Doing Whatever It Takes Ch. 4

Doing Whatever It Takes

By

Brimmingbelly04

CHAPTER FOUR - Popping the Question

Everything went better than Kyle hoped. As Kelly (and Rosie) had promised, dinner was amazing. Everything was set and ready to go before Wes got home, but since Kyle wanted to keep the element of surprise going as long as he could, he went so far as to ask his (still) boyfriend to make sandwiches for dinner. Even though they wouldn't be eaten at the presumably intended time, Kyle knew he'd have his as a "snack" later, whenever he inevitably got hungry again.

Unnecessary sandwiches in hand, the guys headed up for the roof. This didn't set any alarms off for Wes as he and Kyle often ate up there when the weather was nice. What did set Wes' "spidey senses" off was when he saw how nice the rooftop had been made since he'd last up there, thanks to Rose and Kelly. They'd set up a small table and two bistro chairs, there was a beautiful floral arrangement and candles galore, on stands of various heights surrounding the table, making the atmosphere extra romantic…

As soon as he saw everything, Wes knew something was up (and had a pretty good idea *s to what) but Kyle played it annoying calm and cool till they were seated and Wes poured the both of them some champagne (just a few sips for him.) Kyle hadn't written anything down or exactly planned what he was going to say, but when the time came, what he said came quickly and easily, seeing as it was all true.

He started back at the beginning, recounting how they'd met and started dating… How they'd moved in together two years ago, and had been there for one another at each and every turn.

"The biggest and strangest most definitely being this!" He began his lead up to the big question by thumping the top of his belly before taking in as deep a breath as he could. "So, seeing as you stuck around… Wes, would you do me the honor of being my husband?" He asked with a big, genuine smile. "I'd get down on one knee, but…"

"But then we'd never get you back up!" Wes teased. "But yes, yes I will!" He beamed and nodded, making Kyle chuckle. "What..?"

The pregnant man shook his head. "I was just wondering what took me so long to ask?"

"If it makes you feel any better, I've been thinking about asking you for a while now too," Wes shared.

"Well then why the hell didn't you?!" Kyle laughed and rolled his eyes.

Wes shrugged. "I've been wanting to, I was just waiting till it was just you and me again."

"After I had the babies," Kyle realized. "Can't say I blame you."

"I was actually thinking about during."

"What do you mean?"

"I was thinking about asking you while you were giving birth."

"While I was giving birth?!" Kyle repeated with a laugh.

Wes laughed back. "I figured you'd be in need of a boost, and I couldn't think of a better one."

"I'm sure I'm gonna need a boost, but now I'm glad I beat you to it 'cause I doubt I'll wanna remember labor and delivery any more than necessary!" Kyle shuddered. "But I do wanna remember this."

"I always will," Wes winked. "Know what else I remember?"

"What?"

"I remember you agreed to have some fun tonight!"

"Oh you do, do you?"

"Did you forget your promise?"

Kyle chuckled. "I don't remember promising anything, but I'd be happy to have some fun… The occasion certainly calls for it."

"That it does!" Wes nodded. "Do you wanna finish dinner or head down now?" He asked with a big, hopeful smile.

His husband-to-be laughed again as he rolled his eyes. "You know I always finish every meal now!"

"And then usually the rest of mine! Oh, and don't forget about the…"

"Sandwiches? Believe me…" Kyle grunted. "I didn't forget about them. We'll bring them down and have them later. At least I will…" he said as he grabbed his fork to finish the rest of the meal still before him. "God knows I'll have worked up another appetite by then…" he chuckled before stopping when he remembered, "Shit! I have rings!"

"Now, we're talkin'!"

"Excuse me?!" He scoffed in mock offense.

"I wasn't gonna say anything, 'cause this…" Wes said as he gestured around them. "Is amazing, but between not getting down on one knee and not putting a ring on it…" he raised his brows as he raised his bare left hand.

"They're here, they're here…" Kyle huffed as he reached down and struggled to dig in his pocket. Even though he was still wearing his track pants, it was hard to get his hand in as seated, his thighs now really filled them. Fortunately, Wes stopped him.

"Not that I don't want the ring or for everyone to see that you're now officially, my man, but whaddaya think about waiting till the wedding to exchange rings?" He suggested.

