MAAM

TESTICLES, MINOR, Warning:  Young children

Summary: MAAM, Mothers Against Adolescent Masturbation, is a national organization with chapters in most states. The women get together once a month and commiserate with each other about their teenage kids’ vile habits and exchange tuna casserole recipes and such. Men are not welcome at these meetings.

“Men are all bastards,” Mora said, taking a sip from her glass of sacramental
Chablis. “If not for their responsibility to reproduce they all should be
castrated at puberty.” Mora had been married three times and every one of her
exes had cheated on her. Of course, her weighing three hundred pounds and
having a tongue like a viper had nothing to do with their infidelity. “All
adult males should be fitted with chastity devices,” she continued. “And they
should only be released to satisfy their reproductive obligations. Once they
have fathered a couple of kids, hopefully daughters, they should get the
knife.”

“You go girl!” Annie exclaimed. “I feel the same way. I bought a 3000 over the
Internet and make my husband wear it all of the time, except for a couple of
hours a month, of course,” she said with a sly wink. A few more of the ladies
exchanged notes about what sloppy sperm-spewing creatures that their husbands
and sons were, and each offered their personal recommendations about how to
deal with masturbation. Chastity devices seemed to be universally recommended
for men, while punishment, sanctions, and hand restraints at night were
preferred for teenage boys. The most militant advocated castration as the
ultimate cure.

Marlene sat quietly in the corner sipping a Diet Pepsi and took all of this
in. She didn’t hate men; she’d come to the meeting for information. She liked
sex, and since her husband’s death two years ago she considered her Ultra-Vibe
80 to be her best friend, and she certainly didn’t begrudge her three sons
their pursuit of pleasure. She knew, however, that if left to their own
devices the boys would spend too much of their spare time masturbating and she
hoped the support group would help her set reasonable limits to their activity
and also give her some hints about how to openly discuss the subject with the
boys. She had figured out that the meeting was a waste of time and had decided
to leave when another woman spoke up.

“Well, I solved the problem before it even became a problem,” Tina offered.

“How did you do that?” Mora asked.

“All my husband could give me were boys,” Tina explained. “I wanted girls, so
once the bastard ran out on me I turned my boys into girls.”

“Sydney and Leslie? Boys? I don’t believe it.” Annie questioned.

Tina got up and strode to the back door. “Girls, would you come in here a
minute, please?” Tina took he two daughters everywhere with her, and they were
both playing in the back yard while their mother was inside male bashing.

“Yes Mom?” Sydney, the younger girl asked. She looked to be about ten years
old and was dressed, like her sister, in red shorts and a simple pink top that
showed her bare midriff. Both girls had fine features and long blonde hair.

“Would you girls please pull down your panties and show these nice ladies what
you look like?”

“Here, Mom?” The older girl looked around nervously.

“Yes dear. There aren’t any boys or men around, it’s just us women so it’s
okay.” The girls hesitated a few second then simultaneously thumbed down their
shorts, looked at each other for reassurance then pulled down their thin
panties and stood facing the ladies in the room. They both had the slender
hips and thighs of young girls, but each also sported a tiny penis, no more
than two inches long. Neither had any trace of a scrotum. “Thank you, girls,”
Tina said, “You can go back out and play now.”

“How old were they when you, you know, did it?” Mora asked, once the girls had
left the room. She had been nervously squirming in her chair since seeing the
castrated boys, and a small damp stain could now be seen in the crotch of her
tightly stretched jeans.

“Oh, lets see. Sydney had just turned two, so Leslie would have been three.”

“How’d you do it, anyway? Mora pried, refilling her wine glass from the box in
the refrigerator. Her lips had turned bright red, and her face was flushed
with excitement.

“Oh, I just gave them each a shot to put them asleep and cleaned off the
kitchen table. I had just gotten out of nursing school and had a lot of stuff
around the house and was pretty handy with scissors. I just slit their bags
open, tied off their little grapes, and snipped them off. Then I removed their
scrotums and stitched them up nice and neat. They were up and about in no
time. There’s really not much to it if you keep everything nice and clean. I
could probably teach anyone how in an hour or so.”

“Has it ever occurred to you that sometime or other, maybe in a couple of
years when they dress down for PE for example, that someone might notice that
they’re somehow a little different from the other girls?” Marlene asked,
somewhat sarcastically.

“Oh that won’t be a problem,” Tina said. “Their father is quite well off now,
and he has agreed to pay for the necessary surgery to complete their
transformation.”

“You mean he knows about it?” Marlene was incredulous.

“Oh sure,” Tina said, “I even gave him the option. He could have them and they
could remain boys, or he could let me keep them and I could do as I pleased.
Of course, I also threatened him with castration if he didn’t let me do it to
the boys. That scared him so badly that he never even asked to see his kids.”

Marlene had heard enough; she left the room, got in her car, and drove
directly home. She was a lawyer and technically an officer of the court, but
she honestly didn’t know if a law had been broken. Even if a criminal act had
been committed, the children believed that they were girls and were apparently
happy. She was absolutely sure, however, that Tina and Mora were both
extremely sick bitches and she vowed to have nothing more to do with them or
their group.

