Knocked Up 7/8

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Adam and Tommy retreated back inside and the next several hours were spent timing contractions and flicking through the TV channels. The contractions were coming progressively closer and each one took a little more focus to deal with. Between them Adam found that the sound of the TV became distant as his body forced him into lulls of sleep. Each one interrupted his rest with a familiar tightening and Tommy’s voice soothing in his ear. David had peeked in on them a couple of times to see how things were going, but beyond that it was a very low-key ordeal so far.

It was nearly two in the afternoon when Adam’s contractions hit ten minutes apart and Tommy went upstairs to get David.

Adam had wrapped a sheet around himself when he came back inside. When David came down with Tommy, Adam gathered the sheet and situated himself so that he was lying flat on the couch with his knees bent, feet planted on the arm. Tommy slipped in so Adam could lay his head in Tommy’s lap, and there began the strangest part of Adam’s pregnancy thus far. Nothing better than having unfamiliar fingers inside him. Adam grimaced.

To be fair, David was quick and efficient, although he looked exceptionally confused once he removed his gloved fingers. “Well, you’re about four centimeters dilated, bags bulging, but I’d rather your water break on its own. This is still early labor and since I haven’t heard any screaming I think you’re handling your contractions pretty well. And while I expected dilation I didn’t expect… well for whatever reason… you are also producing lubrication like a female, which is highly unusual.”

“That should make the delivery easier?” Tommy asked.

“I would think so and Adam, I also wouldn’t be surprised if you get an erection during the birth. I know all the hormones have been suppressing your sex drive, but as the babies pass through they’ll be putting pressure on your prostate. Some women actually orgasm during birth due to the pressure the baby puts on their g-spots. I remember seeing it once or twice while attending births with mom once I got older.”

“I hadn’t really thought about that.”

“Most women don’t either. Once you get into active labor you’ll find the contractions lasting a little longer along with coming closer together. Stay hydrated and if you need me you know where I am. I think your labor will progress more quickly with just Tommy here. You can relax with him between contractions and try not to tense up too much during them.”

“I’ll try, but I’m feeling it more in my back.”

“Try getting on your hands and knees during contractions and have Tommy put pressure on your lower back.”

“Okay.”

“I also want to quickly check their heart rates. Make sure everyone is still happy.” David grabbed his bag from beside the couch and got out the Doppler.

A quick listen dubbed everyone healthy and David went back upstairs, leaving Adam and Tommy. It wasn’t two minutes later when Adam shucked the sheet and went to the floor on all fours, the next contraction creeping in.

“Please.” Adam’s voice was soft, his head down and he began to pant.

Adam groaned when Tommy pressed a palm into his back. “Good?”

“More pressure.”

Tommy slid from the couch and onto his knees behind Adam. He overlaid one hand over the other much like he had when they’d learned CPR in high school. He pressed into Adam’s back. Adam sagged, went to his elbows, and spread his legs further apart. “That’s better,” Tommy praised. Adam’s new position gave Tommy a little bit more leverage. “You’re doing so good, baby.”

Adam sighed when his muscles finally loosened up. “S’over, thanks. Really helped.”

“Welcome, can’t believe you’re in labor. Seems like time just flew by.”

“Mmm, I believe it, but I know what you mean. Seems like just yesterday the tour ended and you came home with me.”

“You think that was the night?”

“I don’t… but then again you never know.” Adam sat back on his haunches and turned to face Tommy. “Either way, I’m glad. The crazy events that put us together… I don’t regret them. I’m not gonna say I’m not terrified of how this is going to blow up once people find out we have twins and we’re together, but I’m in this for the long-haul ya know?”

“Me too, I… someday I wanna marry you,” said Tommy.

“I’d like that.”

Tommy used a hand on Adam’s neck to pull him in for a kiss. They made out like teenagers and when the next contraction came, Adam just pulled Tommy closer. Laboring harbored the same primal energy for Adam that sex did and he wanted nothing more than to share it intimately with Tommy.