"I think that's a good idea," Kyle nodded before letting out another small huff of a chuckle. "It's kinda funny you said you want people to see I'm your man, 'cause I've gotta admit… I was more than a little nervous about popping the question now, while I look like I'm about to pop myself! You sure you wanna marry me..?" He asked with another, slightly anxious laugh.

"Yes, babe, I'm sure…" Wes replied with a roll of his eyes. "I'd marry you right now if you wanted. It doesn't matter how you look," he shook his head. "What matters is us finally, officially being together and someday, when the time's right, having a family of our own."

"Aww, babe! That's so sweet!" Kyle grinned. "I'm glad I got you off the market before anyone else realized what a catch you were!" He winked.

"Right?!"

"And who knows?" He shrugged. "Maybe by the time the time is right for us, I'll be a successful enough lawyer to convince some newbie to have our baby for us?"

"Ha! I think you'd be very hard pressed to find anyone else crazy enough to do that!" Wes couldn't help but tease.

Kyle playfully huffed. "If the time wasn't right, right now, I'd tell you to go fuck yourself, but instead, I'll just focus on how lucky I am that you somehow, don't find me completely repulsive at the moment…" he finished with a groan and a roll of his eyes.

"Kyle…" Wes rolled his back. "I don't find you one bit repulsive," he shook his head. "Sure, your body's changed a lot, but I still like what I see, or couldn't you tell?" He smirked. "We're doing it all the time now!"

"Is that a complaint?"

"It was a compliment! I love it! Had I known all it would take was for you to get pregnant to amp our sex life back up, I would've knocked you up years ago!"

Kyle quickly switched from smiling to frowning. "You think our sex life fell off?"

It was good Wes was a lawyer… It gave him a way with words, even if he only ever mostly dealt with other "lowly" patent attorneys.

"I do," he nodded. "But not in a bad way… When we moved in together, we stopped doing it as much as we used to, but only since we're together every night now," he explained. "It's natural for that to happen and like I said, not bad. So if there's any reason I'm glad you agreed to get pregnant for your asshole bosses, it's because for whatever reason, after you did, our fun picked back up!" He finished with a grin. A big one.

"Maybe you felt like it needed to since I'm not carrying your babies?" Kyle suggested while hoping that wasn't the case.

"I don't think so," Wes shook his head. "Whatever the reason, I'm not complaining. What I'm doing is looking forward to you being ready to head downstairs so we can have sex!"

"Yeah, yeah, I'm workin' on it…" Kyle chuckled before stuffing another forkful in his mouth. He was glad his plate was almost cleared because somewhere far beneath his belly, his dick was already rock hard again in anticipation of having Wes far up inside him again.

***

A few minutes later, as Wes cleaned up, Kyle headed back down to the apartment to get ready. After helping him up, Wes had pulled Kyle as close as he could and they shared their first kiss as an officially engaged couple. Though he tried to focus on the romantic aspect of their lips locking, the kiss got Kyle harder than he already was, so as he waddled back into the apartment, he was pitching some serious wood.

Getting ready to bottom is rarely fun and much less so while pregnant. There was a lot more prep work involved now that Kyle was eating for three, and no longer had the luxury of only eating a little before "doing it." That and damn near everything he did now took twice as long as it had before he'd volunteered to become a baby making machine!

Though all the prep work had come to be a real chore, Kyle knew he'd be pleasantly rewarded for his efforts. In the cursory reading he'd done online, he'd discovered pregnant men typically fell into one of two categories: They either couldn't deal with anything other than their doctor's fingers (and sometimes instruments) entering them; or they couldn't get enough. Fortunately for him and Wes, Kyle fell into the latter category and also fortunately, Wes didn't mind any of the vast changes his body had undergone, keeping them a match made in heaven.

The renewed frequency of their intimacy coupled with the irritability of his bowels, had forced the doubly pregnant lawyer to stock up on (and use) enemas like they were going out of production. Kyle had never been more thankful for Amazon, which delivered countless saline-filled bottles unmarked, right to his door because otherwise, Wes would've been forced to go to the store often to replenish his now fiancé's stock.