“Hey guys, come in here a minute,” she called out the back door to the three
shirtless teenagers who’d been lounging around the pool.

“What’s up, Mom?” Brett asked, striding into the kitchen with his two brothers
in trail.

“Just stand there,” Marlene said. “I just want to look at you for a minute.”
Brett, the oldest, was nearly sixteen and as far a Marlene could tell he spent
all of his time thinking about what kind of car she might buy him. A few curls
of hair protruded above the waistband of his shorts but stopped shy of his
navel. More dark hair covered his muscular calves, and although he didn’t need
to shave regularly, a fine dark shadow graced his upper lip and chin. Michael,
now fourteen and a freshman in high school, was a few inches taller and had
lighter hair than his older brother. He was a good looking kid, and most of
the evening phone calls from girls were for him. He had no trace of facial
hair but fine blonde curls adorned his thighs. Kevin, the smallest, had just
turned thirteen and was the baby of the family, and he sometimes copped an
attitude that supported that nickname. He would be an eighth grader next fall,
and still had the smooth, flawless skin and hairless legs of a child. It was
only the contra-alto crack of his voice-and the stains on his sheets-that
announced his ascent into puberty.

“Okay guys, drop your shorts. I want to do a short-arm inspection.” Marlene’s
late husband had told her about military life, and up until his death he’d
occasionally inspected his sons’ genitals. She hadn’t seen them nude since
they had been young children.

“Mom!” Michael indignantly complained.

“I gave birth to you and I wiped your little butts when you were babies. I
certainly won’t be shocked at seeing you naked now.” Marlene stated. The boys
all turned read with embarrassment, but all knew better than to disobey their
mother, and after looking at each other for a few seconds they all slowly
lowered their baggy swim trunks.

Marlene stepped back and slowly scanned her three sons: Brett, almost a man,
Michael, the well-endowed teenage heartthrob, and Kevin, her baby, now an
adolescent capable of reproduction. She envied their teenage masculinity and
could practically smell the testosterone that they exuded, and she couldn’t
imagine why Tina would castrate her own sons. “Okay,” she finally said, and
once they had pulled their shorts back up she wrapped her arms around them and
gave them all a hug. “I love you all,” she said, “Just they way you are.”

“What the heck was all that about?” Kevin asked his brothers.

“Beats me,” Brett answered. “Mom must be wigging out about something or
other.”

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All Hat No Cattle (Part 11)

Summary: In which Larry, our protagonist, is held up to ridicule. Literally.

Usually about an hour after sundown, Barn C's lights were dimmed
and then extinguished.  Within minutes, the imprisoned male stock
began a comparison of experiences from the day just ended.  The
evening after the public torture of Larry's abusive handler, int-
erest in his impressions of the event was running high.  "What
did they do to her?", came a question out of the dark, "Was she
bleeding?", came another.  Inflated a little by the attention,
Larry began to embroider his tale and then launched into some un-
flattering descriptions of the company officials responsible for
the afternoon's brutal object lesson.  The ensuing laughter in
the dark barn encouraged him and he pursued his new popularity
with the avidity of a romance novelist, piling on imaginary de-
tails and completely unaware of management's recording device
positioned just below the rafters in the ceiling.

After his semen had been extracted by the milking machine the
following morning, and as he was lining up with the others for
his feeding, Larry was abruptly collared and pulled out of the
queue by two guards.  "You don't want to eat breakfast today,"
one of them pronounced, "you'll just end up losing it anyway."
"The Boss heard what you had to say about her last night," said
the other, "and you're really in for it now."  The dragged him
into the very area that had been used to torture the blonde
wrangler the previous day.  But now, where the stocks had been
earlier, there stood what looked like a truncated gallows, a
length of rough rope dangling from its rough-hewn cross-piece.
He was roped securely to one of the vertical supports and left
while the guards went to assemble his fellow victims.

(to be continued)

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the meal

Summary: a strange evening with my prospectives

The Meal.
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Donna and I had been dating for a month and now I had been invited to
 her home to meet her daughter and have some home cooked food.

We met at the office and travelled home together.

I offered to make some tea. "That'll be great". Donna went to the sitting
room and waited. I rumaged around the cupbaords.

I was looking for tea bags when I discovered a cupboard full of male
genitalia in various states of preserve. What should I do. I made the tea
and took it to them. Playing it cool. Make my excuses and go.

Donna drank some tea and left to make dinner. Sharlene was at the table
doing homework. What are you studying. Biology. Male reproductive organs.
She opened up her bag and brought out a massive penis - it's a horse's
penis. Big isnt it. And then took out some bull's Testes. These belonged
to a bull. If you had things this big, you couldn't walk could you.

I laughed politely. Donna returned and shut the door. On Sharlene's plate
was two men's penis, 4 testes and mash potato. My mouth dropped open. I got
up and headed for the door. It was locked. "Where are YOU going?" demanded
Donna. Sharlene bit the head of one of the penises. I felt weak. Donna slipped
out of her dress. She was naked. Her beautiful curvey womanly form walked towards me. My
legs were like jelly. She dropped to my knees and undid my trousers. I
couldn't resist her advances. She slipped down my pants and my erect cock
sprung up. "Dont worry, I've never done anything to hurt anyone". She slipped
my cock into her mouth.


