Three Pregnant Friends Ch. 6 BRAND NEW!!!

Chapter Six

Oliver woke to an arm and a hand that weren't his, draped across his belly, along with a pleasantly warm and firm body pressed up behind him. As soon as he was semi-conscious, he felt the familiar need to use the bathroom. Since everything else he'd just woken to was so nice, he silently requested a little longer from his bladder, hoping it would comply.

He smiled as Leo's warm breath blew softly across his right ear from behind. Though he'd "slept" with someone else quite recently, it'd been a while since he'd actually slept with someone… Since he almost always enjoyed the experience, including this one, Oli wasn't ready for it to end just yet, but his soon-to-arrive offspring unfortunately, didn't seem to feel the same way. While he continued to smile, the pregnant man couldn't help but give a small grunt when his son suddenly lurched within, which he followed up with a kick to the ribs.

"Someone's up…" Leo noted, his voice deep and gruff with sleep as he moved his hand up and over to the location of the commotion.

"That, they are…" the pregnant officer said through a yawn as he too moved his hand to the spot, placing it atop the one belonging to his external bedmate. "So last night was…"

"Good, I hope?"

"Better than that!" He giggled. "Think you'll be up for round two in a few minutes?" He asked as he pushed his ass back against Leo's morning wood.

"For sure, but by my count, it'll be round three," the not pregnant officer corrected. "So maybe last night wasn't so good after all?" He sighed.

By no means had Oliver forgotten they'd done it twice, he'd simply lumped the two together seeing as they'd happened in rapid succession. Hell… Leo had only left him long enough to help him roll onto his back so he could blow him, then went right back in! As Oli recalled the magic blowjob he'd received between the masterful fuckings, he hoped he'd get another during what his latest sexual companion considered their third round…

Oli didn't want to leave his more than satisfactory bedmate thinking or feeling he'd been anything short of amazing. As such, the pregnant man figured a compliment was in order, knowing full well thanks to his human resources training and experience, that most officers like (and need) to have their egos stroked (amongst other things) from time to time…

"Or, maybe I lost count 'cause you fucked my brains out?" He suggested with another giggle as he took his hand from Leo's and started stroking the upper side of his swell as well.

The compliment earned him just the response he'd been hoping for… Right after delivering it, he felt the other officer's thick, seven and a half inches really start to re-inflate, quickly reaching full mast as it poked at and between his cheeks again. They both grunted at the sensation caused by the friction, Oliver because he couldn't wait to have the cock back inside him, Leo because he couldn't wait to get back in the first pregnant man he'd ever been with, because for whatever reason, and whatever round they'd soon be on, he was already, surprisingly hooked.

"OK, but hold your horses, cowboy… I gotta take a leak first."

"Me too, but you go before me since you'll be quicker, and, well…"

"You wanna get yourself as nice and clean for me as you were when we started last night, huh?" Leo asked through a big, deep and loud yawn as he rolled onto his broad back and stretched his bulky arms over his head.

"Yeah. How'd you…"

"How'd I know?!" He snorted. "If you somehow hadn't noticed yet, I'm gay, Oli! Last night wasn't my first time at the rodeo, so.."

"Oh, I could tell you'd been a few times!" The expectant man confirmed against his pillow as once freed from Leo's warm and strong embrace, he'd been forced to awkwardly scoot closer to his side of the bed, the now taxing act making him grunt.

"Lemme help you up," Leo offered as he quickly sprung up from his side of the bed.

"Just go pee and…"

"We can go at the same time," he said as he arrived naked as the day he was born, in front of his new "friend," his now fully erect, brown but pink-headed cock at the perfect level to be lavished with attention from Oli's mouth.

If he wanted to, anyway, which the pregnant man very much did the instant the impressive sight optically registered… All it would've taken for him to suck and/or kiss Leo's mushroom tip would've been the slightest crane of his neck forward, but unfortunately, both signs of appreciation and admiration now seemed ill-advised as every movement Oli now made, made his need to go all the more urgent now that his son was awake, so he replied to what Leo had said instead.

