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Cum Provider
by KY Jelly (1998)

***

A guy signs up with a company that provides sperm for 
couples in need. (MF, MM, bi, mast, oral)

***

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.  

END

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.

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