Date: Wed, 02 Apr 2003 17:07:18 +1000
From: Iain Robertson <iainlthr@hotmail.com>
Subject: Joy to the World - Ch 8

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Chapter 8

Joy and Iain stood together, arms around each other, beaming at their
friends Susan and Tina. They had just agreed to donate sperm to allow the
lesbian couple to become pregnant.

"Thank you!" Susan enthused.

"It will mean so much to us, all of us," Tina added.

"There's a condition!" Iain warned as the girls became more serious again,
their faces questioning. "We couldn't decide who should do the donating ... so
  we've agreed that we'll both do it - mix our sperm together. That way it
will feel like we are both the father. What do you think?"

Susan hesitated for a moment, but Tina happily agreed. "It sounds perfect to
  me. We'll all be parents!" she enthused. Susan nodded, slowly warming to
the  idea, and soon all four of them were happily planning parenthood as if
it  were already accomplished.

The next weeks were a blaze of activity on the 'baby-front' as Joy dubbed
it. Although they already knew their status, for the peace of mind of their
friends, both men had full blood and health checks, certifying them all
clear to become fathers. Tina kept them regularly updated with the
procedures and checks she had undergone at the clinic, and the tests she was
  undertaking to determine her most fertile time, when the pregnancy was
most  likely to take effect. She happily pointed out that what they were
planning  wasn't all that complicated - all of them were healthy, and what
was  involved was really just a supervised, scientific version of the old
'turkey  baster' system that everyone joked about.

In the meantime, Susan saw to the less pleasant side of it all - she
consulted some lawyers, and arranged for an agreement to be drawn up whereby
  Joy and Iain would give up any legal claim to the baby in return for which
  Susan and Tina would make no claim on either of them for paternity or
child  support. It was with some reluctance that she presented it to her
friends.

"I'm sure we won't need it," she said. "But it's always better to have
everything down in writing beforehand, just in case!"

Iain read through the document carefully - surprised at how short it was,
and confirmed to Joy that it was pretty straight-forward, and meant that
neither of them could claim any legal entitlement to see or have access to
the baby if the girls didn't agree, and that the girls for their part could
never ask Iain or Joy to pay any support to them for themselves or for the
baby.

"Does that mean we won't be able to buy him/her presents or anything?" Joy
suddenly asked, concerned.

"No, of course not," Iain reassured him. "If the girls agree we can see the
baby all we want, and if we want to give them money or presents or whatever,
  we can. But if we have a fight, we can't force them to let us see him or
her, and they can't force us to pay money."

"Oh, that won't happen!" Joy declared.

"I hope not," Iain smiled, and Susan and Tina nodded their agreement.

The men signed the papers and handed them back to Susan, who put them away
as if they were distasteful, which in a way they were.

"So it's all systems go!" Joy grinned.

"Yep," Tina agreed. "It doesn't have to be down to the exact minute, but it
looks like the best day to do it this month will be next Wednesday - will
you guys be around to go with us to the clinic?"

Joy looked at Iain and nodded eagerly. His lover smiled in agreement.

Tina called them again on Tuesday. "I was right!" she announced. The best
time to try according to my cycles is from now until Friday morning, so
tomorrow is still on, okay?"

"We'll be there," Iain said.

The next afternoon, both of them were ready to go to the clinic much earlier
  than necessary. As they sat and waited for the ladies, they each fidgeted
and squirmed, unable to relax.

"I'm nervous!" Iain finally declared.

"Thank god," Joy responded. "I thought it was just me!"

Eventually, Tina and Susan arrived, and together the two couples travelled
to the clinic where they had an appointment for the procedure to be carried
out. Tina went in first, and was greeted by a friendly, matronly woman - one
  of the nurses whom she had met on previous visits. After a little small
talk, the woman turned to Iain and Joy.

"Which one of you is going to be the donor?" she asked.

"Both of us!"

She looked surprised, and then doubtful, as she thought it through, before
reaching a decision. "Well, I guess we can manage that ... it's up to all of
you to sort out the legal problems." She then had both Iain and Joy fill out
  a questionnaire form, before reaching for a row of small plastic
containers. She stopped and looked back at the group. "One or two?" she
asked as she  indicated the vessels.

"One, please," said Iain, reddening a little. The nurse handed it to him and
  smiled, pointing he and Joy to a door just along the corridor, labelled
'Collection Room'. Iain winced at the sterility of the whole thing.

Once inside the room, they found it small, obviously designed for only one
person at a time. There was a collection of pornography, both gay and
straight, intended to assist with the process. Despite the fact that they
were alone, both of the boys self-consciously dropped their pants and
underwear and did their best to make themselves comfortable. They sat side
by side on a vinyl bench and looked desperately around the room for some
kind of stimulation.

"You want any of these?" Joy asked, indicating the collection of magazines.

"No," Iain muttered disconsolately. "Joy, I don't know if I'm gonna be able
to do this ..." He looked down dejectedly at his very flaccid penis.

"I know how you feel!" Joy empathised. Suddenly he stood up, so that he was
facing Iain rather than sitting beside him. "I have an idea," he said. "Undo
  your shirt!"

"My shirt? What for?"

