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“Patient number 34, the nurse will see you now.”
The receptionist’s voice rang out over the stuffy hallway as Michael looked up from his glossy magazine. This was it. He got up from his seat and walked over to the door, pushing it gently and then poking his head shyly around the corner.

“Come in, have a seat. Michael, isn’t it?” Said the nurse.
Michael’s eyes almost bulged from their sockets as he took in the nurses’ appearance, she was so pretty it almost hurt to look at her. As he sat down Michael nervously shifted his gaze around the room, trying to avoid eye-contact.

The nurse leaned forward on her chair, deliberately allowing a fuller view down her open necked shirt, she had unbuttoned it just to the edge of decency and just enough to fire the imagination. Her ample cleavage pressed tightly against her uniform as if it might burst forth at any moment. Michael looked up, but as he did so the nurse caught him trying to snatch a glimpse of her breasts, she raised an eyebrow in response and he looked down quickly whilst blushing profusely.

Michael held his hands together on his lap to try to stop them shaking, he wasn’t used to being in the company of such astounding beauty, and to make things worse this was a sperm bank! What would the nurse think of him? He was going to have to go into a room and masturbate and she knew it!

A tapping sound brought Michael back to reality, he looked up again to see the nurse was now leaning back on her chair casually and tapping her biro against her front teeth.
“This is the first time you’ve been to a sperm bank, isn’t it Michael?”

“Er, y… yes m… miss.” Michael stammered, desperately trying to control his voice, he felt as though he were going through puberty again.

“I see,” said the nurse. “Well, it just so happens that we’re experimenting with a new and unique method of sperm delivery. You see, when young men such as yourself ejaculate they don’t always do so efficiently and quite a lot goes to waste.”
Michael started to feel his cheeks burning again as he blushed, ‘young men such as yourself’ the nurse had said. Does that mean she knows that I jack off at home? Michael felt his heart pounding in his chest as his cheeks flushed a deep red, he couldn’t look more guilty if he tried.

The nurse pursed her lips and smiled as she locked him with her blue eyes.

“I used to do it myself you know,” she said as she grinned cheekily. “I used to get overexcited when I first started though and I accidentally broke a few.”

“B… b… broke a few?” Spluttered Michael.

“Oh yes, yanking back too much or squeezing too hard to try and get the last drops out. I swear sometimes I just don’t know my own strength.” The nurse beamed and gazed upwards and to the side as if recalling a fond memory.

“Of course we had to send the young men to Accident and Emergency after that to fix their you-know-what… but I soon learned to control myself, I did get the record amount squeezed out of them though, I’m quite proud of that.”

“So, er… how do you get the sperm now?” Inquired Michael, hardly believing his ears. Maybe he could talk the nurse into giving him a helping hand? The revelation of the nurse’s anecdote had left him feeling quite stiff and now he was worried she might spot the rising bump in his pants.

The pretty nurse wheeled her chair closer to Michael and she leaned closer so that her face was only about a foot away from his, she glanced down quickly, noticing the bulge in his pants and then looked up again to meet his eye.

“We’ve got a new system in place to help you, she’s called AMANDA, it stands for Automated Masturbation Anatomical Nodule Distribution Android. I had a big part in designing her and she’s guaranteed not to waste any of your precious juices.”
The nurse laid her hand gently on Michael’s knee and deliberately gave it a little squeeze as she looked into his eyes. As she expected, the bump in Michael’s pants became even more pronounced.

“Oooh,” she cooed, as she traced her finger along the inside of Michael’s thigh. “It seems you’re almost ready for your appointment with AMANDA.”

The nurse invited Michael to stand and she cheekily grabbed the tip of his throbbing erection and led him to another room. Michael had little choice but to waddle behind her as she tugged and squeezed at his sensitive head.

The nurse giggled as she bade Michael sit on what resembled a dentist’s chair. She gave the tip of his penis a gentle flick with her fingers and Michael jumped as it became even stiffer.

“I’m sorry Michael,” the nurse whispered in his ear as she leant over, “I just love making cocks hard.”

The nurse tied Michael’s wrists to the arm restraints on the chair. “This is for your own good,” she chided him. “We don’t want you losing any of your precious sperm during the experiment.” After fastening Michael securely the nurse walked over to a large curtain and pulled it aside.

“This is AMANDA,” said the nurse as she winked at Michael.