The Big Comeback Pt. 2

The Big Comeback

By Brimmingbelly04

Part Two

Since Matt told him to book the nicest room he could, when he called The Raphael and was told the Presidential Suite was available, Sean took it. He winced as he put the $2300/night room on hold on his credit card, along with a standard (but still very well-appointed) king room for his director/maybe once again, co-star. Rooms booked, Sean got to thinking about the upcoming shoot, not that he'd ever stopped since agreeing to it…

He was nervous and excited. He was a natural performer who knew the ropes, but needless to say, it'd been a while… Somewhere in the back of his mind, Sean had always considered returning to the biz but till today, never seriously enough to look into his options. Part of him, a big part (and no, not his belly, breasts, butt or balls) couldn't believe he'd finally decided to now when he was so, well, big, but in a weird way, it made sense…

Almost as soon as his first flick came out (which he only played a supporting/receptive role in) he made a big splash thanks to his natural “talents and capabilities.” It didn't take long for Sean to become “the main, bottom attraction,” which would more than likely be the case once again but now, also more than likely, for a very different reason… He didn't know yet what Matt had planned, but safe to say, he'd be doing at least some of the things he used to but now, while looking very different.

As such, Sean couldn't help but keep worrying and wondering despite what Matt and the daddy bear at the gym had said to him, if people were actually going to be interested in and appreciate his big comeback, no, NOT comeback, or if they'd watch it just to see what had become of formerly super sexy Sean Cummins?

He realized that more people had seen him either entirely naked or extremely close to than he could ever truly fathom, but given his current shape and dimensions, if he could find something “sexy” to wear that provided some coverage, Sean wanted to have it as an option. Since he hadn't gone on a date, let alone gotten any in over half a year, everything he owned that still currently came close to fitting, wasn't very sexy and therefore, probably didn't fit with Matt's vision (whatever it was) so later that afternoon, Sean ventured back out of his house on the outskirts and into the city, to visit its best known and stocked paternity-wear boutique.

Ironically, the boutique was no more than half a block away from The Raphael, where he might wear what he bought if he found anything he thought fit the bill. “The bill” mainly being his bulbous, bloated self… As soon as Sean waddled said self inside, he was immediately pounced on by two of the boutique's three clerks, both of whom quickly made it a point to tell him how “radiant” he looked and how much he was “glowing” despite him waddling in wearing a massive (yet tightly hugging) t-shirt and a loose(ish) pair of sweat shorts and flip flops.

As he'd told Matt when he asked, all but gone was his former confidence… Sean wasn't bold enough to admit to the clerks the real reason for his visit, so it was a good thing he thought faster on the feet he couldn't see than he could move on them. When asked by his attendees, he told them he was there looking for something “very sexy” to wear to surprise his husband on his birthday the following day.

“Are we really talking very sexy..?” One of them asked with a wag of his brows.

“We are,” Sean nodded. “Bring it on…”

The two employees shared a knowing look, smirk and nod before the second turned back and smiled at their biggest customer in some time. “Then I think we have just the thing for you!”

“Please, follow me back to the dressing room while Clay makes his selections from the back,” the first clerk said as he wrapped a gentle arm around Sean's widened waist. “Can I offer you a nice glass of chilled sparkling cider?”

“So long as you can offer me a bathroom after!” Sean replied with a smile and nod.

“Of course!” The clerk smiled and nodded back as he pulled back the curtain to the extra large dressing room for him. “Now I'll just need you to…” He didn't finish what he was saying before Sean started pulling his shirt over his head. “Oh my!” He giggled.

“Sorry…” Sean chuckled back as he held the shirt he'd just pulled off over his chest. “I thought you wanted me to get undressed?”

“I did!” The clerk nodded. “I just… Usually, it takes a little more convincing before a customer disrobes!”

“Oh, I, um…”

“It's nice to see such confidence!”

“Thanks…” Sean smirked as he lowered his shirt and tossed it aside as he got to work undoing his bra. Maybe, he did still have some of his old confidence after all?

Some twenty minutes and two “champagne” flukes of chilled sparkling cider later, any confidence Sean thought he might still have was gone, following a lot of help from Clay and his counterpart. Thanks to all of their efforts, he found himself standing on the raised platform in front of three mirrors at the back of the boutique, the mirrors allowing him to take himself in from almost every angle without moving.