"For me! Take it off, and play with your nipples? Please?"

Iain did as he was asked, pushing his shirt flaps back and lifting both
hands to his chest, tugging uncertainly at the rings piercing his tits. As
he did, Joy watched intently, one hand slowly pulling at his penis, which
began to lengthen.

"I knew it would work!" said the younger man. "I always get turned on by
your nips!"

As Iain watched Joy watching him, his own cock began to inflate, spurred on
by the sight of his lover's growing rod. "Take your T-shirt off, babe," Iain
  pleaded. "I wanna be able to see your gorgeous body."

Joy happily complied, and soon both men were reasonably erect, stroking
themselves to the sight of each other, masturbating with one hand while the
other played with their own chest. They tried to block out the
circumstances, and with some effort and a little time, each of them began to
  approach a peak. Joy was the first to cum, grunting and breathing heavily
as  he choked back a cry of release, grabbing clumsily at the plastic
container  and finally letting go, directing his jizz into the allocated
place. As he  blew, four or five spurts dribbling from him rather than
shooting out as  usual, Iain got the final stimulus he needed by watching
his man climax, and  hurriedly hissed a warning to Joy, who finished his own
ejaculation and  leaned forward to hold the jar while Iain shot his seed
into the same jar,  letting it spurt into the milky cream already deposited
by Joy.

With a sigh, he finished, and Joy quickly replaced the lid on the container,
  before wiping himself down with a towel provided and pulling his shirt
back  on. Iain re-buttoned his jeans and started on his own shirt when Joy
pulled  his trousers up. Suddenly, Iain leaned over and kissed a surprised
Joy.

"What did I do to deserve that?" Joy asked.

"Just being you! I love you!" Iain said softly.

"I love you, too, handsome!"

A few minutes later the boys were re-composed, dressed, and out of the tiny
room, handing the container to the waiting nurse, who said nothing but
hurried away to another room where Tina was waiting. Susan sat near the
reception desk.

"Why aren't you in there with her?" Iain asked.

"Err, they told me to wait here," she said.

"But wouldn't you rather be with Tina when 'it' happens?" said Joy.

"I, umm, yes I would!" She looked around but there was no one there now, and
  she was unsure where they had taken Tina. "Oh well, I guess it's too late
now!" She sat down again, looking morose.

When Tina finally reappeared, she looked a little down. "Are you okay?"
Susan asked with concern.

"Yeah, I guess," she answered. "Well, it's done."

The nurse accompanied her, and spoke to her apart from the others, before
reminding her to come in again to be tested to see if she had conceived in a
  fortnight's time. As they left, none of them felt particularly happy. Iain
  broke the silence.

"Come on, everyone. This may have been our child's conception. We should all
  be over the moon!"

Tina looked at him wistfully. "I know," she said. "But for a 'fertility
clinic' that place is awfully sterile, if you know what I mean?"

Each of them nodded in agreement as they made their way home.

*******

The news wasn't good. Their attempt had been unsuccessful, and Tina was not
pregnant. She sat looking quietly down while Susan consoled her as the nurse
  gave them the bad news.

"Don't worry, dear," she said. "It's often more difficult in these
circumstances, without the natural assistance of a comfortable environment,
and direct fertilisation by way of sexual contact. I'll see if the doctor
will prescribe you some mild fertility enhancing drugs, and you can try
again next time."

The doctor overseeing their procedures agreed, and Tina and Susan made their
  way home, to break the bad news to Iain and Joy.

"So, we try and try again, until it happens," Joy said resignedly.

"Yes, but I hate the thought of going back to that place," Tina replied.
"it's so, I don't know, cold!"

But back they went, when Tina's testing told them it was the best time
again. Once more they travelled into town together, Iain hoisting a
back-pack over his shoulder that he had prepared as a thought after the last
  experience. As they sat on the train, he leaned over to Susan.

"This time, see if you can go in with Tina," he whispered. "I'm sure it
would be more pleasant for both of you if you can be together, I don't know,
  hold her hand or something. I know I'm planning to make it a lot less
stressful for Joy and myself!" He winked at her and nodded at the backpack.

Susan smiled broadly, guessing at what Iain was planning, and doing some
hard thinking herself. Surely it made sense that the pregnancy was more
likely to take, that there was a better chance of the baby being conceived,
if those involved were happy and relaxed at the time.

As soon as they arrived, the nurse greeted them with a smile. "You all know
the drill by now," she said, handing the innocuous looking container to Iain
  and Joy, who headed for the 'collection' room. Once inside, Joy began to
unbutton his jeans again, not looking particularly relaxed at all.

"Wait a second, handsome!" Iain said. "I have an idea for how to make this a
  lot easier and a lot more enjoyable."

As Joy watched with curiosity, Iain pulled open the backpack, and removed
three candles, set in glass containers, placing them on the plain bench and
lighting them. He flicked the overhead light off, and stepped up close to
his lover, kissing him tenderly. "It's not much, but it's a little more
intimate, don't you think?"

"I sure do!" Joy said quietly. "Have I told you that I love you?"

"Yeah," said Iain, "but it can bear repeating!" He smiled, and they kissed
again.

