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Chapter 15

Peter took a large bite of the sausage of cookie dough watching as he stood outside Leon’s house.

“Are you going to keep standing outside?” Connor asked waddling over, his own fat gut bulged noticeably. The signs of pregnancy becoming noticeable on the ex jock, giving him a rounder spherical appearance.

“If I go inside I have to unpack” Peter commented rubbing his belly.

“Yeah, that’s kind of how moving in works” Connor said leaning against the car.

Leon had managed to convince Heath, his cousin Jack, Grayson and a few others to help Peter move in. Heath lumbered out red face and drenched in sweat, he lumbered to the back of the truck and grabbed a box. He bent over and his bulging fat ass peeked out of his trousers. Peter was certain if he good aim, he could quarter down there.

“Can I have some cookie dough, I’m eating nonstop” Connor muttered.

“Tell me about it, I’m packing it on. I didn’t get the whole, pregnancy makes you fat. But it really does, I have love handles” Peter said rubbing and feeling the roll of fat that accumulated over his hips.

“You were always too skinny” Connor grinned, “Especially compared to Heath.”

“Heath is like my Dad” Peter dismissed.

“I’ve seen pics of your Dad young, He was jacked” Connor said, “Heath’s just big…”

Peter frowned, “Why are we on this topic.”

“Because you haven’t moved in an hour, and your feet have to be aching” Connor commented.

“They are” Peter admitted, “I can’t move..”

Connor squinted at him, “Like physically or mentally?” He enquired.

Peter groaned and shoved a fat mouthful of cookie dough in. “Mhmmf.”

Connor crossed his arms, it made his chest bulge.

“You know, you both might be pregnant so you can’t lift things. But you can both unpack” Grayson commented glaring. His black shirt looking damp.

“Won’t be long. Promise” Connor smiled.

Grayson’s eyes narrowed, not entirely convinced.

“You know they are going to start getting Hangry soon” Connor murmured.

Peter nodded, chewing on his bottom lip again.

“If you don’t start talking your going to bite through that bottom lip of yours” Connor said honestly. “Talk.”

Peter broke off a handful of cookie dough and handed it to Connor. “The sky looks nice today.”

Connor shook his head, “If you don’t talk to me, I’ll get Leon out here who is midway through building a chest of drawers for your clothing.”

Peter whined and looked uncertain. “Fine..” he angrily snatched back the cookie dough from connor and shoved it in his mouth as he dragged over round the corner behind the fence. “I want to go home..”

Connor just stared at him blankly, “Bit late for that.”

“I know” Peter said his eyes watering and he burst into tears.

Through blurred wet eyes, as Connor stared at him confused.

“Hey. It’s okay” Connor said reassuring. “You’re going to have to explain though..you’re not homesick already are you?”

“No” Peter said wiping his eyes with the palms of his hands. “Gah, no it’s more… I love Leon..”

“Good start” Connor squinted.

“What if I get trapped again?” Peter knew how weak and silly it sounded. But that wouldn’t stop the thought going round and round in his mind. Mario had been charming and kind once. What if Leon was no different.

“Oh” Connor said looking at him.

He squeezed Peter’s shoulders, “You know that won’t happen.”

“How do I know?” Peter sniffed and he started to sob, he knew it was irrational. His hormones reaking havoc. Yet.

“Okay. You don’t” Connor said bluntly.

Peter let out a guttural sob.

“What’s going on?” Leon’s voice asked, Peter couldn’t tell where he stood as his eyes were blurred with tears.

“Ehhh. Hormones” Connor said diplomatically.

“Oh. I can..” Leon began.

“No. No…” Connor said quickly. “No offence, you’ll probably make it worse.”

“Offence taken” Leon frowned.

“Give me a bit” Connor insisted. Embracing Peter awkwardly, their pregnant bellies making the manoeuvre more difficult than either expected. Peter felt him rub his back reassuringly. “Leon loves you” he murmured into Peter’s ear. “And there’s a list of people that would beat the stuffing out of him if he hurt you.”

Peter knew Connor was right. But he wasn’t thinking rationally.

“Need a hand?” Dad’s voice asked concerned.

“Please” Connor nodded. Peter felt his Dads embrace holding him against his gut. His large arms bulging.

“So he’s a bit emotional. Because he’s worried he’ll get trapped with Leon. Like he did with Mario” Connor said.

“Peter” Dad sighed, “The only one doing the trapping here is you kiddo.”

That shook him out of it. “What?” He muffled.

“You’re having a baby, it’s not even been a year” Dad commented.

“I want a baby” Peter murmured.

“Do you want Leon?” Dad said bluntly.

“Yes” Peter answered.

“Then why are you crying?”

“I know I shouldn’t. But it’s all I can think about” Peter sniffed.

“Look. Is Leon ever going to hit you.”

“No.”

“Would he stop you from working?”

“No.”

“Then remember that. He is never going to be your dickhead ex” Dad said firmly. “So sort yourself out, and start unpacking. Because you’re not getting your old room back.”

“I was expecting you to be more sympathetic” Connor murmured.

“Sometimes we all need a push” Dad said. “Because if we don’t we might miss out on being happy. And a long time ago, I was a gang member who didn’t think he deserved to be happy, and was too scared to take the leap.”

“What happened?” Connor asked.

“Condom broke” Dad grinned.

“Wait! That’s what happened!” Peter snapped looking up.

“Oh yeah” Dad said wryly.

“So Heath was an accident?” Peter grinned.

“All three pregnancies were accidents” Dad pointed out.

“What? You ever told us that?” Peter frowned.

“Does it matter? We still wanted you, what’s life without a few curve balls” Dad said. “And you two know all about that. Come on..”

“Whats with biker guys and broken condoms” Connor muttered, as they headed back around the corner.

Papa was pushing a two seater pram back and forth. “Was it hormones?”

“Sort of” Dad smiled. “All sorted?” He looked at Peter.

Who rubbed his belly, “Yeah” he said lying.

Papa eyed him suspiciously.

“Look at them. They are so cute” Connor said glancing over at the pram. “How do you tell which one is which?”

