Fic: SHOWtime - 2nd in the "show"-'verse

[mpregloveranon]

Title: SHOWtime
Authors: mpregloveranon & vanster23
Pairing: Sam/Dean
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: NC-17 pwp, Mpreg, dirty talk, overdue!Dean, graphic birth
Disclaimer: We just own a kinky imagination. The characters belong to CW, Kripke and whoever else rightfully is making money with them.
Summary: This is the promised sequel to “I’ll SHOW You Santa!” and the 2nd instalment of the "show"-'verse. Dean is almost three weeks overdue, incredibly huge and horny as hell, while Sam has just found out about the ‘joys of pregnancy’ and is dealing with morning sickness. When he finally realizes how sexually starved his big brother is, he decides to get his act together and help Dean.

Sam woke up groggily, not wanting to wake Dean, or prompt his stomach into another round of morning sickness. That attempt was short lived as he felt his abdomen clench and he hurried off the bed, leaving a snoring Dean behind as he puked his guts out. After five minutes of hugging the porcelain, he flushed and stood up on wobbly legs. He stared at himself in the mirror and sighed. He looked like shit, bags under his eyes and a shade of green over his face. Sam grabbed his toothbrush and went to work, trying to get the taste of vomit out of his mouth. This was just unreal.

Feeling his left hip start to ache from lying on his side for too long, Dean attempted to roll over onto his other side. He couldn’t remember when he had last been able to sleep on his belly and nowadays he couldn’t even lay on his back because his enormous stomach pressed down on him so heavily that he had trouble breathing in that position. He had thought that he was already huge at nine months but now he was two and a half weeks overdue and looked impossibly big. His back hurt almost non-stop and moving cost him a lot of effort, the smallest movements leaving him breathless and tired. The worst thing though was that his sex drive had shot threw the roof after the horny, aggressive sex he had had with his brother about three weeks ago. No matter how exhausted and achy he felt, he craved sex at all times but Sam was too tired and sick himself to play along.

After four minutes of brushing his teeth and a few gargles, Sam left the bathroom and found Dean awake, sitting up in bed, rubbing his absolutely enormous belly. Santa jokes couldn't possibly describe the way he looked now. He was beyond that. "Morning." The younger brother said with a small smile.

"Morning..." Dean grumbled back as he pondered if the pressure on his bladder was bad enough to attempt standing up and dragging his bloated body into the bathroom. Pregnancy had really suited him for the first nine months but every new day that he added to his overdue list was close to torture. He loved the hyperactive baby boy inside him but he couldn't wait for him to come out.

"I'm sorry." Sam said quickly and quietly, turning away from Dean.

Frowning at his pale brother, the older hunter finally lowered his bare feet onto the floor. "What're you sorry for, Sammy?" He looked up in confusion and rubbed his massive belly to calm their baby.

"You were so happy before I started getting sick…" Sam sighed, leaning against the door. "I've barely paid any attention to you, you're just in bed all day long..."

Dean made a vague hand gesture. "It's okay. I'm just sick of waiting for this lazy little guy to finally make his appearance." He didn't have proof that they were indeed having a boy but kept arguing that he just knew he was having a son. Rubbing small circles on the underside of his impressive stomach he started whispering to it. "Listen, kiddo, daddy loves you but you can't stay in there forever."

"It's not that." Sam said, turning to look at his brother over his shoulder. There it was. Dean's cock, as thick and erect as always. He knew that Dean was just as horny as always, but as soon as Sam started getting sick in the morning, the horniest Winchester had tried to turn into a saint.

Following his lover's gaze, Dean's eyes came to a halt at the obvious bulge in his snug boxers and he understood what Sam was getting at. He rolled his eyes in frustration but forced himself to sound nonchalant when he spoke again. "It's all good. I'll go to the bathroom and take care of it." Turning back to his baby brother's ashen face, he changed subjects. "How are you feeling today, Sammy?" He could still remember the beginning of his pregnancy and even if morning sickness had sucked, he didn't think that it had affected him half as bad as Sam, who looked like death warmed over.

