Date: Sun, 3 Nov 2013 19:45:19 +0100 (CET)
From: Patrick Summers
Subject: Breeding Ryan Part 3
Max got Ryan pregnant again when Lily was 18 months old. The Breeder had
been pretty busy with the baby and college, but still somehow managed to
feel like he wanted another child. He'd finally found his purpose in life,
and it wasn't the business major he was pursuing.
It took very little to convince Max. "I always wanted a big family," was
what he said, grinning at Ryan.
It was during Ryan's third cycle since giving birth that they tried again,
and Max fucked his young lover through it like a man possessed. There
wasn't a minute during the two days they spent almost exclusively in bed,
where Ryan's ass wasn't leaking big globs of thick cum, with Max using his
barely softened cock to shove them back in.
He loved it, loved knowing that with every load Max dropped into him, they
were more likely to become the family he wanted them to be. Despite
everything, there was still that lingering doubt, that feeling of
uncertainty, as if every second was a stolen one, and any moment now, his
daughter and that strange kind of happiness he'd found with Max would be
torn away.
Theirs wasn't a relationship of love, he was aware of that. It was one of
lust and convenience and congeniality. Max had settled with him, weird as
that sounded, and every time he looked at Max, Ryan couldn't believe that
someone that gorgeous, talented and rich was wasting his life on someone
like him.
So when after about 36 hours of repeated fucking (thank god they had
dropped Lily off at Max's parents for the week), Ryan felt himself slip
into that familiar trance, he welcomed the sweet pain lancing through him.
"Is it happening?" Max was gasping, still buried deep inside him. They'd
done it missionary style and so he was between Ryan's bent legs, raised up
on his arms over Ryan's smaller body.
Ryan could only nod, the impregnation spasms making him clench around his
lover's cock.
Max groaned with every one of them, sounding almost pained, but didn't make
any move to pull out. "Goddamn," he huffed, "Oh god, that feels so damn
good. Can you feel it,, huh? Can you feel how our baby is made?"
Moaning with the glorious pain of it, Ryan shuddered, feeling that warmth
gather and grow deep in his belly. "Yeah," he breathed, "now." Doubling up,
he curled into Max's body and let it happen, crying out ecstatically at
that last intense burst of heat inside him.
He came to with Max having gathered him into his embrace, their naked
bodies curled around each other, with the older man still buried deep. "I
felt it, too," he was whispering into Ryan's ear, sounding awed. "Inside of
you. I could feel the heat and that pulse."
Ryan hummed, bringing Max's hand to his belly. It wasn't as flat as it had
been before Lily's birth, but looking at it, nobody'd think that a little
over a year ago there had been a baby in there. And now there would be one
again, growing inside of him.
Sighing happily, Ryan let the contentment wash over him.
They did a test, about two weeks later. For Ryan, there was no question
about it, he was pregnant, no doubt. But Max kept looking at him strangely,
as if something was amiss.
"It's just," he said one night as he held Lily and rocked her to
sleep. "You seem different. Last time, you had that aura, that pregnant
person glow, you know?"
Ryan frowned. "I do feel pregnant, Max. Maybe it's not as intense as last
time, but it's the same feeling I had with Lily."
Of course, the test was positive.
A week later, Ryan woke to the strange sensation of being entered. "Hunh,
what?" he mumbled, moaning as his slick hole was filled with his lover's
hard cock.
Max was grunting behind him, snapping his hips forward in a quick
rhythm. "Smells so good, Ry. Have to have you, sorry."
Confused, Ryan tried to say something, but all that came out was a wanton
moan and suddenly, all he could think about was having a man's load
spilling in his hole, soothing that feverish ache inside him.
Fortunately, Max was already pumping away at him, fucking into him in long
strokes of pure bliss.
"Max," he gasped, whining because it felt so damn good and he wanted more,
but there was still that nagging feeling that something about this was
wrong. "Max, wait!"
But it was too late. With a cry of completion, Max buried his cock deep and
pulsed out his cum deep inside of Ryan's body.
Ryan cried out as he orgasmed from that feeling alone, his cock spilling a
few drops into the damp sheet below him. Reason returned in increments, and
it was only then that Ryan remembered fevered dreams of heat and desire,
and wetness spreading underneath his ass.
"God*damn*," Max grunted as he pulled out. "What the hell was that?"
