What If... Zac Got With Aaron?

Well its five thirty and for once, I'm the one up alone. This sucks and Mikey, if you want we can still do a thread with this. My Aaron and Quincy suck ass. <3 I just got bored and Zac muse wouldn't leave me alone. So, enjoy I guess...

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Aaron cleaned up Zac’s cum, chuckling and carried him off to bed, holding him to his chest.
Soon, Aaron was asleep and Zac watched silently. Just watching the peaceful rise and fall of his chest as he snored softly.
Zac’s eyes went from Aaron’s soft lips, parted slightly, to his chest, down to his thighs, the natural bulge not from arousal, to his feet…
And it made him think….
What if he had listened to Mike the very first night he met Quincy when he told him to go flirt with Aaron instead…? What if he’d wanted Aaron and, well, got him? What if he was Zac McDaniels because he was married to Aaron and not Quincy?
His life would be completely different but would it be for better or for worse?
What if….

Zac McDaniels yawned as he sat up in bed, hand on his inflated stomach.
“Aaron!” He squealed, beaming. “It’s kicking!!”
Aaron zoomed in the room, wide smile on his face as he placed a hand on Zac’s tummy.
“Oh! My baby’s kicking!” He pressed his lips to Zac’s stomach again and again as the child kicked inside of his husband, ignoring the fact that they were still naked, clothes strewn across the room from last night’s activities. Zac giggled at his husband, so happy.
“Hey, I know my stomach’s cute and all but I want love too.” He tilted Aaron’s head up and kissed his lips sweetly.
Aaron chuckled.
“You can have all the love you want babe.” He caressed Zac’s hip bones and kissed him again, lingering there.
Zac’s hand moved to Aaron’s crotch, cupping his dick and balls in one soft hand.
“I know I can.” He smirked, tongue tracing Aaron’s smiling lips.
Just then, the door to the room was swung open by Quincy.
“Gah! My eyes!” He slapped a hand over his eyes.
“DAD!” Aaron shouted. “Can you learn how to knock first?! I was about to get laid damnit!”
Zac laughed lightly at his father in law.
“Oh, you know I’m sexy.” He rolled his eyes.
“Yes… sexy is exactly the word to describe your gigantic stomach.” Quincy rolled his eyes back as he uncovered them.
“Why you lookin’ grandpa?” Zac paused for a fraction of a second, leaving no time for a real answer before standing. “What I thought.” He strutted from the room, bare ass swaying from side to side as he walked off.
“Yeah, shake that ass!” Aaron whistled after, watching.
Quincy chuckled, shaking his head.
“I just heard you two going at it last night and you’re still horny?”
“Always horny for something that sexy.” He smirked. “You know the feeling?”
“No… can’t say I do.” Quincy sighed softly.
“Oh… shit, I’m sorry daddy.” He hadn’t meant to hurt his father but he could tell he had…
“It’s fine.” Quincy shrugged it off. Yes… it hurt… he had no one and never would. He had a reputation as a monster and that was how it would stay…
“What about… that Higgy guy? Lane maybe?”
“Aaron, stop.” Quincy shook his head. “I don’t wanna talk about this now.”
“But daddy…”
“I said let it go.”
“Okay…” Aaron sighed.
“Go fuck your twink.”
“Whatever you say daddy!” He smirked. “Zac where are you!? I’m horny!”
“Come and find me!” Zac screamed from somewhere in the house.
“That a challenge?”
“You want it to be!?”
Aaron chuckled and ran off. A few minutes later he returned, Zac over his shoulder.
“Ah! Daddy help me!” Zac squealed. “He’s going to rape me!” He giggled.
Quincy chuckled and shook his head.
“Well, have fun… horny pregnant people.” He smirked.
“Thanks a lot dad!” Zac groaned as Aaron laughed evilly and locked him in their bedroom.
Quincy had on a small smile up until now. When they closed the door and he was alone, it fell. He walked to his own room and locked the door. He sat on the bed, alone. He laid down, alone. He undressed, by himself. His own hand touched his cock as he jerked off. He would be alone forever. He was crying, even as he came. He had no one…
He looked down at himself with disgust. What had he come to? A lazy old man, jerking off in bed to porn magazines? No. He yanked his pants back up, tossing his magazine across the room.
He sobbed harder as he heard the moans and screams of his son and his husband.
Why couldn’t he have someone like that? Someone to love him…
Because he was a monster.
Simple.
He’d made a mistake or two… okay maybe three. HUGE ones. And now no one would give him a chance… and he hated it.
He rummaged around the room finding a knife and holding it to his wrist horizontally.
No…
He wouldn’t turn into a cutter. They really did disgust him. He put the knife back down. It was all or nothing. He would either not cut himself at all or he would cut the right way and murder himself… and he wasn’t ready for the second one.
Meanwhile…
“AARON! FUCK!” Zac screamed as his husband pounded into him harder and harder, tongue snaking out in concentration. He always did this when he was thinking or trying too hard and Zac found it adorable. Zac came hard, cum splashing onto his inflated stomach.
With one more thrust, Aaron came deep inside of Zac. He was already pregnant, couldn’t hurt…
Aaron collapsed beside Zac, panting heavily.
“Damn…” Zac whispered. “Gets better every time.”
“Don’t it?” Aaron smirked.
Zac chuckled and nodded again.


Zac was so happy with Aaron… glad he had listened to his memaw that night but… he had no clue what he was missing…