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It was a terrible day.
"Over here, Miles!"
Miles Madison followed the Photographer's instructions. It was a perfect day at Boyfun Beach, the private stretch of white sand on the shore that ran alongside Lollipop Studios. Everywhere he looked, there was activity. Cody and Caleb were dating the same man, fighting over which of them would get his next load. Rick Martinez had been buried in the sand with his hard cock out in the open, the bulge clearly evident in his boyfriend Kieran's stomach as the six year old rode up and down on all thirteen inches. Bodhi Duke was teaching his little brother Dean how to surf - or at least trying, because the seven year old kept getting distracted by Bodhi's massive cock. Toru was at the ice cream stand, holding his sundae out to the naked college student as he jerked his cock furiously to give his dessert the perfect topping.
He felt an insistent kick in his belly and rubbed it. His cocklet was rock hard in a swimming jock. It was part of the newest range, with straps so thin they were barely visible, and a pouch so small it barely contained even his tiny package. It was bright pink for now, but as soon as he hit the water it'd change to a rainbow print.
His mind began to drift, momentarily distracted by the sight of Max Steel walking across the sand, his massive cock bulging in his speedo as his boyfriend Cooper skipped along beside him. After all, what sort of boy wouldn't get distracted by a sight like that? He kicked his lips hungrily. Sure, he'd tasted his cum, but he was just about the only boy on the beach who hadn't the porn star's monster cock rearranging his insides, or even had it balls deep down his throat!
He was snapped out of his daydreams by the sight of the photographer waving his hard cock around. It was a nice cock - a solid eight inches, thick, cut, with piercings running down the entire length - and Miles longed to feel them against his tongue.
"Think we need some cum here?" asked Daddy Tom. "We got plenty without it."
Miles nodded eagerly.
"MInd if I do the honours? I've always wanted to give this little guy a facial."
"Go ahead."
Miles giggled as he sank to his knees, the sexy photographer approaching. He was in his twenties, covered in tattoos and piercings, and Miles made sure to remember to ask Daddy Tom to arrange a playdate, or even hire him full-time. The photographer jerked his cock, and Miles could tell just from the smell it'd be delicious. He opened wide eagerly, tongue out as the man grunted, shooting his baby batter all over the boy's face. He felt some across the bridge of his nose, dripping down his cupid's bow, even pasting one eye shut. It was thick and delicious - sweet, just like he preferred it. He shut his mouth and swallowed what he could. He winked at the photographer as he took the head of his cock into his mouth, licking it clean. He deepthroated for a moment, enjoying the senation of the studs against the inside of his throat, then pulled away.
Miles moaned in appreciation and fought the urge to lick his lips, because he knew what came next. The part every boy hated.
The fixing spray.
Every boy at Lollipop Studios loved the taste of cum, which was a problem if they needed photographs of any facials. That's where the fixing spray came in. Not only did the spray keep a load looking fresh for hours, it tasted disgusting, like hair spray. This prevented the boys from licking it off, which was good for something Daddy Tom called continuity.
Still, he was a professional. He licked his lips, smiling as if it was the most delicious load on the planet. As if he'd gone on set of the latest Avengers movie and been gangbanged.
Again.
Still, the fixing spray wasn't the worst thing about the last few months. It wasn't even the worst thing about today.
Being pregnant sucked.
Yes, he loved the attention he got. He loved the gifts and special treatment. What he hated was the aching. The nausea. That hellish three weeks where even the thought of cum had turned his stomach.
Most of all, he'd hated that he hadn't had sex in six whole months.
Whenever a boy below ten got pregnant, it was safer to stop having sex, especially if you were surrounded by so many hung men. The last thing anyone at Lollipop wanted to do was hurt one of the boys, and having sex was too risky, both for him and the baby.
He'd begged. He'd screamed. He'd even refused to give Daddy Tom his morning blowjob and been forced to watch as his smirking husband got one from someone else. He'd hit all the apps, gone to all the clubs and even, in a moment of desperation, tried to pay for it. It didn't matter - everyone knew that he couldn't have sex.
He was excited to give birth. In fact, a lot of boys got pregnant over and over again - but right now, he was most excited to finally get his guts rearranged. He was going to bang every man on this beach twice, starting with the hot photographer.
"Umm... Mr Jackson..."
Miles felt the pain almost before he felt the liquid running down his leg. It was mild, at first, but after a few seconds...