Sam took a deep breath. "I'm better, now." He said. "I'm really just shitty at being sick. I can't just throw up and move on, y'know?" He sat down on the edge of the bed. "I shouldn't be ignoring you, Dean. I don't have any excuses."

"Just stop apologizing and help me up, Sam." The older Winchester retorted and held out his hands, furiously hoping to stop the blush he could already feel on the tips of his ears. He had been taking care of himself and Sammy for a quarter of a century and now he needed help to go take a leak. This was so humiliating!

The younger Winchester nodded, getting up to help pulling his brother up off the bed and slowly into the bathroom. Good god, Dean was so big! He got Dean into the bathroom and stepped back, giving him a little bit of privacy.

"I have it covered, Sam." The aching, pregnant man shot his lover a dark look. It was bad enough that he had let himself be manhandled into the bathroom but he sure as hell didn't need an audience while he took care of his not so little problem.

Sam was hit with a realization. "You don't need to take a piss, do you, Dean?"

‘Never underestimate a college boy.’ Dean thought to himself and took a couple of deep breaths to swallow another snarky comment about Sam being a genius and how much he appreciated his baby brother for stating the obvious. "Just leave me alone, Sam." He hissed under his breath.

The dark-haired hunter stood in the doorway, not budging. It was time to stop being a victim, and time to be himself. "Or what, Dean?" He asked, trying to provoke his brother like the time before Christmas.

Damn, why didn't Sam just let it go? Dean knew exactly what his brother was trying to do but, even if he didn't want to let him win, he felt his treacherous cock twitch in anticipation at the challenging tone in the younger hunter's voice. "I said you should stop it already, Sam!" He growled, annoyance quickly turning into anger.

Sam shook his head, dropping his sleep pants and taking off his shirt. "Take your big pregnant body…" He said slowly. "…and fuck me."

Now THAT was really funny. Despite his anger, Dean couldn't hold back a loud chuckle. "Sure, I'll just throw you over my shoulder and carry you into my cave where I'll have wild sex with you." He threw his arms up in exasperation. "Have you looked at me lately? I can't get out of bed on my own and you think I still have the stamina to fuck you?" He could feel his eyes get moist. This was so frustrating!

Taking a deep breath, Sam faced his big brother. He might have been acting dense before, but it was clearly Dean's turn, now. "Who went on a sexual rampage two days before Christmas and knocked me up? What's another ten pounds gonna do to quench all that?" He said, putting a large hand on his lover's belly.

Enough was enough! Clenching his fists a few times Dean gave up all his self-restraint, clawed at Sam's biceps and used the momentum to spin him around and shove him in the general direction of the bath tub. With two long strides he was behind his brother and yanking his sweat pants down to expose his bare ass. "So this is what you want?" He rasped close to the taller man's ear. "Bend over and I'll show you what these TWENTY pounds will do!” He kicked at one of his lover’s feet to spread his legs even wider and pulled his own hard and ready cock out. “I give you two minutes to get yourself ready.”

Sam was licking his fingers and putting them up his ass in no time flat. "Twenty?" he asked, both shocked and impressed, turning around to get a better look at Dean's belly. Well, he was pretty damn rotund, he supposed...

"Shut your piehole!" Dean shot back and groaned when his eager cock twitched at the sudden thought of pie. Shaking his head to clear his thoughts again, he focused on Sam's fingers pushing in and out of his gradually loosening hole. "That's it. Get yourself ready for this 'big pregnant body'!" He teased, playing with his belly button while watching those skilful fingers.

The younger man pulled his fingers out a few minutes later and took a step over to the bathroom counter. He bent over and pushed his ass out, looking up into the mirror. "Do it, Dean. C'mon." He begged, needing his lover to fuck him and be happy again.