"And how are we supposed to do that?" He asked.

"You can use my bathroom, and I'll use the other."

"Oh. Didn't realize you had two?"

"Oh… I didn't give you the full tour when we got here, did I?" Leo realized.

Oliver shook his head. "I didn't get… any tour," he grunted as his belly reached the edge of the bed first before he slowly sat up and swung his legs off, all while trying to look anywhere but at the beautiful cock bobbing about in front of him as its owner stepped back to give him more room. Relieving his bladder had gotten difficult enough so late in the pregnancy, so the last thing Oli needed was to try and do so while hard himself, especially considering how eager he was to get back to business with Leo as soon as possible.

"It's really not much, Leo shrugged. "But I'd be happy to show you around."

"I'd like that," the pregnant man nodded. "Maybe after I pee?" He said as he accepted both of Leo's large, calloused hands.

"I was thinking after I fuck you again, which would be after you pee, of course. If that's alright with you?"

"Of course!" Oli smirked as he readied himself to stand, gazing up at Leo's eyes to be sure he was too, but still asking anyway. "Ready?"

"Ready."

Working together, the officers got Oliver to his feet, Leo taking his right hand from his grip and placing it on the small of his back for support as the pregnant man found his footing. The kind, simple gesture made the hormonal and appreciative Oli smile as internally, he swooned.

"Can you come home with me and do that every time I need to get up and pee, or just get up in general?" He asked with a sigh.

"Seriously?!"

"I wish!" He laughed. "But I was kidding…"

"Your roommates don't help you out?" Leo asked.

"Ha!" Oliver laughed again. "About that…"

"Yeah..?"

"Would you believe it if I told you all three of us are pregnant and I'm the least?"

"Um, no! Are you kidding me?!"

"I am not."

"Well then I'm really not kidding," Leo shook his head, looking and sounding surprisingly yet genuinely sincere, not to mention, hot as hell as he stood there in the nude. "Now that I'm on desk duty…" he stressed with a roll of his eyes. "That means I'm not working any night shifts, so if you wanted me to, I could."

As much as he wanted to squeal with delight and accept the offer right then and there, Oliver managed to play it cool, knowing it wouldn't be wise to get ahead of himself and whatever was going on between he and Leo. "Thanks for the offer, big guy," he winked. "I'll definitely keep it in mind."

"You're welcome, but who're you callin' 'big guy?'" Leo scoffed in mock offense.

"Touché…" Oli chuckled as he playfully pushed the stud standing in front of him further back. "Now can I please go pee?" He asked with puppy dog eyes.

"Of course. So long as you get yourself ready for a nice, long round three while you're in there…"

"Twist my arm…" he sighed, hands going to his lower back as he lumbered towards the bathroom he'd used twice the night before.

"Do you want some coffee?" Leo offered. "Think I've got some decaf squirreled away from the last time I tried to get myself off caffeine."

"Sure, if you can find it, but don't kill yourself looking."

"Even if I did, pretty sure I'd have enough time to reincarnate while you're getting ready!" He teased.

"Are you trying not to get laid again?"

"No!"

"Uh huh, smart ass!"

"Whatever, big ass!"

"You love my big ass!" Oliver said as he reached the bathroom door and struck the already prominent body part out more for (literally) cheeky emphasis. "You don't happen to have an extra toothbrush, do you?"

"In the medicine cabinet. Toothpaste is on the counter, and there's a bottle of mouthwash under the sink I can get out for you."

"I'll manage," he said as he took his left hand from his back, raised it to his mouth, and blew his new, favorite (external) person a kiss over his shoulder before closing the door behind him.

"Towels are in the linen closet!" Leo called after him. "Use however many you need!"

"Thanks!" Oliver called back as he locked the door, finding himself smiling.

