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The Locksmith Chronicles
🕑 Added 2024-01-09 00:29:37 +0000 UTCAndy and Jerry get hot and heavy and then..? If you're interested in the birth scene, let me know, otherwise this is it for this part of #tlc since no one comments on it.
The Locksmith Chronicles
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Brimmingbelly04
Finally, Some Fun - Part Three
A few minutes later, Andy was up on the bed on all fours, elbows and still dribbling tits resting on the two pillows he'd stacked. Before helping him get into position, Jerry had helped the surrogate shed his underwear, finally leaving them equally unclothed. After going to get the lube from his bag and the special condoms he required from Andy's, the Locksmith stopped and stood at the foot of the bed where he paused to admire the laboring quad-carrier's big, beautiful, now bare butt.
It was a thing of beauty. While it wasn't the biggest he'd ever seen or would go on to fuck/unlock, just like Andy's belly, it came very close to rivaling its “competition.” The surrogate's cheeks were very round, each nearly the size of a slightly deflated basketball, but not saggy whatsoever.
Just from looking at the hairless mounds, Jerry could tell there was muscle under the delicious looking layer of fat covering them. He couldn't wait to feel all of it surrounding his cock but first, he wanted to know what it felt like surrounding his face, so after setting his supplies down within easy reach, Jerry climbed on the bed and crawled forward.
Assuming the same position as his new friend, his cock pressing against the mattress rather than his belly, the Locksmith reached forward and spread Andy's cheeks, enjoying how big and heavy they felt in his hands. When the treasure between them was revealed, Jerry wasn't the least bit surprised by its state.
Having already had six babies pass through it, it went without saying that Andy's hole was “above average” in size. While it wasn't visibly dilated yet, it was quite puckered… A lot of guys, tops and bottoms, gripe and groan about what giving birth does to the bottom's bottom, but Jerry wasn't one of them. Holes as “well-used” as Andy's were the kind he actually preferred…
Yes, they were far looser than ones that hadn't had (many, many) babies pass through them, but that only made them more “accommodating” for the well-endowed Locksmith. Not only that, but holes like Andy's, a repeat surrogate, often possessed an incredible level of muscle control, which sometimes, if Jerry was really lucky, they knew how to use to their advantage.
Call it a hunch, but something told Jerry Andy was going to fall into that category. Before he put his hunch to the test though, he wanted to perform a taste test…
As his multiple, multiples’ pregnancy-fattened cheeks were spread, Andy couldn't help but moan loudly in anticipation. He hadn't been fucked in almost a year by then and the last thing he'd had in his hole were his OB-GYN's gloved and lubed fingers, so he was ready for something more fun that would be used in a more enjoyable manner. He was especially ready since the hung and hunky Locksmith was what was coming next!
But ready as he thought he was, it turned out he wasn't… Rather than a couple of lubed fingers or the bulbous pink head of Jerry's condom-sheathed cock Andy had been expecting to enter him, what he felt first at his backdoor was magnificently warm and wet.
“Oh, fuck yes!” He moaned again as he buried his face half in his cleavage, half in the pillows as Jerry simultaneously buried his between his cheeks and locked his already proven to be talented mouth around his prominent pucker.
There were very few things the surrogate enjoyed more than getting rimmed, being eaten out, having his salad tossed, whatever you want to call it. He loved it. On more than one occasion, when he was with the right/particularly talented guy, he'd blown a load without either of them having touched his dick as his baby chute was orally played with.
Unfortunately, given the condition of his hole, most guys didn't want to look at it, let alone stick their tongue in it. Andy's hole wasn't ugly by any means, it just looked (and felt) different than the ones most guys were familiar with given its repeated “use.”
So more often than not, when he hooked up with someone (a hookup typically being all he could find since no one seemed interested in being with someone who gave birth to other people's babies for a living long-term) all he got up his hole was cock and maybe a finger or two in needless preparation. But not this time… This time, Jerry planned on treating Andy's hole with all the respect and admiration it was due, and he planned on taking his time doing so.
