Kevin's hand shot away from his hip and grabbed hold tight to the back of the couple's sofa. This was no time to worry about politeness, grace, or care. His body had work to do. All he could do was hold on, cry, scream, wail — anything he needed to get through the pain he was suffering as a passenger.
"you're doing so good", Sarah offered through the cacophony of moans and groans.
Finally, the consistently growing pain reached its peak and began to retreat back to the dark hole it emerged from. At least for now. Behind Sarah, Jane watched with a fierce intensity, her eyes locked on Kevin and her hands clamped over her ears.
This was a moment they had waited on for ears. They had hoped for it for so long, prayed that it would one day happen, and celebrated ferociously when it finally did. None of that made this event, this night, or this amazing gift any easier to bear in the moment, however.
The kind young midwife attending the birth came back to Kevin's side as the last of the contraction tailed off. Without a word, she hurriedly poked at his abdomen with a blunt plastic instrument and looked to the monitor attached to its cord. The room was filled again with another wave of noise, though this time it was the soothing and familiar thwump-thwump-thwump of the baby's heart rate as it waited to be delivered.
Jane dropped her hands away from her ears and fixed her eyes on Sarah again. "Soon," she mouthed silently to her. Sarah smiled in return.
"Baby's not far away now, I'd say next couple of contractions we're going to think about pushing," the Midwife told Kevin." Let's think about getting these shorts off and we'll make you a little more comfortable,"
Kevin agreed, hooking his thumbs into the waistband and sliding down his long baggy athletic shorts. Both Jane and Sarah turned away for the undressing. Neither were sure if they should turn back now, or wait a while longer. I mean, who's to say what's polite in a situation like this? They were both grateful to Kerry who broke the tension with further instructions.
"That's good, we'll just put these to the side for now," she began examining the evident drop in Kevin's belly. "Good, good. Now — are you happy for the parents to watch, or do you want me to tell them when the head is out?"
"Anything's fine, whatever they want" Kevin whispered with his eyes closed and his head hung low towards his stomach. Another contraction was bearing down on him fast, he was exhausted, and the agony never seemed to fully dispel between one set of pains and the next. Yet, here he was standing naked in the living room of two semi-strangers he barely even knew. He hardly felt in a position to make demands.
"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaarghhhhh," he howled again, gripping hold of the sofa, opening his hips, urging the head to come down and get out, fast.
Sarah had turned around again but kept her gaze averted to the nearest wall. She knew she'd have to look as the head made its way out but it all felt so impersonal, and impolite. In contrast, Jane was transfixed.
She had always been fascinated by the process of pregnancy and birth. Especially birth. Something about that incredible transformation fascinated her. And the wretched agony of delivery that had to be endured. It was raw and primal, surreal and somehow so incredibly natural too.
She wanted to be there, even just for a second. She wanted to know what it was to be in such wretched agony, to put herself there by choice, and know that there's no other way out but through. She imagined knowing that the only way out was through a much greater agony and effort must have been such an unimaginable torture she had to know what it was like.
For years she had bemoaned the laws of nature that said she wouldn't ever be able to give birth herself. She would never feel that pain, make those incredible efforts, or gush in the unimaginable relief that it was all suddenly over.
She felt so incredibly fortunate that she was getting to be a part of the experience. For a long time, she had wondered if it was really going to come true. Now it was. She was witnessing the birth of their own baby boy.
Kevin broke her trance with a sudden gasp and a jolt as he lowered into a squatting position. Jane was alarmed, it looked so painful and so urgent that he struggled just to control his breath. She shot a look to the midwife, expecting to see her somehow jump into action but she was as relaxed as she'd ever seen her.
"Ahhh," Kevin gasped between loaded breaths. "I can feel him, he's right there, he's.right.there!"
"Yup, good! It won't be long," Kerry said with a despicably cheery tone.
For the first time, he could feel the weight of the head as it barrelled into his cervix and tried in vain to squeeze its way into the shaft of his cock. He was in transition. Having dreaded this moment for so many months it was finally here and now he felt unprepared. He didn't know whether to cry, push, or scream. He wanted all three.
In this crisis moment, Sarah went to his side with care and compassion. She placed his free hand around her shoulders and her own arm around his back where she rubbed long, gentle circles.
"You're doing good, so good!" she murmured into his chest. "You're amazing, you've got this,"
Kevin's eyes shot to the heavens again as another contraction bore down on him. Now, he could feel more than pain alone as it shifted and pressed on the baby inside of him and brought it further down toward his pelvis. It was agony. Yet, somehow worse than the agony he was enduring was the humiliation he was fighting to avoid.
With every ounce of pressure, another squeeze of power came bearing down against his prostate. While he knew that it was inevitable, occurring in more than 80% of deliveries according to his research, it didn't make it any easier when the time came.
Time after time the head rode down and crashed into this sensitive organ with an ever-building pressure that tormented and toyed with him. Standing in the middle of the room, holding on to Sarah for support, he cursed his body silently as his flaccid cock grew swollen and erect in front of the three women.
"urghhhh, arghhhhh," he groaned, looking down. "I'm... I'm sorry,"
"Nonsense," Kerry replied, waving her hand through the air.
"No, it's fine," Sarah whispered to him. "You're ok, It's natural,"
She smiled, resting her hand on his low-hanging belly. She could feel the embers of the last contraction continue to ripple and spasm, shifting one way and then another as it conspired to bring her baby down.
However, Kevin couldn't relax into these agonizing contractions in the way he had before. The pulsing pounding pressure that they railed onto his prostate was sending him careening down a path he didn't want to follow — even if he knew it was inevitable.
With every pulse and movement his cock throbbed harder and with more intensity than it had before before. It was agonizingly strong, yet, a welcome relief from the exhausting monotony of never-ending pain. For another second his eyes rolled back in his head as he relished the moment. He could live in this moment forever if only he was alone. Then, he snapped back out of it. He wasn't alone and he had no idea what he should do.
He thought about asking the couple to step outside the room. It would only be for a few seconds, minutes at most, just until the final phase of transition had passed. But to send someone out of the room in their own home? It felt so unbearably hostile. Besides, this was their birth as much as it was his.
Then again, when he had been asked to be a surrogate for a young lesbian couple, he could have hardly envisaged standing between them in their very own home fighting every bodily urge not to cum. Had they? He hoped they'd prepared, perhaps even researched at least as half as much as he had. But whether they had or they hadn't, he hoped they could ready themselves fast because he was quickly losing the fight.
"uhhhrhhh, ummmm , ahhhhhhhrhghh," Kevin groaned and moaned as Sarah held him firm. He gripped back just as hard as another round of contractions heaved through his body and a familiar wave of energy reared its beautiful head. This time, he knew there was no stopping it.
Kerry sprung into action with an instinct that bordered on a sixth sense — putting down mats and sheets that covered the surrounding area.
"Huuuuuhhhh, Huuuuuuh, Hoooooooaaaaaa," Kevin panted and groaned in a loud booming voice that filled the room. This time, Jane didn't cover her ears but instead watched transfixed as Kevin fought through sensations she wondered if she could handle.
Again his cock throbbed and shifted, this time in more exaggerated motions. "Huuuuh, hmmmmm, oh. my. god." he clenched his fists hard until his knuckles went tight, his toes scrunched under his feet and his breath stopped save for select labored gasps that escaped from his lips. "Ohmygod, I'm ah ahhh ahhh, I'M GOINGTO, YESSS, urghhhhhhhmmmmmmnggggggg,"
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