The Big Comeback (Patreon)

A chance encounter with a big fan convinces Sean to make an unexpected return to his former career at a time he least expected. 

The Big Comeback

By Brimmingbelly04

Part One

Sean took his time going from his locker to the showers at the back of the locker room. Between the workout he'd just completed and his nearly to term, large twin pregnancy, he couldn't have moved any faster had he wanted.

There was a good crowd at the gym that morning, so he was far from the only guy sporting just rubber flip flops and a terry cloth towel. Sean was however the only guy sporting two towels around his waist, thanks to the widening of his hips and the additional fattening of his rear, which could've been classified as ample to begin with. Almost anyone else in his condition probably would've opted to go shower at home to keep from (further) exposing themselves, but thirty-eight year old Sean was used to his naked (or nearly) form earning him a lot of attention. Well, he used to be…

Back in what now felt like another life, he'd been in porn. After almost ten years in the industry, Sean threw in the jockstrap and retired at thirty, after which he disappeared from “public life.” He used some of the money he'd earned taking countless cocks to finally finish the degree in Business Management he'd started to earn before detouring and taking the road through “Pornville.” By focusing solely on his studios versus worrying about booking his next gig, Sean powered through (instead of power bottoming) and graduated with honors in less than two years.

Despite his non-existent (business) resumé and lack of (applicable) experience, after graduating, he quickly got hired as an account manager at a telecommunications company. Needless to say, Sean's “new” life wasn't nearly as exciting as his previous, which took a lot of getting used to, but ultimately, he was happy, and rightfully so because in a lot of ways, he'd lucked out…

After realizing at the time that school wasn't for him, he'd gone on to become one of a select few who achieved a successful, mainstream career in porn back when the money was good. Back then (which wasn't all that long ago in the grand scheme of things) people didn't have nearly as many options, somewhat forcing them to watch whatever was closest to what they liked that the big studios put out, Sean's content included.

While he hadn't kept up at all with the industry since leaving it, Sean knew things were a lot different now… Now that pretty much anyone could be a “pornstar” thanks to platforms such as OnlyFans and JustForFans, his “contributions” to the biz had been all but forgotten, allowing him to lead a “normal” life. For some time after losing it, Sean had missed all the attention and adoration, but now that he was about to become a dad, he'd come to appreciate the anonymity.

At thirty-eight, he was a few years late to the fatherhood game. Sean's plan had been to become a dad a little earlier in his thirties but unfortunately, that hadn't panned out. To his credit, he'd gotten close… Very close.

Sean found who he thought was a great guy, they dated, eventually got engaged and then married, and then even started to “try.” But then a whole bunch of shit hit the fan and long story short, he found himself recently divorced shortly before his thirty-fourth birthday.

He took some time to mentally regroup before putting himself back out into the dating scene. Once he deemed himself ready, Sean found himself sorely disappointed… He wasn't looking to get married again right away, but finding another husband and having a family with him was the former pornstar's ultimate goal. In regards to sex, Sean was still all for having a “good time” every now and then, but that's all anyone he met and tried to date seemed to want to have.

Since he'd had way more sex than most and ultimately, he was looking for more, he took his time searching for his next husband… Every once in a while, he'd “loosen up” and have some fun, but for the most part, Sean kept his dating efforts fairly serious, but to no avail. When he turned thirty-six and still hadn't found husband #2, he told himself he still had time… When he turned thirty-seven, he told himself the same again. When Sean turned thirty-eight, he did so again but this time, he wasn't buying it anymore.

While most people consider forty to be the new thirty, he'd set a deadline for himself to get pregnant for the first time by the turn of his next decade. The reason for this was because Sean's dad had been an “oops!” his mother (Sean's paternal grandmother) almost forty-one when she had him back in 1960, while his father had been four years older. Sean's dad had continually pointed out “how lucky” he was to have “young” parents… Times had changed and more and more people were having children later but to Sean, forty remained too old to become a parent.

That’s why following a spontaneous, hot, heavy and anonymous one-night stand resulted in a pregnancy, after giving it some thought, he decided to stay pregnant. It was also why he still decided even after finding out at ten weeks along that he was having twins. What mattered most to Sean was that he'd still only be thirty-eight when the babies were born, making him not old.

Being a single dad wasn't how he'd seen his life going, but he'd altered his path before and had success, so he decided to try again. If he succeeded, at least one of his goals would be fulfilled, and doubly at that.

