The Gaping Dickhole of Life

Blue Pink or yellow?

"So everything on your ultrasound is looking good, how have you been feeling lately? Anymore morning sickness." The doctor asked as she scanned the transducer across Trey's gelled stomach.

"No but I'm confused, I thought that wasn't supposed to stop for another couple of weeks?" Trey questioned as he looked over at her, he felt a soft squeeze from Matt's sweaty palm as he gave Trey a small smile.

The doctor laughed and started to pack away the equipment, giving Trey a towel to wipe away the excess gel from his baby belly, "Sweetie, Male pregnancies only last three and a half months." She smiled, opening up a file and smiling at it, "Do you want to know the gender?" The doctor asked.

Matt and Trey looked at each other with wide eyes before looking at the doctor and saying simultaneously;

"Yes."

"No."

An awkward silence filled the room before the doctor cleared her throat to stop the couple from glaring at each other any longer, "How about you guys go home and have a think about it? I'm only one phone call away." She smiled as she lifted her bag and exited the room.

Matt silently looked at the floor as Trey got up from the hospital bed, they both made their way to the car in a quiet anger. As soon as they got into the car Trey glared at Matt, "What do you mean, yes?" He antagonised, furious that Matt wanted to know the gender.

"I don't know what the problem is! We'd never even talked about wanting to know, I just assumed we would find out before the baby was born." Matt shrugged as he put his seat belt on and started the car.

"Seriously? You didn't give a fuck about this child two weeks ago and now you're all for it?!" Trey raged as he buckled his seat belt aggressively.

"I thought you were happy about this?! That this is what we both wanted?" Matt said as he tried to keep his cool, "We don't have to know the gender if you don't want to."

Trey crossed his arms and leaned closer to the window, gazing out of it as Matt drove them back to the house in silence, the only thing talking quietly was the radio host.

-

That night, Matt walked into the bedroom in his fresh pyjamas, his curls were dripping wet as he scrunched them up with a towel. Trey was laying in the bed writing in his work notebook, still ignoring Matt from their feud earlier.

"Doing work?" Matt asked with a small smile, trying to lighten the mood. All he received from Trey was a hum of approval. "Trey seriously? I don't know what to tell you, I've said I'm sorry like millions of times and you still hate my guts." Matt sighed as he sat on his side of the bed, covering his face.

Trey rolled his eyes and looked over at him, "Jeez, don't cry, baby." He teased before he heard Matt sniffle into his hands, "Oh shit, you are crying."

"m'not." Matt muffled into his hands as his shoulder shook from his sniffles. He kept his back facing Trey as he covered his face.

"Matt I know you're sorry, I've just been super moody I guess..." Trey said softly as he rubbed Matt's clothed back gently.

"I want to be involved with everything, I really do Trey." Matt sniffled as he wiped his eyes, "When is your next Daddy and me yoga class? I want to come." He smiled as a few tears rolled down his cheek.

Trey wiped Matt's cheeks and kissed his lips swiftly, "Tomorrow, I'd love for you to come." Trey whispered, his face inches from Matt's, "It will be really gr- Ow." He was interrupted by a jerking feeling coming from his stomach.

Matt stopped smiling as his face grew with concern, "Trey what's wrong?" He asked, hoping that it wasn't anything too serious.

Trey was silent for a moment before a small smiled cracked onto his lips, "I think the baby just kicked." He whispered, his voice filled with excitement.

"Oh my god it did?!" Matt questioned as he placed his hand onto Trey's stomach, rubbing it as he anticipated the baby to kick at Trey's stomach. The baby began to kick at Trey's stomach multiple times making Trey and Matt laugh, "It must really hate me." Matt smiled as he crawled closer to Trey in the bed.

"HE must really hate you." Trey corrected him as he looked up at Matt's face, "I called the doctor and asked, I hope you're not too mad at me."

Matt laughed a little and looked up at Trey, "How could I be mad? We're having a baby boy." Matt smiled widely as he locked lips with Trey, their lips lingered together for a few moments before Trey pulled away with a sharp breath.

"I'll be back, gotta go take a wazz." he sighed, rolling his eyes as he stood up slowly from the bed, grunting as he held onto his back for support. "This stupid fucking baby makes me need to pee every five minutes." He complained as he approached the bedroom mirror, stopping to look at himself in it.

"I thought you needed to pee." Matt chuckled as he stood up from the bed, approaching Trey as he stood behind him and rested his chin on Trey's shoulder before wrapping his arms around Trey's stomach and pulling him in for a tight embrace.

Trey smiled for a second before feeling his legs begin to wobble, like a fawn in late spring learning to walk. Matt continued to embrace Trey, not realising Trey's buckling legs.

Trey felt the dreaded dribble of his urine trickle down his unstable legs, feeling a sense of relief and terror from the emptying of his bladder. After a few seconds of Trey trying to withhold the spillage flowing out of him, it was too late. Trey had given in to the disaster that was now on the bedroom floor.

Only seconds had passed before his and his lover's pants became saturated, like the blood soaked handkerchief of a dying martyr. Matt pulled away from Trey, immediately disgusted from the wetness seeping onto his pyjama bottoms and the bedroom floor, "Dude! What the fu- I mean-" Matt cut himself off as he looked at the embarrassment on Trey's face, "J-just wait there a second!" Matt called as he ran out of the bedroom.

Matt ran back into the room, a plastic straw in hand as he got onto his knees down beside the puddle of urine before looking up at Trey reassuringly, "Don't be embarrassed love, I actually really enjoy t-this..." he stuttered, grimacing as he attempted to smile while lowering the straw that was shaking in his hand to the puddle of florescent yellow piss.

Trey stared at Matt in shock, his face red with embarrassment as he watched his long term boyfriend begin to suck up his urine with a straw from the floor. He looked up to see a unpleased face from Trey and thought to himself;

"I need to get on his good side or he won't marry me"

Matt sat up higher on his knees and held onto both of Trey's thighs, pulling his boyfriends pissed filled crotch close to his face and began to suck the piss from Trey's trousers.

He heard a slight moan from Trey and looked up at him with wide eyes, "T-that actually really turns me on." He groaned as he let his head fall back, gripping onto matts hair and shoving his face into his crotch more.