Adam’s next several contractions were spent wrapped up in Tommy, his tongue searching Tommy’s mouth, tasting. Prickles of arousal ran along his skin and Tommy groped and blindly mapped Adam’s skin with searching fingers. When they finally pulled away Adam had just finished a contraction and Tommy had enough coherency left to note the time. When the next one came, only six minutes had passed. Adam needed to move, his knees ached from the hardwood. With Tommy’s help he stood and squatted, Tommy’s arms under his own for support. There he thrust his hips and he moaned with the surge of pain that swept through him. In those moments he felt more connected to the universe than he ever had before. He was laboring like millions of woman throughout history. It was empowering, the knowledge that everything was as it was meant to be. With it came an unusual pressure. “Tommy, Tommy… something…” he trailed off. A sense of déjà vu hit him then and he knew what was happening. He rocked his hips with the wave of pressure.

“What?”

Before he could answer he felt a release and his waters gushed onto the floor between Tommy’s feet. The contraction passed and Adam sagged with relief in Tommy’s hold. “Water… ugh gotta get cleaned up. Gotta pee. Gonna go to the bathroom. Would you throw a towel over that?”

“Sure, glad the couch is leather. The splatter spots should wipe right up,” Tommy said with a smile, but Adam saw that he looked a little green around the gills.

Adam hoped to everything that Tommy made it through the birth without fainting. For a man that loved horror and gore he was shocked at how squeamish Tommy seemed so far.

Adam shook that thought from his mind and went to the downstairs bathroom. He climbed in the tub and adjusted the water temperature until a warm stream sprayed over him. He used the bar soap and ran it quickly along his body, removing sunscreen and the remnants of his waters breaking. By the time he rinsed another contraction was on him. He leaned forward, rested his hands on his thighs and let the water beat his back. He cried out when the contraction peaked, his voice reverberating through the room. With his cry came Tommy.

“Hey,” whispered Tommy.

A few seconds later the shower curtain was pulled back to reveal a naked Tommy. He climbed in and pulled Adam’s arms over his shoulders. Adam locked his arms around Tommy’s neck and relaxed, letting Tommy support his weight. Tommy was making soft shushing noises in his ear and together they rocked from side to side until the tightening in his belly dulled.

“Love you,” Adam murmured.

With Tommy’s assistance they managed to turn off the shower and get Adam semi-dried off before the next contraction. Tommy couldn’t say for sure but mentioned to Adam that it was probably time for David to check him again. Adam sat on the side of the tub while Tommy put on his pants and went to fetch David. By the time he heard footsteps on the stairs he was up and at the sink in preparation for the next contraction. It was tingling on the edge of his senses and he hunched over, elbows on the vanity. It had just gotten its grip on Adam’s muscles when Tommy walked in. Somewhere in the distance he heard David say he’d check him once it was over. He pushed the thought away and grunted at the immense pressure in his back. Adam pressed one hand into his back and clawed at the slick marble surface of the vanity with his other as the pain peaked, almost bringing him to his toes. He was breathing hard by the time it was over, but turned and headed for the couch. Tommy sat and pulled Adam’s head into his lap. Adam’s feet were planted on the arm again, knees bent to expose himself to David.

“Getting stronger, you should be about to go through transition. It’ll finish dilating your cervix and it’ll be time to push. It’ll be more intense and your contractions may feel like they’re coming one right on top of the other. If you feel pressure in your bottom or like you need to push, call me,” David explained while he checked Adam.

“Just what I wanted to hear,” Adam moaned.

“Hey, looks like you’re about seven centimeters, cervix is nice and thin, baby’s head is moving down nicely. Shouldn’t be much longer if you keep up like this. We might have a baby by seven.”

Adam glanced at the clock. “So like three hours?”

“Depends on when you’re complete and how good you push. Could be sooner.”

“Least I have something to aim for.”

“Yeah, get Tommy to grab me if you start feeling a lot of pressure or need to push so I can check you.”

“Kay,” Adam whimpered, his back seizing in preparation for the next one already. “Tommy, could you get me some water please?” Tommy slipped away to the kitchen and Adam somehow managed to slide off the couch and onto his knees. He spread his legs wide, rested his elbows on the couch, and sent a wish into the universe that this would be over soon. He concentrated on releasing all the tension in his body while he breathed in and out, slow and steady. It wasn’t easy, but it centered him. When it was over Tommy handed him a large bottle of cold water. Adam sipped at it; the cold sliding down his throat was marvelous. He was hot and tired. His hair, still damp from the shower, was sticking to his face. Without thought he raked his fingers through it and used a ponytail holder from his wrist to pull the length into a sloppy pony. At least this way it was out of his face.

