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Subject: I got a job, as a cum provider (MF, MF, MM)
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	I was broke, in college and looking for something, anything
to cure my financial ailment. The add 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 may
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 admisnitered 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,
Yvonnes 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 womans.
	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. Isaac’s 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. Basicly somewhere along the
line I was going to be a cum provider for theis 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 hardon 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 hardon.
	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 coarse. 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 with her 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.	


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