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Being a personal trainer has had its benefits in this new world we live in. The biological change of men getting pregnant had transformed the priorities men here in the gayborhood. The “bearers” as we call them now had a new purpose, birth out strong boys for the next generation and complete their duty to Father Nature.
This left a lot of the guys vulnerable, even the tough masculine ones carried themselves a little different. They were more subdued and shy, because at any point they could be next! They could sport the best abs one day and 6 months later be waddling down the street with an alpha’s twins. It was a huge commitment. I was working one day when I got approached by a tall and muscular guy with a buzz cut and dog tags on his neck.
“I’ll get right to the point, I know you’re an alpha. I’m with a medical division of the United States Marine Core, we have our eye on this town and want to make you proposal.
I just laughed, what the hell would uncle Sam want with me?
"The pregnancy rate in this neighborhood here is abysmal! If we don’t start creating another generation of males to carry on, what’s left of humankind will be gone in 30 years.”
I paused as I was surprised by the statistics, I knew nearly all women had succumb to the virus but figured it would even out.
“We’ve already seen your stats, you come from good stock! You were a star athlete in highschool and college and got your bachelor’s in kinesiology with a separate focus in physical therapy. ”
The tall stern man looked down at my bulge, I rarely wear underwear as it chokes my large balls and thick man meat.
He licked his lips and turned red before getting control of himself and going back to his stern voice.
“We know you’re well endowed, in fact we’d like to enhance it even more.”
He leaned in with a serious look on his face.
“There are prime bearers in this gym, ovaries that young and eggs that aren’t being fertilized. We want you to be a founding father for when we take control of this place. We want you to get these boys pregnant, as many as possible! You’ll be paid well and won’t ever have to worry about bills, lack of clientele etc. Keep a couple of the kids of you want too, but we need to populate this country!”
I stood there stunned, either i just won the lottery or was in a gay episode of The Outer Limits. Either way, my dick was getting hard at the thought. All this hot ass in the gym could be mine, breeding with the hottest bearers in town. A whole lineage that could have my last name!
“So when do we get started?”
The tall man smiled, come to this address after you’re done training. We have some medical tests to conduct.
He handed me a card with his name.
“Dr. Nathan Harrison huh?”
“Keep your mouth shut on this, we’ll tell you when you can brag, which no doubt you’ll want to do.”
I finished with my clients, half of them leaving with wet spots on the back sides of their shorts.
When I got to the address, the building was non-descript. Only a single steel door and a call box. I pressed the button and waited for an answer,
“Hi this is Brandon Mitchell, Dr. Nathan asked me to come by.”
I heard a buzzing on the door, no invitation to come in but I figured that’s what it was.
I walked down a long hall until I reached two steel doors and suddenly,
“Mr. Mitchell please remove all your clothes and place them in the box to your right.”
“Wait what? Why do I gotta get naked ?”
“Mr. Mitchell please do as you’re instructed or we will be forced to take other measures. ”
Hearing a buzzing sound I looked up, I was definitely being watched on camera. I took off my clothes, in way I was turned on and figured they would be too.
I’m 6'3 and have a beefy build yet still have a set of abs guys wished they had. Having done professional body building as well, I’ve stayed in better shape than most men. My legs alone won awards for my quads, calves and even my ass got praised. I got a 44 inch chest, 19 inch biceps, huge triceps and shoulders so wide I can never anything under a XXL. My back has always been called the Grand Canyon because of all the peaks and valleys it has from working out.
My Johnson though is my crowning glory, thick and 8.5 inches long it made boys squeal. If my old man was still alive he could’ve finally had that grandson he always hounded me for.
“Proceed thru the door Mr. Mitchell and lie down on the table.”
“Kinky little soldiers aren’t you?”
I walked to the table, the buzzing camera following my every move, my elephant trunk swinging. Laying down I placed my hands behind my head and flexed, that little camera zoomed in.
