Date: Fri, 9 Aug 2013 23:12:21 +0200 (CEST) From: Patrick Summers Subject: Breeding Ryan part 1 This is set in the universe I created for my story "Impregnating Robby" (http://www.nifty.org/nifty/bisexual/incest/impregnating-robby). If you're interested in more background info about the world and don't want to read that first, check the end of this story for a quick overview. Story specifics: 18y/o breeder Ryan is caught in the open during his fertile phase. He really should have stayed home that day, but maybe, just maybe, it's also the best thing that ever happened to him. First part: first time, impregnation, dub/con, bareback, male pregnancy Later parts: pregnant sex, graphic birth, superfetation Part 1 Ryan stumbled along the street, every other breath coming out as a confused and pained whimper. He couldn't seem to shake this strange feeling that pulsed through his lower body in increasingly intense waves. That morning everything had been completely normal. He'd left the house at eight am like every Tuesday so he wouldn't be late for his first class of the day. College was still a relatively new experience for him but he loved every part of it. The only regret he had was that he couldn't afford on-campus housing and had to live with his Aunt Rachel. It wasn't so bad, but he'd never had the best relationship with her. He was sure that she secretly blamed him for his parent's death and that she had to take him in when he was nine. Things got even worse after Ryan went through the Transition shortly after his twelfth birthday. Rachel couldn't have children of her own, and he was pretty sure that she hated him for having the ability to conceive - even if he'd rather he didn't. At least he'd never experienced a cycle. It was rare, and apparently, he should have died during the Transition, but Ryan had made it through and remained sane throughout puberty even without being impregnated. The doctors thought it was a miracle. He'd made it to his 18th birthday without any signs of ever entering a fertile phase, so it was with a certain sense of detachment that he noted the sudden changes in his body now. It felt like coming alive after years of living a half-life. He *knew* what was happening to him, felt it in his bones. His body had ripened, after all these years of staying barren. Ryan kept on stumbling forward, puffing through that new kind of arousal coursing through his veins. It settled in the base of his spine, radiating out from there, but focusing inward rather than outward like he was used to. Blood boiling in his veins, he panted as the heat in his gut rose and spread like wildfire. Despite the intensity of the feeling, his cock was only half-hard. Pleasurable shivers ran through his ass, his hole clenching and opening in involuntary movements. "Oh god," Ryan gasped, stopping at a street corner to lean against a lamp post as he rode out the heated pulses of this hitherto unknown, all-encompassing pleasure. "Oh, *god*." After a moment, he felt steady enough to go on, getting home the only thought on his fevered mind. Had his mind been clearer, Ryan never would have taken the shortcut through the Bamboo Garden's back alley. Things happened in these tiny streets, unspeakable things. But Ryan wasn't thinking right, and so he stumbled into the alley without so much as looking around. His ass felt all sorts of strange, pulsing in a way it never had before and he could feel slick running out of his hole and down his cleft, soaking the back of his jeans. Trying to walk faster, desperate to get home, Ryan sobbed a little at the burning ache spreading through him that threatened to drive him insane with want. He ran into the man, quite literally, bumping into his chest because he hadn't been looking where he was going. The man was big, almost a head taller than Ryan, and had muscles all over. The genuinely strong kind, not bloated gym muscles, Ryan noted absently, even as panicked fear ran through his veins. "What do we have here?" the man leered, stepping to the side and forcing Ryan even deeper into the shadows. He was handsome, in a tough, no-nonsense kind of way. "A little breeder, it seems." Ryan shook his head, trying to back away. "No, I'm, I'm..." "Hm?" The man murmured, his eyes raking up and down Ryan's trembling body. "You're what? All alone? Ready to be taken? So wet your pants are almost see-through?" "Please, don't." Ryan tried to carry on, to tell this stranger that he was a virgin, that the only thing he'd ever had up his butt had been a thermometer and that no matter what biology dictated, he didn't want to be taken in a back alley like a cheap whore. But again, his treacherous body betrayed him, releasing another bout of pheromone- heavy sex-smell. Taking a deep breath, the man chuckled, one hand coming to rest on his rapidly growing bulge, while all Ryan could do was stare at him, frozen in fear. "Judging by your smell you're more than ripe to be plucked. Been awhile since I had me some breeder ass, don't think I could hold back even if I wanted to now, sorry." Ryan whimpered, his mind rapidly growing more incoherent and translating the man's direct words into the only terms it could understand right now. *Cock. Semen. Impregnation. Relief.