The hugely pregnant hunter was behind his brother immediately and checked out if he was ready for him with darkened eyes. Satisfied with what he saw, he gripped his straining erection in one hand and braced his weight against the counter with his free arm as he pushed into the welcoming heat. He groaned deep in his throat as he felt Sam's smooth inner walls hug tightly around his rigid flesh. "Show me how much you want this." He demanded as he pushed deeper and deeper into his lover's body, until his enormous belly was resting on the upper curve of Sam's exposed ass.

Blue eyes rolled back into Sam’s head, the initial pleasure of the intrusion to his ass overtaken as he felt the baby kick along his upper ass and lower back. "Holy shit! Dean, how big are you?" He groaned.

"Big enough for you as it seems..." The older Winchester mumbled under his breath and began to thrust in and out of the hot body in front of him. Those last three weeks had left him sexually starved and he still couldn't believe that his brother had finally agreed to sex. It was heaven and hell at once because he could sense his balls already drawing closer to his pelvis as the wonderful friction got him closer to his much needed climax but at the same time he was aching to be filled himself. He needed Sam to shove his big cock into him and give him a thorough pounding after this.

Sam pushed his ass back hard and fast, needing more from Dean. He'd never get enough, not of this. Those twenty pounds must have been built up cum or something, because his brother was firing on all cylinders. "Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me..." He chanted, loving every single second of Dean's thrusting cock.

Dean dug his fingers into his brother's hips and angled his thrusts right at the sweet spot inside him to make him cry out in ecstasy. He loved it when Sam got loud during sex and the sexy sounds only added to his spiked arousal. Getting frantic, his thrusts became faster and irregular as the tell-tale tingling in his groin area told him how close he was. Snaking an arm around his lover he circled his calloused fingers around Sam's leaking cock and began to jerk him off with rough movements, matching his thrusts.

The taller hunter let out a pure, animalistic roar as he came in his lover's hand, cum seeping out of his fist and onto the bathroom floor. He clenched his ass tight, wanting to feel every bit of Dean's orgasm himself, feel himself fill up again just like the morning Dean went all out and put a baby inside him.

Shouting out in plain bliss, Dean kept pounding into his baby brother, hitting his over-stimulated prostate on every thrust. He needed Sam hard again because he needed him to fuck him NOW! "Remember how I put that baby inside you, Sammy?" He asked smugly and stroked his fingertips over his brother clearly defined abs. "I could have gone on... forever if you... hadn't fucked me." His breathing was getting labored from exhaustion but he had to get his brother fully aroused again and dirty talking always seemed to work with Sam. "Want me to... fuck you raw or... can you get it up and..."

Sam couldn't fucking believe it. How had his pregnant, horny brother gone three weeks without this? "Seriously?" He grunted pushing his ass back instinctively, trying to will the blood back into his cock.

"How serious doesn't THIS feel?" Dean wanted to know as he shoved his hardening cock back into his lover's hole. "I need you in me!"

"Gonna come in my ass first, then?" Sam panted, needing to be filled desperately.

Chuckling Dean increased his pace once again. "That's kinda greedy." He replied and rubbed his impressive belly against Sam's back. One hand going back to his popped belly button to pinch and scratch at the sensitive nub, chasing another orgasm.

Sam saw everything Dean was doing in the mirror and licked his lips. "Don't stop, Dean!" He said to their reflection. "Get off, c'mon."

It seemed as if dirty talking worked for both of them because Dean was panting heavily and trembling with need as soon as his brother said those husky last words. There was no need to hold back any longer so he just gave in to the hot sensation of Sam clenching around him and flew over the edge with a hoarse growl, spurting scorching jets of his cum into his baby brother.

The younger Winchester smiled in the mirror, cum pumping out of his own dick onto the tiles. "Feel a little better, Dean?" He asked, turning around to give his lover a little wink.

Dean smacked his brother upside the head, holding his smug stare in the mirror reflection. "I'm ready for more but what about you?" He asked and reached for his Sam's cock to check for himself.

"Ow!" Sam shouted as Dean groped around. "If you wanna get fucked, pull out and get back to bed!" he ordered, still trapped against the sink with his brother's heavy, pregnant weight against him.

