Sperm donation Stories

“… and don’t forget to go to Helen’s on the way home!” my wife nagged. “Of course not!” I snapped, knowing full well I had already forgotten the instruction from earlier in the conversation, “Love you, see you soon.” Helen is my wife’s best friend of over thirty years. They went to nursery and school together, went to the same university together, had holidays together and was her bridesmaid at our wedding. That was the o...

I am a sixty-three-year-old man with a bald head and a beer belly. In short, I'm an ugly old fart. But the most attractive and desirable women from all over the country come to me and sleep with me. Moreover, I am paid excellently for this. But first things first. Until the age of fifty-nine, I had led a pretty average life. My job as an accountant bored me more and more every year. But it was another seven long years unt...

Jason sat on the couch waiting for the apheresis machine to finish drawing platelets and plasma. It was a regular monthly thing, donating at the Community Donation Center. He would donate whatever they needed and was one of the regulars. He was so regular he knew most of the techs on a first name basis, including Cory. Cory was a former high school cheerleader and while it might have been about five years ago, she still l...

Quinton was my older brother, a go-getter kind of big brother, and I was happy to basically follow in his footsteps, almost. He would often lead a group of us kids and I was happy to tag along. We hit high school and life began to change. At high school, we both discovered masturbation and girls.Soon after leaving high school my brother and I, along with a couple of our friends, went mountain biking together in the new fo...