"So have you talked to a doctor about it?" my mother asked my wife, Julie. "There are probably some solutions that might help you get pregnant?"
"Oh mom," Julie complained, "I wanted to have a child naturally; in passion and without the cold advice of a doctor. That's why I wanted to talk to you about it, I thought you and Dad might have some advice." My wife was beautiful; About 5'6", curvaceous but athletic build, and large soft breasts. She had brown hair and big brown eyes.
"Have sex," my dad chuckled, "that ought to do it, at least it always had before little Johnny here," he nodded in my direction.
"Dear, you shouldn't pick on Johnny," my mom advised.
"Well, actually," Julie chimed in cautiously, "I suspect that Johnny is the problem."
"Julie please," I begged. I didn't want her to tell my parents about her theory. Certainly not my dad, who is renown for being a stud.
"How so dear?" Mom prodded.
"It's just that, well..."
"His stuff is so small it doesn't work?" my dad laughed.
I turned red, my mother again tried to defend me, and Julie nodded in agreement, "I think it's because his orgasms are so very small."
My dad snickered, "see?!?" he defended himself from my mother. "He gets that from his mothers side of the family, Julie," he said as he purposefully took a moment to adjust his crotch. The bulge of his genitals could clearly be seen as his trousers were pulled tightly around them. A thick, cucumber shaped bulge wend down his inner thigh and what must have been a couple of pool balls were squeezed into his pants.
My father was very handsome, everyone thought so. Though he was fifty he had taken very good care of himself. He had broad muscular shoulders and was a generally athletic person. His smile was wide and perfectly straight and white. He had a chiseled jaw line and strong chin. Unfortunately I inherited very little of his genes, including, apparently, his penis size.
"Oh?" Julie inquired, "I just assumed you had the same problem." She followed his adjustment and looked at the a fore mentioned bulge, "I suppose not." She giggled, "Goodness."
Mother cleared her throat, pulling Julie's eyes off of Dad's crotch.
"Right, um, where was I?" Julie said trying to shake herself out of a big cock induced haze. "Oh right, Johnny is just so small, and has such a tiny orgasm, that I don't think I'll ever get pregnant with him."
I grumbled and fidgeted but there was nothing I could do. So far as I could tell she might very well have been correct.
"Then maybe you'll need to try artificial insemination or one of those other procedures," Mom again advised, "I'm sure there are lot's of solutions."
"Get pregnant on a hospital bench with a metal tube full of some strangers sperm!?! Oh I couldn't do that, I'd rather not get pregnant at all," she ranted, "but I want to get pregnant more than anything!!"
"Too bad you can't just use my stuff," my dad jeered. "I've got more than enough to go around."
"Honey!!" my mom jumped in.
"Be quiet woman! It's not Julies fault that the men in your family are hung like hamsters," he laughed and mom tried to hide her discomfort.
"I suppose that would have a better chance of getting me pregnant that Johnny's sperm, but still I don't want to get pregnant on a hospital bed, so we're back to square one," Julie explained.
"We'll figure something out sweetheart," I consoled her, "don't worry."
"But I am worried Johnny," she snapped, "you know I want children and now it looks like I never will." She started to cry and ran out of the room. Mom went after her and I think they ended up in the guest bedroom talking.
Later we all had dinner and then Julie and I went off home.
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"I'm sorry we didn't find any solutions there honey," I comforted her. "I told you we'd need to ask a doctor."
"I know," she stared off, "still, I was thinking about your dad."
"What about him?"
"Well, he seems to be willing to help."
"Sure, I guess, but really what can he do?" I said, "even if he were willing to give us his... well..."
"Sperm?"
"Right, but even still that doesn't solve the problem because you don't want to get artificially inseminated."
"I suppose so," she stared off into space again, "I just wish there were some way."
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That night Julie woke me up from a dead sleep, "I've got it," she beamed like a little girl who had found the hidden Christmas presents. "I know what this solution is!"
I mumbled something and tried to get my eyes to focus.
"It was right in front of me but I was just being to focused on the problem and was ignoring the solution!" she was bouncing slightly on the bed with each word. Each bounce caused her large, soft breasts to jiggle under her nightgown.
"Oh really?" I said as the fog was starting to clear, "what'd you discover."
"Your dad!"
"Hm? Oh so you decided to get artificially inseminated after all?" I wasn't entirely sure I was comfortable with the idea of my child being actually from my fathers sperm. So my offspring would actually be my sibling?
"No silly, he can get me pregnant!!" she smiled wide.
"Wait, how do you mean? Like, have sex with you?" my eyes were open now, so was my jaw.
"No," her pretty smile turned into a scowl, "no one is talking about sex, I'm just talking about him getting me pregnant. Don't be a pervert."