A Father's Obvious Secret - Part 5 (Patreon)

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Craig was sitting on the narrow gym bench—barely wide enough for him—trying to keep himself calm even though he felt like his body was starting to crumble. His thighs were spread as far as they could go to make room for his belly—which pushed out so far it took over his whole lap, dragging his posture forward and making his lower back ache.

His breathing was heavy, making the rise and fall of his tits look dramatic. His hands spread at the sides of his belly, feeling the drum-tight skin getting particularly taut. Part of him knew that something was wrong, and a voice deep inside his head was screaming for him to go away before something else would happen. But as he looked up and saw Cody standing there, completely different thoughts took over, and he decided to stay.

Cody looked at him, taking in the whole scene. “You okay?” He asked, trying to sound casual even though concern was visible in his eyes.

Craig opened his mouth to confirm everything was alright, but the words didn’t come out. He swallowed hard, pressing his finger more firmly into his belly as the babies moved inside. “No,” he admitted, sighing deeply as his shoulders dropped a little.

Cody nodded softly. “Yeah. I figured,” he said softly.

He moved closer and dropped down to his knees in front of Craig, bringing himself level with that massive belly. Reaching up, his fingers brushed the hem of Craig’s shirt, then slowly pushed it up to reveal the whole abdomen. The sight made him pause for a second because Craig’s belly filled his entire view, stretched tight and smooth, with faint veins beneath the skin, and what seemed to be movements from within that made everything look more stunning.

“Damn—” Cody whispered in shock.

Craig gasped softly as his overheated skin met the fresh air. The fabric slid up over his tits and left them pushed up and heavy, with the nipples pressing hard against the stretched cotton. Right at that moment, he felt his belly tightening, and a groan escaped his lips as his middle went hard under his hands.

Cody noticed as well and instinctively reached forward to caress the hairy skin. “You feel that?” he asked, almost distracted by the odd movement.

Craig nodded, clenching his. “Yeah. All the time.”

The tension eased, but it didn’t take the inner pressure with it. Cody didn’t move his hand over Craig’s belly, rubbing over the stretched skin. His eyes kept going lower, scanning and processing the size and shape of how Craig’s body had changed so much.

“Damn,” Cody said, trying to contain a grin. “You’re big as hell like this.”

Craig laughed softly, quickly followed by a groan. “Yeah. Tell me about it.”

Cody stared openly, unable to hide what Craig’s body did to him. His cock was getting hard, pushing against his shorts as he looked at Craig—spread open, massive belly, heavy tits, and so heavy that even breathing felt heavy.

“You look good,” Cody added, leaning closer. “Seriously. I can’t stop looking at you.”

Craig shook his head slightly but didn’t tell him to stop. Another tightening started deep in his middle, and he had to lean forward a little to brace himself on his thighs.

“As I said, I remember,” Cody said, still caressing Craig’s tense middle. “I still remember everything we did right here, all those months ago.”

Craig looked up at him, meeting his eyes for a second as memories flooded his mind. “Yeah,” he said, trying to catch his breath. “Me too.”

Cody’s smirk spread. “I’ve been thinking about it,” he admitted. “More than I should.”

Craig swallowed, fighting to form words as his belly kept shaking. “Yeah. Same.”

It was all Cody needed to understand that they had been thinking the same all along. His hands moved to Craig’s hips, firmly pressing into the soft flesh. “Come on,” he said, winking playfully. “Let’s get you into a better position.”

Craig groaned as Cody helped him slide forward off the narrow bench. Once the older man was on his feet, Cody guided him down slowly, pressing one hand on the rounded side and the other at the lower back to give him something solid to lean on. Craig eventually dropped to his knees, spreading his legs wide on instinct. Cody helped him guide the massive belly down onto the bench so it had somewhere to rest. Craig dropped his head back, and the relief on his back was so immense that he moaned without meaning to.

Cody stayed right behind him, settling his hands into Craig’s lower back and ass, pressing into the tight muscles there. Craig’s whole body reacted to contact, leaning into the pressure as the tension eased slightly.

“Man, your back’s gotta be wrecked,” Cody said, impressed. “Carrying all that weight.”

“You have no idea.” Craig let out a weak laugh.

Cody’s hands kept moving, and his cock was fully hard. “You look even better like this,” he said, leaning in closer and pressing his bulge against Craig’s belly. “I swear.”

Craig groaned, feeling his belly getting tighter again, but letting Cody touch him openly even as something in his body kept telling him he was pushing too far. Still, he didn’t stop.

