10-17-2018, 02:44 AM
It didn't take much longer for Caleb to return home, either. Noah was passed out and he had to carry him inside; instead of putting him upstairs though, Caleb just laid Noah down on the couch and smiled softly when he looked up to see Zach sitting on the back porch.
Caleb slipped off his sneakers and stood up again, tugging down his grey "preggosaurus" tank top that had a triceratops dinosaur on it. He was also wearing his favorite stretchy yoga pants. He walked out onto the back porch and smiled as he sat down next to Zach and laid his head on his husband's shoulder - at five months pregnant already, Caleb looked very noticeably big. Perfectly round in the middle, although this time his ass and hips seemed to stay in relatively decent shape; he was the perfect 'hourglass' figure, with the cutest pregnant stomach that he showed off as much as possible.
"What are you reading there?" Caleb asked, tilting the binder slightly to read over the words on the laminated pages "Hey, this is a movie script - Did you get a gig?!"
Caleb slipped off his sneakers and stood up again, tugging down his grey "preggosaurus" tank top that had a triceratops dinosaur on it. He was also wearing his favorite stretchy yoga pants. He walked out onto the back porch and smiled as he sat down next to Zach and laid his head on his husband's shoulder - at five months pregnant already, Caleb looked very noticeably big. Perfectly round in the middle, although this time his ass and hips seemed to stay in relatively decent shape; he was the perfect 'hourglass' figure, with the cutest pregnant stomach that he showed off as much as possible.
"What are you reading there?" Caleb asked, tilting the binder slightly to read over the words on the laminated pages "Hey, this is a movie script - Did you get a gig?!"
You can lead a horse to water, but cannot force a horse to drink.