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Experimental: 34 Weeks, Part 2

Once they got home, Yazan immediately changed out of his clothes and got into some more comfortable attire. He was dreading the day it would happen, but Yazan finally bit the bullet and put on a bra to try and soak up the leakage. He looked at himself in the mirror and sighed.

“This is beyond insane. Isn’t that right, babies?” He rubbed his belly and felt them react fairly strongly. “Yeah, that’s right.”

He waddled out into the living room where Randy was wiping down the benches. Randy looked up and saw Yazan in a white bra and small green shorts.

“Wow…” Randy’s jaw dropped. “You really are knocked up!”

“Thanks, Randy, I feel it too.” Yazan slowly moved towards the sofa and sat down. He sighed as he lifted his legs to lay on his side on the sofa.

“Hey, I didn’t mean it like that, Yaz! You’re looking… glowing! You’re bringing new life to this world - isn’t that amazing?”

“It would be if I didn’t look so fucking disgusting doing it!”

Randy walked towards the sofa where Yazan started to cry. “Hey, stop that! You are perfectly fine.” Randy grabbed some tissues nearby so Yazan could dab away the tears. “This is all a crazy experience, I get that, but you are so strong. You’re doing what no other man has done before, four times over!”

Yazan chuckled, realising he said the same thing to Mike.

“So, just breathe and relax. We don’t want the babies to worry, because that will be more uncomfortable, alright?”

“Alright, Randy…” Yazan smiled briefly at Randy to try and put him at ease. They looked at each other with a sense of calm.

“I think…” Randy started saying but then stopped himself.

“What? Is everything alright, Randy?”

“I just… ah, fuck it!” Randy turned and kissed Yazan on the lips. At first, Yazan’s eyes bulged at the sudden move by Randy but slowly moaned as their tongues touched.

Randy moved back and looked at the glossy-eyed Yazan. “Wow…” Yazan replied.

Randy immediately leapt back towards Yazan and they kissed more aggressively. Yazan started pulling off Randy’s shirt, exposing his tight 6-pack abs and thick pecs. Randy started pulling off Yazan’s bra, letting his newly-formed breasts hang loose.

Yazan looked down and groaned in disgust, but Randy saw the opportunity. He moved down towards one of Yazan’s nipples and started sucking it. Yazan felt some pressure build up around his chest, but then felt a wave of pleasure as Randy continued sucking and getting more colostrum out of his breast.

“Please…” Yazan gasped. “So… good!”

Randy looked up and saw Yazan’s eyes roll with pleasure as he moved across to the other nipple and started sucking. Yazan moaned even more as the pressure gave way to pleasure, with Randy also moaning as he swallowed the colostrum.

“You’re a good man, Randy! Thank you..” Yazan moaned.

“Who said I was done milking you?” Randy said with a devilish grin. At that moment, Randy moved his way down Yazan’s body, pecking at Yazan’s sensitive belly button. Yazan could feel his dick getting hard from Randy’s touch and kisses, and was rock hard by the time Randy started pulling down Yazan’s shorts. Yazan moaned as he moved his butt upwards to allow Randy to pull the shorts completely off, with Yazan’s dick slapping the base of his belly. His babies kicked the prostate in response, causing Yazan to moan even more as he felt precum leaking out of him.

“You’re so hot, Yaz!” Randy spat on the tip of Yazan’s dick and in one quick movement swallowed Yazan’s dick. Yazan moaned louder as Randy got to work on his dick. He couldn’t actually see what Randy was doing, with the babies in the way, but Yazan felt a surreal vibration permeate across his whole body. He felt himself developing a hot flush rapidly, moaning each time Randy sucked all the way down to the base of his dick. Yazan started tugging at his breasts that were leaking profusely. He started feeling overwhelmed with all the sensations, and felt it come to a climax as he came. He had not been able to jack off in months, as he struggled to reach his dick, so he had quite a lot of pent-up cum, which Randy swallowed completely.

As they caught their breaths, Randy moved back up towards Yazan and slowly kissed him on the neck and cheek. “That was hot, Yaz.”

“I see…”

“What?”

“Of course you weren’t going to find a girl.”

“I guess I was just waiting for the right moment… and you becoming a woman was the moment!” Yazan laughed and lightly slapped Randy on the shoulder. They laid down next to each other on the sofa as they hugged and continued kissing.

After a while, Yazan whispered to Randy, “I want you to fuck me.”

“Really?”

“Yes” Yazan raspily replied. Randy felt a wave of pleasure build as he moaned and kissed Yazan more intensely. He helped Yazan stand up from the sofa. Yazan led the way to the bedroom, with Randy holding onto Yazan’s waist and slowly kissing Yazan’s shoulders and neck.

