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The Locksmith Chronicles
🕑 Added 2023-07-06 21:29:27 +0000 UTCIt's been a minute, but I didn't forget about Jerry or Paul... I've broken up this next Chronicle into two parts, the second will be posted later this month. Hope you enjoy!
The Locksmith Chronicles
By
Brimmingbelly04
Finally, Some Fun - Part One
It'd been two days since Tyler, one of Andy's surrogate friends, had given birth. While he really did want to know how Tyler's eighth labor and delivery had gone, what Andy really wanted to know was what the process was like now due to Covid.
Andy had moved to town during the height of the pandemic. As soon as he got settled in, he signed with a new surrogacy agency, who put him in touch with some of the "locals," Tyler included. His new friend had given birth when the pandemic was in full swing, back when everything had been a lot stricter and scarier. Thankfully, life seemed to be returning to something closer to everyone's previous "normal," but Andy wanted to know what to expect when he went to the hospital, because he'd be going soon…
He'd been having light contractions for the past few days but as of that morning, they'd gotten more regular. Since this was his fifth pregnancy, Andy was handling them well. He wasn't worried about giving birth again (and again, and again and again,) just curious what it would be like with some Covid protocols still in place, so he asked Tyler.
Being such a prolific surrogate, everything had gone fine. Tyler gave birth to identical twin girls, who each weighed in at an impressive eight pounds and some ounces. Both he and Andy had carried bigger babies, but two eight pounders was still impressive. It took Tyler just over an hour from the time he started pushing till he was "client free."
The recently vacated surrogate either missed Andy's query about getting unlocked, or chose to ignore it. Andy hoped it wasn't the latter and was now really curious, so he asked again. Following his repeated question, Tyler called him.
"You can't tell anyone what I'm about to tell you," he said as soon as Andy answered, not bothering to return his greeting.
"OK…"
"He could get in trouble if anyone found out…" Tyler continued. "I could too, but ohmygod, was it worth it!"
"You and who? What was worth it?" Andy asked, more than a little confused.
"The experience!" Tyler practically moaned.
"What experience?" The still pregnant surrogate frowned against the phone cradled to his right shoulder as he rubbed big, slow circles into the bulging sides of his belly as he waddled around the living room. "Hold on… Are you one of those guys who gets off on the pain and strain of delivery?! You never told me that!"
"What?! No!" Tyler scoffed. "I'm not one of those freaks! The twins pretty much shot right outta me, but it still hurt and no, I didn't get off on it!"
"So then what are you talking about?" Andy asked, still confused.
"I'm talking about getting unlocked!"
"Oh!" He sighed in relief. "Good! I've been worried it was gonna be all weird now, but…"
Tyler cut him off with a laugh. "I'm sure it still is, if you get unlocked at the hospital!"
"Isn't that where you…"
"No, I did not. We did it at my place."
"Who is we?" Andy questioned, tugging at his ill-fitting t-shirt as one of his roommates walked by, giving him another odd look.
"Me and one of the Locksmiths from the hospital," Tyler replied, all nonchalant. "His name's Paul. He's a little too young to be one, but he gives off total daddy vibes, so freakin' sexy!" He moaned. "Anyway, he unlocked me twice before and I rather enjoyed it, so I thought of him again this time."
"Locksmiths are making house calls now? I knew things were gonna be different, but I wasn't expecting that!"
Tyler chuckled. "They're not making house calls, unless you do some digging and make yourself some…" he paused. "Off the book arrangements."
"You didn't!"
"I did. I didn't want it to be like last time…" he continued. "The hazmat suit, the stupid shield, the quickness!" Tyler groaned. "So I looked Paul up on FaceBook Messenger and sent him a message asking what things are like now? They don't have to wear the suit anymore, but they still have to use the shield and aren't allowed to get intimate. And get this… The Locksmiths still have to be in and out of us and the room, in less than three minutes!"
"Seriously?" Andy groaned as he continued to rub.
"Yeah! As soon as Paul told me that, I knew I couldn't do it again," Tyler replied. "Getting unlocked is one of the best parts of carrying, and after a super quick and shitty experience last time, I just… no! So I asked Paul if he'd be interested in getting together outside the hospital so we could have a little more fun."
