Date: Fri, 28 Jul 2023 23:58:44 +0000 From: Jay Satyr Subject: Green Lake - part 3 Thanks for all the encouragement, guys. Don't read unless it's legal to do so. Donate to nifty! 3. "Thanks for coming by so late, really appreciate it." I stepped into the hallway and took off my coat slowly. "Of course, happy to help. I know it can come on suddenly sometimes. Is he...?" "He's in the bedroom. He actually just fell back asleep. Do you want a whiskey or something?" "Maybe just a beer if you have any." The man welcoming me into his home was in his late 30s, wearing glasses and boxers and nothing else. Nikos. I hadn't met him before, but Seth had mentioned him a few times. He was handsome, with a Mediterranean complexion and dark fur covering his chest. His younger brother, Alex, was just two weeks shy of his due date for their firstborn, and had started experiencing the kind of late-term heat that Dr. Stevens had described. My son had enthusiastically agreed to let me join the Top Registry -- he wasn't jealous at all, and in face he seemed proud that his father's cock was one of the biggest in Green Lake. Nikos and Alex were my fourth assignment. It felt a little strange, making small talk over a beer with the man whose boyfriend and brother I was about to fuck. But we didn't want to interrupt Alex's sleep right away, and once I got over the unusual circumstances, it was nice to meet another family in the neighborhood -- compare notes, as it were. Nikos and Alex hadn't even been living together when they started mating. Once they realized Alex was pregnant, they'd come from Phoenix to Green Lake just a few months prior, several weeks before Adam and I had arrived. Nikos was an engineer, and he had an endearing nerdy brightness in our conversation. He congratulated me on Adam's pregnancy, now seven months along. "This phase will start with him pretty soon, then," he noted. There was a noise from upstairs, and Nikos stood to go check on Alex. Within 30 seconds Nikos was leaning out of the bedroom door on the upper landing, nervously looking down at me. "Okay, yeah -- he's ready." I made my way up. The bedroom lights were low and a candle was lit on the bedside table next to a bottle of lube -- a nice touch, though with Alex's natural lube there would be no need for it. Alex was lying on his right side, cradling his prominent baby bump with one hand. He looked to be in his late twenties, with a dark complexion and taut, hairy body like his older brother's. As I entered the room he whimpered a bit, shifted up onto one elbow, and turned to look at me with a kind of painful, needy expression I had come to recognize. "Nice to meet you, Alex," I said. My cock was already starting to swell and I began unbuttoning my shirt. "I'm gonna take care of you, alright?" I always started this way, trying to be polite, but I'd realized that by the time I was called in, the men were usually already past the point of conversation. They just needed dick. Sure enough, Alex just moaned deeply in reply and shifted his legs so that his hole was more exposed to me. It was furry and slightly puffy. I turned back to Nikos. "Do you want to watch, or...?" He responded gruffly from the back corner of the room: "Yeah, I'll stay." "Alright then." I lowered my jeans and boxers and my hairy cock flopped out, still swelling. Alex grunted eagerly when he saw it. "Why don't you kiss it a little first?" I walked around to the other side of the bed and presented my manhood to him. He started kissing and licking at it for a few seconds, but then he got whiny and his hips started moving in small circles. He needed it bad. This was the most desperate case I'd come across yet. In the back corner of the room, I could see why: Nikos was a handsome, masculine man, but the cock he had taken out to stroke was average-size or even a little smaller. The man in front of me needed something more. I returned to behind the bed and gently held the back of Alex's neck with one hand while I lined myself up to mount him. I admit, I took a few moments to tease him, just dipping the glans of my cock past his anal ring a few times. As much as I was performing a service for the community, I liked to take a little time to enjoy it myself too, and Alex's tight, wet manpussy certainly looked enjoyable. But soon enough I got to work. I began moving my hips forward firmly and Alex moaned as my penis entered him. At first, I moved in easily. I could feel Nikos's cum along Alex's asswalls, from his unsuccessful attempts to satiate Alex's needs -- at least two loads were in there already, lubricating my cock. But then, a little over five inches in, I encountered a slight resistance, where Nikos's semen hadn't been able to penetrate. I paused and then continued past where he had reached. As I moved deeper, I felt the telltale trembling and involuntary milking motions of Alex's manpussy along the length of my shaft as he started to orgasm. His moans got softer, as if he were finally satisfied, and when I bottomed out and my bush nestled into his crack, he was totally silent for a moment, then gave a deep purr as I felt the contractions that meant he was ejaculating. When he finally finished, he turned to