Knocked Up Nights Ch. 2

I know I said I'd take my time with this one, but chapter 2 was already done so here it is! Not too many changes yet, but they're coming so don't @ me yet, haha!

Side note, after reading the first chapter of "The Incredibly Pregnant Twink," I wasn't quite happy with it so I will be reposting it soon. Will let you know when I do. The changes will mostly be corrections, but there will be a slight change to the end so it might be worth another read.

Chapter Two


"What else is there to do around here?" Brad asked himself as he finished putting the paint supplies back in the garage.

While he'd been deemed "too pregnant" to work at work, at home, Brad was his own boss and had yet to grant himself leave. As such, even though he'd passed the halfway point of his pregnancy, he'd been trying to stay busy. In the month since he'd started his leave, he'd painted the entire interior of his house, installed a new backsplash in the kitchen, and performed some much needed yard work. With nothing but time on his hands, he'd accomplished all that quite quickly, already leaving himself without much left to do around the house.

As he headed back to the kitchen to get a drink, Brad thought about how happy he was that he wasn't waddling yet. It seemed like all of a sudden, he was seeing heavily pregnant men everywhere he went, though it was likely he was just noticing them more now that he was well on his way to becoming one himself… Whenever he saw another guy who was further along than he was, Brad couldn't help but feel slightly ill as he watched them waddle along like an overly fattened duck, knowing it wouldn't be much longer till he was moving in the same manner because pregnant with twins, big and strong as he was, "the waddle" was undoubtedly coming.

During his recent five month exam, his doctor rather needlessly informed him he'd been gaining weight, something the twin-carrying man was all too aware of. The doctor went on to say everything was progressing well and the babies looked fine, which their father was glad to hear, even if he wasn't any closer to knowing what he was going to do with them? If for no other reason than just because he'd now entered the obviously pregnant stage, Brad really needed to come up with a plan and/or story soon, as gone were the days when passersby might consider him some ex-jock, muscle bear with a growing beer belly… His baby belly had more than sprouted, jutting out a good six inches beyond the thirty-four inch waistbands of the pants or shorts he could now barely cram himself into.

With all his chores and work around the house done for the day, the latter actually completely done till he could figure out what to do next, Brad headed for his bedroom, where he stripped out of and then tossed his paint splattered clothes into the hamper. He took a quick shower and then pulled on one of his newest shirts, a white XXL tee and a pair of khaki shorts his ass and waist put under a great deal of strain.

The doubly pregnant twenty-six year old released a disgruntled sigh as he assessed himself in the mirror, noting how the shirt he'd purchased not even a month ago was already hugging the lower swell of his belly tight and now came to rest in the front just before meeting the top of his shorts. Not wanting to become even more of a public spectacle, the temporarily former foreman decided to head to the mall (again) to get some (more) clothes that more appropriately covered him, at least for the time being…

After getting as comfortable as he now could behind the thick, leather-wrapped wheel of his late model, extended-stay Ford F150, Brad noted that the front of his gut was closer to touching it than he remembered, but of course it was… As such, he reached around it and under the wheel for the lever to release the steering column, then telescoped it the rest of the way in, giving himself a couple more inches he knew he'd end up commandeering sooner rather than later.

"Damn, I'm gettin' big…" he grumbled as he backed out of the driveway.

A few minutes from home, Brad came to a red light and took the time to look out the window. He'd pulled up next to a gorgeous, red Porsche convertible, which was being driven by an equally gorgeous man who just so happened to be his type: early to mid-thirties, with a well-built, bordering on overly muscled upper body that was barely being contained by a black, string tank.

Feeling eyes on him, the guy looked over and up at the younger hunk, sliding his sunglasses further down his nose as he did, revealing a pair of pretty blue eyes as he smiled and nodded. Brad did the same and then the light turned green and the sexy stud in the Porsche sped off.

"Fuuuuuuck…" the pregnant man groaned in frustration.

Over the last month, he'd found himself especially horny. Seeing such a hunk once again triggered that carnal yearning that had been hitting more frequently as of late.

But look at me! Brad thought to himself as he looked down at his gut. At least I was high up enough he couldn't see how tight my shirt is, or the reason! He silently begrudged.

