Alex came over a lot in the past couple of weeks. I know he was just doing this for the baby, but at the same time, I really wanted to think he liked me. I knew that the whole thing was just some delusional thought. All these hormones and feelings that were taking over my body are making me think a whole lot different than before. Alex would come over every once in a while and help me put some kind of cocoa butter stuff my mom gave me on my stomach to prevent stretch marks. I could have very easily done it myself, but my back, hips, and feet felt really sore. I guess that was the punishment for becoming pregnant. I even had to start getting elastic-wasted jeans, they were actually really comfortable.
It was kind of obvious now that I was pregnant. People are school were starting to stare and point. I wasn’t even out and open about being gay yet, so the rumors and name calling started even worse. I was normally just ignored or called gay for wearing girl jeans, nothing major. But all this was only every once in a while. I was not considered the fag in the school. That rumor somehow kicked its way up to being slut of the school. For the most part I never paid any mind. I had Rian and Jenna on my side, they helped me when I needed it. Jenna and I’s math teacher was also on my side. She probably gave about four kids detention already for bullying, but I guess she had to be on my side. She’s a teacher. Alex though, I’m still not sure. He was there for me outside of school. He was nice and caring, he let himself go and joked with me about the baby. But during school, he would go back to his dick self. He would be nice around me if no one else was around. He didn’t want people to know about the baby being his, I guess.
Alex drove me home after most people left the school. I hate his stupid reputation, but having him drive me home was a lot better than being tormented than the kids on the bus, and walking home wasn’t exactly an option for me right now.
“Why don’t you want people to know so much?” I asked Alex when he got in the car.
“I don’t know. I just can’t deal with that kind of treatment. I haven’t even officially broken up with Lisa, yet, either.” he shrugged and turned down his street. I would go over to his house every Friday. I liked being there better than my own house. His mom was a lot more accepting of me and really tried giving us advice on me staying healthy and all that. We went to his room and I sat on his bed, he helped me get comfortable and put a pillow behind me.
“I’m just going to change real quick.” he said, and I nodded is him looking away from him. I heard shuffling and I looked over at him. He was standing there almost naked, only in his boxers. I gulped because, well, he was extremely attractive. Fuck these damn hormones. I got turned on so easily it wasn’t even funny at his point. I moved a little so I can put his blanket on my lap to hide the slow growing bulge. It wasn’t exactly noticeable, but in a few minutes it definitely would be. I tried not to look at him, really, but he was just standing there practically naked, gleaming from the sun coming through his window.
“Do you like staring at people?” Alex said, snapping me out of my weird daze. I tried talking, but he laughed instead. “I’m kidding.” I let out a breath. Thank God, I really didn’t have an answer for him. No, I didn’t like staring, but yes, I loves looking at him, a lot. He finished getting dressed and came over and sat next to me. “Are you doing okay?” he asked, and got closer.
“Yeah, My back just feels really sore and I keep getting really turn-” I stopped mid sentence, my eyes widened. Shit. Alex gave me a questioning look. “Sorry,” I replied. He moved close putting one of his hands on the back my neck and the other on my thigh. All in a second, he leaned in and planted his lips on mine, softly at first then pressed harder. I kissed him back putting my hands around his neck. We couldn’t exactly move anywhere because this stupid belly.
We pulled apart, both of our lips red and glossy from the little make out session. I sighed and looked down. If you ever want a more confusing person to get a crush on, Alex Gaskarth is the guy you should go to. One minute, he doesn’t give a shit about anyone, the next, we’re making out on his bed. That also wasn’t helping the situation the was in my pants right now. He moved his hand brushing over the bulge. He looked back at me and smirked. “Are you hard?” he asked, forcing a blush on my cheeks. I shuffled farther back on his bed. “That’s funny.” he chuckled.
“No it’s not,” I whined, in attempt to defend myself. It was like my body was against me. “It sucks. I’m constantly turned on, and hungry, and sore…” I looked at him. He was looking back like he was thinking carefully about something. “What?” I asked him.
“Do you want me to take care of it for you?” he asked, kind of out of the blue.
“What?” I questioned again, but this time in disbelief. “Please tell me you don’t have one of those weird pregnant fetishes.”
“No, don’t worry. I just, I want to be able to make you as comfortable as possible, and I know all too well that sitting with a hard on isn’t exactly comfortable in any way.” He gave me a sincere look. Fuck, even when I feel stupid, bloated and sore, he can still seduce me without even actually trying to. “So?” he asked. I thought for another second and nodded my head. This pole in my pants was actually starting to hurt.