That was all the prompting the older hunter needed. He pulled out quickly, ignoring the cum, dribbling out of Sam's hole, and waddled over into their bedroom. There he stood next to their king-sized bed, rubbing his hugely distended belly sensually while he waited for further instructions.

Sam followed, walking a little funny after all that pounding. He smiled at his brother by the bed, eying his stomach. "How's the baby feelin'?" He asked, low and husky.

"Impatient... horny... Oops, guess that’s me." Dean teased and stroked his erection once, smearing pre-cum all over the underside of his belly. He licked the corner of his plump, red lips and watched Sam with heavy lidded eyes.

Smiling the taller hunter stepped forward towards his lover. "Maybe both of you?" He suggested, standing inches from Dean, smelling the need pouring out of his pores.

"Less talking and more fucking." The heavily pregnant man moaned urgently, rubbing his belly unconsciously.

Sam nodded, reaching down to let his hand join his brother's. "Need a good fuck, Dean?"

"Yeah..." The blond Winchester rasped, his eyes glazed over with arousal and unbearable need. "Please." He at last begged not able to wait any longer. If he wasn't that huge and his movements weren't so restricted by his massive belly, he would have jumped his brother already.

He could sense what Dean wanted to do, so Sam patted his lover’s huge stomach and smiled. "Wanna ride my cock? Be on top?" He asked, wanting Dean to have some control still.

Trembling with need he nodded eagerly, knowing that his knees were about to give out underneath him. There was no way that he would be able to ride Sam without some help. Trying to find the right words to phrase his request he, felt his face heating up gradually and decided to just get it out already. "Don't know if I can do it, though..." He closed his eyes and swallowed heavily.

Sam shook his head. "You're selling yourself short." He said as he lay down on the bed. "You can do it. You have it in you. Dean!"

“Thanks for the vote of confidence, Sammy.” The older brother replied and slowly climbed onto the bed, lifting his leg with some difficulty to straddle his lover’s thighs. Breathing heavily he locked eyes with the man he loved and waited a few beats before raising his eye brows suggestively. “Did you know that sex could induce labor? Don’t you want to meet our son?”

"You blaming your lack of any action for being overdue?" Sam asked, patting Dean's belly gently with a smile.

The hugely bloated hunter only shrugged in response and leaned over to press his gigantic stomach against his brother's abs. "Help me out?"

Sam chuckled. "Can we just call it fucking?" He asked, shifting his cock around against Dean.

"Anything you want but get inside me already!" Dean whimpered in frustration.

"Can't move too well at the moment, you're gonna have to climb right on yourself." Sam teased, giving his brother’s belly a prod.

He had reached his limit and couldn't wait any longer. A deep intake of breath would have to be enough to steel himself for the stretch and burn he was about to face as he slowly but steadily lowered himself onto his brother's thick, hard cock. Tears of pain and pleasure leaked out of his eyes as he squeezed them shut to block out the discomfort of the intrusion. 'I'm gonna be pushing a baby out of my body soon... Might as well man up already.' He thought to himself and started bouncing on the stiff erection he had just impaled himself on.

Sam chuckled at the look on his lover's face. His laughter died instantly when Dean sank down on top of him, going straight back to porn star moans. "Oh, Dean!" He dramatically yelled out.

His legs were turning into jelly really fast, so that his bouncing was slowing down gradually. Scratching his short nails over Sam's torso violently, Dean's voice became hard and demanding. "FUCK ME!"

Sam pushed his hips up go deeper inside Dean. He put both hands on Dean's belly and felt the baby bump around inside him. "That's it, Dean. Fuck yourself, I'll fuck you." He moaned, crashing into Dean's prostate.

A loud hiss escaped Dean as another stabbing pain went through his back and lower abdomen, telling him that he had strained himself too much. Only seconds later that pain was replaced by a hot, prickling feeling, cursing through him when his lover fucked against his prostate. "More!" He keened husky with arousal and pressed down on the hard cock embedded inside his tight channel.