Cody’s hand moved lower, hooking into the waistband of Craig’s shorts. He could feel how tight the fabric was—stretched to its limit across Craig’s hips and ass and digging into the flesh like it was the only thing holding everything together. He pulled once, testing it, and the material barely moved at first. He did it again, harder this time, working the waistband down, rolling it inch by inch over Craig’s widened hips.

The pregnant man arched his back without thinking, spreading his knees wider, and opening his whole lower body to give Cody room to work. The movement made his belly push forward on the bench, making him groan again.

Cody kept going, working the shorts lower over Craig’s ass—marveling at how massive it had grown, just like the rest of him. The fabric had been holding it in tight, compressing it, but as Cody pulled the shorts down, it pushed free, rounding out, and looking even more impressive.

“Fuck—” Cody whispered in shock. “Look at you—”

Craig didn’t answer with words—he couldn’t. He was too focused on breathing through the pressure building inside him, but an involuntary moan escaped his lips as his ass clenched without him meaning to. Cody smirked and took his time, going lower once the ass was on full display, pulling the shorts down to his knees along with the underwear.

From behind, Craig was completely exposed. His knees were spread, his hips tilted backward, and his massive belly rested on the bench in front of him, pulling his whole body into that angle. His ass was split by the way he was leaning, and his hole was visible, making Cody’s cock harden immediately.

Cody quickly took his cock out of his pants, revealing the massive shaft that reached 13.5 inches long within seconds—as thick as Cody’s forearm, with thick veins traveling along the impressive length, and a big mushroom head that glistened under the lights. “Fuck! You look insane like this,” he whispered in awe, as his baseball-sized balls came out as well.

Craig swallowed hard, and part of him knew he had to stop. The pressure inside him had changed; the tightening wasn’t the same anymore, and something about how the babies were moving lower felt wrong. But he had been holding everything in for months—the exhaustion, the fear, the constant tension of pretending nothing was happening. And Cody’s touch was making everything fade, focusing on something else: raw desire rather than confusion.

He didn’t stop, and Cody didn’t wait any longer. He wrapped a hand around his cock for a second—as far as his fingers reached, preparing himself for what was to come. Moving closer, he playfully brushed his cock against Craig’s ass, slowly sliding it between the rounded cheeks.

“Relax,” Cody said, softer now, gripping Craig’s hips more firmly.

Craig tried to relax, but his body was too full, too sensitive, and too overwhelmed. When Cody started pushing in, Craig lost it right there, arching his back and pushing his hips back instinctively to press more firmly against the intrusion as a moan slipped out.

“Fuck—” Craig groaned softly.

Cody kept going, pushing his cock deeper and stretching Craig open. It took a few seconds, but once he was fully inside, he held there for a moment, feeling how the older man’s hole clenched around him. Craig was shaking as his belly tightened again, and his hands moved over it without him thinking, rubbing desperate circles as if that could calm him down.

“Damn it, Craig—” Cody said, moaning softly. “You’re as tight as ever, and squeezing—” he added, impressed. “How are you even doing that?”

Craig couldn’t respond, so Cody started moving—slowly at first, pulling back a few inches before pushing in again, testing the resistance. Craig’s body tightened around the thick cock, clenching his ass hard without control, and making everything feel more intense for them.

Craig’s breathing shortened, and his head dropped back as the sensations overwhelmed his mind and body. “Don’t—don’t go slow,” he whispered.

Cody smirked slightly at that, and his grip tightened. “Yeah?”

Craig nodded weakly. “More. Just—more.”

It was all Cody needed, and he picked up the pace immediately—thrusting deeper, harder, and pushing forward with more force. The sounds of their bodies colliding against each other mixed with Craig’s broken groans and half-shocked moans he couldn’t hold back.

Craig’s whole body moved with it, pushed forward against the bench, then pulled back again as half of Cody’s cock slid out. His tits bounced with every thrust, and the motion made them ache so much that Craig knew something big and messy was coming. He felt a familiar warmth spread across his chest, dampening the already-soaked T-shirt as milk leaked out, mixing with his sweat, and making everything glisten under the light.

Cody didn’t notice. He was too focused on fucking Craig’s magnificent ass and how it still tightened around his cock every other second. “Fuck, you feel—” He cut himself off with a low groan as his pounding intensified.