Once in the bedroom, Yazan turned around and started trying to kneel.

“Yaz, what are you doing?” Randy chuckled.

“I… want to return the favour.” Yaz groaned.

“Yaz… babe, don’t worry. Let me look after you.” Randy helped Yazan get back up on his feet and pecked Yazan on the cheek. “We can try that again once these four are out of here. Instead, I want to fuck you.”

“Yes, Randy!” Yazan moaned sensually as he slowly got onto the bed. Randy let Yazan find a position most comfortable for him, which seemed to be on his hands and knees. Yazan let the belly graze the bed and his breasts droop downwards, dripping liquid. “Ready…”

Randy felt a fire light up in him as he started slowly licking and kissing Yazan’s ass and hole. He noticed that it had an unusually strong taste, almost akin to…

“Were you preparing yourself, Yaz?”

“No, I can’t reach my asshole, so I can’t douche. Why?”

“Because.. Your ass tastes like pussy.”

“Ohhh…” Yazan groaned as he realised what was happening. He felt himself become more flustered and aroused as Randy kept flicking his tongue deeper into his ass. Should he instead call it a manpussy? Regardless, it became clear to Yazan that his asshole was preparing to push the babies out of him, and it caused all his nerve endings to become as sensitive as a woman’s. It made every single sensation increase tenfold with every kiss, suck and lick from Randy. He shivered in anticipation.

“Please, Randy…. Fuck me!” Yazan moaned.

“You sure you’re ready, babe?”

“Yes!!!”

Randy pulled down his pants to reveal his rock hard 10-inch dick. Yazan looked briefly behind and saw Randy’s fiery eyes stare intensely at his ass. He saw him spit into his hand and rubbed it over his dick. “Alright, Yaz…”

Randy slowly pushed his dick into the entrance of Yazan’s asshole and moaned at how tight yet plushy it felt. Yazan moaned incredibly loudly at the new filling sensation, as he felt Randy’s long and thick dick slide deeper into his ass.

It truly feels like a pussy, Randy thought as he picked up the pace and pushed his whole dick into the hole. It slid so easily in and out, with their symphony of moans and groans becoming one. They felt like two horny teenagers going at it for the first time, not caring at all whether the neighbours could hear. They wanted the world to know that Randy was fucking Yazan and that his manpussy was making it so much better.

Randy leant down to rest on top of Yazan’s back while pummeling in and out of his ass. Yazan continually moaned as he felt the dick push higher in his ass.

“Babe, I’m going to cum.” Yazan screamed.

“Cum for me, babe!” Randy groaned.

Yazan moaned in a higher pitch as he came all over the bed under him and also felt his breasts leak even more colostrum out. He continued to moan as Randy kept going, pushing as deep as he could into Yazan’s ass.

Randy started moaning higher, “Babe, it’s my turn to cum!”

“Oh yeah? Breed me, Randy!”

And with a loud scream, Randy pushed as much of his seed into Yazan’s ass as he could. Yazan sighed as he felt the seed push deep into his manpussy. He couldn’t believe how intense, yet amazing it was.

As they both laid down on the bed, staring deeply into each other's eyes, Yazan whispered, “I feel like I could go again, Randy…”

“Really?!”

***

Mike was sitting in his office looking through the last couple of results from Yazan’s blood and urine tests. He noticed Yazan constantly complaining about headaches in the written observations from Anna and Randy, and the babies were starting to slow down in their movements. At first, he assumed it was just because they were running out of room, and that labour was imminent. However, on closer inspection of the results, he saw a downward trend of oestrogen and progesterone, and an increase in testosterone within Yazan’s blood.

“No… it can’t be.”

Yazan’s body was starting to reject the pregnancy.

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Experimental: Delivery, Part 1

The following days were a whirlwind for Yazan and Randy, as they discovered this new phase of their relationship. They both know it will be a bit surprising to everyone back at the hospital when they return with both four babies and a newfound love for each other. At the same time, you can’t always stop what the heart (or dick) wants!

Yazan and Randy tried to enjoy as much as they could in these final weeks, including a trip to the beach. Yazan gave up on finding shirts that would fit, so he arrived at the beach wearing a large bra and board shorts. Randy said it might have been easier for him to shave his beard, to at least appear more feminine while in a public space, but Yazan didn’t have the energy to worry about shaving, especially as he had always maintained a beard for as long as he started growing facial hair. Randy didn’t bother arguing, so they went down south towards Royal National Park and wandered along a more secluded beach, knowing there wouldn’t be as many people around.

Yazan and Randy talked about all sorts of things, including names for the babies, Yazan’s massive breasts, preparing bottles of colostrum and eventually milk, buying the things needed for a nursery, and eventually birth.