* Slipping under the spell of the biological imperative to procreate, Ryan didn't even struggle as he was unceremoniously pushed between two dumpsters, face first. He shuddered as he felt the stranger crowding him from behind, rubbing his erection into his ass, making him feel the hot hardness right where he needed it most. "That's right," the man grunted, holding Ryan against the rough wall with one hand as he shoved down both their pants with the other. "You know you want it, boy. Want to get seeded by a real man, huh?" Ryan whined from deep in his throat, every instinct screaming at him to surrender, even as a tiny, distant part of his mind was horrified by the very thought of being fucked by a complete stranger like this. "Please," he gasped, not even sure what he was asking for. The man snorted, breathing in sharply as he shredded Ryan's soaked cotton undies in his haste to get him naked. "Gonna fuck you so good, boy. Gonna fill you up with my seed, breed you deep and hard, make you get pregnant right here, huh?" Ryan felt his eyes roll back in his head at the heated words, his ass spasming out another spurt of slick, prompting the man to growl in overwhelmed desire, driving his erection into the breeders sticky cleft, frotting against him frantically. Moaning in need, Ryan stuck his ass out, the ache inside him so much more pronounced now that a suitable sperm donor was close. "Please," Ryan moaned again, blindly undulating into that wonderfully hard cock, his hole making soft smacking noises as it opened and closed rapidly in anticipation. "Ah, fuck," he heard the man exclaim heatedly and a moment later, Ryan threw his head back and screamed as the blunt head of the thick hard cock breached his wet hole, forcing the puckered muscle open insistently. His cry was abruptly cut off as the stranger clamped a hand over his mouth, huffing into his ear, "Feels so good, huh? Can't keep quiet, yeah?" Ryan clenched his fingers into the raw uneven brick-wall as he was taken ruthlessly, feeling every inch inside his hot, aching chute. The slick was easing the way, and despite the lack of preparation, Ryan was primed enough by his cycle that the thick cock could push into him in one swift move, going deep enough that Ryan could feel the man's coarse pubic hair against his ass. But it still hurt as his ass was stretched beyond anything it'd ever had to accommodate, forcing tortured little sounds from Ryan's throat that were muffled by the stranger's strong hand. Grunting as the stranger began to move his cock back and forth in hard, jolting strokes, Ryan squeezed his watering eyes shut. For an indiscernible amount of time, Ryan just hung there and let himself be fucked, panting labored breaths into the big hand covering half his face. The pain was lessening, giving way to a sort of pleasant friction as the stranger started to pull out almost completely only to drive back inside in strong heaves. It felt good enough that Ryan began to moan softly as his body started to welcome the intrusion on more than just a biological level. Gathering his strength, he bucked up weakly, trying to help a little, lost in the pleasured haze of *deeper* and *harder*. His ministrations were wringing pleasured moans from the big man. "Yeah, that's it," he groaned, moving in counterpoint to Ryan, using the movements to screw Ryan even deeper. "Such a tight little hole. Want me to fill you up, huh? Ryan howled into the palm over his mouth when the man started a punishing rhythm, pumping into him with all the force of his muscled body. He was getting close, Ryan could somehow tell and deep inside of him, something awoke. Grabbing the hand covering his mouth, he pulled it off, forcing words out, desperate to be heard. "Come in me," he chanted, over and over again, feverish in his overwhelming need. "Come in me, come in me, come in me!" As if he'd been waiting for this final sign of surrender, the man let out a heart-felt moan and his hips stuttered, his cock throbbing hard as it spit out its load into him in long wet spurts. Ryan keened as the coveted seed filled him up, the tip of the man's thick cock lodged deep inside, pumping that thick, life-giving cum into him. He felt his ass clamping down around the spitting cock, spiraling into an orgasm that burst through his system like a firecracker. Doubling over, Ryan let out a deep groan as something deep inside his gut convulsed and he could practically feel the sperm wiggle its way to his womb. Shuddering with the last dregs of his peak, Ryan panted through the incredible feeling of the hot semen soaking his insides, soothing the raging fire of his cycle. It was so much that he could feel some of it splurt out and run down his thighs in thick globs, and *still* the man was huffing through his last orgasmic pulses. Finally, it stopped and the cock in his ass began to soften. Almost immediately, Ryan felt his knees go weak and he would have fallen if he hadn't been pinned to the wall by the weight of the softly groaning man. Holding