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This story contains graphic descriptions of gay sex, male pregnancy and birth. It's unquestionably weird. If that offends you, please don't read it. Likewise, do not read or save it if you are under 18, or if by doing so you would be committing any sort of crime.
Written by Adam Cornwall
Time At Last
I had waited for this for a long time, but still it took me by surprise.
It was a bit like wanting to take a dump while constapated, I felt a twinge, a need to push, but nothing happened.
About 15 minutes later it happened again and I began to think about getting the room ready and everyone in place.
On the fourth twinge I knew it was time - my waters broke! A sudden warm gush of fluid down my legs - thankfully while I was in the bathroom - let me know the beginning of the end was here. I cleared up, and changed in to a loose t-shirt and shorts, I then waddled to the phone called Jess and then settled down in front of the TV.
Jess and the doctor soon turned up and started to fuss around me, getting everything ready as the contractions got closer together.
"How are you doing Adam?" The doctor asked.
"Fine I think, it doesn't hurt, it's just like taking a big shit!" As I said that, I was over taken by the biggest push yet, my whole body tensed up and tried to push the baby out. "Oh God" I exclaimed" This... is... a... big... one"
I must have gone red in the face as Jess came to my side: "Don't forget to breath babe, as we practised" He and I had a go at the He He He's. It helped and the contraction eventually subsided.
The Doctor took control: "Lets get you on to the bed and see how much progress you've made." He took one arm and Jess the other and they heaved me back on to my feet. Stearing my coniderable bulk into the specially modified birthing room. I had nothing to hide with Jess and the doctor, so they helped me out of my clothes and then up on to a special chair, and my legs lifted into the stirrups.
I was quite a sight, my muscular frame could still be seen under the several months of puppy fat that had built up, My pecs bulged and sagged a little under the pressure of my heavy breathing and also the big nipples ready for suckling. My huge pregnant belly then bowed out from under the pecs in a big arch around to my groin... there was no waist left due to the amount of space taken up by the twins.
It would all be over soon and until about ten minutes ago I wasn't sure I wanted it to end. Now labour was underway I had changed my mind, it was time to finish this unique situation.
"Your quite dilated now" The Doc reported from behind my massive bulge. "Its not going to be long" Jess sat beside me, rubbing my belly a little and keeping a conserned eye on proceedings.
Another contraction surged through me and I felt compelled to push.
It all happened at once, I was trying hard to remember to breath as I could feel my sphincter being slowly stretched wider and wider. It was strange, I expected to be in agony at this point, but the drugs and practise sessions had prepared and stretched my arse.
"Here we go" said the doctor" I can see the head - looks like a good head of hair"
It felt like I was pushing out a house. The head stretched out my hole more than ever before, and now it began to hurt. I found myself getting turned on by the whole palava. Me, this big fat beached whale of a man straining to push a baby into the world through equipment really not intended for it.
"It's crowning!" Exclaimed Jess who had moved to get a better view, though he still clung on to my hand. The rest of the head emerged from within me, I gave another push and the rest of the babies body slid out.
"A boy" said the doctor, he cleared its airway and the baby began to cry a little, he cut the umbilical cord and handed me the baby.
It was amazing. I had created and grown this life within me. I was exhausted from all the pushing, but it wasn't over yet. Another contraction surged through me.
"Here comes the placenta" The Doctor was ready, and Jess took the baby from me so that he could weigh it. The after birth was easier, emerging after only a few pushes.
I had a chance now to catch my breath. My belly was still looking massive, but now slightly deflated looking propped between my legs, the second child was waiting for it's moment within my bulge.
"Blimey" Jess exclaimed "No wonder you've been wadling around like a whale, this little baby is 12.5 pounds!" He had cleaned the small child wrapped him up and handed him back to me.
"I suppose we should see if he's hungry" I said and drew him close to one of my pecs and he clamped his little mouth down on to my nipple and began to drink. After a little while he became disinterested and nodded off. Jess, who had been doting over the both of us, took the baby and put him into a crib close by.
I continued to sit and began to slowly rub my big belly. "So number two, when are you going to make an appearance?" I said to it. As if on cue another contraction surged through me. It made me grunt.
"Right now it would seem" said the doctor, who once again busied himself behind my bulge. The next contraction came rapidly along. "Here it comes" The doctor said "Your five centimetre dialated"
The pushing sensations came closer and closer together. "six" he said a few moments later. "This ones looking quite big as well!" he commented.
I was loosing track of what was going on around me, concentrating on pushing, breathing and the feeling of my sphincter once again being stretched beyong its limits. I could feel the weight of the babies head pushing my arse wider. Of course, one of the problems with being a man giving birth is the location of the prostate gland and although this whole birth experience was uncomfortable, I was finding it deeply erotic!
I had one of the biggest erections of my life as the little baby pushed its way out in to the real world.
I pushed again, and the head crowned. It was a very tight fit and I was on the edge of pain.
"Christ, this ones big" I had turned bright red.
"Come on Adam, keep your breathing steady" Jess encouraged me. Gradually the rest of the head emerged and after more pushing the rest of the body followed. "That was hard work" I panted.
Jess and the Doctor fussed around the new child. "It's another boy and bigger than the other one, goodness 15 pounds!" Exclaimed the Doctor.
It wasn't long before the afterbirth followed. As it pushed passed my prostate it all became to much and I came in a massive burst all over my now deflated balloon gut.
To say my gut was back to normal would be wrong, it had become so stretched that it would take a while for it to return. I had put on a lot of puppy fat over my muscular frame, and I was guaranteed a belly for a few more months yet thanks to the mamory glands and storage grown in my lower abdomin.
Jess came over with number two who suckled up for his first meal. Jess snuggled on to the bed with me. "So what are we going to call them then?" he asked.
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