Life As We All Knew It

Randy smiled softly at John, placing a hand on his cheek.

John closed his eyes, leaning into Randy's touch.

Randy smiled and kissed John's cheek. "I'm fine," he whispered in his ear.

John smiled. "Thank god..." He whispered.

Randy smiled at his family. He was so happy, but he needed to be more careful.

John sighed, sitting down in a chair and rubbing his stomach. All this stress haf taken a tole on him.

"Go home, John. Relax. I'm sure I'll get out of here soon, and Gianna can drive us home," Randy said as he looked at John.

John sighed. "Okay, thanks baby." He saaid. He kissed Gianna and Randy goodbye before he left the hospital. He went home and immediatly went to bed.

Randy sighed and laid back, closing his eyes. He was still exhausted.

John slept peacfully, thank god. He needed sleep. This baby and and all othe stress was wearing him out.

Randy woke a while later and the doctor told him he could go home. He thanked him and got dressed, taking Gianna's hand and walking out. He got into the passenger and Gianna got in the driver's seat, driving them home.

John was curled up on the couch under a fur blanket in sweat pants and a sweatshirt. Dalton and Alex were curled up at his sides, sleeping with their owner. John looked up as Randy and Gianna walked in. "Hey guys." He greeted

Gianna smiled. "Hey, mom," she said and kissed his cheek before going to her room.
Randy smiled. "Hey, babe," he said and stripped to his boxers, ready to go back to bed.

John curled up in bed with Randy, pressing close to him.

Randy wrapped his arms around John, sighing and falling asleep.

John sighed in his sleep, hoping he wouldn't have any nightmares.

Randy mumbled incoherently in his sleep, shifting slightly.

John awoke a little while later, feeling hot, weak, and just plain old sick. He hated being pregnant...

Randy was on the other side of the bed, hanging off the side, snoring.

John chuckled, pulling Randy over so he wouldn't fall off the bed. He yawn and stretched before heading into the bathroom to take a shower.

Randy's eyes fluttered open when John moved him. "Huh?" he asked, still groggy.

"You almost fell off the bed." John chuckled before he went to take his shower.

Randy grumbled something incoherent before falling back asleep.

John sighed, letting the water run down his body. His eyes fluttered closed, and he let his hand trail down his body, to his cock. He hand't touched himself in a while, and Randy didn't have sex as much as he used to. He slid down, laying down in the shower, leaning against the shower wall and his legs spread as he started to touch himself.

Randy sighed, his eyes flutter open when he couldn't fall asleep.