I'll Get Your Back
“And one more. There you go. God job.” Monty stretched forward and kissed Julian’s forehead. “You’ll have an eight pack in no time.” He grinned. They were at the gym together and Monty was showing him some old rugby workouts. Sit ups were the current exercise.
“Thanks babe, but I’m not aiming for Ryan Gosling or Hugh Jackman here.” Julian leaned back with a pant. He was sore. His chest, his stomach. Everything. He and Monty had been working out together for a week now and his body wasn’t happy.
“Well good, I like you the way you are. Scrumptious fat ass and all.” Monty complimented. At least he thought it did. To Julian it felt odd. Still.
Since the beginning of the trial he’d lost a total of about thirty pounds but due to the side effects of the serum his body had began to retain fat in different places. He’d become more hippy and his chest had filled up. As had his ass. He wasn’t complaining about the last bit, nor was Monty.
Julian still felt uneasy each time Monty talked about his body though. He just didn’t know how to bring it up with him.
“Oof.” A weird feeling in his lower abdomen.
“What is it?” Monty stood and helped Julian do the same.
“I don’t know, I think we just went too hard on the crunches.” Julian rubbed his abdomen.
“Maybe it’s your guts falling back into place.” Monty rubbed Julian’s belly too. “We fucked pretty hard earlier.” He laughed.
“Yeah my ass is still sore.” Julian and Monty began walking to the cardio wall for a cooldown.
“Maybe it’s a baby now that we are going raw again.” Monty laughed hard as he got on the treadmill. Julian on the one next to him.
“Ha.” Julian tried to hide the look that said ‘oh god please don’t let that be the case’ as he laughed at the possibility. Although it shouldn’t be since he’d been on the pill for a week now. “Maybe.” Julian laughed again as he started to jog to hide his discomfort and play off the seriousness of the joke.
Monty looked over at Julian as they jogged side by side and he took in the scene before him. Julian looked so beautiful and he had this glow about him in the last month. Monty could feel a warmth between them spreading, they were getting closer. Finally after months of waiting, Julian was letting him in. In more ways than one. He’d also become more irresistible in the last two months or so. Like his scent sent Monty into overdrive. He just wanted to fuck him over and over again. He wasn’t complaining as Julian seemed to feel the same.
Monty watched as Julians wavy hair got weighed down by the sweat, his skin emanating a heat that Monty could almost see. It got him hard.
He wanted to fuck. Again.
After enough time had passed to count as cardio, he stopped his machine and leaned over to Julians and hit the stop button.
“What are you doing? I had half a mile left.” Julian tried to start the machine again but Monty grabbed his wrist.
“I’ve got another idea for cardio. Let’s hit the showers.” He teased.
“We are not fucking in the gym showers.” Julian rolled his eyes.
“Why not, it’s the cruising gym and we’ve fucked in bathrooms before.”
“Exactly why I don’t want to fuck in these showers. Who knows who would watch and try and join.”
“We’ll close the curtain.” Monty stepped over to Julian’s treadmill and pulled him close, when Julian still wasn’t convinced, “I’ll deck anyone who tries it.” He pressed against Julian, his hardness poking into Julian.
“Monty,” Julian grunted at the feeling as Monty laced his lips in his and squeezed his ass lightly. “Fine.” He caved as he pulled away from the kiss. “But we still have to hurry. I have to be home to help Riley with his thesis thing or whatever it is.”
“Fuck yeah.” Monty practically lifted Julian and threw him over his shoulder caveman style as the two walked fast as possible to the showers.
They stopped by the lockers and pulled out their fresh clothes and towels when Julians phone began ringing. “Call them back.” Monty kissed Julian from behind as he continued to rub his body.
“It’s my doctor.” Julian looked at the screen.
“He’ll leave a voicemail.” Monty pulled Julian away as they locked the lockers and walked to the open shower stall.
Their bodies practically melted together as the cool water from the shower doused them. Steam filled the stall as Julian was pressed against the wall, the tile cold against his back. Monty grinded into him as his hand slipped down Julians spine and parted his swollen cheeks to find his puffy hole. Still full of that morning’s load. “Fuck that feels good.” Julian moaned into Monty’s mouth as he began to finger him.
