Sperm Bank Fun

After looking into Artificial Reproductive Technology as a part of my studies and teaching, I chatted with my wife. We had just had our second child and really felt for couples who couldn’t have kids because of male infertility. We decided that if we could help then we should. Besides my wife did not want sex at all with a new baby so I signed up to be a sperm donor. I arranged to have the required physical and passed everything. I then had to provide a sperm sample to see if I had enough swimmers to do the job.

It felt a bit clinical and jerking of in a room where the staff in the hospital knew what you were doing was a bit weird.  The clinic booked me in for a regular donation on Wednesdays after I finished work on my way to the gym.  This was when two donation rooms were most in use. I soon came to realise that there were others that came in at a similar time. Most guys sort of looked embarrassed and didn’t engage in conversation while they waited their turn to jerk off into a clean specimen container.  I tried a smile, a nod and a quick hi.

One young dark haired guy Jake, was booked in regularly at the same time as I was. Over the weeks we started to chat a bit more. He was a medical student in his second year and needed the $20 per donation to make ends meet. Besides he was bright and good looking - some great attributes to pass on to the next generation. By the sizable bulge in his sweatpants he was well endowed.  He said he was too busy with hockey and weight training to have a girlfriend and the regular jerk off was a welcome relief.

The Wankbank rooms as we called them were next to each other and had poor insulation; as a consequence you could hear quite well what was happening next door.  Most guys were pretty quiet but our hockey player moaned like crazy and talked dirty to himself as he jerked off. The rooms  didn’t have anything in them except a toilet, sink and a low bunk bed.  We even had to provide our own porn. This was in the days before mobiles.

One session was memorable.  While Jake and I were waiting on our rooms to be free he confided that he had left his porn stash at home and would probably take forever to bust a nut. Did I have any I could  spare?   I only ever had one mag because of the trouble smuggling them into the room.  However I remembered that there was a locked door between the rooms – I could remember hearing him jerking off via that because there was a sizable gap under the door. I wondered perhaps I could share?

The magazine I brought was a three some MMF. I wasn’t sure how he would like it  -there were a couple of pages with Male/ male scenes but most of the rest was pretty hot.  I told him briefly what it was like and his tent in his pants started to become obvious.  I asked him what sort of monster he had tucked in there? He shyly admitted it was part of the reason he didn’t have a girlfriend. It was just under 10 inches long and it scared any girls he went out with. He said it was always difficult to get the sperm in the jar because of its girth.  I started to tent up my pants as we spoke. He was a sexy guy as it was let alone a monster like that in his pants.

I got into the room first but soon heard the other occupant grunt finishing up his session. I had stripped off, it was late February and there was no air conditioning in the rooms. I was as hard as ever not even touching myself. I was thinking about that 10’ cock next door.  My 8 inches of cut meat was aching and stared to throb as I heard Jake come in and get undressed.  Jake whispered that he was hard and asked to see some of the pictures.  I pushed the magazine under the door and told him to choose a page so we could both look at a page each.  He whistled as he flicked thru the pages and found a rather hot double spread where the cute looking girl was getting plenty a large cock in a spit roast. Jake was moaning and whispering how hot the girl looked he said that the guys were nearly as big as he was. I was getting close already and told Jake. I could hear the regular slap of his hand on his meat. He pulled the magazine thru flipped a few pages then put it back under the door. I knew from the page he gave me that he had chosen a page where the two guys were sucking each other in a 69 while the girl was playing with the ample balls of one of the men.  And at the same time using her fingers on herself.

Jake's moaning increased  and he said he was close. I told him it would be amazing to come together. He said he would talk me through it. The next 3 minutes were full of his panting and hot comments. I managed to hold off until he said he was going to drop his load into the jar.  I bent down and saw his sexy bare feet moving as he stroked his hot meat.  That was enough to set me off. I was moaning almost as loud as Jake. I'm sure all the workers on that floor of the labs would have heard us. I was sweating and shaking as I screwed the top on the jar. Jake was chuckling and said that he had almost half filled the container.

He was sweating like crazy and he couldn't wipe the grin of his face as we chatted afterwards.  The clerk looked at us both a bit funny as we handed in our donations.  He smiled and said – well done fellows! Jake was then on an extended  break from the sperm bank and I never did catch up with him after that hot session. I would have loved to have seen him naked and have some wank time together. 

I produced some amazing offspring as a result. 9boys and 2 girls. It was well worth the effort. In fact they were fun times.