A guy signs up with a company that provides sperm for couples in need

I was broke, in college and looking for something, anything to cure my financial ailment. The ad I found was strange.

“Young males wanted, Specialty taste club catering to the unusual, Excellent pay, flexible hours, no selling. Call for personal interview.”

The no selling part got my attention. It seemed like all the ad’s that talk of flexible hours really mean door to door sales. I tried it a few times, wasted a lot of time and never made any money.

When I called the number I was greeted by a nice female voice. She asked me the regular questions, how old was I, was I working and so forth. She informed me that since this was a specialty taste club she had to ask some health related questions.

She asked questions like I was applying for health insurance or something. I must have answered them the way she wanted because she set me up for an interview with Mrs. Issues for the next day.

The offices were not far from where I lived, and since it was a nice day I walked the six blocks to the office. Even if the day was not so nice I still would have walked. I sold my car last week to pay the rent.

Mrs. Issacs appeared to be in her fifties, she wasn’t taller then five feet and a little on the plump side, if anything she looked like a younger Dr. Ruth Westhimer. You know the one that appears on talk shows and writes books about human sexuality.

I was asked the standard barrage of questions with a lot of the questions relating to my health. Mrs. Issacs said that I might qualify as a candidate but before we could continue the interview I had to sign some kind of nondisclosure form.

I needed money and didn’t spend much time reading the document, I just signed on the dotted line. Mrs. Issacs seemed to be studying me as she moved back.

“Robert, we pay exceptionally well. We have young men your age making two and three thousand a week for only a few hours work. We represent La Societe de la Essonce de L’home. In English that means the Society for the essence of man. Our clients are known only to us and they have one common desire, they enjoy the taste of young sperm.”

“If we accept you as one of our taste providers and if you accept our terms, then you will receive $500 for every controlled ejaculation administered at our facility. We provide clean fresh sperm to those who have a fetish for sperm and can pay our price. We provide an environment where their identity remains known only to us, you will never know the identity of the sperm taster.

“Our clients are both male and female; however you will never know which one takes your sperm. Sometimes we allow the taster to receive the sperm direct, other times we take your sperm and offer it to them in either a wine glass or a shot glass. If this does not offend you and you want to continue, please come with me.”

I was dumbfounded, they were going to pay me for my cum, I followed, I needed $500. Hell I paid to have my cum sucked. (Once I was so horny, and this black girl offered to blow me for twenty bucks.)

She led me into this room that looked like a doctors examining room. There was one of those examination tables with the extra braces like the ones the doctors use on women to check their pussies.

In a mater of fact tone Mrs. Issacs told me that I was going to be examined, to strip and lay on the examination table. The setting was so doctor like I complied without much thought. When I was positioned on the examining table she spread my legs and put them in the stirrups that they use on women.

Here I was stark assed naked, on my back on an examination table, my legs were spread like a woman who was going to get her pussy inspected. Mrs. Issacs told me to relax, that before I could be employed that a sperm sample had to be sampled.

Mrs. Isaac’s explained that when they took sperm from me that I would be completely spent. They used the method developed by Washington University to extract the maximum sperm in one ejaculation.

My dick was soft, this all seemed so sexless and clinical, I couldn’t figure out how I was going to cum for Mrs. Issacs in this sanitized environment.

She continued to explain that the institute employed very talented people that knew how to manipulate a man to ejaculation.

She showed me a thing that looked like a six inch finger made of rubber. “This,” she said, “we will insert several inches into your rectum. It produces a small current and it also has special sensors that give us a clear indication when you will ejaculate. The current is designed to stimulate your prostrate and by controlling the current we can control the moment of ejaculation and increase the quantity of ejaculate.”

She inserted the thing up may ass then attached two electrodes to my nut sack explaining that these will also send a small current and assist the device in my ass for the ejaculation control. the combination of these devices would cause me to ejaculate almost all available sperm and give me in return a satisfying climax.

My dick was limp, all this technical stuff and the thing in my ass and the wires attached to my nuts. I was beginning to think that this was not going to be fun, but I needed the money.

She went to the interphone and called some name, foreign sounding, to come to the examination room. In walked the woman, six feet tall and at least three hundred pounds. She was introduced to me as Yvonne and that she was going to be my stroker.

If my soft-on was soft before it certainly shriveled up more at the sight of Yvonne. When Mrs. Issacs told me about talented people to masturbate me I expected some cute eighteen or nineteen year old naked goddess stroking my dick. This six foot Yvonne was at least sixty years old, a grandmother for Christ sakes.