look at me with a wide-eyed gratitude. Once that had settled him down a bit, I really started to fuck. Long strokes, never pulling all the way out but getting close to it. I took my time, wanting to really wear him out. Somewhere behind me, I heard Nikos cum from stroking himself. Alex continued to orgasm at regular intervals, dry cumming by the end. We didn't change positions -- I knew that this late in the pregnancy there were usually only a few comfortable ways to lie down, and what we were doing seemed to be working. After about a half hour, I was ready to get home to Adam, so I started picking up the pace a bit and grunting more loudly. "Oh! Oh! Oh!" he could tell I was close, and he wanted my sperm. I buried myself and clenched down, delivering nine pumps of semen as deep as I could into Alex's womb, and grunting as I unloaded, before finally unclenching my glutes and leaning down to kiss his neck. He was purring again, and I felt his lithe body gripping at my penis, pulling every last drop out. Very slowly, I withdrew, patting his back. He fell asleep almost instantly. I began pulling my pants back on and spoke softly with Nikos. "I'll let myself out. You should be with him now." "Thank you," said Nikos, still staring at his brother's prone figure on the bed. "I didn't realize... wow. He really needed that." "Of course. That should keep him happy for a day or so. You have my number if he needs more." I closed the bedroom door gently on the sight of Nikos humping at his sleeping brother's hole again before I drove home. * In fact, I ran into Nikos two days later at the supply store. He was holding a huge bag of diapers, and he let me know that Alex had unexpectedly given birth that morning -- a healthy baby boy. He was beaming, but exhausted, so I congratulated him briefly and didn't keep him long. Back home, as I was putting away the groceries, I heard a noise I had become more used to -- it was Adam's moans, coming from the small TV room on the basement level of our barracks. He had been hanging out more and more with Noah, Seth's oldest son, and a nice friendship had developed. Now that Adam was just past 7 months, he had been advised not to continue playing on the school's soccer team and to switch to lower-intensity exercise. So Noah had been coming over after practice to keep him company by playing video games and doing some stretches together. I had initially found Noah awkward, but basically good-hearted. As his shyness had given way, I had started to like having him around and getting to know him. He was clearly taking his role as father of Seth's son Harry very seriously and had matured into it, and he was willing to talk frankly about what the early days after the birth had been like. They were about the same age, but Noah had taken on the role of a mentor to Adam, which I appreciated. It was probably inevitable that they would start fucking around, of course. Couldn't blame two teenage boys for needing to get off, and they may as well do it together. And we had seen Noah's impressive cock when we first met him -- I didn't hold it against my son that he pined after it. Specifically, as Adam told me in bed one night, it had started off as a game: whoever lost a round in the video game they were playing had to service the other. If Adam lost, he let Noah fuck his ass for a few minutes; if Noah lost, he sucked Adam's cock instead. Over time, they had started sometimes just hooking up whenever they wanted a break from the video game or got horny. Today, it sounded like Adam was getting the attention -- I could just make out some soft slurping sounds under Adam's moans. For the past few weeks, I had tried my best to let them be, but curiosity got the better of me this time. I walked downstairs, not trying to be quiet, but not trying to make a sound either. They were too caught up to notice me standing in the doorway. It was a beautiful sight: my son, seven months pregnant, sitting back on the dark red couch with his legs spread wide and his head tilted back, eyes closed and mouth slightly open, gripping a cushion with his left hand and using the other to softly play with his right nipple. Underneath his tight, round belly, I could just see the close-cut dark brown hair on the back of Noah's head bobbing steadily up and down. Noah hadn't even taken off his t-shirt, but just had his pants bunched around his ankles and was kneeling on the floor. My cock responded immediately. It was like I could smell Adam's horniness from across the room. I could tell Noah was a gifted cocksucker. His technique was slow but steady, and he was clearly taking Adam balls deep with each stroke. Adam let out tortured moans, his longish blond hair falling over his forehead as he twisted his face left and right in pleasure. I gently fondled my own cock through my loose workout pants. A few minutes later, Noah almost imperceptibly started to speed up. Adam responded by bringing both hands to Noah's neck, gently holding him, and thrusting more actively into his throat. He was getting close. Then, it happened: Adam hunched into Noah's face, hard, tossing his head back and grunting as Noah made a satisfied muffled moaning sound, swallowing my son's