It'd been a minute since he'd been in a relationship. Obviously, he and Leo weren't in one yet, and might not ever be but already, he felt… something. Something different from the "wham, bam, thank you, man," interactions he'd grown used to. It went without saying, Oliver considered those nice, but being in a relationship always ended up being nicer.

His smile turned to a grimace as waddling towards the toilet, he cautiously applied some gentle pressure to his hole… After being fucked twice, there was still a lot of air inside him, which had been agitated by he and his son's movements. By focusing on the amount of pressure he applied (something he'd gotten pretty good at thanks to the birthing classes he'd been attending,) Oliver was able to expel some of the excess air almost silently. The long, quiet expulsion helped him feel a little less bloated, but he still needed to pee, so he slowly lowered himself onto the toilet.

Now that he and Leo had already done it twice, he didn't feel as rushed as he had the night before. As such, Oli took his time getting into what he'd found to be the best position to empty his bladder and then, well, his ass too… Being free of clothing made it that much easier as he was able to spread his thick thighs as far as his hips allowed, verses dealing with restrictive shorts, pants and/or underwear.

Since he was able to spread his legs so wide, big as it was, his belly still dropped nicely between them, jostling it and his chest. While his milk-filled melons were (thankfully) nowhere near the size of Dylan's or Trent's, Oliver's chest had gotten significantly bigger and softer as it filled with milk his baby might actually use but again, he'd yet to decide whether that would be the case…

It took his increasingly overburdened body a few more seconds to realize it was in position to release, but once it did, his flow started almost immediately. After his prostate having been stimulated so much an unexpected second night in a row (and two more times at that,) Oli's entire bloated form shuddered with relief and pleasure as he emptied the contents of his bladder into the porcelain bowl beneath him. Every time he now took a piss, no matter how many times he already had that day, it felt to him like he was drunk and breaking the seal. As frequently as he went, the sensation remained oddly enjoyable and always caused his now prominent and super sensitive nipples to get hard, the present being no exception.

Oliver shuddered again when his son realized he had some "extra" room and began to squirm. Apparently, it wasn't enough for the boy as he brought all four of his limbs into action, seemingly to express his disappointment, causing his father to grunt loudly and his hands to fly to and clutch at his suddenly warping and heaving middle.

"Stop… that!" He grunted as his flow sputtered to an uneven trickle. "I'm giving you… as much room… as I… can!" He said through uneven breaths as he moved his hand up and gave the top of his still firm as ever belly, what he hoped the baby would take as a reassuring and calming series of pats.

Just when he thought he was done, Oliver's flow suddenly renewed itself as pressure quickly built up within him. His ass, to be precise… It was just as quickly released when a disappointingly small log exited his swollen pucker, causing him to grunt in surprise, even if he really shouldn't have been. The first log was almost immediately followed by a second, then a tiny nugget of a third before his hole announced it was finally empty with a loud series of staccato farts.

As he looked down at himself, Oli noted how extra pronounced his nipples had become as this had occurred. Taking his left hand from his belly, he gently took the darkened nub crowning his left breast between his thumb and index finger. Having avoided touching his nipples for some time by then, he was surprised to find it as firm as the eraser one would find on the end of a pencil. Unfortunately, it was bigger than one in both width and length, to say nothing of the size of his areolas now, even in their somewhat contracted state of "attention."

Oliver lowered his gaze further, past his first set of mounds to his largest. Since his doctor predicted the baby would weigh between ten and eleven pounds when he was born, and currently weighed in at around eight and a half, his belly was big. Big as it was, it thankfully wasn't close to the size of Trent's, but it did come closer to the size of Dylan's than he would've preferred, thank to a case of polyhydromnios, or excess amniotic fluid. Oli's doctor had repeatedly assured him the condition was nothing to worry about, even if it was somewhat rare for someone only expecting one baby to have.

