Date: Tue, 30 Jun 2020 21:09:36 +0000 (UTC) From: Xavier Hicks Subject: Carriers and Donors, An Mpreg Saga. The Bear and the Boy Hey, readers! Here is the fourth instalment of Carriers and Donors, an Mpreg Saga. The story is set in an alternative post-apocalypse universe where men hugely out-number women and can get pregnant. Please read previous chapters from the start if you want to know more. This chapter heavily features cross-generational sex. Enjoy! And please donate to Nifty! *************** Frank Afonso woke up early for his day at work. He stretched and yawned, his huge frame taking up a large portion of the bed. He looked over to his sleeping husband, Craig Bronson, admiring his handsome, bearded face. The covers were at Craig's waist, the rest of his upper body visible in the dim morning light. He was now 7 months gone, displaying a magnificent baby bump; a big round furry beach ball stretching his torso absurdly, carrying their developing quadruplets. Above the bump was Craig's huge, muscled pecs, full with milk. Frank's thick cock hardened, taking in the view, proudly. It was unusual for a regular donor to knock up a regular carrier with multiples, but he always knew he was capable of such super-donor strength. The thought made him rock-hard. Frank was a huge, muscular man at 6'9", his masculine reputation was important to him and breaking the news of his husband's latest pregnancy to his own work colleagues and friends was something that he had revelled in. He had always secretly felt inferior to super-donors, it was something he was secretly, deeply bitter about. It was partly what made him the aggressive, hot-headed man he had become. And now he could boast to other lesser, smaller men that his seed was as potent. He was a father of multiples. Frank reached for his husband's nipples, scooted down the bed slightly and put his mouth to Craig's swollen teat and suckled gently whilst rubbing the huge baby bump, possessively. His bushy moustache tickled Craig's large pecs and woke him. Craig's eyes opened sleepily, he let out a low, content moan. "Morning Baby, gimme some morning milk," growled Frank in his deep, husky voice. "Morning, Daddy," said Craig Bronson sleepily, with a dumb smile. Afonso suckled for a minute. Bronson moaned and subconsciously jacked his now full erection. "Oooooh Daddy, get some," purred Bronson. Bronson's body had changed over pregnancy. His legs and hips had thickened, his beefy pecs had gotten even larger. His anal ring how now become so swollen and so engorged that it was now like an actual pussy. The mutation had turned the anus into a super-strong muscle that could stretch so much that a baby could be pushed out when it came to the end of the 9 months, and then stretch back nicely once birthing was over. The mutation had created a proficient birthing canal. The 4 babies growing inside of him had made his ass even fatter. This only made Frank even more horned up. Frank finished at the nipple and looked up at Craig, a dribble of milk on his chin, his lips wet. "Turn over, Craigy baby, Daddy needs to breed." Craig turned over and lay on his side, Frank nestled up behind him, placed his left hand over the huge beachball belly and lined his beer-can thick dick with Craig's man-pussy. Craig's hole was dripping natural carrier lubrication, his ass-lips slightly swollen from pregnancy, but as it was regularly fucked by Franks super thick 9-inch cock, needed no loosening up. Frank wasn't usually one for foreplay. He was a selfish top, usually intent on planting his seed and nothing else, but Craig didn't mind as Frank always hit his spot - repeatedly. Frank drove his cock gradually into his husband's ass, he let out of growl and moved his head to Craig's neck. He kissed it, bit his skin slightly and whispered deeply into his ear. "Yeah, honey, such a good carrier slut for your big Daddy," Frank whispered as his dick sunk into the man-cunt. Craig moaned in a sleepy haze, enjoying the sensations of the fat prick engulfing his hole. "Yes, Daddy, hit my spot... Make me spunk... Rub my belly... I think they can sense Daddy's saying hello," moaned Bronson, half-asleep. He was used to this kind of morning wake-up call and he loved it, especially now he was pregnant again. Craig Bronson arched his huge, muscular back, which steroids and a lifetime at the gym had made swollen and beautifully sculpted. He arched his humungous bubbled ass-cheeks even further, pushing himself onto his Daddy. He grabbed his huge left ass-cheek and pulled it to one side so that the cock could delve deeper, pushing it into the hilt and bashing into his g-spot. Big Afonso brushed his large salt'n'pepper