When he did wear something on camera, most of it had been sexy and provocative, but none of it had been like what he had on now… As such, Sean honestly didn't know what to think, but his two helpers sure did.

“Now, you really look radiant!”

“Ohmygod, your husband's going to love this!”

“He won't be able to resist you! I almost can't! Respectfully, of course!”

Despite all the heaping on of praise, Sean remained less than convinced he actually looked good… In all honesty, he would've been much more comfortable standing there naked, rather than standing there all crammed into the supposedly “sexy,” overly lacy, semi-transparent, bright red bra and matching panties. His breasts were seriously putting the bra's frilly cups to the test and his nipples were clearly visible, while his big(ger) balls were both bursting out the sides of the panties, the crotch of which he'd filled beyond capacity.

“This is, um…” he trailed off for a second. “Not exactly what I had in mind,” he shook his head.

“It isn't?” Clay frowned. “But you look so…”

“Sorry, I… I just feel like this is something a woman would wear when she was trying to be sexy! I'm a man!”

“Of course!” Clay and his counterpart replied in creepy unison.

“It's just that I'm not so sure my…” Sean paused again as he thought about what his (former?) fans would think of seeing him all “dolled up?” “My husband is gonna like it. I've never dressed like this for him,” he shook his head.

“Well, you never had a reason to before, did you?” Clay asked.

“No, I suppose not. But…”

“It really shows off what he did to you, which he should love!” He nodded enthusiastically.

“Oh, I totally agree!” The other clerk gushed, right on cue. “That bright, sheer read really suits your skin tone!”

“I guess it does…” even less than convinced Sean, had to admit. “Maybe I'd feel a little better if you had the next size up in the…” he hesitated again, cringing literally before finishing his question with the foreign (to him, anyway) word, “panties?”

“Unfortunately, no. You're in the largest size we have,” Clay replied with a shake of his head. “But you mentioned this would be worn tomorrow night, correct?”

“Right,” Sean nodded.

“Good! Then you won't have much time to get too much bigger!” The clerk chuckled before raising his brows and expectantly asking, “So..? Do we have a winner?”

“Do we have any other choices?” Sean asked as he forced himself to smile as he once again took in his ridiculous reflection from almost all sides.

“Something that might fit you a little better?”

He nodded. “Even just a little?”

Clay shook his head back. “I'm afraid not.”

Sean rolled his eyes and sighed. Clay and his counterpart might've though he looked radiant, etc., if they were even telling the truth, but that didn't mean he did… Still, he'd show his only “sexy” choice of attire to Matt when they met and go from there. If the director didn't like it, Sean would almost be all too happy to agree with him and go naked for the whole shoot as a result.

“Then I guess we have a winner?” He shrugged, causing his tits to really press and bulge out against their lacy confines, further irritating and stimulating his nipples. “Now if you guys wouldn't mind helping me out of this getup before I burst out of it!” He requested as he turned and carefully stepped off the platform and started waddling back to his dressing room.

“Of course not!” Clay and his cohort replied at the same, creepy time again.

*****

Following his first lingerie buying experience, Sean stopped at his favorite barbecue place to treat he and the twins to a big, tasty dinner. He didn't plan on purposely getting the babies any bigger, but he certainly wasn't about to let anyone starve, himself included. Tomorrow night would be another story though…

The night before/morning of a shoot, Sean always had to be careful about what he ate. Hopefully, the twins would be craving something nice and clean the following evening such as a salad, otherwise they'd be out of luck. At least tonight (like almost all the others during his pregnancy,) they were getting what they wanted.

After placing his order to go, he waddled over and leaned back against the closest wall to wait. As he did, Sean angled his phone so no one else would be able to see it, opened his browser and pulled up the website for Matt's studio for the first time in a long time. He was busy scrolling through the site's new (to him anyway) design, which now included image previews of its latest offerings, when he heard a loud, high pitched gasp come from nearby.

“Daddy! Daddy!” The young boy it came from promptly followed up.

“Yes, Sean?” “Daddy” replied, sounding less than enthused to have to be doing so.

“Look at that man's belly! It's so big!”