Cleaning himself out so much was another reason Kyle couldn't wait to no longer be pregnant… He longed for the simpler times when he could plop down on the toilet, take a quick dump, and be confident that a few wipes with some toilet paper and then a quick rinse in the shower would leave him clean and sanitary enough for some fun. Presently almost nine months pregnant, it'd been a while since things had been that simple…

Now, Kyle had to ease himself slowly onto the toilet and then more often than not, push like he imagined he was going to have to while giving birth! He certainly ate enough to produce a plethora of crap, but the closer he got to his due date, the more he struggled to clear (and clean) himself out. This time after going, it took Kyle two enemas to be sure he was ready. By the time he waddled back out into the bedroom, Wes was waiting, perched in bed on his side, naked, causing Kyle to moan with lust at the sight.

"Damn, babe…" he said, shaking his head. "You look incredible!"

"So do you," Wes replied with a lick of his lips.

"I doubt I'll ever understand how or why you think that, but I'll take the compliment," Kyle chuckled as he approached, needlessly framing his tremendous pregnancy with his hands and forearms to further stress his point.

"I'm honestly not sure why either," Wes admitted. "But the important thing is, I like it!" He nodded. "It's… different, but still really sexy."

"I'm glad one of us thinks it is!" The doubly pregnant man rolled his eyes as he slowly turned to sit on the bed.

Wes scooted back to give him room, but only just enough. He was right behind his now fiancé as he eased himself onto the bed with a grunt and then slowly lifted his feet off the floor then turned to face him. The moment Kyle (mostly) came to a stop (belly and breasts all still quaking,) Wes' hands and mouth were all over him…

Kyle moaned as Wes wes groped and squeezed his ass. He'd always had a big, perky butt and being pregnant had only enhanced it. For two, quite large and understandable reasons, he was worried what condition it, specifically, his hole, would be left in after giving birth… Kyle's ass a whole, was going to have to do a lot of stretching to allow the large twins he'd gestated, through it, but before all that had to happen, the pregnant attorney and his abundant hormones, all made it a point to ensure he and Wes both enjoyed his ass in its current state as much and as often as they could.

As they made out, Wes worked his hand into Kyle's crack, running his fingers through the deep, warm and slightly moist valley till he reached its southern end. Then, without warning, he worked his hands deeper between his man's bigger, softer, more ample cheeks, till his knuckles pushed against the added muscle beneath them. As he did, he extended his fore and middle fingers, which he quickly and quite easily worked into the hole he too couldn't help but wonder (and worry) about what condition it would be in after two big babies made their way through it.

For the moment though, he did his best not to think about that… Kyle made things easier when he let out an obviously pleasured groan at his intrusion, so Wes worked himself deeper. Nearing the end of "his" pregnancy, Kyle was now much looser than he'd previously been, but like many of the other changes his body had (and continued) to experience, Wes found that pretty damn hot too… Yes, it made their renewed "interest" in sex different in many ways, one of which was that it allowed him easy access to his fiancé's prostate, which he quickly located again and gave a few gentle, teasing strokes.

Like much of the rest of him, the doubly pregnant man's gland was also enlarged, thanks to the increased pressure the twins were constantly placing on it. As it was played with, Kyle wriggled around on the bed as much as his mass and positioning allowed. It didn't take more than a few hits against his special spot before he was ready for more. With a grunt, he pushed back from Wes, or tried to, but his fiancé kept his fingers inside him, also ready to go to town.

Between the fingering, the twins now jostling around, and the overwhelming horniness practically consuming him, it took everything in him for Kyle to get his legs working. Amazing as Wes' fingers felt, he knew his cock would feel even better. Quick as he could, Kyle got up, Wes' fingers leaving him as he slowly stood, his own hands going to his back for support as his belly threatened to break it in half.

Wes didn't miss a beat. He used the same hand that had just been up inside his man to reach out and gently tease and graze the underside of his fecund swell. Kyle was an excellent lawyer (certainly good enough to NOT have to have done THIS) but as Wes' field of vision was pretty much entirely consumed by the massive belly hanging there in front of his face, the patent lawyer realized he seemed to be just as good at being pregnant. The realization excited him, Wes imagining what Kyle would look like when he was carrying their baby. Safe to say, he'd probably be slightly less massive…

Kyle took a few moments and breaths to try and calm down before waddling forward, belly threatening to knock Wes back, but his fiancé knew the drill and got out of the way. In doing so, he cleared a landing spot for the doubly pregnant man to drop down and that's what he literally did, hands shooting out from behind his back to in front of him and not a moment too soon as he began toppling forward, destination once again, bed, but this time, in a different position.

