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Bare with me guys! I wanna set the scene a little.. something different that isn't standard 'huge cock meets huge cock'.

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Free Choice of Reproduction, also known as ‘Family Planning’, is a concept that up until the turn of the 21st century was the leading way for couples to conceive one or many children. Pre 2040 couples were able to reproduce without intervention from the state. Though there had been some restrictions on the number of children a woman could bear in some countries across the globe, it was the disintegration of the fossil fuel industry and the subsequent food shortages that triggered the first wave of ‘Reproductive Restriction’ measures introduced. Leading the way were the Japanese and Chinese Governments, initially passing laws that prohibited the reproduction of humans in the densely populated areas before spreading further afield to the more remote areas of the countries.

Speaking at the global conference on the ‘Impact of Human Populous on the Natural World’, Professor Gerrard Frazer from the Institute of Human Reproduction and Sexual Behavior noted that at 2022 rates of growth the human species would be in danger of extinction within 150 years. Vast data had since been collected, research into the effects of continued escalating population. Finally in late 2027 a white paper was published, featuring the recommendations and agreement of World Leaders from all over the globe. This sparked fears of riots across the globe and demonstrations in New York, Paris, Sydney, Rome and London. Freedom groups were in uproar, protesting against the invasion of privacy and restrictions on choice. 17 protesters were arrested in London on the first day of protesting in 2028 and many more given fines and orders to refrain from several public spaces.


Lee browsed the web-page, skimming over subheadings of ‘Ethical Dilemmas’, ‘Criticism of the Act’ and finally settled on the title ‘A World United – Action Taken’.

On the 14th August 2040, after many years of amendments The Act came to pass. Each member state agreed to comply with the population management policy. The law states:

‘Any person(s) who intentionally or unintentionally – by way of reckless, irresponsible or careless behavior – falls pregnant or gets another person pregnant without governmental authorization in writing, will be subject to a minimum prison sentence of 20 years. No appeal is authorized and there will be no chance of parole.’

‘Intentionally – in relation to the Act – is defined as any action or behavior that the person takes to become pregnant including self insemination, group sexual activities or surrogacy’.

‘Unintentionally – in relation to the Act – is defined as any action or behavior that a person takes that does not safeguard against pregnancy. This includes alcohol/drug intoxication, unsafe sexual practices, and instances of alleged unwanted sexual advances.’

Lee expelled a deep breath, gulping flat cola from his glass. He was amazed that such things happened only 80 years ago. The idea of ‘Free’ Reproduction was mind-boggling. He flipped open his clear screen, clicked on voice activation and spoke into the device…

“Lee Aitkins… June 26th 2125… Human and Social Sciences’ he spoke clearly, wishing he had spoken less proper when calibrating the screen to his voice. “An analysis of the social, economical and human benefits of The Human Population Management Act 2040.”
 
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Hmmm I'm liking this already … nice groundwork in only one post … waiting for more and intrested in seeing where it goes
 

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“Lee… come in and take a seat”, said the girl perched on the edge of the table. As he entered the Head of Human Sciences’ office he had expected the older, grey haired professor, his eyes enlarged by milk bottle top glasses. She couldn’t have been more than twenty five; big brown eyes and lightly glossed lips framed by mid-length dark hair, a lock of which strayed from the loose ponytail, dangling limply in front of one eyes.

“I didn’t know I was supposed to be meeting you… Professor Daley said to meet him at his office”, he replied weakly as he tried to make sense of the meeting. Was he going to get kicked off from the course? Who was the stunning girl in front of him? Why the hell wasn’t be warned about this…!

“He does send his apologies. I’ve been tasked with handling your case.” She said, hanging onto the word handling a little too long, a cheeky smile sliding across her face. “I have been very interested in your file. You look more solid and handsome than in your picture”. She plucked the manila file from her side, flipping open the front cover.

“Sorry but who are you? I have no idea what this is about”.

“Ah yes. I’m Nicole the Academic Achievement Officer that represents the Office for Human Reproduction and Population Control”. Her gaze flitted for a brief moment on his crotch, his dick twitched but she had quickly glanced back to his face. “I have been looking at your grades. You have performed solidly in all of your exams and assignments. The level of intelligence you display especially in your verbal logical reasoning exam and the problem solving practical is in the top two percent of the entire university. It is a massive achievement that will prove valuable for the population”. She leant back gently, her hips arching off the table edge before circling the table and sitting on the chair opposite. “I want to head your case because you could be a fantastic asset and you will prove to have exceptional financial gain for the faculty and yourself obviously”.

