Au Pair

Content Warning: mpreg, exhibitionism, voyeurism, cuckoldry, light bondage, rough sex, dubcon

Tony pulled some strings and got Noah in for a doctor's appointment the very next day. One quick blood test later, Noah got the news that yes, he was indeed pregnant, as well as a great deal of information on what he should do going forward.

The au pair left the appointment in a daze, on the verge of being overwhelmed by it all, but the sight of a freshly deposited fifty-thousand dollars sitting pretty in his bank account after Tony got the results took the edge off somewhat. A small part of him wondered if he wasn't getting a littletooused to selling his body if he was willing to go so far as to have amob boss'baby for a check...

Then he looked at his bank account again and that small part shut up. For awhile, at least.

A week after that, the results of the prenatal paternity test he'd taken while at the doctor's office came back and confirmed that it really was Tony who had managed to knock him up.

"Of course I'm the father," Tony said with a vicious smile that night while they conferred in the living room after Jenna went to bed. "Like that bitch boyfriend or cuck buddy of yours could ever get the job done."

Tony stood then and went to join Noah where he stood staring out the window into the night and across the back lawn where the pool glowed gently in the dark. The older man pulled Noah back against his chest and pressed a kiss to his neck, inhaling deeply of his scent as he did so. His large, strong hands slid up his young lover's arms then down over his still-flat chest and subtly rounded belly.

It was a deeply possessive move Tony was performing more and more frequently of late, as if craving a reminder of the state he'd put Noah in. It made the au pair feel like a rabbit caught in a wolf's jaws every time but unease turned to arousal a little faster with every day that passed.

"No," Tony murmured against Noah's neck between hungry, lingering kisses. "It takes arealman to breed a pretty thing like you. Shoulda' been impossible, but this body of yours..."

The older man grabbed the hem of Noah's t-shirt and pulled it slowly up until his stomach, and then his nipples were revealed, watching the au pair's reflection in the window all the while. Noah's breath quickened, helpless in the much larger man's embrace, all too aware of the growing hard-on pressing into his ass while Tony let his hands glide back down his abdomen again to push down the waistband of his pants by several inches to put his figure on full display.

Silence hung heavy in the air between them, the stillness of the house almost suffocating as Tony drank in the sight of Noah's exposed body and let his hands drift back up to cup his lover's chest. It was inevitable that the breasts Noah had managed to avoid developing as a teen thanks to puberty blockers and testosterone injections would begin to develop soon, but there was no sign of them yet. That didn't stop Tony and Noah both from being able to imagine them, though.

"Yeah," Tony breathed softly against Noah's neck. "This body of yourswantedto get pregnant." Before Noah could protest, his boss continued, "Yourgendermay be male but your body knows, deep down, it wasmadeto be bred. That sweet little cunt of yours loves cock too much not to follow through."

"I'm not...I'm not somebroodmare,"Noah tried to protest but his body made a liar out of him. His skin was flushed under Tony's hands and his clit was throbbing, pussy already wet and aching to be filled by his boss' cock. "I never asked for this."

Tony chuckled, touch becoming firmer as he groped Noah's chest, kneading and pulling at the muscle there as if to encourage their growth. "Boy, you got knocked up spreading your legs for a stud and you think you're not a broodmare? You're gonna try and say that shit when you've got my foal in your belly?"

He palmed Noah's stomach then and Noah couldn't help the soft, whimpering moan that escaped his lips when he did, driving home the truth of what the au pair had become--

Tony's broodmare.

The warmth of Tony's big palm felt like it penetrated right to the core of him to where the offspring the older man had planted in his womb was growing even now. It was only a matter of time before Noah's whoring was obvious to everyone and anyone that laid eyes on him-- they'd know. They'd all know what he'd done with Tony-- know that the once upstanding teacher with a promising career ahead of him had let a man nearly twenty years his senior fuck him not just once or twice, butdailyfor money until he beat the odds and managed to knock Noah up...