"And he agreed?"
"Readily!" Tyler giggled like a schoolgirl. "So we exchanged numbers, I gave him my address and told him I'd text when the contractions were closer."
"Wow…" Andy replied. "I can't believe he was willing to break the oath!"
"He didn't. He just…" Tyler paused. "Worked off the clock!"
"OK, but…"
"Ohmygod, Andy, it was great!" He gushed, just like amniotic fluid and babies had from his hole a couple days ago.
"That's great, but didn't someone ask how and why you were already unlocked when you got to the hospital?"
"You'd think so, but no. I did make it a point to not mention I was a surrogate when I checked in," Tyler admitted. "It's in my file, but since things were moving so quickly and the bio parents weren't there, it never came up! So..?"
"So what?"
"You interested?"
"In theory, yeah!" Andy replied. "But…"
"You wouldn't be doing anything wrong. You'd still be having sex with a certified Locksmith, and you're fully vaxxed now, so…"
"But what if I get asked how and why I'm already unlocked when I show up?"
"Maybe there'd be an issue," Tyler conceded. "But more so for Paul if anyone, and nothing happened when we did it!"
"That's another thing…"
"When was the last time you got some?"
"Sex? Between carryings."
"So it's been a minute."
"It's been a lot more than that!" Andy huffed as he tugged at his shirt again.
"I so then why not get some now? It'd be good, safe, and last more than three minutes!"
"Did you pay him?"
"No, but I would've if he asked!"
"So you guys just made this… arrangement, then you texted him once it was time, he came over, you guys had some fun, and…"
"Oh, we had more than some!" Tyler interrupted with a laugh. "We played around for like three hours! Hours, Andy! Not minutes! I wanted to go longer, but the contractions got to be too much so we moved things to the bathroom, where Paul unlocked me in the shower for easy cleanup. Then he took me to the hospital. Dropped me off right at the door!"
"Well shit…" Andy grunted. "Talk about full service!"
"Right?! So..?"
"It's tempting," he had to admit. "Especially since the last time I got unlocked, yeah, it lasted more than three minutes, but only 'cause the Locksmith was straight and couldn't keep it up!" He groaned.
"Straight Locksmiths are the worst!" Tyler groaned back. "I dunno why they even let them have the job!"
"'Cause we need their seed… Forget about our wants or needs, but I guess they're a thing of the past for now anyway…" Andy finished with a sigh.
"They don't have to be!" Tyler egged him on.
"Well, no, I guess not," Andy had to agree. "But I can't host. My roommates both work from home now so they're always around," he groused as right on cue, his other roommate walked by, eyeing him like the hugely pregnant, ticking time bomb he was as he made his way to the kitchen.
"So then ask Paul to get a hotel room!"
"I'm not asking the guy I'm asking for sex to pay for a room! That's so sleazy!"
"Then you pay for it, or split it?" Tyler suggested. "So you want his number?"
"Thanks, but no thanks. I know it would literally be safe, but it's still too risky for me. That and it'd be weird to have sex with someone you had it with!"
"Maybe you already have? There are only so many Locksmiths…"
"I know, but we haven't shared yet and I'd like to keep it that way if possible. Remember, I only moved here a year and a half ago and haven't…"
"Wow, is that all its been? I feel like we're known each other forever!"
"And I feel like I've been pregnant forever!" Andy groaned as he looked down at himself, still somehow unable to believe how big he'd gotten this time around.
Tyler laughed. "You should be used to that by now! You've only been pregnant for what, some four years?!"
"Something like that…"
"I've got two and a half on you, so no complaints!"
"Well I've got four in me right now, which made this carrying seem especially long!"
"Quads… Jesus!" Tyler grunted. "Even me, the guy who's been pregnant eight times and given birth to fourteen babies, think you're crazy for that! Triplets are my max!"
"Twins were mine, but since I couldn't find anyone to carry for early in the pandemic, I had no choice but to up the ante to make ends meet," Andy explained before suddenly letting out a grunt.
"All good?"
"Yeah… Just another contraction."
"Getting close?"
"Closer. Still a ways to go though."
"Well when the time comes, I know Paul would be very happy to help," Tyler said. "And good news… he likes his boys big!"
