Industrial Semen Production Pt 03

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The women started hooking up the hoses to the machine and then proceeded to hook them to the tubes and devices attached to Mike. The women hooked a small hose to the testicle cage, all Mike heard was a faint "click" and his balls moving slightly from the touch, still a bit tender from the needles.

Two more hoses were hooked into the tubules coming from his penis that led into a machine on the cart. Another hose hooked into the anal snake and ran into a separate machine on the cart, which the women then took the last hose and plugged it into the machine and then a large receptacle on the floor. Mike was curious but knew better than to speak with other women in the room.

Two of the women grabbed a machine from the cart and moved it behind Mike, he could hear them working behind him. The machine hooked onto the table Mike was secured to, then they quickly hooked the machine to the prostate wand that was in him. Mike felt them move the prostate wand to align with the machine and almost immediately he let out a soft, quiet moan. All the women in the room stopped for a second and smirked, then started cleaning up.

Mike thought to himself, "why is everyone so quiet, this is weird enough as is, are they not allowed to speak either?"

Of course as soon as he thought it, Taylor had something to say, "Alright ladies, your job is done, on to the next one!" Taylor held the door open for the women to leave then closed it, leaving her and Mike alone. "Ok Mike, well we are finally ready to start! I see you're already a bit aroused from the prostate wand moving around in you! There is already some fluid in the tubes and we didn't even start!"

Taylor walked over to the machines and started turning them on, Mike finally having a chance to speak, "it was so quiet with them in here, a bit awkward, but what happens now?" She smirked and turned to him, "You'll be milked of all your semen and precum, basically you're a human cow now, we will drain as much as possible from you and then some. I think you will enjoy it, or not."

As the machines turned on, Mike could feel a small amount of suction inside of him. This was from the machine designed to rid of any waste. The second machine Taylor turned on steadily started injecting fluid into his testicles, Mike could feel a warm tingling feeling in his testicles traveling up to his prostate. As she continued to turn everything on, Mike could feel his penis start to grow erect, and a strong feeling of sexual desire started to blur his thoughts. Taylor looked over at Mike and his head started to fall back, his breathing got heavier, and she could see his penis starting to pulse as if he was having an orgasm.

"I guess its been awhile since you ejaculated, are you doing ok so far Mike?" Taylor's care for Mike was obvious, she cared for him more than other patients at the facility.

Mike was in ecstasy, like everything around him no longer mattered, "I...I feel amazing, its like pure pleasure...what did you inject me --"Mike moaned momentarily as some precum started filling the tubes protruding from his penis, the clear fluid slowly traveling the length of the tube was enough to make Taylor wet, she's never felt like this before.

Mike was curious about what was being injected into him but the ecstasy and what felt like an impending orgasm made it difficult, "What was injected...in... my testicles...I feel warm, and like... I'm going to pee?" He struggled to speak at this point, the drug was working all too well.

Taylor gathered herself and went back to work, "Well Mike, the drug we use helps your testicles produce more semen and your cowpers to produce more precum. The best part is I haven't even turned the prostate massager on...or the estim!" This was her favorite part, she turned back to the machines flipped on two switches and the Estim and Prostate massager started working immediately.

Mike's hips almost instantly started to buck, he couldn't control it, it was like he was trying to hump the air but the restraints kept him mostly still. With each convulsion more precum filled the tubes, and quicker. The prostate massager and estim had AI learning built in, which over time would maximize his orgasms and production. He could feel each pulse of precum leave his prostate and the estim combined with the massager was almost in perfect sync with the pulses, each time the massager pushed on the prostate the estim would ramp up and force his prostate to contract, pushing fluid out.

The prostate massager was learning, it started to map out his prostate. It circled the prostate and would quickly push to the center as the estim ramped up, it happened quick and smooth.

Taylor, unaware she was biting the corner of her lips, watched as Mike's penis pulsed up and down and precum continued to drain out of him. The Estim started to adjust and became stronger, and worked in tandem with the prostate massager. All the sudden Mike's eyes almost rolled back completely and the precum started to flow continuously out at a rather quick rate.

Taylor, preoccupied with watching the precum pulse out of Mike's penis over and over, had lost track of time and finally turned to check the volume the machine had collected so far. She was shocked when she saw that roughly 28 minutes had passed since turning the machine on and they already had collected nearly 250 milliliters of precum!