moustache against Craig's neck, making his husband shiver from his neck, all the way down to his feet. Afonso was also hugely muscular, his back even larger. He moaned deeply, laying down on his side and pummelling his fat prick into the stretched ass. "Yeh, Craigy baby, Daddy's gonna plant his seed up there with our lil team we've made, nice and deep.... Nice and deep." Frank gripped the huge belly with his shovel-like hand, caressing it gently as his other arm lay under Craig's neck, his right hand reaching to the pregnant man's pecs, squeezing one slightly so that some milk dripped onto his ballooned, hairy pecs. "Such a good carrier holding Daddy's babies. You look so hot... Just wanna fuck you all the time," said Frank, picking up the pace. "Ooooh Daddy, breed me, gimme that potent seed, shoot deep..." whined Bronson, in ecstasy. Frank slammed harder, his hand moved around Craig's neck and he chocked his husband slightly. He picked up the pace. He fucked for a few minutes, relishing in the sensations as his fat dick pummelled into his fertile carrier. He started to feel his balls tighten as his spunk made its way to his cock. Craig cooed as the large cock drilled his guts. "Yeh... Ugh... fucking slut! Take this potent seed you fucking whore!" Shouted Frank as he orgasmed, shooting his carrier spunk into his husband's engorged man-pussy. At the same time Craig orgasmed without touching his dick. His husband's hand restricting his breathing, strangely enhancing the sensations. Afonso was good at this, thought Craig as he shot his own sterile cum onto the bed. Carriers could cum but their spunk was useless. Frank pulled his dick out with a pop, his spunk spluttered out of Craig's sloppy hole and onto his huge right ass cheek. "Stay there, baby, let me clean you up," said Afonso, huskily, moving down to Craig's ass. He stuck his huge tongue into the slightly gaping, sloppy hole, eating his own potent seed that had escaped. Craig moaned, softly. Frank slurped and licked, tongue-fucking his carrier deeply, his moustache tickling Craig slightly as it bristled against his sensitive skin. Afonso then moved up to his husband and kissed him, passionately with tongues, sharing his fertile spunk with his partner. He then pulled way and looked into his husband's dozy eyes. "Time to get up sleepy head. I'll have a shower then take you to your work on my way to the office," said Frank as he moved down to the humongous pregnant stomach and kissed it. Bronson smiled. "Thanks, Frankie," he replied, only just properly waking up. *** Josh Smith's eyes opened slowly as he woke from a restless sleep. He lay in bed and stretched, noticing the recurring itch in his ass. The itch had started the previous day but now it was stronger, almost burning - something he hadn't felt before. He moved his finger down to the hole and felt his anal ring. It was extra sensitive, wet and slightly swollen. He caressed his index finger along the sphincter, a soft moan escaping from his delicate, pink lips. His hole now began to slightly secrete a sticky substance. It was Josh's first heat-cycle as a carrier, and deep down he knew it. Josh inserted a finger easily into his hole with the aid of the clear sticky fluid that came from it. Images of attractive donor men entered his mind, both from his real life and in entertainment and media. His mind rested on the face of Danny Grundy, an older boy from his class at school. Danny was stunning, thought Josh. His dark hair, tanned skin, handsome face, green eyes and athletic body was a sight to behold. Danny always seemed to smell delicious, Josh just couldn't put his finger on it, but the thought right now made his mouth water and sensitive hole pucker. He thought about Danny's ripped body and ample package (he had spied on him in sports class), fingering himself slowly and massaging his small cock at the same time. He jerked it repeatedly at the thought of touching Danny's six-pack and pecs, feeling his rock-hard cock, letting it explode inside him and bury its seed deep within his ass. Within a minute he spluttered cum onto his toned belly and let out a high-pitched groan. "Josh! It's 10 past 8, you're late! get up!" called his father from downstairs. "Yes, Dad! I'm up, I'm up!" shouted Josh from his bedroom. It was time for school. Josh was 5 foot, 4 inches tall, with a mop of curly blonde hair and blue eyes. He body was toned, with a small frame, his skin white with a slight tan. He was developing nicely. His face was pretty, with angular features and high cheekbones which made him slightly effeminate. His lips were full and baby pink. He resembled Alex Pettyfer in his younger days, and