Thread: The Clinic  (FavoredFox x IntoTheMystic)

Thank god, Zach Henderson muttered beneath his breath when he walked through the doors of the clinic, barely able to believe he'd managed to successfully comply with the clinic's rigorous restrictions. Sure, he could have went to one of the three other sperm donation facilities on campus, but Zach's class schedule afforded him no time for a part-time job. Desperate for some cash he felt he had no choice but to go to the one that paid five times more than its competitors. Zach might have been a college kid, but he wasn't stupid. He knew nothing came for free. In his case, his price for the premium pay-out meant he had to not only go two weeks with no orgasm, but also subject himself to a minimum of two one hour edging sessions per day. Once that 14 day regimen was completed, and he passed the tests to verify his compliance, he would be eligible to make his donation and receive the payday he so desperately needed. The first few days went fine for Zach, no problems. By day 7 though he was starting to realize he'd likely made a mistake. By day 10, his ability to focus was all but obliterated by his need to cum and he was giving serious consideration to giving up. Still, he told himself if he could just make it four more days it would give him enough cash for spending money until the end of the semester. By day 12, he was a wreck. Thankfully, mercifully, day 14 had finally arrived and he was about to escape his blue ball hell. Zach had just sat down in the waiting area, trying to find some way to focus on the four page agreement of waivers and releases he'd been handed when he checked in when he heard the cute receptionist call his name. Zach? Zach Henderson? She tried but failed to suppress a giggle as she gazed at the clearly desperate young man. They're ready for you in the back now, Zach. All you need to do is sign your paperwork and then you'll be all taken care of. With a teasing wink she added, No need to rush, feel free to take your time if you like. By this point Zach hadn't even made it through the second paragraph of the first page, but waiting was the absolute last thing he could do at this point. He flipped to the last page, hurriedly signing his name in all of the required boxes as well as his already shaking hand would allow. Nearly sprinting up to the reception counter he handed the clipboard and the now signed document to the receptionist. Here you go, all done! She giggled and with a wink teased, A little eager today, are we? Right through those doors Mr. Henderson. Just relax, you're in our hands now. Zach was led in to an examination room by a technician where he was asked to remove all of his clothes. After doing so he was provided one of those annoyingly humiliating paper thin hospital type gowns that did little to protect his modesty. Not that Zach had any reason to be overly modest. He was a handsome young man, slender athletic build, short blond hair, and the sort of blue eyes that often provoked smiles and double takes from the girls on campus. No matter. As long he was about to have the orgasm he was so desperately craving Zach couldn't care less what they made him wear. You'll be seeing Dr. Ore today, Zach. Dr. Scarlet Ore, the technician explained. Patting the examination table she instructed, Just sit up here and relax. The doctor will be in to see you shortly. Once left alone Zach's gaze was locked on to the door handle, waiting to see the lever move, eagerly awaiting his 14 days of maddening frustration to finally, mercifully, come to an end.