After sucking on the protrusion (which filled his mouth more than the surrogate's nipples had) for a few seconds, Jerry stuck his tongue out and ran it all over and around it. From somewhere that sounded very far away due to all the body mass between them, Andy let out a deep, almost animalistic and guttural yet pleasured moan. After continuing to circle all over and around his hole a little longer, Jerry stiffened and straightened his tongue, then pushed it right against its center.
It entered Andy with ease, causing both of them to moan, their audible responses muffled, but for different reasons. Already, the surrogate was seeing stars and started to drool all over his chest as Jerry's drool started to run down between his ass cheeks.
His belly pressing deep into the mattress wasn't comfortable for Andy (though it did take some of the strain off his back,) but he wasn't about to complain. The pleasure he was experiencing far outweighed the pain, so he was going to let Jerry keep going as long as he wanted or as long as his own body could take it.
The good news was that as much as the surrogate enjoyed receiving rim jobs, the Locksmith enjoyed giving them. Jerry loved the taste of ass and hadn't gotten any since Reece, so he didn't plan on stopping any time soon. He did however plan on giving more than just Andy's loose, puckered and bloated backdoor attention though, so after a few more internal swipes with his tongue, he pulled back and took stock of his work thus far.
Andy's hole already looked different. It looked slightly looser and its pinkish hue slightly deeper. As Jerry stared at it, admiring his handiwork, the surrogate's baby chute winked at him, fully closing for a second before gradually opening back up. As it returned to its current natural state, another contraction hit, causing Andy to groan quietly and his hole to slowly, quietly and inadvertently release some of the air Jerry had forced into it.
“Ohmygod, I'm soooo sorry!” Andy quickly and profusely apologized as he let out a sharp, mortified giggle.
Had Jerry been able to see his face, he would've seen that it was now as bright red as it got while he was giving birth after having just farted right in his! Had Andy been capable of doing so, he would've jumped out of bed, run to the bathroom and locked himself in, but since none of that was possible, he remained in place and very anxiously awaited the Locksmith's response.
“Why are you apologizing?” Jerry asked, cool as a cucumber.
Andy let out another nervous laugh. He was still so embarrassed, the contraction he was still experiencing barely fazed him. “Um, because I farted in your face?!”
“That wasn't a fart, Andy…”
“Yes, it was!”
“No… That was your ass talking to me,” Jerry replied. “And I like it, no, love it when asses talk to me, so no need to apologize.”
“N-no?” Andy giggled again, still mortified despite the reassurance he'd just received. Note to self: mortification is a good distraction from contractions!
“No,” the Locksmith confirmed as he took his right hand from the cheek it had still been holding, pulled it back and then firmly replanted it in the form of a sharp slap.
“Oooh!” His quad-carrying friend moaned again as he relished in the feeling of his cheek recoiling against the smack.
“Oh, you liked that, huh?” Jerry asked with a chuckle.
“Yeah…” Andy moaned again as he nodded. Jerry didn't see his head move but he didn't need to since his tone said it all.
“Good,” he smirked as he pulled his left hand back and slapped that cheek.
For the next several seconds, the suite echoed with the sound of his palms roughly and repeatedly contacting warm, soft and supple yet undeniably powerful, pregnancy-enhanced flesh. Every now and then, Jerry liked to get a little rough, so he always took advantage when the guy he was with liked it too.As it turned out, sharp slaps/smacks were also good distractions from contractions!
“Your ass is really amazing, Andy,” he complimented as he stopped slapping and took the globes back in his hands, giving them a gentle jiggle. “So fuckin’ big and fat… Mmm!”
“And loose…” Andy groaned as his belly stopped clenching. “Don't forget about that!”
“How could I?” The Locksmith chuckled.
“I'm sorry…” the surrogate sighed.
“Still no need to apologize,” Jerry said as he began to massage the mounds.
“Mmm…” Andy moaned as he closed his eyes. “Guess not. Guess you're used to it, huh?”
“I am,” the Locksmith confirmed. “But loose holes are the kind I prefer.”
“Said no one ever!” Andy laughed.
“Hey, now… Don't knock it till you've tried it!”