just as stunningly beautiful. His ass was round, ample, smooth and soft - a little bubble-butt in the making with a pink, small anal ring hidden between the cheeks. He was a prime twink, admired by his classmates and also some teachers, but he was blissfully unaware. Josh cleaned up the mess he had made with a pair of boxers. He looked at the time and realised he was running really late, again! He dashed around his room, dressed hastily into his school uniform and then left his room to brush his teeth and wash his face, there would be no time for a shower or breakfast. He dashed downstairs to grab his lunch from the fridge. Josh's maternal father, Niall, was at the foot of the stairs, ready to leave. "Josh! You're late again! And I'm afraid I can't give you a lift to school this time, I'm going in a completely different direction and need to catch a train..." he said, exasperatedly, "You really need to go to bed earlier, this is the second time this week!". "I know, I know!" Exclaimed Josh as he rushed to pack his backpack. Josh's paternal father was unknown. He only knew his maternal father, Niall, because Niall had applied to keep him after carrying him through pregnancy. A carrier needed special permission to keep their child and it wasn't always guaranteed, although they were usually allowed 1 if asked for. The government usually took care of all offspring from carriers once they were born. The babies were then brought up by maidens, the name for the small surviving population of women who were designated to work in huge estates in the countryside, collectively called The Nurseries. The Nurseries' staff brought up the children until they were old enough to be transitioned to military boarding schools, or like Josh, the state schools which trained up Southern Britain's medical staff, lawyers and other skilled professionals. The Nurseries' chief maidens and government staff assessed the children throughout their time there. At age 9, they were then given their proposed place in society, to be educated for a profession or developed into a military machine for Southern Britain. It was needed in such a volatile state after the crisis. "Bye, Josh! I better not get an angry email from Mr Bronson, AGAIN!" Shouted Niall as he turned to look back at his son. He opened the front door to leave. As he stepped out, he got a whiff of pheromones as he breathed in. "Strange... I'm not in heat," thought Niall as he stepped out of the door and waddled to his car. He was 6 months pregnant from his last coupling with a donor. The pungent smell bugged Niall throughout his day at work. He put it down to baby-brain. It wasn't until late that afternoon that it finally twigged. "Shit... It must've been Josh!" He said to himself out loud at his office desk. Little did he know that he had realised too late. *** Frank pulled away from the school in his large Range Rover after watching his husband waddle into the building, his fat ass jiggling and baby bump stretching his specially made maternity Oxford shirt for super-carriers. Frank chuckled, but also felt a sense of pride and lust. It made him horny again, despite unloading his seed earlier that morning. He really did feel good about himself. A father of quads, `What a mighty donor I am', he thought, arrogantly. He glanced hungrily at a few of the students making their way into the school, checking out their pert asses and young, fresh skin. "Fuck, I need some of that," thought Frank as he cruised along slowly and stroked his thickening fat cock through his pants' fabric, checking out a particularly pretty twink's bubble-butt. It was a hot summer's day and his window was wound down, allowing for a breeze to blow inside the car as he drove down the road cooling his large, furry body that was restricted by his tailored suit. Frank preferred a natural breeze to the air con. He had undone his top few buttons and removed his tie, his muscular, hairy pecs (slightly matted with sweat) peaked out, and his slight beer-belly stretched his bottom buttons. A lot of men found this a turn-on, Frank found. He shook his head, dismissing nasty thoughts, picked up some speed and drove his way to central London's newly built government buildings. After 5 minutes, he noticed a schoolboy walking quickly, in a rush, heading towards him on the left side of the road. "Must be one of Craig's student's late for school," thought Frank. He slowed the car down, studying the teen twink, admiring his slight frame and blonde locks. "Damn, this kid is fucking beautiful" thought Frank, lustfully. What Frank's husband didn't know about him is that Frank was a serial cheater. He made out to be a man of