Sean made good money as an account manager and even after paying outright for the rest of his degree, he still had a sizable chunk of porn money left, so he lived comfortably. But with two children on the way he was going to have to support on a good but single income, he was starting to get a little worried… He got even more so when he started purchasing baby stuff and quickly learned how expensive being a parent already was and would therefore, only continue to be, but he knew he'd figure it out.

As the long row of shower stalls came into view, Sean let out a quiet but grateful sigh when he saw the handicapped stall was open. Two days prior, at his most recent checkup, his doctor had estimated the twins to weigh over 11 lbs each, so he (and them) needed all the room they could get. As he ponderously approached, Sean reached under his belly and unwedged his two towels, making sure to keep hold of them so they wouldn't touch the cold and wet floor. He'd just flung the towels over his right shoulder when a big and tall, balding and bellied but hunky, bearded bear emerged from the stall to the right.

“Woof!” The guy grunted as the front of Sean's pregnancy entered his stall.

The two locked eyes for a moment before the others continued to look his bloated body up and down. From what Sean had quickly seen of him (including his big, thick, fat and heavy cock and balls before his belly obscured his view,) the taller, older guy was hot. Other than mentally noting that, Sean didn't think much of the brief encounter as he carefully turned on the slick tiles to pull the vinyl shower curtain shut behind him.

He just assumed the guy was straight and that he'd “woofed” to express some form of condolences. Not for a fraction of a second did Sean think he was about to be recognized for who he used to be, but for the first time in a long time, despite looking quite different from the last time he'd been filmed, he was about to be…

Sean didn't think he looked anything like he had in any of his films, which was and wasn't true. Pregnancy aside, as most men tend to, he'd thickened up some as he aged… Prior to getting pregnant, he'd still been in admirable shape, just no longer as lean and cut as he'd been at his peak. Sean was looking to seduce and impress one guy, not many, so he still spent a lot of time at the gym, just didn't go as hard as he once had, even before he had two babies in his belly.

He now also had longer hair and facial hair, the latter which he kept neatly trim, all of which he thought made him unrecognizable, but maybe not? Still, minus the big belly and boobs, someone would really have to know what they were looking for in order to ID Sean now, which apparently, this guy did.

“‘Scouse me…” Sean heard from the other side of the shower curtain, shivering under the water he'd just turned on as he waited for it to warm up.

He couldn't just cracked the curtain, but he opened it all the way. While Sean might not have been ashamed, that's not to say he liked how he presently looked. But despite all the changes to it, he remained proud of his body and the lives it was growing.

“Yeah?” He asked, looking up at the man as he let his hands rest on the sides of his belly.

Since he was at least half a foot taller, the big bear smirked down at him. “Are you Sean Cummins?” He asked, voice so deep it practically rumbled.

Sean's eyes widened in shock and surprise. The name he'd given himself to use in porn had been Sean Cummins, due to his prowess as a cock-hungry power bottom, who was capable of taking any dick aimed at him in either hole (sometimes more than one in each), no matter the dimensions. After spending a couple seconds staring up at him, his eyes followed the bear's down to his giant belly.

“How'd you know?” He asked, genuinely curious. “I don't think I look anything like I used to,” he shook his head.

“You don't,” the guy grunted, still staring.

“So..?” He raised his brows as the water finally warmed up behind him.

“Your tattoo.”

Of course… A quick Google search of “Sean Cummins” would result in countless lewd images, most of which focused on his big bubble butt. Above it, Sean had a beautiful tattoo of a Lily of the Valley, an admittedly oddly placed tribute to his late grandmother, Lily. Even though it was by definition, a “tramp stamp,” the tattoo he'd gotten the year following his grandmother's passing had been beautifully and tastefully done by an expensive, highly recommended and sought after artist, so it looked quite realistic, right down to the tip of the stem that ended just above the top of his crack.

Maybe this guy wasn't straight after all?

“Good eye,” Sean winked. “But I'm surprised you noticed when there's so much else to look at now,” he chuckled as he looked down at his breasts, noting how his nipples had perked up following their exposure to the cold water.

“Yeah, there is!” The big bear grunted again. “Triplets?”

“Twins,” the former pornstar corrected before rather needlessly adding, “Big ones.”

“You've gotta be due soon?”

Sean chuckled again. “I'm not officially due for another ten days but according to my doctor, they could come anytime now.”

“Excited?”

He nodded. “A little nervous too.”

