“Thanks Mr. North,” I say formally as the big man heads for the door.
“It was good meeting you,” calls Bart as he departs.
With one last wave, Cyrus is gone and the door swings shut to a stunned silence in his wake. The three of us turn to look at one another, and there’s palpable relief in the air.
“Well, at least that’s over,” Alyssa sighs, plopping back down on the couch. “That was so crazy! I’m so glad it’s over though.”
I nod while sitting next to her once more. A heavy arm goes about her shoulders, and I pull her curvy form close while pressing a kiss to those brunette curls.
“Yeah, but how did he find out about us? What was he doing here anyways?”
Alyssa rolls her eyes and shoots us a droll smile.
“He has the key remember? He said he had to use the bathroom, so he swung by for the toilet. Then, he happened to glance in the trash and saw a bunch of used condoms of different sizes in there. You use a Magnum,” she says to me, “while Bart uses Magnum XLs.”
My friend snorts again, his handsome face distorted with disgust.
“Seriously? Your dad went digging around in our garbage?”
Alyssa holds her hands up.
“Look, I don’t want to know either. He said the condoms were just lying around on top, and that he recognized them right away because he uses the Magnum line too. But guess what? There were so many used condoms that he thought I was doing a gangbang! He literally thought I was having sex with four or five guys for fun!”
Bart lets out a yelp of laughter before pressing a kiss to our girl’s cheek.
“Is that something you might be interested in?” he asks in a dark voice. “You, with a cock in your mouth, one in your pussy, one in your ass, and two in your hands? That’s five guys, you know.”
Our girlfriend blushes and I feel myself going hard at her aroused response.
“I might one day,” she confesses. “But not now because I have something to share, Bart and Liam. I think I’m pregnant with your baby. I haven’t taken the test yet, but it’s in my bag, and I’m pretty sure. I’ve been craving all sorts of weird foods, feeling nauseated in the morning, and we go at it all the time too. So I’d say the chances are good.”
Bart and I stare at one another over Alyssa’s curly head. Holy shit, could it be true? Suddenly, both of us jump off the couch and beginning screaming and jumping with joy.
“Yeah-whooo!” my friend cries.
“Fuck yeah,” I growl. “We’re going to be daddies.”
Alyssa shifts her weight on the couch as she looks up at us, giggling.
“I take it that you’re happy then?”
My friend and I descend on the curvy girl with kisses, lavishing them on her anywhere we can reach.
“Yes, we’re very happy. Thank you baby,” Bart breathes in her ear as one big hand goes to rest on her soft tummy. “This is the best gift you could give a man.”
“I’ve wanted to have a baby for a while now,” I add in an emotional tone as I take one curl and twist it around my finger playfully. “But it seems you beat us to the punch.”
Alyssa giggles but then pulls back with a serious look on her pretty features.
“But you know that only one of you is the biological father,” she warns. “It’s impossible for there to be two daddies.”
Bart and I look at each other and shake our heads.
“Not impossible,” he growls.
“Plus, destiny trumps biology in this case,” I add in a low tone. “We don’t care who the DNA came from sweetheart. What matters is that this child is yours because we will love you and protect you until the end of time, sweetheart. We adore you, Alyssa North, and can’t think of anything better in the world than having a baby with you.”
With that, our curvy girl turns to us with tears in her eyes while wrapping us in those white arms.
“That’s how I feel too,” she breathes. “This is the best thing that’s ever happened to me and I love you both so much. Thank you for showing me what I’ve been missing all my life, Bart and Liam, and you’ve taught me that this, here, with us, is exactly what I need. I’m meant to be with you and I believe that with all my heart.”
With that, our embrace grows passionate and soon, we find ourselves in the bedroom making love to our glowing, pregnant girlfriend. After all, when the larger world defines love, they generally assume that it means a relationship between two people, and two people only. But with Bart and Alyssa, our universe has expanded beyond this narrow definition, and it’s the right path for us. We won’t be constrained by societal expectations, nor will we bow to what’s generally considered “normal” or “right.” Instead, Alyssa, Bart and I will find our own path in life, and even with the inevitable ups and downs, I know that we’ll be happy, generous, and grateful to have one other.