"DADDDYYYYYYY!" He screamed. It felt like someone had his womb in a vice, or like trying to push out a watermelon. He tried to focus on his breathing, but his only though was about how tight he was. He hadn't had a single cock in his ass for months, so his pussy must surely be too small to push out an entire baby!
"Ssshhhhh, it's okay," said Daddy Tom, beaming down at him. "I know it hurts baby, but it's just for a little while, okay?"
He blinked away the tears and looked up at his husband. Daddy Tom shot him a reassuring smile and put a hand down to his bulging belly.
"Just think, in a little while you can do all the fun things you missed, and we'll have a brand new Lollipop boy! That's all it is. He wants to come out so much he's trying to fight!"
The pain was intense, but Miles thought he understood. He whimpered as Daddy Tom picked him up and carried him bridal style back to the studios. He glanced around and everyone had stopped what they were doing - well, except for the dilligent lifeguard. And Mawaan, the skinny Pakistani boy currently strapped to his crotch with a sucking mask. Some of the men had disappeared entirely, no doubt to find a way to help in whatever small way they could.
Daddy Tom carried him into the back of a golf cart, holding him tight as Mike leapt into the drivers seat, fully erect as he began to drive them towards the studios. Miles looked around for Mike's boyfriend, Toru, and saw the chubby Japanese boy waving happily as he ate his ice cream.
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Miles kept breathing, doing his best to work through the pain as the hair and make up guys did their thing. The disgusting fixing spray was washed from his face, and some dry shampoo did its job getting his curly blond hair picture perfect. Luckily, there was no need for anything fancy today - maternity shoots like this worked best with as little make up as possible. Even the costume was simple: just a slutty hospital gown and a clean jockstrap.
Daddy Tom looked over him approvingly. Miles' husband's costume was also simple, because he was more or less playing himself: a loving husband eager to meet his new son. Still, the costume was sexy. His greying brown hair and stubble was immaculate. He was dressed in grey slacks and a checked shirt, neither of which did much to conceal the body so many boys around the world had drooled over.
He gasped in pain again as he was carried onto set.
The hospital set was simpler than most sets. It wasn't a sexed up classroom, or a toy store, or a gingerbread house, or a supervillains lair. It looked just like the regular hospital. Not even the wards, which were covered in murals of little boys having sex with cartoon characters. The rooms were a pale blue, and the only decoration that wasn't medical equipment or the bed was a stand filled with leaflets on safe sex, and how boys could avoid getting in danger when looking for a fuck. One in particular stood out: A little boy in a Birthday hat beaming on a couch as a group of hung men surrounded him. "Stay Home, Play Safe!" read the logo. The small print beneath said "Make sure your Daddy knows where you are. Remember, it's always safer to have fun at home when you make a new friend!"
Another showed a boy licking his lips as he held a bowl of broccoli that had been drenched in cum - "Remember to eat your five a day!" read the caption - while another was one that Cooper and Max had posed for advertising Lollipop's new range of sex-enhancing candy. Shot at the candy store set, He was drenched in cum, wearing nothing but a rainbow-coloured jockstrap, Max's cock buried balls deep inside him and bulging his stomach obscenely. Cooper was licking a lollipop covered in cum, and from the look on his face you'd never know about the fixing spray. "Guaranteed to keep him going all night!" read the writing in big friendly letters, while the small print read "See Cooper Cox and Max Steel exclusively at Lollipop.tv!"
There was one new one, though. Toru, probably the best cocksucker of all the boys, shot from the waist up. The boy was topless, showing off his chubby body, and licking his lips. He had a glass of cum in one hand and a sexy cum moustache, no doubt from the big black cock inches from his face. The caption read, simply, "Got Milk?"
Miles screamed again as Daddy Tom helped him onto the bed. All around him was activity, but everyone had a lot of practise in this exact situation. Sylar was the director, all the camera guys and sound guys were already in place, and Doctor Dixon, who juggled porn with being the on-site OBGYN, was poring over the notes. He was a sexy black man in his late twenties, with short curly hair and a swimmer's build. He smiled as he approached Miles.
"Hey, Miles. I know it hurts a lot but everything's going to be okay, alright? I've looked over your notes and both you and your baby are healthy. It's going to hurt a lot, but we're going to help, okay?"
