Earn Extra Money!
Earn extra money for Xmas!
Looking for young men between 18-21 years old.
Consultation and Physical Exam Required.
Call 555-2424 if interested.
Eighteen-year-old college freshman Ronnie Jones had looked at the ad
again then flipped open his cell phone and dialed the number. Ronnie had
just about blown everything in his bank account for the semester and he
could certainly use extra money for Christmas.
'Hello?' a voice on the other end of the line had answered.
'Uh, yeah. I'm calling about the ad in the college newspaper. The one
where you're looking for guys eighteen through twenty one who want to
earn extra money,' Ronnie had said.
'I see. Well, there is the necessity of an interview and a physical
exam,' the voice on the other end of the line had replied.
'Uh, yeah. That's what the ad said,' Ronnie had answered.
'Well, when can you come by for an interview?' the voice on the other end
of the line had asked.
'Uh, anytime,' Ronnie had replied.
'Will three o'clock this afternoon be okay?' the voice had asked.
'Sure!' Ronnie had replied.
'Fine! The address is 3520 Oak Street. You know where that is?' the
'Uh, yes sir!' Ronnie had replied.
'Fine, see you at three, then. Goodbye!' the voice had said and hung up,
abruptly ending the call.
That afternoon, at exactly three o'clock, Ronnie had rung the doorbell of
the one story brick structure and waited.
'Come in! Come in! I'm Doctor Grayson', a tall, somewhat muscular man,
with coal black hair and dressed in a white smock had said, opening the
door and stepping aside for Ronnie to enter.
Ronnie had found some of the questions in the interview somewhat weird,
especially the ones about his sex life, and the physical examination
weird as well, feeling that the doctor lingered a little bit to long with
his fingers when doing the prostate exam. The physical exam, and the fact
that he had had to lock himself in a small restroom and jerk off and
shoot into a beaker had seemed very strange. On the other hand, Dr.
Grayson was quite pleased.
Physically, Ronnie was about as perfect a subject as the doctor could
want. His sperm output was above average, but that would most certainly
improve if past experiments held true, and the way Ronnie's hips etched
into his rippled abdominals was also a pretty good sign. As for his cock
and balls, the five-inches of circumcised meat, which would swell to
eight when hard, and the large, low-hung, balls were perfect, as was the
fact that the young man definitely had a rectum sensitive to
stimulation. The doctor had smiled as Ronnie began to slightly buck back
on his fingers as he fingered his prostate.
'A thousand dollars!' Ronnie had exclaimed when the doctor had told him
how much he would earn, and he couldn't imagine what he would have to do
'Well, Ronnie. Basically, I'm doing research on sperm production.
Specifically, increasing the output, and so far I've had great success.
Essentially, you're going to be a sperm donor,' the doctor had said.
'Oh! You mean I gotta jerk off into a beaker again?' Ronnie had asked.
'No! It'll be something a little different than that. However, I can
assure you you won't be physically harmed in any way,' the doctor had
'I'll do it,' Ronnie had said, thinking how cool it was to get paid that
much money for shooting off.
'Here! You are to take two of these a day, one upon arising and one
before going to bed. You are not to masturbate at all. When the
medication is all gone you are to call me and we'll set up a time.
Expect to be out of pocket for a few days,' the doctor said, handing
Ronnie the bottle of capsules.
'Uh, yes sir!' Ronnie replied, taking the brown pill bottle from the
Over the course of the next few days, not much was different for Ronnie,
except that he wished he could jerk off. By the end of the week,
however, things were noticeably different. If his penis wasn't hard it
was half-hard most of the time and it leaked pre-cum incessantly. His
balls went through periods where they ached and were sensitive to the
touch, he could swear they were larger, and he wanted to cum so bad he
thought he would die. Yet, Ronnie had done as the doctor had asked,
afraid to blow his chance at earning a thousand dollars. So, when he
took the last capsule of the medication he had called the doctor as
Doctor Nathan Grayson had smiled as he had set down the headset. Ronnie,
his next subject, was soon to be on the way over. Things were working
out marvelously well. As a matter of fact, Danny Johnson, the most
recent subject, had recuperated enough so that he had left early this
morning, a thousand dollars richer and not one sperm left in his body, or
promise of one soon. In fact, it would probably take his balls a week or
more to recharge.