“Left one is Austin, The Right one is Tanner” Dad said firmly.

Peter glanced over at his two youngest siblings. He smiled at them, pudgy and not even able to full open their eyes yet.

“What? How?” Connor frowned.

“We gave them both identifying colours. Austin is Green, Tanner is Blue” Papa said wryly.

“Ohhhhh. I didn’t think Dad would have it figured out” Peter murmured.

“Oi” Dad said frowning. “I’m a great Dad.”

“Well then you can keep an eye on them” Papa said wryly, “Peter why don’t help me organise lunch.”

Peter looked confused.

“You have a series of men doing physical labour, you were going to let them get hangry?” Papa pointed out.

“I’m tempted to let them suffer” Connor said amused.

“Tempting as it is, it’s the right thing to do as host” Papa said, “Especially as a host. Now Connor, can you get some plates out and find a chopping board. Peter you can help me get a few things from the car.”

Peter walked after his Papa, to where they’d parked the car. “Now Talk, I heard you crying. I assume your Dad didn’t help much.”

“He actually was alright; I’m just in my own head about stuff. Second guessing things.”

Papa opened the trunk of the car, and grabbed out a couple of bags and handed them to Peter. “Yeah? So why did Leon text this morning that you were still standing outside.”

Peter shifted, “Cause I was. Sort of started freaking out, wondering that I’d get trapped again.”

Papa looked at Peter gently, “Leon isn’t Mario, and I know that sometimes your brain can tell us things that aren’t true.”

“But you need to figure out a way of coping, because your pregnant, there is a lot of hormones pumping through your body. If you need to talk to therapist, or councillor then do it. Pregnancy is hard, and Parenting is harder. You’ll need Leon as much he needs you.”

Peter nodded, “Your going to force me inside, if I don’t walk in, aren’t you.”

“You are correct” Papa nodded.

Peter sighed and carried the bags to Leon’s front door. He took a deep breath closed his eyes and stepped inside. He expected something, but he felt nothing and he opened his eyes and saw Connor grinning from the kitchen. He looked around to see leon’s lving room with boxes piled up. He saw Leon through the doorway of the bedroom, smiling gently at him, a concerned look in his eyes. “You okay?” he mouthed.

Peter nodded, “Talk later” he mouthed back.

He crossed over to the kitchen, “The Sky didn’t fall in” Connor grinned.

“No, It didn’t. Don’t you have hormonal bouts?” Peter asked.

“I do. They usually just end up with me very horny. It’s distracting….” He trailed off as Connor was staring off.

Peter turned and Saw Grayson pull off his shirt and use it to wipe his forehead. After a second he saw Grayson smirk.

“I’ll throw a cushion at you” he warned Grayson.

“What, Am I not allowed to turn on my boyfriend” Grayson grinned.

“No. Keep your shirt on” Leon called from the bedroom. “And get me the drill already.”

“We should get started on lunch” Peter realised.

Connor nodded, “I warned you” Papa grinned walking over. “Men need to eat.”

❧

(Possibly include stuffing)

“See you, and thankyou Heath. I will get you those beers” Leon said as he waved Heath off. He closed the door and sighed, “We’re getting doughboys tonight and eating it in bed.”

Peter chuckled as he rubbed his belly slowly feeling the move inside.

“Are we going to talk about this morning?” Leon asked squatting on the floor as he took a hold of Peters feet and began to massage them.

Peter’s cheeks became warm and he sighed, “I had a wobble.”

“A big wobble. By the feeling of your very swollen feet” Leon pointed out.

“I just started getting worried I’d get trapped like it was with Mario. And sort of shut down” Peter murmured.

“Oh” Leon said massaging him, “You know I won’t do that. You’ll always have a key, you know that.”

“I do, it’s just hormones” Peter said wryly. “And overthinking.”

“We all do that sometimes, I worry if going for Sheriff is a good idea. We’ll have a baby to contend with” Leon admitted. “I worry I’m getting too fat.”

“You are forbidden from dieting” Peter gasped horrified.

They both smiled and broke into laughter.

Leon climbed onto the couch and leaned into Peter, “Can I remind you of what I do like about you?”

Peter smiled wryly, and kissed Leon.

“I love your optimism, and your enthusiasm” Leon murmured. “I love that your friends and family are the most important things.”

“Except Heath” Peter corrected.

“We both know that’s nonsense” Leon said rubbing Peter’s belly. “You’d fight for him, if you had too.”

“Maybe” Peter murmured.

Leon grinned and kissed Peter, “I love that you were desperate to have a baby with me. And yet the idea of wedding terrifies you.”

Peter roughly poked Leon’s belly, “Hey.”

“It’s okay. I want to marry you badly. But there’s nothing wrong with waiting” he said wryly.

“I know it’s silly” Peter offered self conscious.

“It’s not, your first relationship was traumatic to say the least. You want to feel protected but not coddled, you want some freedom” Leon said rubbing his belly. “But you want to settle down.”

“Your more understanding than I deserve” Peter said snuggling against Peter. “Mhmm. I love how big you’re getting” his fingers pressed into Leon’s belly.

“It’s your cooking and that extra diner food that always seems to end up on my plate” Leon smiled.

“I was raised to be an enabler” Peter smiled.

“And I was raised to spoil the person you love” Leon grinned

“I think you’ve done incredibly” Peter said warmly. “If you aren’t careful Romeo will turn out like Heath.”

“There are worse fates” Leon said cuddling against him. Peter kissed Leon’s neck and nuzzled him fondly.

“I smell disgusting” Leon murmured.

“You smell Manly” Peter said with guttural desire.

“Fuck” Leon muttered. “Maybe we have fun before dinner” he said feeling a second wind coming on.

Chapter 16

Leon let out an audible grunt as the bar returned to its relaxed position. He sat up puffing, a sheen of sweat covering his face. His grey tank top, darkened by the sweat on his chest, under arms and back.

“Right. Done” he said glancing around. Heath was laying on a rubber mat looking completely done. “This is getting embarrassing for you.”