Ultimately, the only thing it led to was having a bigger belly than he'd expected to, despite the more than healthy size of his son, but fortunately, it didn't affect either of their health. That being said, Oli couldn't say he was happy with the diagnosis… If there was anything he could be happy about after receiving it, it was that somehow, all the growing he'd done (and would continue to do till the end) had amazingly, yet to result in even a single stretch mark on his undeniably super stretched middle.

While he liked to consider himself to not be as vain as his friends, Oliver did still care about his appearance. As such, one of the first things he found himself wondering (as did pretty much everyone else who found themselves pregnant, whether they'd meant to or not,) was what the pregnancy was going to do to his body? As he thought back to the best of his ability as to which man might be his son's other biological father, Oli's worries grew as each possibility was on the larger size, and he hadn't been a shrimp to begin with…

Because he'd been adopted, he didn't have any genetic history to reference as to how those he was biologically related to carried? He now reasoned that many of them had just been able to grow and grow and grow, which he couldn't decide if that made him more happy or horrified?

After waiting a few more seconds to be sure he was really done, Oliver slowly eased himself up off Leo's toilet using the sink to his right for some much needed support. Since his hole was still sore (but in a good way,) he bypassed the toilet paper and reached in and started the shower before waddling over to the sink and leaning over the left side of his belly to wash his hands. As he was drying them, there was a gentle knock on the door.

"Yeah..?" He called out over the running water and the bathroom exhaust fan.

"Sorry, forgot to ask if you take cream or sugar in your coffe?" Leo asked from the other side of the door.

"Yay! You found the decaf?"

"Um, no… Not yet, but I know I have it somewhere…"

Oli frowned. He'd been looking forward to the coffee, even if it wouldn't actually do anything for him, but he wasn't about to let not having any spoil the morning or his mood. "Screw the coffee!" He replied.

"Why? I can keep…"

"Screw the coffee…" he repeated. "Gimme five more minutes, then come in."

"Come in? Into the bathroom..?" Leo asked, sounding unsure.

"Yes!" Oli chuckled. "In five minutes, come into the bathroom…"

"Oooh!" Leo realized, the grin on his unseen face, evident in his voice. "You wanna have shower sex, don't you?" He asked, sounding like he more than liked the idea.

The pregnant man decided to have some fun with his response. "I thought it might be fun to try, but if you don't…"

"Oh, I for sure do! Where do I sign up?!"

Oliver laughed as he approached the door he'd locked and quietly turned the knob. "Consider yourself signed up. Now gimme five…"

"Do I have to wait that long?!"

"Yes, you do."

"What do I get for being a good, patient boy?"

"Getting back in my ass isn't enough?!" Oli playfully scoffed.

"It is…" Leo confirmed. "But…"

"Fine… You'll get a kiss."

"Did you brush your teeth?" He asked.

Oliver hadn't yet. "Gimme six minutes!" He amended his request as he waddled over to the sink and the medicine cabinet next to it to grab the extra toothbrush. "Did you?" He called out before Leo could complain about him adding another whole minute to his wait time.

"My toothbrush is in there, but I used mouthwash."

"Good enough. Now six minutes."

"Starting now!" Leo shouted, making Oli smile on the other side of the door as he opened the new toothbrush he'd taken from the cabinet. As he did, he already knew he'd be using it again, not just after he and Leo had their fun in the shower, but in the hopefully near future because already, he was hooked.

Six minutes later, right on the dot, Oliver heard the bathroom door open and close, keeping in the heat that'd built up from the shower. A few moments later, the shower curtain opened behind him and Leo stuck his shiny head in, grinning at Oli as he turned back to look at him over his shoulder as he finished lathering up his pregnancy-fattened ass.

"Squeaky clean?" Leo asked as he stared.

"Squeaky clean," he confirmed with a nod. "Like it's never even been used!"

Leo laughed. "Even if I hadn't been the one to use it twice last night, it's pretty obvious it's been!"

"Hilarious…" Oliver rolled his eyes. "Now shut up and come get your reward," he said as he slowly turned around, belly pushing the shower curtain out in the middle as he did.