The dark-haired Winchester felt the baby kick harder and grinned. "He likes that?" He asked dirtily, trying to bounce them harder on the bed together.

Dean could only nod vehemently, hoping that it would encourage his brother to continue the bouncing. He needed cum and to be filled, so bad, that he was getting dizzy with need. The baby was going wild inside him and his back was still hurting but he wanted more, harder, faster even if he felt too incoherent to talk. Instead he moaned and groaned loudly, massaging his aching belly with both hands.

Sam moaned passionately, feeling their child push around inside his lover’s belly. "Look what we did to you, how big we grew you." He quietly groaned, rubbing Dean furiously. "Think I'll get this big? Bigger maybe?"

"YEAH!" The overdue man shouted out as his prostate was stimulated for the umpteenth time. Every muscle in his body was contracting all of a sudden and at the strain he couldn't help but increase the speed of his bouncing, desperate to cum.

Feeling his brother's ass clench, Sam moaned loudly. "You fucking cum-slut!" He shouted loudly, his orgasm tearing through his body making him collapse back onto the bed.

Big, startled, green eyes stared down at the younger hunter suddenly.

Sam rubbed Dean's belly blissfully. "Mmmm…" He sighed lazily, assuming his lover must have cum.

"Argh!" Dean cried out in unmasked distress, drawing his blissed-out brother's attention back to him. He was clutching at his abdomen and biting down on his lower lip to keep quiet but he was undeniably in a lot of pain.

The younger Winchester tried to sit up, instead just pushing his cock in deeper. "Dean?" He asked with concern. "Is this... it?"

Dean yelped as his lover's thick cock thrust even deeper into him and clenched his hole around the rigid flesh in shock. "Guess I'm in.... Argh!"

Sam kept stroking his brother's belly soothingly. "It's gonna be okay, man. It's gonna be okay..."

Taking deep, more or less even breaths, Dean held his lover’s gaze and nodded. When the pain and panic had ebbed off a bit and he could form coherent thoughts again, he noticed the wetness beneath him.

Felling fluids flow out of Dean and onto the both of them, Sam knew that was definitely the cue for the baby to start coming out. "Okay, Dean. This is it, I guess.... showtime!"

Dean was still busy with breathing to keep himself from freaking out. He had been waiting anxiously to meet their son but now he just felt overwhelmed by the situation. They were going to be parents, that thought was a bit frightening in itself, but knowing that he would have to bring their boy into this world was even more terrifying. He just had to find a way to take his mind of the pain and stress. That's when he had one of the clichéd light-bulb-moments. Sex! It had always helped him to relax and to forget about the smaller aches and pains during the last few months so why shouldn't it help now? Somewhere he had read, yes he had been doing a bit of research, that sex during early labor was okay, so they should give it a shot. The only question now was how he should tell Sam about his plan.

His baby brother was still rubbing Dean's belly slowly and calmly, feeling the baby go nuts as the labor began. Damn, Dean was just so pregnant, and it wasn't going to last much longer. They had just a little more time left like this, just the two of them... "Dean?" Sam asked after some hesitation, wondering how on Earth he could propose sex while his lover was in labor.

"Yeah?" His brother's voice ripped him out of his thoughts.

Sam gave Dean's belly a nice sensual rub. That's all he could really say. He raised his eyebrow and shrugged, as if asking "Do you wanna?" with body language.

The older Winchester frowned in confusion. He knew that face and it usually was Sam's silent way to ask for sex but could his brother really be suggesting that right now. Dean was about to ask when a new jolt of pain ran through his lower body, making him grimace and groan in distress. The pain was getting more intense with every contraction and it took him a moment to be able to speak again but then the words just flew out of his mouth in one long breath. "Need a distraction, pleas fuck me, Sammy. This shit hurts, help me!"

Nodding eagerly, Sam carefully eased his lover off of his lap. "Hands and knees, Dean." He gently instructed.