Stealing Heaven Castration

Summary: This is a description of the castration scene in the 1988 movie Stealing Heaven, about Heloise and Abelard. It\'s a decent movie if you can find a copy of it.

Abelard awoke to the sheet being ripped off his sleeping body. Groggily, he
rolled over to find out the meaning of the intrusion. Dark, hooded human
shapes stood around his bed. Without any hesitation, two of them grabbed his
arms. As Abelard twisted and struggled, still in a confused stupor, he found
his voice, but it was sleep-choked and mostly unintelligible, "Hey...no...!"
The man holding Abelard's left wrist put a strong arm across the top portion
of his chest, also restraining his neck and cutting off most of the air from
Abelard's windpipe. He gasped in ragged breaths, but was unable to speak. At
the same time, two more cloaked men grabbed his thrashing legs. He felt one of
the men pulling back his nightshirt, exposing his naked lower half. This had
only just registered in his mind when he felt a hand roughly grab his
testicles.

Abelard gasped and renewed his thrashing, but to no avail. He racked his brain
for some sort of explanation for this treatment, for some sort of recognition
of any of the hooded men, but he could not find either. The hand on his
testicles was pulling them down sharply, away from his body and the feeling
was foreign and painful. Then another robed man stepped into his line of
vision and Abelard's blood ran cold. This man was carrying a menacing looking
knife, very small, but curved and sharp. Even in his sleep-addled brain,
Abelard began to make the connection between the pain he was feeling in his
testicles and the sadistic smile on the newest man's face...

He felt another burst of pain from between his legs, like something had been
tied tightly around the top of his scrotum. The hand then released him, but
the pain remained in a dull ache. Abelard knew something bad was about to
happen to him, unconsciously he had already figured it out, but his
consciousness was blocking it, so horrifyingly repugnant the mere idea was to
him. The man with the knife was now standing directly between his legs. He
reached out a hand, and Abelard felt his testicles being once again pulled
away from his body. He had been thrashing through the entire process (which
had only taken about twenty seconds so far), but now he fought his attackers
with renewed strength. While he managed to raise his body a little further off
of the bed, the men easily continued to hold him down. The man lowered the
knife. Abelard's eyes went wide with terror and disbelief as he felt the knife
hook around the top of his scrotum...

Without hesitation, the man jerked the knife upward as hard as he could.
Abelard's scream could be heard for miles. Despite the man's arm on his
throat, Abelard's scream was deafening. The pain was unbelievable, unbearable.
There could not be a word extreme enough to describe the pain that was
radiating from between his legs. His entire body was tense, his mouth opened
as wide as it would go, his eyes bulging. Abelard was in agony and his body
had transformed into a high-pitched scream. The men had released him and were
fleeing into the night, but Abelard was not conscious of this. Tears streamed
down his face, and all that he was aware of was the pain and the emptiness
between his legs that was consuming him...

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Neuticle or Fake Balls

Summary: True Story from local paper

Neuticle

From a Southern California Paper Dated 1/8/00
and simply entitled...

Update

News of the Weird reported in 1996 on the then-brand-new testicle
for dogs ("Neuticles," invited by Gregg Miller of Independence,
MO.), thought to be helpful to neutered dogs that somehow would
feel embarrassed after castration. In November, Miller said he had
scheduled his first human for an FDA-approved Neuticle implant:
Californian Jim Webb, who had a testicle removed to relieve chronic
swelling.


Superman Gets Trapped Part 2

Summary: Further adventures of Superman and Mistress Jade.

` Chapter4 `

Lex Luthor was called by Annie O.

"We got him big boss man!" Annie blared into the telephone.

"Excellent" Luthor sneered, "Where are you?"

"We are at Mistress Jade's Dungeon on Weed Street." Annie answered.

"Jade is having some fun with the super stud. We tied his arms and legs wide
apart. He's in his birthday suit by the way and I did two great knots of
kryptonite rope around those big ol bull balls of his. Jade is tied on top of
him facing, er, the other way, if you know what I mean?"

"69???" Luthor interjected. "How interesting."

"Yeah, Jade is deep throating the super stud and the ropes tied to his bull
balls are tied around her neck so everytime she moves the big beefy stud yelps
like a pup. It's quite a sight!" Annie cheerfully explained.

"I'll be over right away." Luthor said.

"We'll be waiting!" Annie said. They hung up.

This was too wonderful to believe. Luthor rushed out of his office. Thoughts
of what he would see danced in his head. He wondered what he would do next
with the captured superhero. The possibilities were endless.

