.

"With more still to come, if and when he ever fuckin' gives birth!"

"Eight fuckin' times! Poor kid…"

"More like, poor kid's ASSHOLE!"

He grunted. "I know that's right! 'Least we helped keep it nice and loose for him…"

Victor laughed. "I ain't sayin' what we packin' is slackin', but I doubt we helped much!"

"A man can dream…"

"Since when have you dreamed of a loose hole?!"

"I don't actually…"

"Yeah..?" Victor asked skeptically. "You sure 'bout that?!"

"Yes! So sure, that unless we get into fistin' or usin' giant dildos or butt plugs, I won't ever ask you to tighten up again," Juan nodded.

"You better remember you said that, 'cause I'mma hold you to it!"

"Feel free," he nodded again. "So long as we really don't and you don't get any looser!"

Victor scoffed. "I am not loose! Least not compared to you or Beto!"

"I know you ain't sayin' I'm loose!" Juan huffed.

"I fuck you almost as much as you fuck me!"

"I know, but I was just teasin' you!"

"I know. Not so funny, is it?" Victor asked as he raised his brows.

"Babe… Compared to Beto, you and I are tight as a glove!" Juan assured. "Gloves made by and for just us!"

"Now you're talkin'..."

"What I'm doin' right now is wastin' gas runnin' this AC… So it's decided, then?" He continued. "We gon' keep the pics I took just between us, right?"

"We gon' keep 'em just between us," Victor nodded in agreement. "For now…"

"Whachu mean 'for now?!" Juan asked, his brows quickly shooting up so high, they almost met his hairline.

"What I mean is, I just got to thinkin' again, and…"

"Oh Lord…" he groaned as set his foot on the brake and put the car in reverse.

"Where you goin'?"

"The liquor store!" Juan replied as he backed out of the driveway.

"Why?"

"'Cause somethin' tells me I'mma need a strong drink in me when I hear whachu thinkin' 'bout now!"

"Bet," Victor smirked. "Long as you don't give yourself whiskey dick, 'cause I dunno 'bout you, but I'm still in the mood to fuck!"