“Hi Brandon, glad you made it. This is nurse Reed, he’ll hook you up to the machines while we began a series of tests, we’ll also draw blood for a full metabolic panel. ”
The doctor began to feel me all over, naturally making his way to my dick.
“All the bottom boys say that.”
“Bearers Brandon, remember the terms. I wasn’t referring to your dick although that is important, I meant your testicles. They are far larger than average , nearly the size of plums. I’ll bet you have a high sperm count which we’ll measure. ”
“I don’t know if I can do that here.”
“Nurse Reed will help you, in fact. Why don’t you show Brandon your special skill, I’ll be back in a bit.”
The doctor exited leaving me with the blond twunk and his full luscious lips. He was flush with excitement as he climbed onto the table and began licking my balls.
“Gentle boy, a whole colony is depending on these bad boys. ”
Licking his way up and down he eventually fit one into his mouth as I moaned from the gentle tongue caresses. My cock getting rock hard, damn it was good, this boy knew how to work a man over. Soon he let his tongue work its way up my shaft, reaching my uncut head he played with the foreskin before locking his lips on the head. His blue eyes staring right at me as my hands rested on the back of his golden haired head.
“That’s a good boy, nice and slow for your alpha, just get daddy relaxed. ”
The sound of the word “daddy” must’ve been a trigger, because he moaned and began to really suck me down to the base of my shaft. I guess he’s like a lot boys, a lot of young bottoms have daddy issues. They look for the father they should’ve had in the men they hookup with or date, me included. To be honest I even have felt a paternal bond with a few. As the blond boy picked up the pace and teased the head of my dick I grabbed the back of his head and shoved it down choking him in the process. Holding onto his hair I forced his head up and down as I felt my balls begin to clench. His moans and eager throat causing my thighs to flex as my balls tightened as I looked down and saw this boy red in the face and choking.
His hand shaking, he reached for the specimen cup and as my balls retracted i yanked him off my dick and shot into the 4 ounce cup, filling it up all the way.
The boy collapsed and gasped for air, my precum dripping from his pouty lips .
He just looked at me, half frustrated and the other half excited over what just happened.
“I’ll I’ll I’ll bring it over to the lab, oww my jaw.”
Lying back i relaxed as I looked down at my baby maker and thought of all the kids I could’ve made had I been into women. How crazy it seemed I’d populate a whole town, how I’d leave these vain boys with something they could not hide, their 6 pack abs turning into beach balls and hard pecs growing heavy with milk.
“Well Brandon, the tests are being run as we speak. Looks like you got the best of Nurse Reed.”
“That he does, I’ve found he has the best oral skills of anyone on our staff. I mentioned we wanted to enhance your endowment. This isn’t just for vanity but a necessary measure to boost fertility in your testicles, which along with your penis will increase in size. ”
Grabbing my half hard cock i smiled at the doctor.
“You think you can improve perfection huh, how big can this bad boy get?”
Smirking but with a serious tone the doctor continued.
“Based on the success of other candidates, I’d say 10 to 12 inches in length and thickness about the size of a beer can. The testicles are a challenge as men often complain if soreness from the build up and they swell to the size naval oranges.
“It’s a lot of sperm being produced and it has to be released otherwise pain ensues. There are othe benefits, increased muscle size, sharper concentration, heightened senses and well more aggression shall we say.
What the doc was telling me sounded like the fountain of youth. The idea of becoming a muscled out monster more than I was could be amazing. I could go back to professionally competing in body building and have the serious street cred of fathering lots of boys.
“We have to await the results of the tests but I can give you a preview of what to expect, in fact I’d like you to test drive it so to speak.”
“I’ll warn you, it’s a bit painful. Nurse Reed, bring me the syringe and vial.”
The blonde twunk reappeared and had me prop my legs up , knees to the ceiling. Placing a partition in front of my face he told me to breathe in and out slowly. I felt him wipe my balls with something wet, then another deep breath followed by…..
“Steady Brandon, just breathe”
I felt the needle pierce my left nut as my eyes teared up. The pain was terrible and I gripped the table, the blond twunk just smiling at me in satisfaction.