He was feeling quite shaky but he slowly got onto all fours, pulling a pillow beneath him to support his upper body. "Can you check what's happening down there?" Dean inquired nervously.

Sam first stroked a hand over his brother’s backside slowly. "Relax, Dean." He said softly as he inserted a finger into him, checking on the baby. "No sign of him, yet," He then offered, not knowing what else to really look for. He was a law school dropout after all, not a med school drop out.

The cool, prodding finger inside him felt really nice and Dean moaned happily as he sensed his cock filling with blood in answer to the stimulation. "More... Feels good..." He mumbled, pressing his face into the pillow and arching his back in invitation. His enormous belly was slightly rubbing against the soft bed sheets and the pain was giving him a small break.

The younger Winchester grinned. This he could do. Law school dropouts were excellent in bed. Two more digits found their way inside Dean and his spare hand went around to cup his big brother’s belly. "Look at you, my big swollen brother…" He groaned as he pressed his finger against that small bundle of nerves that made his lover go crazy.

Hissing in obvious pleasure, Dean kept concentrating on the welcomed sensation of his brother's hand loosening him up, even as he felt the next contraction gradually unfolding deep inside him.

Sam felt the sensually rounded belly tighten and hummed gently as he tried to help Dean relax. "Just think of the baby. Think of sex. Good things." He said calmingly.

"I'm trying..." The blond hunter answered, panting through the new pain. He just hoped that this wouldn't take too long because he wasn't sure how long the mentioned 'good things' would help him to cope with labor. Biting his lower lip, he pushed back against Sam's hand to make his brother understand that he needed more stimulation.

He looked down at his hand, three fingers lost inside Dean. With his brother's needy ass pushing back into him, Sam decided to push ahead, slipping the other two fingers inside he moaning man as well. "You feel that? Feels good? Make you and the baby happy?"

"Yes... Yeah, Sam! Keep going!" Dean encouraged his lover, moaning deep in his throat and trying to clench his loosening hole to get more friction. "You... Inside me..." He added heaving for breath.

Sam grinned to himself, shoving his entire fist inside of his brother. If that didn't get him ready for childbirth, nothing would. He gave Dean's belly a pat as he pushed his hand in a little deeper. "There you go, big guy."

"Ohmygod!" The older hunter shouted and almost collapsed onto the bed as his arms and legs started shaking violently. His hole felt like it was on fire, stretched so wide, but at the same time Sam's knuckles were pressing against his sweet spot and making lust flare up inside him. His cock was rock hard and desperate for attention, leaving the hugely bloated man whimpering.

Slowly the dark-haired hunter pulled his hand out of his big brother’s body after a few more gentle movements, leaving his hole gaping and just as desperate as the rest of Dean. He leaned down to kiss the edge of Dean's hole. "You need fucking, baby?" Sam moaned, nuzzling against the smooth ass in front of him.

A full-body shiver ran through Dean. "Don't tease..." He whispered hoarsely and pressed his hard belly into the mattress as he stuck his ass in the air. The baby had calmed down which could mean that it was getting ready for birth and he really needed his brother to fuck him at least one last time before he delivered their son.

Sam pressed the head of his dick against his lover's asshole, pushing it in slowly and steadily. "Dean…" He moaned, putting both hands on the large, distended belly holding their child. "I fucking love you."

"Love you, too." Dean got out before the next contraction filled his body. All his inner muscles tensed up and he heard his brother hiss behind him as his hole squeezed tight around Sam's pulsing cock. "Move!" He begged, hoping that friction would help against the hot white pain, stabbing at his insides.

The younger Winchester did as he was told, rocking his hips frantically so his cock went deeper inside of Dean. He had gone from gaping wide to tight in seconds, and Sam loved the friction. "This better? Better? Fucking?"