Now the two men slowly undressed each other, at least partially, their
shirts were gone, their jeans around their ankles and underwear pushed away.
  As Joy's hands roamed over his neck and shoulders, Iain kissed his way
from  his man's lips, down his neck and across his chest. He licked at the
sculpted ridges of Joy's abdomen and trailed his way slowly, sensuously down
  to Joy's quickly growing cock. As Iain opened his mouth and slid his
throat  down and around Joy's member, the younger man moaned softly with
delight,  his prong reaching full erection and throbbing with anticipation.

Iain licked and sucked at Joy's prick, bobbing up and down on his lover and
massaging the long shaft with his tongue as he gripped at it with his
throat. Joy's hands continued to play with Iain's hair, and to reach down to
  pull at the piercings in his lover's nipples as his arousal grew. Soon
Iain  was bouncing up and down on Joy at speed, and the younger man could
feel the  passion rising in his loins. With a hissed warning to Iain, he
pulled  himself back and out of Iain's mouth just as Iain lifted the jar
with his  hand and Joy sprayed his essence into it with force, his body
shuddering at  the intensity of his climax. He milked the last few drops of
his precious  cream into the container and relaxed for a second, before
fixing still  lustful eyes on his partner.

"Your turn!" he said with an evil grin, as he lowered himself to his knees
before Iain.

The older man was already hard, his prong throbbing with aroused need as he
had blown his mate, and with the first touch of Joy's lips it sprang to
full, rampant thickness. As Joy happily, lovingly caressed the proud weapon
with his tongue, scraping at the steel hard shaft with his teeth and rolling
  Iain's nuts around in the palm of his hand, Iain dropped one hand to Joy's
  head, holding him tight, while the other played with his own tits, pulling
  and tugging at the golden rings. He felt the pressure building within his
body, knew the time was close and whispered to Joy to be ready. It was when
Joy slipped a spit soaked finger into Iain's chute that he exploded, the
unexpected pleasure of being penetrated driving him over the edge. With
milliseconds to spare, Joy lifted his mouth away from his lover's tool, and
held the glass container in place as Iain shot his manly seed into it, his
ejaculate mixing with the deposit Joy had already made.

As Iain gasped his way back from the height of orgasm, Joy grinned and began
  to re-dress. He kissed Iain tenderly again, and helped his man to button
up,  before they extinguished the candles and turned the glaring fluorescent
  light back on. "I love you" Joy whispered.

"I love you too," Iain replied. "And if this works, then our baby will have
been at least partly conceived as an act of love, and not just
masturbation!"

They exited the room and handed the jar to the nurse, looking around. Susan
was nowhere in sight. The nurse came back soon afterwards.

"Both of the ladies have gone into the fertilisation area," she told them.

"Good!" said Iain, as they sat down to wait.

When Tina and Susan finally appeared, they both looked much happier and more
  relaxed than the previous time. Tina again had her private lecture with
the  nurse, while Susan pulled the boys to one side.

"Great idea!" she said to Iain. Joy looked up questioningly.

"I insisted that they let me go in with her," Susan explained. "And even
though there was a doctor and a nurse in the room with us, I held her hand
and stroked her hair, told her I loved her. We kissed as they inserted your
sperm, and again while she sat back up. It wasn't exactly passion, but it
was loving and it was us, together!"

Joy grinned. "I'm afraid we managed a bit better in the 'passion stakes',"
he said. "But I'm glad that you could do that. It has to be better for all
of us, including the baby."

*********

The warmth and the loving of the two couples seemed to have had it's effect,
  possibly with the help of the fertility drugs. It was not very long after
that Tina announced that she was pregnant. If Iain and Joy had thought that
their world had been turned upside down beforehand, they got a real shock
now. The two women went into overdrive, as Tina began to plan for the
arrival of their child, buying clothes and bottles, and all the
paraphernalia that accompanies a new-born. Susan worked on turning their
second bedroom into a nursery, cleaning and painting, decorating it in
bright happy colours. She also attacked the house, making it 'child-proof',
and roped Joy and Iain into assisting, since she intended them to have a
real part in bringing up their son or daughter. Tina was banned from any
heavy work, but she still managed to oversee proceedings with a laugh and
words of encouragement.

Joy and Iain were beginning to feel the pressure. It was summer again, and
with the almost constant requests from Susan, they hadn't been down to their
  haven in the National Park for weeks. Tina was now entering her second
trimester of the pregnancy, and was scheduled to have the first ultrasound
test carried out on Friday evening. Since her doctor had been very happy
with her progress so far, Iain and Joy decided that they would leave the two
  women to share the experience, and take off mid-day Friday, spending two
nights at their retreat to charge their batteries before returning to the
real world. Susan frowned a little when they told her they would be away for
  the weekend, but she knew they had done far more than many others would
have  for them already, so she wished them a safe trip as they pulled on
their  helmets and patted the stocked carrier bags, roaring off down the
street on their bike.

