Easily... Hopefully?

You not only were a scientist who was doing research for this terrible disease but you were also given a special badge because you were a top notch donor if needed. The amount of seed you'd produce with each orgasm and the potency of your load actually worked better on the needy women then most others. This was for your best friend, this was something you could do for her and there was nothing that would ever stop you from saying no.

Gripping around your shaft you begin to pump your veiny little member. "O-Oooh yess..." you groan out as your eyes never leave the amazing Polaroids of your best friend, staring over her sexy body in that barely there and lacy black lingerie. It was a little weird for you at the start because such a long time ago you did you best to push these erotic feelings of Brielle away and now all those feelings you had back in the day, all those times you wanted to be hers, they were now starting to come back again. Instead of just looking at Brielle as a friend again, you were starting to look at her as something more now.

You knew it wouldn't take you long to finish as not only was this the first orgasm you were having today, you also had such great material right in front of you. Biting your lower lip and breathing heavily through your nostrils you continue to stroke yourself off, edging yourself closer and closer to your impended end. "Mmm..." you moan out, your eyes glazing over the perky tits and washboard abs of your friend.

Then you remember... the lingerie! Quickly discarding the Polaroids on the table you gracefully move your hand over to the bundled up pile of underwear. You scrunch it up in your hands before immediately bringing it up to your face and as you did, that's when you lost it. Her smell was all over the erotic under garments. You inhale deep, filling your body with the scent of Brielle. "Oooh fuuuckk.." you grunt out as that was all it took.

Your cock erupts straight up, blasting your load straight into the air. The rockets of cum go high into the air before plummeting back down below. You shoot strand and strand over again, unleashing your first dose of the day. Unleashing that first dose... not into the cup.

"Fuck!" with your balls now empty and realization coming back to you, you throw the bundled up lingerie back onto the table before standing up. With your shorts still down at your ankles you shuffle towards the kitchen to grab some paper towels.

Cleaning yourself up you look back at the couch you were just sitting at and can only shake your head back and forth. "Idiot..." you grumble as you eye over the black bundled fabric, the Polaroid photos, the hand written letter and the sperm cup. "Whelp..." you shrug as you realize you will now have to jerk off again but this time actually blow your load into the cup.

"Good thing Brielle isn't coming over until six..."