I was ready to get off of the table and pull that thing out of my ass and get the hell out of there. Mrs. Issacs must have anticipated this because no sooner had the thought crossed my mind when she said. “If you want to make money, stay put young man.”

Well I needed the money, so I stayed put. Yvonne took a bottle off of the shelf that said Lubricant, on it and approached my dick. She took my limp dick and spread the stuff around my flaccid shaft. I looked at her fat hand as it encircled my shaft.

Now I have been stroked before, I have stroked myself many times, but this was something else. When Yvonne took my shaft she moved my dick in such a way that it grew rapidly. She had a way of pacing her strokes, stopping for a second to allow my dick to pulsate a few times and then continue in a varying rhythm that seemed to match my dicks every need. I couldn’t believe that this over sized, overweight sixty year old bag was so good at what she was doing.

Mrs. Issacs said that Yvonne had been stroking dicks since she was thirteen. She was one of the best in the world and that often they used her to get off some of the male patrons while they were tasting sperm.

I almost forgot that this whole exercise was for sperm tasting. Hell, call it cum sucking. I didn’t want to sound as technical as Mrs. Issacs.

Then I felt it, Mrs. Issacs must be turning up the voltage. The twinge was unmistakable and my dick must have gained strength. I felt my ass pulsate and I felt my climax coming on real good. Mrs. Issacs approached my dick holding a glass. Then it came. My dick started shooting into the glass. I kept shooting and shooting, more then I ever have in my live. When I was done, Mrs. Issacs took the glass with my cum in it and held it up to the light studying it. She said the color looked good. she then smelled it and remarked that the smell was good also.

There right in front of my eyes she took the glass to her mouth and started sucking my cum, she swirled it around like a gourmet wine taster. When she seemed satisfied she spit out what she had in her mouth into the washbasin. She offered the glass to Yvonne who did the same. Yvonne said that it was good, but a little on the watery side. Mrs. Issacs turned to me and said that my ejaculate was acceptable, a little on the watery side but that a proper diet would take care of that.

Yvonne pulled down one side of her top exposing a rather large, not bad looking tit with real puffy and elongated nipple and proceeded to squeeze it. Jets of tit milk squirted into my cum glass and when the mixture seemed to be about half and half she put her tit back into her dress. Mrs. Issacs produced an bottle of Crown Royal and poured some into the glass and stirred it, mixing my cum, Yvonne’s tit milk and Crown Royal.

They both tasted it but didn’t spit this time. they seemed to really enjoy the mixture. Mrs. Issacs offered me the remaining contents of the glass asking if I would like a taste. I politely refused. Even though the concoction seemed interesting, I was not into tasting my own cum, even when mixed with Crown Royal.

Between them they finished off the glass licking off every trace of the mixture and obviously enjoying it.

Mrs. Issacs asked me if I felt drained and I admitted that I did. I have had more intense orgasms but none that has ever lasted as long as this one did. I was most surprised at the amount of cum I produced.

The but thing was taken out of my ass and the nut electrodes were removed from my nut sack. I was asked to get dressed and accompany Mrs. Issacs on a tour of the facility.

There were several examination rooms like the one I was in and there were some rooms that had a lower examination table with couches at the examination end. Mrs. Issacs explained that the guests for cum tasting were both male and female ranging in all ages. The patrons were wealthy and often in the social limelight of the community. therefore I would always be blindfolded and that a cotton sack would be placed over my head during an ejaculation session. This was to prevent me from ever recognizing and knowing who the patron was and similarly to prevent the patron from knowing who I was.

Depending on the food that I eat, my cum would have a different taste. There were going to be times that I would be required to eat certain food in order to bring out certain flavors in my cum. I was not to have sex so as to avoid possible contamination. Extra masturbation or sex would lower my sperm production and I was informed that to maintain my employment I was to ejaculate only in their controlled environment.

I was introduced to several of the other strokers, those whose job it was to get me off. Not one of the strokers looked less the forty and some even looked older then Yvonne. I was assured that they were hired for their talent and not their looks. Besides while in a session I would not be able to see them anyway. I was afraid to ask if there were any male strokers, but decided that I Didn’t want to know as I wouldn’t see them anyway.

