The Expectant Member

By Peter Schutes

Milo has one big problem after another. Living a hedonistic lifestyle fueled by his enormous size, no amount of sex is enough for him. When he meets Jordan, a trans man, their hookup ends with two new problems. The first one is odd enough: despite living as a man, Jordan’s insides are still female, and he is carrying Milo’s child. In a bizarre twist of fate Milo comes down with a dangerous medical condition called ectopic phallogeniasis: a penile pregnancy.
When doctors determine that both pregnancies are viable, the press goes mad. Surrounded by paparazzi, the couple are thrust into the limelight. For their protection, Milo and Jordan are abducted by a government agency tasked with studying the course of male pregnancy. When it turns out the agency is corrupt, Milo and Jordan must fight for their lives.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Peter Schutes
• Release date: Aug 24, 2022
• ISBN: 9781005178833

Peter Schutes

Peter Schutes Publishing promotes "unheard voices" from all walks of life. In addition to the hypermasculine pulp-style erotica of Peter and his associates, the press seeks out authors with stories that need to be told. Erotic fiction pushes boundaries, as does transgressive fiction about LGBTQ+ issues and neurodivergence, the hallmarks of Peter Schutes Publishing.Peter Schutes is the nom de plume of a prolific and acclaimed novelist. As Peter Schutes, he is the author of Slaves of Rome, Dark as a Dungeon, The Gospel of Priapus, and Panama Heat. He writes in the style of vintage pulp authors from the 1960s and 1970s. He lives in Los Angeles.

Book preview

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My name is Milo, and I had Ectopic Phallogeniasis. This is my story.

Sex was always a sport for me. Having a cock of horse proportions made things challenging, but I always found a willing hole. Men seemed to like getting fucked by me more than women. Women often cried, eventually asking me to stop. Men, especially the athletic types, were more into the pain. They pounded the mattress and bit the pillow, but they endured. I guess I prefer them now, but I won’t turn away a size queen if she’s willing to stick with it.

Most of my sexual encounters happened during my lunch hour. I worked around the corner from a North Hollywood bathhouse with a businessman's special. Two hours for ten dollars and all the ass you could fuck.

It was on a noontime break that I met Jordan. He was so handsome; I gasped the first time I saw him. I saw his tiny penis and nonexistent balls, and I just had to fuck him.

Lucky for me, Jordan was a fan of the big ones. When we got to his room, I got the shock of my life. Jordan had undergone surgery to alter from female to male. His penis was an enlarged clitoris. He had a vagina where his balls would have been. He lay on his back, fingering his pussy, expecting rejection. When I took off my sweatpants, revealing the mammoth, he sucked air through his teeth.

Holy fuck, dude, that’s a friggin’ monster!

I was just as sure of rejection. Yeah, I mean, I get it. I started to put it away.

Fuck me! Please! Jordan spread his hairy legs wide, pulling apart his pussy lips. I think if I were utterly gay, that would have made me feel queasy. Instead, it awoke new perversions in my already filthy mind. I wanted him; he wanted me.

I don’t wear condoms. They don’t fit.

I don’t give a fuck. I’m on hormones. I can’t get pregnant.

His vagina wasn’t tight, but it was shallow. I hit the bottom near the cervix when I was only half in. I had to hold my cock above the base to avoid injuring him.

Jordan was insatiable. On his back, he watched my thick meat stretch his belly as I filled his hole to bursting. Every time my cock hit the cervix, he jumped.

Am I hurting you?

Jordan shook his head. It felt good, so I kept rubbing at the cervix, freaking out at how good it felt to be inside a man’s pussy. A real pussy.

Jordan wrapped his legs around my waist, pulling me so close my cock started to double back on itself. 

Oh fuck, Milo! That’s it. Right there.

Jordan quivered with orgasm. The contractions in his cunt squeezed my cock hard so that when I came, the first few spurts didn’t come out. They felt like they went backward. Then I pulled back and let out a flood of sperm in Jordan’s vagina. Dripping with sweat, I lay on top of the trans man, feeling his heartbeat on my chest. When I pulled out, no cum came. It was all either up inside Jordan or trapped somewhere in my dick.

Neither of us knew that we’d just had historical sex. That moment changed both of our lives forever.

I usually prefer my sex anonymous, but something about the young trans man made me want to be more than just a lay. I felt the first stirrings of love. I’d never had love, so I didn’t recognize it. I just thought I wanted to fuck him again. So, we exchanged numbers.

We met almost daily at the baths. I still had my guard up. I wasn’t ready to let Jordan into my bachelor life. But each time we fucked, it got more intense. We