“You feel so good.” Monty huffed. Julian began to stroke Monty’s fat cock. They bounced back and forth between the walls of the stall as they squeezed each other, traced each inch of each other. Then Julian slipped down Monty’s body to crouch and take his length in his mouth.
“Guk, guk, guk!” Julian coughed as he began to fuck his mouth on Monty.
“Just like that baby, just like that.” He repeated himself as he leaned against the wall, hands behind his head. He thrust to meet Julians nose as he felt himself grow close to orgasm. His cock began to swell as he started to thrust deeper and deeper. He grabbed the back of Julian’s head as he forced himself all the way in to let Julian have his first load.
Julian savored the taste of it. Sweet and creamy with a bit of that salty vinegar taste he’d grown to love. Julian traced his tongue around Monty’s balls as he kept drinking the cum. Monty pulled him up and gave him a deep kiss before turning him around and pushing his against the tile. “I’ve got one load left bitch.” He pushed inside.
With little preparation and the soreness from that morning still there, Julian yipped at the pain. Then he quickly adapted and rocked his hips back against Monty as he slammed into him. The stall filled with the sound of their skin slapping against each other and the water splashing everywhere.
“OH FUCK!” Julian cried as he had an orgasm. Shocking his body. One of the pluses of the serum was that his orgasms were DIVINE now. They pulsed through his entire body and he could (and would) have several each session now. Monty kept hammering away. Hitting his new hole that was now fully stimulated. “Ugh, harder please daddy. Harder.” Julian begged.
“Fuck bitch, you’re so smooth and tight. Fuck I love this pussy.” Monty groaned as his cock pushed deeper and deeper. He could feel the rim of his head slide across Julian’s insides and it felt like a silk cock-sleeve with every thrust. His body shuddered and shivered from the pleasure as he tried to hold his second load back. Not wanting to cum just yet. He smacked Julians ass and picked up his pace as he pummeled his boyfriend’s pussy.
“Oh god…” Julian’s head rolled under the showerhead as Monty began to slow his strokes and hit them deep as well as hard.
“Yeah you like that bitch?” He asked.
“Yes Monty. He moaned.
“You my little cock slut? Huh? You want my load?” Monty dirty talked, calling Julian another name under his breath.
“Oh yes. Yes I do.” Julian cooed as another orgasm rocked his body and he felt his new hole secrete juices, coating Monty’s cock.
“Oh fuck yeah.” Monty commented at the new, wetter, sensation. “You want my load, huh? Is this my pussy?”
“Yes.” Julian shook as his came, a stream of pearled liquid shot out of his head and splattered on the tile.
“Yes what slut?” Monty grabbed Julians neck and squeezed lightly as he pulled him back to meet his lips. Monty felt himself swell, his dick throbbing in anticipation.
“Yes daddy.” Julian groaned. Monty tasted the words as he slammed into him one more time, letting his load paint Julian’s insides. He bent over as he pumped into Julian.
“Fuck.” They both groaned as they felt the climax subside.
“I’ll get your back, turn around.” Julian panted with a laugh.
“I already got yours.” Monty smirked as he turned around, Julian slapped his ass.
When they were done, they got dressed and Julian saw he had four missed calls and one voicemail from Dr. Holt’s clinic, he put the phone to his ear and played the message.
“Julian, it’s Dr. Holt. You need to get to the clinic as soon as possible. Call us when you’re on your way.” There was an urgency and steeliness to his voice that froze Julian’s blood in his veins. He went pale.
“What’s wrong babe?” Monty asked.
“Shit.” Julian grabbed his stomach. There was only one reason he’d receive a message like that from Dr. Holt.
Riley sat next to Julian, he’d rushed out of the gym without even speaking to Monty, too freaked out to do so. Monty was blowing up his phone so he turned it off.
Julian had broken out in a cold sweat.
“Are you sure you’re okay with…” Dr. Holt motioned to Riley.
“Oh, I know all about the medical mishap and the new butt pussy Julian has.” Riley tried to keep it light, sitting cross legged in the seat.
“Riley,” Julian said shortly.
“Okay then.” Dr. Holt nodded. “As I was saying, there are options. You’re early on. We didn’t even detect it on the sonogram this week. So it’ll be an easy procedure. But I’d like to remind you this has never happened before so we don’t know what could happen after.”