The not pregnant police officer waited till the other was facing him and had backed up some before pulling back the curatin enough to enter. As he closed it behind him, rather than his midsection, Leo's erection caused the curtain to tent again and while not to the same degree Oliver had, still to an impressive amount. With both feet in, he took just a single step before his flat abdomen (by comparison, anyway) humped against Oli's bulging one.

Leo's hands went up and out to cup its sides. He cradled the big belly as he leaned in over it, gently planting his lips on the pregnant man's. After delivering a couple quick pecks, the guys started making out like horny teens, Oliver setting his forearms on Leo's broad shoulders as the other officer of the law gently rubbed and caressed his wet, swollen middle.

"Nice reward," Leo said after pulling back.

"Could've lasted longer…" Oli frowned.

"I'd have liked it too, but I'm kinda cold…"

"How could you be cold? It's steaming hot in here!"

"Well yeah, but you're hogging all the water!" Leo laughed.

"Oh, shit! You're right! Sorry… let's um… How're we gonna do this?"

Neither of the guys were particularly small, and Leo's shower was average-sized at best… The condo owner thought about it for a second, then hurriedly shoved the curtain back, allowin some of the built up steam to escape as he stepped back out onto dry land and carefully guided Oliver forward till his hands naturally went up and out in front of him and he'd braced himself on the far wall. Once he was in place, Leo stepped back into the shower and closed the curtain, shuddering some as he stepped under the water and wet himself.

"There we go…" he sighed as he quickly started warming up.

"Better?" Oli asked over his right shoulder.

"Much. But now you're not under the water… You're gonna get cold!"

"No, I won't," the pregnant man shook his head, sending water flinging from his hair. "You can't tell since I'm all wet, but I'm sweating."

"Seriously..? It is warm in here, but not that warm!"

"For me it is," Oli replied matter-of-factly. "This thing's a damn furnace!" He said as he took his right hand from the wall and gave his belly a solid thump that echoed off the tiles. "So don't worry about me, I'll be fine."

"You are fine…" Leo said as he reached out and gave his new friend's big, wet, shiny, and squeaky clean ass, a sharp smack.

"Oooooh!"

"You like that?" He questioned, his voice taking on a deeper, huskier tone as he did.

"Mmmhmm!" Oliver appreciatively cooed as he leaned forward a little more, pushing his ass out in the process, causing it to get poked by Leo.

"Ooooh…" The two of them moaned at the same time, making them giggle after.

"Do you like that?" The pregnant man was the one to ask this time, with another giggle as he slowly swayed his widened hips from side to side.

Though he didn't respond verbally, aside from some appreciative grunts, apparently, Leo did. Never one to disappoint, Oliver continued swaying his hips, enjoying the feeling of the other officer's slick cock head sliding back and forth across his cheeks. The pregnant man also enjoyed the feeling of starting to cool off now that he wasn't standing under the very warm water. As Oli had told his new, special friend, his baby-filled belly was pretty much a furnace, so neither of them had to worry about him cooling off too much, anytime soon, not that he even wanted to anymore…

No, what Oliver wanted, what he was counting on, was warming back up again, this time, thanks to some hot, steamy shower sex. It was true he and Leo might've only (so far) spent one night together, but already, they'd seemed to find their rhythm and had started figuring out what one another liked. So far, so good, but if Oli had any complaint, it was that in the heat of the moment (or moments, really) his new friend hadn't…

"Ya know…" Leo said as he took hold of Oliver's bloated waist, right above his ass.

"Yeah..?"

"There's something we haven't done yet. Something I haven't done yet, I should say…"

"Oh..?" Oliver asked, the single syllable and word response coming out rather shaky.

"Uh huh…" Leo continued as he crouched down behind him, hands grazing over Oliver's voluptuous cheeks till each palm was full. "This…" he said as he parted the mounds, revealing the pregnant man's swollen pucker. The one he'd caused to swell up and become pleasantly uncomfortable.

