Date: Tue, 11 May 2010 22:07:22 EDT
From: ScarletLegg@aol.com
Subject: Wolf, Chapter 12

Previously:


The weeks started flying by. I tutored Brad every afternoon till he was
caught up. Miss Nelson beamed with joy when she graded the next set of test
papers. Brad had an A+. It was the last day of tutoring, Brad and I were
walking out of school into the parking lot. I saw Mason waiting for me and
then a squad car pulled up. Brad's dad got out and called us over. He
thanked me for the help I had given Brad and the change it had made in
him. He handed me an envelope.  Inside was a check for $1000.00. I just
looked at him and said I couldn't accept it.

"Nonsense Michael!  Your help was worth every penny and then some. And I
won't take no for an answer. And if you don't cash that check, I will come
out to the house."

"Okay.... Thank you sir."

Brad was all smiles and said he would see me tomorrow. Mr. Monroe thanked
me again and we parted company. When I got in the car, Mason asked what all
that was about. I endorsed the check and told him to bank it. He beamed
from ear to ear. Not about the money, but his pride in me and what I had
accomplished.

"Baby, I'm bushed. Can we just pick up dinner?....I'm really tired
tonight."

Mason leaned over and kissed me. The three of us had a relaxing, quiet
evening watching TV.  Mason was sitting on one end of the sofa and I was
laying with my head in his lap. And all evening his fingers gently stroked
through my hair or caressed my cheek. I was content in our love.

The following Friday was my planned last day and as luck, or genes, would
have it, I started running a slight temperature during the day. I went to
the nurse's office and she called Dad to come get me. As we were leaving
school, I saw Brad and he winked at me acknowledging it was time for me to
go.


Now Chapter 12:

Needless to say, I was glad to be out of school. I was putting on weight
like crazy and just knew someone was going to start inquiring about it or
classmates would start teasing me.  I got all my homework done when I got
home. Dad said come Monday morning he would call the school and report me
sick, that I was headed to the doctor and then he and Mason would handle
everything from then on.

Dad and Mason had started taking turns fixing meals. Of course, I was in
the kitchen to supervise how they did. They would take care of the kitchen
and other chores that they thought might tire me. Mason doted on my every
need. Evenings found us watching a movie, my head in his lap. At bedtime,
he would snuggle in to me and we only had sex when I wanted it, which was
almost every night. He was always so caring and passionate when we made
love. And he could read me like a book when I needed just raw, hard
fucking.

Monday came and everything went according to Dad's plan. That afternoon he
met with the principal and explained my illness, that I was house bound for
some time to come.  He made arrangements with my teachers so either he, but
most likely Mason, would be up daily to get my assignments so I could keep
up with my classes. Tests were in sealed envelopes with all the necessary
instructions. It really worked out well and I was able to maintain my
straight 'A' status in all my classes.  It was the second trip Mason made
to school that he came home laughing. He told me a teacher tried putting
the make on him.  He thought it was funny and politely said he was spoken
for. He never would tell me who it was as he sensed my jealousy.

The weeks flew by and I really put on the weight. I felt like someone had
stuffed a huge watermelon in my belly. My back and my legs hurt almost all
the time and Mason would massage me every day. On top of that, I was sore
from being kicked and prodded from the inside. It was hard to get a good
nights sleep, but Mason made it a point to talk to the baby while rubbing
my tummy and surprisingly it seemed to help.

Then it happened. Mason and I were relaxing on the sofa one evening. I
groaned as I felt my body morphing, my hips reshaping themselves.  Mason's
eyes got wide as he called out to Dad.

"Dad, it's time!"

Dad came running in and they helped me back to the bedroom. No sooner had
they finished spreading additional clean sheets on the bed than my water
broke and the contractions started. They were like two doctors in the
delivery room telling me what to do, just as we had rehearsed. Mason had me
fully undressed in no time.  Dad was checking me out, that my opening was
protruding and dilated. It was at this point a huge contraction hit me. I
could care less what I looked like, I just wanted to delivery my son and be
over this. Dad had reassured me previously it would not be like a normal
delivery for a woman. Something again with the genes helped nature to get
it over with quickly.

