The Boys of Shinjuku
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Category:
Erotica › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
3
Views:
3,115
Reviews:
0
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.
Cory's Bad Habit
\" I... I\'m pregnant....\"
Cory blinked, dropping the meat bun he held in his hands on the floor. With wide prussian blue eyes he turned, staring at the blond haired boy standing before him. Slowly, his mind was trying to grasp upon what the other was saying. Pregnant? As in baby in the womb pregnant?
\" Th-That\'s impossible... You\'re a guy. Guys can\'t get pregnant!\"
Jory stared down at his feet, hands wrapped around his stomach. He said nothing for the moment, simply standing there, staring. There were lots of interesting things on the floor today. Like the meat bun, and some crumbs, probably from last night\'s garlic bread. Speaking of garlic bread, he was craving some.
\" It\'s true. When I woke up this morning, I threw up, a lot\" he said, red-faced as he wrapped his arms tighter around his stomach. \" I always knew we should have--\"
His words were interrupted by Cory\'s scream, and the loud thunk on the floor. Once again Cory had leaned back too far in the seat and had fallen, most likely cracking his head on the floor. Oh well, he had always told Cory to be careful. The man never listened to him anyway.
\' That\'s impossible. You\'re a man. I\'m a man. They\'re no way in hell you\'re pregnant. Men just can\'t get pregnant\" Cory said, looking visibly shaken as he righted himself back up, hands gripping the table. He looked like he might just throw it across the room, or at least, at Jory.
The reason he had started sleeping with men in the first place was so he would not have to deal with this sort of thing. There was no way Jory could be pregnant, it was humanly impossible. There was no womb, and the only place sperm gathered was in-- Cory shuddered as he thought about it, glancing once again at the surely brain impaired man before him.
Who was suddenly smiling.
\" You should be happy Cory, this means that we\'ll have a little girl of our own! We should name her after my sister. Elizabeth. Elizabeth Maria Cowell. That sounds like a nice name, doesn\'t it?\"
Cory pressed a hand against his head, feeling very ill at the moment. Children. Wait, just why did Jory think that it would be a girl? What about a boy? If they were going to have some unexplainable abomination of a child, why couldn\'t it at least be a boy? A boy he could play catch with. A boy he could teach the joys of having pre-marital sex with both men and women?
\" Wait.. Jory wait... If you are pregnant, and I\'m not saying you are, just where is this kid gonna grow? You don\'t have a womb, and you sure as hell don\'t have a birth canal, so just what is the kid gonna come out of?\"
That seemed to shut Jory up for a few minutes, giving Cory a moment of silence to think over things. Had Jory been drinking again? Or maybe smoked a few joints while he sat out here eating his nachos? Maybe Jory was back on crack again. What ever it was, he needed to find out quick, so he could end this whole \" I\'m pregnant\" thing before it ended with him going insane.
\" I suppose the baby will just have to come out of the rear then!\" Jory said cheerfully.
Cory\'s mind snapped then, jumping out of his seat to shake the blond haired man. He was screaming unintelligable things, not sure whether or not he might actually snap Jory\'s head off. The very thought of a man being pregnant sickened Cory, and there was no way in hell he would go down in history as the first man to get another man pregnant. If Jory really was pregnant, he would just have to die then. There was no way he\'d go down as the father to the world\'s first ass-birth baby.
xxxx
\" Cory! Cory wake up! You\'re choking me!\"
Gasping as a first smashed into the side of his face, Cory\'s eyes opened, looking into the more-than-pissed face of his boyfriend. Who at the moment had angry dark little bruises forming around his neck. Bruises that were in the form of fingers. His fingers.
\" J-Jory! You\'re pregnant!\"
Jory blinked in confusion, staring down at the black haired man as he rambled about how babies could not be born through the ass, and that he\'d rather die before being known as the first father of an \'ass baby\'. \'Has Cory been dipping into my stash again?\' he thought to himself, frowning slightly at the thought. It had taken the last of his paycheck to score those drugs, and he\'d be damned if Cory smoked what he didn\'t help buy. Straddling his lover, Jory looked down, noticed Cory was serious ( and sober), and started to laugh.
\" Sure, I\'m pregnant Cory. Congratulations, you managed to knock me up... again\" he added with a smirk, seeing the horror in Cory\'s eyes as the sound of a baby crying suddenly erupted from the crib next to the bed.
Cory nearly jumped out of his skin, eyes wide as he heard the crying. So it hadn\'t been a dream! It was real. Jory had actually given birth to a bigger freak than the elephant man, and he had helped create it. Shaking, he sat up slowly, looking over at the crib. Just when had they brought a crib? Why couldn\'t he remember anything?
\" Is... Is it...\" he managed to stutter out.
\" Idiot!\" Jory said, letting his fist connect once again upside Cory\'s head. \" This is my neice. Eliza brought her over while you were asleep. God you\'re an idiot.\"
Cory fell back against the bed, eyes glued to the ceiling as Jory\'s laughter filled the air. Once again he had proven how big an idiot he was. Something that his lover was going to hold against him no doubt. It seemed he was getting dumber and dumber every day.
\" Is this our baby? What a fucking idiot\" Jory muttered, picking the crying baby up, cuddling the baby girl as he walked out the room. \" Uncle Cory is an idiot, isn\'t he Maria? Oh yes he is. He\'s just the dumbest asshole in the world.\"
Jory walked into the living room, relaxing in the recliner as he fed Maria her baby bottle. \' Am I pregnant? What fucking kind of question is that?\' he thought to himself, flipping channels on the tv.
\" You see Maria, this is what happens when you read too many male pregnacy stories before bedtime\" he said, grinning as he kissed the little girl\'s forehead, who only giggled.
