I Posted A Personal Ad On Behalf Of One Of My Devoted Followers The Other Day. I Wanted To Follow Up

I posted a personal ad on behalf of one of my devoted followers the other day. I wanted to follow up with his picture.

For all my muscular alphas in the Philadelphia area, this 26 year old , athletic built, bubble butt bearer is for you. He has a gorgeous face, submissive personality and is devoted to Father Nature's purpose of bearing sons! He's seeking an alpha to share this special desire with during intense mating. Message me if you're interested and I'll coordinate.

Julian McMahon in Nip/Tuck S1E3

Hey is everything ok with u mate? Have u abandoned this blog as u haven’t posted in a long while

I've been having a bad bout of depression and haven't had the inspiration to write. I'm very sorry.

ATLCKSKR

The act of conception is not always gentle. When an alpha is in heat ,the urge to breed is unstoppable. Here we see this bearer receiving his first load of the night, his young egg drowned in the seed that will create new life in his womb. There's no time to think of vanity, career or bodily autonomy.  Father Nature has already destined the young man to bear son after son. Together these two men ensure a new generation of hot young men.

Dad had always been big and strong. I still remember how he'd pick me up and hold me over his head as a kid. When mom left us when I was 4, it was just he and I. He toiled hard at a job in construction and raised me without ever complaining. It got lonely at times, but that all changed after I turned 18.

The phenomenon began with women becoming extinct due to a virus, followed by men naturally getting pregnant. It had turned the world upside down. As fractured as society was, dad was busier than ever, but he seemed different lately. His beefy frame had swelled up in his hips, thighs, and ass. He stopped wearing his jeans and could only fit into a pair of low-cut and tight work shorts. His hips had widened, and his ass was now rounder, plumper, and more voluminous than I'd ever seen. Late at night, I could hear moaning from his bedroom. I always assumed he was jerking off until one day I found that new hygiene thing everyone was talking about in the waste basket in the bathroom. It was a "manpon"!

"Whoa," I thought to myself, my dad is a bearer, as they now called men who could bear children. I'd heard they have cycles like women used to, at the peak of their new cycles, their holes became extremely wet and secreted a fluid.

At that moment, my dick got rock hard. The thought that my old man could possibly carry life at his age of 52 was the wildest turn-on and inspiration I'd ever had. I started staring at myself in the bathroom mirror 🪞. My hands went up and down my 8-pack abs and felt the sharp v- curve. I didn't have my dad's brawn, but I was built like a chiseled statue from playing water polo. My own legs were muscular and highly defined, which supported and ass that was round and hard like marble. My crowning glory, though, was my cock! 8.5 inches of beer can thick pleasure with an uncut mushroom head. One thing dad an I had in common was the pipe we carried between our legs, but I knew now his newly bulked ass was where I was headed next.

"Son? Did I leave my shirt in the bathroom?"

"Nah, dad, but you left something else you might need later."

"Huh?"

Dad came in and opened the door, his confused face became flush when he saw me standing nude and holding his used manpon.

"Now it makes sense why you gained weight everywhere but your abs dad."

Dad just kept turning red and tried to speak, but only stutters came out.

"Son, I, I, I wasn't sure how to tell ya...."

"It's cool, dad. I'm happy for you, I know you always wanted another boy. You just couldn't handle being a single dad to more than one that's all."

Dad held his head down low.

"You deserved a little brother, I'm sorry...."

I walked over and, with my hand, lifted his chin up.

"There's nothing to stop us now."

"Us?"

With that, I planted a huge kiss on my own father. My tongue pressed past his lips into his mouth, which still tasted like mouthwash. My arms wrapped around his huge shoulders and trailed down to his huge cakes that were already sweaty as I felt him pull off of me.

"Son, you're my own boy, how can we....?"

"Just like this."

I quickly responded by pulling his ass cheeks apart and started rubbing his wet hole.

"Oh fuck, son how can I, ahhhh damn it's starting in my rectum again."

"I heard about this, dad. Are you ovulating?"

My old man just looked at me, his resolve melting as two of my fingers were sucked up inside his hole.

"I'm old kiddo, they say they've only seen young guys get pregnant. "

"Well, I'd say you're in heat! Damn your insides are hot and slimey as fuck!"

I felt my father's hole clamp down as he let out a yelp.

"OH SHIT, IT'S HAPPENING."