This amount was unusual and impressive, so much that Taylor noted it in a log book to report later when they were done. As she continued to watch, she couldn't help but to slip her hand down her pants and start fingering herself, but quickly stopped before someone walked in and saw. She was aroused watching Mike being drained of so much precum and watching each pulse leave his penis in rapid succession. They had already surpassed what other patients had produced their first time.

Mike's hips started to buck in the restraints, the estim ramped up more, the massager pressed harder and started to work faster. The precum was coming out in larger pulses, Taylor could see the pulse travel up his penis and out, wondering if it was painful or pleasurable. Taylor collected her thoughts, "How are you doing Mike? We got a lot more out of you then I thought and you're not even finished yet!"

"I...I cant...Ughhh..." was all Mike could say. As each pulse of precum left he couldn't comprehend how this was happening, he hadn't even ejaculated yet and he felt exhausted, unsure how much longer this would continue. For as much pleasure he was in, he almost wanted to ask for a break, but he could barely speak as is. The machine beeped, and Talyor turned to check it again.

"You're at 528 milliliters, you're slowing down a bit though, I think you're about to cum...I mean ejaculate!" Taylor rarely used improper words...wondering if she could handle being near Mike alone. The machine clicked, a small hum was heard, and suddenly Mike's hips started bucking hard, the precum momentarily slowed.

The only inaudible words he could get out were "UGHH...UGHHH...," over and over as his hips bucked harder then ever, in that moment he was about to ejaculate, The machine had already anticipated and switched to a different collection container to keep the semen separate. His penis grew to its max size, Taylor could see the veins throughout his penis. The machine ramped up the estim to almost its max setting, the prostate wand pushed harder and more methodically on his prostate.

Shortly after Mike gave one last "UGHhhHHH..." and suddenly the tubes turned white, Mike started to orgasm and ejaculate. Taylor watching, she could see rapid pulses of semen jet from his penis through the tubes, and with such power behind it that she could hear the semen spray into the container and hit the sides with force, each pulse of semen was followed by another. Mike's prostate was being forced by the estim and massager to contract every second and force his semen out, pulse after pulse. There was so much semen jetting out he could barely breathe, like all his energy was being used simply to ejaculate, nothing else mattered. The orgasms were so intense he couldn't speak and his vision started to get blurry. All the sudden his prostate was contracting for 3 seconds at a time, forcing out large volumes of semen, so much so that Taylor was concerned the tubes would come out or burst. His hips continued to buck, a splashing sound could be heard as the semen sprayed into the container mixing with the rest of the semen.

Taylor grabbed some gloves from a drawer on the cart, put them on and grabbed Mike's penis at the tip and held the lines to ensure they stayed on for the remainder of the procedure.

For 8 minutes straight he bucked and moaned, the machine didn't stop, not yet. He was still ejaculating and the container was almost full, Taylor was shocked, she turned her head and saw the 1 liter container was nearing the top. She almost panicked but thankfully the flow of semen slowed and stopped. They had collected almost a full liter from Mike and this was his first session!

Even though the flow of semen subsided, Mike was still being milked, the machine didn't know he was done yet and continued to massage and estim him. Mike could feel he was empty, but as the machine continued his orgasms turned somewhat painful, like dry heaves. He had nothing left, no energy, and suddenly he passed out.

Taylor noticed this, "Mike, are you OK? Mike?" She knew he would pass out after the first time, but most patients could stay awake a bit longer, he produced more than any other man in the facility and she wasn't surprised he passed out. The machine automatically shutdown, and played a recording, "Milking complete, please remove and seal specimen containers at this time." Taylor started cleaning up, and removed the jars from the machine. The Precum container was around 532 milliliters when it was done, she sealed the jar. The semen container was near the top when she removed it, she stared in amazement with how much was collected, and then sealed the container trying to not spill any. She grabbed both containers, her log book, and left the room, turning the lights off and closing the door so Mike could rest.

Taylor thought to herself as she walked down the hall of rooms where other men were being milked, "Why am i attracted to him, I can't let this slow me down, but the amount we got from him and how well he handled it...I need to stop and do my job!" She reported to the storage room and placed his specimens into the inventory. Taylor was done for the day, and would be back tomorrow to check on him.