Tony's fingers slipped down the front of Noah's pants and barely touched his fat, throbbing clit before the au pair came, whole body shuddering with the power of his orgasm. He only barely managed to stifle a wail when his lover's fingers continued to stroke his clit, dragging out his orgasm as he muttered, "That's right, boy, this is what you were made for: pleasing a man with this slutty little whore body of yours until he breaks you in enough to start pumping out babies.FuckI can't wait to see how big you get!"

~~~

Done with pleasing Noah and desperate to feel the boy wrapped around his cock, Tony dragged Noah's pants off then pulled him over to the sofa. Still dazed and suggestible after his orgasm, Noah dropped backwards onto it, legs akimbo, which the mob boss took advantage of the moment he could get his own pants off, enormous cock springing out fully erect.

Without having to be asked, Noah opened his mouth and Tony barely took the time to grab the boy's head and line himself up straight before plunging his dick inside.

He was rough with it, forcing his cock all the way to the back of Noah's mouth and over the bend into his throat in one harsh jerk of his hips. Tony could feel his breeder gag around his girth, struggle weakly in protest, but he didn't let up, simply held Noah in place until he mastered his gag reflex and his thrashing subsided.

"That's it, good boy," Tony groaned blissfully as he pushed Noah back into the sofa cushions, grabbed the back of the sofa for leverage, then began to fuck his mouth like a cheap fleshlight. He couldn't go quite as rough as he wanted thanks to the boy's teeth, but Noah was good enough at taking him by now that he could keep up a good pace-- the cacophony of sucking and slurping made bye his dick pumping in and out the younger man's mouth music to his ears. "Yeah," he moaned, head thrown back as he hovered at the edge of orgasm, sofa creaking in protest under them. "Oh, baby, your mouth is almost as good as your cunt..." He came, then, with a low, shuddering moan, hips jerking erratically as he pumped a load of hot, potent seed directly down the man's throat.

"Swallow it, bitch-- swallow it all," he commanded breathlessly, mouth hanging open as he panted, balls going tight as they unloaded themselves into his whore.

When he was done, Tony pulled out of Noah's mouth with an audible sucking sound from the excess saliva, followed by a sputtering cough as the younger man sucked in a breath, eyes streaming. Before Noah could get his bearings, though, the mob boss grabbed him a second time and pulled him down onto the floor where he put the boy on his back, spread his legs, then pushed his still-hard cock up into his equally wet pussy.

Noah tried to cry out at the abrupt penetration but Tony silenced him quickly with a kiss, all too aware that too much noise might bring Jenna down to investigate, but too desperate to have his bitchnowto take him all the way to bed.

Well, Jenna slept like the dead anyways, it'd be fine.

Propped up on his hands while he dropped his hips to drive his dick deep into Noah's writhing, supple body, Tony took the opportunity to admire his conquest. It'd taken time, but his persistence had paid off-- Noah seemed to have all but given up on the strictures of their original contract dictating when and how often Tony was allowed to fuck him. Technically speaking he was in violation of it right now since he'd already had him that morning before his doctor's appointment but the fact he'd already been fucked once that day didn't seem to cross the little slut's mind.

Judging by the expression of pleasure-addled stupidity on his handsome face and the glazed look in his dark eyes, Tony's broodmare wasn't thinking much at all beyond the ecstasy of taking his stud's cock to the hilt. Noah's vapid, brainless demeanor sent Tony's already stiff dick rock-hard with arousal as he was reminded again of how thoroughly he'd broken his pretty little mare in. He'd taken a hard working, college educated young man with a career and not just turned him into a whore that fucked his employer for extra cash-- but literal breeding stock that would churn out the whole herd of children Tony had always dreamed of having.

Sure, Noah would probably protest at first when Tony told him it was time for baby number two, but he'd cave almost immediately. By the time Tony was ready to put baby three or four in his mare he had no doubt Noah wouldn't even think to question it anymore...

"You make me so fucking happy, baby," Tony murmured against Noah's lips as he leaned in to kiss him again, hips still pumping while his au pair wrapped his arms and legs tight around him, his only reply a soft moan as he opened his mouth and allowed Tony's tongue inside.

~~~

"Really?Reallyreally?" Jenna exclaimed a few days later, expression of ecstatic glee on her small, round face at the news she was going to be getting a baby brother or sister.

"Really," Tony told her with a wide, pleased smile. He'd sat her on his knee for the beginning of the conversation but she clambered off now and took the place between him and Noah on the sofa instead so she could put her small hand on his stomach.