Craig’s hands stayed on his belly, rubbing over it constantly, like he couldn’t stop. The movement inside him had changed, and every time Cody thrust into him, it felt like it pushed everything deeper, making the pressure inside him increase.

“Shit—” Craig gasped, breathing heavily.

His belly tightened suddenly, harder than ever before, making him groan longer and more desperately. At the same time, his ass clenched sharply around Cody’s cock, making both of them shiver from head to toe.

“Fuck—you good?” Cody asked, though he didn’t stop.

Craig nodded, even though it wasn’t true. “Yeah—yeah, just—don’t stop—”

Cody didn’t question it and kept going—harder and faster, and his breathing turned rough as pleasure took over completely.

Craig couldn’t ignore what was happening anymore. The pressure didn’t fade when the tightening passed. It only settled deeper, as everything inside him had moved lower. His hips adjusted without him thinking, and his stance widened even more as he tried to handle it. His breathing changed again, turning more uneven and desperate.

“Cody—” he whispered, not even sure what he was trying to say. “Please.”

Another thrust, deeper this time, sent a shock through him that made his back arch again. His whole body was consumed by sensations—pleasure, pressure, and something else that he still didn’t want to admit openly. But when his whole body tightened again, his mind finally admitted that he was having real contractions. His belly went rock hard under his hands, and every muscle pulled tight as the pressure slammed downward.

“Fuck—” Craig cried out, and the word broke apart in his throat. He couldn’t move through the pain this time. He couldn’t breathe normally, couldn’t think, and couldn’t even keep his hips in place. His ass clenched harder than ever around Cody’s cock, not on purpose, but reacting instinctively as the contraction peaked.

Cody felt the change this time. “Hey—hey, hold on,” he said, slowing his pace.

Craig didn’t answer and only dug his fingers into his middle as he tried to ride the contraction out. His whole body trembled under the strain as the pressure overwhelmed him. Another second passed, maybe two, but it felt longer, and Craig let out a broken groan. His breathing came out in short bursts as the contraction kept holding him tight.

Cody finally decided to stop and pull out, even though Craig’s body still clamped around him. When Cody forced his cock free, it came out with a wet pop as the head slipped out. Craig cried out at the same time as the sudden emptying mixed with the pressure inside him, making his whole body jolt forward.

Cody stumbled back a step, with his cock still hard as he stared at Craig, trying to understand what the hell was happening. “What—what—” he started.

Then, Craig’s body tensed again, sharper this time, and before he could even react, a forceful rush of fluids spilled out of his ass. It came out in a heavy gush, loudly splashing against the concrete beneath him, pooling and spreading outward unrestrained.

Craig froze, and his eyes widened even though he couldn’t see what had happened behind him. He felt it, though—the release, the wet warmth, and how everything inside him had changed. His water had broken at the worst possible timing.

Cody didn’t say anything. He could only stare, stepping back another half step without realizing it. His expression went completely blank as he looked down at the spreading liquid, then back up at Craig. “What the hell—?” he whispered, confused.

Craig’s heart pounded in his chest, completely panicked. “I need to go,” he said quickly, trying to push himself up. “I need to—” He tried again, but his body didn’t let him. “I—” Another contraction hit harder than anything before it, forcing him back down with a strained cry. His hands clutched his belly as he tried to hold himself up.

Cody didn’t know what to do as the scene unfolded. “Craig, what is happening?”

Craig shook his head, gripping his abdomen even harder as the contraction peaked. He couldn’t think straight. Everything he had been holding back for months was crashing in all at once, and there wasn’t time anymore. “I’m pregnant,” he forced out after some hesitation.

Cody blinked, staring at him. “What?”

“I—I’m in labor,” Craig said quickly, trying to control his breathing.

Cody shook his head in disbelief. “What the hell are you talking about?”

Craig couldn’t respond right away, only closing his eyes as another contraction hit hard. “I can’t—” he said between strained groans. “The babies—” he added, trying to pick the right words to keep going, but his thoughts were blurry. “They’re yours—” The words slipped out without him meaning to.

The silence that followed was heavy. Cody turned pale as his mind tried to catch up to what he’d just heard, to what he was seeing, to how Craig’s body was moving. The words didn’t make sense, but nothing about the whole scene did anymore.

Craig didn’t have time to say anything else. The next contraction left him breathless, unable to speak or think clearly. His knees slid wider on the floor without him meaning to. His thighs opened more as his hips spread, and his whole lower body reacted on instinct. He couldn’t fight it. Within seconds, his body was pushing on its own. It felt like everything inside him was being forced lower, dragged down without restraint. The massive weight that had been filling his whole belly compressed into one pressure point right between his hips.