As soon as Joy cut the engine and lifted the bike onto its stand at the back
  of the tiny clearing behind the beach, he and Iain eagerly stripped down
to  nothing, storing their clothes and supplies in the cave, and embracing
each  other with the renewed vigour that their private place always
inspired.  Iain, already semi-hard from the ride down with his crotch
pressed into  Joy's back, stepped up to his lover and took a long look at
the sculpted  body of the blond god before him. His cock responded
instantly, springing to  rigid attention. Joy's followed suit as the two
leaned into each other for a  lingering kiss, their raging manhoods rubbing
together. Joy ran his hands  over his lover's chest, feeling for the hard,
cool metal of the rings  through Iain's nipples and pulling firmly but
gently. Iain moaned in low  appreciation, and a moist pearl of pre-sum
squeezed itself from his slit and  trailed over Joy's warm satiny skin.

Feeling the wetness of his lover against his own pelvis, Joy sighed with
happiness, and dropped to his knees, running his tongue slowly along the
full length of Iain's now throbbing shaft, tracing the upraised ridge of his
  piss tube as he teased his man with long slow strokes, letting his tongue
snake its way around the base of Iain's prick and over the rolling balls
before sensuously following the long veiny rod back to it's point, where he
was rewarded with yet another oozing of seminal juice. He lapped at the
clear liquid droplet forming at the very tip of Iain's cock, and stood
upright again. As they kissed once more, the faint hint of Iain's manliness
transferred itself from one to the other as they shared themselves
completely.

With a wicked grin, Joy broke away from his older lover for a second,
standing back to let his eyes devour the trim body of his man, sun-bronzed
skin covered in the lightest dusting of fine hair, bleached golden by the
summer sun. his smile was returned in Iain's deep green eyes which spoke
more love than any words could convey. In silent acknowledgement of both
their needs, Iain moved backward until he was half sitting on the covered
shelf of rock they used as their bed, then doubled over to lean forward and
take Joy's masculinity into his mouth. In one long movement, he swallowed
the younger man's velvet covered steel, coating it's hardness in a layer of
saliva as he constricted his throat around the long tube of flesh, his teeth
  scraping teasingly along the skin, his lips gripping at the very root of
Joy's prod and his tongue massaging it to full excitement. He was rewarded
with the oozing sweetness of his lover's pre-cum, and he resisted the urge
to lap and swallow his man's essence, combining it instead with the spit
already covering Joy's prick, and forming a generous coat of natural
lubricant over the throbbing weapon.

As Joy moaned in appreciation, Iain bobbed back and forth on his man for
several minutes, his hands gripping at the younger man's butt, then playing
sensuously with the soft spheres of Joy's nuts. Feeling his own pre-cum
begin to dribble from him, Iain lifted his face away from Joy's groin, and
lay back onto the ledge, lifting his legs and wrapping them firmly around
Joy's waist, drawing his lover into himself.

"Make love to me," he whispered pleadingly.

Joy nodded as he edged forward. With one hand he tenderly massaged Iain's
thick rod, the other milking his own prick as each of them produced a steady
  stream of clear, viscous seminal fluid - nature's lubricant. He scooped
the  precious liquid onto his fingers and transferred it to Iain's hungry
hole,  massaging the slimy stuff in as he drained more and more of it from
both  himself and his lover. Standing there, looking down onto Iain's prone
form,  Joy felt his heart race with anticipation and excitement as he
continued to  cover his throbbing prick with the slippery pre-seminal fluid
he exuded, and  coaxed more of the same wonderful stuff from his man and
smeared it over and  around Iain's puckering entrance. The sighs and groans
from his man became  louder and more needing, and finally Joy judged that
the time was right, and  inched forward again, placing the rock hard knob of
his prick against the  soft pink target of Iain's body.

The very touch of his sensitive cockhead against the hot, pulsating skin of
Iain's arse produced yet another stream of pre-cum, and as Iain's sphincter
unravelled itself to welcome him, Joy nudged himself inward, feeling the
glorious warm embrace of Iain's body slowly envelope his manhood.

Iain lay back in bliss as his man milked him of the natural essence of his
body, then groaned with anticipation as he felt the steel hardness of Joy's
weapon begging admission at his rear. Eagerly, he relaxed his muscles and
pushed back as he felt that spear of flesh begin to pierce his entrance. The
  coating of natural lubricant was enough - just - for him, and with the
slightest hint of discomfort he accepted Joy's penetration, feeling the
solid log of manflesh pry open his ring and slide gradually into him. The
little pain there was disappeared in an instant as the incredible pleasure
of being filled with Joy's cock engulfed his system, and he moaned low and
deep with pure enjoyment. The moans were replaced with short yelps of total
passionate ecstasy when his lover's prick found the knot of sensitive nerves
  that were his prostate, and as Joy nudged at that acorn of delight with
his  aching prong, Iain twitched as shivers of joy filled his innards.

It took every shred of Joy's will-power to continue the descent into his
man's body slowly and sensuously, fighting the urge to slam himself at the
welcoming hole and shoot his load deep into his man. The feeling of Iain
opening to him, allowing him inside and covering his long, turgid rod with
heated moistness, gripping at him and massaging his cock, was almost too
much. He desperately held off, as he pressed forward, feeling the full
length of his hard-on bury itself in the wet slipperiness of Iain's bowel. A
  tingling sensation swept through him as he entered his lover, and felt his
  very self taken and accepted by the other man, open and inviting, before
him. As his balls finally came to rest against the taut roundness of Iain's
butt, Joy looked into the wide smiling eyes of the older man, and swore he
could feel the very lining of Iain's gut caressing his cock. Together they
let out a long moan of fulfilled contentment at their joining.