The increasingly twin-filled man allowed his pity party to continue the rest of the way to the mall. As he pulled into the lot, he began looking for a spot towards the back where he usually parked, but then he thought of a pregnancy "perk" he hadn't taken advantage of yet… As close as you could get to the mall entrance, there were several spots reserved for "Expectant Mothers/Fathers." Seeing as he now undeniably fell into that category, Brad figured he might as well snag one.

An hour later, he returned to his truck with a few bags of bigger clothes in one hand, a large fruit punch and two soft pretzels in the other. After tossing the bags in the backseat, Brad climbed into the driver’s and rolled down the windows, staying put till he finished his “snack.” Not long into his ride home, he got stuck in some pretty serious traffic so he turned down a side street to bypass the back up.

His new route took him through the older part of town, an area he didn’t frequent as it didn’t have much to offer anymore, but as he approached a tired old strip mall, he remembered it had an adult store in it… Without giving it a second thought, Brad suddenly jerked his truck to the right and into the pothole ridden parking lot. After a whole lot of bouncing (several parts of him doing a lot more than they previously would have,) he parked right in front of the generically named, “XXX Adult” store.

He didn’t get out of the truck right away, taking a few moments to consider the decision he’d just made and why he had? What did he hope to get out of this impromptu stop? The answer: relief. Brad hadn’t “done anything” since the one night stand resulting in his current condition, and seeing as that was now over five months ago, it went without saying he was itching for some. He didn’t see himself getting any form of relief from anyone else anytime soon, at least not till after the pregnancy, once he was hopefully back in shape, because who in their right mind would want to fuck an already big and obviously pregnant guy, who was just going to keep getting bigger and more pregnant?!

There'd been times in the past he'd gone without, but never this long, with no end in sight! Since he couldn't imagine anyone wanting to get with a heavily pregnant guy when the babies inside him weren't theirs, coupled with the "itch" that was now bordering on being insatiable, Brad knew it was up to him to at least somewhat alleviate his needs.

As he climbed out of his truck, he figured a toy would do the trick. He'd never bothered with them before as whenever the urge to get fucked had hit, he'd either already been with someone willing to or was easily able to find someone. Things were obviously different now and on top of that, Brad's doctor had mentioned the fact that anal "stimulation" over the course of the pregnancy would make delivering the twins easier when the time came.

Recalling what his doctor said was the push the doubly pregnant man needed to enter the admittedly seedy store, an old set of jingle bells tied to its interior handle, announcing his arrival. Upon hearing the jingle meant to announce Santa's arrival, the guy behind the counter looked up and nodded at a different bellied man (Brad) before returning his attention to the titty magazine he was "reading."

Since it was an early Tuesday afternoon, the store was empty aside from two other guys, both in business attire, likely there on their lunch break. They were all the way on the other side of the store, perusing the "Girl On Girl" section of videos it offered. Brad was glad the guys were busy as he thought that meant he'd be able to shop without interruption or embarrassment. Unfortunately for him, that wouldn't end up being the case… For the time being though, he was left alone, so he made his way over to the "toy" section.

There, he moved slowly down the aisle as casually as he could, scanning the section of wall to his left that was absolutely covered with dildos. Brad made sure not to miss anything while simultaneously trying not to look interested… About halfway down the aisle, one of the mostly silicone phalluses caught his attention, and rightfully so.

It was ten inches in length and just over half as thick. A plethora of "veins" covered its creamy, flesh colored exterior, and it was complete with a large set of "balls" that hung down in front of its suction cup base.

"Well, hello there…" Brad said almost silently as he took it from its hook on the wall. As he did, he felt a rush of air breeze across the underside of his pregnancy.

Looking down, he noticed several creases had formed on the front of his shirt, which had ridden up a few inches as he'd been reaching for the dildo. Forgetting he was almost alone in the store, quick as he could, he yanked the taut hem back into place, glancing around as he did to see if anyone had noticed the embarrassing mishap and unfortunately, someone had… One of the guys he'd seen across the store, was now approaching, wearing a crooked, lecherous smirk on his otherwise handsome face.

"Saw that…" he said as he came to a stop right in front of Brad, and then without asking or being invited to, reached out and placed both hands on the sides of the pregnant man's belly and started rubbing it.

"I, um…" Brad gulped as he looked up and down the aisle, understandably feeling more than a little freaked out!

The guy chuckled. "Don't worry 'bout my friend… He went into one of the booths in the back to watch a flick," he announced as the corners of his mouth curled a bit higher. "Which means he'll be busy for, oh, the next five minutes or so?" He laughed some more as his hands continued rubbing big, bold circles against the rounded sides of Brad's middle.

