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John stood in the sperm bank thinking of making babies, as that got him hot. Soon it came, the burst of sperm into the cup. As he walked past the newborn nursery window in the lesbian midwifery clinic, he was envious of the medical students who were procreating. When he had gone off to the university, the first thing he did was apply at their sperm bank. The doctor who interviewed him said, "So you want to be immortal." Bingo, that was exactly what John had wanted.
As a gangly teen, he could not get a date to save his soul. He would ask, but always get turned down. Some of the older boys in town had gotten their girlfriends pregnant and he was envious. They would wrench on cars at night around town and their pregnant girlfriends would drop by. They looked so beautiful to John.
When John first read about a sperm bank in a magazine, he knew that was his path to having kids. It was perfect. No child support and lots and lots of kids. He began looking for books on sperm banks and sperm donors. At that time, medical students were often used, but John was Rh-negative. An Rh-negative woman needed an Rh-negative donor lest she have a blue baby. Perhaps that might get him in. And sure enough, it did.
He was instructed by the busty nurse to switch to boxer shorts, avoid hot tubs and hot showers. "We are going to put you on a lot of vitamins, high doses. No masturbating, no porn, no sex with the girlfriend. Since you indicated that you were a breast man, and I am well-endowed, I will assist you with your donations. I assume that you like making out a lot."
John had only read about making out. It seemed the impossible dream.
Monica the nurse helped John produce his first sample to be tested. All she had to do was show a little cleavage and he got off. The sample was poured over hamster eggs and it fertilized them. He was in.
He was to come in Monday, Wednesday and Friday at 7:00 am. Later he would come in a bit earlier as when he asked which donor was most likely to be used, she said, "The early bird gets the worm." Soon John was there before the clinic even opened. Monica assisted him but not much help was needed.
Then the medical students all went home for the summer vacation. John was the only donor left and was instructed to come in every single day. He was in heaven.
The sperm bank was part of a lesbian midwifery clinic so matching donors to husbands was not required. The girls who worked in the clinic got a big kick out of looking at the newborns and trying to guess which donor had been used. This information was also kept on a receipt card in a card file.
John began to get tired from the daily donations and more and more Monica had to arouse him. Thus their makeout session began. She would sit on the couch and kiss John and he would unbutton her blouse and then unhook her bra. She had the most beautiful breasts ever. He had seen breasts in Playboy but never in person. They would make out till John was ready to explode and then he would, into a cup.
The lesbians would begin to come in and be inseminated. Often his samples were split into up to eight different parts. After ten weeks, a prenatal heart monitor was used to hear the baby's heartbeat. Once heard, John was deemed a proven donor. The nurse told John this news and he was elated.
Since John was the only donor that summer, he was told that in March, his crop of babies would be coming in. The newborn nursery would be full of just his babies. He was walking on air. His dream come true and so fast.
One afternoon, he dropped by the midwifery clinic to pick up his check and as he sat in the parking lot he noticed the pregnant lesbians filing in and out of the clinic and it hit him that they were all pregnant with his babies. And there were so many.
His mother opened a piece of mail addressed to him and was shocked to read that he was a donor in a sperm bank. His dad gave a hearty laugh.
Then the babies began to come. John had wide shoulders and so did the babies and the midwives were not happy. Why did they use such a big donor and just how often was he used? Then the shocking news was revealed. That spring the screams from the delivery room drove away many prospective clients who wanted no part of what this clinic was selling.
The babies all looked the same. Big noses, beady little eyes and curly hair for those with hair. When the lesbians saw the nursery they realized that their baby was just like all of the others. It looked like they were all brothers and sisters. What was going on here anyway?
John was paid $50 per baby born and his bank account swelled. The checks all said Sperm Bank on them and the cashiers at the bank chuckled when the checks got larger and larger. John was a hero in his dormitory. the guy with one hundred kids. Heck, he once asked one of the nurses to let him know when he passed one hundred live births and she said, "Oh, you passed that a long time ago."
An investigative reporter decided to blow the lid off the fertility business and exposed John as the world's father to the greatest number of children ever. This included the kings of England and the sultans of Arabia. To think that one farm boy could populate a whole lesbian community was simply amazing.
Finally, the state came in for their annual audit and were shocked to find that the clinic had been using only one donor. "This is outrageous!" shouted the state supervisor. "Why should one guy get so lucky and what if some of these kids marry?"
John began attending lesbian picnics and a lot of the kids running around looked like him, a lot. And the lesbians noticed it too. The clinic was put on a "do not use" list by the lesbian magazine. His photo was shown with the caption, "Does your baby look like this man?"
Finally, John was put out to pasture. He had gotten his wish. Now many laws were in place to prevent such a future travesty. But John was grandfathered in, so to speak.
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