“I never have and I doubt I ever will!” He laughed some more.
“You're strictly a bottom?” Jerry asked.
“Strictly!” Andy proudly confirmed before asking, “What about you?”
“Strictly a top.”
“Makes sense…”
“Makes work a lot easier, that's for sure!” Jerry chuckled as he continued his massage.
“Not harder?”
“Ha ha…”
Ready and eager as he was to have more fun, again, he didn't want to rush things… While both of them were in bed, naked, and almost painfully erect, Jerry was happy to spend time talking to Andy. Not only was the surrogate incredibly sexy, one of the sexiest men he'd ever seen (though to be fair, the Locksmith's tastes did tend to differ from most) he was nice.
Considering he hadn't known the other man all that long, Jerry was more than a little surprised when he found himself thinking about a future with Andy… He had given the thought of getting with a surrogate some thought, but not much. In many ways, such an arrangement/relationship made sense…
He and Andy had already discussed the fact they'd both be cool with the other doing what they did for a living, so that wouldn't be an issue, but to say you're OK with something versus actually doing it, could be… Jerry felt conflicted. Surprisingly so…
Again, they'd just met hours ago, but in the talking they'd done so far, they'd covered some of the big, important bases, but not all… Jerry didn't know if Andy actually even wanted to be in a relationship? Part of him didn't know if he wanted to be in one right now either, but if he didn't, why was he thinking about that with Andy, right now?
“Someone got quiet…” Andy said, breaking his train of thought,
“Sorry…”
“Everything OK..?”
“Better than OK.”
“You sure..?”
“I'm sure,” Jerry confirmed before apologizing again. “Sorry… Just got lost in thought.”
“About..?”
“I don't think you wanna know…” he replied with his own anxious chuckle.
“Try me.”
The Locksmith sighed before asking the surrogate the same question he'd recently asked him. “You sure..?”
“I'm sure.”
He sighed again. “I was thinking about a relationship.”
“In what way?”
“In the way that I think I'd like to be in one.”
“Oh…”
“With you,” Jerry quickly continued while he still had the nerve. “I mean IF you wanted to be in one with me, or even just one at all?! I dunno what I'm saying?! Don't mind me!” He laughed again. “I'm just having an existential crisis back here! Just gimme a sec and I'll get my shit together again, I swear!” He promised before groaning and shaking his head. “Ohmygod, listen to me?! Ugh…” he groaned again. “I REALLY need to shut up! I…”
“No,” Andy cut him off.
“No, what?”
“No, I don't think you do.”
“Do what?”
“Need to shut up…”
“No..?”
“No!” Andy chuckled as he pushed up some and with a grunt, turned to look back over his left shoulder. “I wanna hear more about this relationship you wanna have with me…”
“Right now?” Jerry smirked at him.
He nodded. “And then, I want you to fuck me.”
“Oh, of course!” The Locksmith grinned and nodded. “That was never off the table!”
“We're on the bed…”
“Bed, then,” he winked as he stopped massaging, climbed off said piece of furniture for a second, walked around to its left side and held out his hands. “Wanna…” he paused. “Cuddle and talk a little?” He shrugged, causing his pecs to bounce. “I promise I won't keep rambling, I just want to…”
“Jerry..?”
“Yes, Andy?” The Locksmith asked, raising his brows.
“Ramble if you need to,” the surrogate smirked up at him as he offered out his left hand. “I wanna hear everything you have to say.”
*****
The surrogate and Locksmith talked and cuddled for about an hour, during which Andy's contractions got closer together. Now, they were coming every nine and a half minutes so they still had time but how much remained to be determined.
Not only were the contractions coming quicker, they were getting more intense. Still, Andy was able to handle them like the professional he was. Speaking of professionalism, since part of his Locksmith training was to constantly assess the guy he was unlocking, Jerry noticed the change. He didn't want to say anything, knowing it meant their time together was going to have to end sooner rather than later, but he did so anyway.
“Guess we've done enough talking, huh?” He said from behind the surrogate, who he was spooning, his right arm and hand draped over his lightly heaving belly as his most recent contraction began to fade away.