"I thought boys couldn't have babies," she said, a little puzzled as she looked up at Noah.

"Uh-- well, certainspecialboys can," he explained with a weak smile. "Daddy will explain it when you get older."

Jenna nodded, then took her hand back from Noah's belly and asked with her typical, bright-eyed innocence, "Are you gonna getmarried?"

"After the baby comes," Tony said and patted his little girl fondly on the head with a smile. "Don't you want the baby to be there?"

She gasped at the idea and nodded, thrilled by the idea. "Yeah! How long is it gonna be?"

"Until the wedding?"

"No, until the baby comes!"

"Seven-ish months, sweetpea," Tony said.

He and Noah both laughed a little when Jenna looked at them aghast. "But that'sforever!"

"It'll go by fast," Noah promised. "It takes awhile to make a baby, you know."

"Did it take that long to make me?"

"Even longer," Tony teased.

Times like these, watching Tony and Jenna, Noah felt less trepidation about the life growing inside of him. Tony was an objectively bad man-- good men didn't do the kind of work he did, but he was, at least, a goodfather.That much, at least, Noah had never been in any doubt about.

Maybe giving Jenna the younger sibling she'd always longed for wouldn't be such a trial after all. It was just one baby-- nine months and then he'd be set for life...

~~~

It'd been awhile since Dante had last been to the D'Angelo estate. He ranked well above the bottom rung grunts in the organization these days but not high enough that he attended personal meetings with the boss on the regular, either.

The fact he had been summoned to meet with Tony D'Angelo solo now was either a very good sign, or a very,verybad one.

Either way, he showed up on time and was escorted to Tony's office by his personal bodyguard, Mark.

Tony was already there, seated behind his large, imposing desk, the man himself just as large and imposing as the last time Dante had seen him. Technically they were roughly the same height and yet Tony managed to make Dante feel small not just by measure of sheer bulk but also in the weight of hispresence.There was an air of command about him that made just about anyone, no matter how big, want to stare at their shoes like a child about to be disciplined by their father.

"Dante," Tony smiled around his cigar as he took a drag from it. "Been awhile."

"Yes, sir," Dante responded, erring on the side of caution as he returned the smile. Something was making a soft, wet sound somewhere out of sight in the room and he tried to ignore it. Maybe his boss had a dog sitting at his feet under the desk or something. "What can I do for you?"

"We'll get to that in a minute," Tony said and opened a manila folder then pushed it across the table towards Dante. "Take a look."

Dante caught the folder and examined the contents quickly. He wasn't a fast reader but all he had to do was catch the title page and a few of the pictures printed below to get the gist. "You're opening a new branch of your construction company upstate?" he put together, intrigued. There'd been rumors going around the gang about it-- a lot of the crew worked for one of Tony's legitimate businesses part-time, or at least did on paper to help move money around, and Dante was one of them.

"Yep," Tony said nonchalantly as he tapped the ash off his cigar then stabbed a finger at him and said, "I wantyouto manage it for me."

Startled by the offer, Dante's jaw dropped in spite of himself. "What?" It was the kind of offer he'ddreamedof. The people managing Tony's business fronts all didverywell as long as they kept things in line and under the radar the way the boss liked-- this was Dante's chance to achieve wealth and comfort in a way he'd only ever imagined in his wildest fantasies.

Reality reasserted itself before Dante got too carried away imagining his future, though, and he remembered who he was dealing with. Tony was a serious man whose word was his bond when it came to this kind of thing, but Dante couldn't forget the fact that there were other guys above him who would probably have been considered for the position first under normal circumstances...which meant Tony wanted something from him in exchange.

"What do I need to do?" he asked, doing his best to keep his tone neutral.

Tony laughed. "Brighter than you look-- that's good," he said, then groaned unexpectedly and reached below the desk. "Just a minute, I gotta-- ah! Fuck, yeah, good boy. Shit you've gotten good at this."

While the mob boss' hands were out of sight below the line of his desktop for Dante, it was obvious what he was doing from the rhythmic pumping of his arms and the almost pained look of euphoria on his chiseled face.

Heat crawling up the back of his neck, Dante realized his boss didn't have a dog sitting at his feat under his desk chewing on a toy-- there was a man on his knees sucking his cock.