Sean didn't need to look up from his phone to know the little boy was talking about him, that much was obvious, but he did anyway. He turned to see a towheaded boy of about three, staring up and pointing at him, specifically his belly, his bright blue eyes practically bulging out of their sockets. Standing behind him, still looking down at his own phone, was a thirty or so years older version of the child. When he looked up and followed his son's finger, his blue eyes bulged as well as his face rapidly flushed with embarrassment.

“Sean!” He scolded, his mortification evident in his tone.

“What?!”

“S-e, or S-h?” Literally big Sean asked with a chuckle and a smirk.

“S-e,” little Sean's daddy replied as he placed his phone-free hand on his precocious son's right shoulder.

“Same here.”

“Small world.”

“Are you talking about my belly now too?” Sean asked as he nodded down at his swell.

“Oh, no! I…”

“Don't worry…” he laughed as he shook his head. “I've… grown to be used to all the attention it gets.”

“Ha!” The guy chuckled, his handsome face still a bright shade of pink. “Sorry about my Sean,” he nodded at the boy. “You know how kids can be…”

“Not yet, but soon, and once I do, I'll have two of them to deal with!” Sean replied with a roll of his eyes and a small rub of his belly.

“There's two babies in there?!” Little Sean asked. “That's why it's so big?!”

“That's why,” Sean nodded.

“Are they boys or girls?”

“I don't know. It's going to be a surprise,” he replied.

“My daddy has a baby in his belly too,” the little boy shared. “A boy.”

“Oh?” Sean smiled at him, then his dad. “Congrats. How far along are you?”

“Oh, not me!” The guy laughed, face flushing a little more. “My husband… He's almost six months along.”

“Nice.”

“We're excited,” he smiled and nodded. “I'm excited for the pregnancy to be over!” He admitted with a chuckle. “‘Cause someone tends to get a little grumpy the bigger he gets…”

“You've never been pregnant, have you?” Sean chuckled back.

“No, I'm happy to say I have not!” Little Sean's seeding father laughed. “Sorry if this sounds weird, but you look super familiar… Have we met before?”

Sean shook his head and smiled as he pretended to ponder the suggestion. “Don't think so?” He shrugged, knowing exactly how and why the second, already daddy he'd interacted with that day knew him, even if this one hadn't put the pieces together yet and maybe never would.

“Huh…” the guy grunted. “I could've sworn I know you from somewhere, I just can't place it?”

“I get that from time to time,” Sean smiled and shrugged again.

Shit… Getting recognized twice in a matter of hours after years of going unnoticed… What're the odds? He thought to himself. Maybe I really am due to make a comeback? No, NOT a comeback, just a one-time return!

Big Sean and little Sean's dad continued to chat as they waited for their food, little Sean frequently chiming in with what he thought to be pertinent information. As he listened and watched father and son interact, Sean found himself feeling all warm and happy inside… Already he was looking forward to when the twins would be old enough to talk, even if some of what they said would more than likely lead to his own embarrassment as well.

Both orders were ready at the same time, after which Sean followed father and son out into the parking lot where they said their goodbyes. As he worked himself back behind the wheel of his SUV, the father-to-be of two watched as little Sean was helped into his carseat in the second row of their minivan. While his full-size SUV was large enough to accommodate two carseats and their young occupants, Sean begrudgingly admitted to himself that it would probably be a lot easier on him to trade it in for a damn minivan. Ugh…

When he got home, he put his dinner in the oven to keep it warm, then took his bra and panty set upstairs. Since he wanted to hit the gym in the morning, Sean grabbed his bag from the closet to quickly pack a change of clothes for after his workout. Once his gym bag was repacked, he took Ir downstairs with him and left it by the door, then waddled back to the kitchen, where he took his food from the oven and a bottle of water from the fridge to the living room. There, he plopped down on the couch and watched TV as he ate, or tried to…

The more time that passed since agreeing to make his one-time return to porn, the more anxious Sean was getting about it. Even when he stopped and thought long and hard about it, he couldn't recall how many times he'd been fucked on film, so even though it'd been a while, he knew everything would “come back to him,” that wasn't the issue. The issue was that this time was going to be different. Very different… Sean probably would've felt a little better about it if he knew what Matt had planned, but not knowing exactly what to expect was kind of exciting too.