him at the waist, the man ground his cock into him a few times more before he finally pulled out. "Whoohoo," he said triumphantly, patting Ryan on the ass affectionately. "That was one hell of a fuck, little breeder. Took me like a champ. Ah, fuck, I needed that, been horny as hell those last few days." But Ryan could barely hear him. His senses were turning inward, to where deep inside his body, a new life was being created. A startling warmth began to spread through him, different than the heat of his cycle, yet similar somehow... Ryan shuddered in surprise when the first wave of pain hit. Startled, his hands flew to his lower belly as a series of increasingly strong spasms ran through it. It felt like internal cramps, he quivered and shook with them and Ryan whimpered as he began to slide to the ground. "That was fast," he heard the man mumble as if from far away and then he was pulled into strong arms and held tight. "Just let it happen, little breeder. Them's just impregnation spasms, nothing to worry about." Ryan groaned, moving restlessly against the man's strong chest, keening as the ache increased. He was startled when the stranger laid one of his big, warm hands on his belly, just resting it there. Almost instantly, the pain lessened and Ryan looked up into that ruggedly handsome face, his eyes going wide as his body reacted to the man that had just seeded him so thoroughly. "That better now, little breeder?" The man said, sounding almost gentle as he began to rub Ryan's flat stomach in soothing circles. "I read about that, about how the father can help a Breeder through those first few minutes of conception. Can't believe you've taken so quick. Must have been one hell of a cycle." "My first one," Ryan mumbled, before he could stop himself. His insides were still churning and he trembled in pained pleasure. The man froze. "Really, now. You're a bit old for that, aren't you?" "I'm eighteen." Ryan didn't really know why he even kept talking to the man who had, for all intents and purposes, just ruined his life. *And saved your sanity*, a tiny voice in his mind whispered, but Ryan chose to ignore that. Distracted by the shivery pain lancing through him, he closed his eyes. His pants were still hanging by his knees and globs of cum were dribbling from his clenching hole and he felt about as helpless as a kitten. "A late-bloomer then," the man chuckled. "Did you know that those are almost double as likely to conceive twins at their first impregnation?" Ryan shook his head, the very thought making him nauseous. And then it happened. It felt like a small explosion going off inside him. Ryan jerked, squeaking as that vague warmth of earlier intensified, reaching a sudden crescendo, before it suddenly vanished. "Ah," Ryan sighed in relief as the pain faded and a feeling of deep contentment spread though him. Totally exhausted, Ryan lay in the arms of his captor and knew, he just *knew* on a deep instinctual level, that he had just gotten pregnant. Ryan moaned in dismay. "There, there," the stranger murmured, pressing a soft kiss to Ryan's damp forehead. "Such a good boy. I've never seen a Breeder get pregnant before. That's pretty hot, I must say, no wonder there's so much porn about it. I'm Max, by the way. Probably should remember that, because as I see it, we'll spend quite a bit of time together." "What?" Ryan mumbled, fighting against that distracting lassitude. "You know how it is," the man grinned, patting Ryan's belly. "You went outside at the peak of your cycle, not my fault I had to breed you. And since you're of ageÉ" Ryan felt like the ground had dropped out from under him. "But I can't be pregnant now," he protested weakly. "I just started college. I'm too young to be a Dad." Max was shaking his head. His hand was still stroking Ryan's belly, a possessive gesture that was very telling. "You can't make that decision on your own, pretty boy. That bundle of cells in there is as much mine as it is yours, and I know my rights." Ryan gulped, the bitter sting of tears almost robbing him of the ability to speak. "What do you want f-from me?" Max gave him a wide smile. "Only your time, little Breeder. Nine months to be exact. I'm invoking my Right of Subrogation." Ryan gasped. "No, please." Even though he never went through a cycle, Ryan had gone to the Breeder Centre educational courses for young Breeders, and he'd learned everything there was to know. The Right of Subrogation was a rather archaic law that forced a pregnant person - as long as they had been of legal age at the time of conception - to bring the child to term and hand it over to the father, even if they didn't want it. Crying in earnest now, Ryan stayed completely passive as Max put him back on his feet and pulled up his pants. He only reacted when the man took hold of his head and leaned down to plunder his lips, kissing him for all he was worth. "I'm getting you home now," Max murmured as he pulled back. "I will talk to your parents and tell them what happened, and that I will take you in for the duration of the pregnancy." Ryan sniffled. "But I don't want to move in with you." Max