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The captain's rules were pretty strict, but he was true to his word - abiding the rules and cooperating meant much better treatment. He was taking care of the young men as often as they needed, as long as they kept up their end of the deal. When Zeke's belly started to tense and squeeze, he obeyed the captain's rules - boys in labor must be naked until they give birth. It was still early labor as he waddled around their campsite, grunting and huffing every now and then as the contractions washed over him. He braced his back with his hands, his heavy belly sitting low on his hips, before bending over slightly to brace himself on his knees. He let out a loud yelp as his water broke, the gush of fluid making a splash on the ground between his legs. The captain heard, popping his head out of a nearby tent where he had been caring for another young man, and he quickly got up to tend to Zeke. His hands gripped Zeke's hips, massaging his fingers into Zeke's lower back. "Let's get this baby out of you," he said, indicating that Zeke should follow him.
The captain lead Zeke to the nearby stream - it was big enough to swim in, but not so rapid and huge that it was any risk to anyone. The captain stripped off quickly, helping Zeke into the water. Zeke sighed with relief, the water alleviating some of the pressure and intensity. He rested his back against the bank of the stream, letting his belly sit in the water as the captain moved between his legs, starting to gently finger Zeke's laboring hole. "Good boy," the captain said softly, one hand fingering Zeke and the other rubbing his belly. "Always good to start stretching out for the baby." The captain was soon pressing the head of his cock into Zeke's red, puffy, pregnant hole, pressing deep inside him as Zeke gasped. His belly was tense and taught, writhing, working to move the baby downwards. It was so painful, yet he felt so much pleasure, waves of joy washing over him as the captain thrust in and out slowly. Zeke let out a loud moan, feeling the captain's thrusts blocked. The baby was coming down now.
The captain pulled out, pressing Zeke's legs back to let him bear down and push. Zeke groaned and moaned loudly, feeling the baby moving lower, opening him up from the inside. He shut his eyes, gritting his teeth as he pushed, only to relax into a moan as he felt the captain start to rub his clit. "Good boy," the captain said softly. "It's coming, you're bulging, you're about to crown," he said soothingly. "Big push." Zeke groaned loudly, feeling his lips being spread by the head, feeling them stretch and pull taut. The captain's hand cupped his groin, the ball of his palm rubbing on his clit, the fingers gently easing the pressure and helping the baby stretch him out. Zeke whined loudly, feeling the baby stretching him wide, his clit throbbing with pleasure. "Fuuuuckkkk!" he moaned, the head sliding to a full crown, his clit twitching as he orgasmed. He panted heavily, already feeling another orgasm building in his belly. "One more push," the captain said, still rubbing and pressing on his tender body. "Ah-ahhh!" Zeke howled in pleasure and pain, his whole body writhing as he orgasmed, the baby sliding out into the captain's waiting arms.
As Zeke prepared to leave the camp, the newborn wrapped up in his arms, he looked back at the captain before climbing into the car with his parents. "I know this was meant to set me straight, but I just might have to come back here."