cum. I loved watching my son's face as he came, almost pained at first, then blank, then with a slight smile as he shook his head and came out of it, breathing heavy. When he opened his eyes to look down lovingly at Noah, he saw me. "Dad!" Noah started and turned around, starting to get off the floor. "God, I didn't hear you come in -- I didn't mean --" But I lifted a hand: "Don't let me interrupt, boys. Enjoying the show here a bit." "Fuck, thanks Sir, cause I really need to get off," Noah said, relieved. "Go ahead, Noah." With that, Adam lifted his legs to expose his beautiful boypussy, and Noah gave his thick penis a few strokes to prepare it before taking his mounting position and sliding it in. Adam gave an immediate satisfied moan, while Noah grunted deeply as he bottomed out. I untied the knot holding up my sweatpants and allowed my own cock to swing out in front of me, gently stroking it while I watched the two boys couple together. Noah thrust into Adam eagerly. I could tell Adam was enjoying himself, but Noah was clearly somewhat inexperienced-- a little too fast and jerky, straight in and out, instead of scooping his hips under and driving with a steady rhythm through his glutes. His ass cheeks clenched and relaxed irregularly as he humped, and I could tell he was very close given all the foreplay. I walked up behind him and tapped him on the shoulder, and he turned his head, eye level with my erect cock. "Do you mind if I get in there for a bit, buddy?" He withdrew silently from Adam's hole and shifted to his right. Adam groaned and smiled up at me. I knelt and shuffled over a bit to line myself up, then slowly breached Adam's pussy with the tip of my cock, pushing in with determination. I felt his insides grip me as they shifted to accommodate my girth. Adam gave a soft, satisfied moan as I pushed deeper and deeper, stopping briefly at the point where Noah had reached before opening up my son even further to my member. Then he closed his eyes and tipped his head back, while I put one hand on his pregnant belly for leverage and began thrusting. His chest hair was coming in nicely, with a soft thin trail leading to a slightly thicker patch in between his pecs, which had started to swell in the last week or so with milk for our son. His penis was smaller than mine, but the same shape, with a full bush and heavy balls that were pulled tight to his crotch as he got closer to cumming. I settled into a gentle rhythm, occasionally leaning down to kiss Adam's neck or reach down to fondle his erection. I could hear Noah grunting and the soft noise of his stroking beside me. Then suddenly I felt it -- a few spurts of Noah's cum hitting the hair on my thighs, followed by a deep moan as his orgasm took over him. That sent me over the edge. I locked eyes with Adam, who nodded eagerly in encouragement as my balls drew up and my manhood got even thicker. As my cum started to erupt from my cock, I felt the nub of Adam's prostate pulsing. We both groaned, and just as I was starting to shudder with the last few blasts, Adam joined us, legs shaking and asswalls clenching as his cock jerked in my hand and started cumming for a second time. We all stayed slumped together for a moment before I withdrew my semi, glistening with Adam's natural lube. Noah reached over and slid a finger gently inside Adam, which caused Adam to croon with pleasure, as his spent cock gave a small twitch * "Excellent," said Dr. Stevens, watching the ultrasound screen. "He's coming right along." We were at the clinic the next day for our last appointment before Adam's due date. Adam was resting on an inclined, pale green examination table, with his shirt lifted, and I was standing in the corner observing. Dr. Stevens was slowly moving the ultrasound wand over Adam's prominent belly as the machine gave a soft hum, and studying the screen nearby. After another few moments he put the want back into its holder and looked up. "If you don't mind getting undressed the rest of the way, I'd just like to quickly check that the anus appears healthy and ready for delivery." "Of course," said Adam, giving me a quick look before standing up to take off his shorts. As he undressed, Dr. Stevens turned to me. "I know we're still at least a month or so out, but the fact is that labor could start unexpectedly at any time. I'd encourage you to go ahead and pack a small duffel bag that you can grab in a rush, with enough clothing from home to last a couple of days in the hospital, just in case." "Understood, thanks Doctor," I replied. "Can you tell us any more about how we'll know labor is setting on? People keep saying we'll just know..." Dr. Stevens chucked. "Yes, it's true, though I guess that's not very helpful. Everyone is a bit different of course, but in general..." He paused. "A few days before delivery, Adam, you may notice yourself becoming restless. Most guys tend to become aroused in a kind of continuous way. You'll have an erection, and men in your immediate surroundings will spontaneously become erect too. You'll lose your appetite and naturally stop eating as your digestive tract prepares to deliver the child, but you should make sure you get plenty of water." Adam