Andy sighed. “It was a good conversation though… One I'd like to continue later when things aren't so… pressing,” he finished in a grunt.
“Everything OK?” The burly ginger asked as he kissed the side of his neck.
“Fine,” the surrogate nodded gently against him. “Just a lot of pressure. The babies are getting lower.”
“Where's the pressure?”
“Everywhere!” He chuckled. “But at the moment, most especially between my legs.”
“If you're a little more specific, maybe I'll be able to help?” Jerry suggested.
“Oh, I think you will be!” Andy chuckled again. “The lowest baby is putting a ton of pressure on my prostate right now, so my dick is achingly hard…” he moaned. “So…”
“Say no more!” Jerry smirked before planting a final kiss on his neck before pulling back. “How do you wanna do this? What do you think would be most comfortable for you?”
“Comfortable?” Andy grunted. “Remind me what that is again!” He chuckled. “But seriously, don't worry about that, worry about how you plan on getting to my dick with this thing in the way!” He sighed as he palmed the side of his quad-filled belly.
With a belly that big, there weren't many options, so it didn't take Jerry long to come up with a response. “I know it won't be comfortable, but in order for me to be able to get to as much of your dick as possible, we need to get you on your back. But, if you're willing for a less than…”
“Again…” the surrogate grunted as he started rolling back into the space Jerry had vacated behind him. “Don't worry about my nonexistent comfort. I'm sure between your already proven to be very talented mouth and all the pressure on my prostate, that I won't have to be on my back for too long before we move on to something a little more fun…”
“Hey, I love giving head,” Jerry shared.
“Yeah?”
“Yeah,” he confirmed. “I also love bringing pleasure and relief to my partners if and when I can, so I'll probably genuinely enjoy the experience as much as you.”
“You don't happen to also love swallowing, do you?” Andy asked with a hopeful, only slightly embarrassed giggle. “If not, no big deal, but…”
“I wouldn't go so far as to say I love it,” Jerry admitted with a chuckle of his own. “As such, I don't do it for everyone, but for you, Andy..?”
“For me..?”
“I'm gonna give you the FULL experience!”
Andy moaned in appreciation and anticipation before he started slowly shaking his head and chuckling again. “Remember you said that…”
“What does that mean?” Jerry asked with a laugh of his own, his sounding slightly unsure.
“Fair warning: I haven't jerked off in almost two weeks!”
“Is that all?”
“Is that all?!” The surrogate scoffed. “That's a long time, Jerry!”
“I know it is,” Jerry grunted in agreement. “For most people, anyway, not me… Given my profession, I rarely jerk off, but that's not why I doubted you,” he shook his head. “I doubted you ‘cause I saw your balls and given their size, I would've guessed it'd been closer to a month since you last released!”
“They're really big right now, but they're not totally full of cum,” Andy shook his head. “They're also full of all the hormones my body's producing. Over-producing!” He stressed.
“Well that's too bad.”
“What, that they're not FULL of cum?!” Andy laughed. “Forget about LOVE, you probably don't even LIKE to swallow!”
“True, but that doesn't mean I don't like or love to see a good show!” Jerry chuckled as he reached out and helped the surrogate transition the rest of the way onto his back, his left hand going to his right shoulder, his right to Andy's belly to keep it from rocking too much as it settled into place, bulging out and towering over him in pretty much every direction.
“Ooof!” Andy grunted as all that weight settled on top of him.
His breasts were still wobbling as they settled off to either side of the apex of his pregnancy, which he too reached out and tried to steady as he already struggled for breath. Being on his back for an extended amount of time with any degree of comfort, had ceased being an option sometime back around month five of this, his biggest pregnancy. That being said, Andy's dick remained hard as a rock but more importantly: was now much more accessible to the sexy Locksmith.
Flat on his back except for his shoulders, which now rested on the pillows he'd leaked on, the surrogate looked bigger than ever. Jerry could've spent another hour just standing there staring and taking him in, but since time was getting to be of the essence, and he knew Andy couldn't be comfortable (even though he'd been told repeatedly not to worry about that,) he got to work, moving down between his sexy friend's tick legs, which he'd already naturally spread.