“So, we definitely know your ass is malleable, but we still don’t know if it could sustain birthing all four babies.” Randy said.

“I know, I just… I’m scared.” Yazan sighed and looked away.

“Hey, Yaz, look at me.” Randy replied as he grabbed Yazan’s shoulder and moved towards him. “You’re going to be okay. I’m here, we’ve got support from the researchers here, we’re all going to make sure you and the babies are safe. Alright?”

“Alright. I just -”

“Nope, you’re going to be okay!”

“Ugh, here you were bursting into tears weeks ago and now here I am like a blubbering mess.”

“You at least have hormones to explain away your blubber. I don’t!” Randy replied, and they both laughed.

***

At around 36 weeks, they both agreed that Yazan stays at the apartment and only leaves to go across to the lab as needed for the now daily scans. Yazan wasn’t too sure why it needed to move to daily ultrasounds, but it was Mike’s strong recommendation to do so. As far as Randy and Yazan were concerned, and going off the ultrasounds, the babies were all developing nice, healthy and strong. It gave Yazan time to slow down and appreciate the little moments, like the larger ripples of movement from the babies, as well as being able to work out who is positioned where within the belly. He also noticed his belly had dropped, meaning he could breathe fairly normally for the first time in months. It’s only a matter of time now, he thought.

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It also meant he didn’t need to stress too much about clothing, so he had no hesitations in bringing out some of the shirts and clothes he gave up on long ago to just drape over the top of him. Randy saw Yazan one afternoon standing on the balcony of the apartment, looking out towards the city. Randy walked up from behind and moved his hands as far as he could to the front of the belly, swaying and kissing Yazan on the neck.

Yazan purred as he felt everything coming together nicely. “Isn’t this lovely?”

“What is?” Randy asked.

“Just… everything. The babies are almost here, I’ve got you to help me with the kids, we’re in this beautiful apartment here in Sydney for now, and then we can start a new life together back home.”

“A new life together?”

Yazan turned around and said, “Yeah, I was thinking today -”

“That’s never a good sign!”

“Shush you! I was thinking that I’d probably need an extra set of hands to help look after these four, and since you’ve already helped so much, I’d love it if you could move in with me? I’ve got a spare room if you -”

Randy leaned in and kissed Yazan on the lips. “I’d love that, Yaz. Yes, of course I’ll move in with you!”

Yazan grinned widely at Randy’s response. “I love you, Randy.”

Now it was Randy’s turn to grin widely. “I love you too, Yazan.” Randy turned towards the edge of the balcony and screamed out “I love you, Yazan!!” Yazan laughed and tried to cover Randy’s mouth as Randy mumbled “But I want the world to know, Yaz…” They laughed as they walked back inside the apartment and prepared for dinner.

***

Randy could sense that Yazan was getting more tired as the days went on, to the point where he recommended Yazan just stayed in bed to avoid putting his body under extreme pressure. Yazan, being the stubborn person he is, didn’t take too lightly to being told to do nothing, so had no hesitation in wandering around the apartment, lightly bobbing his belly. Of course, after a couple of minutes, he would feel puffed out and have no choice but to sit down.

“See, I told you! Go, you’re on bed rest now.”

“What?! You can’t order me to rest.”

“I can! Remember who signed your medical clearance?”

“Fine…” Yazan groaned loudly as he tried to stand up and slowly walk back towards bed. He took off his shirt and pants, and grabbed extra pillows to have behind his back as he sat up in bed on “bed rest”.

“Okay, babe, I’m going to go to the lab and grab an ultrasound and tubes so we can do the tests from home. You stay in bed, alright?”

“Yep, okay then. See you soon!”

Randy quickly shut the door and dialled Anna. “Hey, Anna! How’s it going?”

“Yeah, not too bad. Coincidentally, I’m just having a look at Yazan’s most recent blood results. They seem okay…”

“You don’t sound confident?”

“Are you on your way to the lab?"

“Yeah, I’ve put Yazan on bed rest, so I was thinking of borrowing a mobile ultrasound and doing the scan from the apartment.”

“Okay, we’ll talk more when you’re here.”

“Rightio, chat soon!”

Randy speed-walked towards the bus stop to get to the lab. Once there, he saw Anna out the front with Mike talking.

“Hey there, guys! Is everything alright?” He saw Anna and Mike look towards Randy with a serious look on their faces. “Guys? What’s wrong?”

“Let’s talk inside.” Mike said with a hint of worry.

As they got into Mike’s office, Mike immediately said, “Right, so the most recent blood results seem to show a spiked level of testosterone in Yazan’s system. We’re not too sure where it’s coming from, but we’re worried this is the beginning of Yazan’s body rejecting the pregnancy.”

Randy gulped as he processed the news. “Okay, so what do we do? Do we book him in for an emergency c-section? He’s on bed rest now as he’s too tired to move around the apartment.”