It was Iain, not Joy, who moved to take their union to another level. With
that rock-solid tube of flesh buried inside him, and the deep blue of his
lover's eyes staring happily down at him, he marvelled at the indescribable
pleasure he knew from being filled by his man, and clenched his sphincter
intentionally around the invading prod, wrapping his legs about Joy's waist
and pulling the young Adonis into himself. Quickly, the pair found a
mutually stimulating rhythm, as they ground against each other to a
soundless beat of copulation, urged on by their base instincts and lifted to
  a higher plane by their love for each other.

Iain gasped in wonder as the driving power of Joy's fucking filled him, and
the long arrow of masculinity shoved deeper into his innards, impaling him
on a red hot poker of stabbing pleasure. He hissed at his man,

"Fuck me, Joy! Fuck me hard!"

"Oh Yeah!" came the response from between gritted teeth as Joy renewed his
thrusting and jabbing, hard and fast, long strokes driving into the older
man's body and trembling passion infusing his groin as he built towards a
peak.

As one animal, they humped and rocked together, sweating and groaning as
they united. A single being of pure masculinity they became, locked together
  in a swaying, thumping fuck as each took of the other, and gave of himself
  as well, passion and emotion leading them ever upward. Joy's hips slammed
into Iain's butt, while the older man gripped tightly at his lover with long
  and powerful legs, constantly pulling the blond god into himself, trying
in  vain to get even more of Joy's incredible body inside him. Iain
surrendered  to the overload of sensations washing through him, his mind
giving up all control as his body gave itself to Joy, and in return
possessed Joy's very  masculinity. Joy thundered away in total concentration
as he drove his  maleness into his man, probing deeper and farther with
every jabbing arch of  his hips. When Iain's climax finally hit him, it
almost took him by  surprise, so quickly did it arrive, and so intense was
it.

With no more than a strangled shriek he tried to warn Joy but it was too
late - the waves of pure release washed over him and his body was jolted by
the force of his explosion, his arse clamping around Joy's prick as his
testicles pulled upward and issued their store of seed with an explosion
which rocked both men. A river of semen spewed from Iain's cockhead,
drowning his own stomach and splashing up and onto Joy's chest and arms.
Droplets of creamy white jizz flew in all directions, and Iain's entire body
  spasmed with the pressure of orgasm.

Despite the clenching grip on his rod from Iain's rear, Joy continued to
pound himself in and out of his man. The sight of Iain cumming so hard and
so long was amazing, and he felt his nuts boil, knowing his own peak was oh
so close. When at last his body pushed itself past the point of no return,
Joy gave a guttural shriek of pure pleasure, and kept on pounding into
Iain's innards with ferocity as his cock emptied itself deep within Iain's
bowel. For an eternity his body shot wave after wave of his essence into his
  lover, coating the lining of Iain's rectum in white hot seed, slicking the
  passageway that Joy continued to fuck himself into. With the unending
motion  of his love-making, his ejaculate poured from him and dribbled out
of Iain  as it ran along the length of his own cock, so that instead of the
younger  man slowing down, he was inspired to ram harder and deeper at his
mate,  wanting the incomparable bliss of their fucking to last forever.

But eventually each of them slowed, the outpouring of their cum slowing to a
  trickle and then stopping. Joy finally pressed forward one last time and
then came to rest, leaning against Iain's body, his cock still lost inside
his lover. Iain let out a long slow breath and grinned again, giving a
half-hearted squeeze of his arse around his man's rod.

"Holy Fuck! That was amazing!" he said softly. Joy nodded agreement.

"Oh yesss! You are fucking wonderful!" he hissed. He began to move back, but
  Iain grabbed at his body with those long legs.

"Don't!" he said quickly. "I want you stay inside me as long as possible!"

"Mmmmmm!" was the only answer he received as Joy smiled down at him,
obviously very happy to comply. The younger man remained hard, and the two
of them grinned as Joy moved his hips a little, making his cock probe and
nudge again at Iain's gut.

"Time to clean up!" Joy declared, bringing a look of disappointment to
Iain's face. "But I think we'll stay 'together' if that's alright with you,
stud!"

Iain looked puzzled now, but Joy simply smiled and leaned into his man for a
  long kiss before straightening again, his ever hard prong still sunk
within  Iain's body. Slowly, carefully, Joy manoeuvered himself around so
that his  arms slid under Iain's back.

"Put your arms around my neck, and hang on," he ordered his lover. Iain
laughed, but obeyed, and Joy, using the rock as leverage, stood up, taking
Iain's weight in his arms, as Iain helped by lifting himself while holding
onto Joy's back and shoulders.

"Just how long do you think you can manage this?" Iain asked with mirth as
he  squirmed once more on the log of flesh inserted into his arse, revelling
in  the sensation of having Joy still within him.