pre-crisis monogamous tradition, when in fact he had planted his seed in carriers across the globe whilst on his many diplomatic missions for Southern Britain. Frank seldom felt guilt for this, it was just a natural urge of a pent-up, seed-sowing donor, he believed. It wasn't his fault he had to plant his seed - especially when he was hit by the pheromones of a slutty carrier in heat. Frank had probably fathered over a hundred children in 30-plus nations. He also had a secret penchant for younger men - smooth, toned and innocent. Well, `innocent-ish'. Yes, he was into big muscle bulls like himself, but as he aged and travelled, he had also become fond of the opposite. Frank slowed the car down to a gentle cruising speed then leaned out of the window slightly as the boy headed his way. His large, suited furry arm and hand hung out of the car window, flashing his tanned skin and expensive Rolex watch. "Hey," he shouted to the boy, "Are you one of the boys at Kensington High?". Josh was watching from the pavement, flustered and slightly sweaty from the heat, his backpack clutched in his right hand. He was 30 minutes late for lessons after scrambling for a length of time to find his house keys before he even left home. "Ugh... Yeh. I am," said Josh in his gentle voice, a little wary. He was out of breath from running half the way. Frank slowed the car to a stop; he was now around 6 feet away from Josh on the pavement. He inhaled and smelt a sweet, heady aroma. `This was a bitch in heat,' he thought, excitedly. "Well, I know where the school is, I could take you there now as I don't have much on and it seems you're in trouble... Running late?" said Frank, in his deep bass tone and with a knowing smile. His sexy smile was a killer. At 55, Frank was a pro at picking up carriers. His height, muscled physique, masculine demeanour and donor scent usually worked collectively as an irresistible magnet on carriers in heat, both young and old. "Erm, I could walk... ah...err..." Josh said, stumbling over his words, clutching his backpack, but standing still. He wasn't going anywhere. He could smell the donor's musty scent drift through the car window. It made his hole moist and twitch. This huge, suited, moustached man was leaning cockily out of his car window, looking like he owned the world. Josh didn't know he had a thing for Daddies. Until now. "You know, I really shouldn't get into cars with strangers... Sir," said Josh, with a playful tone. Something had switched inside his brain. School now seemed of little importance, if not a distance memory. "Sometimes you just have to take a risk, kid... If you want a ride," replied Frank, mirroring the playful tone of Josh. "Get in the passenger side, I think we both know you can't resist," he added with a wink. Josh's carrier-brain had taken over. He was about to be bred and he knew it. "What the fuck am I doing?" he thought with nervous excitement as he walked to the other side of the car, opened the door, stepped up into the large car and jumped onto the passenger seat. He closed the door and looked to his right, finally getting a proper view of the driver. This was probably the biggest man he'd ever seen. Tall, built and sexy, his suit stretched by his muscles. He dwarfed Josh, and it made him wet. "Fasten, your seatbelt," said Frank. "Fuck, you smell so good," he said, rubbing his cock through his trousers. Josh did what he was told, Frank then sped off in the car and continued to drive in the opposite direction to the school. "Ugh, sir... This isn't the way to Kensington High," said Josh, nervously. "No, it isn't... What's your name?" Replied Frank. "Josh." "Well, Josh. You're in heat right now and I'm a donor. And you'll come to realise that when a donor like me meets a carrier like you, there are other priorities that need to be met," said Frank confidently as he drove them toward a backroad. "Siri," he growled loudly, making Josh jump. "Send an email to my PA, tell them I'll be late and to clear my diary for today until 1 pm," he barked at his dashboard. Work could wait, he thought, there was nothing important on that morning, thankfully. By now Josh's right anal ring was leaking lubricant juices, his small cock was rock hard, and his body was warm and tingling. He had lost his virginity to a classmate on a sleepover once, a year or so ago, but it had been an awkward experience and he was sure the other boy was also a carrier; they were just discovering things and messing about. But this felt different. He wanted to be filled by this huge man, to feel his muscles, to have his seed deep inside him. He was becoming intoxicated, especially as the big man closed the