"Well then he should love me…" Andy mused.
"Totally. He was super excited when I told him I was having twins. The last two times he unlocked me, I was only carrying singles."
"The fact he likes guys almost sold me!" Andy chuckled. "The fact he likes big ones is just a bonus!"
"So then it's decided!"
"No! Don't tell him I'm interested! I haven't…"
"Calm your big milk jugs!" Tyler cut him off with a laugh. "All I'm telling him is I gave his number to a friend who might be interested… If he, you, decides they are…"
"Hold on," Andy said as his phone vibrated against his head. "I just got a message."
"That's me, giving you Paul's number. You don't have to make up your mind yet, but, oh…" Tyler suddenly trailed off. "Hold on, he just responded.
"What'd he say?" Andy asked with a wince, not from a contraction, but from how desperate he sounded.
"Well that's… interesting…" Tyler mumbled as he typed.
"What is?"
"Huh…" he grunted. "Well whaddaya know!"
"Nothing! Can you tell me what's going on?!" An exasperated Andy huffed.
"Calm your…"
"Jugs. Got it. Now…" Andy began when his phone vibrated again.
"Call or text that number, if and when you make the right decision!" Tyler instructed.
"What was wrong with the first?"
"Belonged to the wrong guy."
"Huh?" Andy frowned.
"It was Paul's number."
"Right… Paul…"
"Isn't who you're gonna have fun with."
"What?"
"Slight change of plans…"
"There are no plans yet!"
"Well when you want there to be, call or text the last number I sent. It belongs to Jerry."
"Who the hell is Jerry?"
"Paul's Locksmith friend he just let in on his side hustle," Tyler explained. "He just sent me a picture of him and mmm!"
"Send it to me!"
"Ooh! Paul said he's gonna get you a room somewhere nice!"
"What?! I…"
"Holy shit, he's hot!"
"Damn it, Tyler! Send me…"
"Do you like tattoos?"
"Sure, they're great! Now…"
"Ohmygod, that dick! Fuck! Even if he wasn't a Locksmith, that thing looks like it could put anyone into labor, you lucky bastard!"
Andy groaned. "Tyler! I…"
"Oop, hold on…" Tyler cut him off again. "Just got another message… Think you'll be ready tonight? How far apart are your contractions?"
"Like twenty minutes?" Andy replied. "So yeah, probably by tonight, but…"
"Hold on," Tyler said again.
"Ugh… What're you doing?!"
"You a favor."
"But I…"
"Jerry just booked the room!" He announced. "A king suite at the Hyatt. Fancy!"
"Tyler!!!"
"Well, I'd say my work here is done! If you don't wanna go, you're gonna have to let Jerry know."
"But…"
"Just go, Andy!" Tyler moaned. "Have some fucking fun! Literally!"
"But…" Andy tried again.
"Go! And no, you can't see him… Paul didn't show him any of your pics, so it's only fair."
"Paul has pictures of me?!"
"I sent him a few," Tyler belatedly shared.
"Jesus, Tyler! I…"
"You're welcome!"
Andy huffed. "I didn't thank you!"
"Not yet, but I'm sure you will later… Bye!" Tyler giggled before ending the call.
"What the fuck just happened?!" Andy groused as he pulled his phone from his ear and looked at it in disbelief.
His so-called "good friend" had just set up a one night stand for him, that's what'd happened. Not just any one night stand, but one in which not only was the sex guaranteed, even more so were the results! If Andy canceled, it would be super shitty of him since this Jerry guy, whoever he was and whatever he looked like (hot apparently) had already booked them a room!
"Well…" he sighed as hands going to his lower back, thrusting his quadruplet pregnancy even further out in front of him, he started heading for his room. "He is a Locksmith and I'm gonna need to see one anyway, so why not have some fun in the process? …" he reasoned aloud as he shook his head. "Thanks, Tyler. I think..?"
***
Jerry checked himself in the mirror for probably the tenth time in as many minutes. He wasn't usually an anxious guy, especially not when it came to sex, but he was now…
He'd been anxious ever since Andy sent his first text earlier that afternoon. The two messaged back and forth, commenting on how weird the situation was while both also made sure to note they were excited. Andy asked for a picture but per Paul (who he now owed a yet to be told story and at least a case of beer,) Jerry politely declined to send one.