“How far along am I do you think?”
“Probably a month or so. Like I said, we didn’t even catch it on the sonogram. It was the blood test that tipped us off.”
“I took a pregnancy test and it said I was negative. I’ve been taking the pills.” Julian tried to reason. He was on auto pilot with no idea on where to land or even where to fly to. Concern? Anger? Should he laugh?
“Pregnancy tests aren’t always accurate and considering the…well… the way this came to be, I highly doubt any other test but a blood test would be able to detect and confirm a pregnancy in this situation.” Adrian locked his fingers in front of him on the desk.
“So obviously he has a choice in the matter, but what happens if he keeps it?” Riley asked. Julian just let the question get asked.
“Well, he had developed a uterus, so if it’s viable, he’ll carry to term then give birth.”
“Will I shit the baby out?” Julian asked, his voice as far as his thoughts.
“Erm – no, you’ve developed a canal and for all intents and purposes, a vagina like orifice. The fetus will descend and be delivered – well actually the baby would be delivered rectally unless we performed a c-section. Which would be more difficult considering where the uterus has developed.” Dr. Holt explained.
“Shit.” Riley and Julian both sighed.
“So what do you want to do?” Riley reached over and took Julian’s hand softly.
“I have no fucking clue.”
“Will you be telling the father?” Adrian asked.
“Yeah, are you gonna tell Monty?”
“I have no fucking clue.” Julian echoed.
He was still on autopilot.
He wanted to be a father, someday. Not now and not like this. What would Monty even say? Would he believe him? What about his parents? His friends? How would he explain this to anyone?
“Ha!” A laugh escaped his lips. “Ha! Ha!” A few more.
He was still on autopilot and the destination had been decided.
Mental breakdown.
He laughed for what felt like an hour. He laughed so hard his stomach hurt. Adrian and Riley looked at him like he was a madman.
“How,” Julian wiped a tear away as he came down from his laughing fit. “how long do I have to decide?” He asked.
“The sooner the better, but considering how far along you are I’d make the decision within the next two weeks.” Adrian slid a pamphlet on abortion towards Julian.
He took it, “You love a pamphlet.” Julian took yet another one from him.
“They’re fun. Informative.” Adrian smiled lightly.
“Well mama, looks like you’ve got some thinking to do.” Riley slapped Julians knee.
“I’m gonna cut his dick off.” Julian thought about Monty. That sexy slab of beef that knocked him up out of wedlock. “My kid’s gonna be a bastard.” Julian said out loud.
“If you keep it.” Riley tilted his head.
“If I keep it.” Julian nodded.
Still on autopilot, he stood and left without a word. He walked out into the parking lot, Riley behind him. Once he got to his car Julian looked to the shiny, blue sky.
“Ahhhhhh!” He screamed.
Julian sat in his room and stared at himself in the mirror. Shirtless. That’s when he noticed. His chest was more round. Defined from the working out, but round and plump. A mixture of his fat and some muscle that had been accentuated by the mammary glands that had now developed beneath it. His hips had widened, Dr. Holt told him it was due to the pelvis preparing for birth, and his ass had filled out. Raised.
Then there was his stomach. Slimmer than it had been but if he pressed right near his belly button he could feel it. Somehow he could feel how different it already felt. Like a little bubble there, housing a fetus.
Some women would kill for this. Some men even would and here Julian was debating whether or not to have a kid.
He looked in the mirror and imagined in his arms a kid and behind him Monty. They were a bit older and in front of them was an older child maybe eight or nine. The one in his arms three or four. A nuclear family. Well…sort of. Monty smiled and bent down to kiss Julians cheek and he felt a stir flutter in him. His heart beat a touch faster, his skin prickled and his body settled.
Julian grabbed his phone and made a call. He picked up almost immediately.
“Babe, what’s going on. Are you okay? You left – I didn’t know where you went. I was worried.” Monty rushed through his sentences and they devolved into an unintelligible mess.
“Monty,” Julian cut him off. “I’m fine. You need to come over. We need to talk.”
“I’ll be there in ten.” He hung up and Julian could practically hear his tires screech from across town.
Julian had made a decision.
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