*****

Despite his nerves, aside from two trips to the bathroom, Sean and the twins slept through the night, but they did get up early. Even though they'd had a big, filling dinner, all were hungry again when they woke, so after getting dressed for the gym, he grabbed a bottled smoothie from the fridge. It wasn't much but that morning, Sean decided he wanted to get a full workout in before having his real breakfast.

“Sorry, kiddos…” he apologized as he waddled out to his truck. “You're gonna have to make do with the smoothie till I'm done at the gym, but I promise to make it up to you after.”

Sean put in a solid three hours at the gym, focusing all his time on weight training. He might not've had visible abs or pecs at the moment, but his arms, legs and ass were all still in good shape, so he worked on getting them nice and pumped in preparation for the shoot.

He was super hot and sweaty as he lumbered into the locker room, his stringer tank top soaked through, it and the sports bra he wore underneath both clinging to his damp skin body like gloves. Once again, Sean's presence attracted attention, but no one said anything except for a very pissed off looking guy about his age, who stormed into his row as he started to undress.

“‘Bout to hit the showers?” He asked as he ripped his towel from around his waist, leaving him naked. Sean couldn't see what he was working with downstairs due to his belly blocking his view.

“Yeah,” he replied. “Put in a lot of…”

“Well don't fuckin’ bother!” The guy cut him off in a huff. “Damn water's out again!” His eyes looked like they wanted to say something when they really landed on Sean and noted his size, but plain and simple, he was too annoyed to.

“Shit, seriously?!” Sean groaned. “This is getting ridiculous!”

“I know!”

“Well thanks for the heads up.”

“‘Welcome,” the guy grunted as he turned to his locker to get changed, grumbling as he did about how he was going to have to go to work all sweaty now and how he really should at least threaten to cancel his membership.

Fortunately, Sean didn't have to worry about heading off to work not so fresh from the gym… His paternity leave had started the week before, and he wasn't due back in the office till ten weeks after he gave birth. Still, not everything was good… Now, he had to go home all gross and sweaty, which wasn't ideal, nor would it be entirely comfortable, but as always, he'd manage.

“How's McDonald's sound?” He quietly asked his inhabitants as he exited the locker room, gym bag slung over his right shoulder, his left arm and hand bracing that side of his belly to keep it steady. “We can hit the drive-thru, then go home and get cleaned up. Sound good?” He asked, looking down at his biggest swell and giving it a pat as he exited through the gym's automatic doors.

“Aww… It's sweet you talk to them. My wife did too…” a deep voice said.

Sean's head snapped up and his eyes bulged as he came to a rather clumsy stop when he saw who'd spoken to/teased him. It was the daddy bear from the day before. The one who'd inadvertently gotten him to call Matt.

“Hi again!” He smiled up at the burly older man.

“Leaving so soon?” The bear smirked back.

“I was here for three hours.”

“Woof!” He grunted.

“Yeah…” Sean chuckled.

“I told myself to get here earlier!” The guy rolled his eyes. “Had I, I might've seen you in the showers again, but maybe not by the look of it?” He noted, raising his brows.

Sean shook his head. “Not today. Water's out. Again…”

“Are you kidding?! This is like the third time it's happened this month! We pay too much for this!”

“I know…” he rolled his eyes.

“Damn it…” the daddy bear grumbled as he adjusted his gym bag on his broad shoulder. “I was gonna hit the weights hard and then shower before I headed to the office for a meeting, but I guess not!” He huffed as he rolled his eyes back.

“Sorry, man…”

“Not your fault. You probably don't have to worry ‘bout going into the office now, huh?”

“Nope!” Sean smirked. “My leave started last week and I've been loving every second of it!”

“Lucky bastard…”

“Oh, come on…” he frowned playfully up at him. “You don't think I deserve a break after doing all this work?” He asked as he palmed the sides of his biggest mounds, hands looking very small in comparison. “That and probably a little too much breakfast from McDonald's?” He winked at the bear, causing him to grunt.

“Speaking of work, looks like you put a lot in today… You're pumped, man!”