Author\'s Note: I apologize for the shortness, this just suddenly popped into my mind and it had to be written. Sorry if my effort at humor comes up short.
Cory blinked, dropping the meat bun he held in his hands on the floor. With wide prussian blue eyes he turned, staring at the blond haired boy standing before him. Slowly, his mind was trying to grasp upon what the other was saying. Pregnant? As in baby in the womb pregnant?
\" Th-That\'s impossible... You\'re a guy. Guys can\'t get pregnant!\"
Jory stared down at his feet, hands wrapped around his stomach. He said nothing for the moment, simply standing there, staring. There were lots of interesting things on the floor today. Like the meat bun, and some crumbs, probably from last night\'s garlic bread. Speaking of garlic bread, he was craving some.
\" It\'s true. When I woke up this morning, I threw up, a lot\" he said, red-faced as he wrapped his arms tighter around his stomach. \" I always knew we should have--\"
His words were interrupted by Cory\'s scream, and the loud thunk on the floor. Once again Cory had leaned back too far in the seat and had fallen, most likely cracking his head on the floor. Oh well, he had always told Cory to be careful. The man never listened to him anyway.
\' That\'s impossible. You\'re a man. I\'m a man. They\'re no way in hell you\'re pregnant. Men just can\'t get pregnant\" Cory said, looking visibly shaken as he righted himself back up, hands gripping the table. He looked like he might just throw it across the room, or at least, at Jory.
The reason he had started sleeping with men in the first place was so he would not have to deal with this sort of thing. There was no way Jory could be pregnant, it was humanly impossible. There was no womb, and the only place sperm gathered was in-- Cory shuddered as he thought about it, glancing once again at the surely brain impaired man before him.
Who was suddenly smiling.
\" You should be happy Cory, this means that we\'ll have a little girl of our own! We should name her after my sister. Elizabeth. Elizabeth Maria Cowell. That sounds like a nice name, doesn\'t it?\"
Cory pressed a hand against his head, feeling very ill at the moment. Children. Wait, just why did Jory think that it would be a girl? What about a boy? If they were going to have some unexplainable abomination of a child, why couldn\'t it at least be a boy? A boy he could play catch with. A boy he could teach the joys of having pre-marital sex with both men and women?
\" Wait.. Jory wait... If you are pregnant, and I\'m not saying you are, just where is this kid gonna grow? You don\'t have a womb, and you sure as hell don\'t have a birth canal, so just what is the kid gonna come out of?\"
That seemed to shut Jory up for a few minutes, giving Cory a moment of silence to think over things. Had Jory been drinking again? Or maybe smoked a few joints while he sat out here eating his nachos? Maybe Jory was back on crack again. What ever it was, he needed to find out quick, so he could end this whole \" I\'m pregnant\" thing before it ended with him going insane.
\" I suppose the baby will just have to come out of the rear then!\" Jory said cheerfully.
Cory\'s mind snapped then, jumping out of his seat to shake the blond haired man. He was screaming unintelligable things, not sure whether or not he might actually snap Jory\'s head off. The very thought of a man being pregnant sickened Cory, and there was no way in hell he would go down in history as the first man to get another man pregnant. If Jory really was pregnant, he would just have to die then. There was no way he\'d go down as the father to the world\'s first ass-birth baby.
xxxx
\" Cory! Cory wake up! You\'re choking me!\"
Gasping as a first smashed into the side of his face, Cory\'s eyes opened, looking into the more-than-pissed face of his boyfriend. Who at the moment had angry dark little bruises forming around his neck. Bruises that were in the form of fingers. His fingers.
\" J-Jory! You\'re pregnant!\"
Jory blinked in confusion, staring down at the black haired man as he rambled about how babies could not be born through the ass, and that he\'d rather die before being known as the first father of an \'ass baby\'. \'Has Cory been dipping into my stash again?\' he thought to himself, frowning slightly at the thought. It had taken the last of his paycheck to score those drugs, and he\'d be damned if Cory smoked what he didn\'t help buy. Straddling his lover, Jory looked down, noticed Cory was serious ( and sober), and started to laugh.
\" Sure, I\'m pregnant Cory. Congratulations, you managed to knock me up... again\" he added with a smirk, seeing the horror in Cory\'s eyes as the sound of a baby crying suddenly erupted from the crib next to the bed.
Cory nearly jumped out of his skin, eyes wide as he heard the crying. So it hadn\'t been a dream! It was real. Jory had actually given birth to a bigger freak than the elephant man, and he had helped create it. Shaking, he sat up slowly, looking over at the crib. Just when had they brought a crib? Why couldn\'t he remember anything?
\" Is... Is it...\" he managed to stutter out.
\" Idiot!\" Jory said, letting his fist connect once again upside Cory\'s head. \" This is my neice. Eliza brought her over while you were asleep. God you\'re an idiot.\"
Cory fell back against the bed, eyes glued to the ceiling as Jory\'s laughter filled the air. Once again he had proven how big an idiot he was. Something that his lover was going to hold against him no doubt. It seemed he was getting dumber and dumber every day.
\" Is this our baby? What a fucking idiot\" Jory muttered, picking the crying baby up, cuddling the baby girl as he walked out the room. \" Uncle Cory is an idiot, isn\'t he Maria? Oh yes he is. He\'s just the dumbest asshole in the world.\"
Jory walked into the living room, relaxing in the recliner as he fed Maria her baby bottle. \' Am I pregnant? What fucking kind of question is that?\' he thought to himself, flipping channels on the tv.
\" You see Maria, this is what happens when you read too many male pregnacy stories before bedtime\" he said, grinning as he kissed the little girl\'s forehead, who only giggled.
Author\'s Note: I apologize for the shortness, this just suddenly popped into my mind and it had to be written. Sorry if my effort at humor comes up short.