Adam continued to labor for the next hour and a half and soon the contractions seemed to come one after another. He sipped water in the small time between them, but his body felt wrong. With Tommy’s help he managed to make it to the bathroom. The cool tile felt good on his skin and the cold porcelain against his cheek was familiar. With each tightening in his body his stomach rolled and gurgled until he finally vomited. It wasn’t long after the puking stopped that he needed to push.

Adam tensed up and resisted the urge, which was more than difficult. Once the contraction passed he gripped Tommy’s wrist. “I need to push, go get David.”

“Hang on, baby. I’ll be right back.” Tommy kissed his forehead and scurried from the room.

With what little thought he had left, Adam grabbed a few towels from under the sink and laid them out in front of the bathtub. He stood in front of the tub with his back to it and squatted. The side of the tub was higher than most and he was glad for it. The tub supported his back and he hooked his arms over the side for added stability. In a flurry of commotion David and Tommy rushed in.

“Tommy said you needed to push. I need to make sure you’re complete.”

Adam whined, his belly tightened, and he sagged further into the squat. Tommy crouched down beside him. “Adam, that’s it. Breathe for me.”

Adam wrinkled his nose and groaned. He wasn’t pushing, but he could feel the baby moving down anyway. He didn’t think the contraction was ever going to end but when it did David was there with a gloved hand, fingers exploring his opening. “Yeah, you’re complete, baby’s head is already engaged. Next contraction you can push.”

“I want…” Adam was still breathing hard. “Want Tommy to deliver her.”

“I… uhh… can I?” Tommy directed at David.

“Yeah, I’ll walk you through it. First wash your hands and go grab a pair of gloves from my bag.”

Adam was relieved when Tommy quickly followed David’s orders and returned to his side.

“Do you think you would be comfortable changing positions? If you want Tommy to deliver her, it would be much easier with you on your knees leaned over the tub.”

“That, yeah… just feels better squatting.”

“Okay then how about facing the tub in this position and gripping the edge of the tub for support?”

“Yeah… I think I can… yeah…” Adam managed to get his balance and turned to face the tub. He gripped the tub and felt his the tension in his back rolling around to his front. It radiated out and down until he found himself tensing his entire body and bouncing on his toes with discomfort. The urge to push was so strong he could taste it.

“Alright baby, bare down.” Tommy’s voice was in his ear.

Adam took a deep breath and gave into his body’s urges. It felt deliciously good to work with his body and he could feel the baby moving further down. He exhaled and inhaled. Using all his might he pushed the discomfort down, down, down. When the contraction passed Tommy handed him his water and he took a sip.

“So proud of you, birthing our babies.”

“You’re doing really well Adam, don’t lose focus,” David advised.

Through several contractions Adam gave everything he had. Somewhere near the end of the last one he noticed the pain had given way to something erotic. His body tingled with pleasure and for the first time in months he had a firm erection. As his uterus contracted again, he pushed in little bursts. Each time it sent shivers through him and the groans of pain turned into moans. He reached behind him to pull Tommy closer. “I… I’m hard,” he whispered.

“What… I mean…” Tommy whispered back.

“Please,” Adam whimpered and gave a tiny push.

“Can he… uhh… can I… he’s got an erection,” Tommy stuttered over the words.

“I figured that might happen. Baby is putting pressure on Adam’s prostate. It’s okay you can touch him. Take off the gloves. I’ll go get you a fresh pair and give you guys a few minutes alone. Call me when you’re done or when the baby’s head is visible.”

“Okay,” Tommy replied, his attention already fully on Adam.

Adam heard the door shut behind David. The contraction had passed, but his body still thrummed with need. Tommy reached between Adam’s legs and brushed Adam’s cock with his bare hand. “Wow, you’re really hard,” Tommy observed. He gripped Adam and tugged down the thick length. The position was a little awkward but Adam gasped at how amazing it felt. Soon the next contraction was on him and he pushed with it. Tommy’s hand never stopped stroking and as his muscles hugged their babies Adam found himself falling into oblivion. His cries echoed in the small room and his balls drew close. His cock twitched and his whole body vibrated with pleasure. A surge of energy thrummed down throughout his body and the baby shifted.