I sat back so I was more comfortable. I placed another one of his pillows under my head and moved my hips in a better position with my legs apart. He hovered over me, between my legs, and kissed me again. His tongue briefly playing with mine. Alex kissed down my jaw and over my collar bone where my shirt wasn’t covering the skin. He sucked on a part of my neck, no doubt giving me a little hickey. He trailed down my body, lifting my shirt a little over my belly and kissed it before going farther down. He pulled at the elastic on my jeans, bringing them down to my knees. Now that I was actually sober, this was all new to me. He pulled my boxers down next, letting my full erection pop out. I gulped, my stomach filling with crazy butterflies. He kissed the inside of my thighs, dragging his tongue along certain spot that made my knees week.
Alex slowly started to stroke my very hard dick, making me whimper in pleasure. He licked up a few times making circles around the tip. My breathing was getting heavier as he sucked me all the way into his mouth. I rolled my head back and let him continue his assault on me. Alex pulled off sucking on the tip and stroking the bottom half. I don’t know if this was only because this was my second blow job ever, or if it was because I was sensitive from the pregnancy, but he had me moaning like crazy. It was a great thing that his mom wasn’t home from work yet, or we would be in some serious trouble right now.
My moans had become more desperate, as I felt the burning built below my stomach. He was only sucking on the tip, so I lace my fingers in his hair and pushed him farther down, taking me to the back of his throat. “Fuck,” I moaned, and came in his mouth. I felt my muscles clenched and he pulled off of me. He stroked me a couple times making sure that I was fully done. My breathing was slowly going back to normal. He came up to my face and kissed me, not caring what his mouth was just sucking on. He kissed me deeply and rested his hand on my belly. We both chuckled at the same time feeling the baby move.
“I think the baby like it.” he said, chuckling and letting out a heavy breath. I nodded. Alex helped me pull my pants and boxers back up and I sat up looking at his bulge. “Don’t worry about it. My moms going to be home in a few minutes. We don’t want to get caught do we?” I shook my head.
“No,” I replied. I Wasn’t really sure of to start it anyway, I’ve never given a blowjob before. “How does a straight guy, like you, know how to suck another guy off like that?” I asked him feeling really curious. He just shrugged. “How do you not know?” I was pretty persistent when asking things about other people.
“I’ve sucked a couple guys off before.” I gave him a shocked look. I knew he slept around but I never knew with guys. “Don’t give me that look. I slept with you didn’t I?” I nodded again. True, but still.
“Are you like Bi, or something?” I never thought I was the first guy, but I never thought that he slept with a lot.
“I don’t know.” he told me honestly. He was quiet, just looking straight ahead. A few moments later we heard a car door shut and the front door open and shut. He mom is home. She came up the stairs and knocked on the door. Alex told her to come in and she did.
“How’s my little boys? Are you doing okay, Jack?” She asked me sweetly. The British accent always surprised me.
“Yeah, thank you.” I replied back. “Alex was just helping me put that butter stuff on my stomach.” She smiled and nodded. It wasn’t exactly butter, but there was no way I was telling her that he ‘straight’ song was sucking me off while I was pregnant.
“Oh, okay. Well what I came up here to tell Alex was,” she looked at him and stopped talking to me. “Your grandma is flying over from England tomorrow and you know how she is about this kind of thing. So what I’m asking, are you planning on telling her about the baby, or are you just going to keep that a secret?” Isobel asked him. He looked like he was in deep thought.
“I don’t think I’m going to tell her,” he finally replied. “I know how she is about the whole thing. She hates males having the baby, its the woman’s job. She’ll probably be pissed off that I even slept with a guy.” he’s not very good at being straight, that’s for sure. His mom nodded an okay before she left. “You understand right, Jack?”
“Yeah, of course. My mom is the same way. I think my dad is too, but we haven’t actually talked a lot since this happened. So I’m not exactly sure how he feels.” he nodded understanding. This whole thing was a mess. It was like a giant secret, but at the same time it wasn’t. Everyone knew about the baby, but the only people who knew the truth about it were Alex, I, and our immediate families.
“You’re still coming over though. I don’t care if she doesn’t like you. I want to make sure you and that baby are safe.” he told me, looking like he was determined to do the right thing. I’d want to come over anyway. Mainly I just wanted to get away from my own judgmental parents. Alex’s grandmother made more sense why she didn’t like it, that was even farther back in generations.
“You know, you’re a strange person.” I told him and laughed. he smiled and laughed too.
“How am I the strange person?” He continued to chuckle. “You’re the one who pregnant.”
“Well one minute, you’re attracted to girls, the next, you’re sucking off me.” He nodded.
“Don’t tell anyone.” he laughed. I knew where he was coming from though. I was him for a while, well, kind of. Not really knowing what your sexuality was, so you experiment a little. Only this time, Alex’s experiment got a baby.
ummmm… So I had a couple messages on my tumblr about playing into the “Jack gets hornier when he pregnant” thing… so, this happened… I’m gonna go take an extremely hot shower to burn off all my skin and forget that this was ever written. *face palm* what is my life? XD