“Almost done and….. that’s the last of it. Take a deep breath. ”
I felt the needle being pulled out, followed quickly by a warm compress to soothe the pain.
“You did well Brandon, said the smug twunk.”
“You’ll be the first to see the results you smug little bottom fag.”
“Brandon! I know it’s painful, but nurse Reed is a fully trained professional and you two will have to work together in the future. I don’t tolerate disrespect, apologize immediately.”
“Swallowing my embarrassment I apologized. As the doctor left the room I laid there waiting for the pain to subside as I watched nurse Reed clean up. A cute twunk with a round, tight and perky ass that filled out his loose scrubs quite well.
"You know I didn’t mean it right?”
“They never do and they always come back.”
“Am I a bearer, yes. I’m serving though so the doctor keeps me isolated from the other alphas except during medical procedures. Hopefully one day I can feel what the other bearers we treat feel.”
The blonde all American boy responded with a smile and a deep breath.
“Life, purpose and something that will come out of them, but most of all being chosen by an alpha to carry his name. I never thought my body had a purpose beyond when I hooked up off Grindr, now I realize my body can create and nurture a boy. I can help build something real.”
Shit I was speechless, at that moment I realized this was way deeper than I ever thought., and I was being asked to play a crucial part of the process.
“You gonna keep it when you get pregnant?”
“Oh for sure, once my time here is up I want to raise him myself, even if I have to go at it alone. This is my reward for serving my country!”
My dick began to harden again, the baby faced boy staring and beginning to breathe heavily.
“We can’t yet as we’re being watched, but I’ve been assigned to you. I know we’ll get a chance at some point. ”
I could feel something happening in my balls, they expanded, like filling up a water balloon 🎈
“The drug is doing its work and I think one of your test results are ready.”
The doctor came back in the room, reading from his tablet he smiled.
“Well good news, you have a stronger than average sperm count for a man in your early thirties. Our injectable treatment should put you right where we want you.”
“You’ll feel some tenderness, swelling and pro-longed erections. You’ll need to drain the weasel of semen more often as the back up can cause testicle pain and mood swings.”
“But other than that I’ll be a breeding stud?”
“No doubt, but you’ll need to attach this to your dick when penetrating a man. It will come off inside their rectum and activate. It will send us GPS and vital statistics. ”
“Holy shit, you’ll have tracking on these boys?”
“All of them, after all they will need our help when they realize they’re pregnant.”
My dick fully hardened, the tip started to throb, pulling on the foreskin.“
"It’s going to grow Brandon, you can expect a bit of pain.”
I looked over at nurse Reed, his head down and yet still trying to peep a glance at my dick.
“Say doc, could I test it out on your nur….”
“That all depends on you Brandon, let’s see what you can produce first.”
Nurse Reed blushed and smiled at my idea. Finally after all the tests came back with favorable results I got dressed, balls swollen but feeling like a new man.
Later at home I lied in bed, my swollen balls and dick adjusting to the treatment. Falling asleep I saw that nurse, him bouncing up and down off my dick, me rubbing his pale skinned tight belly. How will it even fit?
The next day at the gym I hit chest and triceps hard.
I felt in top form, had a great night’s sleep and was ready to move into training my clients. First up on the schedule, Kyle, age 19 and new to the gayborhood. He wanted to learn new ways to train legs.
“Okay Kyle, you’ll lie on the floor and place your heels on the bar of the Smith cage. Using your heels you’ll push up and flex your hamstrings and slowly come back down.”
I watched Kyle’s form, he had a ballet dancer’s body, definition and tone beyond comprehension and sculpted lean yet toned legs leading to a round firm ass.
“Yead bud like that, flex your glutes at the top a bit, good boy!”
“That felt good, I’m trying so hard to get bigger. ”
“I’m surprised, you’re already so toned.”
Kyle laughed and showed a beautiful smile.
