Pyntherian Saga - Part Four

Pyntherian Saga — Part Four

Based on an original and unpublished story by Robert Moon

CHAPTER 4 - JAKE SPANNER MEETS PRINCE CONRAD OF PYNTHERIA

On his ninth full day of insemination duty, Jake was surprised to see only the lead scientist, Mayor Swanson, and a single young male waiting for him in the main laboratory. The lad was among the youngest volunteers Jake had seen thus far, and he wouldn’t have pegged the kid at more than 18. Nevertheless, the youth was one of the most strikingly handsome men that Jake had yet seen. Dark, nearly jet-black hair framed a face that had been expertly sculpted, riding that fine line between staggering, almost feminine beauty and raw masculine power. The lad’s eyes were most striking of all, two crystal blue orbs framed by thick, dark lashes, eyes that held an intelligence and wisdom at odds with the boy’s obvious youth. The young man was of slightly above average height, and though his body was exquisitely well-muscled, visible even beneath the nondescript clothing he was wearing, Jake could tell that the youth’s frame could hold a great deal more muscle. The huge muscle man knew talent and potential when he saw it, and this kid had the potential to someday qualify as a Space Ranger! 

The Mayor stepped forward and, with great respect and deference, introduced Jake to Prince Conrad of Pyntheria. A briefly shocked Jake extended a large hand to shake the lad’s own, and was impressed by the boy’s grip. The young man certainly had a noble and regal bearing that even the normal clothes, no doubt intended to act as a disguise, could not hide. The lead scientist explained that, when the Prince learned of Jake’s presence on the planet and his efforts to save their people from extinction, he chose to travel to the hidden laboratory under the greatest secrecy to meet Jake himself. 

The lead scientist further explained that, with the death of his father, Prince Conrad was now the heir to the throne of Pyntheria. The royal family was revered by all Pyntherians, for not only were the King and his son the direct descendants of the man who had originally discovered the planet and established a colony here, they were also a symbol of what the founding fathers had wanted Pyntheria to become:  a noble, fair, and honest people. 

Unfortunately, just as with every other Pyntherian male on the planet, the Prince had been infected by Khrang’s evil pathogen and become infertile. Prince Conrad was among the small and steadily dwindling number of Pyntherian males with any life left in their balls. As he had just entered his eighteenth year and was preparing to wed, the scientist explained that it was vital that Prince Conrad’s sexual abilities were restored so that he could continue the family line. 

Jake listened intently and nodded his understanding of the situation. The Mayor further explained that the Prince was still a virgin and must remain so until his wedding night. Therefore, a sexual encounter between Jake and the Prince was out of the question. If Jake agreed, the Prince would allow his testicles to be injected with Jake's sperm. The sooner they could revive the Prince’s potency, the sooner he could lead his people into a rebellion against the evil warlord. 

Jake grimaced inwardly at the thought of what he had to do, but immediately agreed to the procedure. He knew how vital the Prince was as a symbol of hope and freedom to the Pyntherian people, and he was willing to do whatever was necessary to restore the beautiful young man’s virility. 

While the scientist prepared the equipment for the sperm transfer, the regal Prince knelt down before Jake, pressed his forehead against the back of Jake’s hand, and arose. He sincerely thanked the astonished Space Ranger for all of his efforts to save his people as well as himself. The Prince knew Jake’s donation of semen would not be pleasurable, and assured him that his sacrifice would be rewarded. Jake blushed at the young man’s words and actions and returned the thanks. Though the Prince put on a very brave and stoic face, Jake could sense the fear that underlay the young man’s regal and erect bearing, so he placed one large hand on the young man’s well-muscled shoulder and assured him that he would do whatever he could to help the Prince overthrow the evil tyrant. 

The two men were led to adjacent examination tables and asked to strip naked. As Jake stripped, he couldn’t help but glance over at the young Prince, and was happy to see that the young man’s heavy genitals were as impressive as the rest of his beautiful body. The lad’s penis was long and thick, beautifully formed and extending more than halfway to his knees even in its current flaccid state. The young man’s balls were of a respectable size as well, despite having no doubt shrunk considerably due to the effects of Emperor Khrang’s infertility pathogen. One of Jake’s eyebrows rose in admiration, for surely when restored to full strength and vigor, the young man must possess one of the largest sets of nuts on the planet! 

Jake lay his nude body back on the cold examination table. The scientist offered to strap the man’s wrists and ankles to the table, but Jake assured him that he would be able to hold still for the procedure. Besides, Jake said with a wry grin, the simple restraints wouldn’t be nearly strong enough to hold him if really he wanted to break free. The scientist likewise chuckled in response, and realized that what Jake was saying was no doubt correct. The Prince, however, was securely strapped down to his table for his own safety to make sure he didn’t writhe or otherwise move during the procedure. 

