Gay NJ 30

After the world went to shit, women went extinct, and this sci-fi crap about men getting pregnant naturally came about, I wondered if there'd be any more games to play. We played on anyway. In fact, we had more guys coming to watch us. It's like the men that survived needed something to pretend the world was still the same, at least for a few hours...

The guys on the team whispered about the "changes" happening to them. The symptoms were different for some of the guys, and you could always tell when we hit the showers. I swear some of the guy's dicks and nuts had grown, one of them complained about his balls aching and not being able to stuff his swollen cock in his jock.

"You know bro I'm not complaining about my new 10 inches here, but damn there ain't no pussy to fuck with this big white wand here!" Catch motha fuckin 22 for sure...."

I am well endowed, too, at a thick 8 inches, but it's my hips and ass that were always made fun of by the guys. Latley my hips had enlarged, my thighs were thick as fuck, and my ass had so much volume I kept ripping my pants. It was the squirts that scared the shit out of me, every month for the past 4 months for about 5 days, my body would swell up, and my ass hole would leak this clear slime and my prostate would throb, followed by a geyser of the sticky crap shooting from my hole. How it hadn't happened around the guys was a mystery, until the day it did.....

I was the last one to hit the shower as I could feel the pressure building deep in my rectum. When I saw the other guys finish, I stepped into the showers and leaned my head against the wall. The hot water against my head and back felt like a relief. I slowly ran my hands down my chest and to my abs. I'd carved out an impressive 8 pack with a great v-taper. It was weird. My abs were tight and looked ripped, as could be, but as soon as my hands reached my hips, I felt them widen against the curve that felt so new to me, followed by my hands feeling and squeezing the fleshy cheeks. My index finger on my right hand found its way to my hole. It was sticky, and my anus was puckered up. I moaned as my finger pierced my hole, my tight chute sucking it in and finding its way to my prostate. Slowly, I massaged my aching g-spot, bringing some relief to the pressure that was building up in me most of the day.

I began backing my hips onto my finger and quickly felt another finger enter me, and then a third. I felt this burst of pleasure like I'd never had before. It was better than jerking off. It was like my whole body was feeling a shock of sensations that kept building up, each one stronger than the last. I could feel four of my fingers stretching myself open, finding g-spots I didn't know I had. My moans must've grown louder because before I knew it, I felt an arm around my chest and a callused hand pulling my fingers out of my wet stretched hole.

"I knew it all along, I just knew it would kick in and you'd be ready...."

"Whoa??"

"Shhhhh, it's just me.....coach Keller."

"Coach, it's not what you think, I mean ummm, I'm just...."

"Just exploring what it's like to be in heat? To find out how stimulating it is to ovulate and be ready to make a baby?"

"Oh fuck coach, how am I supposed to???"

"Who the fuck cares, it's a fucking miracle boy, now I get to have a son, and a sure fire star player for the future."

I felt the coach's hand cover my mouth as I felt his hairy body lean against me, I hadn't realized he was naked. I felt a fat head push against my throbbing hole while his mustache tickled my ear, and he began licking it. Slowly, his giant 53 year old cock with what felt like a huge head breached my anal lips and demanded its way into my new birth canal. I don't know why I cried, maybe because this was how it would be for the rest of my life, maybe because I wasn't sure if I'd see my abs again, but damn that dick of his began to hit every spot and I felt my hole clamp down on it with a vice grip. I felt the coach's giant paws for hands grip my hips as he thrust into me harder. I could hear his groans grow louder as I pressed my face against the wall and felt the hot water sweep away my tears.

"Damn, son, Father Nature, sure gave you the right curves to birth a son by me. You gonna pop this one out like peas in a pod."

I thought about how the 6'5 245 pound muscle man of a coach would put what would grow to be a big baby in my tight belly. How the fuck would I push the kid out, let alone carry the thing for nine months, but just as I actually began to think about it, I felt my hole spasm.

"OH FUCK COACH, MY HOLE IS SQUIRTING!"

I felt the explosion deep in my rectum as my whole body shook and the sticky slime squirt all over the coach's dick that was lodged deep inside.

"Damn, son, I can feel that goo hit my piss slit."

I felt the coach's knees buckle a bit as he struggled to maintain control while my juices further lubricated my insides. I felt his mustache braze against my neck as he kissed me. His hips were now thrusting faster as I stretched my my arms out and pressed them against the wall to brace my body.

"That's it, boy, if you could see this ass of yours jiggling like jello as my pipe tears you up. I've got a 7 day load saved for ya, I could probably give you twins. I'm so backed up....."

Twins? Could my pussy even handle one of these kids? Would my belly be able to carry even one? I felt my breaths get shorter before I felt coach Keller's hands on my shoulders.

"Get on your back and spread your legs missionary position!"

I instinctively did as I was told, my chest heaving and my hands supporting my spread legs as I looked up at this beast of man that had trained me as a baseball player. He knelt down, his own huge hairy thighs spread as he aimed his throbbing baby maker at my slack hole.

"Why me coach?" I said whimpering.

With the steam of the shower 🚿 obscuring some of his face, I made out a smirk on him.

"I already got two others on the team I've impregnated, but I've been wanting you since the first day you showed up. You don't have brains, but you are a true breeding mare for alphas like me, and you're genuinely nice. The way you handled those young boys visiting on their field trip, you were a natural with them, patient, keeping them laughing and shit, like you'd always been a parent...."

The coach put his right hand on my abs and rubbed them in a circular motion while growling. Balancing my legs on his shoulders, I took my right hand held his hand firmly against my abdomen while we locked eyes, my head nodding a silent approval and willingness to accept my fate.

I felt him slide back in. Now the thrusts were harder, my moans turned into yells, whimpers and pleas for his seed.

"BREED ME COACH, MAKE MY BODY YOUR FUCKIN INCUBATOR FOR YOUR SONS. I'LL DO YOU PROUD, RAISE THEM AND TEACH EM HOW TO PLAY BALL. "

"You're going to look sooooooo hot at full term boy. Not sure if you'll get these prized abs back, but that's a bitch's lot now, oh fuck I'm close son."

My ass took a battering as I felt the coach pummel me and grunt. Any tightness I felt was gone, replaced with the burning desire to take seed.

"OH FUCK, OH HELL YEAH, I'M GETTING YOU PREGNANT, AHHHH"

I felt like a water hose was turned on inside my hole. Gushes of baby batter filled my rectum down to my bowels as I squirmed, trying to take in all the seed filling me up. The coach continued to pound me in an orgasm that went on for over a minute, with multiple spurts, until he collapsed onto me. The water still bearing down on us as we now kissed deeply, our tongues exploring each other's mouths.

"Did I hurt ya buddy?"

I struggled to catch my breath.

"Nah, but I feel like I just got an enema.i didn't know that could feel so good. "

"I know you're scared of all this new shit, but you're going to be a beautiful mommy. "

I kissed the coach softly.