He felt something moving lower, slow but unstoppable. The sensation made him gasp as his fingers dug into his belly, his back arched, and his ass pushed back out of instinct.

“No—no, not yet—” he gasped, shaking his head, but his body kept going.

He felt a stretch starting inside him, spreading outward as what he figured was the first baby started pushing lower. His hips felt like they were being forced wider, and his joints strained as they opened. His ass cheeks parted more as his posture shifted forward. His whole body angled to make room, leaving him even more exposed without him realizing it.

His ass burned more than he ever thought was possible. At first it was only pressure, but then it sharpened, turning into a hot stretch that kept worsening. His hole tightened instinctively, trying to resist, but the force didn’t stop. The baby kept pressing lower, descending through Craig’s birth canal and forcing him open a little more with every passing second.

Craig sobbed, barely able to articulate words. “I can’t—I can’t—” he choked, even though he already knew he had no control over it anymore.

The pressure increased, and his body bore down harder, pushing without waiting for Craig’s mind to catch up. The stretch intensified, focused right at the edge of his hole. He could feel the first baby right there, pushing outward, too big for him to handle easily, but still forcing him open inch by inch.

Behind him, Cody hadn’t moved. He stood there with his cock still hard and throbbing and his face completely stunned. His eyes were locked on Craig’s ass, on how his body was opening, and on how something was visibly happening there that he couldn’t explain but couldn’t look away from either.

Craig cried out again, louder this time, as his whole body shook from the intensified burn. His hips spread as far as they would go, and his body opened around a baby that was evidently above the average size of a newborn.

At that moment, voices and footsteps approached, but Craig barely registered them.. Another contraction slammed into him before he could even think, pulling a raw cry out of his throat as his whole body folded forward over the bench. His belly went rigid again as his body pushed the baby down even harder, as something inside him had snapped after months of waiting for this exact moment.

“Ah—fuck—!” he cried. “Too big!”

The stretch was overwhelming, burning so intensely that it made his lower body tremble as he tried and failed to hold back against it.

The garage door opened suddenly, and Jessica walked in. “Craig, we were looking for—” She stopped immediately when she saw the scene.

For a second, her brain didn’t understand what she was seeing. Craig on his knees, bent over the bench, shorts around his legs, his entire massive body shaking, drenched in sweat. Cody was right behind him, half-dressed, his huge cock fully hard, frozen in place like he’d forgotten how to move.

Then, Craig cried out again, and her eyes dropped, finally noticing what was going on. Craig’s ass was spread wide, forced open by how his body was pushing, and right there between his cheeks, something was emerging—a head. A rounded baby’s head, slick and dark, pushing outward, stretching him open so much that it was impossible to look away from it.

Behind Jessica, Cody’s wife came in, immediately looking at Cody, taking in his exposed body, his hard cock still out, and the position he was in. Then she looked at Craig—and froze.

Nobody spoke or moved. They had no idea what to say or what to do.

Craig couldn’t see them anymore. He couldn’t think about any of it. His body had taken over. Another contraction hit, making him cry out even louder. The baby’s head pushed further, more visible by the second, stretching him so tight it felt like he might split. And still, inside him, the rest of them moved restlessly—seven more babies rolled and stretched, adding to the pressure and the overwhelming fullness that made everything feel even harder to take.

His tits were leaking unstoppably, and the fabric of his t-shirt was unable to stop the streams, so they traveled down his sides like never-ending rivers. His cock throbbed hard beneath his belly, leaking and reacting to the pressure applied on his prostate. The burn in his hole hit its absolute peak as the baby’s head crowned. The stretch was sharp and blinding; the pressure was unbearable. The world seemed to stop as Craig groaned deep and low.

Right then, the baby’s head popped free, along with another rush of fluids. Craig screamed, and his whole body convulsed. His cock shot a thick cum load beneath his belly, his tits shook, and more milk burst out of his nipples.

Behind him, Cody couldn’t hold himself anymore, and his cock throbbed violently at the scene, shooting a massive load that flew through the air and landed across Craig’s shoulders. He didn’t even need to touch his shaft, but the earlier fucking and the sight of Craig giving birth right before his eyes had been enough to make him climax.

There was nothing to hide anymore as their wives stared at them from the door, struggling to understand what was going on. The secret had literally revealed itself.

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