Dethroning the King - Chapter 6 - Laboratory Testing

Dethroning the King

An original story by Jayse and D.

Chapter 6 - Laboratory Testing

The man in black rode his motorcycle all through the night, the precious towels soaked with Zach Sorenson’s thick and gloopy stud jizz encased in a plastic bag and carried in a dark backpack. It was only about 100 miles to Gustav Billings’ secret laboratory, but the eternal martial law imposed on the populace, dozens of check points, and heavy traffic that had infamously plagued the city for centuries all added greatly to the time it took for the mysterious man to reach the hidden redoubt. 

Dawn was about to break on the unusually chill night when the man finally arrived at the secret biotech installation. A team of taciturn scientists were waiting for the man’s arrival, and quickly chastised him for the length of time it took for him to arrive. When they then discovered that his backpack wasn’t even heated or otherwise insulated, they made their extreme exasperation known, and told the masked rider that he would not be receiving any payment if his payload was delivered cold, dead, and useless. 

The dark rider just shrugged his shoulders at the scientists’ harsh words, saying in a nonchalant and helmet-muffled voice that there was plenty more where this came from, and that he could always obtain more. He then handed over a copy of his video recording. His assignment had not including making a video recording of the break in and of Zach’s marathon masturbation session, but the rider said that he wanted to throw it in for free, knowing that Gustav would get a kick out of it. 

The scientists were deeply offended to hear this lowly lackey speak of the exalted Supreme Leader in such a familiar, intimate way, and they shooed the cyclist away. The dark-clad figure just chuckled, revved his engine, and sped off into the morning. 

The scientists had already forgotten the masked man, however, for their concern was now focused on the precious contents of the backpack, and their worry that the long timeframe and extended exposure to cold temperatures may have killed all of the sperm contained within. Using great haste, the scientists rushed back into the ground-level bunker, then rode the elevator down hundreds of feet into the vast and hidden biotech complex below. 

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The scientists quickly deposited their invaluable cargo in a warm, sterile, and sealed room, and then began using robotic arms to extract the towels from the plastic bag and harvest as much of the male fluid as they could, praying to find at least a few viable sperm cells still surviving in the cold and wet towels. 

They were unprepared for the sheer volume of fluid contained in that heavy bag. 

The scientists were flabbergasted by the amount of gooey liquid that slowly dripped from the first towel removed from the plastic bag, almost like it was soaked with some sort of white, chunky honey. They were certain at first that the dark motorcycle rider was playing some sort of dangerous prank on them. Had he soaked the towels in the collected sperm of 1,000 men?! There was no conceivable way that one man could have produced this much cum! The lead scientist very nearly gave the order to have the rider captured at the next security checkpoint and summarily executed, but then the initial tests started coming back, confirming that all of the sperm shared the very same genetic signature. 

That was just the beginning of their many surprises that day. 

The scientists used their advanced technology to extract every last drop of fluid from the three towels, and were astounded when they collected more than a full QUART of the thick white paste from those sperm-drenched cotton towels. They had to use several containers to hold all of the liquid that they were able to harvest, and they immediately sent the first samples to the laboratory for testing. 

Their next surprise was that, despite the more than 6 hours that had elapsed between Zach’s last orgasm and the rider’s arrival at the lab, the cold temperatures that the man’s sperm had been subjected to during that entire timeframe, and amount of bleach and detergent that was mixed in with the huge collection of sperm (the dark intruder hadn’t been as quick as he’d thought in removing those towels from the final washing machine), it turned out that a staggering 98.75% of Zach’s swimmers were still alive! By all accounts, 100% of the muscle man’s sperm should have been cold and long dead after being exposed to such conditions, but Zach’s sperm cells were so fantastically strong and hardy that almost all of his collected sperm was still very much alive and viable! 