And just like that, I felt a jet of liquid goo, shoot down his rectum against my fingers. My fingers were trapping it inside .

"SON PULL OUT, I'M SWELLING UP."

SPLAT!!!!

Liquid bearer juice erupted all over the tile floor as my old man's ass twerked with jet after jet of pussy goo that shot out of him, causing him to kneel on the floor.

"AH SON, THEY SAID IT COULD HAPPEN LIKE THIS, YOU'RE AN ALPHA AND BODY IS SYNCHING WITH YOUR PHEROMONES, AHHH I CAN'T BELIEVE IT, I'M OVULATING. "

My body was flush red as I breathed in the scent of his juices permeating the bathroom. It was like poppers x 3. I felt the strongest head rush and my dick throbbed as the first drops of pre cum emerged.

"Ahh shit boy, just wait, let's talk about this, we don't know how we'll I could carry..... OH FUCK YES!"

Before he could finish, my face was buried between his cheeks, lapping up the leftover goo from his now puckered hole. I felt his hand reach over and push my head in deep as my tongue felt the hot and sweet pie 🥧 that was my old man's cunt.

"I can't fight you, I can't resist my own son, ahh damn please forgive me, I can't fight my body anymore, I NEED TO BE BRED!"

Dad leaned down and pressed his face against the floor and arched his back, and put his ass up. I pulled his cheeks apart and just looked at his hole, the lips now inflamed and resembling more of a pussy. I wanted to memorize what it looked like before I bred it and, more importantly, how it looked before my future son came out of it in 9 months.

I positioned my throbbing cock against his wet hole and slowly pushed inside, his hot insides swallowed my baby making tool and tightened its grip, I heard him grunt and then yelp, followed by seep breathing as he took me in inch by inch.

"Steady there, big guy." I said to him.

My balls rested against his ass as I felt his stretch. He looked over his shoulder at me. It was a look of a man letting go, like a weight had been lifted off his shoulders.

"You gonna find my egg 🥚 son?"

My hips slowly began thrusting, I watched his eyes roll into the back of his head as I began to find my rhythm deep in his hole and against his prostate. I felt my myself sink into him and into a state of raw animalistic desire. I began to pick up the pace as I heard my big and full balls slap against his cheeks, causing them to jiggle like jello.

"We're breeding dad, just you and me conceiving a little boy, for us, by us...."

I felt his moans grow louder as hole tightened against my shaft, practically choking it.

"AH SON, HERE IT COMES AGAIN."

I felt another jet of liquid anal orgasm soak my dick from deep inside, even shooting into my piss slit which caused my entire body to tingle.

"AHHH FUCK DAD, I'M GETTING CLOSE."

Without warning, my old man pushed me off and rolled over onto his back and pinned his knees to his chest. The sight of his giant cakes and sloppy hole sent me over the edge. I pushed back into him deep, causing him to yell and smile as I began hammering away, stretching open his new cervix.

"You gonna tell all the guys on the site who your baby daddy is when you're waddling around at eight months?"

He stared right into my eyes and wrapped his big arms around me.

"Fuck yeah, I'm going to love showing off my new belly and letting them know this my boy's son. Go ahead, sport, get your old man knocked up, we've waited sooooo long."

I felt my balls tighten to the point of pain. I hadn't cum in five days and needed to drop seed where it would count!

"OH FUCK DAD, FUCK, MY BALLS, I'M MAKING YOU PREGNANT, AHHHHHH."

A volcanic eruption of pent-up desire and raw lust gushed into my old man's insides as I flooded his bowels. He squirmed a bit I shot rope after rope of seed for 2-3 minutes, by far the most intense orgasm I'd had.

"Fuck, it's like getting a hot water bottle enema, I can't...."

"Don't you dare, don't you fucking dare let my kids out."

I pumped hard over and over until the copious amounts of seed absorbed into his body and, no doubt, drowned his fertile egg, causing his belly to bloat a bit.

We came down off our breeding high, soaked in pussy juice, cum and sweat. We stared into each other's eyes as we caught our breath before we embraced in a slow and passionate kiss.

"That was amazing, boy, I feel soooooo free and like I'm seeing stars right now, but they look more like tad poles."

"I just know your body is already changing"

I pulled out and kissed his bloated belly before looking up and smiling.

"We should think of strong names for a boy...."