“Too tired? Anna, I think we need to see Yazan.”

“No, Yazan doesn’t want -”

Anna interjected, “I know Yazan doesn’t want Mike there,” and briefly mouthed sorry to Mike, “but we’re worried that if the body rejects the pregnancy without us being able to get labour underway, there’s a real chance the babies will die as the body pumps T-cells all over.” Randy looked down in worry. “We’re here to help you, Yazan and the babies, okay? So can we come over and have a look?”

“Okay… but I bet you Yazan will not be impressed!”

“I guess I’ll have to practise my best bedside manner then, right?”

***

After two hours in bed, Yazan already hated doing nothing. He never was the kind of person to sit around and wait, so he did what he thought would be vaguely useful: he decided to go and clean the apartment. He saw Randy picking up so much of the slack around the apartment because of his immobility, so he thought he’d do something nice and clean the place room by room. So, with a bit of effort, he slowly moved himself out of bed, slipped on a bra and some shorts and got to work.

He grabbed a broom from a cupboard and started sweeping around the main living room. He thought it was a fairly simple task to do, especially as he could lean on the broom and rest as needed. I’ll just start with the sweeping and go from there, Yazan thought.

After about 15 minutes of sweeping across the entire apartment, he started to feel a different kind of pressure building up in his back. He groaned as he rubbed his lower back to try and dissipate the pressure, but noticed it wasn’t disappearing.

“Hmm” he groaned. “Maybe I’ll go and sit down.” As he went to go and sit, he suddenly felt a searing pain spread across his back and abs. He gasped in shock at how intense the jabbing pain felt. “That’s insane! No, this can’t be it… No, no, no, no, no!”

He can’t be in labour now. He eventually sat down on the sofa and calmed down the babies as they kicked up a fuss. “Shh, it’s okay kids. Daddy’s here. Seems like you’ll be here sooner than expected, huh?”

About 20 seconds later, he felt what he could only describe as a water balloon bursting inside him, followed by a small trickle of liquid coming out of his ass. “Fuck!!! This can’t be happening now!!”

His waters have broken. These kids want out now!

He groaned as he tried to stand back up, but struggled with the pain across his hips and lower back. He could feel the babies push further down towards his ass, confirming that his manpussy really was going to be where the kids were coming out.

After two more intense contractions, Randy walked into the apartment. Anna and Mike stayed outside to wait for Randy to invite them in. Randy looked down in shock as he saw Yazan kneeling on the floor, rubbing his belly aggressively and sweating all over his body. He also saw a small puddle of liquid near his ass. Yazan looked up and smiled briefly at Randy before groaning in pain.

“Yaz, what the fuck are you doing? You’re meant to be in bed!”

“Argh, you know I can’t sit still! I just wanted to - ARGH!” Yazan screamed as he felt an intense contraction rip through his body.

“Babe, how long have you had these contractions?”

“I don’t know, but they’re getting stronger!” Yazan groaned.

“Anna! Mike! In here - now!”

“Wait, what…” Yazan turned and groaned as he saw Anna and Mike walk into the apartment and look down at the scene. Mike’s jaw dropped as he saw Yazan’s extremely bloated belly.

“I really should’ve brought him in for a planned c-section last week. Shit!” Mike said quietly to Anna.

“Well, he’s in labour now, so we need to help, Mike!” Anna replied sternly. Randy looked at Anna, slightly pleased that she’s standing her ground. Anna kneeled down to Yazan, “Hey Yazan, I’m Anna, one of the research assistants. We’re going to take you to RPA now. We’ll call one of our other assistants to prepare a private room. For now, just breathe, and once this contraction is done we’ll get you to stand up. Okay?”

Yazan nodded as he struggled to breathe through a new contraction. Randy looked incredibly concerned as he saw Yazan holding his breath.

“Yaz, you need to breathe through the contractions. Like this..” Randy tried to help Yazan slowly breathe as the contraction slowly died down.

“Ahh, that was a rough one, Randy!” Yazan lightly chuckled. Randy didn’t find it humorous as it looked like Yazan was about to pass out from the pain.

“Alright, we’re going to help you stand up now, Yazan, okay?” Anna put on her best doctor’s voice. Randy looked up and smiled at Anna as she took the lead. “Mike, can you help Randy lift Yazan?”

Mike quickly scrambled across to Yazan, as he and Randy helped bring Yazan to his feet. Yazan groaned loudly as he felt the babies dig further into his hips.

“This hurts so fucking badly, Mike. Fuck you!”

Randy mumbled to Mike as Yazan moaned, “What’s that phrase, you’re in the shitter?” Mike glared back at Randy, while Randy smirked back at him.

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