Date: Fri, 22 Apr 2005 03:01:30 +0100
From: Ted Gay <tedgay@btinternet.com>
Subject: SPERM BANK

It was a most unusual advert to see in the gay press, for a Sperm Clinic.
They were seeking donors. I was rather short of cash and had been
thinking of going on the game to earn a bit extra, but I was a bit old
for that, in my forties, and this seemed an easier way of making money,
so I rang them up and made an appointment.

When I got there I was given a little booklet explaining about donating
sperm, and a form to fill in. One of the questions on the form was about
my sexual orientation, and I answered truthfully that I was gay.

Then I was ushered into a waiting room, where other men were waiting to
donate. It quite turned me on as some of them were very good-looking. I
imagined them whacking off into the sample beakers, and wished I could
sample some of their donations!

Eventually I was called in, and it was explained I'd have to undergo
various tests for STDs and an HIV test. This was obviously so no diseases
were passed on to the women who were to be impregnated with the sperm,
and to any children. The male nurse could see my disappointment at this
delay.

`Do you need the money now?' he asked.

`Well, I was sort of hoping I could make my first donation today, yes.'
I said.

`Well after the tests are done, I think something can be arranged,' he
smiled at me. He was very attractive, about 25 with blond hair and blue
eyes. I was getting a hard on already, so hoped he didn't want to
examine my cock.

We went thru all the formalities about having the various tests,
especially the HIV one and the implications of a positive result. However
the tests themselves were fairly straightforward, although the results
wouldn't be known for a week or so.

`If you'd like to step this way,' he said, leading me up a corridor
and into a little cubicle. He came in with me and shut the door behind
him.

`Would you like some magazines to help you?' he asked, and I said they
might help. He went over to a cupboard and brought out a beaker, then
took some gay porno magazines from an upper shelf.

`I can leave you to it -- just ring the buzzer on the wall when you are
ready for me to collect the sample,' he said, then hesitated and gave me
a knowing look, `Or I can stay and help you.'

I was a little taken aback at this, but I wasn't going to turn down the
offer of being jerked off by this gorgeous male nurse, and being paid for
it into the bargain!

`Just lay back in the sofa and relax,' he said, taking off his white
overall to reveal his black trousers and short sleeved blue shirt, open
at the neck. He came over and sat on the sofa next to me, and his sexy
after-shave immediately made me feel weak as he put one arm around my
neck.and started groping me with the other hand.

`Let's get it nice and hard,' he said, then he slowly unzipped my fly
and took out my cock which was rock hard by this time. `My you are a big
boy, I bet you will give us a nice big sample. Take this beaker to catch
the sperm when it spurts out.'

He handed me the beaker, and then proceeded to put baby oil on his hands.

`Take your trousers down, I don't want to get baby oil on them,' he
said, so I took them right off.

He cupped my balls in one oily hand, and sensually rubbed the tip of my
cock with his other oily hand till I thought I would die of pleasure.

`Feel nice?' he asked. I nodded, unable to speak, and then I noticed a
badge on his blue shirt. It read: `Darren. Gay Despunk Nurse'

He saw me looking at it, and said: `Yes, I despunk lots of gay men every
day. Bet you'd like a job like mine wouldn't you? I got the job because
nobody can resist me for long -- I can make any gay man shoot in two or
three minutes at the most.'

I could well believe it, he had only been working on my cock for a few
seconds and I was almost cumming. Then he suddenly did something most
unexpected. He bent down and put my cock in his mouth and started sucking
me off!

Within seconds this gorgeous blond sucking my cock had me almost cumming,
and I shouted out: `Stop, I'm going to cum!'

He took his mouth off my cock just long enough to say: `It's OK, cum in
my mouth -- we can't use this sample because you haven't been tested
yet. I'll take the risk, feed me your sperm, baby!'

Then I felt his moist lips close around my cock again, sucking the sperm
out of me. I must have shot pints down his throat, and still he wouldn't
let go until he had drained me dry and swallowed the whole lot.

He then sat up, and licked the remainder of my spunk off his lips.