Now, Ronnie found himself in the same examination room where the doctor
had done his physical sitting naked upon the table and waiting while the
doctor filled a hypodermic syringe with some clear fluid.
'What's that?' Ronnie asked.
'Basically, it's somewhat of a sexual stimulant. It'll make your penis
quite hard,' the doctor replied. 'Now, you may notice a warm feeling in
your penis and testicles,' the doctor said as moved over toward the
examination table to inject the substance into Ronnie's arm.
Ronnie grimaced a bit as the doctor stuck him with the needle.
'You'll notice the effect shortly. There's nothing to be alarmed about,'
the doctor added as he removed the needle, neglecting to tell Ronnie that
his penis would stay hard for hours on end.
'Oh shit!' Ronnie said moments later as a warm sensation began to flow
through his groin.
Then, he watched, as if by magic, his cock began to swell rapidly. Soon,
it was rock hard at its full eight-inches. In fact, to Ronnie it felt as
though it had never been so hard in his entire life. It was at that
moment that a tall, muscular, black man entered the examination room and
Ronnie stared. The man was huge!
'This is my assistant, James. James this is Ronnie,' the doctor said.
'Uh, hi!' Ronnie replied, trying to hide his hard on without much
'Hello,' the huge black man said, nodding his head.
'James, why don't you escort Ronnie here to the test room and get him set
up. I'll be there in a moment,' the doctor said.
'Yes, doctor! Come with me,' the black man said to Ronnie. 'And, don't
worry, I seen plenty of hard dicks in the last six months so don't be
embarrassed,' he added.
Ronnie followed the black man down a short hall, his hard cock swinging
from side to side as he walked, and the warmth his groin intensifying
with each passing moment it seemed. However, it was when James opened
the door at the end of the hall that Ronnie stopped short in the doorway
and his mouth hung open at what he saw.
'What the fuck is that?' Ronnie asked, as he saw the futuristic looking
device sitting in the middle of the room.
The adjustable metal frame of the machine was an unusual device in and of
itself. At the head of the frame was a metal bar, not unlike what one
would find on a Soloflex, or a similar exercise device. At each end of
the bar were adjustable metal bands through which the wrists of the
occupant were inserted and firmly secured. In the middle was a large
oval-like device in which the subject's head was placed and the firmly
secured into place.
Leather straps held the upper torso of the occupant firmly to the eight
inch wide adjustable beam that went toward the end of the device where it
joined two smaller beams that formed legs in an inverted 'V' shape. Foot
pads were at the bottom of each of the legs and those were where the
subject's feet were placed and firmly secured.
A hydraulic system allowed the legs to be adjusted so that the subject's
legs could be spread and maneuvered about in order to enable his butt
crack to be splayed open and his anus to be clearly vulnerable.
Once the frame had been adjusted for the proper fit, the subject's torso
was strapped firmly to the frame. Once that was done, the subject's head
was secured and locked into position. Once the subject was totally
secured, the computerized console was activated and the various robotic
arms moved into place to perform their specific functions.
One of the robotic arms moved into place at the subject's ass end. Two
others, with suction devices on them, attached themselves to the
subject's nipples. Another, with finger like projections, moved into
place just millimeters from the subject's perineum. Finally, a special
plastic sleeve, with hose attached, was placed over the subject's penis
and balls and secured.
Once the program began, a pump was started that at first created a vacuum
causing the subject's penis to swell grotesquely and fill the plastic
sleeve. Then, the sleeve would begin to vibrate and suck and milk the
subject's cock. As it did so, the robotic arms with the suction cups
would be activated and the subject's nipples would be both nibbled and
sucked at the same time.