I was breathing hard as another contraction hit me and the pain from the
baby's head started stretching me for passage. Breath, scream, contraction
was repeated several times as the pain increased. Then he was out and
crying as Dad and Mason said he was there, perfect and beautiful. Then a
massive pain hit me, I screamed and passed out.

When I came to it was to Mason calling my name.  "Michael, wake
up...Michael, wake up baby."

I looked up at his beaming face as he moved in and kissed me passionately.
When we broke the kiss "So, how is he?"

"They're fine baby!"

I had never seen such a smile on Mason's face and it took a few seconds for
me to comprehend what he said as I whispered "THEY?"

"We had twins, baby!......They are perfect and beautiful.....and they both
have a birth mark on their right butt cheek......a perfect wolf's head!"

I looked around in shock and saw Dad holding two bundles, his face all
aglow. He read my questioning look.

"Son, I don't know the significance of the wolf's head. We may just have to
find out over time as the twins grow."

Dad brought my twin boys over and laid them down with me. They were
absolutely beautiful, yet so small and fragile looking. When they started
crying, I talked softly to them and gently stroked their cheeks with my
fingers. In no time at all, they quieted down. Dad, Mason and I were all
smiles over the birth of twins.

"So babe, how are you feeling?"

"Really well."

Mason laughed a little "Well, check out your tummy."

I looked down in amazement. My body was back to normal. No deflated,
sagging skin on my abdomen.

"Wow!"

Dad chuckled "I bet every woman wishes she had some of your genes.....a
quick delivery and once it's over, your tummy is back in its original tight
shape."

"This is nice. I was dreading having to exercise and tighten all that back
up."

We just watched the babies in amazement for several minutes before Dad
spoke.

"Son, why don't you see if they will suckle yet.  They need to get some
protein and antibodies in their system."

I took the twin closest to me and gently turned him till he contacted my
left nipple.  I was surprised when he immediately started nursing. And we
could see the fluid on his lips. It was amazing! And then it was over.  He
was content and sleeping.  Mason lifted the other twin and brought him over
to my right nipple and the scene repeated itself. Both babies were quiet
and sleeping.

"Uh guys, which one was the first born?"

They told me according to the color pattern of the blanket. We agreed to
get some type of color wrist band so we would know down the road. Next came
the naming.  Mason and I had discussed hundreds of names in the previous
months. Now we had to pick two of them. We looked at each other and agreed
- Matthew and Mark. Dad liked it but was concerned about a house full of
"M's". We quietly laughed.

Dad and Mason disappeared but soon returned rolling the baby crib in next
to the bed.  We placed the boys in the crib and I sat in the rocking chair
while the guys cleaned up the room and changed the linens. When all was
said and done, Dad kissed me and said good night. I could tell he was
floating on air with pride. After Dad left, Mason turned on the night
light, stripped till he was nude and then joined me in bed.  We cuddled and
kissed till I asked him to fuck my lights out - in both holes. Mason
obliged me, fucking me long and hard four times. It felt so good to have
his ten inch thick cock back deep inside me. He filled me with his cum
loads before we fell asleep spooning.

Around 3 AM I heard the babies stirring. I eased off Mason's hard cock and
made my way to the crib. I let each baby suckle and they were out in
minutes, sleeping soundly. I was really thankful it was going so well. When
I crawled back into bed, Mason was awake. He had been watching me. We
kissed as I worked his body on top of mine, then wrapping my legs around
his waist, I invited him inside me. I was good and wet as Mason slammed his
cock into me and proceeded to fuck me hard, asking me if this is what I
wanted. All I could do was tell him yes and to fill me with all his loads.
He fucked me repeatedly until he had no more cum to fill me with. We both
kissed and fell into a deep, restful sleep.

Surprisingly, we woke up the next morning feeling quite rested. The twins
were restless so I nursed them. Then we carried them to the kitchen. Dad
was already warming their formula. Once they had finished feeding, we laid
them down in their play pen and had our own breakfast. We discussed the
current status of events and both Dad and Mason agreed I needed to start
back to school the following Monday. Everything with the twins was working
out great