Jerry got back onto the bed on his stomach and propped himself up on his elbows. As he did, Andy's hands slowly made their way down and around his huge belly till they were holding what they could of its bulging underside, then, with a grunt, he pulled it back/up towards his chest. It didn't make too much difference but enough to make his dick fully accessible.
Fully accessible with some slight accommodation on the Locksmith's part… As he leaned in and reached his left hand out to take the surrogate's impressive erection by its base, Jerry had to turn his head so its crown wouldn't prematurely collide with the pregnancy. Andy moaned as his warm, full lips wrapped around his already leaking crown, and applied just the right amount of pressure. While still sucking on just the tip, Jerry circled his tongue all around it, paying particular attention to its slit, which he temporarily cleared of its clear, salty offering.
“Oooooh, God yesss!!!” Andy moaned as he ground his widened hips down against the mattress.
Due to how heavy his pregnancy was, not to mention all the other pressure he was under, he wasn't able to move them much, but enough to push another inch of himself into Jerry's receptive mouth. The ginger Locksmith got in on the moaning too as his mouth was filled more… Admittedly, he was a much bigger fan of rimming a supposedly “pregnancy ruined” hole, but he did enjoy giving head.
Again, he would've been happy to take his time in order to provide Andy all the pleasure and relief he deserved, but since they were working on time borrowed from the quadruplets, he leaned in further till his lips pressed against the slight mound of fat covering Andy's pubic bone, and the tip of his dick was tickling the back of his throat. As the laboring surrogate moaned yet again, Jerry moved his free hand so he could cup and fondle his hefty balls.
Loaded with cum and an excessive amount of hormones, the warm orbs filled the Locksmith's palm slightly beyond capacity. Jerry gently rubbed and kneaded them, applying gentle pressure he knew would be enjoyable to their owner.
He was right. Andy closed his eyes as he let out a pleasured sigh. Had he been able to see Jerry, he would've kept them open, but since his belly and breasts currently dominated his view and he'd seen plenty of them, he closed his eyes and imagined what the sexy ginger looked like down at the southern pole of his massive globe, down between his legs.
Jerry set the pace of his blowjob to about midtempo. He moved his neck forward and back not too fast, not too slow. Andy tried to join in on the efforts but found himself barely able to thrust his hips when he attempted to. Had he been able to brace his hands on the bed, he would've had more success, but they were busy holding his belly up out of the way, so he eased back against the mattress and let Jerry do all the work.
The surrogate had also been right: just a couple minutes after it had started, Jerry's blowjob was rapidly approaching its end. Andy moaned and huffed as he felt his bloated balls start to churn and rise in his strained sack. He opened his mouth to warn the Locksmith he was about to blow, but instead of words, only another long, low and pleasured moan came from between his lips as his dick gave its first of what would go on to be many powerful spurts.
Jerry had been expecting this. He could tell the sexy surrogate was rapidly approaching his well-deserved climax, but the sheer volume of hot cum and the force at which it flooded his mouth, still caught him off guard. The first volley caused his cheeks to bulge and his eyes to widen, but Jerry somehow managed to keep pace as more and more cum filled his mouth, in which he kept it.
Even though he wasn't looking forward to it, the Locksmith had intended to keep his promise of swallowing, but then he had another idea… One that he and Andy might both enjoy a little more than if he'd let the surrogate's giant load slide down his throat, but when the time came, Jerry would leave the decision up to him.
By the time Andy finished shooting, his already bulging cheeks were packed full of cum. With his mouth so full, Jerry wasn't able to finish his most recent blowjob the way he usually did, with a final lick and kiss to the sensitive head of its recipient. Instead, applying a great deal of suction, he slowly pulled back till Andy's spent, still twitching and dripping dick popped from his mouth. As soon as it had, he quickly and tightly sealed his lips.
