Chapter 3: Climax
Max and his lovers were still cooing and awe-ing over the baby, when Lana approached them. "Time to cut the cord! Who wants the honors?" she asked.
Toby and Serena looked at each other, then at Max, who smiled warmly at them. "I'm leaving that up to you both to decide, I think I did enough work here." he said teasing.
Toby and Serena nodded, Serena rolling her eyes playfully. Lana handed them the sterilized scissors and a few clamps. Max, with the baby resting on his chest, his giant belly still heaving from the effort of pushing, looked up at them with love.
Toby seeing the sinewy cord hanging from their baby, following the trail down to Max's entrance.
He froze, becoming a little lightheaded. "Uh...I don't think I can do this." He said, staring at the scissors then at the umbilical cord. He had seen videos of birth plenty of times and attended a few of Lana's birthing parties but experiencing it in reality, this close, was a different story. It was all starting to hit him now - his husband just pushed a baby out of his body...and he had two more to go. He looked at the size of their child and felt horrible for putting Max through all of it.
"Max, are you sure you feel okay, babe? I can't believe you just did that...she's such a huge baby...and you got two more to go before you can rest." Toby's voice wavered as he stared at his husband, the love and admiration for him swelling in his chest, as well as guilt for the pain he was enduring.
Max smiled and laughed softly at Toby, "I'm fine, love. It's worth it to see our baby, and I want to do it again. It's incredible, Toby. You should try it sometime." He winked at his husband, trying to lighten the mood.
"Does it still hurt thought?" asked Toby, eyes filled with concern.
Serena, rolled her eyes, took the scissors and clamps from Lana, and interrupted, "I'll do it, Tobe. Go have your sappy love talk." she teased.
"No, I wanna help. I just...gimme a sec." He grabbed Max's hand, and kissed it. "Does it still hurt, babe? Are you in pain? Be honest." he said looking into Max's eyes, searching for any signs of discomfort.
Max smiled back at him, and sighed, his eyes soft and warm, "It hurts a bit, but it's gonna be fine. It was all worth it. Having our baby was the most amazing thing I've ever felt, I know it will be amazing for our other two."
"I don't want it to hurt you though." said Toby stroking Max's hair, still in awe of the miracle he had just witnessed.
"It's a part of the process, love. We knew that going in." Max replied, smiling gently at Toby.
"I know, but I didn't realize it would be like this. It looks really painful." Toby said, his concern genuine.
"I'm tougher than I look." Max teased, flexing his arm to show off the bulging muscles that he kept up with weightlifting.
Toby chuckled, "I know you are, babe. I just wish I could take some of this pain for you. I feel like a useless goof, just standing around while you do all the work."
Max scoffed at him, "I think I was making both of you work real good with those hands and tongues." he said cheekily.
"But that was just fun stuff, it wasn't work." replied Toby.
Max squeezed his husband's hand, "Babe, I would not have been able to get through the pain without that fun stuff. Trust me, you're doing plenty." He kissed Toby's hand, "Just keep your hands occupied for our next two babies, just like you did with this one, and I'll be more than happy."
Toby nodded, smiling, "I can do that. I'll do my best." He leaned down and kissed Max's forehead, then the baby's.
Serena, who had been patiently waiting, stepped forward. "Ok, lovebirds, let's get this done so we can weigh her." She said. "Here, Tobe, just hold the cord steady."
He did as instructed with only mildly trembling hands. Lana and Serena clamped the cord on either end. Serena grabbed the scissors and cut through the ugly, fleshy rope.
Toby winced slightly as the cord was cut, it looked disgusting to him. He watched as Lana took the baby, cleaned her up, and weighed her.
"She's a big one, almost ten pounds!" Lana exclaimed "No wonder she got stuck in there, you're a trooper, Max. Nine pounds, 8.3 ounces, and 21.2 inches long. Good job, boys!" Lana exclaimed with a grin.
Max chuckled, looking down at his still-heaving belly, feeling the weight of his other two heavy babies still inside him, stretching and kicking.
"I bet they have a lot more room in there now!" laughed Lana, still cleaning the baby.
Toby and Serena put their hands on Max's still huge belly, feeling the increase in activity from the babies inside.
Max's belly moved and rippled as the babies shifted and stretched, making room for themselves in the slightly less cramped space. Max moaned softly, a mixture of pleasure and discomfort, as one of the babies pushed hard against his cervix.
"You ok, babe?" Toby asked, concern etched on his face.
Max nodded, "Yeah, just a little uncomfortable. But it feels...good too." He smiled weakly, his eyes half-lidded with pleasure and exhaustion.
Serena, ever the attentive partner, grabbed a nearby bowl of ice chips and fruit and fed some to Max.
"Here, love, this will help cool you down and give you some energy." She said, gently placing a small piece of melon on his tongue. Max smiled at her, his eyes soft with gratitude.
Toby, still holding Max's hand, looked at his husband with concern. "Are you sure you're okay, babe? You seem really tired." He asked, brushing a stray hair away from Max's sweat-beaded forehead.
Max nodded, "Yeah, I'm sore and a little worn out. But I feel good. My body is buzzing with adrenaline and all those endorphins, and the pleasure of feeling my babies move inside me is indescribable. I can't wait to have the next two, I want to feel it all again."
Toby and Serena exchanged a glance, both of them feeling a mix of awe and apprehension at Max's words. They knew he was excited, but they also knew that the next two births would be just as intense, if not more so.
Toby worried, he wanted Max to be well rested before having to go through the ordeal of birthing another huge baby. "Lana, how long does it usually take before labor starts up again for multiples?" Toby asked, his brow furrowed with worry.
Lana, who had finished cleaning up the baby and was now wrapping her in a soft blanket, looked up at Toby. "Well, with my twins, it was about 20 minutes before the other one started popping out, but this is Max's first time, so it's probably gonna be longer. Could be an hour, maybe a little more. Hopefully enough time for a good nap, yeah?" she said handing the swaddled newborn to Toby.