Miles nodded blearily, but even now he couldn't help but wonder how the doctor would look naked. He was a sexy black man with a strong jaw, almond shaped eyes, and dreadlocks tied back into a messy bun. He made a mental note to add him to the list of "Men I want to plow me when all this is over".
"Here's how it's going to go, okay?" aid the OBGYN, rubbing his belly. "You're going to have sex, okay? I know you've been looking forward to that. You're going to get a niiiiice big cock up your ass to help stretch you out. It'll feel different than a normal fuck, and it'll hurt a lot, but I promise it'll help, okay?"
He nodded again. He didn't know how anything could hurt more than this.
"I'm going to be right here, okay? We all are. Just do what I say and you'll be fine." said Doctor Dixon.
He nodded blearily as Sylar called Action. He let out a scream of pain, throwing his head back as Daddy Tom wiped his forehead. He could feel his entire belly clenching, trying to squeeze the baby out of a hole that was way too small. Still, there wasn't a soft cock in the room.
The pain subsided for a moment as the door opened and in walked, of all people, Max Steel. Lollipop's newest star was a beast: It wasn't just his massive cock, it was his towering height, and close to 300 pounds of pure muscle. He was squeezed into a set of surgical scrubs and a lab coat, a stethoscope around his shoulders, and a massive, delicious tent in his crotch as the fabric struggled to contain all eighteen inches of thick meat.
"How are we doing today, Doctor Dixon?" he asked approaching the OBGYN.
"Everything's good, Doctor Steel. Boy and baby are both healthy, but we're having a little problem with dilation."
"Well, I know a lot about dilation," said Max. He put his hands behind his head and thrust his hips salaciously, and the sight had Miles' pussy twitching, even now.
Today was the day. Within a few hours, Miles was going to be impaled on Max' cock - the moment he'd dreamed of ever since he saw the man in action. Ever since he'd officially joined Lollipop he'd watched every seen, talked to every boy he'd fucked, even eaten his cum and sucked on the head of his cock, but today? He was going to take it all.
Max approached the bed, lubing up his fingers. He smiled supportively at the pregnant boy as he reached down, probing at his asshole. There was a sad look from the porn star.
"Sorry, Miles. Looks like you're too tight for me right now," he said, then looked to Tom. "Are you his husband?"
"Yes, I am."
"Well, we're going to need your help here. Your little slut is dangerously tight. If we don't open him up soon, we might need to do a C-Section. We're going to need your cock, stat."
"Alright... well, if it's on the Doctor's orders..." Daddy Tom flexed his muscles, tearing off his shirt as he did, then ripped off his slacks in one quick move.
Daddy Tom was one of the sexiest men on the planet, and Miles wasn't just saying that because they were married. He had a nice foot long cock that was nice and thick, massive balls, closely trimmed pubes, and thick muscle all over his body. He knew when to fuck rough and when to do it lovingly, and he excelled at making every boy he slept with feel like the sexiest little slut on the planet, and seeing that throbbing dick had Miles' pussy twitching. It might not have been as big as Max's, but in his humble opinion Daddy Tom was the sexiest man on the planet.
Then again, he was about to get fucked for the first time in months, it could have been anyone and he'd have the same reaction.
Doctor Dixon hushed him reassuringly as Daddy lubed up his cock with Boybutter brand lube - the official lube of Lollypop Studios. He gasped as he felt cold gel on his belly. Ultrasound? Was that what the OBGYN had called it? Didn't matter, because he immediately felt Daddy's fingers probing his asshole.
It was as tight as it would have been the first time he ever felt a finger in his ass. He winced in pain, but he knew this would hurt. Daddy Tom had asked if he'd wanted a C-section but he'd said no. He may not have lost his virginity to Daddy Tom, but he still knew that contraction sex was something pretty much every top loved. The tightness, the squeezing, as if the bottom's boycunt was milking him. He wanted to give that to his husband.
Besides, a C-section risked scarring. He only had so long before he got too old to be a Lollipop boy - and he knew without a doubt that Daddy Tom would divorce him soon after in exchange for some hot new thing - but he wanted to enjoy them. He'd carved out a niche for himself looking innocent. Virginal, almost, although he sucked dick better than most men three times his age. Nothing ruined the illusion more than a C-section scar, no matter how small it might be.
He moaned in bliss as Daddy Tom hooked his finger, expertly pressing his bitch switch. He wiggled his finger around for a few moments, then added another finger.