windows shut. Frank drove them to one of his properties that he owned. He usually rented it to military guys who were on leave, but it was empty at the moment - the perfect place for a secret rendezvous. There wasn't much chat as they made the journey. Frank wasn't one for small talk, especially when horned up. Josh was too nervous. Frank put his large left hand on Josh's right small smooth hand, pulled it over and placed it on his cock which was wrapped up in his pants. "Stroke it for Daddy... Gonna fill you up soon, kid," he said, huskily. Josh felt the huge, thick cock through the material. It wasn't just long, it was really, really thick. His mouth watered. He massaged it, his own cock rock hard and his boy-pussy slightly dilated. He was now blinded by lust. 'I can't wait to get this in me,' he thought. "I can't wait sir... Where exactly are we going?" said Josh, with nervous excitement. "To my place, where won't be disturbed," he said, looking down at Josh. He looked a little nervous. "Don't worry. Daddy's gonna take care of you. I'll get you to school later,". "Okay... Daddy," Josh replied, sweetly. 'This was insane,' he thought. He didn't even know this man's name. It was Daddy, for now. Frank parked up outside the apartment building. He got out, went around the car to the passenger seat, opened the door for Josh and held out his hand so that Josh could climb down from the high seat. They locked eyes, Frank's dark brown eyes to Josh's light blue. "This boy is beautiful," thought Frank. In the lift up to the 5th floor the difference between their height was hugely evident, with Frank towering over the boy by almost 1.5 feet. The lift was empty but for them, thankfully. Frank grabbed the boy as soon as the lift doors closed and lifted him up easily against the elevator wall so that they could be face to face. "You're stunning, boy," growled Frank as he moved into kiss Josh. Their lips met; their tongues entwined. For his age, Josh was a good kisser, something he'd learned well in the sleepovers he'd had over the years. His backpack was still clutched in his left hand, still. This went on passionately for 30 seconds as the lift rose upwards, Josh letting out soft, high groans while they exchanged saliva. The lift reached the 5th floor. Frank guided Josh to the apartment door by placing his hand on the boy's shoulders, he was so tall compared to Josh that he wasn't able to reach down and rest his paw on the twink's bottom - his usual tactic, though he wouldn't have to wait much longer. They entered studio the apartment, Frank closed the door behind them and locked it. "On the bed, boy, take a seat," ordered Frank. Josh dropped his backpack by the door and sat on the edge of the bed, dutifully. Frank stood in front of the small teen and softly stroked his hair, his crotch directly in his face. The huge man undid his belt and trousers while Josh looked upwards, his big blue eyes hungry to see what was hidden underneath. Frank's zip came undone and boxers pulled down. The massive, thick, 9-inch schlong was released into the air, it hit Josh on his nose and bounced off. "Suck it for Daddy, get it nice and wet," growled Frank. He took his cock and guided it to Josh's rose-pink lips, the boy took it with two hands and opened wide. It fit, just. The muscular middle-aged man fed his huge cock into the young carrier's hungry mouth. Josh grabbed his hands around the thick shaft as he tried to get as much of the throbbing, veined member in as he could. Frank was particularly gentle; he could tell he had an amateur here, but this was usually the case with young carriers. Josh sucked and slurped, looking up at this beast of a man. His pussy lips began to excrete more fluid and he felt a splutter rip out and wet his briefs. Frank began to face fuck the teen, his cock almost falling out then going back in to reach his throat. For an amateur, this kid was talented, he thought. All this time Frank was growling like a bear, enjoying the sensations. The cock then flopped out of Josh's mouth; a thread of saliva dribbled out the corner of it. Before Frank could plug it back in, Josh stopped it. "Daddy, please, I need you to fuck me... knock me up, please," said the boy, desperately as another splutter of lube leaked out of his hole. "Let's get a baby inside of you then," replied Frank with a chuckle, he never failed to be amused by the desperation of a carrier in heat. "Take your clothes off, kid, let me see what you got," said Frank, eagerly. They stripped, hastily, Frank pulling off his Armani suit, piece by piece, Josh pulling off his school uniform. Now they were naked, Josh scooted up to the middle of the double bed