The following shock was at the sheer number of sperm cells contained in the collection flasks. A normal man ejaculated anywhere between 60 and 70 million sperm per milliliter of fluid, and a man was considered especially virile if his sperm count was around 200 million sperm per milliliter. Zach’s sperm count was literally off the charts, exceeding 1,000 million sperm per milliliter! The lab technicians were speechless as Zach’s semen analysis came back and the results came up on their screens. This extraordinary sperm density helped explain why the young man’s spunk was so unusually thick and chunky, appearing more solid than liquid, as it was the sheer awesome volume of sperm cells in that fluid that gave it its characteristic pudding-like consistency. 

One of the scientists actually fainted when they calculated just how many live sperm cells that they had in their sample. With more than 1 billion sperm in each milliliter, and more than 1,000 milliliters collected in the series of glass flasks, that was more than one TRILLION individual living sperm cells! There was enough of Zach’s sperm in the laboratory to theoretically father nearly 200 children with every single woman on the planet!! The young man’s sexual potency was simply mind-boggling!! 

This shocking finding was further compounded by the fact that Zach’s sperm cells were more than four times the size of a typical human sperm cell. The huge, bloated head of each of Zach’s sperm cells was encased in a thick and protective outer shell — a shell that was clearly tough and durable enough to resist extended exposure to both extreme cold and harsh chemicals. The sperm head also contained a staggering number of mitochondria, each tiny factory pumping out the fuel that propelled each sperm’s unusually long and thick whip-like tail. It was therefore no wonder that Zach’s sperm cells moved at more than twice the speed of a typical sperm cell, despite their greater size and mass. They were just that strong! 

With the fact that Zach’s sperm cells were so huge, and that there were so many of them condensed into each drop of semen, it was therefore no wonder that the man’s splooge had the consistency of an extremely thick paste. In fact, the greater wonder was that the man could ejaculate such a thick fluid at all! A normal man’s ejaculatory muscles simply were not equipped to pump out such an astoundingly thick substance, and such a man would be lucky if he could force such a thick gloop to ooze out of the tip of his cock like toothpaste. But as the scientists were to learn later as they watched the pirated video of Zach’s almighty ball workout, the handsome and unbelievably hunky young lad could blast that thick ball batter out for a dozen yards or more! (When that video was finally viewed later that day by a team of scientists, no less than four of them passed out before the video was finished.) 

An entire laboratory of excited scientists and technicians begin working around the clock to further analyze this astounding and potentially world-altering discovery. Who knew what other revelations would be in store in the days and weeks to come? 

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Within days of obtaining a sample of Zach’s sperm, the lead scientists decided to green light further genetic testing by impregnating a selection of fertile young women (each snatched from the slums, unlikely to be missed, and of a suitably high genetic caliber themselves). Inseminations were attempted with what was considered the bare minimum of fluid — perhaps 1,000 of Zach’s sperm at a time— and the results closely monitored. 

What the scientists discovered was perhaps even more astounding than any of their previous findings. 

The chemical properties of Zach’s testosterone were slightly different from that of other men, but the scientists didn’t know what difference that slight alteration would make until it came to the insemination experiments. However, they soon discovered that the introduction of Zach’s testosterone-drenched sperm into a fertile female womb caused her to immediately go into ovulation, no matter where she was in her cycle. What’s more, Zach’s astoundingly powerful male hormones caused BOTH of the woman’s ovaries to release an egg at the same time, causing two eggs to make their way down the fallopian tubes. 

Conception took place with record breaking speed, with the longest duration from insemination to fertilization taking just under 2 and a half hours. Zach’s swimmers were mighty fast indeed! Both of the woman’s eggs would be fertilized within this timeframe, resulting in the conception of fraternal twins. This result took place every single time, without fail. Before Zach, a man would be considered exceptionally virile if he could impregnate a woman in 25% of his attempts, and even then only if the woman was actively ovulating. Zach shattered that record with his 100% success rate, regardless of a woman’s ovulation cycle, and further cemented his title as most virile man in history by fathering twins with every single insemination. 

The scientists had clearly found a possible solution to the growing male infertility problem — a one man sperm bank of truly epic proportions! 