Wes had already started to stand but was helped the rest of the way by the wave of motion Kyle caused as he landed on his hands and knees on the bed. After almost literally popping up, he grinned as he walked around the foot of the bed, noticing as he did, how close Kyle's belly came to touching the sheets. He'd get it there while he was holding tight to that fat ass of his while really going at it…

As he made his way behind him, the patent lawyer knew what his man wanted and was incredibly grateful he still did, especially now that he was just days away from giving birth. Wes had heard some awful things from friends and co-workers… When their partners had been pregnant, they hadn't wanted to be looked at, let alone touched,  but obviously (giving his raging erection,) that wasn't the case here.

Cock bobbing in front of him, Wes approached Kyle from behind, eyeing the bulbous terrain he was about to dive into head first. Both his mouth and dick were watering as he climbed onto the bed, frame creaking beneath them a little as he added his weight back to it. Neither he or Kyle were small men to begin with so recently, they'd really been putting their mattress and bedframe to the test, but Wes was confident enough in their quality, he didn't let the audible protest deter him.

"Mmm, babe…" Kyle said breathlessly as Wes planted his hands on his cheeks again.

"Yeah?" Wes asked as he loving placed pecks all over the mounds as he needed them with his strong hands.

"Eat me!" The pregnant man pleaded. "Eat my big, pregnant ass! Stick your face up in there!"

Wes let out a deep groan. "Fuck, Kyle… When you talk like that, it makes me wanna fuck you, so bad!"

"I want that too!" Kyle nodded, struggling to turn his head back enough to make eye contact. "But first…"

"Don't worry, I got you, babe," Wes promised with a wink that went unseen by his man. "You want me to kiss, lick, nibble and suck…" he listed off, punctuating each word with another kiss to his cheeks.

"Yesss…" Kyle moaned.

For whatever reason, at that moment, he'd never felt more sexy. He didn't like the way he looked, but there was something about being so prone and burdened, along with the fact Wes still wanted him, that had him so hard, he thought for sure his dick would snap in half if it was more than gently stroked. Fortunately (and unfortunately,) Kyle couldn't reach himself in his position but needed both hands to keep his giant pregnancy from pushing into the bed anyway, leaving him at the mercy of Wes.

Any lingering concern he had about his meeting with Chad and Steven was swept away when Wes took a firmer hold of his cheeks and spread them. Kyle took in a short, anticipatory breath as he waited for those pouty, stumbled lips to make contact and when they did, he could think of nothing else because he was instantly in sheer heaven.

Wes easily worked his tongue inside. Within seconds, he was lapping away, quickly bringing Kyle to the verge of cumming, even though neither of them had touched his dick.

Wes usually, willingly stayed at the task however long he needed to to get Kyle loose and ready to go, but now that he didn't need to, he only spent a few minutes "taste testing." He would've carried on longer, but he literally couldn't wait to sink his throbbing member into the warm, velvety hole he knew he'd unfortunately lose access to for some time while Kyle recovered from pushing his bosses' children out of it.

After giving a few more probing jabs and licks, he pulled back but kept Kyle's cheeks spread as he worked himself up from his knees. He groaned loudly as his cock brushed against his man's ass during his journey back onto his feet, barely remembering to lean over his chiseled chest and abs to spit on it before inserting it all the way in.

"Ooh, fuuuuck!!!" Kyle moaned as Wes' thick, seven inches sank into him.

Like the food he couldn't seem to stop eating, he craved those seven inches even though he now got them practically all the time. Still, each and every time Wes sunk into him, Kyle relished the feeling.

Wes wanted to start pounding right away, but managed to hold himself still long enough for his fecund fiancé to adjust. Kyle's smooth chamber was noticeably looser than when he'd last fucked him the day before, but he still knew it was going to be good. After a few more moments, Wes slowly began working himself in and out, holding tightly onto Kyle's ass as he did.

Within a minute, he'd established a rhythm. All the way in and then almost all the way out, till just his head remained inside. Kyle returned his head to its position between his arms, trying his best to stifle his moans and groans as Wes thrust in and out, gradually harder and harder.