and rested his back on the pillows, lying down to wait for the donor. The giant crawled on to the bed and leaned in to kiss the teen, dwarfing him in size. His huge, muscular, furry body, covering the teen's delicate, toned frame and perfect, smooth skin. They kissed, passionately, Frank's muscular, gorilla-like arms propped up his torso as he leaned over the twink. His huge jaw and moustache contrasted heavily with the delicate face of the teen, his skin smooth and jaw delicate. Josh moved his hands to explore the swollen muscular chest of the older man, feeling his impressive pecs and tweaking his large brown nipples. Frank then broke the kiss, balanced himself on his knees and moved his hands down to grab Josh's ankles. He pulled the boy's legs upwards with little effort and resistance, bending the legs backwards over the boy's skinny torso so that his sweet, dripping boy pussy was exposed. "Mmm, such a sweet, tight hole," said Frank whilst holding the boy's legs back. "Let Daddy get it a bit looser for this monster." Frank dived down and stuck his meaty tongue into the puckered hole. His moustache pressed against the twink's little ball sack as he delved in, deep. The large man moved his hands to hold the boy's hips as he ate the tight hole like his life depended on it. Josh groaned in delight at the different sensations happening down below, he held his legs back, gladly, his feet almost touching his head as he was being tongue-fucked by the man-mountain. "Oh, Daddy... Never had this before... Oh, so good..." moaned Josh in delight. Frank Afonso growled deeply as he savoured the juices and rimmed the little, tight muscle. He released his hands to jack his leaking, rock-hard cock as he balanced on his knees and sucked on the boy's sweet, dripping hole. He pulled away briefly for a breath, Josh's pussy lips spluttered out some more lube. "I think you're ready," said Frank, lustfully. He grabbed a pillow from the bed and placed it under the lower back of the teen. He then swiftly pulled some lube from one the side drawers next to the bed. Usually carriers wouldn't need lube, but this massive cock going into such a small hole would certainly need some help. He lubed up his cock and then added some to the tight hole, poking in a giant finger, then two, then three, slowly to get the boy used to the pressure. Frank's fingers were so big that they were acting like multiple cocks, stretching the boy' ass lips, readying it for his massive member. Josh cooed in ecstasy, instinctively relaxing his anal ring to let the large man-fingers in. It came naturally to a carrier. Frank slowly pushed the three fingers in, hitting the boy's prostate in the process. "Daddy's gonna take it slow at first, son...' Said Frank as he finger-fucked the twink with skill. "Oh, it feels so good. Fuck me please, wanna carry so bad, Daddy... Oooh," moaned the twink in a hazed state of pleasure. Joshua Smith had left the building and all that was left was a desperate, needy carrier slut. "Okay, kid, let Daddy in and sow this seed, it's time to knock you up, little one," boomed Frank in his husky, bass voice. Josh held his little legs back as far as possible as Frank line up his 9-incher that was as thick as a beer can with the little, dripping hole. He pushed his cockhead in steadily, stretching the boy-pussy absurdly. "Yeah, that's it, kid, relax and let Daddy in... That's it, good boy," growled Frank. Josh wailed as the huge, thick cock slowly sunk into his boy-pussy. "Oooh, it's soo big...' said the carrier-twink, holding his breath. "Breath, it'll make it easier," said Frank, locking eyes with the boy. Frank put a hand either side of the blonde teen, he leaned into kiss him deeply as his huge member sunk in, almost to the hilt. Josh moaned as the massive cock crushed against his prostate. Frank picked up the pace slowly, gently sliding his fat cock out then sliding it in as deep as possible. Josh moved his little hands to grip the beast above him, holding onto the man's muscular hips as the cock drove into him, deeply. His held his legs wide into the air, letting the man fuck him with as much ease as possible. "Yes, Daddy, fill me up, fuck my pussy... Impregnate me, please," whined the twink as the monster above him began to pummel his hole. "Coming up, boy," replied the older man. Frank began to fuck hard. He lay down over the boy, crushing his small frame under his 177kg of muscle and chub. He fucked the schoolboy, missionary style, ramming as much of his meat into the hole as possible. He wrapped his huge, hairy arms around the boy's upper body as he slid his cock almost all the way out and then drilled it in, stretching the