"Yeah, yeah just like that," Tony panted, fucking the unseen man's mouth with a vigor that shocked and aroused Dante in spite of his embarrassment. He could hear the wet slide of his boss' cock in and out of a willing throat expertly loosened to take him without gagging despite how roughly it was being used.

Fuck, that's hot,Dante thought, almost dizzy with how rapidly the blood was rushing to his own dick in response.Thiswas real power. Fucking whoever you wanted whenever you wanted no matter who was watching. Must be one fine fucking whore to get throat fucked like that without wanting to puke-- the kind of service you paid the big bucks for.

Tony came right down his slut's throat with a grunt as he forced his cock into the bitch's mouth right to the hilt, hips no doubt grinding against their lips as he emptied his balls into their stomach.

Aroused beyond all recourse, it was a fight for Dante not to give in and touch himself. Fuck, maybe if he asked nice Noah would let him try that next time he was over...

"What was I saying?" Tony asked as he came down from his high, though Dante couldn't help but notice that he hadn't pulled out of his slut's mouth, but left himself sheathed in their throat to warm his cock while he continued their discussion.

Fuck, fuck,fuckI want that so fucking bad!,Dante practically screamed internally as he watched Tony cast his gaze upwards in search of their previous topic, too turned on to offer an answer himself. The older man's hand bobbed, no doubt bouncing his whore's head on his cock to keep him stimulated and half hard while they chatted.

"Right, the job," Tony said and took a drag from his cigar again then exhaled long and slow, seeming to particularly relish the taste in the wake of his orgasm.

Dante had never wanted to be someone else so badly in his entire life.

"Yes," he managed to eek out breathlessly, grateful his button-up jeans masked the worst of his raging hard-on.

"I want you to oversee it for me but there's something I need you to do for me first." Dante nodded wordlessly, mouth dry with anticipation and something more before Tony continued. "I want you to break up with Noah."

"What?" Dante asked stupidly, wondering if he'd misheard somehow. He wasn't surewhathe'd thought his boss would ask of him in exchange for such a valuable opportunity, but breaking up with his boyfriend definitely wouldn't have made it into the top ten.

"Boy's a soft touch," Tony growled around the butt of his cigar as he let his head drop back against his chair, hand encouraging his whore to increase their pace sliding up and down along the shaft of his cock under the desk, whore mouth slurping greedily at his thick length. The bitch was drooling, Dante could tell by the sound alone. "He hasn't been able let go and break up with you on his own but I need him focused on his work here, with me. Best thing for it is you takingyourselfout of the picture for us."

"I-- what?" Dante stammered, completely wrong-footed by the odd turn the conversation had taken. How Noah and Dante's own future careers fit together in the conversation refused to click into place for the man. "You mean like...taking care of Jenna? Didn't you guys write up a contract about that?"

"Sure," Tony said as he dropped his cigar in the ash tray on his desk then leaned over and pulled the person who had been sucking his dick out of sight up into view. "But then we signed a new one, you see, and its keeping himrealbusy."

Dante stared, mind reeling as the devoted, drooling cocksucker was revealed to be his own boyfriend.

Blindfolded with his arms bound behind his back in a binder and completely naked but for a black collar around his slender throat, Dante had never seen his boyfriend looking so sexy-- or so debauched.

"Noah," he croaked, but his boyfriend gave no sign that he'd heard him, only followed Tony's lead when the older man guided him up onto the chair to straddle his lap so they both faced Dante across the desk. A casual tilt of his boyfriend's head revealed that he was wearing an expensive pair of earbuds-- no doubt with the sound canceling turned on.

"Pretty, isn't he?" Tony asked, pleased as he settled Noah on his lap and guided his thick cock up into the younger man's wet, dripping cunt. The mob boss' gratified sigh made it plain just how good it felt to sheath himself in the au pair. "We're in a real delicate stage right now, though," Tony continued as he began to roll his hips at a slow, leisurely place, teasing the whimpering slut on his lap with just the first few inches of his dick. "I've got him pretty well broken in now, but he still needs some conditioning. Should have him well trained by the time he's due, though."

Tony's large, callused hand slid slowly upwards from Noah's hip to cup the small swell of his normally flat belly and lingered there possessively, making it plain to Dante that his boyfriend hadn't just put on a little weight since he last saw him.