“I’ve been dancing since I was kid, the orthopedic doctor I see says the joints in my ankles and knees will give out if I don’t stop practicing so much, I love what I do but I don’t to be crippled by it. That and…..”
“What?” I said raising my eyebrow.
“Up till this phoneomenon, I’ve always worked on my craft, I never got to date or go to a school dance, or even attend my own graduation. I was always on the road or studying, I want something normal now.”
Without thinking I took his towel and wiped away the sweat on his forehead as he blushed.
“What do you consider normal?”
“A boyfriend and honestly, I want a kid.”
“It’s like I hear this ticking in my head, my body wants something and I can feel the desire in the pit of my stomach. ”
“Sounds like you’re ovulating to me.”
“I guess I’m still adapting to my period, I get like this every month, but lately it happens more and more.”
I walked up to him in front of everyone in the weight room and ran my fingers thru his hair.
“Meet me around the corner at 1234 Pride Avenue, don’t ask questions, don’t worry about getting pretty, just get to it.”
Kyle looked breathless as he nodded his head and I walked away.
“Oh Kyle, no need to Venmo me. ”
A knock at the door 15 minutes later and I opened it to the pretty boy smiling upon seeing my face.
“Hey, it’s nice of you to ask me over.”
“Sure thing, come on in.”
Kyle came in and looked around, nervous but clearly in anticipation of what was going to happen next.
“You do your stretching? ”
“I didn’t get the chance, I didn’t want to be late.”
“Smart boy, why don’t you step over to the bar and let me help you stretch. ”
Kyle walked over and lifted his leg with total grace, showcasing his sculpted thighs and glutes. Walking up behind him I let my large hand run up his hamstring muscle up to his ass, squeezing the cheek and feeling its muscle. The width of his hips were perfect, popping out and giving an almost hour glass shape framing his tight and shredded 29 inch waist. So tight and flat, I closed my eyes and imagined the ovaries working to reshape his body, the eggs being produced and waiting in a delicate nest to be fertilized. His naivety blinding him to what he was about to become.
I ran my hand up and down his ass, my fingers making their way into his shorts and feeling his soft smooth skin and his hole! I leaned in to whisper in his ear.
“Looks like someone is beginning their cycle. Did you know?”
Kyle closed his eyes and breathed in and out.
“I’m only 19, it’s not supposed to happen yet.”
“But it is happening, your pussy is all wet and sticky, see!”
I scooped up a wad of the sap and brought it to his nose and down to his lips, forcing it inside.
Taste its sweetness, like honey to a bear little boy and its smell, its odor is making my mind race, a rush going right to my head.“
I licked his ear lobe as he tilted his head back. My finger going back to his ass and running it around the ring of his boy pussy. It was sooooo tight and hot. I felt sorry for what I was about to do to him. My tongue twirled in his ear before spinning him around and locking lips, my facial hair brushing against his smooth face. Wasting no time I ripped the back of his shorts. His cakes popping out, with his crack soaked in his new period juices, its smell wafting thru the air. My finger pierced it’s way inside past the tight hot ring! Sticky and hot I wiggled my finger deeper into his soon to be birth canal. His body shook as I pushed deeper, kissing him all the while and clutching his soft hair.
"Your hole has never been penetrated before, not by a real man that is. ”
He could not respond, he could only yelp and whimper. Two more fingers forcing their way inside causing him to hug me tight.
“It’s okay little boy, Father Nature has evolved your hole to be a beautiful boy pussy. Your sculpted hips, thighs and ass designed to perform the most important act for mankind.”
“Oh Brandon, I’m only 19 III…”“
"Shhh, your body will know what to do, your instincts will guide you and you’ll have something that embodies the best of you and more importantly, my heir!”
I ripped off what was left of his shorts and tore off his shirt. Exposed naked I picked him up and threw him over my shoulders and carried him upstairs to my bed. Throwing him face down on the bed I grabbed his ass and pulled him to the edge of the mattress. I pulled his wet cheeks apart and started feeding on the virgin boy pie 🥧.