Lee’s head was swimming. The assignment he had submitted, for which he was there to collect his result, had been relatively simple though the logistics of the theory was patchy at best. His knowledge of the why’s of Population Control had depth and breadth though his understanding of HOW the human population was controlled was limited. Rarely had anyone mentioned how they got women pregnant other than insemination and the question was openly discouraged amongst the general population. Like fast food tasting good, you knew they did something but nobody dare ask just in case the answer wasn’t favorable.

“I have a billion questions. Firstly are you sure you have got this right? Yeah I know the rationale for population control and agree completely. This has been a fundamental principle for decades. You need to control the population and you do it through insemination but that’s as far as my knowledge extends. I’m sorry”.

“Don’t be sorry… let me explain.” Nicole leant forward her smooth breasts arced over the edge of her black vest top, as she looked into his eyes the cheeky smile reappeared. ‘Is she flirting with me’ Lee thought to himself, a deep shade of pink tingeing his cheeks as he averted his gaze. Once again, his cock lengthened in his fitted trousers.

“Okay. We have one Academic Achievement Officer in every University in the United Kingdom. We also have a Medical Examination Officer who monitors you all in various situations throughout your university life”. She stopped for a second, nudging her head toward the bracelet on his wrist; the same type that every person wore in every University in the country. “We allocate those to you all on induction to University. As well as being a key card to rooms and watch it also has many other functions. Obviously you can access information with the device and we sell it to you all on the basis that it makes life easier. We beam your timetable, essay deadlines and things onto it to make it more attractive and we make them so they can’t be taken off or be damaged. That right there is a health monitor. It measured blood pressure, pulse, oxygen levels and a variety of body functions and sends this data to our medical officer. This is alongside the physical exam you get once a year, introduced as a measure to maintain fitness by the government, and the family history provided on admission”.

Lee stared down at the piece of technology wrapped around his wrist. Everyone loved the device. Much like the ‘smart’ phones of old, nobody could live without the gadget… every type of information was available on it but nobody had told him that this was monitoring his internal wellbeing!

“So what is this all for then? Some sort of safety net from getting ill?” he asked.

“Not exactly. Of course we want to keep everyone healthy and safe, that’s a responsibility we take extremely seriously. But the data collection gives us a good indication of who is the fittest and most desirable in putting into the reproductive sample groups. There are also physical descriptors that have been added to the notes. There is no point having ugly people in the group, we don’t want a load of claims against the state. I can tell you won’t give anyone the reason to seek claims” she said with a wink, this time settling her gaze on his toned pectorals.

“So what is the score?” Lee said, becoming impatient with the girl. Her flirting, no teasing, had become frustrating. His cock beginning to protrude out of his trouser pocket, straining and aching as pre-cum dripped from the tip. “What do you need or want from me?”

“Your spunk!” she said, her tongue protruding slightly for a second. Lee was taken aback by the frankness of the statement. Clearly amused by his wide eyed response she chuckled, moving the stray hair in front of her eye behind her ear with her hand.

“My SPUNK?” he said, convinced that she had made an error.

“Yes… we collect the semen of young lads between 18 and 21 and transport it across the country with the aim of pumping girls up with huge amounts to get pregnant. Have you heard of survival of the fittest? Well it starts here. We have selected you as one of the tiny number of young men who are destined to bring children into the world. Children that will be physically and mentally superior to the last group and soon the human species will evolve onto bigger and better things!”

“Erm… so I have to wank into a cup or something?”

“Not quite. I will give you an address that I will expect you to be at Monday evening at seven. We will go from there. You will be with other lads selected… we have got three universities represented this time with ten of you altogether. Once you sign here you will commit to the program until a time that a medical team agree you can withdraw. For this you will be awarded £300,000 for the first year and a further £400,000 for every year you continue.” She pushed a contract to him across the desk. Without encouragement his scrawling signature was written on the page. “We will see you on Monday”

“Oh. I forgot to ask. How do you get the spunk?” he said, his pulse beginning to race. The idea of her tongue licking the ridge of his bell-end was swelling his already large cock even more.

“Just wait and see… it won’t be easy”.


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Not at all interested in small cock milking.

Yes...huge cum...

I just like to see a hand sliding along a lonnnng cock is all.

Smoooooth, long, thick. I like looking at similar to me own cock. Weird?? Ok...Perhaps I should place my tight hung OLLLLLLD..:) :) body on a wrecking ball for all those frustrated women :) :)

Cockrings are optional.
 
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Butterflies the size of bats circled feverishly in Lee’s flat stomach as he strode across the pavilion - arching overhead, lights of pink, purple and blue streaking across the ceiling. The girl, Nicole sat upon a modern art sculpture, a whirlwind of chaotic shapes, some flat others pointing in many a direction. The girl neutralized Lee’s distain of what the pretentious the piece symbolized. Her black dress; black knee high boots, the dress and dark fishnets covering the space between mesmerizing him. ‘Fuck she has lovely legs’ he thought as she stood and walked confidently toward him. The bat-erflies increased in their attempts to break through Lee’s internal walls, anxiety and excitement rolled into a huge knotted ball.