Toby carefully and cautiously held the little bundle that Lana put in his arms, he was terrified of hurting or dropping her.
"Relax," said Max, laughing at his anxious husband. "You're not gonna hurt her just by holding her."
Max reassured Toby, gently touching their sleeping newborn's cheek. "She's stronger than she looks, just like her daddy who made her." Max said cheekily.
Serena, who had been quietly observing them with a smile on her face, cleared her throat. "Babe, you should try to get some rest while you can. The next contractions could start at any moment." She reminded him, gesturing to the comfortable-looking chaise lounge near the pool.
"Yes, said Lana, "Let's get you over there. I'll grab the wheelchair. You ain't walking around anytime soon after pushing that big girl." Lana said, grabbing the wheelchair and positioning it next to the pool.
Toby handed their baby to Serena so he could help lift Max onto the chair. He carried Max in his muscular arms.
Max smiled, "Mmmm, I feel like I'm on the cover of a romance novel, with my big hero carrying me in his arms." Serena and Lana both chuckled at that, while Toby grinned down at Max, his heart swelling with love.
As Toby gently placed Max onto the wheelchair, he winced when his aching bottom touched the cushioned seat. "Oooh, yeah, that's gonna be sore for a while." said Max.
"You ok, babe?" asked Toby with concern.
"I'm fine silly, quit being a scaredy cat." teased Max. Toby smiled in response.
Toby wheeled his pregnant husband to the beautiful chaise lounge, and helped him get out of the chair. Max stubbornly wanted to try to stand on his own, but the act of just shifting his legs to the ground sent a jolt of burning pain through his lower half. "Ow, fuckin hell," he hissed, grabbing onto Toby's arm for support.
"Easy, babe. You've been through a lot. That's why I'm trying to help you, silly." Toby said, concern etched on his face. Max gave in, sighing.
He picked Max up, and gently laid him on the chaise. Max's giant belly was still prominent, even after delivering one of the triplets. He looked up at Toby and Serena, a look of contentment mixed with exhaustion on his face. "I feel like I could sleep for a week," he admitted, closing his eyes briefly. "But I also feel like I could run a marathon. It's weird, this mix of exhaustion and energy."
Serena, who had been cradling their newborn, looked at right at Max, shaking her head, "Yep. You're gonna run that marathon right after you stand up all by yourself, right now." she quipped sarcastically. "I think we just established that, no, you cannot, in fact, run a marathon right now, or anytime soon."
They all laughed, Max chuckling with his eyes still closed, "Owww...it hurts to laugh." he whined, but laughed some more. Serena just shook her head at him amusedly.
Lana returned to the group, her bags of supplies in hand, "Sorry, was just making sure the audience was making themselves comfy, helping themselves out to more snacks. The job of a hostess never ends!"
Toby took the bags from her, helping her unpack them.
"Alright, Max. Before you fall asleep, how are you feeling?" Lana asked, checking his vitals.
"Tired, but good," Max replied, his voice still a bit strained from the effort of giving birth.
"Your body has been through a lot, but you're doing amazing, not too much bleeding. Let's get you cleaned up and into something more comfortable." Lana said, she and Toby helping Max into a clean robe.
Serena rocked the baby as Toby and Lana helped Max get more comfortable. She sat down another of Lana's beautifully upholstered chairs, close to Max, and looked down at their daughter. Her tiny face was scrunched up, then opened up for a yawn, her mouth open in a tiny 'O'. She was perfect. She couldn't believe her husbands created this small, new human being, she was so delicate and adorable.
The sun had finally set, and Lana's pool area was twinkling with bit of stars that were sparkling the sky. The scent of jasmine and lavender filled the air, mixed with the faint smell of salt water from the pool.
Max let himself sink into the plush cushion of the chaise, a sigh of relief escaping his lips. "This feels amazing," he murmured, closing his eyes.
Max quickly drifted off to sleep as Toby and Serena sat on either side of him, rubbing his belly and shoulders softly, Serena still holding their baby in her arms.
The sounds of the guests talking and celebrating on the other end of the courtyard was pleasant to hear. The guests were respectful of the new family, letting them have their space, some guests traveling inside the beautiful mansion wanting a tour of the place. Other's watched a movie on the giant, almost theatre-sized screen in the other room.
Toby went to the serving table to grab food for his little family.
He piled a plate high with finger sandwiches, fresh fruit, and chocolate-covered strawberries, knowing Max would appreciate the sweet treat after he woke up from his nap. As he was about to turn around, he felt a soft hand on his shoulder. He turned to find Lana's best friend, Victoria, standing behind him. She was a striking woman with a cascade of fiery red hair and piercing green eyes.
"Hey, Toby," she said, her voice smooth and sultry. "How's Max doing? I heard the first little one made her grand entrance. I'm sad I missed it, but I'll be here for the next two."
Toby smiled, "Yeah, she's beautiful. I'm sure the other two will be just as precious. Hopefully, those two will be a little easier on Max than their sister was on the way out. He's exhausted."
Victoria's face lit up, "Yes, everyone is talking about how big she is, and poor Max stuck with her head crowning for such a long time. It must have been a real sight to see." she said in awe.
Toby nodded, "Yeah, it was intense. But Max...he's amazing. He took it like a champ. I just wish I could do more to help him."
Victoria smiled sympathetically, "You're doing plenty, Toby. Just being here for him, supporting him, loving on him, that means the world. And Lana tells me you and Serena were taking excellent care of Max's needs throughout the birthing." Victoria's eyes sparkled with mischief, and Toby felt his cheeks flush. He knew exactly what Lana meant by that, and he was proud of the role he and Serena played in helping Max through the difficult labor.
Toby cleared his throat, "Yeah, we did our best. Max... he likes it a little rough, you know? And we were happy to oblige." He grinned, thinking back to the intense moments they shared in the birthing pool.
Victoria's smile widened, "I bet you were. I've heard Max is quite the handful in bed. I've always admired his confidence and appetite for pleasure.
It's refreshing to see someone so unapologetic about their desires," Victoria said, her gaze wandering over to Max, who was still fast asleep on the chaise.