“OH MY GOD, HOLY SHIT THAT FEELS SO GOOD!”
Ravenous as I was and my tongue assaulting his hole, I grunted and heaved as I tasted the sweet nectar of these pink boy pussy lips, seemingly resembling the folds of a woman’s pussy. The thought that I might get lucky enough to watch this tight ring split apart in nine months drove me wild. Knowing my kid would ruin his figure yet elevate his body and mind at the same time. Flipping him onto his back I hoisted his hips up and pushed his legs apart into a spread eagle position. I stared right into his eyes as I ate his loosening hole and pushed my tongue in deep between pulling out and blowing air kisses on his anus.
The look of fear, excitement and anticipation on his face reaffirmed I was on the right track, that as an alpha he was surrendering to me and Father Nature’s will. Yes, the doctor selected me as a candidate and what a great alpha I’d be for this military experiment.
While eating my post workout boy pie my hands trailed down his spread hamstrings to his smooth 8 pack abs, rubbing them in a circular motion causing his belly to flex. I curiously played with his outy belly button as his body shook from the pleasure he was getting.
Drunk off his juices, high as a kite from its smell and my swollen dick leaking pre-cum onto the floor, it was time to break him in. I pulled his legs up to my shoulders as he whimpered, poor boy, he was realizing what this meant and how whatever he was thinking to say to me he wasn’t ready, his body’s natural instinct would override his vanity and fear.
“Don’t be scared my little ballerina, you’re reward lies in the seed I’ll plant in your womb. Just close your eyes, imagine how handsome our son will be, how all the guys will envy you when you push him down the street in the bay stroller, how he’ll grow up to be as hot as me and as sweet as you!”
“Brandon what’s happening to me?”
“You’re ovulating my boy, just like Father Nature has designed you to. You’ll make a good mommy, don’t fight me. ”
Pushing his knees to his chest I climbed onto the bed, his eyes bulging and him shaking at the sight of my cock. Had it grown already?
“Brandon how am I going to take that?”
I looked down, my manhood was rock hard way past what I had been, I had to be about 10 inches long but my girth made me even squint. It was more than beer can thick and the head resembled a mushroom, angry and wet, ready to fire at will!
“Brandon my hole is practically vir…..”
I leaned my body down and silenced him with my kisses. My tongue probing his and and pulling out to kiss his neck and then his nipples.
“Oh my God, my body is so hot, what’s happening?”
“AHHHHH, OH FUCK IT’S SO BIG, OWWW BRANDON WAIT.”
I’d waited long enough, as my scientifically enhanced cock pierced his tight pink rose bud I watched him bang his fists on my chest, I saw him tear up as he breathed heavily.
“Oh Brandon it burns, oh fuck what is that?”
Not forgetting my orders the device attached to the head of my dick detached inside Kyle’s rectum. It must’ve felt odd for a bearer to feel a homing beacon swim up his rectum and disappear inside.
My giant thighs slowly moved as I felt Kyle’s body give in, his cries slowly faded away and turned into moans as he kissed me ever so softly.
“Let your pussy open up for your alpha okay boy?”
Kyle nodded his head as he breathed deep and I pushed deeper, every hot inch of his virgin hole ripping as I laid claim to his popping cherry 🍒 . I hadn’t had a virgin in years, his tightness was almost painful but stimulating at the same time. Just knowing I got to be first was thrilling enough, his newly forming birth canal tightening around my shaft. Slowly my cock hit past the second hole and beyond. By now he was speechless, his mouth open to scream but no sound came out. Our eyes locked 🔒 as he was in awe of my body, my massive pecs, bulging traps, thick delts, 19 inch biceps and their matching triceps that looked like they’d pop out of my skin. His lips quivering he stuttered….
“Yo yo you you’re eyes…….!”
“Do you want our son to have them?”
His right hands caressed my cheek, finally every inch of my alpha phallus was in with Kyle’s sore and stretched anal ring loose but intact. I hadn’t noticed but as Kyle reached his hands over to pull his cheeks apart farther he….