“Understandable…” the bear said as he inched closer and looked around to make sure no one was close enough to hear what he said next. “I just had to tell you… I'm a big fan.”

“That you are,” Sean smirked. “It's been a minute since I've been told that. I haven't made anything new in eight years and with all the options out there now, I figured everyone forgot about me?” He shrugged, causing his boobs to bobble.

“Well not me,” the guy shook his head. “Even though I've seen everything you've done multiple times, I still watch it whenever I can.”

“Oh yeah?”

He nodded. “It's hard to find the time now that I have a wife and four kids, but…”

“A wife, huh?” Sean wagged his brows.

The bear let out a deep laugh he forgot to keep quiet as he nodded some more. “Yes, a wife… So yes, I am straight, but there's just something about watching you take cocks up that big, fat ass that gets me goin’...”

“Happy to help,” the former pornstar winked again.

“You ever think about gettin’ back into the biz?” The bear asked.

“I did for a while right after I got out of it, but not anymore, especially not now,” Sean shook his head as he took his hands from his belly and gestured all around it.

“I doubt I'm the only one who'd love to see you put something new out, especially now,” the guy replied.

“Thanks for the compliment, but I can't help but doubt it…”

“You shouldn't. When my wife won't put out and I'm not jerking off to you, I jerk off to pregnant porn,” the bear shared. “I was particularly obsessed with my wife whenever she was pregnant.”

“Really?” Sean was learning a lot.

The bear nodded. “I can't be the only guy into big bellies and bloated tits, ‘cause there's a ton of preggo content out there now.”

Sean looked at him in surprise.

“Don't keep up with the business anymore, huh?” He chuckled.

“Nope.”

“Well maybe you should look back into it, before you pop!” He winked. “I think people would be willing to pay big bucks to see Sean Cummins all hugely pregnant, taking another monster cock or two. I know I would!” He winked before turning and sauntering off.

“Huh…” Sean grunted as he closed the curtain again and turned back around, finally letting his belly and breasts get fully wet.

Even if the studly, supposedly straight, literal daddy bear was right, he wasn't considering getting back into porn now. Not seriously, anyway… That would be crazy! Also, wrong. Sean was about to become a dad, and most dads don't let themselves get paid to be fucked on film.

All that being said, he couldn't help but wonder how much he could make if he made one more flick? At the end of his porn career, depending on the scene and how many cocks he took in it and where, he'd been making up to $15k. Since leaving the industry, Sean really hadn't kept up with it but doubted anyone made close to what he had now… Because of OnlyFans, etc. he assumed big studio budgets had been altered in favor of putting out more content versus big budget stuff in order to keep up.

But for someone like Sean, a real (albeit former) pornstar, who'd had a huge and loyal following, maybe they'd be willing to make an exception for a one-time encore performance? The real question was, would they even be interested in such a performance now that he'd so obviously been cummed in and was both heavily and doubly pregnant as a result?

Following his shower, as he lumbered back to his locker, the already tight and shiny skin stretched (yet miraculously, stretch mark-free) over his babies shined even more now that it was wet. Despite the warm shower, Sean's now larger and darker nipples remained at full attention, causing him to notice all the attention he was getting at the moment…

Every guy he passed seemed to be looking at him. The gym had a pretty big gay membership, so it wasn't uncommon for there to be a pregnant guy or two there. Few got as big as Sean had and even fewer projected such an air of confidence, especially while in the locker room.

Till his run in with the sexy daddy bear, Sean assumed all the looks he got while changing were those of sympathy and/or “better him than me!” But now as he casually looked around, he realized that maybe some of the looks were actually slightly admiring and lustful?

As he drove home, the former pornstar pulled up a contact in his phone he hadn't used in years. Eight, to be precise. Sean didn't know if Matt still had the same number, or how he'd respond when he reached out from his own “new” number? There was only one way to find out, so he hit the call button and waited for the phone to ring.

“Hello?” Matt answered following the second ring. Sean recognized his voice immediately.

“Matt, it's Sean.”

“Sean?! No shit!”

“No shit!” He laughed. “It's been a minute… How've you been?”

“Not bad, not bad. How ‘bout yourself? What've you been up to for the last eight years?!” Matt asked with a laugh in return.

“Eh, nothing too exciting… Got my degree and then got myself a regular job. Got married, got divorced,” Sean listed off, hitting almost all the important stuff. “You know, the usual…”

“Sounds thrilling!”