Back at Mistress Jade's Dungeon Superman was quietly moaning. He had cum in
Jade's mouth 5 times already and was getting hard again. She moaned with
pleasure as his erection grew. He had Jade's pussy juice all over his face.
Her hot cunt burned into his face. Now everytime he licked her she quivered up
and down. Her tits would jiggle all over his tight abs. Superman could feel
Jade's fingers touching his ankles. She was struggling to tie his ankles free
from the kryptonite knots. Suddenly, Superman felt his legs break free from
their restraints. He brought his legs together and breathed a sigh of relief.
He could feel some of his strength returning. He was able to turn his bum over
to the right and bring his leg in so that Jade was able to pull her mouth from
his big dick. She pulled up to release and the kryptonite knots on his nads
tightened. He yelped in pain but then it loosened quickly because Jade's head
was free. She quickly brought her head down to his nut sack and took his right
ball in her mouth. Superman moaned in ecstasy and shock. Superman's ball was
the size of an apple but Jade had an incredibly wide mouth. She quickly began
untying the knot around his right ball with her tongue. Superman could feel
Jade's tongue licking and wrapping around and around his right nut. The
feeling was so good. His cock became engorged. Jade was incredibly skilled
with her tongue and was able to untie the knot with minimal pain inflicted on
Superman's gonad. She quickly moved to the left testicle. Superman gritted his
teeth and came all over Jade's tits and his stomach.

He felt incredibly embarrassed that he would lose control of his cock like
this. "Sorry." He called down to Jade.

She popped his nut out of her mouth. "No problem Superman. I've been doing the
same thing to you. Mine just doesn't shoot so much and so far." She began to
laugh.

Superman smiled. She made him feel comfortable in the most humiliating and
compromising position. He was beginning to develop strange feelings for this
beautiful brunette with the green, cat eyes.

With his ankles and balls free from their kryptonite knots Superman was
beginning to feel much stronger. He was able to look up to his right along
Jade's gorgeous, silky white, long leg to her ankle and her restraint. He
carefully shot radiation from his eyeballs to burn her rope away. He moved to
her other leg and burned that knot too. Jade was able to lift up her body and
pull her legs out underneath her. When her legs got all the way around she was
sitting on Superman's crotch. His dick instantly became hard and slipped into
Jade's open pussy. Jade shrieked in joy and shock. His cock was impaling her
but it felt so good. Her pussy was so sore from all the super sucking but this
filling of her pussy pushed her over the edge with erotic sensation and
orgasm. Jade found herself crying.

"What's wrong?" asked Superman with much concern.

"Nothing, nothing, please just keep doing this, it is amazing, I feel so good,
thank you, thank you, thank you!" Jade cried as she came again and again.
Superman's head went back and he cried out with great anguish. He exploded his
supercum into Jade. His legs jittered for many minutes.

Jade was able to use her toes to untie her hands. She was incredibly limber
and ambidextrous. When she was completely untied she jumped off of the table
and moved to the side of Superman. She went to his arms to untie his wrists.
She looked down at his warm face and kissed him passionately. He took her
tongue lustfully into his mouth. Superman had never felt this good before. He
felt guilty because he had never felt this passionate about Lois Lane even
though he loved her. He felt conflicted. How could he love Lois Lane but feel
this lustful for Jade.

"What is your name?" Superman asked Jade as she went to untie his right wrist.

"I am Jade."

Just as she said that Superman saw a bat come down hard onto Jade's head. He
yelled out but it was too late. Jade's eyes closed and she fell to the ground.
Behind her stood Lex Luthor.

"I knew that bitch would betray me. She has fallen in love with you." Lex
cursed and began to pace back and forth. Annie O stood to the side with a
confused look on her face.

Superman was feeling much stronger. He looked up at his right arm and used his
radiation eyes to burn the kryptonite knot enough to break out of it. He
looked over to the left arm and began to do the same. Luthor reacted quickly.

"Get him Annie before he breaks free!" Luthor yelled.

Superman could see Annie pull out the dreaded kryptonite sock with the
kryptonite tennis ball inside of it from her belt. He had to hurry.

Annie was still confused so she moved slowly. Superman broke free of his
constraints and flew off of the table. He flew right into Annie and knocked
her across the room. He flew over to Luthor.

"You shouldn't have hit Jade Luthor. You are going to hurt for that." Superman
said with much passion.

Luthor swung the bat at Superman and it broke over his arm. Superman stood
there unaffected. Superman grabbed Luthor by the throat and lifted him from
the ground. Luthor gurgled as a look of fear entered his eyes. Just then
Superman felt an incredible pain surge from his testicles. He was naked and
his beefy balls had been swinging between his legs unprotected when Annie had
taken her opportunity to swing the kryptonite ball into his nut pouch from
behind. Superman dropped Luthor and reached his hands to his balls. Just then
Bruno entered the room.

"Get him Bruno" Lex yelled.

Bruno was a big man. He approached Superman as Superman slowly sunk to his
knees from the incredibly painful blow he had just received. Bruno went around
the back of Superman and grabbed his arms from underneath. He put Superman
into a headlock. Superman's hands were forced away from his nuts.