Back when they found out Kyle was pregnant, Wes had been worried about having sex. He didn't want to hurt his then boyfriend, or the babies he carried, but after being assured by Kyle's doctor that no matter how hard he fucked him (within reason) no harm would come to him or the babies, Wes went back to having sex with his man the way he knew he liked it.

Though almost every part of his body shook, jolted and bounced as he was fucked from behind, Kyle loved it. With Wes increasingly pressing down and into his ass, his back and belly naturally sagged, the latter pressing into the bed which was disturbing, as it was another reminder of how big he was, but also strangely exciting. Though it looked like he was in no position to be fucked at anything more than a slow and gentle pace, Kyle's bloated body kept up its horny mantra that any dick he was getting from his man, was good dick.

Great, actually… Despite Kyle's loosened interior, Wes still managed to hit all the right places, making sure the pregnant man got the utmost pleasure. As his milk-ladened breasts bounced and jiggled, Kyle tucked his chin to the top of his cleavage in an attempt to lessen their movement. It didn't help much. His entire body shook as Wes went at him, from his chest to his belly and ass. Movement caused by the movement of the babies along with his excess mass, caused ripples to form all over him.

Wes would've loved to keep going forever, but he couldn't fight the fierce burn emanating from his loins, urging him to climax. Leaning down over Kyle while being careful to not put any additional strain on his back, he took his hands from his ass and moved them to the bulging sides of his belly. Wes planted them there, applying just enough pressure to steady himself and feel the movements the twins were making, which was enough to send him over the edge.

As his breathing increased, so did his tempo, indicating to Kyle he was close. The pregnant man wasn't far behind despite his dick still not being touched, aside from the rubbing it was doing itself against the underside of his pregnancy. As Wes thrust into him one more time, both of them came… Kyle's seed dribbled down his belly while Wes' shot deep inside of him, filling him with that warm, wet feeling they'd both come to love.

As soon as they didn't have to worry about an unplanned pregnancy of their own, they'd stopped using condoms. Both were amazed at how much better sex felt without a thin piece of latex between them. The skin to skin contact and unencumbered release made their encounter all the more special, so neither Wes or Kyle were looking forward to when they'd have to go back to using protection.

Wes slowed his pace as his load tapered off. He gave a few more thrusts for good measure, then pulled out and collapsed onto the bed, making sure to leave enough room for his fiancé to do the same. Grunting, Kyle slowly and carefully eased himself down onto his side facing Wes, his sweaty chest still heaving as he came down from his own intense orgasm.

"Woooo!" He exhaled.

Wes smirked as he reached down and out to rub the load Kyle had shot all over himself into his warm, drum-tight skin. "If you weren't pregnant already, I'm pretty sure this time would've done the trick!" He chuckled. "I didn't think I'd ever stop cumming!"

Kyle smirked back at him as he lazily nodded. "It feels like you really filled me up!" He winked.

"Guess that means you need to go to the bathroom and get cleaned up," Wes said as he hopped off the bed with ease. "And out! I'll help you up."

"Actually, I'm gonna leave it."

"Yeah?"

"Why not?" Kyle shrugged. "It's kinda hot, and besides… we've already got the waterproof mattress pad on, so we don't have to worry about messing the bed up, just the sheets," he winked.

"It is kinda hot thinking about there still being some of me inside you," Wes grinned as he made his way to lay back down.

"Before you do that…" Kyle raised his hand from his belly. "I dunno about you, but I'm ready for one of those sandwiches now…"

Wes laughed. "I'm still stuffed, but I'll go get you one."

"Bring both, in cause you change your mind once you see me eating," the blissfully fucked out lawyer grinned as he watched his sexy fiancé saunter naked towards the door.

"You mean if you change your mind and decide you wanna eat it!" Wes corrected with a laugh and a knowing roll of his eyes.

"Well…"

"I'll bring you both."

"You're the best."

As Kyle waited for his man to return with his "snack," he looked down at and stroked his belly. "I hope your daddies surprise me and are as nice to each other as Wes and I are. You guys too, of course," he added with a gentle pat.

Though he'd meant what he said, Kyle highly doubted it was true, which made him sad for the babies he was carrying. It also made him look forward to when he and Wes had children together, which they'd go on to raise in a home filled with unquestionable and undeniable love.