Heath flipped him off.

“Come on. We both know your all blubber. Peter’s got more muscle.”

“That’s uncalled for bro” Heath huffed. “I know I’m fat. There is muscle under here”

“Maybe. Why are you doing this, as long as I’ve known you haven’t set foot in the gym.”

Heath’s cheeks flushed.

“You haven’t got someone pregnant have you?” Leon asked frowning.

“No! No not that” Heath said horrified. “I’m seeing someone. And he’s fat…got this greedy streak that just gets me rock hard. But his parent think I’m too fat for him.”

Leon nodded and forced a fist to his mouth to fake a cough and hide his grin. “So you decided to punish yourself with the gym.”

“I need to trim down” Heath grunted.

“You know once you find a guy you’re supposed to get fat. I’m blowing up” Leon patted his belly which wobbled.

“I’ve noticed” Heath growled. “Are you going to marry my brother.”

“Obviously, but Peter wants to wait. And I don’t want to rush him.”

“He’s pregnant” Heath frowned.

“Yeah. And he’s been through a lot, I want to marry him, I would do it tomorrow. But I can’t rush him. He freaked out moving in.”

Heath shifted, “Yeah..”

“That’s thing about people you love. You love them no matter what” Leon said wryly, “So when are you inviting your boyfriend for Dinner with Peter and I.”

“I’m not” Heath said heaving himself up, struggling to stand. Leon was tempted to watch him struggle but offered him a hand.

“Oh come on” Leon grinned, “I’m not going to scare him like you tried to do.”

“We’re keeping it low key” Heath shifted looking uncomfortable.

“Uh huh” Leon nodded curiously.

“Have you got a ring yet?” Heath said clearly changing topic.

“For Peter. No. Not yet” Leon admitted.

“So you do won’t want to get married either?” Heath glared.

“I do. It’s just…” Leon hesitated, it was Peter’s brother. But they were friends first, “I wonder if we’re moving too fast. Peter brought it up and I can’t stop thinking that maybe he’s right.”

“My brothers pregnant, that ship has sailed” Heath said bluntly.

Leon whacked his belly hard, it jiggled and Leon wiped his sweat covered hand on his shorts. “Thanks, Helpful.”

“Look, you’re both scared. My parents freaked out when they found out they were pregnant again. Change is scary” Heath sighed, “You and Peter are going to be great parents. Just.. you know while you have the time, don’t forget to go on dates and do normal couples things.”

Leon nodded, “Thanks” he smiled.

“Anytime Bro” Heath said squeezing Leon’s shoulder. “I hope the showers are free.”

Leon followed Heath into the locker room, he shoved the key into the lock. The door opened and his clothes were stuffed in. The protein shaker threatening to fall out. Leon caught it and popped it down on the bench behind him. “Got it.”

“How many of those do you drink” Heath said opening his own locker.

“I go through a tub a week. It really helps me bulk up” Leon smiled, he offered his bicep to Heath. “Feel it.”

Heath rolled his eyes and squeezed it, “Feels like pure flab.”

“There’s muscle” Leon grinned, “Feels my calve.”

“I’m not feeling your fat thigh” Heath frowned.

Leon lifted his leg onto the bench. “Feel it. There’s muscle there.”

Heath put his own fat leg onto the bench it wobbled. “Feel my leg, it’s mostly flab.”

Leon frowned.

“I’m honest about my body. You need to face the fact you’re steadily becoming a fat blob.”

“Why do I have to face it, I’m proud of it” Leon said wryly. “But I do have muscle and I have a reason for it” Leon said patting Heath’s belly.

“Your Dad understands it. He’d be immobile if he didn’t have muscle under all that flab. It’s not about being huge, it’s making sure your body can handle it” Leon explained. “I get whatever is going on with your boyfriend is clearly throwing you. But there’s nothing wrong with bulking up.” Heath reached out and begrudgingly squeezed Leon’s thigh. “Can you feel the muscle under the flab.”

“Yeah” Heath admitted.

“It’s something to consider, and it gives you a bit more stamina” Leon grinned.

Heath grimaced, “That’s my brother. I don’t need to picture that.”

Leon chuckled, “Sorry. Just with everything going on it’s been good to talk. And unload a bit.”

Heath nodded, “Take him out for dinner. Date. Don’t overthink things” he smiled. “Once your kid comes you’ll be busy as it is.”

Leon nodded, “Good point, and look, bring your boyfriend over. If he’s important to you, I want to meet him.”

“Right. Maybe yeah” Heath said dismissively.”

❧

Leon pushed open the door to the diner it was toward the end of Peter’s shift. The diner was busy in the early evening, it was the summer. So unlike in the rest of the year, the diner was open late. They’d hired two new waiters, purely as now both Luca and Peter were Pregnant. Practically it made things difficult, plus both would go on leave for a few months.

Leon smiled as Peter waddled about carrying plates of pie, his stomach bulging out of his uniform.

“Hello Leon, can I get you a table?” Luca asked waddling over his pregnant belly bulging noticeably.

“Hey. I just came to pick up Peter” Leon smiled.

“We’ve still got another ten minutes. You can join the waiting boyfriend’s table” Luca said with a sarcastic smile as he pointed. Leon looked over and saw Henry sitting at a table, a red flannel shirt struggling to constrain his gut. As he picked at a bowl of fries.

“Will it actually be ten minutes?” Leon asked.

“Of course” Luca smiled,

Leon lumbered over to the table. It was an odd thing he lumbered now. Not quite a waddle although it probably wasn’t far off. He sat down opposite Henry. “I’m told this is the boyfriend table.”

Henry looked up and chuckled, “Apparently so. So how’s the campaign going?”

Leon groaned, “Too easy. Which sounds ridiculous, but no one else wants it. Actually someone did try, but they were found to have a criminal record. So they weren’t eligible.”

“I wish that was true for me” Henry said sighing. “The other candidate, has been going on about how I’m a risk. I’m young, I’m not traditional.” Henry waved an annoyed hand. “I’m thirty six. It’s bloody stupid.”