I was asked if I objected to on occasion shooting my load directly into a mouth since some of the patrons wanted their cum straight from the tap. I would be stroked to the essential moment where the patrons mouth would then take over. Since both men and women were patrons, on occasion I would ejaculate into a mans mouth. However since I would be blindfolded I would never know the difference and I was assured that a mans mouth felt exactly like a woman’s.

I was told that on occasion electrodes would also be placed on my nipples as the cum produced had a different flavor when produced with this extra electrical stimulation. As to pay I was to receive $500 for each normal ejaculation and $800 for an oral ejaculation. If I found myself uncontrollably horny I was to come by anytime and allow one of the professional strokes to relieve my pressure. I would receive no pay for this, however the cum produced would be theirs.

There would also be the occasional medical examination by a doctor to make certain that my health was good and the cum produced safe for their patrons. If I agreed to these conditions I was welcome to enter employment. I would be available on a call on a pre-appointment basis. If I failed to show up at a designated time I would be let go. Reliability was essential.

Mrs. Isaacs’ then invited me to observe a ejaculation that was in progress. We were permitted to enter the room and take a seat behind the patrons. Being behind the patrons I would not be able to see the faces of the cum recipients. This particular client required that the future ejaculator be present to observe and be prepared for his turn to participate. Basically somewhere along the line I was going to be a cum provider for this patron.

The room we entered was the largest yet, There was a guy on a examination table in the same position I was in a short time ago. He was wearing a hood, there were electrodes attached to his nipples and balls and he had one of those things inserted up his ass.

Off to the side and alongside his body was a designated stroker who looked to be rather cute and in her thirties. She was slow stroking his erect circumcised member. Between his legs observing the stroking was a well dressed lady with lightly graying hair and next to her was a naked boy who looked like he was in his early teens. They had their backs to us and we took a seat in the observation chairs that appeared to have been strategically placed.

As the stroker was stroking the guy on the table the Lady was stroking the teen. the teen had one of those things in his ass as well, but his nuts were free. The lady had her other hand grasping his nuts and pulling down on the sack with each upstroke of her other hand.

I was actually getting a hard-on watching this. This did not go unnoticed my Mrs. Issacs who simply reached over and undid my fly to allow my dick to spring loose and into her hand. She gave it about three strokes then I felt her mouth engulf my now raging hard-on.

I was fascinated watching the action in front of me and Mrs. Issacs’ mouth felt real good on my dick.

The designated stroker was speeding up and I noticed her turn a dial on a machine that was next to the examination table. I figured that must be the electrode control. No sooner had she turned the dial then the guy on the table stiffened up. The Lady took her hand off of the boys genitals and placed it on his head forcing him down on the guys, dick. It was obvious that the guy on the table was only seconds from shooting. The warm mouth on his dick was the final straw that caused his hips to lurch up and shoot.

He was shooting right into the boys mouth with the lady holding the guys dick and forcing the kids head down on the shaft. I heard the kid start to gag and saw some cum leak out of his mouth. If the guy on the table was cumming like I did a little while ago there was no way that kid was going to be able to swallow or hold that amount. The lady must have known that to because she pulled the kids head of the dick and put her own mouth over it to receive the remainder of the load.

The lady milked the dick dry while the boy with his share of the load just watched. I couldn’t see how much of the load was on his face or running down his chin because his back was still towards me. There had to be some gobs on his face just.

When the lady finished milking the dick she gestured to the professional stroker to turn on the electricity on the unit controlling the insert in the kids ass. I saw him jerk as the voltage hit his prostrate and quick as a flash the lady had his dick in her mouth. She was getting her second taste of cum, this time from the kid.

Mrs. Issacs’ oral manipulation on my shaft was taking effect, I could actually smell the cum in the room, somehow this triggered me off and I blew a load into this fifty year old woman mouth. She obviously was extremely experienced because I felt her throat swallow as fast as I was shooting.

When she let my dick slip out of her mouth she had me look at her face as she opened her mouth to let me see some of my reaming cum sticking to her tongue. She swirled her tongue around ad I saw her swallow the remainder.

The Boy and Lady still had their backs to us as we made our way out of the room. Mrs. Issacs inquired as to my liking of her talent as a cocksuctress. She explained that on occasion she indulges in her tastes as to cum, for free of course. She explained that the lady we watched was very high in the social position in the community and that she loved teaching and having younger people experience the taste of cum. Sometimes she brings a girl and sometimes a boy, but always it is someone different. My appointment as cum provider was set up for the following day.

I knew that I was going to enjoy this job and was looking forward to my first assignment.