*Guess you'll have to find me then.
Andy texted in response after they'd agreed to meet in the lobby.
*Something tells me that's not going to be a problem… ;-)
Jerry replied.
*I don't see it being one… Did Paul tell you how many I'm carrying?
*I tried to get him to but he wouldn't. Told me to be surprised.
*Well I hope you like BIG ones!
*They're my favorite kind!
Jerry texted back, half-hour cock twitching in his shorts.
Jerry got to the hotel two hours before Andy was to arrive. After checking in and dropping his stuff off in the room, the Locksmith headed to the gym for an hour to make sure he was pumped for what he hoped would be a sexual encounter that lasted a hell of a lot longer than they usually did for him now… Since he was off the next day, if he and Andy hit it off, he was open to them spending the night before he unlocked him, but time, their chemistry and the surrogate's contractions would be the deciding factors.
Following his workout, Jerry went back to the room to shower and dress. He hadn't hooked up in the traditional sense since becoming a Locksmith, so he decided to treat meeting Andy somewhat like a date. He changed into a fitted, short-sleeve, dark blue button down he left almost half open, and a tight pair of lighter blue jeans, under which he decided to go commando. After checking his reflection one more time, Jerry grabbed his phone, wallet and the keycard to the room and headed down to the lobby.
The occasionally contracting surrogate had dressed in a similar fashion, though for obvious reasons, he had to leave the white button down he'd rolled the sleeves up on entirely undone. It was so big, Andy thought for sure he'd be able to do some of the buttons, but he turned out to be even bigger… Under the shirt, he wore his largest t-shirt, which just met the wide elastic panel at the front of his biggest pair of paternity jeans.
Under those, he was wearing briefs that actually matched his bra… Andy didn't usually care about such things, but he also usually didn't meet up with strangers for some fun, labor-inducing sex, so he wanted to look as good as possible.
After easing himself out of his Uber XL and grabbing his hospital/overnight bag, Andy waddled into the Hyatt belly first. He'd sent Jerry a text when he was ten minutes out and the Locksmith said he'd come find him in the lobby. As he slowly waddled inside, all eyes were on the gravid surrogate… Andy was used to getting stared at by then, but now, he felt all the looks being directed at him were extra judgmental, as if everyone knew why he was there.
The lobby offered plenty of places to sit, all of which proved very tempting. Andy thought about plopping down on the closest empty sofa, but then thought about getting back up and how difficult and awkward it would be. Being a Locksmith, it was a safe bet Jerry would be used to such a display, but given the looks still being directed at the surrogate, it was evident everyone else wouldn't be. Still, Andy's back, legs and feet were all screaming at him and he felt the rumblings of another contraction forming, so he was about to just go for it when he felt a hand (a large one) softly press against his lower back, right above his ass.
"You must be Andy…" a deep voice said from behind and slightly above.
Reminding himself to smile, the correctly identified man looked over his shoulder. As he did, his smile quickly grew because Jerry was a hottie… He was also a ginger, which Andy hadn't been expecting but was fine with. The Locksmith was a few inches taller and big, but in the more traditional, less bursting with babies sense.
"How'd you know?" He asked with a laugh as he looked up at the slightly younger man while he slowly turned the rest of his fecund body to face him.
As Jerry removed his hand, he stepped back a little to give Andy the room he (his belly) required. As he did, he smiled down at him, unabashedly taking him in yet not staring like everyone else had/was. The surrogate couldn't put his finger on it, but this hunky Locksmith's gaze was different. More… appreciative, perhaps?
"Wow…" Jerry said slowly as he shook his head. "When you and Paul said to expect a big surprise…"
"We obviously weren't kidding!" Andy laughed as he lowered his gaze from the handsome ginger's face to his bulbous self.
Jerry grunted, deep but quietly so as not to draw them any more attention. "Big doesn't do you justice, not that I'm complaining!"
"I should hope not!" The surrogate laughed again, almost forgetting all about the contraction he was experiencing, which was making his over-packed middle lightly clench and churn.
