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Mark always knew that Oscar's body had a softness to it that other drivers’ bodies didn't have. Obviously Oscar was still fit and had muscles, thanks to the strict diet and training he had to do. But for the younger man, working out was just something he had to do, not because he wanted to look a certain way.
So, despite having a solid set of abs, Oscar's pecs weren't exactly as hard as his sixpack were. Mark wouldn't have known about this if he didn't start fucking the boy.
After knowing Oscar for years, Mark finally gave in to temptation and had sex with the younger man. Oscar was the first to make a move, but Mark was hesitant. He knew how taboo it would be if they started a relationship. A manager, in a sexual relationship with the driver he was supposed to be managing, who also happened to be 25 years younger than him. But he wasn't immune to Oscar. The boy was beautiful. Always had been. At first, Mark didn't feel attracted to him. However, that changed after Oscar turned twenty one. Suddenly he became a young man. A beautiful young man. And all of the sudden, Mark couldn't stop noticing his beauty.
Their first time happened not long after Oscar's 23rd birthday. Mark would never forget what it was like seeing his naked body for the first time. Miles and miles of pale skin. The freckles all over his body. And his firm but still kind of soft pecs.
Those fucking pecs.
Mark never thought of himself as a boob man. He always preferred asses over tits. But there was something about squeezing Oscar's pecs that made him go crazy. He ended up spending a lot of time on them, squeezing them and licking his little nipples.
“Mark… I-ahh… I need you to fuck me.”
Hearing how breathless Oscar was while begging for Mark to fuck him, the older Australian immediately went to work. Even though it pained him to leave those tits alone.
It became a habit. At first Mark only squeezed or touched Oscar’s pecs during sex. But then he couldn't help doing it even when they weren't in bed. There was that time when he and Oscar were watching TV together in Mark's hotel room. He had his left arm around Oscar and the younger had his head on his chest.
Mark couldn't help it. His arm started moving, as if he didn't have a say in it. And before he knew it, he was touching Oscar's tit through his shirt. Giving it a small squeeze every now and then. He could feel Oscar was looking at him. But he didn't say anything or stopped Mark's hand so he kept going. At some point Mark was sure he heard Oscar whimper. He wondered if the 23 year old could come just from this.
The thing was, it wasn't just Oscar's pecs that Mark became obsessed with. For some reason, Mark started noticing the way Oscar’s belly would bulge after he came inside the younger man. Seeing Oscar so full of his come turned him on so much it made him dizzy. He loved touching Oscar’s belly after they had sex. Rubbing it, as if there was his child growing inside of it. As if Oscar was carrying his baby.
Mark didn’t know when these thoughts started. At first he thought he was just obsessed with Oscar’s body. But then thoughts about knocking up the 23 year old started popping up. He was horrified. Obviously, Oscar couldn’t get pregnant. He wasn’t a woman. And Mark didn’t want him to be. He never thought of Oscar as a woman. But the thoughts didn’t stop anyway.
After having a dream of Oscar being heavily pregnant with a rounded belly that was about to pop, Mark decided he needed to step back for a bit. He started making excuses whenever Oscar tried to have sex with him. Oscar didn’t notice at first, but eventually he realized that Mark was avoiding him.
“What’s going on with you?”
Mark, who was scrolling on his phone, was startled when he heard the question. The two of them were spending a lazy morning in bed in Oscar’s hotel room. The night before, the younger man tried to get Mark to fuck him. Kissing him with a hunger that Mark had never seen before. But once again, he was turned down for the hundredth time that month. Mark should’ve known he’d start asking questions sooner or later.
The older man thought he should just play dumb, “what do you mean?”
Oscar turned his body to fully face him, “you’ve been avoiding sex all month.” He looked down, “is it something I’ve done? Do you… not find me attractive anymore?”
Mark sat up straighter, “what? Don’t be ridiculous. Of course I still find you attractive.”
“Then why?”
The 48 year old sighed. Seemed like his only choice was to tell Oscar the truth. So he did. He told him everything, from his obsession with Oscar’s tits to his dream about Oscar carrying his baby. He couldn’t read the younger’s expression and it scared him. There was no way he didn’t think of Mark as a weirdo.
“So… that’s why?”
“Pretty much, yeah.”
“I mean, yeah, that’s kinda weird.” there it was. Mark expected it but he still cringed hearing it. “But,” Oscar started again, “doesn’t mean I’m not into it.”
Mark’s eyes almost popped out of his head. Did he hear that right? But before he could fully process what the 23 year old just said, suddenly he had a lap full of Oscar. Oscar straddled Mark’s thighs and immediately kissed him hungrily. Finally, Mark snapped out of his thoughts and kissed him back.
They fucked even more than they did before. As if they were trying to make up for lost time. Mark fucked him harder than he ever did before. The thought of Oscar with a swollen belly kept him going. He was sure he hadn’t had this much sex since he turned 30.
Oscar was as hungry for it as he was. He wasn’t very vocal in the bedroom. His vocabulary during sex was usually limited to a string of curses. But he did bring Mark’s hand to his stomach often when he was getting fucked. It didn’t matter whether he was taken from behind or was laying on his back, he’d take Mark’s hand and place it on his belly. Mark could feel the way Oscar’s ab muscles tense as his hole tightened around Mark’s cock. It drove him crazy.
It wasn’t just Oscar with a swollen belly that he was imagining, he was also imagining him nursing their baby. His little tits leaking with milk to feed the little one. Mark wondered what their baby would look like. Would it have Oscar’s nose? Or Mark’s chin?
Mark always loved coming inside of the younger man. But after that conversation with Oscar, Mark became obsessed with filling Oscar up with his come. Every time they had sex and he came inside of the 23 year old, Mark made sure that it didn’t leak out of Oscar’s fucked out hole. If it did, he liked to push it back with his fingers. As if having his come inside him would help knock the younger man up. He even thought about buying a plug for Oscar but maybe that was a bit too much. Maybe in the future.
But for now, Mark was fine with how things were going for them. Not only was he relieved that Oscar wasn't freaked out about the older man wanting to knock him up, he also seemed to encourage these fantasies. Mark didn't know whether he actually wanted to have a baby with Oscar or not, but just the thought of Oscar with a swollen belly and tits leaking with milk was enough for him for now.