Leon nodded sympathetically, “You’ve got my vote.”

“Thanks” Henry sighed. After ten minutes Peter waddled over a loose sweater over his uniform. His belly leading the way. He looked exhausted.

“Hi” Leon said embracing him. “You look wrecked.”

“Thanks” Peter said flatly.

“I’m taking you to dinner” Leon whispered, “You need a treat.”

“Dinner?” Peter said leaning back against Leon. “Really?”

“Yeah. Date night” Leon said kissing his neck. “The perfect cologne, coffee and grease.”

“You’re insane” Peter murmured, as Leon rubbed his belly.

“How’s Romeo?”

“He’s fine. Starting to move around a lot” Peter admitted.

“You’ve picked out a name?” Henry said surprised.

“After my Papa” Leon explained.

“Aww” Luca smiled. “We haven’t gotten that far.”

“You don’t like my ideas” Henry murmured.

“We’re not naming our first child Colt. Sounds like a horse.”

Peter grinned.

“Nay, I’ve heard worse names” Peter beamed.

Luca just shook his head at him, “No.”

“Let’s go home” Henry said putting his arm around Henry. “We have that Lasagne your Dad made, in the fridge.”

“You can put in the oven. I’m not moving from your couch” Luca grinned.

“Deal” Henry smiled.

“Come on. Let’s get home and then we can go out to dinner?” Leon smiled. “Any preference?”

“Food. I could eat anything right now” Peter murmured.

Leon and Peter headed over to Leon’s truck and handed the keys to Peter. “Oh. I was at the gym with your brother. He let slip he has a boyfriend.”

“Heath? Has a boyfriend?” Peter snorted, “come on.”

“I’m not kidding, I said he could invite him over but he was being weird about it.”

“So he’s making it up” Peter offered.

“His boyfriend is real. But…yeah, it’s odd” Leon said, watching as Peter started up the car.

“You’re getting better” Leon grinned wryly.

Peter punched Leon’s thigh, “I’m trying.”

“You are” Leon agreed, as Peter steadily drove out of the car park. They drove back to the house. “You are getting very good.”

“Well I’ll be driving a mini van in a few years.”

Leon laughed, he couldn’t help it, “Is that so?” He asked as he leaned over and leaned his head against Peter’s belly.

“I want a family. All born close together.”

“Because you and Heath get on so well” Leon grinned looking up at Peter’s double chin, as he rested his head in what remained of Peter’s lap.

“We mostly do” Peter murmured, he patted Leon’s belly. “Why was Heath at the gym?”

“Apparently boyfriend’s Dad thinks he’s too fat” Leon said wryly.

“To be fair. Looking at him, you’d assume he’d be immobile in five years” Peter said wryly.

“He was freaked out, whoever this boy was. Heath clearly loves him” Leon said wryly.

“Can I go shower?” Peter pouted.

“Fine” Leon groaned sitting up he leaned over and rubbed Peter’s belly fondly. “I love seeing you like this. Waddling around in your oh so tight uniform” he murmured leaning in and kissing Peter’s neck. “You look so fat with my child.”

Peter’s cheeks blushed and Leon grinned proudly. “How about you get even sweatier and I lick you clean” Leon said turned on.

Peter groaned with need, “Noooo” he half heartedly protested.

“You know I do need a little more enthusiasm” Leon frowned.

“I’d rather the shower. It’s been a long day” Peter said gently.

“Alright. Go shower” Leon smiled. “Then Date night” he winked.

❧

“Welcome to Fat Burger what can I get you” The teenage voice squeaked out of the tannoy.

Peter shook his head in judgement, “Date night.. Pft.”

“Hey, can I get two XXL burgers, supersized, twenty nuggets, two supersized onion rings, and two XXL Chicken Burgers” Leon said leaning out of the drivers window.

“Alright. Drive around”

“I had a craving” Leon defended.

“I’m pregnant. What’s your excuse?” Peter said wryly. “Gluttony?”

Leon chuckled, “Your brother suggested I should take you on more dates. Before you give birth..keep things fresh” he murmured as he pulled up at the payment window.

“But Fat Burger?” Peter protested.

Leon pulled out his card and paid, before moving to the next window. “I like Fat Burger.”

“I’ve noticed. The discarded bags shoved in the footwell made that clear” Peter said rolling his eyes.

“This gut is a combination of your cooking, beer and burgers” Leon said patting his gut with a delighted smile.

“Yeah except the burgers make you very gassy” Peter pointed out wryly.

Two very large paper bags were passed through the windows. Leon passed them to Peter. Along with two trays of drinks.

Peter took a big gulp of cola. “So where are we eating?”

“Carpark?” Leon said wincing.

“A+ Date night” Peter said dryly.

“The lake?” Leon suggested.

“The car park is fine, I’m just teasing” Peter smiled.

Leon grinned and drove over to the Mass Market car park and pulled up. “Food” he said opening the bags.

“How did you keep your figure for so long” Peter grinned at the enthusiasm Leon had digging through the bag. “There really is a big fatty in there.”

“Big time” Leon said unwrapping the burger and taking a huge bite sauce dripping out the side of his lips. “And your stuck with me” Leon warned taking another greedy bite.

The food disappeared rapidly and Leon groaned as he stretched out. He put his arm around Peter dragging him close, letting him rest his belly on Leon’s thigh. “He’s going to be fat. Urrrpppp…. Romeo that is.”

“Yeah. So will you” Leon pointed out. “Six weeks after him, you’ll be full again. Peter urrrppp… Knight, my breeder.”

“We’re not engaged..” Peter murmured. “Not yet at least.”

“I know… you want to wait. I’m just letting you know this growing fatty. Isn’t going to let them stop him expanding his family.”

Peter chuckled. “Careful I might make you bottom.”

“Even worse I might say yes” Leon said rubbing Peter’s crotch. “Topped by my pregnant boy. Mhmm..”

Peter shuddered, and Leon kissed him firmly. His hand on the side of Peter’s belly rubbing it firmly. Leon felt movement against his hand.

They stopped kissing.

