Julian moaned as his husband's talented tongue lapped and teased his right nipple.
Another drop of breastmilk beaded up on the neglected left teat, starting to roll down his chest and over the large swell of his very pregnant belly.
Michael noticed the runaway droplet and switched his attention to the left nipple. His fingers sought out the one he just left, gently pulling and twisting the little nub.
Julian was a mess, his damp curls clinging to his forehead, his nipples wet from the attention his husband payed the swollen buds and his penis didn't let the metal bars of his chastity cage stop it from letting precum flow freely from his piss slit.
Julian's nipples had pained slightly even before he had known he was pregnant. And since then as the months went on, his once flat, tiny nipples had swollen and became much more sensitive, so much so that it hurt to have them rub against his shirts. The areola grew darker and they too swole to double, triple their size. Julian scarcely even enduring wearing shirts anymore for the last two months as it chafed the pointed nipples ceaselessly.
Not to mention the embarrassment he had to endure whenever he went out. Just a few days ago while Michael was at work, Julian cravings drove him to get dressed up, and head to the store. Despite knowing that half the current population had either already experienced this torment, or were about to, Julian was bright red as he squeezed his breasts and ballooning belly into a tight shirt to help compress the jiggle. He wore a looser shirt over top. He wanted to hide the fact that his nipples would harden at the drop of a hat, and might even lactate a little.
When he was standing in line to buy his snacks, an old school friend, Rob, noticed him in line and came to chat. Just seconds into greeting, Rob turned to point a promotion out to him, and accidentally brushed against his chest. In a moment of mortification Julian moaned loudly, his nipples sensitive and even the tiny amount of stimulation caused a dribble of fluid to escape the teat. Michael had no choice but to abandon his shopping and run out, vowing to never set foot in that store again.
Now that he was close to giving birth, his whole chest had grown, so much so that he had small breasts by now. Not quite an A-cup, but it was undeniably breasts. They swayed when he walked, they bulged out his shirts, and they bobbed up and down when he rode Michael to a joined climax. And as time went on, they started hurting when they moved and bobbed.
About a month ago he noticed they were slightly moist when he awoke in the mornings. Later on the bedding were slightly dampened by his growing little titties and now they were lactating at any time.
Michael suspected that his husband's perky little breasts were still growing, because they were still incredibly sore and sensitive, just as they had been when they first started growing. Julian would beg Michael to lave at his nipples, to pay them attention at all hours of the day. They just wouldn't stop hurting and and aching unless they were suckled.
So Michael would of course not deny him any pleasure or satisfaction he could provide, and obliged as often as he could.
Whether it was the pregnancy, the chastity cage or the buttplugs, Michael didn't know, but Julian's sexual appetite was insatiable. He would wake up every morning to Julian sucking or rubbing his morning wood into a full erection. By the time he would wake up, his cock would be a raging red erection that was ready to spear into the tightness of his husband.
That was another thing that surprised them both; they had feared that the buttplugs Julian was required to wear full time would make him loose and destroy his anus. But even as the plugs grew monstrous, each time they were removed his anus would soon pucker back up into a tight little knot.
When they asked the doctor about it, they were informed that it had to do with the special lube that Julian had to use with the buttplugs. It was yet more evidence of the major leap forward medical science had made.
The two husbands were getting ready for bed and as usual Michael was pleasuring Julian. Their kisses were soon interrupted by Julian's breasts leaking a trail of milky fluid where his nipples pressed against Michael's firm upperbody.
Michael kissed a trail lower to capture the right nipple. He teased it first by licking it gently, taking the nub between his teeth and worrying the hard, sore nipple. Julain was impatiently begging him for more when Michael finally relented and taking the leaking nipple into his mouth. He sucked softly, only gradually sucking harder as Julian's please grew more frequent.
He sucked each nipple and was rewarded with the delicious breast milk his husband was creating for their unborn child. It tasted different from regular milk, but he nevertheless grew to like the taste, it was a special delicacy created in his husband's breasts, something special just for their family.
Soon he couldn't take it anymore. His cock was rock hard, and he needed to pull out Julian's plug and his his channel a few minutes to contract back to it's former tightness - so tight, in fact, that if they waited too long after sex to return the plug, his anus would be so tight that it would take lots of lube and stretching to open the tiny portal again enough to insert even a medium sized plug.
"Lie back," he instructed the very pregnant man before him.