Ryan lay there, feeling ghostly shudders run through him, along with tiny
pinpricks of pain that took his breath away. "I," he breathed, gasping at
that familiar burst of warmth. "I think I just went through another
cycle."
They both knew what that meant. Somehow, he'd lost that first baby and his
body had immediately proceeded to give him another. They didn't talk much
that night, even as they lay side by side, both wide awake.
* * *
"It's called superfetation and it's extremely rare." The Doctor sounded
excited. "It only ever happens in the most fertile of breeders."
Ryan felt as confused as Max looked. "Doc," he said, still as scared as
when they'd first walked in that morning to find out what was going on
inside him. "Can you explain it in stupid, please?"
Max made a protesting sound, and Ryan shot him a quick smile, never letting
the Doctor out of his sight.
The Doctor smiled at him. "What it means, Mr. Johnson, is that while you
were pregnant, about five weeks along, I would say, you went through
another cycle and produced another fertile egg. That got inseminated and
the impregnation spasms helped it to settle alongside the first one in your
womb."
Ryan was stunned. "So, I got pregnant again?"
"Yes." The Doc turned toward the ultrasound pictures he'd made
earlier. "See this here?" He pointed toward a small blob right smack in
the middle of it. "That is your first child. It's exactly as it should be,
size-wise. Right here, that tiny bundle of cells is the second one."
"Bundle of cells, huh?" Max commented and Ryan bit back a grin as he
thought back to their first fateful meeting a little over two years ago. So
much had changed since then.
Ignoring their little in-joke, the Doc went on. "If all goes well, and as
of now, everything looks great, there's nothing speaking against those two
fetuses developing normally right next to each other. They will probably
behave like fraternal twins, and in all likelihood, they will be born at
the same time."
"But," Ryan said, eyes glued to the tinier blop on the screen. "Won't that
be too early for the second baby? It'll be five weeks behind the first
one."
"It's a concern, yes," the Doctor, answered soberly. "But a baby born three
to six weeks early is what we call `near-term', so you have a pretty good
chance that all will be well. Of course, there's also the option of
terminating the second pregnancy right away-"
"No!" Ryan interrupted heatedly, horrified at the very thought. "There will
be no terminating going on!"
Grinning, Max stepped closer and kissed Ryan softly. "Easy, tiger. Nothing
is going to happen that we don't agree to."
The Doctor nodded. "That is a given. As I said, there are a lot of factors
in your favor, for example the fact that this isn't your first pregnancy,
or that you're young and in great health. Of course, I can't give any
guarantees, but I'm very hopeful that both babies will be fine."
Ryan nodded, feeling a bit lightheaded. They'd come here to get him and the
new pregnancy checked out, maybe ask how it was possible to lose a baby
without him noticing, and this new development had thrown him for a
loop. Not one pregnancy, but two, right on top of each other.
"Hey there," he whispered, tracing a finger over the two tiny dark spots on
the monitor. "You'll be just fine, I'll make sure of that."
* * *
As they walked out of the Doctor's office, Max suddenly pulled Ryan's
slighter body into his own, kissing him soft and deep. "You're amazing, did
you know that?" he murmured gently, rubbing their growing erections
together, unmindful of them being in public. "I can't believe it, you got
pregnant twice for me. My perfect fertile little breederÉ"
Ryan moaned softly, looking up into Max's grey eyes that were shining with
lust and affection and something else, something that took his breath
away. "You love me!" he exclaimed, surprised when Max blushed.
"And what if I do?" He grunted, sounding almost dismissive in his attempt
to be nonchalant.
"That would fit remarkably well," Ryan said with a smile. "Because then I
could finally tell you that I love you, too."
Max's face lit up like a Christmas tree, a wide smile growing on his
lips. "God, I'm so glad I found you," he said softly. "Best thing my cock
has ever done was lead me into that alley."
Ryan blushed and punched Max in the arm lightly. "You're such a pig," he
said, sighing softly in contentment when Max grinned and laid his big hand
over the barely there swell of his belly.
* * *
The double pregnancy went without a hitch. Ryan wore his expanding belly
with pride, especially when the bump was barely visible. He'd wear tight
T-shirts that showed off the long lean lines of his body, the swell of his
lower abdomen all the more pronounced for it.