“You didn’t… you came dry.” Tommy finally removed his hand.

Adam shifted on his toes; the contraction and the orgasm seemed to go on and on. “Wash… wash your hands… get David,” he huffed. He was pushing, he couldn’t help it, and he knew the baby was right there. It burned, fuck it burned.

“David,” Tommy yelled. Adam heard the water turn on and the bathroom door open.

“Fuck, oww, hurry… she’s…”

David hit his knees and Adam felt a hand on his hip. “Tommy, get the gloves on now, baby’s crowning. I know it’s hard, but pant for a minute Adam.”

“Burns… holy shit Tommy, hurry. I… I need to push.”

“Sorry, sorry… these gloves are… there finally.” Tommy dropped to his knees behind Adam.

“Alright Adam, from this point on I want you to listen to what I say very closely. I don’t want you to tear so you’re gonna push only when I tell you. Tommy, you don’t need to do anything until the head is out. Now Adam, I want you to give me a good hard push.”

“Unngh.” Adam whimpered and pushed down, pain and pleasure warred for dominance and Adam focused on the pleasure.

“Give me more,” David directed.

Adam pushed as hard as he could and let out a scream. “Burns… FUCK!”

“Okay, pant Adam, let your body do the work.”

“Oh, baby, she’s got a head-full of hair. I see her forehead. You’re doing so well. I love you Adam.”

“David, gotta push,” Adam warned.

“Little pushes, Adam,” David instructed.

Adam grunted and bore down. It was an amazing feeling knowing his baby was so close to being born.

“Her head is out. I can see her tiny little face,” said Tommy.

“Alright Tommy, now I want you to put your hand at the back of the babies neck and support it as she comes down. When her shoulders begin to deliver, her body will rotate and you want to have a hand to ready to support her back. Once the shoulders are out her the rest will come quickly so be prepared to catch.”

“Okay, I think I can manage.”

“Alright Adam, big push.”

Adam pushed and he could feel her body. She rotated inside of him and the next thing he heard was her cries. “Adam, she… we have a daughter.”

“Adam, using the tub for support, stand up and let Tommy pass her to you through your legs.”

Adam stood and Tommy handed him the wriggling baby. He turned around and with Tommy’s help lowered himself back to the floor. David handed him a towel and he wrapped the tiny infant up and stared down at her. She was still a little bloody from the birth, but she was the most beautiful thing Adam had ever seen.

“Yeah I know you’re not gonna like this,” David warned. He used a bulb to suction out the babies nose and mouth. Her cries went up an octave and she waved her tiny hands in protest.

“There now, just making sure all that nasty stuff is gone,” Tommy murmured and scooted closer to Adam.

Adam held her close. She soon quieted, and he chuckled when she nuzzled his chest. “Try feeding her.” Tommy suggested.

Adam looked up, realizing the world wasn’t just the two of them. “I… I guess she’s hungry.”

“Brush her cheek and she’ll open her mouth for you.” David’s voice was soft.

Adam stroked a finger down her tiny little face. Sure enough, she opened her mouth and he brought her to his nipple. She latched on and began to suckle. The pleasure that had ebbed once she was born lit under his skin once more with the feel of her drawing milk from his breast. It wasn’t at all sexual, but it felt good.

“Look what we did,” Adam said, grinning at Tommy.

“Yeah, can’t believe it. I’m a dad.” Tommy brushed his hand through her hair. “She’s the spitting image of you Adam.”

“She’s got your mouth though,” Adam observed.

“Born at 7:05pm,” David added.

“Glad you thought to look,” Adam sighed.



By this point Adam was exhausted but overjoyed. I had seen the countless battles Adam and Tommy had over baby names, but that evening less than an hour after her birth, their daughter had a name. Addie would be the serene baby they had hoped for.

I know what you’re thinking, what about the baby boy? Well, yeah, the story is far from over. David had mentioned that the second baby could come a few hours or even days later. As of now little Addie had fallen asleep at Adam’s breast and he used his pinky to unlatch her. I nearly died of awe when she smacked her little lips in sleep.

She really was a beautiful little thing and in that moment I knew The Fates hadn’t made a mistake in their desire to knock Adam up. This little girl and her brother would be the tie that bound Tommy and Adam forever. Yes they were soul mates, but these babies gave them a bond that was unbreakable no matter the millions of things they had going against them. Times wouldn’t always be easy and so many people who claimed to be fans wouldn’t accept their relationship, but it didn’t matter. They had each other and their babies and that would be the most important thing from here on out. Fame could be fleeting, but family is for life.