“Was that?” Leon asked trembling.

“Yeah. It was…” Peter smiled cheeks blushing. “He knew you were there.”

“Our baby” Leon smiled.

“Our family” Peter admitted smiling. “Also that wasn’t a sign to stop.”

Leon laughed he couldn’t help it, before a thunderous belch erupted. “URRRRRPP” the truck practically shook. “Let’s erm go home. And…yeah..”

Peter smiled and rubbed Leon’s crotch. “Yeah Home” Peter agreed.

Chapter 17

Peter gripped the handle above the door as he carefully heaved himself out of Leon’s truck. His belly was very big, swollen and taut. It looked like a fat overripe melon. Peter puffed struggling to catch his breath, everything felt harder weighed down, especially with a baby taking up space in his womb.

“Okay” Peter puffed tired.

Leon chuckled from the driver’s seat, “That was a big effort. Would you like a sticker.”

Peter’s eyes narrowed at Leon, Leon just grinned at him. “Well you are very pregnant, moving is hard.”

“With your baby” Peter pointed out, “Your cum did this.”

Leon snorted, “It did, but you were begging for it.” He pulled out his wallet and handed Peter a twenty, “Don’t spend it all in one place. And Don’t cause so much trouble I have to come back and arrest you later.”

Peter rolled his eyes and took the twenty, “Honestly the cold concrete floor sounds nice right now” Peter admitted.

“Have fun with your friends, and your…” Leon trailed off.

“Pregnant boys night” Peter explained.

“That makes it sound like you’re doing an all nighter, your not making it till Ten” Leon chuckled. Leon got out of the car and circled around to Peter wrapping him in a hug. “I love you Peter.”

Peter moaned and snuggled into Leon. “Sheriff Leon Kennedy” His fingers danced across the sheriff’s badge pinned to his jacket.

“Fat Peter Redfield” Leon replied chuckling. “Are we just saying each other’s names.”

Peter rolled his eyes, “I’m saying I’m proud of you” he admitted squeezing Leon’s chest, “and your chest is really getting soft.” His hand slid underneath the jacket and squeezed his chest.

“I know my moobs are really coming in” he grinned. “It’s all the sympathy weight.”

“Sympathy weight I see” Peter scoffed.

“Yeah had to order a big boy sized uniform” Leon commented. “Just like how you’re never going to fit into those pre pregnancy clothes.”

“I might” Peter pouted.

“After Romeo arrives your womb is going to get another occupant very quick” Leon said kissing Peter’s cheek. “We’re having a big family. Which as Sheriff I can afford.”

Peter smiled proudly at him, “Have a good day at work Sheriff.”

“I will” Leon smiled and stole a kiss from Peter and squeezed his butt playfully before climbing back in his truck.

“You two are annoyingly cute” Wyatt said shaking his head holding a coffee. “Bye Boss.”

Peter snorted, “He sweet talks me because I look like this and I’m very moody.”

“You look very cute” Leon reassured as he drove off.

“You do look huge” Wyatt agreed, “What have you been eating.”

“Everything” Peter said rubbing his belly proudly. “I’m so hungry, and look at my ass. It’s huge” Peter turned and gestured to his fat butt. As the fattened bulging ass cheeks strained his paternity trousers.

“Your ass is fat” Wyatt nodded squeezing it, “Good Gods.”

“Right” Peter pointed out. “Speaking of, where’s your boyfriend. If there’s anyone who can sympathise with having a huge fat butt. It’s him.”

Wyatt snorted, “He’s working.”

“In what capacity?” Peter asked intrigued. Wyatt playfully whacked him, “As a bartender.”

“I have to ask” Peter commented, “Who’s drinking at a strip club at that time of day.”

“Oh Peter” Wyatt said shaking his head. “Leon is lucky you’re cute.”

“Come on you two” Connor said frowning from the doorway. Arms crossed, which only made his belly bulge out further.

Wyatt pointed at the A-Frame sign that sat outside the community centre. “Paint and Sip. Sip what? We can’t drink?”

“We can have a drink. And because it’s BYO, I bought non alcoholic beer” Connor said wryly.

“Come on” Connor encouraged.

The community hall had a series of tables setup, on each was an easel and a set of paints and brushes.

“I have no art ability” Peter pointed.

“That’s the fun” Connor said firmly his pregnant fat belly was bulging out of too tight faded t-shirt.

“Is it..” Wyatt agreed. “Can’t we just watch football?”

“We could. But Peter and Luca would get bored” Connor pointed out. “And we’re too moody to try board games again.”

Wyatt nodded, “Right. Painting it is” he sighed. “Give me one of those beers.”

“Non alcoholic beer” Connor pointed out handing one to him.

Peter took a seat next to Connor, opposite Wyatt and Luca. “How’s Bub? Figured a name yet?”

“No” Connor groaned. “Grayson suggested Oxnard the other day.”

“Was he drunk?” Luca asked from the other side.

“No. If only” Connor laughed. “It’s on the list…”

“You could shorten it to Ox” Wyatt offered.

“That’s not that reassuring” Connor frowned.

A fat bulging young man waddled out. He puffed and wheezed with every step, he wore an apron over his plaid shirt. His jeans were done up over his belly.

“Is that Edward Green. He got FAT” Connor whispered.

“Fat. That’s humungous” Peter said impressed.

“You two are hypocrites” Wyatt commented.

“Welcome everyone” Edward called out, “The Turn out is great. I’d like to thank the new Mayor Henry Clark for green lighting these community events” he smiled. “Now I’ve organised a model for this evening. Although he didn’t take much bribing.”

From behind the curtain at the side of the stage, lumbered out Heath, wearing a toga.

“Oh my god” Peter beamed, sliding out his phone and snapping a photograph.

“Heath Redfield has kindly agreed to model. It didn’t take much to bribe him” Edward patted Heath’s belly. There was a smile shared between them.

“I think they’re dating” Connor murmured.

“Really?” Peter looked up, “Anyone’s better than Jesse” Peter shuddered.

“So are you comfortable with painting Heath.”