"Don't you, um… Don't you wanna go watch something too?" Brad asked after another anxious gulp, not sure of what to do or how exactly he felt about being felt up by a stranger in the middle of an adult store?

"Nah…" the guy shook his head as he finally raised his gaze to look Brad in the face rather than at his belly. "Now if you were in one of the flicks they show back there…" he nodded towards the back of the store. "Then I'd be in one of the booths too!"

Upon hearing the completely unexpected and totally ridiculous declaration, Brad burst into a loud laugh. "Yeah, right! Like anyone would wanna watch some hugely pregnant guy having sex!" He continued to laugh as he rolled his eyes.

"I wouldn't call you hugely pregnant yet…" the guy countered. "And I'd say you're wrong."

"How so?" Brad asked before he could stop.

He'd yet to figure out what the hell was happening yet or why, but finally, the handsome stranger's hands left his belly and the guy was suddenly standing next to him with his right arm wrapped around his widened waist.

"You, my big, pregnant friend, are in for a surprise…" the guy said as he used his arm to gently nudge the expectant stud forward, the stunned, former foreman's thick legs automatically complying without the consent of their owner, who suddenly found himself in the far back corner of the store, right by the curtain-covered doorway that led to the viewing booths. "So how far along are you?" The stranger asked as he brought Brad to a gentle stop.

"Just over five months," he replied, his left hand "naturally" going to the top of his belly at the mention of his pregnancy as he wondered what "surprise" he was in for?

"It's twins, isn't it?" The guy asked as he turned both of them so they were facing a single shelf of films in various formats, labeled "MPREG."

"Yeah, how'd you…"

"Come on, man… Belly that big and only five months along?" The guy winked before not so quietly grunting out, "Shit… I'd kill to see you in one of these!" He shook his head as he grabbed a Blu-ray from the shelf and handed it to his new, twin-carrying friend.

"Mpreg porn..?" Brad asked as he looked at the plastic case he'd automatically accepted with his right, dildo-holding hand.

From the wrapped cover, a good looking young guy in a Speedo stared back at him. While Brad took in his handsome, Eastern-European looking face for a moment, what quickly caught his attention was the basketball-sized baby belly and the small set of tits the guy sported. Above the pregnant lad standing in front of a residential pool was the film's title, "The Pregnant Pool Boy."

"Huh…" he grunted. "I guess he's kinda cute, but he's not really my type," he shook his head as he turned the case over.

"Aside from the belly and boobs, he doesn't do it for me either," the stranger agreed. "But I'm still glad the genre finally exists… This studio puts out the best stuff, but they haven't been able to get any big-time gay or gay-for-pay actors interested in any of the pregnant roles yet," he explained, sounding disappointed. "Which means they all pretty much go to twinks from Europe, which like I said, don't really do it for me, but, some of 'em do get pretty hot… All skinny except for their little titties and big bellies!"

While he'd been taking in the strange commentary, Brad had been distracted… He suddenly found himself releasing an inadvertent grunt as he took his hand from his belly and pointed to the muscular, not pregnant stud gracing the Blu-ray's back cover. "Now him… Him, I like!"

"Yeah, me too!" The other guy grinned. "If he was pregnant, he'd be almost as hot as you are!" He said, making the pregnant man actually standing next to him laugh again.

"Thanks, but you'll never see me in one of these!" Brad shook his head as he shook the case in his hand.

The handsome stranger shrugged as he reached over and gave Brad's belly one last rub before turning and heading for the front of the store. "You should really think about it!" He called over his shoulder. "I think you'd be a big success!"

"Um, yeah… I will?" Brad replied, half asking, half who knows?

A few seconds later, out of the corner of his eye, he saw the other guy emerge from behind the curtain, still working on his fly. Quick as he could, Brad shoved the Blu-ray behind the dildo, which for whatever reason, he wasn't embarrassed to be seen holding. After the bold stranger and his freshly drained buddy left the store, leaving the pregnant twenty-something its only customer, Brad held the video up and looked at it again, shrugging as he took it and his new toy to go check out.

"Afternoon…" the guy behind the counter greeted him once he'd set his magazine aside. "Find everything you were lookin' for?"

"And some…" Brad chuckled as he set his stuff down on the counter.