A small selection of the fertilized eggs were harvested for closer genetic analysis, and the findings that the scientists made were perhaps the most astounding discoveries of all. The quality of the genetic material contained inside each of those fertilized eggs was utterly incredible. Even with just their most preliminary tests, the scientists quickly concluded that Zach’s sperm had properties they’d never seen before. The genetic material contained inside each of the harvested eggs was unlike anything they’d ever studied, containing hundreds and hundreds and hundreds of beneficial mutations that each increased an individual’s resilience to the harmful environmental effects that were now plaguing mankind. 

The scientists realized that they’d found the holy grail of genetics. Zach’s super human DNA contained the cure for nearly all of humanity’s ills. Any offspring fathered by the young, burly, and achingly handsome UFT champion would likely be immune to all cancers and all other known diseases, extremely resistant to the harmful effects of toxins, pollution, and radiation, and better equipped to endure periods of prolonged starvation or lack of water. 

In a word, Zach represented the next, giant leap forward in human evolution. 

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The scientists’ detailed preliminary report was submitted to Supreme Leader Gustav Billings within a month, listing all of the extraordinary properties of Zach’s super human sperm, and the results of all of their early studies. 

The scientists’ great excitement was evident in almost every line of the 600-page report, for they saw in Zach humanity’s salvation. Only a select few of the world’s top scientists knew that the male infertility problem was getting exponentially worse with each decade, and predictions were extremely confident that essentially all human males would be sterile within 50 years. These doomsday findings had thus far been kept from the public in order to avoid a worldwide panic and the collapse of the world’s already precarious civilizations. But with the discovery of Zach’s extraordinary DNA, the scientists felt that they’d finally found a way to stem the tide of humanity’s impending extinction. 

Unfortunately, they didn’t believe that there would be any way to use Zach’s sperm or DNA to repair the reproductive systems of already living men, such as Supreme Leader Billings himself. Indeed, the scientists had finally concluded that there could be no cure for the infertility plague, as the existing human genome just wasn’t resilient enough to cope with the ever-increasing poison and pollution that was slowly killing the planet. The only viable solution that the scientists saw for heading off the mass human extinction to come would be to inseminate as many women as possible with Zach’s super potent sperm, creating enough male offspring to mate with the rest of the world’s female population, and spread his spectacular genetic legacy as far and as wide and as quickly as possible. 

The report concluded with the information that 100 women had already been inseminated with the cache of sperm already in the scientists’ possession, with plans for another 200 inseminations in the weeks to come, and a gradually expanding program after that. A vastly larger supply of the young man’s pearlescent crude would be needed to implement the recommended insemination program in the territory of New Angeles alone, and an even more enormous stockpile required if the Supreme Leader intended to help turn the tide at a worldwide level. But it was doable, assured the scientists, stating that Supreme Leader Billings would be heralded as the savior of mankind for initiating such a dramatic proposal. 

Gustav Billings was furious by the time he finished the report. Reading that there was no hope to reverse the sterility of those men already affected by the infertility plague felt like the final nail in the coffin of his own virility. Gustav’s hopes of fathering his own children, of creating a lasting legacy, a dynasty to carry on ruling this mighty nation-state that he’d built, were all shattered. And if HE wasn’t going to have any children, he vowed, then NO ONE was going to have any children. 

Supreme Leader Billings immediately contacted the head scientist at his research lab and ordered the 100 inseminated women immediately sterilized, and all plans for further insemination halted. The shocked scientist stammered at the other end of the phone, begging Gustav to reconsider, but when the Supreme Leader started threatening to have the scientist and his entire team executed, the terrified man quickly acquiesced and set the wheels into motion to carry out the Supreme Leader’s order. 

Gustav was about to order Zach “The King” Sorenson immediately assassinated as well, and his remaining store of collected sperm incinerated, but then he reconsidered. A cruel smile played across the dictator’s features as a new idea came to him. Oh yes, he would indeed find a way to insure a dynasty that would last for centuries. In fact, his newly hatching plan could conceivably give him worldwide power and influence! All that his plan required was the brief and unwilling participation of a certain UFT fighting champion…