"Oooh!" Oliver exhaled in delight as Leo sealed his pouty lips over his hole.

This was what Leo hadn't done yet… What Oli had wanted him to but hadn't asked, but now, he didn't have to… He and Leo really were in sync.

"OooooOooooooh!!!" The pregnant man loudly exclaimed as the tip of the other officer's tongue pushed into his hole, sinking in with ease.

Leo gave a few strong and intentional internal swipes before withdrawing and running his tongue all over and around the puffy exterior of his hole. It all felt amazing… Whether he was pregnant and/or recently, repeatedly fucked or not, Oliver was always a fan of a rim job, especially one as good as this! Any ache or pain left in and around his hole quickly began to fade as Leo lapped, slurped, kissed, licked and sucked, all around and in it.

Had he not been so pregnant (let alone pregnant at all,) Oli would've rated his time with Leo (so far) right at the very top. While ultimately satisfactory and capable of "getting the job done," a lot of guys he'd been with had needed some coaching and direction at the very least, and/or had been selfish. Leo didn't need any instruction and nor did he need to be reminded to tend to Oliver, he just knew what to do and more importantly: was damn good at all of it!

The more he thought about it as his hole was orally tended to in an exquisite manner, the more the pregnant man had to admit that maybe part of the reason this time was so good (aside from Leo's stellar performance,) was because he was pregnant… He'd only come to terms with his condition sexually speaking when he and what's his name had gotten it on a couple nights before, but this encounter with Leo was different. Undeniably so…

Obviously, the other officer was aware Oliver was pregnant, but it was just as obvious that that wasn't the reason they'd left Honey Pig together. Leo didn't see or treat Oli's condition like a fetish, but rather a bonus he unexpectedly enjoyed, making the heavily pregnant man feel more like, well, just a man. Not that he expected to need to, but Oliver couldn't have asked for anything more, and Leo wasn't close to being done with him (again) yet…

After continuing his expert-level rim job for a few more minutes, Leo planted one last kiss on Oli's now very relaxed hole and then one on each cheek before he stood back up. Looking back over his shoulder, the pregnant man found himself at a loss for words. All he could do was smile doubly back at Leo, who looked quite pleased with himself as he wiped his mouth with the back of his hand.

"You like that?" He asked again, this time with a wink.

Left breathless, but in the best possible way, Oli simply nodded in response as he swayed his hips from side to side again. Leo grunted in appreciation as he looked down at the big, round mounds right in front of his cock, which he gave a couple quick tugs before waiting for the moment when Oli's hole was right in front of it and gently but firmly shoved it in. All the way in, causing them both to groan.

Oliver noticed the night before that Leo liked there to be little resistance as he worked himself in. He liked Oli relaxed and loose as he took him all the way down to his shaft's thick base in one fell swoop, then, he liked him to tighten up… To squeeze, clench and otherwise work his hole around his throbbing member as he held it in place, buried to the hilt, so they could acclimate, both of them lightly panting and groaning as they did.

Once Leo started thrusting, his movements were full of purpose and force, yet notably tender and seemingly caring at the same time. There was no denying he was in charge, which Oliver didn't have a problem with, at least not presently… Under different, less encumbered circumstances, he probably would've been a bit more bossy, but he'd save that for another time as for now, he was quite happy being tended to.

The steamy bathroom quickly filled with the sounds resulting from their most recent session. Skin slapping against wet skin, as well as their mutual moans and groans, echoed off the tiles, all slightly dampened by the shower curtain. If Oli had one complaint, it was that his belly hanging down so heavily from him had caused his back to start to ache, but he wasn't about to let that ruin the moment, not when there was so much else good (great, really) and enjoyable he could focus on…

He let his head drop between his arms and looked back at himself upside down. The pregnant man watched his bloated chest bounce and bobble, and how his big belly not so gently rocked forward and back. While he might not've liked what'd happened to his body: how big, heavy and bloated it'd become, he was glad that Leo seemed to enjoy it. So much so that already, despite the fact he was currently being fucked (again,) Oli found himself looking forward to he and Leo's next romp, as well as wondering where it would take place now that they'd also checked the shower off their list.