Toby followed her gaze, a soft smile playing on his lips. "He's something else, that's for sure," he agreed, his voice filled with affection.
Victoria turned her attention back to Toby, her eyes narrowing slightly as she studied him. "The three of you are so lucky to have found each other. It's beautiful to see, and I must admit, a bit envy-inducing. I've always been drawn to strong, confident men like you and Max, and seeing him so empowered, even in the role of pregnancy, so at peace with his body and desires, it's... stirring," Victoria said, her voice low and sultry.
"Believe me, I know." Toby felt a blush creep up his neck at the compliment, but he also felt a spark of pride. He knew Max and Serena were special, and he was grateful every day that he got to call them his husband and wife. Even before they knew Max had developed the ability to get pregnant, they still knew he was something special.
Max's unique perspective on life and pleasure had always drawn Toby and Serena to him, and now, seeing him so at ease and full of enjoyment with his pregnant body, it was like a aphrodisiac to them.
They both stood silently, watching the beautiful Max rest from afar, seeing his chest and belly rise with every breath.
"Well, it was lovely talking to you, Toby, I'll let you get back to your family now." said Victoria, smiling as she rubbed his muscular arms before she left.
Carrying plates of food, Toby walked back to Serena and the sleeping Max. Serena was gazing at their daughter who was bundled up in the beautiful bassinet Lana had brought for her. Max was still fast asleep, his chest rising and falling in a steady rhythm.
Toby sat down next to Serena, placing the plate of food on the small table beside the chaise. He looked at their sleeping husband, a soft smile playing on his lips. "He looks so peaceful," Toby whispered, not wanting to disturb Max.
Serena nodded, "He deserves it. Poor thing, he's got a lot more work to do before he's done." Serena's voice was gentle, her eyes filled with love as she looked at Max.
Toby nodded in agreement, "We need to make sure he's as comfortable as possible with the next babies." He said, looking at their sleeping husband with concern. "I don't want him to be in too much pain, and I don't want to stop him from having the birth he wants."
Serena looked up from the baby, her amber eyes filled with understanding. "We'll support him, babe. Whatever he wants, we'll make sure he has it. But we also need to be realistic. If it gets too intense, we might need Lana to step in...or the doctor is he gets here in time."
Toby nodded, knowing she was right. "I just hope he listens to us. I don't want him to hurt himself...or worse. I'd never forgive myself if something bad happened to him or the babies."
Serena leaned over and kissed Toby's cheek. "I know, babe." she grabbed his hand, "We won't let that happen." She assured him, her voice gentle yet firm, glancing over at Max, who stirred slightly in his sleep.
Toby nodded, squeezing her hand in response. "You're right. I know Max has a tendency to push through pain, but we need to remind him that it's okay to ask for help. We're a team, after all."
Serena smiled at him, her eyes softening. "We really are, aren't we?" she sighed, "Our silly Max, always so brave and determined...always getting in over his head." Serena chuckled softly, looking down at their sleeping husband.
"That's what we love about him, isn't it?" Toby replied, his voice barely above a whisper.
"It is." Serena agreed, her gaze still locked on Max's peaceful face.
As they sat there, lost in their thoughts and the gentle sounds of the evening, Max began to stir. His eyelids fluttered open, and he let out a soft groan as he stretched his arms above his head, his giant belly shifting with the movement. Toby and Serena both leaned in, their eyes filled with concern and love.
"Hey, there beautiful daddy. How are you feeling?" Serena asked softly, smoothing Max's hair away from his face.
Max blinked a few times, orienting himself to his surroundings. "Like I've been run over by a truck," he said with a weak laugh. "But also like I could conquer the world."
Toby chuckled, "That sounds about right. You hungry? I brought you some food." He gestured to the plate on the table beside the chaise.
Max's eyes lit up at the sight of the chocolate-covered strawberries and array of cheeses and sandwiches.
"Ooh, you know the way to my heart, Tobe," he said, reaching for one, wincing at the movement. Toby helped him sit up a bit more comfortably, propping some pillows behind his back.
As Max munched on the sweet treat, he looked around the pool area, taking in the twinkling lights and the soft hum of conversation from Lana's guests. "This is really nice, Lana sure knows how to throw a party," he commented, wiping a bit of chocolate from the corner of his mouth.
Serena smiled, "She does indeed. And she's so happy to have us here. She's practically bursting with excitement over these babies." She nodded towards Max's still-protruding belly.
Max took a bite of a sandwich, chewed thoughtfully, then spoke, "I can't believe we're ready to squeeze out baby number two. It feels like just yesterday we found out I was pregnant."
Toby squeezed his hand, "Time flies when you're having fun, babe." He winked, making Max laugh.
The baby shifted in the bassinet, Serena bent down to check on her, but the baby immediately fell back asleep.
Max watched Serena's gentle movements, a soft smile on his face. "She's perfect, isn't she?" he murmured, his voice filled with wonder.
Toby nodded, "She really is. And she's going to have two amazing siblings to grow up with." He placed a hand on Max's belly, feeling the kick of one of the babies inside.
Max let out a soft moan, his eyes fluttering closed for a moment. "Hopefully, they'll have plenty more than just two siblings,"he said smiling, leaning back into the pillows.
Serena looked up from the bassinet, an eyebrow raised. "Plenty more? Babe, you haven't even delivered the other two yet," she teased, but her eyes sparkled with amusement.
"Well, you know me, always planning ahead," Max replied, winking at her.
Toby chuckled, "Always the optimist, that's for sure. But let's focus on getting these two out first, yeah?" He rubbed Max's belly gently, feeling the babies move beneath his touch.
Max nodded as his husband massaged his belly, "I love feeling them move around in there. I wanna feel that all the time." Max said, rubbing his belly affectionately along with Toby. "I can't wait to meet them, to hold them and love them. It's so strange to think that they'll be out in the world, little pieces of us, in just a few hours."
Serena sat down on the edge of the chaise, her eyes filled with love as she looked at Max. "We can't wait to meet them either.