"It's important that Daddy does this," explained Doctor Dixon with a bright smile. "We need to make sure your hole is wide enough to push out your little boy!"
With that, Daddy Tom lubed up, placed his cockhead at Miles' asshole, and slid in like he had a thousand times.
The feeling was indescribable. Despite the agony tearing through his body, it was all forgotten, just for a moment, when he finally had a cock in his ass. Daddy Tom's big dick grazing his bitch switch was like slamming his fist on the snooze button in the morning, or the moment he was rewarded with a mouthful of cum after giving a morning blowjob.
And then a new contraction hit.
Miles howled in agony, screwing his eyes tight as it ripped through him. He knew that getting fucked through this would help, and he knew it'd start to feel good, but this hurt more than his first time.
"It's okay Baby!" yelled Daddy Tom, forcing his cock in deeper. He loved maternity shoots - as tight as the boys usually were, a contraction was something different entirely - it was like his partners hole was milking his cock, like fucking a vice made of velvet and butter, and Miles' already amazing pussy was even better than usual. He groaned as he bottomed out, taking a moment to appreciate the feeling, before he lost all control, plowing his husband like a jackhammer. It had been months since he'd been able to give Miles the rough treatment he loved so much, and it had been hell for both of them. Sure, he had plenty of boys to fuck - there wasn't a single Lollipop Boy he hadn't slept with - but it was different with whoever he was married to at the time. Much as he loved the idea of bringing a new son into the world, those few months where he couldn't sleep with his husbands were never fun - after all, there were only a few short years before they got too old for him, and he wanted to make the most of it.
Max and Doctor Dixon were both rock hard, but the latter at least was focused on his job, checking the dilation and moving the ultrasound wand around Miles' bulging belly, giving the cameras their first glance at a brand new Lollipop Boy - and the massive cock deep inside Miles' belly.
Miles switched from screams of pain to those of ecstasy as his husband fucked him. He panted heavily as Daddy Tom's massive cock split him apart, widening his ass. He barely registered Doctor Dixon telling him to push until he felt Daddy Tom squeeze his hand.
He pushed hard as Daddy Tom groaned and pulled his cock out, bringing it to his mouth. He opened wide and began to suck it as he pushed, and pushed and...
Daddy Tom buried his cock down Miles' throat just as he felt the relief. his stomach suddenly felt empty - emptier than it had for months - and the delightful sound of a wailing baby boy filled the room. The relief he felt was like the first fuck with his first taste of cum in the morning - a relaxing, comforting feeling.
"Congratulations!" said Doctor Dixon. "We'll just take your little trooper to get cleaned up before you can meet him properly. Now, we do offer an extra service."
Miles was too lost in the simple pleasure of sucking cock to pay attention to the scene, but they were all professionals. He knew if he had any more lines right now he would have been told - the fact that his co-stars were talking while he had a mouthful of dick meant that all he had to do was focus on that. He did those little swallowing motions Daddy Tom liked so much, shooting him those big, innocent puppy dog eyes.
"What service would that be?"
"Well, we know it's important to make sure everything is still working as it should after birth, so we can offer a deep invasive probe of your little slut," said Doctor Dixon casually. He rubbed Miles' head affectionately, and Miles began to writhe. He knew what invasive probe meant, and when he caught a glimpse of Max he could see the hunk already lubing up his massive, girthy cock.
"Well, I think that sounds best! I want to fuck another baby into Miles here as soon as I can."
Miles moaned highly as he felt a set of unfamiliar digits probing at his asshole. He could identify just about every Lollipop Guy by their fingers, but these were new. He couldn't tell who it was, but he knew.
He groaned again as he felt the unmistakable feeling of a thick, uncut cockhead at his hole. He looked up at Daddy Tom eagerly, seeing his husband's loving, supportive look as Max Steel pressed and pushed, until...
Max groaned, vibrating his throat around his husband's cock as Lollipop's biggest adult star - in several senses of the word - pushed his cock into his pussy. It was thicker than Daddy Tom's, and he appreciated the fact that his husband was willing to give that amazing first post-birth fuck away, just so he didn't need to wait a second longer than necessary to finally get what all his friends had.
