It was the middle of the night. Jon woke up and groaned, he was feeling sick to his stomach. Throwing his hand over his mouth, he barely made it to the bathroom in time.
Joe woke up and heard the vomiting, and called out to Jon. "Baby you okay?"
"Not really, no...I don't feel-" His words trailed of as he got sick into the toilet again. "Good..." He said, finishing his sentence. Joe got out of bed and walked to the bathroom, sitting behind Jon, rubbing his back as he got sick. He placed his hand on Jon's forehead to see if he was running a temperature, but he wasn't. Jon pouted and wiped his mouth on his sleeve. He rested his body against Joe's, sighing as tears started to fall. He didn't know why he was crying. He wiped his eyes, asking, "Why am I crying? Joe why am I crying?"
"I don't know, babe...probably because you don't feel good."
"I'm so sleepy...everything hurts, especially my stomach...Joe what's wrong with me?"
Joe started to get annoyed with Jon's complaining. "I don't know, I'm not a damn doctor."
"Why are you yelling at me? I didn't do anything wrong!" He started to cry again as he ran back into the bedroom, getting on the bed belly first, and cried into the pillow. He just felt so moody. Joe sighed and followed him, getting in his own side of the bed. Jon pouted and pressed his face into Joe's chest. He looked up at Joe and groaned. "I think I'm gonna be sick ag-" He quickly grabbed the trashcan that was by his side of the bed and leaned over it, gagging. Suddenly, he felt something. Kind of like fluttering or something. "Joe...I swear I just felt something move just now.." Pause. "There it is again. Make it stop..." He whined.
Joe placed his hand on Jon's stomach and gasped when he felt something push against it. "Oh. My. God."
"Joe...I think I might be pregnant...that's the only thing that I can think of that can make me feel movements in my stomach. We need to get a pregnancy test to make sure. Can you run to the store to get one?"
"Yeah sure." Joe grumbled as he got up, putting some pajama pants on over his boxers. He made the run to the store and was back at his house within ten minutes. "Here." He grumbled as he handed Jon the pregnancy test. Jon went into the bathroom and did his business with the test, bringing it out once he was done. Soon the result came back: Negative.
"Hmmm must have just been gas I was feeling." Suddenly a loud noise came from Jon's behind. "Oh my." He said, blushing.
"Dude that's fucking nasty man." Joe said. "Save that for the damn bathroom."
"Sorry..." He said as he passed gas again.
"Dude fucking keep it up and you'll be sleeping on the couch."
"I can't help it..." He held his stomach for a minute as he felt severe pain in his abdomen. "Gahh...gas...pains.."
"I'm sorry Jon I'm just cranky because I'm tired. We have to get up early remember? Raw is tomorrow, did you forget?"
"Joe, with this nausea, I'm not sure I can wrestle."
"You can, and you will. Dude Jon this is your first day back in 11 damn months. You're going to wrestle."
He groaned in defeat as Jon let more gas pass. "You fucking stink man. Oh my fucking god. Keep it up and I'm gonna end up vomiting. Oh my god that reeks. Go take a fucking shit or something."
Jon did as told and went into the bathroom, closing the door behind him. He groaned loudly as he sat on the toilet, he was having more gas pains but nothing was coming out. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't go. He felt a wave of nausea wash over him and threw his hand over his mouth, but it was too late. "Joe!" He cried out.
Joe opened the door to see vomit all over the floor and Jon with tears running down his eyes. "Disgusting..." He grumbled as he went into the kitchen. He came back with a mop and bucket and mopped the mess up. Jon sighed as he wiped at his eyes. He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand and pouted. He decided that he was gonna try and get more sleep. Within moments of laying down both him and Joe had fallen back to sleep.
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It was a few weeks later and Jon was in his first match since coming back to the company. He was going up against Seth Rollins. Shortly after the match started, Jon started to feel dizzy, and the lights in the arena seemed to be too bright. A wave of nausea washed over his body and he swallowed back the bile that arose in his throat.
Seth had hit the Curb Stomp on Jon, and won the match. But something wasn't right. Ten minutes after the match ended, Jon still hadn't gotten up, it appeared that he had passed out. "But I didn't even do the Curb Stomp that hard!" Seth exclaimed. The referee made an "X" symbol with his arms, signaling for the doctor to come into the ring. Joe ran out of the locker room to the ring area, and saw the doctor working on Jon. He got in the ring with the doctor and glared at Seth. "What the fuck did you do to him?!"
"Nothing! I did the Curb Stomp on him and he hasn't woken up since!"
The doctor motioned to someone to call the paramedics out there. Just as they came out, Jon slowly started to wake up. Groaning, he asked, "W-what happened?"
Seth spoke up. "You passed out after I did the Curb Stomp on you. You were out for a good 15 minutes."
"A-all I remember is feeling dizzy, then nauseous. God why are these lights so bright?"
The doctor ordered Joe to take Jon to the hospital for further testing since they felt like he needed more than concussion testing. Joe did as told and they arrived at the hospital about 20 minutes later. Jon pouted as he started to feel nauseous again. "Joe I don't feel good."