Serena and Toby knew why Max wanted a big family. He had lost his family very suddenly while he was in college. His parents and two younger siblings, all gone in one terrible afternoon. He was devastated and had felt alone for so long, he just wanted the love of a big family so that he never had to feel alone again.
Max had been happy to find Toby and Serena, they had become his family, but once he discovered that he was pregnant, he realized how much more he could have. He wanted a house full of laughter and chaos, of kids running around and fighting over the remote. He wanted to be surrounded by love and life, he wanted to be a father.
Toby, noticing the distant look in Max's eyes, reached out and squeezed his husband's hand. "Hey, what's going on in that beautiful head of yours?" he asked softly.
Max blinked, bringing himself back to the present. "Just thinking about how lucky I am to have you and Serena. And soon, we'll have our little ones too. I can't wait to see them running around, causing chaos, and filling our house with love and laughter." Max's voice was wistful, but his eyes sparkled with happiness.
Serena leaned in and kissed Max's cheek. "We're the lucky ones, babe. You've given us a family, a home, and so much love. We can't wait to see you as a daddy. I know you're going to be amazing."
Toby nodded in agreement, his voice thick with emotion. "You already are amazing, Max. Seeing you like this, so full of life and love, it's... it's indescribable," Toby said, his voice filled with awe and admiration.
Serena nodded, her eyes glistening with unshed tears. "We love you so much, Max. Our children are going to be so lucky to have you."
Max felt a warmth spread through him at their words, his eyes filling with tears, and he reached out to take both of their hands in his. "I love you both too. So much. I'm so glad you're my family." Max said, unable to hold back his sobs. Toby and Serena both embraced him tightly, their eyes filled with love. They never wanted him to feel alone again.
Serena was usually not as sentimental as Max or Toby, but anytime Max spoke about his family, it broke her heart. She wiped the tears from her own face, then put a hand on her husband's belly, feeling the movements from inside.
Max took a deep breath, and smiled, he and Toby wiping their tears. Max was steeling himself for what was to come. "Alright, let's do this. Let's have some more babies." He shifted in his seat, trying to get comfortable, but his massive belly made it a challenge.
"Are you getting contractions again?" asked Serena, still rubbing his belly.
"A little bit, but nothing too bad yet." responded Max, blowing his nose, and wiping away a few more tears.
Toby rubbed his husband's shoulders, "Let us know if you need anything. Anything." he emphasized.
"I will, you worrywart." teased Max.
Toby wrapped an arm around Max, pulling him close, and kissed his on his temple. "I just want to make sure you're okay, babe. You've still got a ways to go." Toby's voice was filled with concern, but also pride. Max was handling his pregnancy and delivery like a champ, and Toby couldn't be prouder of his husband.
Max leaned into Toby's embrace, smiling softly. "I know, Tobe." he said kissing Toby on the cheek in reply.
Serena smiled at the two of them, her heart swelling with love. She knew Toby was worried, but she also knew their husband was stronger than he gave himself credit for. Max had been through so much, and yet, here he was, ready to bring more life into the world, eager to embrace whatever came his way.
As if on cue, Max's breathe hitched, his body tensing as a contraction hit him. Toby and Serena both sprang into action, massaging his back and belly. He pushed them away playfully, "Contractions aren't that bad yet, stop fussing."
Max laughed, but his laugh turned into a moan as another wave of pain hit him. He leaned back into Toby's arms, gripping Serena's hand tightly. "Ohhh, just kidding, that's getting pretty intense," he gasped.
"Do you wanna go in the pool yet?" asked Serena.
"Not yet, I just wanna relax here for a while." said Max as he curled up against Toby's chest and sighed.
"I just wanna enjoy this moment, the three of us together, before everything gets crazy again."
Toby and Serena exchanged a soft smile, content to simply sit with Max, rubbing his back and belly gently, feeling the babies move beneath their hands. The night air was cool and refreshing as they huddled together on the chaise.
After a while, Max's breathing became more regular, and his body relaxed. Toby could feel the tension leaving his muscles, and he smiled, knowing that Max was finally getting some much-needed rest. He kissed the top of Max's head, breathing in the scent of his shampoo and the faint, lingering aroma of the birth pool. "Sleep now, love. We'll be here when you wake up," he whispered.
Max mumbled something incoherent in response, his grip on Serena's hand loosening as he drifted off to sleep. Serena looked up at Toby, her amber eyes soft and filled with love. "Silly guy...can't help but love him though." she said.
She and Toby exchanged a soft smile, knowing that their love and support was exactly what Max needed right now. They settled in, Toby with his head resting on the back of the chaise, Serena with her head on Max's lap, both of them keeping a gentle hand on Max's belly, feeling the babies move. The night was filled with the soft sounds of Max's breathing, the distant hum of Lana's guests, and the gentle rustling of the leaves in the breeze.
Some time later, Max stirred, his body tensing as another contraction hit him. He let out a low moan, his fingers tightening around Toby's hand.
"Ugh, they're getting stronger," he grunted, his brow furrowing in concentration, eyes still closed. Toby rubbed his arms comfortingly.
Serena, who had been dozing, snapped awake at the sound of Max's distress. She immediately sat up and placed a comforting hand on Max's tense back. "Hey, hey, it's okay, love. You're doing great," she soothed, rubbing gentle circles on his skin.
Toby looked down at Max, concern etched on his face. "Do you want to get in the pool now? The water might help with the pain," Toby suggested, his voice gentle yet firm.
Max considered this for a moment, his brow furrowed in concentration as another contraction hit him. "Yeah, okay," he finally grunted, allowing Toby and Serena to help him back to the wheelchair. Toby wheeled him to the birthing pool, the warm water inviting and soothing as he stepped in. Serena brought the baby bassinet a little closer to the pool.
Max let out a sigh of relief as he lowered himself into the water, his giant belly finally able to relax and float freely. Toby and Serena climbed in behind him, positioning themselves on either side to support him throughout the labor.