`Delicious cum, sir!' he said. `I think that deserves an extra
tenner.' And he gave me an extra 10 pounds from the fee advertised.

`Do you do this with a lot of your clients?' I asked.

`Only the ones I fancy. I don't usually give them a blow-job --
sometimes I just sample a little bit from their beaker. I've drunk so
much sperm I'm hooked on it now' he admitted. `Sometimes I drain the
whole lot, which is not good. I just say the client couldn't manage a
sample.'

I thanked him for the money, and the blow-job, and pulling my trousers up
got up to leave. I was already looking forward to my next visit.

Two weeks later I was back, and this time another young male nurse saw
me. He had red hair and freckles, and looked to be only about 18. I had a
rock hard erection for him as soon as I saw him.

`Your tests are all satisfactory,' he said, `Would you like to come
this way?'

He led me up the corridor to a cubicle, and it was the same ritual as
before -- he locked the door, took a beaker and some gay magazines from a
cupboard, and asked if I needed any help or preferred to be alone. Were
all these male nurses sex maniacs?

`Oh please stay, I could do with some help,' I said.

I took my trousers down and held the beaker as he took his white overall
off and sat next to me on the sofa. I saw that the badge on his
short-sleeved white tee-shirt read: `Jason -- Gay  Despunk Nurse', but
it what was written on his t-shirt which got me going:

A picture of fingers around a spunking cock and the words: `Relax when
you wanna Cum'

He oiled his hands up as Darren had done, and worked on my cock and balls
with both hands, telling me to make sure I held the beaker ready to catch
the spunk.

Then he started talking dirty to me: `OK, now I'm gonna get that spunk
out of you., that's my job. There are no morals here -- this place is
just sex, sex, sex. Just look into my eyes and lust after me. That's
right, you're 42 years old it says on your form, and I'm just 18. I can
make you spurt pints, drink in my teenage smell! It's overwhelming you,
isn't it. I'm milking you dry, you dirty old man. You like having a
teenager jerking you off don't you? Yeah, you dirty old cunt. This is
sheer filth! In a hospital too, nothing but filth, all day long. You're
full of lust for me, aren't you? Give in to lust, give in to it, you
can't resist me. Now shoot that load, you dirty old bastard!'

As I got close to climax he leaned forward and snogged me full on the
lips, sticking his tongue right down my throat. The taste and smell of
him made me instantly shoot. He kept jerking me off, and I held the
beaker over my cock to catch all the sperm. He snogged and snogged me
till I felt faint, and I finally stopped spurting. When I looked the
beaker was a third full of spunk -- I had never shot so much in one
orgasm in my life.

`There's a good boy!', he said, as he took the beaker away, stuck a
label on it and put it in a little fridge along with some other samples.
`See you again in two weeks?'

I've been going to the Sperm Bank for 6 months now, and have had similar
experiences every time. They have a whole army of young Gay Despunkers so
I never get bored. All of them are very sexy, and are experts at jerking
you off so you shoot loads of spunk.  They tell you not to masturbate for
a week before visiting the clinic, so there is more sperm when they
despunk you.

Once a guy I really fancied had gone in just before me, and I told the
despunker I wish I could have seen him shooting his load. The guy had
been 6 foot tall with a close-cropped head, and was very handsome. The
male nurse immediately got the guy's spunk sample out of the fridge and
let me taste it as he jerked me off.

`That's Gil Jackson's sperm you're drinking. He's married with four
children, but he comes here to be jerked off by young men. Drink Gil's
cum, it'll make you shoot a big load.' He was right. The dark haired
young male nurse made me nearly fill the beaker afer I'd had a taste of
Gil's thick, rich, sweet cum.

It is great, getting jerked off by sexy young guys, and being paid every
time as well.

I have been with Darren several times, but I've never been sucked off
again in the clinic by him or any of the others. But he has visited me at
my house and given me a good blow-job.

Wish I was younger, I'd get a job in that Sperm Clinic! All those cocks,
all that sperm. You need never go hungry there, but some of the women
might have an awful long wait for their pregnancies if all the male
nurses drank so much of the samples.