This story is a work of fiction. Any names referenced in its writing that bear resemblance to actual people is purely coincidental. I only hope that more is written about male pregnancy/transgender pregnancy. Thank You and Enjoy.
Forbidden – Chapter 04
Tommy's father looks into his sons eyes with a combined look of lust and confusion, but no disgust at the realization his son had just fucked him. Paul just sat there in his bed for what seemed like an eternity, letting what just happened sink into his brain. His deep gaze met the freshly-fucked satisfied face of Tommy, baby batter still leaking from his asshole. It's Paul who utters the first words, "That....That was wrong Tommy!! We're father and son, WE'RE NOT SUPPOSED TO HAVE SEX!!!!" Tommy, still smiling at his father responds, "Tell your dick that, father." Looking down at his still semi-hard cock, Paul realizes that it's not getting any softer, quite the contrary, it's starting to get harder at the sight of a beautiful ass leaking his cum out of it. Tommy rises up on the bed, and turns around, his face very close to his father's. "I hear you at night.’OHH PLEASE!!!' you cry out, begging for release from your lover, your monster dying to be touched by someone." Tommy starts to kiss the neck of his still stunned father, trying to coax a reaction out of him.
Tommy feels the veins of his father's neck under his tongue, pulsing with blood that's working harder to ensure Paul's cock reaches full mast. Tommy reaches down with his hands, and takes his father's cock in his hands, reveling at its power. Carefully, he starts to jack his father's still lubricated dick, coaxing a moan from his father's lips. "Tommy...we can't...it's not right...we can't be doing this." Paul pleads with his son. Tommy, still slowly jacking the dick in his hand, stops kissing his father's neck, and moves up to his ears, and whispers, "the snake between your legs disagrees with you", and quickly bites the bottom of his ear lobe, eliciting another moan from his father. Smiling, Tommy can feel the blood quicken, his father on the edge of cumming in his hand. Whispering in his father's ear again, "I know you're close. You'd love to get inside my asshole again wouldn't you? I'd like you to be there to, but I just don't know. My ass is still gaping after being in there the first time; I don't really know if my poor asshole could take all of you." At that very moment, "AHHHHH!!!!!" Paul screamed out, pumping his cum into his son's hand, and all over the bedspread.
After the stream of cum stops, Tommy brings his hands up to his mouth for a taste. "Mmmm, very tasty daddy. Not as much as you pumped in my ass, but still impressive none-the-less." Paul, in a post-orgasmic daze, stares in awe as his own son licks cum from his hands. "Salty, but very high in protein. Did you know it's possible to live on cum alone?" Paul's semi-hard dick twitches as soon as the fact hit's his ears, and his son licks his lips. Smiling, Tommy gets off the bed. "I think I need a shower, you drenched me with all your cum. Although I might need some help to get it all out of my ass."
Watching his son walk out of the bedroom, Paul remains just a dumbstruck as he was when he first saw his own cum leaking out of Tommy's ass. As he hears the water in the shower start up, a storm breaks out inside him, part of him desperately wanting to walk into that shower and fuck the living hell out of the person in it. Deep inside, another voice tells him that the person in the shower is his son, the same person who he raised for the past few years; the same person who he read stories to at night, and turned on his nightlight afterwards because he was afraid of the dark. Almost as quick as it had started, the storm ended, the result being the decision that he was better than this; he was not going to let his libido control his actions. With purpose, he got out of the cum-soaked bed, and made his way to the shower.
The bathroom already had a haze of steam about it. He saw the silhouette of his son, washing cum of his body. Paul pulls back the curtain, revealing his son's ass. In the split second it took him to get a good view of his son's ass, Paul realized then who he was dreaming about, even though he should have before. "I'm glad you decided to join me daddy." Tommy replies, seeing his father ready to join him. Whatever intentions Paul had walking into the bathroom dissolved at the sight in front of him. Turning around again, Tommy asks his father, "Do you mind doing my back?" Taking the sponge from his son, Paul closes the curtain, and lather's up his son's back, ensuring any extra cum will be washed away. Paul slowly moves lower and washes Tommy's ass, taking special care with it, as if it was a real pussy that could produce children. Tommy can feel his father's dick poking him in the lower back, trying desperately to find somewhere to go.
Still facing the shower stall, Tommy leans his head back on his father's chest, "You know, soap is a good lubricant", with a special wink. In what seemed like seconds, Tommy felt his father pushing his soaped-up dick up inside him. Tommy grunts, his ass still not used to feeling the monster inside him. "Ahh, go slow, you're still bigger than any porn star known to man." Paul grunts, and goes a little more slowly pushing his cock up inside of Tommy's insides. Inch by inch, Paul slowly lets his cock stretch and fill his son's asshole. Paul keeps going until he hits a wall with just a few inches left, "That's it. That's all I can take right now daddy. We'll have to stretch me out to make room in there for all of you."
Slowly, Paul pulls out of his son, and slowly sinks back into him, being careful not to breach that wall of tissue inside his son. As he gets a rhythm going, he becomes aware of more than the tight flesh around his dick. The moans of his son can be heard over the water coming out of the shower faucet. Paul can feel his son's testicles rubbing on his dick as he pumps his son's asshole. After a bit, Paul stops his thrusting, his legs threatening to give out from thrusting into Tommy's standing form. "Tired Daddy? This should help" Tommy says as he bends over, putting his ass on display for his father to fuck to his heart's content. Seeing his lover so ready to allow him access, Paul goes back to pumping his son's asshole, still careful not to tear the flesh deep inside. As Paul fucks Tommy's ass, he feels a familiar churning inside his balls. He picks up the pace, desperate to pump his load into the tight-flesh prison his dick is trapped in. Feeling his father's balls slap his own with increasing frequency, Tommy coaxes a good load out of his father. "I know you're close daddy, you're fucking me with so much power. Do you like it, feeling my hot flesh around your monster? It's a shame you can't go all the way in me yet. Is that what you want daddy? Do you want to be able to sink into me poor, defenseless asshole balls-deep?" Paul, always being one for dirty talk, pounds his son's ass with reckless abandon, desperate for release. Unable to control himself, Tommy feels his own balls tighten up, his dick ready to pump its own load onto the shower stall. "It's a shame this isn't a real pussy, then you could knock me up like a real woman daddy. Would you like to knock up your owN SOONNNN!!!!!!" the last words being lost in a haze of moans and screams. "AAAAHHHHHHH!!!!!!!" Paul cries out, unable to hold it in as his cock fills his son's asshole with a load of cum. "OHH GOODDDD!!! FUCK ME YOU GODAMN STUD!!!" Tommy screams out, his own orgasm hitting as he feels the boiling, hot cum erupt from his father deep inside his own body. Tommy's orgasm makes his asshole tighten, preventing Paul from thrusting anymore. All he can do is moan, and squeeze his son's ass as his dick continues to pumps his ass full of baby-batter.
Slowly, Paul's dick starts to soften, and his cum leaks from Tommy's poor, almost abused asshole. Feeling the cum slowly escaping from his ass onto the shower floor, Tommy can't help but wonder, why they didn't do this before now?
To Be Continued.