Joe guided Jon to the nearest bathroom and watched as he got violently sick. When he was done he flushed the toilet and wiped his mouth. He threw his arms around Joe and pouted, pressing his face into Joe's chest, silent tears falling.
Once the doctor had called them back to a room, and went over what had happened. He told them that he would have to do a blood test to see what was wrong.
When the results came back, the doctor said, "Well this is odd."
"What is it doctor?" Joe asked him.
"There are traces of pregnancy hormones in Jon's blood."
"Oh...OH..." Jon said, he knew what was wrong now. He was pregnant. "How far along am I doc?"
"Well, we'll have to do an ultrasound to determine that."
They watched as the doctor left the room and came back with an ultrasound machine. He lifted up Jon's shirt and squirted some warm gel onto it. Moving the ultrasound wand around Jon's stomach, he said, "Well it would appear that Jon is about 9 weeks pregnant. Oh? What's this? It would appear that Jon is going to have twins."
"Identical or fraternal?" Joe asked.
"Fraternal. But it's still too early to tell what gender or genders they are." The doctor told them as he wrote out a prescription for Jon. Handing it to him, he said, "Here is a prescription for prenatal vitamins. I advise that you start taking them right away."
"Alright. What about wrestling, doc? Can I still do that?"
"Unfortunately, no you cannot."
"Fucking great. Now I'm gonna be stuck at home while you get to wrestle." He said to Joe, pouting.
"I'm sure Vince can find something for you to do. Maybe you can be a manager."
"Yeah maybe you're right...Let's go call him now..."
After they got off the phone with Vince, they headed back to the hotel. Vince told Jon that while he couldn't wrestle, he could be Joe's manager.
Jon bit his lip as he started to feel horny during the car ride back to the hotel. He looked out the window as he imagined all the things that Joe could do to him. He didn't realize that he was moaning until Joe spoke up. "You okay over there baby?"
Jon bit his lip even harder as he fought the urges to pounce onto Joe. "Yeah...just...stop the car...pull over..."
"Why? You gonna be sick?"
"No just pull over.."
Joe pulled over and gasped as Jon crawled over to Joe, straddling his hips as he ground his growing erection against Joe's groin. "So horny.." Jon moaned out.
"Mmmm fuck Jon...We need to get moving again if I'm gonna fuck you on top of this car."
Joe's words made Jon groan, then pout. "Okay.." He said as he got off of Joe's lap, and back in the passenger side.. Joe drove for a little while until he found an empty warehouse parking lot. Pulling into it, he parked the car and patted his lap, signaling Jon to come straddle him. Jon did not hesitate to pounce onto Joe's lap as he placed kisses up and down Joe's neck.
"Fuck Jon...oh god..." Jon was driving him crazy, and making him hard as ever.
"Oh Joe I'm so fucking horny...I need..."
"Need what, Jon?" Joe whispered seductively.
"Need you to fuck me...HARD. God I'm so fucking hard for you and I'm making a mess of myself..." Jon said as he pointed to his groin, which was wet with precum. He needed relief. He gasped as Joe unzipped Jon's pants and pulled them down, along with his boxers, his hard cock bobbing up against his stomach, slick with precum. "A-a-ahhh...Joe!" He groaned loudly as Joe slowly started flicking his tongue over the slit.
Joe slowly sucked Jon's cock into his mouth, savoring the loud moans that were coming from Jon's mouth. "Oh god JOE!" He started to buck his hips towards Joe's mouth.
Just when Jon thought he was gonna cum, Joe pulled his mouth off of Jon's cock, earning a loud whine from Jon. Joe chuckled and said, "Oh stop your fucking whining and get out of the car."
Jon did as told, Joe following suit. Joe shoved Jon up against the hood of the car and ground his hardened length against Jon's ass, groaning loudly. "Gonna fuck you so hard..."
Joe ripped off his own pants and groaned when the air hit his cock. Precum was leaking heavily out the tip so he rubbed it all around his shaft in place of lube. Groaning, he thrusted into Jon roughly, he was so fucking tight.
Jon was moaning uncontrollably, he was so hard, and his dick was being pushed against the hood of the car with each thrust from Joe. Soon Joe was thrusting fast, groaning as he started to feel his stomach tighten up. "Jon...I'm gonna cum...oh god I need to cum deep inside that ass." He thrusted roughly as his cock began to shoot spurt after spurt of cum, so much that it began to seep out of Jon's ass.
Feeling Joe cumming inside him, Jon let his own release happen, his cum landing all over the hood of the car. "Fuck Joe...that was great..."
"Yes it was." Joe said as he pulled out of Jon, and put his pants back on.
Jon did the same and yawned. "Come on...let's go back to the hotel now...I'm so sleepy..."
Within 5 minutes of getting in the car, Jon had fallen asleep. When they finally got to the hotel, Joe tried to wake him up so they could go get their room. Jon groaned and whined as he was woken up. "Let me sleep..." Joe helped him get up and they went to get their room. Once in the hotel room, Jon and Joe laid in bed, Jon pressing his face into Joe's chest as they both fell asleep.