"Long enough!" Joy declared as he balanced back a little with Iain's body
fully supported, and began to walk to the opening of their cave. It took
most of his strength, since Iain was no small man, but with a lot of
concentration, and Iain gripping at his cock as tightly as possible to
ensure it did not slip from its heavenly scabbard, the young surfer carried
his lover across the moonlit cove toward the surf, all the while jiggling
his long, and amazingly still hard prick inside the other body.

Iain also was still hard and erect, his cock and his arse stimulated by the
continuing presence of Joy within him, and by the beauty of the younger man
who now carried him over the sand.

"I adore you!" he whispered to Joy's face.

"I adore you, too," his partner mouthed back.

Eventually, they reached the water's edge, and carefully and slowly Joy
waded into the warm ocean. Still joined, they eased their way out until the
buoyancy of the water took the weight from Joy's arms, and they could relax
a little, but continue to hold tightly to each other, ensuring they did not
separate.

"Time for the 'sea-monster' to get fucked in the sea!" Joy hissed.

Iain grinned a wicked smile and wriggled against his man, swallowing Joy's
prick further into his body. Soon they were writhing together as once more
Joy slid himself in and out of Iain, while Iain gripped and clenched at him,
  milking his long sword and relishing the feeling of being completely
filled.  The gentle waves washed at them, adding to their motion as they
rocked back  and forth against each other, locked together as one and
incredibly,  regaining the urge that had so recently seemed to diminish.
With the sea  enveloping them, their sex was not as easy as usual, the water
removing much  of their natural lubricant, yet at the same time, it was
enough to allow  them to continue their humping union with growing
intensity.

The powerful climax they had shared in the cave may have drained their
bodies, but it had not diminished their ardour, and it had conferred the
benefit of allowing them to make love with each other now for a long, long
time before they felt the rising urges of impending explosion. For uncounted
  minutes the two stayed together, hunching into each other as they fucked
again, this time in long slow strokes and incredible tender loving, each
awed by the feelings of love and delight that they experienced in the drawn
out union of their sub-aquatic fucking. When eventually they came again, it
was less of a thunderous roar and more a gentle seeping of juices which only
  served to pleasure them even more. Joy was the first to peak, his cum
flowing smoothly into the well-oiled cavern of Iain's body as he kissed his
man ardently. As it passed, he felt himself beginning to flag, but before he
  lost his erection, Iain gave a quiet grunt of satisfaction, and creamy
globules of his seed floated up and around the interlocked bodies as he
trembled again and finally went limp.

When they finally separated, it was a physical comfort, but both felt that
they were somehow incomplete without being part of the other's body, and
they kissed long before holding hands and making their way back up the beach
  to wash the salt water away under their tiny waterfall before climbing
onto  their bed and falling into a sated and dreamless sleep.

***
Joy and Iain made love many times that weekend. It was as if they had
re-discovered themselves after the tension and stress of the pregnancy, and
they agreed that they had badly needed this time away with each other to
face the coming months and years. but as Sunday afternoon rolled around,
they also felt a compelling need to get home, to re-assure the girls that
everything would be alright, and that they were ready to take on their role
as father to the new baby.

*******

When they got home again that evening, they found the answering machine on
their phone winking away with a number of messages. As Iain began to unpack,
  Joy hit the 'play' button. Four, five, six messages from Susan and Tina,
each of them more urgent than the last, and all to the effect that the boys
MUST call them the moment they returned.

Joy looked at Iain with a worried frown. "What do you think has happened?"
he asked.

"I don't know," said Iain slowly, "and I don't want to speculate. Let's call
  them." He dialled the girls' number, thrumming his fingers on the counter
as  he waited for them to pick up.

"Susan? It's Iain! What's wrong?"

"Iain, you two have to come straight here, we have some huge news for you!"

"Why, what is it? Did the test go badly?"

"Just drop everything and come over right now! I'll explain when you get
here!"

Iain hung up, even more perplexed than before. "Come on," he said to Joy,
"She wouldn't tell me anything on the phone, so we're going over there right
  now."  Joy simply nodded agreement, the frown deepening as the two men
walked the short distance to their friends' house.

"Hi guys, come on in!" Tina said as she opened the door to them. "We have
some serious talking to do!"

Iain and Joy looked at each other apprehensively, yet Tina did not seem too
upset, which only confused them even more. As they took their seats, Susan
joined the other three, sitting next to her girlfriend and holding her hand.

"Is everything alright?" Joy asked quickly. "Did the test on Friday show up
some problem?"

Tina spoke up. "No, the tests indicated that all is going well. I'm healthy
and so is the baby, no problems at all in that regard." She cast a knowing
glance at Susan, then both looked from Iain to Joy and back again.

It was Susan's turn to say something now. "Boys, you know we agreed on
parenting rights, and signed the legal documents and everything ..." she
began.

Oh no, thought Joy, they don't want us to have any contact!

Iain looked serious, but remained quiet, although the grip of his hand on
Joy's tightened.

"... well we have something of an unexpected development!" Susan continued.
"You see, we made all of the decisions, and budgeted on being able to be
completely financially independent, so that we would be able to make this
our own family, Tina, myself and our baby. We did the sums, estimated the
costs, and figured we could manage it reasonably well."

"Yeah?" said Iain.

"So what's changed?" asked Joy, not liking the way this seemed to be going.