"Guess I gotta scramble some eggs." Annie O laughed as she quickly swung the
kryptonite sock ball into Superman's unprotected nuts. His nuts were hanging a
good 9 inches from his body and when the kryptonite ball made contact it hit
directly between the hanging nuts. "Whack!" Superman's nuts swung up into the
air and banged against his ass. When the nuts swung back down the kryptonite
ball was there again to give him another hit. "Whack!" Superman yelled in
utter pain and agony. Annie was ready every time the apple-sized nuts hit
Superman's ass and came back down to their hanging position. "Whack, whack,
thud, smack, bang, whack, boom." Superman screamed aloud.
"ARGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH"

"Yee-haw!" Screamed Annie. She loved to do this. "Let's have some more fun
shall we?" Annie said coyly. Superman's head hung down, his knees spread wide
with Bruno behind him holding him in the headlock and holding Superman's knees
apart with his legs. Superman's huge marble bag hung 9 inches down between his
legs. It was red and sore. His limp dick hung 6 inches down over his nuts but
offered little protection. Annie reached down and grabbed the flesh that
attached Superman's balls to his body. She squeezed it tight so that
Superman's apple balls were squeezed to the bottom of their sack. She quickly
brought a kryptonite rope around the flesh and made a tight noose around the
nut sack. She pulled and the noose went tight. Superman raised his head and
yelled. She tied another noose with another kryptonite rope around Superman's
limp cock. She pulled and the noose went tight around the base of his shaft.
"Uggggg" Annie passed the rope tied to Superman's enormous gonads between his
legs and up between his ass cheeks. "Pardon me darling." She winked at Bruno.
Bruno moved out from between Superman's legs. Annie took the rope and made a
difficult knot around Superman's wrists. She pulled tight. Superman shuddered.
Annie took the slack end of the rope and pulled up. "Come on Super stud, get
on up!" Superman's wrists were forced up into the air. His balls were tied to
the wrists and they were pulled up between his ass cheeks. Superman grunted
out a strange animal sound. Bruno let Superman go and Superman's head fell
forward his ass facing up into the air. Annie couldn't resist. His huge apple
nuts were pulled up under his ass and pulling up his ass cheeks. Annie put her
whole arm into the kryptonite sock and positioned the kryptonite ball in the
sock against her knuckles. She took a hard punch at Superman's package
stretched to it's limit between his legs. Superman screamed in pure agony.

"Get up now or I'll have to keep punching Superman" said Annie. He didn't
move. She stepped back and delivered an uppercut punch into Superman's
ballsack. "OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
UGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH" Despite the pain Superman began to
struggle to get up. He did not want to get punched again. The pain was
unbearable. He had been in so many battles and fights throughout his lifetime
and now he was brought to his knees by a tiny cowgirl with a rope, sock and
tennis ball. Superman stood up grunting the entire time. He tried to keep
going by flying up into the air but Annie was anticipating it. She tugged down
hard on the rope and Superman stopped dead in the air. His nuts pulling him
back down to earth.

"Go ahead boss and take the other rope" Annie chirped to Lex Luthor.

Luthor was watching in complete amazement. Annie O had no idea how easy she
was conquering the superhero. Luthor had been close so many times but he had
never been able to get Superman so completely in his power. Luthor felt a
strange stirring in his loins. He walked forward to the rope that dangled in
front of Superman. The rope tied to his limp dick. He reached down quickly and
grabbed it. Superman attempted to lunge out at Luthor but Annie quickly yanked
on the rope tied to his nuts from behind and Superman yelped in pain. Luthor
had the rope. He wrapped it around his wrist twice and grabbed it tightly in
his fist. He had a crazed smile on his face.

"How do you like that Supernothing!" Luthor yanked hard on the rope. Superman
was pulled towards him by his cock but Annie responded with a tug from behind.
Luthor moved the rope from the right to the left making Superman's dick swing
to the left and right. Luthor began to tug. Superman's thighs moved with the
direction of the rope. Luthor pulled harder and Superman began to back bend,
his ass tightening and squeezing his nuts that were lodged in his ass cheeks.
Superman's head raised towards the heavens and screamed a miserable sound.
Annie tugged from behind and moved from left to right making Superman's huge
gonads twist and turn and pull between his legs. Luthor kept pulling forward.
Every time Superman would walk on step closer to Luthor, Annie O would tug
from behind and Superman would bend over in incredible pain. Luthor would
respond by tugging hard on the kryptonite rope attached to Superman's rod and
the superhero would be forced to stand up and back bend up with his thighs
extended towards Luthor. Bruno began to laugh hysterically at the sight. All
three of the villians laughed at their cruelty. Bruno even took the sock and
kryptonite ball from Annie and would swing it around taunting Superman.
Superman was beginning to act like a caged animal. His mouth was salvating and
long grunting sounds came from his throat. His eyes were wild. Bruno would
lunge in and let the sling swing into Superman's crotch. It would randomly hit
Superman's perineum, prostate, gonads and penis. Everytime there was a direct
hit to Superman's scrotum Superman would cry out in pain.
"ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH"

It is hard to decide how long this went on. If you asked Superman it seemed
like an eternity. He had never been pulled, tugged, hit and squeezed in so
many directions at the same time. He fell to his knees many times but was
pulled to his feet by his cock or a direct shot to the apple nuts that were
quickly turning purple. If you asked Luthor, Annie and Bruno it seemed like a
few minutes. They wished it would last all day but eventually Superman simply
passed out. He fell to the ground and wouldn't respond to tugs or punches.
Luthor couldn't be more pleased. He promised Annie O and Bruno bonuses for
such a delightful afternoon.