hole so that it leaked out a combination of pussy fluid and lubrication. Frank's large balls became wet with fucking, they hung low and slapped against the boy's gooch as he fucked repeatedly, almost up to the hilt and out again. Josh's eyes rolled into the back of his head as his g-spot was punched by the huge prick that engulfed his innards. The huge cock slipped out, unexpectedly. Josh's hole let out a squelch. "Ooops" said Josh, with a giggle. "Put it back in, sir, please... Quick!" "One minute," replied Frank. He lifted the teen's legs as far back as they could bend and scooted down to the hole to admire it. The perfect pink ring was now gaping, leaking out juices. Frank licked it and rimmed the hole, hungrily, bristling his moustached against the white, smooth skin of the little bubble-butt. Frank growled deeply. "Nice and loose, now, little slut," he said, then unexpectedly slapped the boy's ass cheeks, leaving an angry red mark. "Owwwww," whined Josh. Frank lined his pulsing member up with the hole again, no need to lube it up this time. He plunged his cock deep into the boy's hole and began to pound it whilst holding Josh's legs stretched out wide into the air, one large hand wrapping easily around the boy's ankles. He then released the legs and leaned into the boy and kissed him, keenly. They shared their saliva and tongues passionately as the man-mountain hammered the boy's strained anal ring. Josh then wrapped his legs around the big man so that his feet rested on the small of Frank's huge, muscular back, his hands gripping his swollen lats. Josh was extremely turned on at how muscular and thick the man was. Frank then moved his head to the side of Josh's neck and started to piston his dick, speeding up. He held the boy in a vice-like grip, almost suffocating the boy. He began to growl like a bear as he could feel his seed move through his balls, ready for impregnation. His cock tingled as it was gripped by the tight pussy he was fucking. His orgasm built and built, his balls slapped and the twink squealed beneath him. "Kid, hope you're a super carrier as this seed is potent, you little sexy cunt," said Frank, about to cum as his stubbled chin and large moustache nestled into the neck of the boy, making his shiver. "Ooooh Daddy, give me.... those... babies," whined Josh as he lay on the bed, wrapped in an aggressive iron grip of the middle-aged, furry, mountain fucking his sloppy boy-hole. He folded his little feet so that they rested on the bottom of Franks back, hugging tightly to his breeder. His own small then cock erupted sterile spunk between their two bodies, triggered by the constant drilling of the man's schlong into his g-spot. "YES, YOU LITTLE SLUT, DADDY'S GONNA PUT THAT BABY IN YOU! FUCKING WHORE!" Shouted the muscled beast. Frank roared as he orgasmed and unloaded his spunk into the tiny, blonde twink. His legs shuddered as he shot load after load, pushing in his prick as far as possible. After the 6th shot, he slowed down, breathing heavily. He pulled back his head and looked at beautiful carrier, seeing his twinkling blue eyes. He was a little bit in love. He slowly pulled his cock out, making sure to keep as much of his seed in the boy as possible, then fell to the side of the bed and lay down, worn out. The two lay in a happy silence for a while, looking at the ceiling and catching their breath. Frank broke the silence. "Come here," said Frank, softly. He gestured to his side. Josh understood. The boy squeezed his tender anal ring tightly as to not let out any of the man's seed escape as he scooted up to the man's side. He rested his head on the big man's huge, hairy pec, then placed a hand on the man's furry belly and stroked it, lovingly. Frank wrapped a huge arm around the boy and cuddled his sofly, kissed his blonde mop of hair and stroked his soft skin. The two chatted for a while about this and that. Frank was careful not to reveal too much about himself. They had a connection, he thought as they joked about Frank's beer-belly. 'I could fall in love with this kid,' thought Frank, concerned and dizzy at the same time. After a short while Josh moved up to straddle Frank, his little butt rested on Frank's now deflated but still lengthy member. "Can we do it again, Daddy, I wanna make sure I get knocked up," said Josh with a cheeky smile as he looked into the big man's deep brown eyes. Frank looked at his rolex watch. They still had a couple of hours. "Fuck, you little slut," Frank said, his lined face breaking into a dirty smile. "Let's make sure then," he said with a deep chuckle. His cock began to inflate as the boy leaned in for a kiss. "Fuck school," thought Josh.