Jake twisted his head to gaze at the stunningly handsome Prince. Though Jake was apprehensive, he had willed his body into a calm and relaxed state, telling himself (and quite truthfully) that his balls had experienced far more pain than what they were about to endure. He was sure that the Prince had never experienced anything like this before, however, so when the young man’s crystal blue eyes met Jake’s steady gaze, he once again reassured the frightened young man that everything would be okay.  

The lead scientist returned to Jake’s side, carrying a tray with antiseptics and a very large syringe with a very long needle. He had to once again will his body to relax as the scientist gently swabbed the surface of Jake’s voluminous and meat-packed scrotum with disinfectant. Jake had chosen to forego an anesthetic, for he knew he would spend the rest of the day inseminating other males and would need full sensation in his balls to do so at peak ability. 

The scientist told Jayse to brace himself, and then with one swift motion plunged the thick needle deep into the very heart of Jake’s monstrous left ball. The big man let out a short grunt of pain, and his incredibly strong hands gripped the sides of the metal table so hard that it creaked and threatened to buckle. But the mighty warrior otherwise remained perfectly still as the scientist drew back the plunger and drew more than 10 ccs of pure, raw sperm directly out of the harpooned nut. Sharp pain radiated from the giant ball, which quaked spasmodically at the cruel invasion. But soon enough, the needle was removed from the quivering bollock. The scientist paused to clean the length of the needle with a disinfectant before plunging it into Jake’s right ball, repeating the procedure and drawing another 10 ccs or so from that huge nut. 

With the first half of the procedure over, Jake was allowed to sit up and nurse his stinging balls. A tiny pinprick of blood on the surface of each ball was the only visible evidence of the needle’s recent intrusion, and Jake knew that the tiny amount of internal damage to his nuts from the needle’s passage would be completely healed within minutes, thanks to his biologically engineered powers of healing. Even now, the ache in his balls was quickly fading, and he knew he’d be able to resume his insemination duties shortly. 

Jake rose and walked over to the Prince’s bedside, grasping one of the young man’s shackled hands in his much larger one and again speaking reassurances to the lad. The young man was clearly thankful for the support, and he surprised everyone else in the room when he decided to forego anesthetic as well. He said that if the Space Ranger was willing to suffer so much for a people who weren’t even his own, then how could he, Prince of the Realm, do any less. Jake looked down at this beautiful young man, barely more than a boy, and felt even greater admiration for him. 

When the Prince signaled his readiness, the scientist plunged the needle into the first of the young man’s balls. Prince Conrad yelped in pain, but clenched his teeth and struggled to not make another sound, the veins and muscles in his neck standing out in deep relief at the extreme effort. Jake watched as half of the syringe’s contents of thick white goo was injected directly into the interior of Prince Conrad’s ball, causing it to plump and balloon dramatically as it was forced to contain the large shot of viscous fluid. Tears streamed from the lad’s eyes as the needle was plunged a second time into his other ball, but Jake was impressed that the young man never cried out. As the second needle was removed from the handsome lad’s now cum-bloated ball, Jake complimented the Prince and told him that his father would have been tremendously proud of him. Prince Conrad smiled weakly, the first smile that Jake had seen on his handsome face, and thanked Jake in return. 

As soon as the procedure was over, the scientist examined Prince Conrad’s scrotum and then bandaged his swollen sac. The Mayor then led Prince Conrad topside to a vehicle that was waiting to spirit him away to his next hiding place. Jake watched the young man go, saying a silent prayer that the boy would remain safe. 

Jake was offered more time to recover from the painful sperm extraction, but the big muscle man declined. He knew that every moment of delay meant another young man would lose his testicles forever, so he was eager to get back to work. The research team was once again moved by the young muscle man’s devotion to their cause, and immediately started lining up the next queue of young Pyntherian males eagerly awaiting their own sperm injection from the massive hunk. 

Just to prove his unquestioned status as the greatest stud bull that ever lived, Jake went on to tie the previous day’s record of 96 men inseminated in one day, despite the fact that he’d lost more than an hour at the beginning of the day to the sperm-transference procedure with Prince Conrad. And the following day, he achieved another record-breaking first, becoming the first man in the history of the human race to ejaculate 100 times in a single day! 

Jake just hoped that all of his efforts would be enough to pull the Pyntherian people back from the brink of extinction.