Dean could only moan incoherently at this point but the pain was slowly diminishing again. He just focused on his brother's thick, hard cock pounding into him and that was distraction enough until he suddenly felt a new kind of pressure inside him. First he was confused by the sensation but then it dawn on him that the baby must be moving down into his pelvis, getting ready for the impending birth. “Ohmygod!” He shouted one more time at that realization that soon the space, where Sam’s fist had been and given him so much pleasure, would be accommodating their baby boy’s head. Goosebumps formed on his flushed skin, as he tried to imagine how that would feel, and his cock started leaking pre-cum in anticipation.

Sam could smell the pre-cum and smiled warmly. "Loving this, aren't you?" He asked his brother, completely unaware of what prompted Dean's arousal.

"Wanna see you!" The blond hunter demanded as if he hadn't heard his lover's question. He knew that his labor was progressing quite fast and wanted to enjoy the pregnant sex as long as possible. Needing to see Sam's face, he started squirming underneath him, attempting to turn around while still impaled on his brother's thrusting cock.

Sam somehow managed to flip Dean onto his back, his mountainous belly bulging up for both of them to see. "You can see me over this?" He asked dirtily, massaging the swollen flesh.

"Oh, yeah!" The older Winchester growled and grabbed his lover by the hips to pull him closer, deeper into his wanton body. He could tell that the baby had moved down another inch or two and another contraction was building, leaving him breathing hard and erratic. All the sensation flooding him at that moment, left him a bit dizzy but fortunately he was already lying down. His hands went instinctively to his contracting, swollen abdomen and he rubbed his thumb over his popped out belly button furiously to distract himself from the piercing pain.

The younger brother let his hand join Dean's, teasing his big swollen mound. "God, wish I could keep you like this!" He groaned, blissfully unaware of how much the labor was progressing. All he knew was that this was their one last round of pregnant fucking for a while.

"You can..." Dean shot back immediately, his mind already working on new scenarios of wild, impregnation sex just like the one they had indulged in a few weeks ago. He also pictured how Sam would look in a few months when he finally started showing the result of said sex. Those mental pictures and his brother's cock pulling out and shoving back into him really helped to let him forget the discomfort of labor for a while.

Sam grinned wildly at his lover. "Gonna want your belly filled up again? Get all big with my baby?" He asked, pushing in harder and faster.

The baby moved down further and suddenly Dean was overwhelmed by the urge to push. Digging his feet into the soft mattress, he bore down and simultaneously clawed at his brother's hips to keep him in place. His eyes were watering and his mouth wide open in a silent scream as he tried to process all the sensations flooding his system.

Something was brushing against Sam’s dick. "Oh Jesus, Dean!" He shouted as the contraction ended and his big brother relaxed again.

"Please, move!" Dean was panting heavily, needing more oxygen quickly because small dark spots were dancing in front of his eyes. The labor pains were coming faster and he had to be ready to push when the next one hit him.

"Gonna cum?" Sam panted, frantically trying to finish himself off before things got a bit too weird, even for them.

Dean nodded eagerly and squeezed down around Sam's erection as best as he could. "Help me, Sammy!" He asked with wide, moist eyes, needing his brother to replace the pain with pleasure. He was feeling so full, the skin on his lower belly so tight that it hurt but he needed his lover to fill him up even more. His cock was aching with every frantic beat of his heart, needing to find completion.

With a few more quick pumps of his hips, Sam came hard, filling Dean up as much as he could. He pressed his hand up against his brother's cock and pressed it into his tight, lower belly.

"Need to..." Dean cried out and started bearing down one more time with the next contraction, while hot cum pumped into him. He felt ready to explode with the need to cum but his cock only seemed to get even harder as his contracting body pushed the baby further down.

Sam swore he felt the baby brush up against the tip of his dick and pulled out. "Holy shit!" He shouted, shuffling back and spreading Dean's legs. "This is it!"

"No!" The older hunter whimpered at the loss. He still hadn't reached his climax and was already missing Sam inside him. "This hurts..." He hissed, gritting his teeth. "Help me, Sam!"