Then, at the foot of the metal frame the robotic arm with a rubber,
ten-inch long, finger-width probe, with a small bulb at the end that had
an opening like a piss-slit, would optically sight the subject's butt
hole and the probe would be inserted swiftly into the subject's rectum.
In and of itself there was little discomfort with the insertion.
However, once inserted the bulb at the end of the probe would ultimately
inflate until it was right at two inches wide, almost like the knot on a
dog's penis. Once inflated, the bulb at the end of the probe would then
proceed to vibrate. As it did so, the robotic arm with the finger-like
projections would seize hold of the subject's perineum and began to
massage it while it vibrated as well.
Finally, when the moisture sensors in the collection unit sensed the
appropriate amount of pre-cum the rubberized knot would begin to fuck
itself back and forth over the subject's prostate.
In short, through the entire process the subject was getting his cock
sucked and milked while his prostate, nipples, and perineum were being
stimulated. Needless to say, it all led to extremely intense orgasms and
copious discharges of sperm. Initially, that is. The program would not
shut itself off until the subject had had three dry cums.
'That, young man, is where you are gonna spend some time,' James said.
'Uh, I don't know. I mean, do I gotta?' Ronnie asked.
'If you want the money,' the black man said, and chuckled. 'Now come on,
I'll get you in the thing,' he added, and headed toward the weird looking
Ronnie couldn't help but be a little nervous as the black man helped him
onto the contraption and began to secure him to it. He even wondered why
it was necessary for his legs to be maneuvered into such a position so
that he could feel the cool air on his butt hole. Yet, the snug fit of
the plastic sleeve on his cock felt good and he was already at the point
of wanting to cum so bad that he didn't care.
At about the time he was thoroughly secured into the contraption Dr.
Grayson entered the room and began to attach the monitoring electrodes to
Ronnie's body. That way, a careful check could be done of heart rate,
blood pressure, and the like. Then, once he was satisfied, the process
was ready to begin.
'Okay, now you're probably going to ejaculate very rapidly the first
time. That will be followed by another ejaculation fairly soon.
However, it will take a little longer than the first. Just try to enjoy
it as much as you can,' the doctor said.
Of course, Dr. Grayson neglected to tell Ronnie that he would have one
orgasm after another to the point that he would try with all his might
not to have another, the dry cums being especially pleasurable and
painful at the same time. Yet, there would be no way he could prevent
them from happening.
With his head firmly secured, there was no way Ronnie could see what the
doctor was doing because the control panel was located behind him and to
the side. But, he could hear clicking and switching sounds and knew
something was about to happen.
Quickly, the robotic arms with the suction cups positioned themselves and
clamped onto his nipples. Then, the suction pump began to operate.
'Oh fuck! Shit!' Ronnie hollered, as the sleeve began to milk and suck
his cock and the cups began to nibble and suck on his nipples.
'Yes, enjoy it, my boy! I shall check on you in a little while,' the
doctor said, and headed out of the room.
The room was soon full of the sounds of Ronnie's moans from the pleasure
radiating from his cock and nipples as they got massaged and sucked.
'Owwww! ' Ronnie then hollered, as the probe entered his rectum. 'Unh!
Oh my God!' he then cried out, as the bulb at the end of the probe
inflated and filled his rectum with a knot the size of a lemon.
Then, almost instantly, as the knot in his rectum began to vibrate, the
robotic arm with the finger-like projections grabbed hold of his perineum
and began to message it and vibrate as well.
Oh! Ahhhhhhhh! Ahhhhhhhh!' Ronnie wailed, never having received such
stimulation in his life.
Needless to say, with such stimulation it didn't take long before Ronnie
began to leak pre-cum profusely. In less than a minute, the sensors in
the collection unit sensed the presence of enough pre-cum and the knot
began to fuck itself back and forth over Ronnie's prostate like some
giant swab, causing Ronnie to squeal like he hadn't done since he was a
'Ahhhhhh! Ahhhhhh! Arggggggggghhhhh! Argggggggghhhh!' Ronnie wailed,
his mind going on overload from all the stimulation.