"What should we do with him boss?" asked Bruno.

"Clean him up and put his Super suit on again. I've got a plan on how I will
humiliate the man of steel." Said Luthor.

"And tie her up too" Luthor said pointing to the unconcious form of Jade. He
walked past Jade and whispered "Traitor."

Annie looked over at Jade on the floor and felt a stinging pang of guilt. She
also felt concern for Jade's health. She was always in love with Jade and
would always be in love with Jade. That is why she had so much pleasure
ballbusting Superman. She knew that Luthor was right. Jade was in love with
Superman and it made her jealous. But still she didn't feel right about what
she had done.

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Collage course -- Eunuchs in Greek and Roman Society

Summary: Found this searching the web....sounds like an interesting course

HS3312 Eunuchs in Greek and Roman Society
Available in the Spring Semester of alternate years (1998/99,
2000/01)

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1 module: 10 credits

Necessary for: No courses currently build onto this one
Availability: All Ancient History Degree Schemes
Staff: Shaun Tougher

AIMS
To consider the cultural phenomenon of the castrated male in both
Greek and Roman society and the diverse roles that eunuchs
fulfilled in these societies. In addition to place the phenomenon
in a wider historical context.
OBJECTIVES
To understand the origins of eunuchs, methods of castration, the
desire to create or become a eunuch, and the contribution of
eunuchs to Greek and Roman society. Also to appreciate the nature
of the presentation of eunuchs in literary sources, from Herodotus
to Claudian. In addition to secure knowledge of the phenomenon of
the castrated male in other societies for comparative purposes.
SYLLABUS CONTENT
The time span runs from Herodotus’ Histories to Claudian’s
invectives against Eutropius, but incorporates material from other
periods and cultures for comparative purposes. The module considers
the phenomenon of the eunuch, the origins of eunuchs, castration
and self-castration, slavery and the slave trade, the attitude of
the law to eunuchs, eunuchs as the third sex, the literary image of
the eunuch, and the roles filled by eunuchs, concentrating
especially on the phenomenon of the powerful court eunuchs of late
antiquity.
GENERAL COURSE DESCRIPTION
Eunuchs are referred to in the texts of classical works from
Herodotus onwards, attaining a peak in late antiquity with the
emergence of a significant eunuch presence at the Roman court. The
module will trace this aspect of the worlds of Greece and Rome,
drawing on the piecemeal nature of the evidence, and focusing on
those texts that have a particularly significant contribution to
make to our knowledge of eunuchs, and the sexual, religious and
political roles of eunuchs. In addition the issue of eunuchs as a
third sex will be considered, as well as the phenomenon of the
eunuch in other societies, such as Byzantium, China, India, and
also in the world of opera.
PRELIMINARY READING
K. Hopkins, Conquerors and Slaves (Cambridge, 1978), chap. 4
J. Long, Claudian’s In Eutropium (Chapel Hill and London, 1996)
O. Patterson, Slavery and Social Death (Cambridge
Massachusetts/London, 1982), chap. 11
W. Stevenson, ‘The Rise of Eunuchs in Greco-Roman Antiquity’,
Journal of the History of Sexuality 5 (1995), pp. 495-511
S. F. Tougher, ‘Byzantine Eunuchs: An Overview’, in Women, Men and
Eunuchs: Gender in Byzantium, ed. Liz James (London and New York,
1997), pp. 168-184
Teaching: 11 lectures and 2 seminars
Assessment: 1 essay (50%) and 1 one hour examination (50%)

Other modules to consider taking in conjunction with this one:
HS3309 Greek Values
HS3362 Gender & Sexuality in Greece and Rome
HS3360 Slaves, Serfs and Freedmen

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Susan loses cherry; gains a pair....

Summary: Susan wants to lose her virginity. She offers Bob a threesome with his girlfriend, for that purpose. However, she has a hidden agenda...

` Susan was now in her last school year. She would get really horny when she
saw boys kissing girls. She wanted to lose her cherry, and decided on Bob as
the boy to do it. They started going out, and agreed to do it. Then one
evening, Susan saw him kissing & fondling Kelly..a girl who was blonde, leggy,
and huge-breasted. `

Susan rushed away before they could see her. Initially she burned with
jealousy. Then 2 other desires took hold. One, to avenge herself on Bob and
Kelly. Two, to squeeze Kelly's big tits and stroke her hair...Susan was slowly
beginning to find her sexuality.

Next day she met Bob, and said, "I know about Kelly." He tried to deny it, but
Susan said, " I don't mind. Is she a virgin?" "No," stuttered Bob. "Good,"
said Susan. "I want a 3-some - with both of you. That way I'd lose my
virginity with a man and a woman."