I looked between his legs and saw blood. I didn’t care , after all I had just popped his boy hymen.
“Shhh, just relax. It happens when you get your cherry popped. ”
Kyle wrapped his arms around me as I picked up the pace, Kyle yelping and locking his ankles across my back.
“My whole body can feel it, you’re in so deep.”
That I was, I was deeply feeling the insides of my new conquest and first baby mama. His moans grew louder as my meaty ass and hips began to pump him. His hole still trying to stay tight, but I was going to break it!
Sweat dripped down my body as the tight hole gave way and I stretched his birth canal further, all the while imagining him in labor and watching the head of my child crown. I was determined to ruin his body for any other purpose but breeding, as my hips pumped and I felt his hands move and grip the headboard I quickly pulled out!!
I watched the sticky sap mixed with blood and precum shoot out of his hole all over my crotch. Grabbing him I picked him up and held him over my head, watching his pussy quiver and spasm with the last bits of bearer juice dripping onto my tongue. Slowly my strong arms lowered him onto my dick, his screaming reminding me that I was sending unbridled pleasure up his rectum and right to his brain. His body shook, he yelped like a dog, but soon locked his legs around my back as I lifted him up and down. His hormones had taken over, his ovulation overriding any logic and vanity. This was primal, it was now the new natural law!
His undulating hips worked my dick as he kissed me, almost like he felt he’d never get another chance.
“I can’t help it, my body wants this so bad…I can see myself pregnant, carrying your heir. Keep showing me my body’s purpose, oh fuck please!”
Feeling my balls tighten and sweat pouring down my face as I grunted with every thrust, I felt him try to tighten what was left of his r sphincter as he got lost in my eyes, locked in a trance.
“Your alpha is gonna bust, scream louder now than you will in nine months.”
I let out a roar, he locked his legs behind my back. An eruption of what had to be a half gallon of baby batter flooded his body, my balls retracting into my groin, one intense orgasm after another, filling him to the brim.
“Brandon there’s so much, I’m going to shit…..”
“DON’T YOU FUCKING DARE YOU LITTLE BITCH!”
My knees buckled and we both fell back onto the bed, his back landing first.
My body collapsed on top of him, my manhood still lodged inside. The sudden thrust tore thru his rectum and forced the rest of my seed down to his helpless 🥚. Looking down at him I could see his belly pop out, my load filling him up and causing him to bloat. Kissing him my thrusts slowed to an even and steady pace, the poor boy’s body annihilated but broken in. After 20 minutes of this, I pulled out. Looking at his hole it was unrecognizable now. It was loose, puckered, swollen and fire red.
“Brandon, will it get tight again, will it be pretty?”
I just smiled at him and ran my fingers thru his hair.
“In time my boy, in time. You’re going to have accept though that life must come out of it. That will reshape your pussy, but you’re young, you’ll still be desireable.”
“Then sleep kid, I’m gonna shower.”
He was out like a light for 2 hours, I even had time to go to the department store and buy new sheets to replace the cum and blood stained set we just ruined. When he finally woke up I was chilling in the living room, I heard the shower turn on and 15 minutes later her emerged.
“Soooo are we still meeting up for our sessions?”
Leaning back in my club chair I just turned my head to him and smiled.
“Yes, I’m still training you, but it will be a pregnancy based workout soon…”
Looking at me he gulped and then cracked a smile before grabbing his gym bag and limping across the living room to the door.
He turned his head back to me and looked, awaitng my reply.“
"Just take a hot Epsom salt bath, let your pussy shrink back up a bit, it will help with the soreness.”
Nodding his head he limped out the door, me watching his beautiful ass. I had seeded a virgin and knocked up my first bearer.
Brandon cranked out his hanging leg lifts, pouring in sweat and making sure his toes reached the top of the pull up bar he gritted his teeth as he concentrated on the burn.