“I can’t wait to hang this on my mantle” Peter said with a devious smile as he picked up the paintbrush. As he sent the photo of Heath to Leon, who quickly replied a laughing emoji.

On par his attempt at painting his brother hadn’t been entirely successful. It kind of resembled Heath, in the same way that a Red Pepper also resembled a red apple. Although it helped it looked like no one else had managed any better. Connor’s resembled a sort of shapeless pale blob.

“It’s post modern” Connor shrugged. “Yours is not better.”

“It’s not like either of us were good at art” Peter pointed out.

“I was great at finger painting” Connor grinned.

“Maybe you should stick to football.”

Connor patted his gut, “Can’t with this one. I’m on checkouts now and that’s dull as heck. At least I’ve got a stool.”

Creeeeek The Chair beneath Connor groaned audibly.

Peter smirked, as his own chair wheezed beneath him. “Yeah. Well... I’ve always got the job at the diner, although Leon is sure I could stop working if I wanted.” His face flushing deeply.

“Feels weird we’re all gonna have kids soon” Connor admitted.

“I dunno. Our kids are going to grow up forced to be friends.”

“I don’t think that’s how it works” Connor said wryly.

“We’re always going to be friends. Who knows maybe our little bubs will end up together one day.”

Connor laughed, “I doubt that. But it’s a nice idea.”

“You could be an optimist, stranger things have happened..”

Connor smiled, “That…that is fair.”

Peter leaned forward to add a few final touches to the painting, and suddenly he felt the chair give out underneath him. He groaned as he thumped down hard on the ground.

“Oh fuck. Peter?” Wyatt said looking horrified.

Connor groaned and grabbed the table to try to heave himself off the chair. And instead his chair creaked and gave way, and he landed on his back beside Peter cradling his belly.

“Ow..” Connor groaned.

There were gasps from the other guests, and Wyatt stood up, “Fuck. We’re going to have to go to hospital.”

“Some bachelor party…” Luca sighed.

0o0o0

Peter and Connor sat in hospital beds, “We’re not telling Leon and Grayson if we have too.”

“I’m not doing that” Wyatt said shaking his head. “I still can’t believe you both broke chairs.”

“I mean they are getting fat” Luca grinned relaxing on the couch in the hospital room.

“So are porky” Peter snapped grumpily.

“I didn’t break a chair” Luca replied cockily.

“Yours was reinforced” Wyatt scoffed, “we’ve all been fattening up. I mean fuck I’ve got love handles and my thighs jiggle. I’m gonna give birth and still waddle.”

“Yeah well. It’s pretty normal” Peter admitted, rubbing his belly gently. “Your okay Romeo.. aren’t you” he whispered.

Doctor David Messina walked in, Luca’s Dad and smiled amused at the quartet. “Well I have good news” he said warmly. “You’re both fine, the babies are fine. Just a couple of bruised egos.”

“Oh thank the gods” Connor sighed relaxed.

“Your bodies are padded, the babies are safe. Just try to not sit on any high stool” Doctor Messina warned. “Also goes for you two.”

Luca groaned, “Some Bachelor’s party this is turning out to be.”

“Well Bachelor’s parties aren’t exactly designed for heavily pregnant boys” Doctor Messina said amused.

“I know. But this our last hurrah. After this it’s going to be babies everywhere” Luca pouted.

“Can I make a suggestion” Doctor Messina suggested.

“Please” Wyatt said.

“Pick one of your houses, stop at Mass Market and raid it for snacks. Put your feet up and watch a movie and pamper yourselves” Doctor Messina warned. “Take things slow.”

“Honestly that sounds great” Peter admitted looking at Luca.

“Uhhh. Fine” Luca sighed. “We’re probably too swollen to dance anyway.”

“I’ll get the nurse to give your discharge paperwork” Doctor Messina smiled waddling out.

“We’re telling Either of the guys about this” Peter said firmly.

“I’m not that promising that” Wyatt said wryly.

0o0o0

They ended up back at Peter’s house, as Leon would be at work all night. They sat on the couch and recliners, watching the latest season of ‘Eastwick.’

“This is so good” Peter grinned. “Imagine being in a four way relationship.”

“Too much work” Wyatt said shaking his head. “I just want (boyfriend).”

“Yeah. I’m not sharing Grayson” Connor said firmly.

“Are you guys going to marry them?” Peter asked quietly.

“Definitely” Wyatt said firmly. “We want to be settled first..”

“I’m pretty sure Grayson is itching to propose” Connor said patting his gut. “I’m really tempted to propose first out of spite.”

Peter nodded taking it all in, “I want to marry Leon. But a little part of me is terrified of getting trapped again.”

“Leon isn’t your fucked up ex” Wyatt pointed out.

“Also. If you marry him, you don’t have to do the big wedding like I’m doing” Luca pointed out. “Do a registry wedding. It’s about you and Leon.”

“And you’re always going to have that little voice in your head. But Leon also seems to be one of the people who understands that. He loves you” Connor said honestly.

Peter smiled, “Thanks Guy, sometimes I need to hear that… I shouldn’t have let my ex force us apart.”

“Oh yeah. That’s never happening again” Connor said firmly.

“We’re a gang. The Gang” Wyatt grinned.

“We really should get jackets” Luca grinned. “like in the musical Lard.”

“The Burger Palace boys?” Peter squinted.

“How do you remember that” Connor said in disbelief.

“If anything it would be Angel Pine Boys” Wyatt pointed out.

“Yeah. But then my brother would want a jacket” Luca chuckled. “Thank you all for being my groomsmen. I know Henry’s a lot older, but he makes me happy. And I’m glad you guys all accepted him.”

“He’s a good guy. And all of us deserve good guys” Peter smiled.

Chapter 18

Leon let his hand cup Peter’s waist. It had been the second Grow Off Leon had attended since moving here. Although the last time he had been working as a deputy. The Main Street had been closed, and various stalls had been set up. Every shop in town and a heap of local farmers in the area had all set up.

“Morning Sheriff” Waved one stall holder, “Would you like a bottle of mead, I’ll give you a discount.”