He got bigger a lot quicker than with Lily and it became his daily ritual
to stroll through the city with Lily and show off his `debauched twink
look', as Max called it. More often than not, the older man would join
them, and they'd walk down the street with Max's arm tight around Ryan's
waist, his palm resting possessively on the barely-there protrusion.
When they got home again, they'd settle Lily down for her nap and then Max
would crowd Ryan against the kitchen counter, the wall outside her nursery,
or the bathroom sink, depending on where they happened to be, and he'd
simply pull both their pants down and get down to business.
The young Breeder seemed to be in a constant state of arousal so he was
always ready and wet for him, craving the feeling of a hard cock fucking
away the constant itch inside of him.
"The babies need it," Ryan would chant, groaning through the hard jolts as
he was penetrated deep, Max's cock catching on the walls of his tight
channel in a way that sent delightful tingles through him. "They want it,
god, fuck me, get it deep, bathe me in your seed!"
Only the wet heat of a big load of cum could sooth him enough to be able to
go to sleep at night, and so Max fucked his lover through all stages of
pregnancy. He loved the way Ryan would grow ever tighter as the babies took
up more space in him, and he had the Breeder ride him a lot during the last
trimester so that he could feel himself bump into them on every upstroke.
Most times, he'd lay his hands on that huge belly and guide Ryan up and
down with it, swearing and grunting with the pleasurable sparks of his
cock-head catching on the spongy cervix. Ryan too would cry out in
pleasure, the constant pressure on his prostate having him see stars.
Needless to say, they had a lot of sex during Ryan's pregnancy.
* * *
Almost exactly eight months after that first Doctor's visit, Ryan gave
birth to two healthy boys, one noticeably smaller than the other. There
were no complications, except for the lengthy labor that the Doctor's
explained with the extraordinary circumstances of the pregnancy.
Even as he lay there, completely exhausted and in more pain than he felt
able to deal with, Ryan turned his head toward Max. "More," he whispered,
barely loud enough to be heard over the cries of their two sons as they
were washed and checked over.
Max frowned. "More ice chips? Let me just get some-" He turned to go, but
Ryan caught his arm and held him back with a weak grip.
"No," he gasped, wincing as the movement sent a sharp sting through his
lower body. "I want more."
Staring at him, finally the confusion faded from Max's face, to be replaced
by instant heat. "More babies? Is that what you're saying, Ry? You want
even more kids?"
Nodding, relieved that he'd been understood, Ryan let his eyes flicker to
Max's prominent bulge. His lover had been hard since the beginning of his
labor, turned on by the sheer animalistic ecstasy of the situation, and he
had to be pretty desperate by now.
As if to prove his point, Max leaned down over him, kissing him
roughly. "God, if I could, I'd fuck you right now," he murmured against
Ryan's lips. "I'd get you knocked up again even when your womb is still
recovering from having our boys inside."
"Yeah?" Ryan breathed, unconsciously spreading his legs, feeling his hole
gape open as he did. It should feel disgusting, what with him still
dripping a mixture of amniotic fluid and blood, but he felt alive in away
he only ever had after giving birth.
"Oh, yeah," Max growled, his hand wandering down to just underneath Ryan's
balls, his fingers dipping into the sloppy hole.
Behind them, they could hear the Doctor chuckle. "Now, now, Mr. Dayton. I
know that this is a highly emotional situation, but I need to check Ryan
here for any damage the birthing process might have done."
Reluctantly, Max stepped back. He never released Ryan's hand, though, and
his smoldering gaze never strayed from his lover's face, even as their two
boys squalled in unison, the sounds of perfectly healthy babies protesting
their entrance into this new world.
This was what he wanted, what he'd never dared to hope for. Coincidence had
brought them together, but lately, he'd caught himself thinking that it may
have been fate that had him stumble upon Ryan in that dark alley.
He grinned as he thought about the ring hidden in the depths of his coat
pocket. It was a plain gold ring, adorned with several moonstones that had
been cut to vaguely resemble eggs. It was an engagement ring, one
specifically made for Breeders, and Max had the words `For LB Ð Love
Always' engraved on the inside of it.
Watching Ryan now, all messed up and sweaty from giving birth, he never
loved him more. As soon as he got his boys home, he'd propose, and then
they'd start enlarging their family, one cycle at a time.
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