"You see we did all of our calculations based on having three mouths to
feed," Susan said, looking nervous.

"But now there's going to be four!" Tina interrupted quickly. "We're having
twins!"

The look of shock on the boys' faces must have been terrifying for Susan and
  Tina, but quickly that changed to thought and then to happiness.

"Congratulations!" Iain said with a chuckle.

"That's wonderful," Joy added, smiling widely.

"But it means that we're going to have to throw away all the agreements,"
Susan said, bringing them back to reality. "We can't afford two babies
ourselves, so we're going to have to ask you for some serious commitment and
  help!"

"That's not a problem!" Joy declared, and Iain agreed.

"We'd love to. We wanted to anyway, so it's not an issue for us!"

Susan and Tina looked at each other and smiled weakly, relief evident
although it was clear they were still concerned. "Thanks, boys," they said
together.

"You don't look all that happy," Joy noted.

"Oh, we are, just a little drained," said Susan. "We still have all sorts of
  problems to overcome - double of everything for starters! And then,
accommodation when they start to grow up - we only have one extra bedroom,
so we'll have to think about finding another house eventually. And that's
just the start of it."

"We'll sort it out, don't you worry too much!" Joy said reassuringly. "I
know we can find a way around any problems."

"Do you know the sex of the babies?" Iain asked.

"Uh huh!" Tina nodded eagerly. "One of each!"

The four friends laughed together, and launched into a heated debate about
names and arrangements, trying to solve all the problems in a single
sitting, which of course was impossible, and threw up more questions than it
  answered. Finally, hours later, Iain and Joy made their way home, and fell
  into bed, but neither could sleep, their thoughts filled with the coming
two  lives. Both men tossed and turned through the night, and roused
themselves  blearily the next morning as Iain headed off to work while Joy
set about  cleaning the house and doing the domestics that had been
neglected for their  weekend away.

Iain managed to do nothing at work that day, his head filled with thoughts
about the babies. Unknown to him, Joy dragged himself through the day at
home, also worried about the future, mulling over all of the possibilities
and trying to come up with solutions. Late in the afternoon a thought
occurred to Iain which he initially dismissed as completely outrageous and
unacceptable, but the same thought kept coming back to him, until he forced
himself to give it some serious consideration. The more he did, the more he
believed it could work, but he didn't know how Joy or the girls would take
to his idea. He nutted out the details in his mind, and prepared a speech
for his boyfriend, and another for Susan and Tina, beginning to hope that it
  might come true.

As soon as he returned home, Iain called out for Joy. "Babe, can you come
and sit down? I have something really important I want to ask!"

Joy looked surprised and curious as he seated himself beside his lover, and
Iain took his hand. "I've been thinking all day about the babies, about how
Susan and Tina can't afford to raise both of them alone ..." he began, looking
  searchingly into Joy's face. "I have an idea, but I'm not sure how you
feel  about it, so I want you to be completely honest with yourself and with
me  when I tell you, okay?"

Joy nodded as he held Iain's hand tightly.

Iain started again. "We are quite comfortable from a financial point of
view, and would still be well off even if you weren't working, or only
working very occasionally," he said slowly. "And I was thinking ..."

"That we should have one of the babies full-time!" Joy interrupted him. "I
could give up work and stay at home. We could adopt one of them, and the
girls could adopt the other. We could raise them as brother and sister, or
maybe as cousins, and still keep separate families!" he said with a fierce
passion.

Iain looked at him with genuine surprise, and then began to laugh. "You've
been reading my mind!" he said at last.

"Maybe, or maybe we just think so much alike. I just didn't know how to ask
you to support me as well as the baby," Joy finished.

"I love you, you know!" Iain said with feeling, "and even if, god forbid,
something were to happen to you and you could no longer work I would still
support you, because we're partners, lovers, and one together."

"Me too, you," Joy returned as they kissed long and deeply. "So how do we
ask Susan and Tina?"

"I guess we just come out and say it. I did have a speech all prepared, but
I don't know whether it's necessary, since I had one ready for you as well,
but you already knew what I was thinking."

Arms around each other, Joy and Iain walked to the ladies' home, to be
greeted by a surprised Tina at the front door. "So to what do we owe this
visit?" she asked.

"Is Susan home?" Iain said.

"Yes, ...?"

"Then let's sit down. We have a suggestion for you."

As Tina and Susan sat and listened, Joy and Iain took turns in outlining
their idea. The girls remained silent as between them the two men pointed
out the advantages of separate households and separate families, assuring
them of the promise that the twins would be kept close and raised as nearly
as possible as brother and sister, even though they would have different
parents. Iain repeated that he and Joy did not want to cause any problems,
and that they realised that twins often shared a special bond, and that they
  would do everything they could to keep and strengthen that bond, while at
the same time allowing the women to keep their plans to have a child
independent and together. Finally, Joy and Iain exhausted their arguments,
sat back on the sofa, and looked at the two women.

"So what do you think?" Joy breathed out nervously.

"We think it's perfect!" declared Tina as Susan smiled broadly at the two of
them. "It's exactly what we had hoped for, when we found out and thought
about it over the weekend, but we had no right to ask you. It's going to
mean a huge change to your lives, both of you!"

