The other day when I was talking to a friend, she mentioned how her biological clock was ticking and how she prepared to be a healthy mother. That reminds me of a crazy experience I had quite a long time ago.
I had this female couple friends (translation: lesbian) that I had known for quite some time. Dare I say we were pretty close friends and sometimes we just hang out, talking, drinking beer, watching football games (American football, not the EPL), eating, watching movies and stuff. Just the stuff friends do together.
One day, one of them was talking about how she wanted to have a child, an offspring, for them couple and that would be very special. I suggested adoption since, well, it is biologically impossible for two females couples to get pregnant without one sex being the sperm donor. She said she would think of adoption but she would prefer to have her own biological offspring, and that would be something more special to them.
After that conversation, I didn’t think much about the topic.
A few weeks later, she called me up and said she got something to discuss with me. I went over to their place, which was quite near to where I was staying, and when I reached, they were sitting on the couch, having lemonades and waiting for me to arrive. I sat down opposite them, turned on the TV and flipped the channel to ESPN and started to drink beer.
“Adrian?” one of them said.
“Yeah,” I replied automatically while watching the latest NBA score, “what’s up?”
“Do you remember how we talked about having our own children?” she said.
“Of course,” again, I replied automatically as I was glued to the final seconds of the game. It was playoffs, and I put my bets on the team and it was a really close game, “I do remember. So you guys wanna adopt?”
She thought for awhile, “No, and that’s why we are asking you to come here.”
“Uh huh,” I replied, didn’t know what was coming, “so what can I help?”
“We want you to be our child’s father,” she said very slowly.
I thought I heard it wrongly, and I unglued my sights from the TV, turned slowly and looked at them with wide eyes. It wasn’t a good few seconds until I replied, “You want me to be what?”
She said, very carefully, “You know how it is impossible for us to have baby unless there is a man involved. We don’t want to adopt. We want to have our very own baby. So we thought long and hard and we think you are the best…er..donor.”
I thought they were joking, “Oh okay. So how do you want it? Do you want it in a jar or should we go to a clinic?”
Then I watched the game again.
They looked at each other, and said, “No, clinic is too expensive and we do not have that kind of budget. We want it the … erm…. natural way.”
I laughed, still thinking they were joking. “So you mean we should have sex, the natural way, so you can conceive a baby.”
They simply nodded. I laughed again, and I was thinking out loud, “Man, this is funny. This will be the first time I fuck a lesbian.”
“Lesbians,” she corrected me.
“Huh? You mean both of you? I thought you want to be a mother?” I asked. This time the game wasn’t that interesting anymore.
“Well, there might be a chance I cannot conceive. But with both of us, we will have a higher chance. We try to make this a one-time thing,” she answered.
Suddenly it hit me; they were not joking about wanting me to be the father of their child. “You guys are not joking, are you?” I asked.
“No,” she replied, “we are really serious and we sincerely think that you are the best candidate.”
“Why me?” I asked, stupidly.
“Well, we are close friends and we feel really comfortable around you,” she said, “And of course you are good looking, funny, smart, and we want those genes.”
“Huh? Me? Good looking? Er… I need to think about it,” I told them.
“Well, we called you because we think you are the best, and after my calculation, next Tuesday onwards will be the best time for both of us to conceive,” she looked at her partner with great love, “so we want you to stay here with us for 3 days next week, to.. er.. you know…”
“I really need to think about it,” I said.
She said with great sincerity, “We understand. Please do consider it and we will hold all the responsibilities. No string attached and we really hope you will do it.”
“Okay, I will think about it carefully,” I replied.
Honestly, what are the odds that a man get to do a lesbian in his lifetime? I mean, beside the possibility that the female did not realize that she swings the other way when she make love to the man. Furthermore, this is 2 lesbians that we are talking about! Two hot lesbians! I mean, free sex for 3 days non-stop, do nothing but hump each other like a bunny and hopefully one of the bullets will strike bull’s eye. I mean, how could a man with full of energy and sexual needs refuse that?
Men have two heads, and normally we use the wrong head to think. Seriously, even using both heads to think, I did not see any reason to object to that. First of all, I would be doing them a favor as they wanted a child. Secondly, I get to do two young hot beautiful lesbians. Thirdly, what are the odds that I will get to do a lesbian again in my life time?
But I had one big concern; if I were to do it, I will have a child with them, but then I am only biologically related as I will not be a part of the child’s life. Did I really want that?
After thinking for long and deep, finally Monday came, and she called me again.
“Adrian? So will you come over and stay with us for 3 days?” she asked.
“No. I am sorry. I really wanted to help, but I don’t want to have a child and not being able to be the father of the child. I simply can not do it,” I told her honestly. But more honest is that if there was no child nor pregnancy involved, I would have jumped into the sack and humped them day and night for 3 days straight.
I could hear her sighed on the other end of the phone, “I understand. Thank you though, for considering it.”
“That is the least I can do. I am really sorry though,” I said.
Later, I heard that they found some other sperm donor, and then I moved to another state so I didn’t get to see them. But I heard they did conceive a baby, and it was a girl.
To think of it, I passed on a chance to have sex with 2 hot young beautiful lesbians. I am not sure if I should slap myself or congratulate myself. But if I were to experience it again, I am not sure if I would do the same thing again.
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