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andys the type of uncle who as soon as he gets word that the babies been
delivered his the first one down the hospital to meet the baby
Pretty much the minute George has given birth to his first baby, Andy is hanging round
outside the delivery room door with a giant teddy and balloons while John tries to hold him
back because George needs a little time to recover and the nurses are still cleaning bubba up
mpreg i belong to you forever
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Right after the claiming John is moving his things to Freddie's bedroom and
then he finds a suspicious box in the closet. He opens it and finds all kinds of
crazy and (to him) scary looking sex toys and immediately wonders if he did
the right thing by letting himself be claimed by Freddie and worries they are
not sexually compatible.
John swallows as he stares at the contents of the box.
He recognises a few of the objects, but a lot of them he’s never seen before. He can certainly
guessed what they’re used for.
He can feel his face reddening as his eyes shift from some anal beads to a ridiculously large
dildo. An hour ago he’d been buzzing from the thrill of being claimed, but now he can’t help
but wonder what Freddie’s expectations of him will be.
About 90% of the things in this box are things John wouldn’t want inside him or on him. He
blinks back tears as he wonders whether Freddie would still want a sub who is so boring and
vanilla.
“John?”
John jumps at Freddie’s voice, and hurriedly closes the box and shoves it back in the
wardrobe. He hasn’t even been claimed for an hour, and he’s probably already going to get
his first punishment.
“Sorry, Freddie, Master, I didn’t mean to…I just-“
Freddie steps forward and cups John’s face. “What’s wrong, darling? You’re crying. Are you
worried I’m going to punish you for looking in that box? Because I promise you I’m not. We
haven’t even discussed our expectations yet.”
John bites his lip. “It’s not that, Fred. I just…all that stuff in there. Are you going to want to
use it on me?”
Freddie’s face softens at the worried look on John’s face. “Oh, John. Come and sit on the bed
with me. Come on, darling.”