It was Christmas morning, and Jack and I were up at 10 in the morning -- an hour and a half before we had to go to my parents’ house for Christmas. We weren’t up to open gifts or anything; no, we were up to get in a quick Christmas fuck. I was currently riding Jack like a fucking horse, my head reclined back to the point where I thought my neck would snap. My body bounced up and down on Jack’s cock, him moaning under me like a bear while I squealed on top of him like a horny schoolgirl. Sex had gotten to feel a lot better throughout the pregnancy. I would cum three times in one session because much more pleasure was brought to my body than expected. Neither Jack or myself complained, however.

“C-Close, Alex. I’m so fucking close.” Jack grumbled from beneath me. I tilted my head forward, along with my body, to place a kiss on his forehead. Instead of continuing my bouncing, I decided to just grind against him at top speeds. Little ‘ugn’s were escaping my mouth as the tip of his dick grazed upon my golden bundle of nerves while Jack’s breath was lodged deep into his throat. With one more flick of my hips, I was spilling my juices all over Jack’s chest and jaw, and Jack’s cum coated my contracting walls. Profanity was spat left and right, and I collapsed beside him on my back. We laid there for a few moments before we had to get ready to go to my parents’ place.

Jack had gotten dressed in formal attire: a bright red button up, black dress pants, and his Tim’s. I put on something that would look formal enough while also be comfy enough for my pregnant-ass. So, I decided to wear a black maternity tank, a red flannel, and my green jeans. I had to leave the button undone because there was no way in hell it would button with my bump. I just pulled the tank down far enough to hide the fact that it was undone. Once we were both ready, Jack drove us to my parents’ place.

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The day had gone fairly slow. Dinner was almost done, and grandma and grandpa were on their way. I was helping my mother kick the fixings while Jack, Tom, and my dad talked about the Ravens upcoming season. As I helped mum, I began a little conversation with her. “Mum,” I perked up, “can I ask you something?” Mum looked up from mashing the potatoes.

“Ask me anything, babe.”

“Do you think grandma and grandpa are still disappointed in me? You know, with the pregnancy?” Mum sighed, setting down the potato masher. She looked at me with sympathetic eyes.

“It’s still hard for them to contemplate that you’re pregnant, Lex. They accept it from what I understand with grandma and I’s weekly calls, but your grandfather is still skeptical. It’s hard for them, Lex; this was never something they heard about in their day.” I sighed at her words, hiding my focus into the green beans I was seasoning. Mum stopped me, however, by turning me to look at her. “Don’t let them get you down, baby-boy. You have Jack, and you have been happy throughout this entire journey. Have this baby with pride.” I smiled at her, hugging her. I buried my head into her shoulder.

“Thank you, mum. I love you.”

“I love you, too, baby-boy.”

“Where is my Gaskarth family?!” boomed a hearty, British man’s voice which belonged to none other than my grandfather. I walked over to the doorway to see my grandfather, followed by my grandmother, entering the house. Everyone rose at their arrival. My grandfather went to Tom and my dad first while my grandmother ran right to me.

“Hello, my big grand-baby!” she gushed as she hugged me tight. I giggled at her, pulling away to show her my smile. She looked me up and down, and she gasped when her eyes reached my bump. “Look how big you’ve gotten! Your mum hasn’t been sending me any pictures lately; I remember when you were barely showing!” She pulled away to greet my mother, and I was left to now greet my grandfather. He stepped over to me, crossing his arms.

“Son, huh?” he asked, referring to Phoenix. I nodded.

“Yup. I, um, I am naming him Phoenix.” My grandfather smiled and hugged me lightly.

“You’ll be a great dad, sonny. Don’t forget that.” He patted my back gently before pulling away. All eyes were officially on the skunk-haired boy that I call mine. I stepped over to him and held him by the waist.

“Guy, this is Jack -- my boyfriend.” My grandmother blushed at my introduction and stepped over to Jack. She pinched his stubbly cheeks between her wrinkled fingers.

“Hello, Jack! You’re in for a treat with this family; we’re a crazy bunch.”

“Oh, I can tell that just by your grandson.” Jack joked. I gasped and shoved his side playfully, and he responded with a sloppy kiss on my cheek.

“Dinner is ready, everyone! Please, come and eat!” declared my father from the dining room. Everyone huddled into the dining room to say the holiday prayer before we dug into the feast.

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Dinner was great. I had eaten over three plates, thank to Phoenix, and I had a shit ton of hot cocoa. My grandmother and grandfather had gotten me a few sweaters and a new bookbag. They also got Phoenix a few things like clothes and bibs. They managed to purchase one with ‘Littlest Gaskarth’ on it, and it made me giggle when I opened it. Mum and dad got me new band merchandise, and Tom got me games for my XBOX. I appreciated everything, but I was way more excited for Jack’s gifts.

We arrived home about 10 o’clock at night. I was exhausted, but I needed to open Jack’s presents. Jack and I sat around the Christmas tree and exchanged presents. I had gotten him a new leather jacket, some converses, and a phone case he had been dying for which had a Home Alone design to it. As I opened my gifts, I was astonished at what he had purchased me. I had over a dozen new OM&M, Blink, and MCR tees, a variety of different colored Neff beanies, and what?! A new iPod! I was already on the verge of tears, but what made my tears fall were the last two gifts.

I opened up a box with a onesie that had the Green Day grenade in the center. I smiled at it, knowing it was perfect for a child coming from me. At the bottom of the box was a beaded necklace with a charm on it. On the charm glistened the letters A + J + P. I instantly knew what it meant, and I let out a choked sob. “It’s… beautiful.” I wrapped it around my neck, and when it was on, I pressed the charm against my heart with much pressure. “Thank you so much, Jack.” I whispered. Jack pulled me into a hug, squeezing me tightly.

“You’re so welcome, darling.” I pulled away, kissing his nose.

“Let’s go upstairs. I… I just want to fall asleep in your arms tonight.”

Notes

xoxo krys