Max's breathing hitched as another contraction came on, stronger than the last. The intensity was building quickly. He gripped the sides of the pool, his knuckles turning white as he rode out the wave of pain. Toby pressed into his back to relieve the tense muscles.
"Breathe, love, just breathe," Serena reminded him, her voice calm and steady.
Lana watched over the baby in the bassinet, watching the throuple work to support their pregnant husband.
Hearing the commotion of labor again, people slowly began to trickle outside again, taking their seats around the pool. More guests had arrived since the first birth, but the courtyard was more than large enough to accommodate for a much larger group.
Lana's house was known for its parties, and this was no exception. A few of the new guests were familiar faces to Max, while others were complete strangers, but all of them bore the same excited and curious expressions.
Max was now fully submerged in the warm water of the birthing pool, his giant belly floating just below the surface. Toby and Serena flanked him, their bodies pressed against his, offering their support and love. Lana stood nearby, keeping a watchful eye on the proceedings, ready to assist if needed.
As another contraction hit, Max let out a low moan, his head falling back against Toby's shoulder.
"Ohhh..fuck, they're getting intense," he gasped, his fingers tightening around Serena's hand. He could feel that familiar heavy pressure in his pelvis, the feeling of a baby beginning to descend.
Toby could feel the tension in Max's body, his muscles taut as he rode out the wave of pain. He pressed a soft kiss to Max's temple, his voice steady and reassuring. "You're doing amazing, babe. Just keep breathing, okay?"
Serena nodded in agreement, her amber eyes filled with concern as she watched Max's face contort in pain. "That's it, love. You're doing so well. You're almost there," she encouraged, her voice soft and soothing.
Max took a deep breath, trying to focus on the sensation of the warm water surrounding him, the gentle pressure of Toby and Serena's bodies against his, and the love that filled the air.
"Do you feel the baby coming down?" asked Lana.
"Ugghh, yeah, it's settling in." moaned Max.
Toby felt Max's upper groin, again the usually slim area now bulging out with the tubular shape of a baby as it nestled into the pubic bone.
"Have someone check if they can feel the cervix still." suggested Lana.
"I'll do it." said Serena. She carefully reached down into the water, her fingers gently probing Max's entrance. Max winced at the invasion, but Lana's presence and the support of Toby and Serena kept him calm.
"I think the baby has moved past the cervix already," Serena reported, her voice professional. "Max, you're doing great, love. It might almost be time to push."
Max nodded, his eyes closed as he focused on his breathing. Another contraction hit, and he let out a low moan, his body tensing as the baby pressed down harder, again putting pressure on his prostate. It was uncomfortable, but also surprisingly pleasurable. "Ohhh fuck, that feeling again..." Max gasped, his grip on Serena's hand tightening as the pressure on his prostate intensified. "Fuck, fuck, fuck... it's so... fucking... intense," he panted, his manhood reawakened and his hips beginning to thrust involuntarily. Toby and Serena exchanged a glance, recognizing the look of carnal need in his face.
They knew Max was in the throes of labor, and they knew the relief he so desperately needed. Just as before, Max's body was responding to the intense pressure and pleasure of labor with a surge of primal desire.
He needed release as his hips were being filled to the brim with life.
"Fuck, I need to come," Max groaned and whimpered, his hips bucking involuntarily as another contraction hit, sending waves of pleasure-pain through his body.
"Do you wanna lay in the birthing chair?" asked Toby. "It made somethings easier to access."
Max nodded, a guttural moan escaping his lips as another contraction hit. "Fuck... yes. But I don't know if I can move right now, the baby is in my pelvis, it feels so fucking full," he panted, his body shaking with effort.
Serena and Toby exchanged a look, then Toby spoke up. "Don't worry, babe. We'll help you."
With a grunt, Toby scooped Max up in his arms, lifting him out of the water and carrying him over to the birthing chair in the center of the plexiglass pool.
He gently placed Max down, helping him position himself comfortably, helping him move his legs into the stirrups, his belly was enormous but still tight and muscular.
Max's breath hitched as another contraction hit, his body tensing as the baby moved lower. He could feel the intense pressure against his prostate, the pleasure-pain mixture making his cock throb with need.
Toby reached out, gently stroking Max's hard cock, feeling the heat radiating from it.
"Fuck, babe, you're so hard," he murmured, his own cock twitching in response. Max let out a low moan, his hips bucking slightly as Toby's hand wrapped around his shaft. "Oh god, Tobe... that feels so fucking good," he panted, his eyes fluttering closed.
Serena, seeing the need in Max's eyes, wasted no time. She leaned down, her tongue flicking out to taste the head of Max's cock as Toby stroked it. He let out a loud groan, his hips thrusting upward, seeking more. "Fuck, Serena...fuck, that feels so good," Max panted, his fingers tangling in her long black hair as she took him deeper into her mouth.
Toby continued to stroke Max's cock, his thumb swirling around the base and his balls, massaging them as they clenched.
Max's moans were growing louder, his body tensing with each contraction that hit him, the pleasure and pain mixing in a heady cocktail that had him teetering on the edge.
"Fuck....Toby, come here, I need you," Max growled, his hips bucking wildly as another contraction hit. "Serena, keep doing what you're doing." he groaned.
Toby leaned down to Max's face, "What is it, babe, what do you need?"
Max grabbed Toby's hair, "I need you to pull my hair and kiss me like crazy." He said, his eyes wild with desire.
"You're the boss." said Toby. He didn't hesitate, he grabbed Max's hair roughly, tilting his head back, and devoured his mouth in a passionate, aggressive kiss. Max moaned into Toby's mouth, his hips bucking as Serena continued to suck him off, her head bobbing up and down in the water. Toby's free hand found Max's nipple, pinching and twisting it as he kissed him, sending jolts of pleasure straight to Max's cock.
Toby licked and kissed his neck, flicking his tongue on the man's ears which always drove him wild; Max was moaning frantically.