“I did,” Sean nodded. “Now don't get me wrong, I always appreciate a compliment, but…” he paused to lower his voice and lean in a little closer around his belly. “Now that I know you're a fan of me and pregnancy, I can't say I'm surprised to be getting one from you!” He winked again, causing the bear to grunt again as he reached down and adjusted his crotch as discreetly as he could, which wasn't very.

“Well, I mean…” he started to say after clearing his throat.

“Actually, I owe you a compliment.”

“How's that?” He asked, brows lifting again.

Sean shrugged. “Our conversation yesterday got me thinking.”

“About..?” The bear's brows went higher still.

“What do you think?”

“Don't tease me!” He groaned. “That's just fuckin’ mean!”

“Who said anything about teasing?” Sean asked. “I'm serious when I say you got me thinking enough that I decided to give my old director a call and…”

“You called Matt Phillips?!”

He laughed as he shook his head. “Not that I doubted you, but you really are a fan! I've never met anyone who knew the name of the director of their favorite…”

“Movie!” The bear cut him off as two guys walked by on their way into the gym.

“Right…”

“So what'd he say?! What'd you say?!” He asked rapid-fire once the coast was clear.

“What's your name?”

“Huh?” He frowned.

“What's your name?” Sean repeated. “You know all this stuff about me, and you've seen me naked!” He whispered. “But I don't even know your name!” He laughed as he shook his head.

“If I tell you, will you tell me what you and Matt talked about?”

“I will,” Sean nodded as he checked the time on his phone. “But it's gonna have to be at McDonald's. Breakfast ends in fifteen minutes.”

“You drivin’ or me?” The bear asked.

“What about the gym?” Sean raised his brows.

“Don't worry about it. So..?”

“I don't make it a habit of getting into cars with strangers…” he said as he cocked his head to the side.

“Bryan. Bryan Rogers. But I think you should drive…”

“I'd be happy to take a ride now that I know your name, Bryan…”

“Glad to hear you'd take a ride from me,” Bryan replied with a smirk. “But you won't fit in my car,” he shook his head. “I have a Mini Cooper.”

“You have a Mini?!” Sean laughed.

“What? They're cool!”

“Mid-life crisis!” He coughed.

“Gonna miss breakfast if we don't leave now!” Bryan coughed back.

Sean quickly got serious. Food wasn't something he joked about anymore, most especially not when he was very hungry…

“Right,” he nodded as he turned to the right and started waddling off. “I'm parked this way. Come on… Hurry up!” He called over his shoulder.

“I'm right behind you,” Bryan replied. “You might wanna tell yourself to pick up the pace, preggo!” He chuckled deep and low.

*****

Some ten minutes later, right before the official end of their famed breakfast, Sean and Bryan sat in his truck in the McDonald's parking lot, consuming the food the bear had insisted on paying for. Between/during mouthfuls, Sean filled Bryan in on his conversation with Matt and the subsequent plan they'd made.

“I dunno what I did to deserve this…” Bryan said through his mouthful. “But whatever it was, I'm glad I did it!” He nodded enthusiastically before adding, “I told you!”

“Yeah, you did…” Sean admitted with a chuckle as he balled up his first emptied Egg McMuffin wrapper and tossed it back into the bag sitting on the center console between them before reaching back into it and grabbing his next sandwich.

“So you guys didn't talk about what you'd be doing?” Bryan asked.

His doubly pregnant driver shook his head as he set what remained of his second sandwich after taking a huge bite out of it, atop his belly, right in front of his tits. This time, Sean waited to finish chewing (and swallowing) before responding. “No, we didn't, but I have a pretty good guess…” he chuckled as he reached for his orange juice.

“And Matt didn't tell you who you'd be working with?” Was Bryan's follow-up question.

He shook his head again. “He said it might be him, but he hadn't decided yet,” Sean shrugged.

“You guys made a good pairing,” Bryan shared his opinion as he reached over for his Diet Coke with his left hand, which he'd kept resting over his crotch till then.

As soon as he removed it, Sean belatedly realized why he'd been keeping it there… Bryan had a raging hardon that was straining his gym shorts, the sight of which caused his own dick to start to chub up, unseen and reachable, thanks to his twin-filled belly and the tight confines of his driver's seat.

“So what would you like to see me do in my one-time return to porn, Bryan?” He asked so casually, he even surprised himself.