“Right? What about you? How's business?”

“It's going. It's not as good as it used to be, but it's not awful either.”

“Good.”

“We've had to get creative and a little more kinky to keep up with all the wannabes, but we're making it work.”

“So you're not doing classic, muscle-bunny stuff anymore?” Sean asked.

“Oh, I'll always make that. It got me where I am, but now, I also make some more… niche stuff, if you will.”

“How niche are we talking?”

Matt chuckled. “So long as it's legal, there's enough demand for it, and I can find the right actors to shoot, I'll make it.”

“Have you done any pregnancy stuff?”

“You haven't been keeping up with my work, have you?” He asked, sounding slightly offended.

“Sorry…”

“I get it… I never watch porn for the reason everyone else does anymore. It's not so hot when you know how it's made,” the studio director replied.

“Exactly,” Sean agreed.

“Anyway, to answer your question, no, I haven't done any preggo stuff. Yet… I'd like to ‘cause the market for it is growing, but I haven't found anyone pregnant who was willing to shoot. Why do you ask? You know someone?”

“Yes and no… I ask because I'm pregnant, and…”

“No shit!” Matt said again. “Congratulations!”

“Thank you.”

“When's the big day?”

“Ten days, but my doctor said that…”

“Wait a fuckin’ second…” Matt cut him off. “Are you calling me ‘cause YOU wanna shoot something?!”

“I'm calling you because…” Sean paused. “I wanted to gauge interest.”

“Well you have it! I’m fuckin’ interested!”

“For real?!” He asked in surprise.

“For fuckin’ real, dude!” Matt confirmed.

“Well it’s good you’re interested, but do you actually think other people would be interested in…”

“Seeing you back in action? Fuck, yes! You were one of my biggest stars, Sean!”

Sean grunted. “Well I’m literally a lot bigger now. Did I mention I’m having twins?”

“You didn’t, but even better!”

“Is it?”

“Hell yeah! People are gonna go nuts! Speaking of which…”

“Yes, Matt…” Sean sighed. “My nuts are still big. They’ve actually gotten bigger too.”

Matt groaned. “Please tell me you didn’t mess up those big, beautiful balls with silicone?!”

“What?! No way! That shit’s crazy dangerous, and the results are just too unpredictable.”

“I know!” The director agreed. “Sometimes, the results are great, but more often than not…”

“It just ends up looking all weird and unnatural.”

“Exactly. So since you thankfully didn’t do silicone, how are your balls bigger?” He asked.

“Something to do with all the pregnancy hormones.”

“So that’s actually true?”

“Apparently. But I'm pretty sure it also has something to do with the fact that I’m so big now, I haven’t been able to jerk off in over two weeks!” Sean groaned.

“Damn, dude!” Matt grunted back. “You don’t have anyone to help you out?”

“I’ve been laying low ever since I found out I was pregnant, so no. Now back to why I called… How interested are you?”

“Very!” He reiterated just as emphatically.

“I’m glad, but I’m talking moneywise,” Sean clarified. “If I do this, I’d wanna make at least what I did before I retired.”

“We haven’t even talked about what you would do if you decide to…”

“No, we haven’t, but in order for me to…”

“Do you trust me, Sean?” Matt asked.

“Of course, I do,” he replied. “That’s why I called.”

“Well then how ‘bout this… If you let me come up with something, I’d be happy to double what you made in the end.”

“Double it?” Sean repeated. “So you’re talking thirty grand?!”

“To start,” the director replied. “I think we’re gonna have such a huge hit on our hands, I’m even willing to throw in a little profit-sharing too.”

“Holy shit!” Sean exclaimed.

“Why do you sound so surprised..?”

“Because I am!” He laughed. “I was pretty sure you were gonna laugh me off, so yeah, I’m surprised!”

“But still interested, right?” Matt asked.

“Now, very!”

“Good, ‘cause we’ve got some planning to do! Where are you living nowadays?”

“Kansas City.”

“Missouri or Kansas?”

“Missouri. Kansas City, Kansas  is gross!”

“So I’ve heard. So I assume flying is off the table?” Matt asked.

“It is,” Sean confirmed. “As is being in the car for more than an hour. So if we’re gonna do this…”

“I need to get myself to KC, stat!”

“You’re gonna shoot with me?” Sean asked. It wouldn’t be the first time he and Matt worked together in front of the camera, but he was still a little surprised.

