15/04/2019 The day we attend the fertility clinic for the first time (Monday)

We arrive at the clinic for 9.23 am, our appointment is scheduled for 9.30 am. Thankfully it isn’t the last minute rush that we had when travelling down to Heathrow Airport to catch the flight – phew!

We head inside the clinic which is situated in a quiet leafy suburb just outside Boston MA. We head upstairs and are greeted by Matthew, the clinic coordinator, who I’ve been corresponding with via email for the last couple of months.

Matthew explains that the order of events will follow a slightly different route on this occasion. Usually the first consultation involves a meeting with the Doctor. However, due to a scheduling conflict we will be providing our first sperm sample today and the usual consultation will take place on Wednesday morning. I had already confirmed that this was fine a couple of weeks ago and so this wasn’t a shock.

Matthew takes us through to a laboratory, as we walk into the lab our shoes stick to the sticky white floor mat and we create foot prints on the white mat – Matthew explains that the mat is sticky on purpose in order to catch dirt and bacteria from the soles of our shoes. Matthew explains that once we have produced our sperm samples we should write our name and date of birth on the sample cups, secure the screw cap, and place the sample cup on the Perspex and steel unit in the lab. The lab unit has integral extractors sucking air out of the unit which you can feel as you put your hand inside.

We walk back out of the lab and are shown into the sample room which is pretty much a bathroom with a small waiting area adjoined, separated by a lockable wooden door. The waiting area has one fixed seat and another wooden door with a lock separating it from the reception area.

I go first, as I walk into the bathroom/sample room I notice the sample cups on the window ledge. They are sealed with a paper sticker and covered in a clear plastic bag. I unpack one sample cup but notice that the label on the cup mentions that it is only sterile until the lid is removed and so I leave the lid attached and will open this up later when feel the urge LOL. I write my name and date of birth on the sample cup.

I take a look around the small room and notice about twelve editions of Gay Times and some other moderate adult magazines. The latest edition of Gay Times has none other than AJ Pritchard on the front cover. Who doesn’t love a bit of AJ Pritchard from Strictly Come Dancing ;-). I’d do the pasodoble with him any day, haha. There is a bowl with packets of lube on the bathroom cabinet, should you wish to lubricate. There is also a toilet, sink, hand wipes, soap dispenser, etc. in the room.

I crack on and produce my sample – you really don’t need anymore details than that HAHAHA! I open the door and let Leo go next. I check to make sure that he has sufficient material to help him produce PMSL! He does – this lad came prepared... ;-p

A little time passes whilst Leo is doing the deed, I take the opportunity to check my work emails and social media accounts. A short time goes by, then the door opens and that’s it – job done :0)

We leave the small waiting room and walk back into the lab via the reception area. We place our samples on the lab steel and Perspex unit and walk back out to reception, stepping back onto the sticky white floor mat.

Matthew tells us that this is all that is required today and that we will have our consultation with the doctor on Wednesday morning. The consultation on Wednesday will take roughly one and a half hours and we will provide further sperm samples, together with blood and urine samples.

We thanked Matthew for everything, shook his hand – which felt weird, despite having both washed our hands, given that we had both just jerked off 5 – 10 minutes beforehand. If I was Matthew I’d constantly be washing my hands or avoiding handshakes with guys that have just jerked themselves off, LOL.

Leo and I leave the fertility clinic and head to the Burlington Mall for shopping and lunch.

To be continued... xx