Toby's hand slid down to Max's swollen belly, feeling the baby kick, he could feel the baby's head pressing against his palm. Toby's cock throbbed, knowing that his child was mere inches away from his hand, buried deep inside Max's body. He growled, "Gods, Max, you're so fucking sexy like this. Pregnant, and giving birth to our babies, and here you are, so fucking horny." Toby's voice was deep and husky, filled with lust and admiration.
Max could feel his husband's hard cock pressing against his thigh, and it only served to fuel his own desire. He bucked his hips, fucking Serena's mouth, his moans growing louder and more animalistic.
Serena looked up at Max, her amber eyes filled with desire as she took him deeper, her tongue swirling around his shaft. She could feel his body tensing, his fingers tightening in her hair as he neared his peak.
Toby reached down, grabbing Max's balls, rolling them in his hand. "I want you to cum, babe. Cum for me. Let me watch as you lose yourself to your own pleasure," Toby murmured, fondling Max's groin.
Max groaned in response, his grip on Toby's shoulders tightening as he felt his climax drawing near. He could feel the baby inside him flexing in response to his own contractions and the powerful waves of pleasure coursing through his body.
Toby reached down to stroke himself, his own cock leaking pre-cum. "Look at you, such a beautiful sight," he said, his voice thick with desire. He leaned in, kissing Max's protruding belly, feeling the baby's movements and the heat radiating from Max's body.
Toby's hands glided over Max's body, tracing the curve of his pregnant belly, down to his pectorals swollen with milk, and further down to his straining balls. Toby gave it a firm squeeze, causing Max to moan louder against Toby's lips.
Serena, still on her knees, looked up at Max with hooded eyes, her lips wrapped around his cock.
She really enjoyed this intimate moment with her husband, who was about to become a father to their second child. Feeling the baby in his pelvis against her palms, she really wanted to connect with the little one, to give him or her a jumpstart. So, she used her tongue and lips even harder, sucking and swirling over his shaft, massaging the distended area between his hips as Toby caressed Max's sensitive nipples. Max arched his back, moaning loudly, tears streaming down his face.
His orgasm was like a tidal wave, crashing over him with a intensity that took his breath away. He could feel his body clenching down around the baby inside him, the muscles of his uterus contracting in powerful waves of pleasure-pain, pushing down on the child, making it descend further in the rectal birth canal.
Serena moaned gutturally as Max came, her lips tightening around his cock, milking every drop. She rubbed his distended baby-filled groin, feeling the child wriggle as it descended into his pelvis; she palpated the area and found Max's pubis bone, and marveled as she felt where the child descended under the pubic bone and into his hips. It was erotic as it was beautiful, a tangible piece of their love, soon to be released from Max's pregnant body.
As Max came, Toby murmured against the sweat-slicked skin of his round belly. "It's okay, it's okay," he soothed as he wrapped his arms around Max tightly, feeling him shudder and quake with the aftershocks of his ecstasy. He was trembling from a combination of his orgasm and the sensation of the infant filling his pelvis.
Serena released his spent manhood, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand. She kept rubbing his bulging lower abs, trying to help the muscles relax to let the child descend into his birth canal.
As Max panted and moaned, Toby leaned in, kissing him deeply and passionately. His tongue danced with Max's, exploring every inch of his mouth. Toby's free hand roamed over Max's muscular chest, feeling the sweat glistening on his skin.
Max's hands were gripping Toby's hair, pulling him closer, pulling him deeper, not wanting him to let go. If his ass was not already filled with their child about to emerge, Max would want Toby to take him right now; he wanted to feel his husband's cock deep inside him, but the thought of his hips being filled by the result of their lovemaking also made his head spin with so much desire.
Max finally broke the kiss with Toby, breathless. "Fuck, everything feels insane." He whimpered, but this was far from over. "I want you inside me, Toby." His voice was hoarse, and his words were barely above a whisper. "I want you inside me right now, wish I you could fuck my brains out....Ohhh... I wanna feel you in my ass when our baby comes out." he said breathlessly.
Toby's eyes went wide at Max's words, but he knew his husband must be delirious. He wouldn't dare fuck him with his dick while giving birth, but he could put his hands inside him. He reached for the lube and coated his fingers before slowly easing them into Max's anus.
He felt Max's body quiver at his touch, and he increased the pressure, feeling the ring of muscle tense pleasurably around his fingers.
"Oh, fuck yeah," Max moaned. "That feels so good, Tobe. Keep going."
Toby slid a third finger inside of Max, feeling the heat and tightness of his anus contracting around him. He curled his fingers upward, searching for Max's prostate. He could feel the child right above his fingers, just out of reach.
"Ohhhhhhhh, oh gods...uggghhhnnn" Max gasped as Toby found the sensitive gland and began to massage it gently as the child descended a little more.
Max's body trembled with pleasure as he felt the tension building, his thoughts of bringing their child into the world now pushed aside by the overwhelming intensity of his pleasure. He pushed his hips back onto Toby's fingers, impaling himself on the digits deeper, needing more of his lover's touch. Having just assisted Max in his first orgasmic birth, Toby hoped they could do it again. He was more than happy to provide the support his husband needed to face the difficulty of birthing his children.
The feeling of Max's body shaking under his hands, the desperate sounds coming from his lips, and the knowledge that he could provide relief made Toby feel good. He curled his fingers into Max, feeling the tense walls of his husband's anus flex around his fingers. Max's moans grew more frantic, Serena made her way to his side and caressed his face. He wrapped his arms tightly around Serena's shoulders, pulling her closer, and deep into a passionate kiss.
"Toby... Oh god... Fuck." Max panted, sweat pouring down his forehead. "That's so fuckin good!" he whimpered. Serena pulled his hair and licked his neck. Max grabbed her face in response and pulled her into another kiss, and they explored each other's mouths with their tongues.
Toby, still wrist deep in Max's ass, felt the child pressing more and more against his hand, he swirled a finger around the heavy mass of it inside his husband's rectum. The sensation made Max scream and thrust his hips wildly.
"OH FUCK! TOBY! IT'S...OH GOD, IT'S...TOO MUCH!" Max's body was on fire, his skin flushed with heat, and his cock was rock hard again, leaking pre-cum onto his belly. Serena kept kissing and licking her husband, nibbling his ears, and caressing his face.
