The Thigh Baby

By Peter Schutes

Dale is a bully. Jay is his victim. Over the years, they have become friends with benefits. Then Dale’s heart breaks when Jay marries his sister. Then, it shatters into a million pieces when she gets pregnant. Then, one screeching, metal-shattering night rewrites everything. A catastrophic crash kills his sister, and medical science pulls off a mind-bending miracle: they save the unborn child by implanting it in Dale's thigh.

Suddenly, Dale's a reluctant father, bound to his ex-lover by a pulsating, alien life growing within him. As the baby kicks inside Dale’s leg, stretching his skin and challenging his identity, he's forced to grapple with an impossible future. This twisted triangle of love, loss, and biological marvel will redefine family, test the limits of loyalty, and demand an answer to the ultimate question: what does it truly mean to carry another's heart when it beats inside your own flesh?

“The Thigh Baby” is a steamy, sexy romp through an altogether different variety of male pregnancy. This twisted tale is Inspired by the myth of Dionysus. When Zeus accidentally fried Semele to a crisp, he planted her unborn fetus in his thigh. Dionysus was born from the leg of Zeus. Who knew male pregnancy stories were as old as time?

• Language: English
• Publisher: Peter Schutes
• Release date: Dec 15, 2023
• ISBN: 9798215302118

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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DALE THE BULLY

Dale Clark was a bully when he was younger. He constantly compared himself to the other boys in the gym shower and came up wanting. His tall, wide stature made his already below-average penis appear tiny. Not surprisingly, he chose to victimize a boy like Jay Benson. Jay was short, skinny, and his dick hung down like a small elephant trunk between his legs. One day, after a particularly violent dodgeball game, Dale cornered Jay in the showers after the other boys left. He held Jay’s head to the shower, forcing water up his nose. He punched him until he vomited. Jay was still unaware that he had an enviable prize between his legs. He had no idea what he had done to invoke Dale’s wrath. The beatings continued mercilessly until one day, Jay fought back. He punched Dale so hard he started to cry. Blood poured from his nostrils. Jay spat on Dale and told him to fuck off. It was the blossoming of a peculiar friendship. They became good buddies, then something much more than that.

In their senior year, Dale’s hormones raged to the point that he could no longer resist his natural urges, which had driven him to torture Jay in the first place. Dale wanted to suck Jay’s cock. He wanted it in his ass. He wanted to be a tiny dicked man in subservience to Jay’s almighty cock. Not knowing how to put these words together, he invited Jay to join him in the woods to smoke weed and drink a few Lucky Lagers. Jay had forgiven Dale, but he still had a post-traumatic fear that Dale would turn on him. He was half right.

In the woods, Dale rolled a joint the size of Jay’s middle finger, which was considerable. Jay cracked open a couple of brews and tossed the caps on the ground. Dale picked them up to solve the rebus on the inside. The first rebus was a 2000-pound weight, a hatchet, a needle and thread, the letter S, and a coffee mug. He struggled with it. Jay grabbed it and studied it. It says Ton Axe Sew S Mug.

Dale smiled, Don’t act so smug.

Jay grinned and took a puff from the smoking joint. What do I have to be smug about?

Dale shrugged. If you don’t know, you’re oblivious.

Jay gestured to the swollen lump of flesh running down his thigh. You mean this?

Dale nodded.

Jay scowled. It’s not exactly a great thing to be this big. Do you think a girl would ever want to put this inside her?

Dale swallowed hard. He looked at the next rebus. It’s a stocking, a microphone, and an eagle or something.

Jay said, Sock, mike hawk. He burst out laughing. Suck my cock! I don’t believe you; let me see that!

Dale had made it up. He threw the bottle cap into the woods. You asked for it.

He pushed Jay off of the log and unbuttoned his jeans. Jay wasn’t into guys, but he was desperate to get off, and Dale was more than convenient.

What are you doing?

Dale fished in Jay’s pants, pulling the half-hard log of flesh out of his pant leg. He put the head, small and pink, into his mouth. The head was pretty small, but the cock was like an ICBM made of spongy, hardening flesh. Dale struggled to fit it in his mouth.

Ow! Watch the teeth!

Neither boy had any experience with sex. Dale had jacked off a thousand times thinking about Jay’s huge cock, but now that it was finally in his mouth, he worried he’d bit off more than he could chew, especially now that his teeth were scraping Jay’s precious cock. He opened his jaws as wide as possible and let the beast go deeper into his mouth.

Jay said, Shit, Dale, you’re good!

Dale couldn’t say anything because, at that moment, he felt Jay’s small head enter his throat, blocking the airway. Jay’s animal instinct took over. He held Dale by the back of the head and fucked his mouth, each inward thrust reaching a little deeper in his throat. After twenty or thirty thrusts, Dale found his rhythm. He could take in air on the backstroke and loosen his throat muscles to accommodate the thickness. He coughed up phlegm once or twice, making Jay’s big boner slippery. Jay encountered no friction as he buried himself down his friend’s throat so that his pubic hair tickled his nose.

Dale held Jay’s backside, letting the giant