Adam winced.

“Contracting?” David asked.

“Yeah.”

“Give Addie to Tommy and go ahead and squat again. I’m gonna go grab a big bowl and my bag. Don’t push.”

Adam handed Addie to Tommy and squatted with the tub supporting his back. They weren’t like the earlier pains; they were a nagging irritant more than anything. When David came back in he was holding one of the huge mixing bowls from the kitchen and his bag. Adam watched David place the bowl between his legs.

“Umm?”

“Push if you need to. Gotta deliver her placenta. Then I’ll let Tommy cut her cord and I’ll take her and weigh her. If you’re not contracting after the placenta is delivered, you can clean up and go to bed until baby boy decides to make an appearance. You’ll appreciate the nap if you can manage to get it.”

Adam nodded and gave a push. David reached between his legs to assist in delivering the placenta. When it plopped into the bowl Adam groaned. He was a mess and needed a shower.

David took the bowl from between Adam’s legs and inspected the contents. “It’s complete.” David ruffled through his bag until he found the pair of scissors he’d sterilized along with a couple of clamps. He uncovered Addie, causing her to stir, and quickly applied the clamps.

“Alright Tommy, go ahead and lay her down.”

Tommy lay the wriggling infant on the floor between his thighs and accepted the scissors David handed him. “I cut between them?”

“Yeah, and don’t be afraid you’re going to hurt her. She can’t feel it.”

Tommy snipped through it after several tries and glanced over at the placenta. “So what do we do with that?” Tommy wrapped Addie back up in the towel and shushed her when her wail reached the ceiling.

“Some people eat the placenta, some plant it for luck. My mother always insisted that mothers should bury the placenta in the same hole as a new tree you were planting. She said it was a good indication of our relationship with the earth. A new tree sprouting up at the same time as a new child. She was always was really into the symbolism of it.”

“You think we could freeze them and take them back with us to the house? I like the idea of planting trees.” Adam sounded tired, but he was curious.

“I’m sure you probably could. You’ll be going home in November? I’m not sure it’s the best time to plant a tree, but I bet one of the home renovation places could recommend a tree that would be right to plant in November. Or maybe a bush or something.”

“Am I the only one who thinks it’s a little crazy… it looks like something out of a horror movie.” Tommy wrinkled his nose.

“Who knew big bad horror movie buff could be grossed out so easily, and by the very thing that was the home to our baby for the past few months. I’m honestly surprised you delivered her without passing out on me,” Adam laughed.

“It’s just… I dunno it looks alien.” Tommy looked from the placenta to Addie and back. “But I guess since it was her home we should honor it.”

“Alright,” said David, “since little miss Addie decided to sleep again I’m going to steal her away long enough to weigh her.”

“Thanks David, really, you’ve been a lifesaver. I’m gonna rinse off real quick upstairs and lay down until it’s time for our little boy to make an appearance. Tommy, would you bring Addie up when David’s done? Put her in a diaper and a onsie and grab one of the Moses baskets from the closet. She can sleep in it until we can get the bassinets moved into our room.”

“Sure, baby. I love you, Adam.” Tommy helped Adam to his feet and kissed him.

“Love you, too.” Adam made his way upstairs.

Adam was stiff and sore. He grabbed a pair of underwear from his drawer and one of the oversized maxi pads his mom had so thoughtfully brought by for the afterbirth bleeding. They weren’t sure how it would all work in the end, but just in case he didn’t want blood all over their bed. He dragged himself into the shower, rinsed off and toweled try. He felt like a zombie and it wasn’t until he went to dry his belly that he could feel the difference. It was definitely less prominent and kind of lopsided now that Addie was here. Adam still wasn’t sure if he could believe it. He’d given birth. He shook he head, pulled on the underwear and put the maxi pad in place. It was all he could do to shuffle to the bed. He was asleep almost as soon as his head hit the pillow, but not before his little boy gave a kick. “Yeah, little more room in there now isn’t there? Can’t wait to meet you, but could you let me sleep for a little while?” Adam mumbled. Sleep was so close he could taste it.