Leon chuckled politely his gut jiggling, “Promised I wouldn’t drink until the baby is due” he winked, “next year.”

Peter frowned and visibly waited till the stall holder was out of earshot, “No you’re not.”

“I know. But if he gives me the discount he expects we’ll look the other way we get called in about public drunkenness” Leon explained.

“Ahh” Peter said rubbing his belly. “So what’s the plan?”

“Plan?” Leon looked horrified, feeling the weight of the ring box in his pocket.

“Yeah. You know do you want to watch my Dad compete in the eating contest? If I wasn’t pregnant I would absolutely ride the bull.”

“That’s not a euphemism is it?” Leon frowned. A little relieved Peter hadn’t cottoned on to his proposal plan.

“No no. It’s an inflatable bull” Peter grinned. “I was always too young to ride it.”

“And now you are thankfully too Pregnant” Leon grinned, as he rubbed Peter’s belly.

“Oh. And Connor promised to bring the baby. I can’t wait to see my little nephew.”

“You know you and Connor aren’t related” Leon said wryly.

“Technically” Peter scoffed.

Leon shook his head and smiled, “I did wonder who’d give birth first.”

“As long as Romeo isn’t late” Peter said rubbing his belly.

Leon snorted, and patted Peter’s belly, “That is not up to you.”

“You say that. But my Belly has dropped so it could be anytime in the next week.”

Leon nodded, “Oh I know” he smiled and kissed Peter affectionately. “But you know this is the easy bit?”

Peter frowned, “Easy bit?”

“We do the rest with a lack of sleep, and exhaustion.”

“Why do we want multiple kids again?” Peter enquired.

“Because I’m a glutton for punishment.”

“No you’re just a glutton” Peter grinned peevishly as he jiggled Leon’s love handles.

“Oi! Lovebirds, over here” Wyatt Called.

Peter squeezed Leon’s hand and led him over. “Are we really lovebirds?” Peter protested.

“Yes your disgustingly in love” Wyatt inside.

“Where’s Connor?”

“Bathroom” Wyatt explained. “Leon, this is my twin brother Wade?”

Beside Wyatt was without a doubt, his doubleganger. Although whereas Wyatt had largely kept his figure through the military and it was only since falling pregnant has his weight increased. Whereas Wade hadn’t and largely spent the last couple of years eating. He bulged with a spherical gut that was struggling in a plaid shirt and a t-shirt, the t-shirt barely covering his belly button and the myriad of stretch marks.

“Nice to meet you wade” Leon smiled as he shook Wade’s hand. “So how come you were never drawn into the gang?”

“I was too busy in detention” Wade grinned. “School never agreed with me.”

“Oh so you’re the good twin” Leon grinned at Wyatt.

“Although I didn’t knock up a stripper and get knocked up myself in the process” Wade Teased.

“I don’t eat my weight in food every week.”

“You sure about that? You’re looking porkier every time I see you” Wade grinned.

Wyatt rolled his eyes, “be glad you don’t have a twin brother.”

“I’d love twins” Peter declared rubbing his belly.

“Turkey legs” Theo Dawson grinned as he waddled up carrying three literal hunks of meat. Theo was Wyatt’s boyfriend, short with an incredibly fat plump butt that Leon honestly wondered was real. He had curly brown hair that was currently spilling out of a cowboy hat.

“Mhmm delicious” Wyatt said salivating as he took the hunk of meat and dug into it.

“You look ready to pop Peter, shouldn’t you be resting?” Theo enquired.

“Me? Nah plus I couldn’t miss out on the grow off. My Dad competes in the eating contest every year.”

“You should enter Wade?”

“Fuck that” Wade scoffed. “I’d just make myself sick. Or End up as far as Junior..”

“Sheriff” Henry said lumbering over, arms wide. “You’re entering the eating contest” He firmly patted Leon on the back.

“I’m more than Happy to sit in the audience” Leon reassured.

“No no. I’m telling you” Henry said. “Two people dropped out, and they asked us to make numbers. For a town with as many fatties as we do, not many are willing to eat their weight in pizza. Figures.”

Leon looked at Peter, hoping he’d suggest a rescue.

“Go on” Peter grinned.

Leon sighed, “Alright fine..” he sighed. Well there goes that plan.

❧

Leon thumbed the surface of the ring box, as it sat in his lap. He slid it between his legs until it was swallowed up by his gut.

“May the best man win” Henry said turning to Leon offering his hand.

“Well we have a few competitors” Leon said shaking it warmly.

“They’re the old guard. You’re my real competitor” Henry said with a grin.

“You signed me up for this”

“Enough of the old” Carter said looking over. “Tom you are going down.”

“I’ve heard you’ve been slacking Redfield. It’s in the bag” Uncle Tom warned, he patted his considerable belly.

“Slacking” Carter said with deep laughter.

“Old guard. We’ll wipe the table with them” Henry reaffirmed.

Leon looked over at Peter and smiled at him. His hand was balanced on his large belly. Rubbing it affectionately from his seat in the second row. “I love you” Peter mouthed.

“Love you too.”

“So the rules are straight forward, you have to finish each slice of pizza, crust included. Kindly provided by Doughboys Pizza, on Main Street. Whoever can finish the most pizza’s wins.”

Leon could admit they made it sound so easy. Suspiciously so. Everyone else had done this before but for Leon, this was his first time. He could eat his weight in food. But this was definitely something new.

Pizza’s were placed in front of each of them. Large family sized, with easily a dozen slices in it. Leon steadied himself.

“Slow and steady” he murmured. “Slow and steady.”

“Let’s count them down”

The crowd cheered and loudly chorused, “5, 4,3,2, …1.. STUFF THOSE GUTS.”

Leon’s instinct was to gorge, but he just ate. Chewing and swallowing, chewing and swallowing. It was a marathon not a sprint.

He looked down and already the first piece was gone. He began his second, finding a comfortable pace. And knowing he had a long way to go.

He glanced over to Henry, who was wolfing down slices of pizzas at a rate. His cheeks bulging as he forced more pizza in.