Toby could feel the baby's descending, stretching Max's insides to its limit. He curled his fingers back, pressing against the baby, noticing that it felt softer than the head of their first child, the skin feeling more malleable, but figured it might have been due to his hand being inside Max.
"Ohhhhh... Toby it feels so crazy...it feels so full..." Max moaned breathlessly and trembling.
"Fuck, Max, it's happening. Our baby is coming out," Toby groaned, his own cock throbbing with need. He pulled his hand out, just letting his fingers swirl inside the rim of the tense sphincter.
Toby's eyes glazed over as he watched Max's face contort in pleasure and pain, his body shaking and quivering as he felt the baby pushing deeper and deeper in his rectum. Serena was still kissing him, he began to crawl at her back and shoulders, leaving red marks on her skin.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck... I can't... I can't," Max panted, his eyes wide with a mix of fear and excitement. His belly was taut with a contraction, and the children inside him with writhed and kicked in response. His anus squeezed tighter on Toby's fingers as the baby descended fully, completely filling Max's birth canal.
Serena's mouth was on his, swallowing his cries as Toby's hands caressed his thighs, encouraging him to push harder. The baby's head pressed against his tight anus, again bulging out before opening up. The stretch in his rectum was wider than he ever thought possible. It was a feeling of intense pain-filled pressure, but the pleasure followed quickly behind.
"Fuck, Max, you're doing it. Keep pushing, babe. Our baby is almost here," Toby encouraged, his voice thick with emotion and desire. He could see the round shape of the baby distending Max's anal area, bulging past his ass cheeks, his sphincter tense and refusing to open to let the child pass through.
Max's cries of pain and pleasure filled the air, his body bucking and writhing as he tried to push the baby out. Toby couldn't help but feel a surge of pride and love for his husband, seeing him in the throes of labor, bringing their child into the world.
"Come on, Max, you can do it. Breathe through it and let it come!" Serena urged, her voice filled with encouragement and love. She was kneeling beside him, her hands caressing his sweat-drenched body, trying to help him through the intense effort.
Toby pressed his fingers to Max's bulged sphincter, trying to massage it open. He also massaged his perineum trying to get his pelvis floor muscles to relax. Max could feel his body fighting against the intense pressure, his muscles clenching and unclenching as he tried to push the baby out. Toby's fingers pressing against his anus, trying to open it, sent jolts of pleasure-pain through Max's body, making him cry out in a mix of agony and ecstasy.
Max cried out, his body shaking with exertion. Toby looked at Serena, who nodded at him, understanding his silent question.
Serena rubbed his chest and face, "Babe, I wanna help you. Lemme know if this is too much." She climbed on to the birthing chair and position herself between his legs on the stirrups. She balanced her self and gently lowered her pussy onto his quivering cock. His cock slipped into her easily, her cunt already dripping wet from watching Max and Toby.
She began to ride him slowly, her hips moving in a sensual rhythm, her tits bouncing with each movement. She vigorous rubbed his belly as she rode him. Max opened his eyes, he moaned with lust, as Serena's pussy swallowed his cock, her clit rubbing against his pubic bone with each thrust.
"Fuck, Serena...." Max groaned, his hands reaching up to squeeze her tits, his fingers pinching her nipples. She moaned in response, her pace quickening, her hips slamming down onto him with more force, the force of her movements adding to the pressure of the infant bulging at his sphincter.
Max groaned, feeling contractions washing over his body, their intensity racking him like never before. He cried out, his body arching with each contraction, his hands gripping Serena's hips for dear life.
Toby watched, his cock throbbing, leaking pre-cum as he reached down, massaging Max's anus, trying to guide the baby down, trying to alleviate some of the intense pressure.
"Just breathe, Max. Focus on your breathing and push," Toby said soothingly, his voice thick with desire and concern.
With Serena riding him, her body moving in a sensuous dance, Max moaned louder, his hips bucking up to meet her, grunts and whimpers filling the air. "Ooooahhh...I can't," Max cried out between clenched teeth, his fingers digging into Serena's hips with bruising force as he thrust into her harder.
Toby's fingers, slick with lubricant, gently massaged Max's anus, trying to calm the intense sensations and help the infant pass through the tight opening.
Serena leaned forward, putting pressure on his belly, her hands braced on Max's chest as she ground her hips down onto him, her own moans of pleasure joining his.
Suddenly, Max screamed as his tense sphincter began to open, letting the child pass through slowly. He shut his eyes as the weight of the infant barged through the tight ring of muscle.
The pressure was immense, it felt like he was splitting in two, but he could already feel the relief as the infant started to emerge from him. It was mind-blowing and intense, the most unbearable pleasure-pain sensation ever.
His body shook with spasms, and he could hear himself screaming obscenities through gritted teeth as the infant slowly emerged from him.
Serena moaned deeply, watching Max lose himself in the process.
Toby, still massaging Max's spasming sphincter, looked closer at the mass emerging, noticing that it did not look like the head of their first born. He wasn't quite sure what he was looking at. He called out to Lana who jumped into the birthing pool to examine the situation.
"Oooh, honey, that baby is breech. This is gonna be interesting." said Lana. "That's a tricky situation. We probably need to help him change positions. When y'all are finished," she said rubbing Serena's ass. "Toby, keep massaging him, we'll get him on his hands and knees. It'll be easier for the baby to come. Hand's off is the best for breech." said Lana.
His sphincter still spasming and burning, Max moaned and breathed in gasping breaths. The muscles in his ass and legs were flexing and shaking uncontrollably as his body strained to push his baby into the world. His groans were deeper and more guttural, his breaths less frequent and more punctuated with expletives.
Serena nodded, continuing to ride her laboring husband's throbbing cock, holding his hand as another contraction began to build. "Breathe, babe, we're almost there." she said, rubbing his belly vigorously. "Good boy," she whispered, licking his baby gut. Their bodies moved as one, the intensity of their desire building in rhythm with Max's contractions.