They agreed that it'd take place at Susan's place, one evening when her
parents were out. Susan brought along, and hid, a huge dildo.

They all stripped off. Susan almost creamed herself at the sight of Kelly's
heaving mound. She had to pretend to be gawping at Bob's middling-sized penis
and balls.

"Let's tie him up," sniggered Susan. Before he could protest, Bob had been
firmly bound and gagged by both girls. "What are we going to do??" asked
Kelly. "You'll see!!" said Susan. She pulled out the dildo, and enjoyed the
look of fear on Blob's face as he said to Kelly, "We're BOTH going to use this
to fuck him right up the arse!!"

Kelly was glad to hear that. Bob loved taking her up the arse, which she hated
but pretended to like. Susan took the first go, riding Bob's arse, till he
cried bitterly. Then Kelly took over, riding till his hole was no longer
tight.

Susan took Kelly's left index finger and put it in her cunt, touching her
hymen. "Want to take my cherry??" asked Susan. "Y-y-yes!!" said Kelly. "Then
cut off Bob's balls," said Susan. Kelly was reluctant, but couldn't turn down
the prize of another woman's virginity..and the feeling of power this would
give her. "Okay," she said.

Susan took out a razor, shaved Bob, and cut open his scrotum. She slapped him
smartly across the face to stop him crying. She pulled his balls out and left
them hanging out of the scrotum. Then she handed the razor to Kelly. "All
yours," she said.

Kelly looked triumphantly into Bob's eyes, enjoying the sheer terror. Then
with a swift slash, she cut his balls off.

Susan took them, placed them in a sample jar, and lay down, parting her legs.
Kelly still had the dildo on. She rode Susan, till they both came. With a dull
pop, Susan's hymen broke.

"I'll love you forever," said Kelly, getting up and removing the dildo. Susan
slapped her. "Turn around, " she ordered. Kelly did, thinking this was a dom
sex game. Susan tied her up.

"I didn't forgive you for what you've done, fucking my man," said Susan. "Here
you get yours!!" Susan picked up a heavy-buckled belt and mercilessly thrashed
Kelly's bare arse. Then she wore the dildo and brutally sodomized Kelly.

She untied the weeping couple. "Now fuck off!!" snapped Susan. "Kelly..you
wanted him. Now you've got him all to yourself...a 'man' with no balls!!"

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Size Matters

Summary: How do you deal with a drunken troublemaker at a dance? You distract him.

ôHey asshole, do you know I fucked your missus before you did?ö

He was motherless drunk and looking for a fight. Iĺd cheerfully have killed
him but he was a lot bigger than me.

He was a hell of a conversation stopper too. The other three couples on our
table looked at me wondering how I was going to deal with the situation.
Fortunately the band played on. Other couples were dancing on a crowded floor
and no-one except our table seem to have heard. Oh yes. Some people from
adjacent tables turned in their chairs in expectation of entertainment.

There was a girl pulling at his arm. She looked distressed. ôRoger, come
away,ö she kept saying.

The drunk shook her off and she fell. I think she ran off at that point which
was probably the best thing she could have done.

ôThen you must be Roger,ö I said. ôYouĺre the one with the tiny prick.ö

There were titters of laughter from the girls at that. It didnĺt do anything
to improve his mood.

ôIsnĺt that right? Youĺre the one girls call Silly Willie ĺcos itĺs too small
for them to feel.ö

More laughter put Roger on the defensive. ôIt ainĺt small.ö

ôDonĺt worry Pencil Prick. We wonĺt tell anyone. Your secret is safe with us.ö

ôBut it ainĺt small. Itĺs normal.ö He was displaying all the befuddled
confusion of the drunken mind

ôMy missus wouldnĺt lie. She told me about you. She said she couldnĺt even
feel it in her. We had a good laugh about it but itĺs quite sad really.ö

Behind Roger I could see three huge bouncers making their way to our table.
Everyone else was concentrating on me and the drunk.

ôI tell you it ainĺt small.ö He was starting to get aggressive again.

ôThen prove it. Lay your little willie out on the table for all to see.ö

He wasnĺt quite drunk enough to fall for it. Then one of the girls started on
him. ôYeah come on Roger. Iĺve never seen a tiny one before.ö The other girls
picked it up, urging him on.

Even the girls from the next tables got in on it. It was quite wicked of them.

He unzipped and put his normal sized chopper out on the table for all to see.
One of the girls got to stroke it before it was whipped away. The three
bouncers manhandled Roger out of the ball room. They didnĺt even give him a
chance to put it back in his pants.

Roger got the fight he wanted. Outside the three bouncers, probably all on
steroids, beat him senseless before the police arrived. The police charged him
with being drunk and disorderly as well as indecent exposure. The girls from
our table had to give evidence. The magistrate gave him six months corrective
servitude.

ôWell, I think your old flame got what he deserves,ö I remarked to my wife as
we drove home from the court.

ôMy old flame? Iĺd never seen him before in my life.ö She was highly
indignant.

Roger got another court appearance, this time to give evidence against the
bouncers for assault. Amongst other things a kick in the groin had cost him
both his balls.