"Fuckin' shit…" Leo suddenly grunted, sounding… worried?

"Gettin' close… already?" Oliver asked, hoping he didn't sound too disappointed. In case he had, he added, "Don't worry… I'm down to go again when… ever you are."

"Duly… noted," the other officer replied, punctuating his response with a solid thrust per word. "But… that's… not… the… problem."

"There's a… problem?" Oli frowned as he raised his head and looked back, catching Leo staring down at his ass as it repeatedly swallowed his dick.

"Forgot… a… condom," Leo replied, still punctuating his speech.

"Oh. Oooh!" The pregnant man replied as his over-stimulated prostate was nudged again.

"Yeah. Want me to… pull…"

"You're clean, oooh! Right..?"

"Well, yeah…" Leo confirmed with a nod, his eyes still glued to Oli's ass. "But…"

"Then I'm OK with, oooh! It if… you are."

"Oh yeah..?" He asked, finally raising his gaze.

Oliver half nodded, half shrugged. "I mean it's… not like you could… get me any… MORE… pregnant!" He smirked.

"Goddamn… Imagine!"

"Yeah, um… I'd really… rather not!" He chuckled.

"Come on, now…" Leo said as he took a firmer hold of Oli's hips. "You're not gonna… get like this again… for me?"

"Ha! Isn't it kinda early to be, ooooh…" the pregnant man moaned. "Talking about a… family?"

"Yes and… no."

"What the hell… does… THAT mean?!" He asked with a nervous laugh.

"Probably that my… timing's a bit off, I guess. Fuuuuuuuuuck!" Leo exhaled, long and loud. "I'm about to bust! You… SURE you want me to…"

"Yessssss!" Oli moaned in response as he nodded emphatically. "Shoot it up in me!"

"Mmmm! Don't gotta… tell me… twice!" Leo grunted out as he tightened his grip and picked up his pace, suddenly really slamming into the pregnant man, earning himself several more extra shaky, but appreciative moans.

For the next few seconds, Leo's master bath was filled with the sounds created by he and Oliver's bodies, extra loudly and forcefully colliding. Though neither of them could find the energy or wherewithal to express so with words in the moment, Leo's imminent climax and release felt and sounded like absolute heaven to both of them…

"OH, HELL YES!!!" Oliver shouted, able to use words again a few seconds later as back and hips aching, the former from being under such strain, the latter from being gripped so tightly, he felt Leo's cock throb deep inside him just before it belched out a copious amount of hot cum his hole eagerly gobbled up.

Even though it'd obviously happened at least once before, resulting in his present condition, there hadn't been a time Oliver had previously purposely taken a load… He immediately loved the sensation of literally being filled, his hole seeming to be sucking more and more and more cum out of Leo's cock, positively milking it for all it was worth.

"YES! YES! YES!!!" He cried as he threw his head back, his eyes rolling up in his skull as he did.

Same as he had twice the night before, when he came for the third time, completely opposite of his pregnant partner, Leo got quiet. He didn't go entirely silent, but he got damn close… He stopped moaning and groaning and started just breathing in and out rapidly through his nose as he sucked in his top lip. The first time he'd done so, Oliver had worried that Leo was in pain or something but by now, he'd gotten used to his unusually quiet response and tapered "O face," finding both of the kind of cute and endearing.

If he didn't get a grip on things similar to the one Leo still had on his widened hips, the pregnant man knew he was going to be in trouble. Hell… he very well might already have been! In the short time since having met him, Oliver had come to find Leo to be amazing: everything he'd ever wanted in a guy and then some… Top that all off, the sentiment seemed to be mutual, which worried and excited the pregnant man in equal measure.