Jerry got off the bed and hurried over to the coffee bar. He wasn't a fan of swallowing because he wasn't a fan of the taste of cum, so having so much in his mouth really wasn't enjoyable but hopefully, Andy would be game and his change of plans would make the current unpleasantness he was experiencing, worth it. Once at the bar, Jerry grabbed one of the paper cups, hastily unwrapped it, and then carefully started to release the plentiful contents of his mouth into it.
Heart racing and breaths coming in short gasps, Andy watched curiously from the bed as he finally released his hold on his lightly heaving belly. As soon as it'd dropped back into place, he started rubbing it.
“W-what are you… doing?” He asked.
It took a few more seconds for the Locksmith to finish clearing his mouth. Once he had, he wiped his lips with the back of his free hand and smirked as he reapproached the bed with the cup he'd almost halfway filled with the surrogate's seed and some of his own saliva.
“Did you like that?” He asked.
“I loved it,” Andy nodded. “But you didn't swallow. You… spit. Into that cup?”
“But it felt the same, didn't it?”
He nodded again. “It felt just as good, but it would've been really hot had you swallowed. It's OK, you didn't though,” he quickly assured. “Beggars can't be choosers, so…”
“It would've been hot,” Jerry nodded in agreement. “That load was massive!”
“Well then why didn't you?” Andy frowned as he continued to rub, his belly still heaving from the exertion of his release. “And why did you… spit in a cup, and why are you…”
“So many questions!” Jerry chuckled.
“Well, yeah!”
“I had an idea…”
“OK…” the surrogate nodded.
“It's a little… kinky,” Jerry continued. “So if it's not your thing, we can just forget about it, but personally, I like to be kinky when I can, so…”
“Just spit it out, Jerry!” Andy said, ‘cause he had to. It was just too easy.
“Funny…” the burly ginger winked. “Anyway, my kinky idea was that we could use your lube as lube. It won't be as… slick as regular lube would be, but…”
Andy moaned and rolled his eyes. “Ohmygod…”
“What?” Jerry frowned. “Too much? Did I weird you out?”
“No! That's so fucking hot!” The surrogate nodded and grinned as his belly rubbing started to become more excited. “I've never done that before.”
“Me either.”
“You're probably right about it not being as slick,” he agreed. “It would probably get all creamy!”
“My thoughts exactly!” Jerry winked again. “So you're down?” He asked, raising his brows.
“Totally!” Andy nodded again. “But, speaking of down…” he trailed off as he raised his own brows.
“Yeah?”
“You're down,” he tipped his chin towards the Locksmith's flaccid member. “That, and I need to get this giant belly down off of me!” He groaned as he stopped rubbing the mentioned orb and palmed its sides.
“Don't you worry ‘bout me!” Jerry assured with a shake of his head as he walked over and set the paper coffee cup full of “lube” down on his nightstand. “I'll be back up and ready to go when I need to, I promise. Now let's worry ‘bout getting that giant belly down and off of you first, so you can try and catch your breath!”
“Ohmygod, please!” Andy moaned.
It took their combined efforts to get him over onto his left side. Once Andy was settled into place, the Locksmith helped him hike his right leg up so his knee was pressed against the lower side of his pregnancy. Doing so wasn't exactly easy or comfortable, but with a grunt and more of Jerry's help, Andy worked his right hand behind his knee and held it in place on his own as Jerry climbed back onto the bed behind him. Before the ginger settled into position behind him, he grabbed a condom and the bottle of actual lube.
He squirted just enough of the “real” stuff into his right palm to work himself back to full potential. Once he had, Jerry used his left hand and teeth to open the condom and then slide it on. As he reached behind himself for the “lube” he and Andy would be using, he belatedly realized he not only should've grabbed some towels from the bathroom to lay out on the bed, but requested extras from the front desk… Jerry still could've done both or either, but that would've taken time he wasn't willing to waste at the moment but might be before he and the most sexy surrogate he'd ever laid eyes, hands or mouth on, started round two.
Lubing up a bottom in the heat of the moment is rarely a “clean” affair, and it especially wasn't this time. It was therefore a very good thing that Andy had supplied such a copious load… Much of what Jerry intended to get into his loosened hole ended up on them and the bed, but with more than enough to work with, eventually, his fingers succeeded at the task at hand.