Sam sighed. Poor, horny Dean. He quickly put his hand onto his lover’s cock and started rubbing it against his huge, quivering belly. "C’mon, Dean! Push everything out all at once, you can do it!"

"Need you to... touch me down... THERE!" The distressed Winchester screamed as he pushed hard, feeling the baby's head right at his stretching entrance. The sensation was indescribable. He had never felt so full or so hard and horny. "SAM!"

The younger man put his spare hand back into his lover's stretched hole, rimming around the edges. "Let the baby do it to you, Dean." He quietly urged, feeling gross yet turned on just saying it. "Think of it as me inside you."

His brother's huskily spoken suggestion gave Dean new strength and determination. Pulling his legs up against his heaving chest, he started bearing down with the next contraction, gradually pushing harder with the increasing pressure he felt at his hole and in his balls. "URGH!" He groaned, sweat forming on his brow and slowly trickling down his flushed face, as his brother kept encouraging him to keep pushing. When the baby's head breached his slack hole, another bloodcurdling scream echoed through the room and Dean finally expelled the small head. "Get him out, SAM!"

Sam supported the baby's head with one hand, the other still around Dean's cock, pressing against his swollen underbelly. "You gotta push the shoulders out, Dean!" He shouted back. "Don't want to hurt him!"

"Okay... okay..." Dean panted, reaching a trembling hand down his aching body to touch the baby's head, before steeling himself for the next contraction.

At this point Sam could only shake his head. He never knew what to expect for a male pregnancy birth, but this wasn't it. "You're almost there." He said excitedly. "He's almost here."

Dean's fingers gently moved over the small, blood-splattered skull until he reached the baby's neck. With a deep intake of breath he inserted his index and middle finger into his sloppy, gaping hole and began to stretch the slack skin of his perineum even further, moaning obscenely as his cock started to twitch and jerk in Sam's hand. Suddenly he felt an excruciating pressure inside him and gave another long, hard push feeling the baby’s body slip free and himself reaching his climax, spurting hot cum all over himself and his brother’s fist.

Sam caught the baby and held the big, screaming boy up to Dean. "You were right…" He said with joy. "…we have a son." He clarified with tears in his eyes.

Breathless, sated and completely overjoyed Dean took in the sight of the beautiful, squirming infant in his lover's arms. "Hi, Jesse." He smiled before his eyelids started becoming too heavy and he succumbed into an exhausted sleep.

Carefully holding the baby against his chest, Sam cut the cord and swaddled the screaming infant in a clean towel. He smiled at his slumbering brother, stomach still stretched and covered in cum, and carried the baby to the bathroom to get cleaned up.

About half an hour later Dean stirred back awake. He had to blink a few times to clear the fog in front of his eyes and around his mind. “What…” He croaked and his hand went instinctively to his still well-rounded but already visibly deflating belly. It all came back to him as he tried to move onto his side, searching for Sam, and felt the soreness in his lower body. Looking down he saw a blood-stained towel lying between his spread legs. His brother must have taken care of cleaning up the mess while he was out. “Sammy?” He asked into the empty room, his voice still scratchy.

Right in that moment his baby brother entered the bedroom with their wailing son cradled in his arms and a bottle in hand. “He wouldn’t stop screaming, so I tried to feed him but he refuses to take the bottle…” Sam explained rocking Jesse softly while he kept whimpering.

“Let me take care of that.” Dean grimace as he sat up a bit straighter and leaned into the pillows, holding out his arms for their son. The little boy stared at him with big green eyes for only a second before he nuzzled his pink face into his daddy’s chest search for a nipple. “That’s my boy.” The oldest Winchester smiled as the greedy, little mouth latched onto his the sensitive nub on his swollen right pectoral and began to suckle.

“Yeah, he definitely takes after you.” Sam grinned at his brother and son, climbing onto the bed next to them and laying an arm around Dean’s shoulders, the other hand going down to his lover's big, puffy belly. "Soon…" He promised with a shared smile.

The End

On to the 3rd installment in the 'verse: Three Months And SHOWing Like Six