"This one's not half bad," the clerk nodded as he scanned the Blu-ray and then put it in a dark blue plastic bag.

"You've seen it?!" Brad asked in obvious surprise, totally not having expected the guy who'd been "reading" a titty magazine to be interested in anything gay or pregnancy-related, even if some tits were involved!

"Sometimes chick stuff gets boring," the clerk shrugged as he scanned and bagged the sizable dildo, still unfazed. "It's cool to see what else's out there, even if it doesn't always get me off," he shrugged again.

"Yeah, sure…"

"This one's one of the better mpreg's I've seen, which isn't sayin' much, but if you ask me, I think the genre's got a lotta potential to expand, which seems to be your case too!" He chuckled as he eyed Brad's belly hovering over the other side of the counter.

"Yeah. I'm sorry…" Brad shook his head. "You're straight, right?" He couldn't help but ask.

"Mostly," the clerk confirmed with another chuckle. "But for some reason, I just like me the looks of a pregnant dude… Dunno why?" He shrugged yet again. "I just find it hot, and I'd think it was even hotter if they made straight mpreg stuff too, but no one has yet."

"Oh…"

"Wish they would though, 'cause I think it'd be hot as hell watching some guy with a big baby belly porkin' some smokin' hot chick, while the two of 'em compared knockers!"

"Yeah… Sounds… interesting," Brad said as he reached into his shorts for his wallet and removed enough cash to pay for his most recent pregnancy-related expense.

"Alright, man…" the clerk said as he handed his change and bag over a few seconds later. "Enjoy. Lemme know what you thought of the flick the next time you're in. The dildo too!" He added with a wink.

A few minutes later, Brad was on his way home again, driving on autopilot as he replayed everything that'd happened in the store… Some random dude had felt him up, exposed him to mpreg porn, and told him he should be in it! Him! Regular, good looking enough, but too damn down to earth and just not THAT kind of guy, him!

Once again, Brad found himself laughing out loud without meaning to. Just the thought of being a pornstar was too funny to not laugh at, especially considering the fact he hadn't had sex of any kind in more than five months, and the last time he had, he'd not only ended up knocked up, but knocked up with twins, which to him, was the epitome of unsexy! He was still laughing after he pulled into his driveway, got out of the truck and gathered his purchases, dirty ending up in his left hand, new, bigger clothes in his right.

"Me, in porn!" He scoffed as he headed for his door. "Yeah, right!"

After quickly trying on everything he bought to make sure it fit, which it all did for the time being, meaning everything was quite big and loose and would (hopefully) remain so for some time, Brad removed all the tags and stickers and then threw it all in the washer. When all the new stuff was in the machine and he saw there was still room, he decided to throw in what he had on too, minus his jock, leaving him wearing next to nothing as he added the detergent and then closed the lid.

As he exited the laundry/mud room and headed for the kitchen, Brad stopped to look at himself in the full-length mirror he'd recently hung so he'd be able to check himself before leaving the house. Standing in front of it profile, there was no more denying or hiding the fact he was pregnant (not that he could claim that to be a recent development.) As he checked himself out, he ran both hands down his curved middle, which stuck out fill and firm ahead of his loaded jock.

As he moved his hands around, he noticed that a slight layer of fat had begun to form over his midsection and pecs. The outline of his abdominals remained visible, but they'd already lost a good deal of definition as they stretched out and over the twins.

Continuing his latest assessment of his altered body, Brad noticed for the first time that his face seemed to have softened some, and that his ass looked to have grown as well. Though he'd been doing a lot around the house, it went without saying that the doubly pregnant man hadn't been as active as he'd been while actually working, so he made a mental note to hit up the gym again as soon as possible, and then to start going more often so he could at least attempt to stay in somewhat decent shape through what remained of what would probably unfortunately be a rather monumental pregnancy…

Taking in his reflection, Brad couldn't say why, but he had to admit he didn't look half bad. That being said, he still couldn't understand for the life of him, how or why anyone would want to see a pregnant guy in porn?

Evidently, others didn't share his mindset, as there'd been a small but dedicated section to the genre in the adult store, and had he searched "mpreg porn" online, Brad would've found that in fact, many people were into watching pregnant guys having sex. What he didn't know yet and wouldn't have believed even if he had, was that in relatively short order, he was going to be one of those pregnant men, doing it on camera for others to watch (and jerk off to) later…