As he was “getting greased,” Andy moaned and gently rocked his hips as much as could, all while coaxing his hole, which he did in fact have great control over, even now, to “suck in” as much of his load as it could so it would be ready to take the first truly big cock he'd taken in a long time. Too long…
“Ahhh…” he and Jerry simultaneously sighed as the Locksmith slowly pushed his massive mushroom first against and then into him.
They both continued to sigh, grunt, moan and groan as slowly, inch after wonderfully thick inch was inserted into his loosened, but suddenly seemingly very tight (in a good way) hole, till Jerry's crotch was pressed solidly against Andy's fattened cheeks. Once he'd bottomed out, the Locksmith held his position, letting his engorged cock twitch and throb inside the surrogate as he took his hand from his hip and placed it on the side of his tightly packed pregnancy.
“Oooh…” Andy cooed. “You feel even… bigger than you… look! And that's… saying something!” He chuckled as he leaned back, offering Jerry the side of his neck, which he promptly peppered with kisses.
“You OK? Does it feel good?” The Locksmith asked between pecks.
Andy nodded. “It feels great.”
“You feel great,” Jerry amended as he gently pushed forward a little more, forcing a surprised grunt and giggle from the laboring surrogate.
“Careful… That thing's long enough to manually pop my water!” He teased.
“No, it's not,” Jerry chuckled. “Sometimes I wish it was, but I prefer to pop water bags the old fashioned way, but not yet,” he said as he slowly pulled back almost all the way till just the tip of his indeed long cock was the only thing still inside Andy.
Once he reached his desired position, he held himself there for several seconds, during which the surrogate moaned in anticipation and wiggled his butt from side to side and back some, coaxing him to continue. After a few more seconds of staying put, Jerry gently but firmly shoved himself all the way back in, the two of them moaning again as he repeated the motion and began to develop a rhythm.
“Ohmygod, yes!” Andy moaned. “You feel so good! I've been waiting for this!”
“You feel amazing!” Jerry replied.
“Fuuuuck me, Jerry!” The surrogate practically begged.
“I am!” The Locksmith laughed as he picked up his pace a little more.
“Harder!”
“Don't worry… We're just gettin’ started!” He assured as he did as requested.
The guys thought they were just getting started… They thought their first round was just getting underway but as it would turn out, they were wrong. They were about to discover that in his haste to sheath himself, one of Jerry's teeth had snagged the condom, creating a miniscule tear that was about to wreak havoc on their plans…
A few minutes after he and Jerry really found their rhythm, Andy felt his belly clench. This wasn't surprising seeing as he was in labor and due for another contraction. As soon as the orb he was rubbing started to heave, Jerry soothingly murmured into the surrogate's ear. He stopped thrusting but kept rubbing and kept himself fully inside.
“You got this…” he encouraged Andy as he groaned. “Focus on me. Focus on how good I feel all the way inside you, ‘cause I really do, if I do say so myself!” He chuckled as he rubbed and let his cock twitch.
“Mmm… Yeah, you, ooof! Do!” Andy panted in agreement as he tried to do as the Locksmith suggested, which shouldn't have been hard because he was right, but he suddenly found doing so difficult.
Quite difficult, in fact.
Andy had experienced all the various stages of labor enough times by then to have a fairly good idea of where he was in the process, so he found himself confused..? He didn't understand why he was already feeling that tell-tale building of pressure within his bowels that had always come right before his water broke, after he'd been unlocked, which hadn't happened yet…
“J-Jerry?” He faltered a bit.
“Yeah, babe?” The Locksmith replied, lost in the moment and therefore unaware he'd just called the surrogate a pet name.
If Andy noticed, he didn't say. He had something more pressing to worry about… “S-something's not… right,” he shook his head.
“Huh?”
“Something's not right!” He repeated a little louder and quicker.
“Whaddaya mean?” Jerry asked as he moved his hand from Andy's belly to his hip. “Am I hurting you?”