Jerry noticed, but he was trained to. That and there was just no way he couldn't with Andy's pregnancy bulging out so far between them…
"You OK?" He asked, not sounding scared or worried, but like he wanted to be sure. "Here, lemme take that…" he said as he reached for and took Andy's bag off his shoulder.
"Thanks. Yeah, I'm fine," Andy nodded. "I'm an old pro now."
"I'd hardly say old…"
"Thanks, again," he winked. "But yeah, fine…" he nodded as his hands went to his belly, framing it, making them look small and it, even bigger. "They've stalled at every twenty minutes or so, and they're not bad yet," he shook his head as he looked down at his swell.
"OK. So do you wanna head up to the room and get started, or…"
"I'm not in a rush," Andy shrugged. "But if you are, or…"
"No!" Jerry cut him off somewhat abruptly. "Sorry. I… no," he shook his head. "I'm not either. I'm on your time, or I guess I should say, theirs…" he said as he nudged his square chin at Andy's belly. "Quads?"
"Yeah!" The handsome surrogate grinned up at him. "Technically, two sets of twins. I'd ask how you knew, but pretty sure I know the answer!"
"I've developed a pretty good eye over the years," the Locksmith chuckled. "So are you hungry?"
"Always!" Andy nodded as he gave the top of his pregnancy a few pats. "Why don't we stop at the front desk and have them bring my bag up, then we can go to the restaurant?" He suggested.
"Sounds good to me," Jerry nodded as he stepped back a little more so Andy could make another turn. "Lead the way."
"Hope you're not in a rush…" the super pregnant man chuckled again as he began waddling towards the front desk, his hands moving to his back again.
The Locksmith's eyes followed them. Though he'd initially approached Andy from behind, he'd been too anxious to notice how big the surrogate's ass was. It wasn't huge, but it was nice, round and… Jerry forced himself to stop staring, especially after noticing how Andy's butt bobbled with each step.
"Like I said, I'm on your time," he replied before clearing his throat. "I know it's a little early, and I hope you don't think I'm trying to force myself on you, but I'm off tomorrow, so if you're interested, maybe we could make a night out of it? Have a little sleepover?" He suggested with an uncharacteristically nervous laugh.
"Sounds like fun," Andy nodded. "Let's just hope they don't make other plans…" he sighed as he took his right hand from his back and rubbed that side of his belly.
A few minutes later, after his bag had been dropped off and they'd been seated in the restaurant, Jerry asked, "So how long do you usually wait before you get unlocked?"
"Long as I can," Andy replied as he smoothed his t-shirt over his belly. "Last time, I waited till the contractions were about five minutes apart before I went in."
"How many times have you carried?" Jerry asked as their waiter returned with their drinks, a vodka tonic for him, an unsweetened iced tea for Andy.
"Five," the surrogate replied following the pause in conversation to order their food. He (and the babies) couldn't decide between a cheeseburger and a chicken Caesar salad, so he'd ordered both, while Jerry (who looked like he could eat) was a little more reserved and stuck to one entree: grilled salmon with asparagus, over a bed of rice pilaf. "Before this, twins were my max."
"Two to four is quite the jump… Think you'd do it again?" Jerry asked after sipping his drink, trying again not to stare at the massively pregnant man across from him, who looked extra massive with his belly and breasts shelved atop his lap.
"I'm not sure yet. I can't believe I'm saying this since I'm huge, but, this is pretty much what I expected," Andy shrugged, making his breasts wobble. "You're right about it being a big jump but I had to take it since I missed a carrying because of the pandemic," he explained. "It hasn't been easy, but not exactly hard either. That being said, I'm gonna wait to see how labor and delivery go before I decide how many I'm gonna carry next time."
"How do they usually go for you?"
"Good. Haven't gotten to the point where babies just shoot outta me! Yet…" he laughed. "But it has gotten easier. The time I carried before this was with my second set of twins, which I got out in less than two hours."
"Impressive," Jerry nodded.
"Not really, but thanks. Again…" Andy chuckled. "You know you don't have to be so nice," he shook his head. "You already got me," he wagged his brows.
"Do I now?"
"I'm here, aren't I?"
"That you are," Jerry confirmed before shaking his head. "It's funny…"
"What?"