Out in the audience Peter was smiling supportively, rubbing his belly. As he sat sandwiched between Connor and Wyatt.

Leon didn’t want to be here. But here he was eating his weight in pizza. He looked down and someone placed a stack of pizza boxes in front of him. Had he eaten that much already.

He felt his belly, you only needed one had to eat pizza. And rubbed it slowly, he could feel the pressure. He wasn’t full, but he definitely needed to keep going. A little part of him, wanted to give up early. However Leon knew that he would regret not giving it a proper go.

So he ate and he ate. Slices of pizza disappearing into his mouth.

“I give urrrrrrrrpppp” Someone a couple of seats down to his right belched thunderously.

That surprised Leon, he reached down and rubbed his belly, making sure to help his body process the immense amount of pizza.

“Frrrrrrrrrttttt” Leon felt his ass cheeks wobble and he ignored the smell as he kept eating. Better to fart than to belch. That would interrupt his eating.

Leon kept massaging his gut while he ate. He could feels the fullness, but even he had to admit the massaging was helping process all the food. He wasn’t looking forward to going to the bathroom later. But that was later.

It was obvious the first guy giving in was the crack the dam, as a second gave up. Two of the out of towners followed close behind.

There was a groan beside him, and Leon didn’t want to look over. But he glanced over and saw his Future Father in law cradling his gut, groaning in pain.

Was Leon really doing that well, he couldn’t believe it. He needed to focus, he needed to eat.

It helped that pizza was one type of food, it sat well in his belly. He kept rubbing it, needing to make sure he had room to keep pushing himself. He could feel his gut starting to strain, as he was farting more often now.

His gut packed full.

He didn’t want to give up, he wanted to keep going.

“I give up” Uncle Tom groaned rubbing his belly.

“That leaves just two competitors. Our Mayor Henry Clark, and Young Sherriff Leon Knight.”

Leon was momentarily broken from the spell of his steady gluttony. He looked up and saw Peter watching him, his expression one of shock and intense desire.

The audience cheered, and Leon knew he had to keep eating. He opened his mouth and forced in more pizza. Bite after bite, forcing it down, chewing and swallowing.

He would stop when his body told him to stop, and right now it was pushing him to keep going.

“Urrrrrppp….ooohh…done….fuck…” Henry groaned leaning back in a chair.

“And that boys and men leaves us with her Victor. The Doughboys champion, winning a years supply of free pizza, is the Leon Knight!”

Leon blinked and it was if he suddenly felt the weight of his gut, and the amount of food he’d consumed. A microphone was shoved in his face. “Anything you want to say Sheriff..”

Leon felt his stomach gurgle, and before he could stop it, he let out a deafening Belch. “Bruuuuuuuuuurrrrrrrrpppppp…” He leaned back in the chair, he was pretty sure. There was no hope he’d move for the next week.

“Isn’t that something folks” The host chuckled.

With a great pained effort Leon lumbered off stage, rubbing his gut. That at least his gut had subdued the pain for a lot of his eating.

“What the fuck bro. How did you eat that much” Heath said staring at him. He gingerly prodded Leon’s gut. “It’s like a drum.”

“Ooohh…. Don’t…” Leon groaned.

“Dude you’re so going to end up a massive fatass” Heath smirked.

“Don’t… urrrppp gloat” Leon belched. “Ooh I need to sit down.”

Peter and his gang waddled around the corner. He looked awe struck, “How the hell did you do that” Peter stared at him.

“I just urrrrpp.. ate..”

“Clearly you look more pregnant than me” Peter said rubbing Leon’s gut.

“I need to Urrrppp sit down urrrp please.”

Peter leaned over and kissed Leon’s cheek. “I know” he said warmly, “need me to rub your belly?”

“Please” Leon groaned weakly.

“I’ll find you a chair” Peter reassured.

“That was seriously impressive” Connor said cradling his (twins) in his arms. “You have skills.”

“Ruined my plan” he murmured.

Connor patted his back sympathetically. “It’ll happen eventually.”

“You did very well Leon, and thank you for hopefully putting to bed the stupid rivalry between my husband and your uncle” Scott said amused.

“No…urrrp problem” Leon belched back.

“Don’t plan anything for this afternoon” Scott warned.

Leon groaned pitifully. “Ohhh…damn Henry.”

“Leon. You really urrrppp nailed it, seriously I can’t believe it” Henry lumbered over with Luca, who was shaking his head. Henry patted Leon on the gut, “That’s a man’s gut there.”

“Uhh. I couldn’t find a chair. But that doesn’t really matter now” Peter said quietly.

“It’s fine” Leon groaned, it wasn’t. But he’d just lumber back to the car.

“No. I mean…my water broke….” Peter said simply.

Everything stopped, and Leon looked over at Peter. Who’s right jeans were now damp all down his legs.

“Urrppp…fuck” he groaned.

“Sorry” Peter whimpered.

Leon waddled over and hugged him putting his arm around him. Heavy bloated gut pressed into him. “It’s fine. Let’s go urrrppp have a baby…”

“I’m scared” Peter said honestly.

“I know. But I’ll be with you” Leon promised.

“Papa..” Peter said.

“Peter’s water broke. So Urrrppp..we’re going.”

“Oh fuck” Wyatt said shocked. “You guys go.”

“Yeah. Tell us when we can visit” Luca grinned.

“We don’t have the bag in the car” Peter muttered.

“I’ll get it, and meet you at the hospital” Scott offered waddling up.

“Actually, you better drive us” Leon admitted, “Urrrpppp, Connor if I give you my keys can you get it from my place and bring it to the hospital.”

“Absolutely” Connor smiled. “I’ll leave this one with Gray. And I’ll come join you.”

“Great. Urrrppp Great” Leon belched nerves setting in.

Scott looked at them sympathetically, “I know it’s scary. But you both have to be brave.”

❧

Peter was taken straight to a hospital room, the whole process began very quickly. He was helped by a pregnant nurse into a hospital gown. Before leading him back to the hospital bed.

Jed - Jedidiah.