was back on the table, with his slightly hairy soccer player legs spread and his pelvis tilted up to expose his hole. Dr Stevens leaned over to look more closely as he continued speaking. "When the contractions start, they'll be faint and you'll probably have one every hour or so. That phase can last up to a day or longer." As he spoke, the doctor reached to Adam's hole with an ungloved hand and began stroking the outside. "Then, you'll notice them coming closer together and becoming more powerful. My patients tell me they feel like a wave coming over the body -- not exactly a cramp, but something like that, except pleasurable. In fact, eventually, you'll probably start to ejaculate involuntarily with each contraction. That's around when you'll want to come into the clinic." By this time, Adam's legs were trembling slightly, his untouched cock was standing proudly erect, and his face showed a look of determination -- I knew he was trying not to moan. Dr. Stevens had inserted two fingers up to the second knuckle and was rotating them assertively around to feel the contours of Adam's boypussy. "Excellent muscle tone, Adam," he said softly. "Bear down for a second, please." With that, Adam couldn't help but emit a whiny groan, and I noticed the slick shine of his lubricant dripping down the doctor's fingers as his arousal made him produce even more. "That's right Adam, just let it out. Breathe normally. I'm going to check your prostate now." Dr. Stevens moved one hand to rest on Adam's belly. The other he held still, but I could tell his fingers were manipulating Adam's insides: Adam's erection jerked and throbbed, and he closed his eyes with a soft smile. "Good," said Dr. Stevens after a moment. "No inflammation or swelling at all. And I can tell you're engaging in regular intercourse, which is great -- as we've discussed, that's the best way to maintain the health and flexibility of the birth canal. You have a generous amount of lubrication and natural arousal response to manual stimulation." Adam wasn't really listening, with his head tilted back and his hips moving slightly up and down to work himself on the doctor's fingers. I jumped in "In fact, Doctor, we made love just before the appointment today -- clearly Adam's still a bit worked up." Dr. Stevens looked slightly concerned. "Of course. His horniness, for lack of a better word, will only get more pronounced from now until the birth. But I can tell you're distracted, Adam. Perhaps another orgasm would be best before we continue, so that you can pay attention." Adam nodded frantically. "Alright -- in that case, unless your father objects, this might be a good opportunity for me to conduct a more thorough examination myself. As you know, my penis is at least twice the length of my fingers, and thicker. I can get a deeper sense of the health of your birth canal through -- well, through fucking it. I find my patients experience relief that way as well." Adam turned to me with a pained need for relief in his eyes. "By all means, Doctor," I said, "go ahead." Dr. Stevens dropped the loose scrub pants and his boxer briefs to the ground, casually stepping out of them while leaving his shirt and stethoscope on. His cock, impressive as I remembered, was already half-hard, responding to Adam's pheromones. He slicked it up with a few strokes of Adam's natural lube still coating his fingers, and it was fully erect, huge, bushy, with a slight upward curve and pronounced glans, and egg-sized testicles hanging low underneath. His voice was calm as he lined it up with Adam's hole and said, "There will be a bit more sensation now, Adam." As he slid in, Adam's legs trembled and he moaned again. I thought I saw the doctor's face twitch a bit as he passed the halfway point of his member, but otherwise his expression was stoic and unchanging as he breached my son's boypussy. Eventually his ginger bush was nestled up against Adam's fuzzy, full asscheeks, as Adam's legs spread slightly wider to accommodate the doctor's girth. "Excellent," said Dr. Stevens, his breathing just slightly heavier. "Can you bear down for me again, Adam?" With that, they both gave a slight moan. "Perfect," Dr. Stevens continued. "The whole length of your rectum is toned and healthy. Strong, natural pulsing motions in reaction to penile stimulation, and plenty of lubrication. All this will make delivery considerably easier for you -- I might even say, enjoyable." Adam looked over to me, face flushed, and smiled with pride. But his attention refocused on the dick inside him as Dr. Stevens withdrew a few inches and looked up slightly. "Now," the doctor continued, "I think if I just..." With that, he gave four or five sharp, deep, assertive thrusts of his manhood into Adam. The boy shouted, wide-eyed, his torso undulated, and his cock jerked frantically, spurting five or six jets of semen onto his rounded belly. Dr. Stevens smiled knowingly. "Yes, that did the trick." As Adam's breathing slowed, he withdrew his cock completely, and tucked it back into his scrub pants. "Why don't you use some of the wipes on the counter to get cleaned up, and then come join me in my office. We should discuss Project Helix before you head out."