Dropping himself from the pull up bar he looked in the mirror at the gym. His abs were shredded like never before, his v taper had been the talk of the neighborhood. Having seeded the ballet dancer, Brandon enjoyed the end of their sessions together, always with the cute kid choking on his dick and swallowing his copious loads of sperm. It was a crime really to let it go to waste like that, but the kid swore it was helping him during his morning sickness and in way it may have nourished him.
Today though was a different story, no ballet dancer and Brandon’s balls were swelling up again and becoming sore. The treatments he was receiving at the secret clinic were having great effects but were also painful at times. Cruising the weight room he stumbled on a newbie to the gym.
“Whoa there buddy, brace your shoulders , I’ve got you!”
“Damn, thanks man. My hamstrings and quad just gave out, I’m gonna beat this challenge I tell ya.”
Brandon looked the fine specimen of a man up and down. A handsome mocha skinned man with close cut tightly coiled ringlets, a wide back with huge lats and thick delts. The arms were big and defined too! Brandon’s sweaty dick became hard as he looked at down the man’s crowning glory, a big round ghetto booty with the thickest thighs out of proportion with his tight narrow waist. He hadn’t a fine black man in his town before, but this guy was beyond fine, this man was a Nubian prince!
“I’m Dante btw, I think I’ve seen you around in town.”
Snapping back to reality Brandon smiled and shook Dante’s hand.
“Yeah, from a small town in Louisiana. Was never easy to be black and gay there , but now with this Darwinian shit…. those folks have lost their whole minds.”
“So how are you liking it here?”
“So far so good, the men are fine, the neighborhood is safe, ahhhhh ouch, sorry man, I’m just gettin an uh-huh, oooooooooo.”
Dante put his hand on his ass, embarrassed by what he knew it was but trying to play it off like it was a cramp.
“I hear the spasms are rough, when did you first begin your cycle?”
“Whoa man , come on. It’s just a ooooooooooo!”
“You better come with me, I know what to do 😙”
Brandon led him to a private office that had an on-site infirmary. Crawling onto the table Dante pressed against his ass hole with his fingers.
“You ain’t gonna tell anyone about this right bro? I, owwwww!”
Brandon just stood there watching, his dick growing hard again. His eyes watching the flexing of Dante’s fat cakes and wide hips, Dante looked up at Brandon , his luscious lips quivering in apprehension.
“Its only been two weeks, my body can’t have done what they say it supposed to do yet !”
Brandon slid off his shorts and revealed his now 11 inch cock, throbbing and wet.
“Nah bro, I’m not ready, I can’t have no baby ”
“But your body wants one, it wants mine.”
“Oh shit, oh fuck my ass hole. ”
Dante’s beautiful mocha glutes flexed repeatedly until he put his his hand over his mouth and his hole
The sticky and viscous sap shot all over the exam table with its deep scent wafting in the air. Brandon inhaled deep and looked down at Dante’s now sweaty face as he watched his lips quiver.
Brandon didn’t say a word he ripped off his shirt and tossed his shorts to the side. In shock, Dante felt Brandon grab his hips and hoist his fat cakes, and Brandon snorted the wet and tight brown hole before pushing his tongue 👅 in deep. It was fucking sweet and Rick in taste in an entirely different way than Kyle. Dante like sweet cocoa and honey. His tongue pusher deep in past the beautiful lips that opened up to receive the hungry alpha.
“OH FUCK BRO, IT CAN’T BE HAPPENING YET, I JUST GOT HERE, HOW THE???”
Brandon just looked down at the overwhelmed bearer whose moans grew louder, and resistance melted as he reached up to feel Brandon’s huge traps as he feasted on this deep southern black man pussy. Dante’s eyes grew wide as he felt Brandon’s tongue ravage his hole, sucking the lips and popping them with his mouth. Dante’s hips began to shake and glutes jiggle as he felt another rectal orgasm about to come through.
“OH SHIT, HERE IT COMES AGAIN, OH FUCK!”
Dante felt pressure that seemed to come from his bowels and move through his rectum before he knew it he….