As soon as he did, Bryan started to choke on his Diet Coke for the next several seconds, after which he coughed for several more. By the time he was able to speak again, the older man's face was bright red, not just from all the choking and coughing, but now his flustered embarrassment as well.

“When it comes to you, I'm not picky…” he shrugged his broad and beefy shoulders. “I'd be happy to see you doing anything now, really!” He concluded with a deep, but evidently anxious chuckle.

“Oh, come on!” Sean goaded. “I don't want my biggest fan to be shy now! Know why that is..?”

“Aside from me being one of your biggest fans?” Bryan asked.

“Aside from that…” the doubly pregnant man nodded.

“No…”

“Simple… Because I know you're not shy!” Sean smirked as he tipped his chin in the direction of Bryan's crotch, whose gaze automatically followed his.

“Oh, shit! Sorry… I, um… Yeah, I…” the flustered bear struggled to get out.

“If you don't wanna tell me what you'd like to see me do, maybe you wanna show me?” Sean suggested.

“What?!”

“How important is your meeting?” He asked.

“Not as important as this!” Bryan shook his head.

“So you are interested?” Sean chuckled.

“Yes!” Bryan switched to nodding as he fumbled for his phone. “Just gotta call my secretary!”

Sean smirked as he grabbed his sandwich off his belly and quickly finished it. “While you do that…” he said as he chewed. “I'll head back to the gym and drop you off at your Mini, then you can follow me over to my place. Sound good?”

“Sounds fuckin’ great!”  The sexy older bear nodded and grinned as he placed his phone against his ear. “Literally!”

“I was hoping you'd say that,” Sean replied, transitioning to full-on grinning as he started the truck and put it into reverse. “But one thing, Bryan…” he said as he started to back up.

“One sec… “ Bryan said quietly before speaking directly into his phone, all of a sudden practically shouting at his secretary from his rapidly built up excitement and anticipation. “Tammy! Something, uh… Something came up!” He told her.

“It sure did!” His fecund friend/fantasy quietly chuckled as after finishing reversing and putting the trunk in drive, he reached over and wrapped his right hand around Bryan's erection, causing it to throb and the big bear to moan.

“Mmmmm!” Bryan practically purred into the phone. “No, I'm fine! Well, no I'm not…” he corrected. “I…p-p-pulled something!” He told Tammy as Sean pulled on his cock. “Gotta reschedule the meeting! Won't be coming in today! Tomorrow's fine!”

“Might not be…” Sean said quietly as he gave his cock another tug.

“Scratch that!” Bryan shouted again as he swatted Sean's hand away, already dangerously close to blowing a load and he didn't want to waste it in his shorts. “Tomorrow's up in the air, I'll keep you posted!” He promised before hurrying to end the call and turning to look at Sean, who shrugged and smirked.

“What?” He asked as he drove. He acted cool as a cucumber even though his own dick was hard as a rock buried beneath his belly.

“You're evil!” Bryan chuckled as he shook his head at him. “But I like it!” He smirked. “So what were you gonna tell me before I got on the phone?” He asked.

“Oh, right…” Sean smirked back. “What was I going to tell you?” He asked, acting like he was trying to remember.

“You know damn well what it is!” The bear said, his already deep voice dropping another half an octave as he reached over and placed his hand on the side of his belly and started to rub it.

This time, Sean was the one to moan as he closed his eyes for a second. Aside from his doctor, his nurses, and a few errant and uninvited rubs here and there, not many people had touched his belly, and those who had hadn't touched it like this…

“That's right…” he suddenly “remembered.” “I was going to tell, no, warn you, that it's been awhile for me…”

“Has it now?”

Sean nodded.

“How long is a while?” Bryan asked.

“‘Bout nine months, give or take,” the doubly pregnant man replied. “Which means if it comes to it, I'm gonna be really tight…”

Bryan grunted again as he continued to rub, this one sounding slightly less than convinced. “You, tight?” He chuckled.

“Yes, Bryan…” Sean confirmed. “Don't worry… I still know what I'm doing, of course, you're just gonna have to get me ready first. Is that something you're willing to do?” He asked as he turned to look at him.

The sexy older bear grinned as he nodded. “It would be my pleasure!”

“And mine!” The soon-to-be once again pornstar smiled back.