Though I didn't have a clue what a fetish was when I was still in my teens, the only thing I knew was what I loved most about jacking myself off, was seeing my cock erupt with rope after rope of thick, hot cum.
Fascinated by the feel of it bursting out of me, staring down at myself, I'd groan as I slid it up and down over my shaft, painting it all the way down to my balls, just imagining the power contained in my seed.
In fact, whenever I'd see a pregnant woman, I could feel my cock start to grow thick and heavy in my pants, as I silently wished that it was my seed growing inside her.
Which was often embarrassing, since a lot of women in my family were pregnant when I was younger, so I'd often have to excuse myself and leave the room, before they noticed how hard I was getting, imagining it was me that had filled them up with my baby batter, getting every last one of them knocked up and bred with my seed.
So, naturally, as soon as I'd discovered what sperm banks were, I made an appointment at a clinic to see if they'd take me on -- excited by the idea of impregnating just as many women as I could, that I wouldn't even know.
I'm a big guy, six foot four, with broad shoulders, a big wide chest, muscled thighs, and with a nice long really thick nine inch cock.
So I just loved the idea of donating my swimmers, especially knowing that my seed would soon be growing in countless women's wombs, getting them pregnant with my offspring.
Once I'd filled out the long questionnaire about my health and family background and education, and they'd taken a blood sample, probably to check for diseases, I hoped I was done and I could get busy jacking off. But they also talked to me for a long while about the ramifications of having my offspring being out there in the world, once I'd done this. And when I told them I'd be fine with it -- though I'd never admit that I was
way
more than fine with it, as I imagined all the bellies that would be growing big with my seed planted in them -- I was then told to go into a room, and give them a sample.
No problem for me, I loved nothing better than beating my juice out of my cock and feeling it sliding through my fist, as I came. And since I'd been at it daily from the time I was old enough to get an erection, always spewing a nice thick load whenever I came, I knew I'd be able to provide them with a pretty impressive sample, that hopefully they could use. Knowing I was coming here to be tested, I hadn't jacked myself off in days, just so they'd be happy with the quantity of swimmers I was providing.
Once I got into the privacy of a donation room, I noticed they had a pretty nice selection of girly magazines. I picked up one with a pretty blonde inside, spread open wide, with her cunt just waiting to be impaled. She had massive breasts, with nice big areolas and long, hard red nipples, just the way I liked tits to look.
My pulse kicked up as I stared transfixed at the picture of her on her back, with her wide-lipped pussy already looking nice and juicy, like it was aching to be fucked. So no surprise, imagining what it would feel like to pound the fuck out of her, my cock was hard as a brick before I even got it out of my pants.
Groaning, as I held the magazine open, I wrapped my meaty fist around my dick and started to slide my hand up and down, beating myself off, squeezing harder as I got close to the tip, till I could see it starting to ooze. Thinking how good it would feel to sink my meat into a nice wet hole like hers -- especially if I planted my seed into her waiting womb, so her belly would grow big and heavy once I'd bred her.
I had to wait a few days till the clinic had checked my sperm sample, for quality and quantity, I guessed. But finally they called to tell me the good news; my swimmers passed with flying colors. Seems I had good quality, healthy sperm and plenty of it, and they said I could go back and start donating whenever I liked, even twice a week if I wanted.
Just knowing that my seed would be used to breed countless women, I went back as often as I was allowed, and donated probably gallons of my seed, thrilled to shit at the idea of impregnating as many empty wombs as I could. I felt like a prize stud bull.
Then one day, when I was at work at the car restoration and repair place I owned, Manny, a young guy I'd hired, who was really good at repairing dents, was looking pretty sad as we all sat around having lunch. When I leaned in and asked him what was wrong, from the way he was uncharacteristically moping, he shrugged, and said under his breath, "My wife and I have been trying to have a baby for a couple of years now, and we're starting to think it's never going to happen. She was crying her head off about it this morning when I left her. So I'll have to phone her later to see if she's okay."
I shrugged, and told him about the sperm bank where I'd been donating, and asked if they'd ever considered something like that.
But he shook his head. "I already suggested we try going to a sperm bank and using a sperm donor to see if it would work, since mine don't seem to want to get the job done. But she said the thought of being inseminated at a clinic, would just feel so cold, and she'd always remember that being the way our baby's life was started." Then he leaned closer and whispered so no one else could hear, "And just between you and me, I'm getting desperate enough that I'm thinking of asking a friend if they'd mind trying to get her pregnant."
Oh, fuck me. Just the thought of sliding my cock between his wife's legs and actually breeding her, had me instantly growing painfully hard. My pulse already racing, and my balls really beginning to sweat, I swallowed past the lump in my throat, and tried my best to keep my voice level, so he wouldn't know how excited I was about possibly breeding his wife, I whispered into his ear, "Well, I'm healthy. And I've been checked out pretty thoroughly by the sperm bank, so if you're serious, I'd be happy to help you guys out."
He stared at me for a moment, nodded his head and finally said, "You know I think it could work. I'll run the idea by my wife tonight and see what she says. She's been so desperate to have a baby that she was even considering going on social media to see if she could find someone we could use to impregnate her. But at least we both know you, and since you're healthy and you've been checked out, I think she might go for it."
I knew his wife Jody, alright, cute little blonde with a nice big rack, big innocent blue eyes and a rocking body. And just thought of filling her with my seed had my cock twitching like a bastard in my boxers.
A week later, after they'd both agreed to letting me help them out with their
little problem