“OH FUCK, MY PROSTATE…. OH TAKE IT DADDY”
Brandon opened wide and relished the jets of sweet honey right onto his tongue. The flavor was addicting. For a split second, it reminded him of when he and the guys on the football team put their mouths under the nozzle of slurpy machine at 7 Eleven. Dante was working towards another rectal orgasm when Brandon flipped him over on all fours and pulled his hips back. It was a beautiful sight, this mocha skinned and muscual4 southern bearer with hips so wide that there was no doubt he would be prime breeding stock. His dick rock hard and dripping on the floor he didn’t even try to be gentle as he aimed pushed in, Dante’s birth canal sucking him in as Brandon pulled his head back.
“FATHER NATURE GAVE YOU CHILD BEARING HIPS SON, OUR LITTLE BIRACIAL BOYS WILL BE HANDSOME AND STRONG, IM WILLING IT INTO THE UNIVERSE YOU’LL HAVE TWINS.”
“OH DADDY I CAN’T FIGHT YOU AND MY BODY AT THE SAME TIME, PLLAAAANT YOUR SEED, OH YESSSSSSS”
Brandon pumped hard, unlike Kyle. This wasn’t Dante’s first time bottoming, but screams turned to yelps as sweat poured down his back, and Brandon slapped his cakes and watched them jiggle like jello.
“ON YOUR BACK, I WANT TO SEE YOUR FACE WHEN I SEED YOU.”
Dante was nearly out of breath as he turned over and laid in his back. His face was pouring in sweat, and his huge chest was heaving. Instinctively, he rubbed his nipples, imagining the milk that would flow through them.
Brandon lifted Dante’s legs straight up first, admiring the huge muscle that would support all the weight Dante would gain carrying Brandon’s son. Brandon pile drove into Dante with solid strokes pushing in and pulling all the way out. By now, Dante was fuck drunk, his prostate and new cervix pummeled with shock waves of pleasure that were reverberating through his whole body.
Brandon was drenched in sweat and assumed proper missionary breeding position. Pushing Dante’s knees down to his chest, Brandon smiled down at Dante, running his fingers through Dante’s tightly coiled black ringlets. Dante fixated on the alpha’s piercing eyes 👀 whispering…..
“You got a twinkle in your eye, looks just like soft night light I had as a kid.”
Dante leaned and gave Brandon a deep, soulful kiss 💋. A tacit acknowledgment, and thank you for the journey his body was about to go on.
“I’m getting close Dante”
Dante wrapped his arms around Brandon and whispered in his ear.
“Tell me what names you want me to give them”
Brandon felt a bolt sheer adrenaline go through his body as he listened. He kissed Dante, tonguing in between deep and hard thrusts.
“Braxton, Daniel, Ace…., tell me names from your culture. Let’s make it a southern Creole name.”
Dante was nearly breathless, but looking into Brandon’s eyes he quietly mouthed,
“Broussard, Benoit, Etienne…..”
“That’s fucking beautiful bro, Benoit for the win and Broussard for the second one!”
Dante’s eyes widened as he felt the device swim through his rectum and move over his prostate. Brandon picked up the pace as he placed his hand in the back of Dante’s head, and the future baby momma began to scream.
“Mesi……donne-moi le bébé!”
With that sexy French scream of passion, Brandon let go and roared as he fired off what had to have been a quart of biologically enhanced baby batter up Dante’s ass hole. Dante shook as he struggled to keep all the precious sperm in his birth canal and ravaged Brandon with kisses and expressions of gratitude in French.
The two collapsed on each other, with the both of them staring straight into each other’s eyes.
“I’m so glad I moved here. You just came in me, and I already feel something is different. ”
“ I kept picturing twins, man. Black and white, making beautiful little biracial boys for this town. ”
The two eventually dislodged from each other and went showered together, drawing intrigue and whispers from the gym bros. Screams from Dante echoed as Brandon went for a victory lap to push his sperm deeper, not that there was ant doubt Dante was pregnant with the town’s hottest breeding bull!