"It's also going to mean that we're tied together, the four of us, for a
long while!" Susan added.

"Is that a problem?" asked Iain carefully.

"No, not at all, but I just wanted to make sure you realised."

"I think it's wonderful," Joy added. "Two families, and one family!" he
said. "These kids will have the best of everything!"

"Now comes a very difficult question," Susan said, becoming serious again.
"Who takes which twin?"

The two men looked at each other quickly, feeling lost. They hadn't
discussed it, and in fact, the question hadn't occurred to either of them,
so lost had they been in the initial decision to become fathers.

"Do you have any suggestion?" Iain asked the women.

"Well, ..." Susan began.

"We kinda hoped for a girl, and so we thought maybe we would like to be the
full-time mothers for the girl ... if that's okay with you," Tina added.

Joy jumped in. "I agree. It's going to be difficult enough being fathers,
but I think it will be a little easier if we have a son than a daughter," he
  said, thinking aloud.

"I'm with Joy," Iain said. "Not so much for now, but in years to come, I'll
feel easier about raising a boy, dealing with 'boy' things."

"Then we're in agreement!" Susan stated, breathing a long sigh of relief.

   ********

If Joy and Iain had thought things were busy before, they suddenly found a
whole new meaning to the term 'run off their feet'. Although the babies
weren't due to be born for another 5 or 6 months, there was so much to do,
so many things to plan and organise. Joy also tried to pick up as much work
as possible, putting everything he earned away for the leaner times ahead,
despite Iain's assurance that he could afford to support them all. They
cleared and redecorated the spare bedroom into a nursery, and began to buy
clothing and supplies that they would need for the baby. They spent a lot of
  time with Susan and Tina, trying to sort out the details of what would in
effect become joint lives, while trying to take steps to preserve the two
couples' independence at the same time. Joy and Iain made sure that they
were on hand to accompany Susan and Tina to each checkup from then on, and
they notified the clinic that all of them would be present at the birth.

Iain and Susan got together and made an appointment to see a solicitor to
look into the legal aspects of their situation. On his advice, they decided
that once the twins were born, they would determine who the natural father
was, and his name would go onto the birth certificate. From then, they would
  arrange for Susan to adopt the baby girl, and for whichever of the boys
was  not the natural father, to adopt their little boy. It was certainly an
unusual situation, but one which they all accepted and felt comfortable
with.

"Have you picked out a name yet?" Tina asked Joy and Iain one day when they
were discussing the coming birth.

"We've talked about it, and narrowed it down to a short-list," Iain
answered.

"And what are they?" asked Susan with a grin.

"Oh no," Joy said quickly, waggling his finger at them. "Apart from Iain and
  I, the first one to know the name should be our son!" he said seriously.
"It's bad karma otherwise."

"Well, that's up to you," stated Tina, "but we're happy to tell everyone
that our daughter will be 'Elizabeth'," she said. Joy and Iain smiled at the
  girls, and at each other, but wouldn't be drawn any further on their
choice  of names for their son.

  *****

The months flew by, and Tina grew quickly, carrying the two children. With
each passing day now, she felt more and more tired, and neither Susan nor
the boys would allow her to do anything at all. Joy finished working, and
spent his time with Tina to make sure she was okay, while both Iain and
Susan were at work. The time seemed to both drag and race at once.

When the time finally came, it was earlier than predicted. Tina had been at
home with Joy when her waters broke and she began to go into labour, and Joy
  had first called the doctor, then Iain and Susan, assuring them both that
the doctor had confirmed that early birth was common for twins. An ambulance
  arrived and ferried Tina and Joy to hospital, where they were joined by
Iain  and Susan soon after. The labour was continuing, Tina's contractions
getting  closer and closer together, but still not at the point of her
needing to be  monitored. The two men, together with Susan waited anxiously
by Tina's side  until her groans became more serious and the mid-wife
pronounced that it was  time. As previously arranged, all three were there
in the delivery room as  the babies came, both of them born naturally, and,
according to the doctor  at least, fairly easily. Tine would probably have
disputed that assessment  if she'd had the energy!

The first to be born was the girl. As the new-born was lifted up and wrapped
  in warm linen, the nurse handed her to Susan who beamed from ear to ear.

"Hello, Elizabeth," she cooed as the nurses checked the infant carefully and
  pronounced her whole and well. Tina continued to huff and bear down, and a
  few minutes later another tiny head appeared, and their son made his
entrance.

With a speedy check, he too was declared fit and healthy, and at Tina's
direction, the new born boy was handed immediately to Joy, who held him
carefully while Iain looked over his shoulder.

"Welcome to the world, David!" Iain said as Joy's smile covered his face.

"Meet your fathers, my son!" Joy said as Iain threw his arms around his
lover, ready to burst with pride.


To be continued ...

This story is a fantasy, it is not real and only happened in my imagination.
YOU MUST REMEMBER that in the real world, you can DIE from having unsafe
sex. It is your right and your duty to make sure that condoms are always
used, whether you are giving or receiving. It doesn't matter how good
looking or how ugly he is, and it doesn't matter whether you are top or
bottom, USE A CONDOM!