Max placed his hands on Miles' hips, pulling him closer, and the boy groaned again as a solid eight inches were shoved deeper into him. Already, this was the best fuck he'd ever had, and Max hadn't even started pounding yet. He may have been in love with Daddy Tom, but everyone had a crush on Max Steel, and there wasn't a boy alive who wouldn't kill to be in his position right now.
"Seems nice and tight," commented Max. "Your husband has a nice pussy..."
Miles groaned at the wonderful compliment as Max slid in deeper and deeper, slowly but surely impaling ihim on his cock. He felt more gel on his belly, then the wand. He caught glimpses of the ultrasound, seeing that boybreaking cock slowly but surely shift through his body, rearranging his organs. He could feel the massive bulge in his belly as inch after delicious inch sank into him. He felt his breathing getting shallow and more laboured as Max bottomed out with a throaty groan, his cock firmly planted between Miles' lungs.
And then, both Max and Daddy Tom started to pound.
Miles would have howled in bliss if he didn't have a mouthful of cock. He'd been getting fucked nearly daily since his fifth birthday, and now he was finally getting the rough treatment he needed. This was his happy place: filled with dick.
Daddy Tom pulled out with a groan, shooting his load all over Miles' face. The new mother kept his mouth open and tongue extended, savouring every drop that splashed across his tongue even as he felt Max's cock force its way up his throat. He focused on breathing through his nose, just like Cooper had told him to - Max was the only guy at Lollipop big enough for a through and through, and he was determined to enjoy it. He shot the camera a happy grin, hoping that all his fans would know that just because he'd just had a baby, that didn't make him any less of a slut.
Max began to pound away, sending waves of agony and bliss through him that had the whole room filled with the sound of his delighted squeals. He could see the shape of Max's cock inside him, feel his closely-trimmed pubes scratching at his ass with every slam of that bitchbreaker into his pussy. Max fucked like he'd been having sex with boys for years, and he knew exactly how to make Miles almost catatonic with pleasure.
Max groaned as he pulled back, with just the tip of his cock in the boy's asshole, and Miles sighed happily as he was filled He felt jet after jet of hot cum splash against his insides, his stomach start to inflate like a water balloon until he started to look pregnant again. He smiled as he caught a glimpse of the ultrasound, seeing that amazing cock pulsing in his pussy. He looked around again and saw all the crew passing a cup around ready for the customary post-shoot snack, the cup already half-full of fresh cum.
He was going to win a porny for this one, he knew it. The "Best birth scene" prize was his.
Max slowly slid his cock through his body as his orgasm slowed, shooting the last few jets into Miles' mouth. He swallowed eagerly and gave the man a cummy smile.
"Great pussy," said Max. "I think we should prescribe daily sessions for the next week, what do you think Doctor Dixon?"
Miles looked over at Doctor Dixon, seeing him openly jerking his cock as he watched.
"Daily sounds great. Now, it's my turn."
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One hour and one fuck later, Miles was washed, in fresh pyjamas, and relaxing in his husband's arms in their bed, drinking a strawberry cumshake, their newborn, Toby, sound asleep in a cot next to the bed.
"Can we have another baby? Pleeeease?" Miles asked. Daddy Tom laughed and kissed his head.
"You know it means no more sex for a while, right? And maybe you won't be able to drink cum for a while..."
The thought made Miles sick for a moment. How could he ever have gone off the taste of man milk? He took a sip from his cup and let out a blissful sigh as Doctor Dixon came in, interrupting their special moment.
"Will you marry Toby one day when I'm too old?"
"Maybe, but that's going to be five whole years!" Daddy Tom laugheded. Miles smiled and relaxed into his arms. "Who knows? Maybe I'll give you a grandkid one day."
Miles tried to figure out what that would make Daddy Tom. His grandkids father and great grandfather? Would he be Toby's dad and father in law? The thought made his mind spin, but he was excited to find out.
He drained the rest of his glass with a blissful sigh, then put the glass on his bedside table, already filled with cards and gifts from all his friends.
"I'm not gonna slow down," he declared sleepily. "I'm gonna... I'm gonna..."
He yawned again and drifted off. Daddy Tom kissed him on the forehead, looked over at his newborn son with a happy smile, then got up, tucking his beloved husband into bed and giving him his favorite teddy bear.
"Sweet dreams, Miles," he smiled, before he left the room. His husband might be getting a well-earned rest, but he had a lot of work to catch up on - work that had his dick twitching.
This was the life.