“I’d glad you came” said Nicole, raising an eyebrow cheekily.

“I haven’t yet” said Lee, the quip sounding stupid in his head. Nicole grinned, trying not to laugh.

“You’re funny. I like that…a lot” she said, holding his gaze. ‘She really is flirting!’ Lee thought to himself, before scolding his own sense of confidence and ego ‘why would she go for someone like you?’ – he let out a sigh, still smiling.

“Do I make you uncomfortable? You look a little scared to me”, she continued. It was clear to Lee she was relishing his torment, her playful way a mix of mocking and excitement.

“No. I am just nervous about what’s happening. You were a tad vague about how this all works. When you said it ‘wont be easy’ it sounded a little ominous.”

“You’ve been thinking about me then?” she smiled broadly, looking into his eyes mockingly with those beautiful big brown eyes. ‘Damn it! I could fuck her right now!’ Lee thought, lusting over the girl.

“No… just that you said it wouldn’t be easy. Sounded a little weird. I’ve bee too busy to be thinking much else other than that”, he said unsure whether he was trying to convince her or himself. She had been on his mind ever since the meeting three days ago. The large brown eyes, the small tummy with curvy hips and damn those legs… He was definitely a leg guy but her chest tied for her best feature… other than her face obviously!

“Aww… I’m disappointed…” she walked away slowly “come on then we might be late. They are starting in ten minutes and it’s a little walk to the place”.

“Where is it?” he asked, hurrying along beside her.

“You’ll see”

As his turbulent nerves began to slow his mind turned to the situation. For all he knew he was being inducted into the Mafia, as was her avoidance to answer anything directly and the vague way in which she responded to him. She had to be involved with the University; she had been sitting on the Professor’s chair as he entered. But the whole feel was of secret handshakes and unspoken rules.

The pair barely spoke as they turned into the ‘Institute for Medical Ethics and Research’ – a giant, deeply engraved sign loomed overhead as they entered the building. Much like the Natural History Museum the place was an architectural masterpiece. High ceilings with long, winding staircases met the pair as they strode toward the receptionist at the far end of the extravagant entranceway. Statues towered above the entrance of famed scientists and figures in the field of ethics

The excessively built, middle-aged receptionist greeted the two with a warm welcome, standing to shake Lee’s hand. Nicole and the lady were familiar and Lee came to the conclusion this was Nicole’s place of work based on the informality of their speech.

“He’s a catch” whispered the jolly woman to Nicole – angling her head slightly toward Lee without being noticed.

“Not mine… well… not yet” she said, spinning on her heel as two girls of similar age came into view from the stairs. They were accompanied by a man; dressed in a smart trousers and shirt combination along with a skinny tie and sparkling black shoes. Although not old he was definitely of a more senior year than his counterparts, maybe thirty years of age.

“David!” said Nicole, her voice rose slightly with an air of warmth that had surprised Lee. She had once been mocking, enjoying his discomfort. Now he had seen another gentler side of her it was hard not to have her envelop his cock with her lips.

The pair hugged briefly. ‘Are they together? They sure seem it’ thought Lee. An unintentional furrow of his brow broke off the embrace as Nicole introduced Lee to the man.

“David this is my new friend Lee… Lee this is David. He was the one that got me into the job and a dear friend”.

The lads shook hands. Lee felt intimidated. Although not muscle bound Lee considered himself to be in good shape with defined pectorals, abdominals that were bunched into sausage shape protrusions (the ‘six pack’ he had worked hard to achieve) and his handsome features, though his faint curved jaw bone making him seem more boyish, had a dusting of stubble. His height was always an issue, counter acted by the very long, thick dick between his legs. At 5’8 he was not the ‘Timberlake’ type that many girls at the University fantasized about. But David was. Tall, dark and handsome he was the walking cliché and Lee could see why Nicole had been so ‘friendly’ with the lad.

“Nice to meet you” said David dryly, an undertone of sarcasm unveiled by the mild inflection.
“Nice to meet you too” Lee managed to say, already disliking the well-dressed cliché.

“This way…” said David waving a hand in the direction he had begun striding. Lee made no effort to catch up with the man. He could wait until Lee was with him.

“You know… I don’t like that bloke”, said Lee in hushed tones as he paced beside his new ‘friend’. ‘What did she mean by friend? I don’t know the girl’ he thought.

“You’ll get used to him. We don’t see him much anymore. He leaves us to get on with it most of the time.”

“Where are we going?” he asked, distracted by bizarre sculptures and pieces of modern art (**gag**) on the wall.