Toby's fingers still worked expertly on Max's stretched anus, sending jolts of pleasure through his body. Serena's movements were fluid and sensual, pushing Max harder and harder towards the edge, his head thrown back, mouth open in a silent scream. He was right on the brink, the tightness building painfully as the baby prepared to make its entrance to the world.
He could feel it pushing against his prostate, flattened against his pubic bone, the bulk of the baby bringing him to the very edge of his orgasm. He let out a primal howl as Serena sunk her teeth into his swollen belly, nibbling on his belly button, sending shocks of pleasure and pain rolling through his body, catapulting him over the edge. With a huge involuntary push as he thrust into Serena, the breech child's bottom became fully visible, protruding from Max's stretched anal ring. "Oh gods, it burns! It burns so bad!" He cried out loudly.
The sounds of guests wincing and gasping was audible to the new family.
Max, mouth opened wide, his eyes squeezed shut, as he pushed once more, his body trembling and shaking with pleasure and pain mixed into one. His whole body trembling as the child now seemed to be wedged against his tight pelvis even while his pelvic floor pushed as hard as they could.
"Oh, fuck!" Toby groaned as the baby's bottom bulged out of Max, it was streaked with blood and looked so much wider compared to the head of their first born. Toby could feel himself begin to panic at the sight and hearing the sound of his Max grunting and trembling uncontrollably.
"Serena, we gotta move him, we gotta get this kid out." Said Toby, touching his wife to get her attention. He helped her climb off of Max, who was now writhing in pleasure and pain while his cock glistened in her juices.
Lana adjusted the birthing chair so that it was now flatter like a bed, with a slight incline at the head of the chair. The armrests had folded under and the bed was now wider to accommodate a kneeling position. Toby, Lana, and Serena helped position Max on his hands and knees on the birthing chair, supporting his weight as he did so.
Toby rubbed his back as Max's body trembled, the wide mass of the child's bottom still distending from his anus, causing a ripple in the muscles surrounding it. "It hurts..." whimpered Max, trembling. The heady feelings post-orgasm were still present, but the pain was beginning to become overwhelming. Moaning whimpers escaped his lips with every breath.
Toby kissed his face. "I'm sorry, babe. I'm so sorry, just keep breathing." He could see the child's bottom slide out further from his tense anal ring. "Gods, Max, it's coming. It's right there." He encouraged, trying to keep his cool.
Serena mopped the sweat off his face and fed Max ice chips.
"Try not to push, ok, sweetheart. Just let that baby come. Try to keep your mouth open and pant." said Lana to Max, rubbing his bottom gently.
Max's body was shaking with exhaustion as he tried to slow his breathing and keep his mouth open. His anal ring was throbbing, stretched beyond belief by the bulk of the baby's bottom. The sheer size of it made every nerve in that area scream in agony and pleasure as beads of sweat rolled down Max's face.
Serena kissed the top of Max's head softly, stroking his hair as he let his chin drop to his chest. "You're doing so good, babe. Just keep breathing low and slow." she said.
Toby kept rubbing Max's trembling back, rubbing his belly too. The guilt of seeing Max in pain was beginning to overwhelm Toby, but he fought to stay strong for his laboring husband.
Massaging him gently, he watched in awe and horror as the baby's bottom slid out further and further from Max's pelvis, sliding out inch by inch; the folded legs still inside Max were now visible, but looked as though they were stretching him horribly.
Lana explained that the baby had entered the pelvis with it's feet folded up near it's face; it sounded horrible to Toby, and he kissed his lower back. He could see the pain was in Max, and was doing his very best to just let the child slide out in a controlled manner, but it was so hard not to bear down. As the minutes ticked on, the baby began to change position slightly, sliding lower into the pelvis, stubbornly held back by the tight ring of muscles in his anus. The pressure and the sensation were insane, and it felt like his ass was going to split in two.
Toby's hand reached under him, his fingers massaging Max's sensitive balls. The pleasure that washed over him was almost too much, but it seemed to loosen the obstinate muscles holding the baby back. He felt Max's body spasm against his fingers as he began to push again. This time, he was determined to push that baby out of him, come what may.
Max grunted, trembling as his body began to push involuntarily with all it's might, feeling the baby's bottom move further down, stretching him to what seemed to be unbearable limits.
Toby watched the child's bottom sliding out further and further, until they could see the legs beginning to wiggle out, fluids trickling out around the baby. The sight was both unsettling and awe-inspiring; something he had never seen before as breech births were very rare.
"You're doing great, babe," he whispered, stroking Max's sweaty back.
Lana pointed at the baby's lower body hanging out of Max, "You see that? You've got another baby girl. Let's get her out of there." she said.
Toby teared up, wanting to hold his two daughters and Max in his arms, wishing that Max wasn't in pain, but he composed himself. "Max! We've got another little girl. You're doing so great, Max." his voice breaking just a little from emotion. "Just a little bit more, and she'll be out." said Toby as he rubbed his husband's inner thigh in support.
Max gritted his teeth, his muscles straining as they pushed with all their might. The groaning cries he made as he bore down broke Toby's heart. The baby's vertically folded legs wiggled down more and more until one foot slid out his strained anus with a gush of fluid, making the leg flop down, and Toby gasped at the sight. The umbilical cord was visible on the baby's torso next to the folded leg that was still trapped inside Max.
Througout the birth, Max wiggled his straining hips. It seemed like the baby flexed it's torso in the air, kicking its free leg out in the air and the second foot popped out, fluids gushing again. The other leg unfolded and flopped down leaving a view of the baby's torso half born, the umbilical cord pulsing. It looked surreal, like something out of a science fiction movie. He could only imagine the relief that Max must be feeling with the folded legs no long stretching his body.
Max was still moaning and panting frantically as the lower half of the baby dangled out of his tight hole. Serena, still stroking his hair and kissing his head, could see the child in the mirror; her eyes wide in shock as she saw what Max was having to endure. He whimpered and moaned, trying to keep his breathing steady.
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