"...one of you jerks me off."

"Pardon?"

"You were just saying how much you like my dick. You want a sperm sample, come get it."

The doctor and the photographer look at each other, and shrug.

"Wouldn't that contaminate the sample?"

"Not if it's just a hand job. I'll get the sample cup while you get started," the Doctor said, and the Photographer just shrugged and stepped back. She was a brunette with her hair tied back in a ponytail. It's not that she smiles wide or frowns or anything like that, her reaction is weirder. This seems to just be the cost of doing business. There is a little smirk as she's amused by the situation, but as she grasps your dick she starts with a few long, slow strokes to get it to attention.

"You know, now that I look closer at it - this is a pretty good dick. I mean, it's not long enough for porn but it is pretty thick."

"Thank you."

She gets to work with some long strokes, and despite what she said about your length she does quickly go to using two hands. The doctor comes back with a big sample cup as she steps closer.

"Follow up question, Mr. Doe. How many sexual partners do you remember?"

"2. One last night, another a couple hours ago."

"Healthy sexual apitite, another good sign." the Doctor adds, bringing the cup to the head of your penis and bringing in her hand to help out. The photographer pulls a hand back and both women get to work.

"You do recall how you're required to perform one 'Act of Life' a day?"

"Yes?"

"That's a minimum, Mr. Doe. You can pretty much have as many sexual partners as you want as long as you contact the office first."

"But you'll be picking them."

"We don't want you wasting semen on women that aren't ovulating, Mr. Doe." the Doctor speaks and she leans in to give a kiss to your shaft. Apparently that was a spur of the moment thing and she's visibly flushed. The photographer giggles, and kisses your shaft too closer to the head.

"Careful, we don't want to contaminate the sample."

"Right. Can I take him back to his quarters after?"

"You really shouldn't, we're not sure about the sample's quality. We might need that semen elsewhere."

You give a grunt to say that you're right there without actually saying it, and there's more giggles as your cock starts giving it's first drop of pre-cum.

"Doc, you and I both know that the other guys will have their little initiation. Might as well start 'The Grind' early."

"Those men were all confirmed Fertile before 'The Grind' started." the Doctor rolls her eyes. You have no idea what they're talking about, but they never stopped stroking and now you're feeling a familiar pressure build inside.

"Mr. Doe, the other men will insist that you do a little ritual called the Grind. Please promise you'll at least wait until we confirm you're fertile before doing something that stupid."

Really, now is when she's going to say that while you're so close? You start moving your hips to speed things along and the photographer notices.

"No time for that now, Doc. Here it comes."

Your shaft visibly throbs in their hands and the Doc almost misses the first rope, but soon you're giving spurt after spurt of live semen right into the sample cup and it feels fantastic. You raise your chin and close your eyes to feel each moment...

"Well, the Semen certainly looks healthy and the volume is impressive - but we'll need to hit the lab to know for sure. Give us about an hour. Otherwise, you're free to go, Mr. Doe."