Date: Tue, 28 Feb 2017 00:05:06 +0000 (UTC)
From: Sargon Bighorn <sargon_bighorn@yahoo.com>
Subject: All Boys Private School 11

This is a work of fiction and is not based in reality.

All Boys Private School


Part 11

Male Physiology 401
Exercise and sperm production
School Second Quarter

Second Sperm Load from Dad
The High Reps low Weight routine

After three days of my Dad working out with a higher repletion and lower
weight routine (which built endurance and definition) it was time to take
another sperm sample.

Dad had been working out, drinking lots of water, and eating well.  Nothing
new there, with the exception that he had made an effort to really increase
the reps of his work out

In class Mr. Hardwood speculated that a high rep work out would make for a
whiter load whiter thicker sperm, and one that was more viscous or thick.
I was eager to test his theory.

The third night arrived and Dad had to work late and we were not able to
get his sample that evening.  The next option was the morning before work
and school.  It would be the beginning of the fourth day I would mention
that fact in my findings.

The morning routine was always rushed so I decided to make the collection a
quick one.  Knowing that a prolong stimulation session made for a large
load would have to be forgotten in order to get out the door on time.

"Dad! I need to get your workout details and a sperm sample this morning" I
said as I left my bedroom and headed toward the bathroom where Dad was
shaving.

"Yeah, okay." he replied.  "When ever you're ready I am."

Dad was standing at the pedestal sink, boxer shorts on, lathering up his
handsome face getting ready to shave.  His hairy muscled legs were slightly
spread and I knew his beautiful flaccid cock was hanging down in front of
his balls inside his shorts even though I could not see them.

"Dad this is going to be quick."  I intoned.

I had my needed items at hand, some lube and the vial to collect the sperm
sample.

Standing behind Dad leaning against his warm broad back I pulled his boxer
shorts down and let them fall to the floor.

I applied some lube to my right hand, reached around and took hold of his
soft cock, and gently began to squeeze and massage his cock.

Dad finished lathering up his face and took the razor in hand; as I gave
his flaccid cock a gentle squeeze he moaned and stopped, just for a second.

Continuing on with my gentle touching of Dad's cock he sighed with pleasure
and I felt his cock responding.  I held the base of his slowly hardening
cock with the other hand and gently began to stimulate his glans, spreading
lube all over it.

Ever so lightly I moved my fingers from the glans to the frenulum and back
to the glans swirling my fingers over it.  The shaft began to grow and
within a few seconds his cock began to swell and pulse.  Each touch made
his dick that much harder.  Each swirl around the glans caused him to moan
with pleasure.  Several pulses more and the technique was making his dick
firm and rock hard.

Dad was trying to concentrate on shaving, moving the razor over his face
with no doubt controlled strokes as he attempted to master the sensations
flowing in his loins.

But as I gently squeezed his glans he stopped, shook slightly, and spread
his legs.  Letting another small sigh of pleasure escape him.  His muscular
legs flexing as the pleasure moved up his cock.

With in 30 seconds of starting my stimulation techniques Dad's cock was
rock hard and standing firm.  A bead of precum was forming at the head each
time it throbbed.  I knew that soon there would be a flow of precum.

Stroking with a long slow steady rhythm, I could feel his cock respond and
grow to its maximum length and thickness, both of which are impressive.

Stroke after stroke soon rewarded me with flowing precum as I knew would
happen.  My technique was good, and Dad was eager.  His moans now coming in
regular waves as the pleasure built.

Dad had given up shaving.  He put the razor down and stood holding onto the
sink.

I knew that special attention to the cock head, particularly in the morning
when hormone levels are highest would create incredible waves of pleasure
that are hard to control.  But pleasure is what is important and I wanted
to give my Dad as much as possible.

As I stroked the length of Dad's cock, he would move his hips ever so
slightly.  Then he regained control and relaxed.  This went on for several
minutes as I slowly slide my hand along the shaft, then swirled my fingers
around the glans.

As I continued these stimulation techniques I saw Dad's balls move up into
his scrotum, then relax and hang low.  This happened with greater frequency
and it became clear he was ready to shoot his load.

Not only that, but his hard cock was now slick with precum and it flowed
onto the back of my fingers as they slide up the length of his cock shaft.

I knew it would not be long before Dad's balls pulled up again, his cock
became rock hard and rope after rope of cum would shoot from his cock.  It
all happened sooner than I expected!

I grabbed my measuring flask and continued to stroke his cock.  I placed
the opeing of the vial at the head of Dad's cock and looked around his
waist to see that his sperm would be collected in the vial.

Stroking faster now Dad gasped loudly, his hairy muscled legs flexed and
strained, his back arched, and he shot his morning load directly into the
waiting vial.

Thick white ropes of cum flew out of his cock and landed in the vial.  Some
hit the side of the flask and slid down the side.  It was a massive amount
of spunk and Mr. Hardwood would be impressed.

Breathing heavily and leaning on the sink Dad's cock slowly began to
soften.  A few white drops of sperm slowly leaking out of his cock head and
fell onto the floor.

Dad, spent and shaking slightly from the incredible pleasure and flexing
his legs, stood there breathing for a few minutes.

Dad pulled up his shorts.  And proceeded to resume shaving.

"Wow that was good son, nice to have a morning orgasm now and again.  Any
time you need a sample for class I'm there for you."

"Thanks Dad, that's good to know.  But I won't need the next sample for a
few days and only after you've worked out some more.  This sample is from
you doing high reps with weights at the gym.  The next sample will be from
you doing lower reps but with higher weight."  I reminded him.

"I will measure the amount of sperm in class.  Mr. Hardwood will log the
figures for his research."

That morning in class we all submitted our samples for measuring.  Dad's
sample came in at respectable 1.5 fluid ounces.

Mr. Hardwood began to write the results on the chalk board.  The numbers
ranged from .3 fluid ounces to a whopping 3.6 fluid ounces, a real load of
spunk that was.

"This is all very impressive boys.  You have all done well with this phase
of the research.  I'd like you to collect a sample in three days time.  You
father should this time be working out with a lower rep, but use heavier
weights."  Mr. Hardwood said.

"It will be interesting to see if the samples of sperm are greater."  He
said from the front of the class.

The rest of the class was taken up with study of how and why the cock
swells when aroused.  The blood flow and nerve endings, stuff like that.
The short video we watched showed a flaccid cock progress from totally soft
to totally hard.  Then it showed the basic masturbation technique and the
resulting orgasm.  Then how the cock slowly returned to its original soft
state after orgasm.

Mr. Hardwood wrapped up class with a wet spot on his pants and, "Alright
class, see you in three days with your samples."