“I’m not sure yet. I need to figure things out and see who’s available for a quick trip. Now you need to figure out if we’re really doing this? Is it the horniness and hormones talking, or do you really want to?”

“I wouldn’t go so far as to say I really want to,” Sean admitted. “There’s a reason I haven’t made anything in eight years, and now, of all times isn’t when I imagined ever making my return to porn, but…” he paused to sigh. “It isn’t just the hormones or horniness talking either. It’s also the money, so…”

“So is that a yes?” Matt pressed.

Sean thought about it a second more before he replied, “Yes,” before he could change his mind. “So what do you need me to do to make this happen?”

“First and most importantly, I need you to not have those babies for a couple more days. Think that’s gonna be an issue?”

“I don’t think so,” he replied as he looked from the road down to his belly, which more than filled his lap. “Anything else?”

“Book a suite at the nicest hotel out there for the day after tomorrow.”

“How nice are we talking?”

“The nicest,” Matt reiterated. “I'll pay for it when I get there. Also, book me the cheapest room they have.”

“Alright. The Raphael is really nice. It's in… Country Plaza.”

“Sean…”

“Yeah?”

“So long as it's nice and you can get yourself there still pregnant, the place could be on the moon for all I care!”

“Fair enough,” Sean chuckled. “So both rooms for only one night?”

“You tell me?” Matt replied.

“What does that mean?”

“How much of a comeback to porn are you trying to make?”

“Not a comeback at all,” Sean said definitively. “Just a one-time return and then I’m done, for real this time.”

“So then yeah, just one night,” the director confirmed.

“Matt…”

“Yeah?”

“I trust you, but… please, don't go overboard.”

Matt scoffed. “Never!”

“I'm serious!” Sean laughed. “Also seriously pregnant and a bit out of practice, so no double-penetration and no orgies.”

“I got it. Trust me, we're gonna have some fun.”

“I've gotta say, I'm surprised,” he said.

“About?”

“You haven't asked me for a picture.”

“You're Sean fuckin’ Cummins! I don't need a picture!”

Sean chuckled. “I'm not the Sean Cummins you remember! No more abs, no more pecs. Yes, I still have my big, bouncy ass, which is bigger too, by the way, but now, I also have big boobs and a belly! And a beard, which isn't too big, so I don't mind if you want me to…”

“Leave it,” Matt interrupted. “And don't send me a picture. I wanna be surprised when I see the new and improved Sean in person the day after tomorrow.”

“Oh, you're gonna be!” Sean grunted. “But for what it's worth, I do still go to the gym as much as I can,” he shared. “I was just there and got recognized for the first time in a long time, which is what made me call you.”

“Well then hit the gym again tomorrow if you're up to it, but don't workout too hard!” The director cautioned. “Don't work those…” he paused for a second before hopefully finishing, “Big babies outta you..?”

“They're big,” Sean confirmed. “Honestly, Matt, I look like I'm about to blow!”

“Perfect, but please don't!” Matt all but begged. “Now lemme go and get planning. I'm gonna have to move some things around, which is gonna cost me…” he groaned. “But it'll be worth it! So, totally worth it, I just know!”

“I'm glad one of us is so sure about this!” Sean chuckled as he turned down his street.

“Where's all that confidence you used to have you greedy, cock-hungry power bottom?!” Matt asked with a laugh.

“Gone. Just like my abs!”

“Abs are overrated.”

“Says the guy who probably still has all eight of his!”

“I'm down to six now,” Matt sighed. “But yeah, they're still here… Now really, I gotta go!”

“Me too,” Sean said. “I've gotta book the rooms and then hopefully get myself an appointment for tomorrow to get waxed.”

“No! Don't!”

“Matt! I have a bush now!” He groaned.

“Perfect! Natural is back!”

“It is?”

“It is, so leave it. Your bush, anyway… Do you have any hair on your pecs or abs, I mean, boobs and belly?”

“No.”

“Good!”

“But you just said natural was back in?”

“It all depends on where the hair is.”

“OK. What about clothes?”

“Overrated, just like abs.”

“So I'm just gonna do the whole thing naked?” Sean asked.

“If you wanna wear something, bring it and I'll tell you what I think, OK? Don't worry about that too much… Worry about keeping those babies inside of you and maybe, trying to get them a little bigger?”

“Matt!”

“Or not, or not! Just please, please, please, stay pregnant!” The director begged again before ending the call so he could get to work coming up with the most important and hopefully, lucrative flick he ever made.