threw his head back and laughed out loud. "Oh, babe, you sure about that? There are certain, uh, advantages to staying with me." Stepping closer again, Max pulled Ryan into another heated kiss, making sure to rub against Ryan's crotch. Ryan gasped, his cock growing under the ministrations. "Besides," Max added conversationally. "I live in a penthouse uptown." Ryan gaped at the man whom he'd thought to be a construction worker of some sort. "You, you do?" he stammered, tears forgotten for the moment. His cock was pulsing pleasurably and still there was that wonderful feeling of fullness radiating from where he suspected his womb to be. "Yup. I'm an architect, so maintaining you is not going to be a problem." Ryan rubbed a hand over his face, still a little overwhelmed by how much his life had changed in the last half hour or so. "But you don't even know me," he wailed plaintively, torn between wanting to talk his way out of this and wanting it to happen just as Max was promising. He'd never owned anything that was of value to anybody else and even if this was only a temporary arrangement, somehow it still sounded better than going back to his indifferent Aunt, especially now that he had gotten himself pregnant. Even in these last few minutes, Max had shown more passion toward him than anyone had ever before, and Ryan felt himself liking the attention the older man paid him. As if to prove that point, Max gathered him close again. "We'll have a lot of time to get to know each other, don't you think? But, why don't you start by telling me your name and we'll see where it goes from there?" For a long moment, Ryan was indecisive. He knew that there were lawyers that had specialized in Breeder law and even though he'd never be able to afford one of them, he could always go beg to be taken on as a pro bono case. But did he really want to go through all that trouble? It was weird, but here he was, standing in a dark alley with his ass leaking cum, having just been fucked and knocked up by a total stranger, and still he felt more content than he could ever remember feeling. "Ryan," he said finally, having made a decision. "Ryan Johnson." Max grinned. "Good to meet you, Ryan." "Yeah," Ryan tried to answer the smile, but there was too much going on in his head for it to come off sincerely, he was sure. "Likewise, I guess. And just so you know, I had no idea that I was going into my cycle. It sort of, came on really quickly. I'm sorry it made you fuck me, I'm sure that wasn't how you planned to have children." Throwing his head back, Max barked out a laugh. "Not quite, but I've been thinking about adopting a Breeder baby for a while, so I feel like this is a lucky coincidence. And believe me, I would have wanted to fuck you anytime we'd have met, pheromones or not." Ryan was stunned. "Really?" "Shit yeah," Max crooned. "You're a pretty one with those hazel eyes and the cock-sucker lips. And your ass... Man, I'd write poems about that tight hole, if I weren't crap at it. Hm, maybe I'll design a building and call it `Ryan's ass'." Ryan felt himself blushing, especially as he felt Max's renewed erection pressing into his side. "I could take you now," Max said softly, lust replacing the humor. "I would love to fill you up again with my cum, just to make sure." Ryan chuckled breathlessly. "No need," he murmured. "I'm as preggers as I can get. I can feel it, you know. It's settled now." "God, that's hot." Grimacing a little, Max adjusted himself as he checked both of them over. "Hm, I guess we're as presentable as we're going to get. I want you to move in with me as soon as possible, so let's go talk to your parents." Still a little bewildered by everything, Ryan nodded and let himself be led from the alley. After a few steps, Max wrapped a big arm around his waist, his hand slipping into the back-pocket of Ryan's pants, cupping his ass-cheek possessively. Moaning softly as he felt Max's thumb rubbing the wet fabric into his cleft, Ryan walked away from his old life without a backwards glance. End of part 1 In this alternate universe, a small percentage of men can get pregnant. They're called Breeders, and sometime during their pre-teen years they undergo the so-called Transition. It's when their bodies change to accommodate a child. They stay fully male, but a part of their colon veers off into a womb. Sometime after the Transition, they experience their first cycle, which means that they are fertile for the first time. During that, Breeders produce a kind of natural lubrication that is saturated with pheromones, making it almost impossible for men to resist the scent. No matter how old the Breeder is, it is imperative that they are impregnated during this first cycle, so that their brain chemistry can develop right. As these are extraordinary circumstances, Breeders have a choice to keep the resulting child, give it up for adoption, or get rid of it. The Breeder Centre is an organization that takes care of any Breeder and helps them out if there are any problems. Feedback is very much appreciated. Tell me everything! 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