The surrogate shook his head. “No, it's not you… It feels like, oooh!” He paused to moan again, this time louder.
Louder than he had so far that evening. Louder than he had since the last time he'd been in labor…
“Feels like..?” Jerry encouragingly echoed.
“Like my… nnngggh! Oooh, fuuuuuck!” Andy moaned again. “Like my water's about to… break!”
“What?! But…”
“Pull out!”
“But…”
“Pull… nnngggh! Out, NOW, Jerry!” Andy yelled. “Hurry!”
The Locksmith hastily did as instructed, disengaging from the surrogate's now tightly clenched hole with an audible pop. “What do you…”
“Help me up! Quick! Gotta… get to the… bathroom!” Andy haltingly yelled again as he frantically waved his arms in front of him as he started rocking himself as much as he could, trying to build momentum to aid in the process, all while trying to keep his now throbbing hole as tightly clenched as possible.
Working together with expected coordination, the Locksmith and surrogate just managed to get the latter back onto his feet on their first attempt. Andy didn't wait to make sure he was steady on them before batting Jerry's hands away and tottering off, belly and breasts all wobbling ponderously as he “rushed” to the bathroom, very worried he wasn't going to make it. The last thing he wanted was for him and Jerry to be stuck with a hefty clean up Bill, which they surely would be if his water broke on a porous surface…
How could this be happening?! This couldn't be right?! Andy's body HAD to be wrong ‘cause Jerry hadn't cum yet! Not only that, they were using the right condom?! Oh, shit… The condom!
“Check it!” Andy shouted over his shoulder as he waddled into the bathroom and headed not for the toilet, but directly for the shower.
“Check what?!” Jerry shouted after him, still standing at the side of the bed.
“The condom!” Andy yelled as he raised both hands and held them out as far in front of him as they would go so he could brace himself on the tiled wall and glass door as he tottered into the shower.
“The condom..?” The Locksmith muttered to himself as he looked down at Little Jerry, who was just as confused as he was as to why he'd had to make a sudden exit from the most delectable hole he'd ever been in. “Oh, shit…” he groaned as his confused as it was worried gaze landed on the tip of the latex and noticed something it shouldn't have…
Jerry couldn't say exactly how he knew, he just instinctively did… At the tip of the condom, mixed in with Andy's churned up cum, was an undeniable bead of his own pre… Pre cum was to be expected since he'd been leaking like a faucet, but what wasn't expected was the sight of the tip of the condom, which should've been BULGING with said pre, stuck SKIN TIGHT to his tip.
“It leaked!” He shouted. “There must've been a hole!”
“Fuuuuuuuck….” Andy groaned, both in annoyance and in pain as he turned as fast as he could so his ass was positioned as best as he could get it over the shower's drain. “What about the… spermicide?!”
“I dunno?!”
“Fuuuuuuuuuuuuck!” He groaned again as he all but slammed the glass door shut, closing himself into the shower stall, which he nearly filled, large and luxurious as it was.
“This…” Jerry started, shaking his head as he locked from his cock to the bathroom door and started heading that way. “This isn't happening?!” He groaned as he covered the ground Andy just had at a much more rapid pace. “There's no way?! It…”
As he entered the bathroom, the rest of his sentence was cut off, first by the super loud and echoing groan Andy released, then by the torrent of amniotic fluid that started shooting out of his asshole at a rate that could be described as nothing less than astounding.
Carrying quads meant that the surrogate was also carrying a lot of amniotic fluid, so he'd been wise in shutting the shower door he was now pressing heavily against, behind him. The absolute torrent of liquid gushing from his hole, sprayed with such force off the floor of the shower, it ricocheted off it, the walls, and the door, soaking everything, including himself, to the point it looked like the shower was running, which it wasn't.
“Oh, noooooo…” Jerry groaned as he slowly shook his head.
Finding himself once again mortified by the actions of his body he simply wasn't able to control, Andy raised his gaze from his now slightly smaller belly and turned and met the Locksmith's. As more “water” continued to pour from his ass, he frowned and nodded, “Oh, yes…”
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Preggster
Would love a birth scene