Dr. Grayson had been right and it didn't take long for the first orgasm,
for in less than three minutes Ronnie could feel the cum began to boil in
his balls and head upward toward freedom.
'Oooohhhhhhhhhhhhh--aaaaaAAAAAhhhhhhhHHHHHHHH!' Ronnie cried out in a
crescendo and came.
Immediately, two things happened with Ronnie's initial discharge. At
first, there was a loud slurping sound, and the pump began to labor a bit
with the quantity of the sperm as it began to slurp up Ronnie's thick,
white, goo. Then, the rubberized bulb in Ronnie's rectum began to shoot
a gush of warm sperm into his rectum. It would do so in time with each
spurt of his own cum that was slurped up by the collection unit. All the
collected sperm was saved for just this very purpose and it served to
intensifying the subject's orgasms.
To Ronnie, it was as if he was blowing his own cum load into his butt,
and again he squealed as he blew a second blast that was bigger than the
first. In fact, it was so powerful it felt as if his whole insides were
coming out of the end of his dick.
Ronnie panted like a steam engine as he finished his orgasm. Yet, there
was no rest. He was soon moaning loudly again as the stimulation
continued and in less than five minutes he was again wailing and blowing
another load of thick teen goo, getting his butt swabbed by the
rubberized bulb and flooded with more sperm in the process.
It was after his eighth cum, in less than an hour, that Ronnie began to
make unintelligible noises that were pleas not to cum again. But, it did
no good. Ronnie was along for the ride whether the liked it or not, each
cum beginning to hurt more and more as the process to suck his balls dry
It took almost two hours before there was no more sperm and Ronnie wasn't
conscious for the third dry cum. He had screamed and passed out on the
second one, experiencing tremendous pain and pleasure at the same time.
Yet, the contraption had done its duty and milked him to a third and
final dry cum. Afterward, James helped a very exhausted and wobbly
Ronnie to the special recovery room, sperm running down his thighs and
legs from all that had been pumped into his butt, and cleaned him up then
tucked him into bed.
Of course, what Dr. Grayson had neglected to tell Ronnie was that the
injection he had given him earlier would be followed by more over the
next two days. They would not only made his cock hard but they contained
twenty times the dose of the agent he had developed for increasing sperm
output that he had given Ronnie in the capsules. In short, Ronnie was to
be a living breathing sperm factory that would rapidly produce sperm in
great quantities for the next several days.
As a result, by the time he began to stir awake the next morning Ronnie's
cock was not only rock hard but his balls ached badly and were swollen
because they needed to be emptied again. So, it was a weak-kneed Ronnie
that was helped back to the milking room and strapped into the machine.
Then, as the probe inserted itself into his rectum, then swelled, Ronnie
began to whimper, for there were no surprises this time and he now knew
everything that was about to happen and also that there was nothing he
could do about it until his balls were milked dry again.
Again, the milking session proceeded and after about two hours Ronnie was
milked dry, blubbering like a little kid toward the end and begging not
to cum as each orgasm approached. This time, he didn't pass out when the
dry cums started and he screamed with each one because of the combination
of pleasure and pain and the force and intensity of the orgasmic
contractions that were trying in vain to spew something from his penis.
It was a very tired and weak Ronnie that headed back to his dorm a
thousand dollars richer a day later. He did have the money for his
Christmas shopping but seriously doubted that he would be jerking off any
time soon or answering any more ads that promised a way to earn extra
As for Dr. Grayson, for the test period he had managed to increase
Ronnie's sperm output by over 500 percent, like most of the others. So,
he knew that his new product had merit and would soon be reliable enough
so that he could approach the drug companies with just a few more test
runs, and there were plenty of subjects who had answered the ad. In
fact, he could hear the cries of the newest test subject echoing down the
hall as he worked on his notes.