"Just that…" he paused. "It goes without saying, given what I do, I'm around pregnant guys all the time, but I can't imagine ever being one myself!" He shook his head some more. "Honestly..? I'm not sure I could deal with everything?" He admitted.
"A big, strong guy like you?" Andy emphasized. "You'd be fine!"
"Yeah, probably," Jerry admitted with a grunt. "But I think I'll stick to my current role helping bring babies into the world," he winked.
"Do you want to have kids of your own?"
"Someday," he nodded. "If and when I find the right guy, which…" he trailed off for a second. "Just isn't easy when you do what I do. To be honest, I haven't put in much effort though."
"No?"
"Not really," Jerry shook his head. "I was kind of seeing someone, a former client, but he had a new baby and then Covid hit and work quarantined me, so that was that," he shrugged as he recalled his brief time with Reece. "What about you?"
"Aside from the occasional hookup between carryings, there hasn't been anyone in a long time," Andy shook his head. "No one serious, at least. Sounds like we're kinda in the same boat… Most guys aren't interested in the boyfriend, let alone husband getting pregnant for a living, like…"
"Most guys aren't interested in fucking other guys for a living."
"Exactly," Andy nodded. "To all their credit, I get it."
"Me too," Jerry agreed. "But it still sucks. Would you ever consider doing something else? Something more…"
"Mainstream?"
"Yeah," he chuckled.
"One day," Andy nodded. "I know I won't be able to get pregnant forever, but I will be for a while, and I like what I do. Maybe someday, I'll start my own surrogacy agency, but while I can still get pregnant, I'd like to have a couple kids of my own, but like you, with the right guy. The one I can't seem to find!" He rolled his eyes.
"I wouldn't mind if you kept getting pregnant," Jerry shrugged.
He did so as their waiter came with their food. That being all he caught, the comment was slightly out of context, but he didn't know that, so his gaze flew to Andy, specifically his belly and his eyes bugged. Quick as he could, he set the three dishes down then hurried off, leaving the guys quietly chuckling.
"That's good to know," Andy smirked as he undid his napkin and draped it over his belly, since that's where he was prone to mess and his inaccessible lap didn't need the protection.
"Would you mind if I kept doing what I do?" Jerry asked.
"No, I wouldn't," the surrogate replied as he grabbed his massive burger, squished it down a little so it would fit in his mouth, and took a big bite.
"That's good to know," Jerry repeated as he cut a piece of salmon and popped it between his lips.
There wasn't much talking as they ate. Andy alternated between his burger and salad, occasionally giving his belly a rub or pat between stuffing his mouth. Jerry watched attentively as he made slightly slower, more respectful work of his entree, but he smiled. While he spent a lot of time with (and in) pregnant guys, it wasn't one on one, easy, casual time like this.
This was nice. The best of both worlds in a way. To his surprise, it warmed the Locksmith's heart to watch the sexy surrogate stuff himself. He was obviously hungry… being that pregnant had to take a lot out of him, but it was still evident that Andy cared deeply about the babies he carried, even if he did so for money and even if they wouldn't be in him much longer.
"Ooof!" The double dose of twins carrier grunted as Jerry helped him up after they'd finished. He insisted on paying since the Locksmith had gotten the room. "I'm stuffed!" He groaned as he adjusted his shirts.
"Hopefully not too stuffed…" Jerry said as he gently guided him forward. He found himself wanting to wrap his arm around Andy's wide waist and move them along like a couple, but the tables were too close together for them to be side by side.
"Don't worry… I know it sure looks like it, but I'm not too stuffed," Andy replied with a shake of his head. "Though I might need a little time to digest…"
"Of course," Jerry smiled as they made it out of the maze of tables and he did what he'd been wanting to, wrapping his arm around the incredibly pregnant man, who immediately looked up at him in obvious surprise. "No?" He asked as he started to pull back. "Sorry, I…"
"No," the surrogate shook his head as he took his right hand from his belly, reached back and patted Jerry's hand still resting right above his ass. "You can stay," he nodded. "But know if you do…"
"Yeah?" The Locksmith asked as they slowly made their way to the elevator.
"People are gonna think you did this to me!" Andy smirked up at him as he placed his hand atop his belly and rubbed.
"Good!" Jerry winked down at him, making him blush.