“The Milking Room” she said, biting her lower lip provocatively.

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Having been escorted through an array of doors and air locks by the ‘arrogant prick’ they were left in the vast ‘Milking’ room. The quietness of the entrance was shattered by increasing numbers of people. Bustling through the interlinking corridors in the main ‘room’ were many pairs of people – one male and one female – with the females leading the way. The room had been split into eight compartments each with eight or ten ‘milking’ areas. In the center of each compartment was a raised platform. Each platform contained high tech equipment and screens, a ‘viewing’ area with eight seats and an array of instruments each different for each area. Nicole had finished the tour before ‘rush hour’ and the pair now sat in a ‘changing’ cubicle down one of the link corridors.

“So… what you are saying is that you literally milk us?” said Lee incredulously “who exactly? Not that prick?”

“No, we do. We were sent to pick up some of the lads from various places and bring them to London. We don’t say much until you have signed up because some of the lads get a little er… nervous and back out so now we tie you in. No pun intended” she explained again.

“So do I have you all the time?” He couldn’t hide his excitement though unsure what waited before him.

“Mainly but we alternate as well… So some days I will go to different areas and you will be paired with another girl. All of us are professionals and know our stuff so don’t look so worried!”

“So do you have one from each university?” he asked, staring around at other nervous looking studs.

“No actually… you are one of three. Usually we don’t have that many but they must have put something in the water at yours” she said, adjusting her position as her dress rose up her thighs slightly.

“Who are the others!” said Lee, beginning to panic. It wouldn’t have mattered as much if it was just him but the idea of other lads from his University – some of which were incredibly hot – caused him to have an emotional seizure.

“Ah…. There they are now!” Nicole said, pointing to a huddle of four – two girls and two familiar faces.
 
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“We will leave you lads to talk” said Russ’ girl as she and the other two walked away talking.

“What the fuck is happening here and how are you here!” said Russ loudly, gazing with curiosity around the room. “How long have you been ere?”

“About twenty minutes… You didn’t tell me that you were coming to this thing… Not that I really know what I’ve let myself in for” replied Lee. “Your girl is fit though mate… the short blonde hair and tidy rack sure works”. He stared hard back at the girls turning the corner and out of sight.

“It wasn’t like I was going to tell anyone. The whole thing sounds like some sort of kinky fetish and I thought I’d be here on my own. I found him walking like a lost puppy behind his girl…” Russ said, gesturing a thumb to his sidekick.

“Jay isn’t it? We met at a house party four months back?” Jay took Lee’s outstretched hand giving it a first shake. “Not the place I’d expect to have met you again”.

“Indeed” was all Jay could muster, looking down at his feet though smiling. Lee remembered how shy the lad had been at the party; standing on the outer limits of the room, glass clutched tightly in a fist and the avoidance of eye contact. He recalled thinking the lad had social phobia or something but couldn’t get around to asking their mutual friend.

For several moments the lads stood contemplating their future here in the sexual castle of wonder. As minutes passed all three relaxed. Bravado seeped into the conversation. Russ and Lee boasted, bragged and made far fetched claims, all the while a calming Jay stood amused by the banter.

“You know… I could take all three of them at once and still have enough left at the end”.

“She will need more than two hands and a mouth to get this to blow”

“Your blonde chick is gunna be gagging to have this cock fill her”

“Bet I can get more spunk out my cock than both of you combined”

Jay interrupted, forcing a moment of silence. “Guys… how do they keep the semen? I mean how do they get it out? If they er… wank us they can’t just hold it in their hands and put it in a tube! One thing they didn’t tell me was how they get the semen”.

“It’s spunk, cum, jizz, baby batter” laughed Russ, gently mocking Jay’s innocent way of wording ‘semen’.

“Ok… er…. Spunk!” he said, going red in the face again. Lee wondered if this person had ever had sex or even been seen naked let alone said the word ‘Spunk’.

“Nicole didn’t tell me either actually” he replied, feeling guilty on Russ’ behalf.

“Mine… I mean … fuck what’s her name. I just call her big tits when she isn’t here… she said that they have like huge jars… a bit like collecting things and putting them in preservatives like that did with that old blokes monster cock when he died. Only it’ll be our SPUNK instead!” said Russ, eyes wide as he leaned in to Jay.

“Okay! SPUNK!”

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this whole clinical setting is pretty cool, but the fact that there are girls involved with this milking process (can't wait to find out how it works!) makes it way more interesting and exciting. Looking forward to some possible tormenting of the men and seeing the evil/sexy side to the ladies, they seem like they will be hot vixens that say teasing and sexy things to the guys to get them to cum a million times, I wonder if they tempt the men with sex but don't give it to them because they are getting milked beyond belief???? This is gonna be a good one I know it!