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    (A Poem for jealous king and unlucky servant)
    A  is for amusement, that’s all the servant was to me.
    B  is for his balls, which will no longer be.
    C is for castration in my garden court.
    D  is for dejected as he hears the report.
    E  is for a eunuch to powder my puss and bum.
    F  is for F’ing and he will  be watching some.
    G  is for grateful that by my plea he was not  hanged.
    H  is for his majesty that my king’s manhood reign.
    I  is for the more inches which will be filling me,
    (I had too short servant, as my friends will see.)
    J  is for just minutes until he meets his fate.
    K  is for a last kiss, the king is coming, and he will not wait.
    L  is for my lover-king who will pleasure me today.
    M  is for my maidens to take the judged away.
    N  is for naked, the servant, my lover and soon me.
    O  is for opening of my arms and legs to his rising majesty.
    P  is for my pure pleasure, and my longing to be caressed.
    Q  is for me, a queen royally mounting, riding into bliss.
    R  is for rhythm building up the beat.
    With each and every movement feeling greater heat.
    S  is for the signal to the courtyard below,
    my loud pleasured cry which all will know.
    T  is for the timing of this unique event.
    U  is for understanding of what it all has meant.
    V  is for the very moment when manhood is shorn.
    W  is for then watching the desire of my lover reborn.
    X  is for the exchange that has taken place:
    An erotic cry, a falling cock, an ejaculatory embrace.
    Y  is for yes to marriage, love and a fulfilled life.
    Z  is for my now zealous husband and me his pussy-powdered wife.

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Mehemet II

Summary: The surgeon at the Ottoman court enjoys the boys before he castrates them.

` The Duties and Pleasures of the Court Surgeon – Part II `

Once again let me introduce myself. I am Ahmed, surgeon for Sultan Mehemet. As
well as the regular duties which a surgeon is expected to perform, there are
those special ones which are the subject of these accounts. Now some say that
I take pleasure in pain. That may be so. But I am also very skilled at my
craft, and I have considerable status as a result.

My patient today is to be a very special one indeed. He is the one of the
Sultan’s favorite bed boys. A certain few of us know that sometimes His
Highness tires of the harem and has a boy brought to his chambers for his
enjoyment. But this boy is starting to mature and His Highness wants to keep
him sleek and smooth for a while longer. Furthermore he was seen feeling the
breasts of one of the young servant girls. So he is being sent to me.

My house and surgery are only a stone’s-thrown from Topkapi Palace. It is mid-
afternoon and two of the palace retainers have brought him to me. He is a
beautiful boy with olive skin and long curly hair. His lips are full and his
cheeks still smooth – the way His Highness wants to keep him! He is familiar
with sexual games and they have not told him why he is here. So I proceed with
the deceit. First I blindfold him – he thinks this is a game. I remove his
outer garments and when I turn him around he thrusts his buttocks toward me. I
am sorely tempted to take him – but I do not dare. Would that I could feel his
lips and tongue on my cock. And spread those golden buttocks to sample the
delights found between them. But he is to return to the palace. And someday
his tongue will tell what happened here. Then I would be the one stretched out
on my back with my legs spread for the castration knife!

So I take his hand and lead him to my surgery. As we go I untie his loincloth
and it falls behind him. He opens his legs willingly as I lay him back on the
table. He does not resist as the surgical cuffs go on his arms and legs and
the restraining band across his belly. He has been a toy for the Sultan’s
pleasure and that of his guests So he suspects nothing.

I had another of these boys in my surgery a few weeks ago. One of the Sultan’s
guests wanted him screaming as he was fucked. So once he had his cock in the
boy he grabbed him by the balls and squeezed. They said they could hear him
shrieking down the hall. A testicle burst in the man’s hand, and I had to
remove it.

I take the soap and water to cleanse him thoroughly – for the surgery of
course. I bring warm water and lather my hands with soap. My hands soap his
belly and his sexual organs thoroughly. The warm water and the soap and my
hands make him erect. So this is why His Highness wants him gelded. He is
developing male urges. The Sultan wants him passive, like a girl, on his back
with his legs pulled up. Or on his belly with his buttocks thrust upward to be
split by the cock. Not growing hair and trying to screw the servant girls! I
try his anus. It relaxes easily letting my finger in, then tightens around it,
squeezing. He is smooth and hairless. He knows how to take a man. My own cock
is hard wanting to fuck this boy. But I cannot.

As I check and wash his sexual organs I will explain why he is here. My
fingers find his testicles to make sure they have descended into his scrotum.

“Welcome my boy. I am the Royal Surgeon. His Highness has decreed that you are
to be castrated”.

With these words his cock starts to shrivel! Suddenly he understands and
begins to wail.

He pleads with me, as I knew he would. He offers me his mouth. He will lick my
cock. He will kneel between my legs, take my balls into his mouth and suck
them. I can come in his mouth. Or he will bend over for me. Don’t I want his
ass? Men like how tight he is and squeezing his balls. He begs me…

“Please don’t cut me, please. Please fuck me … please just fuck me.”

He cannot see me because of the blindfold, but his tongue comes out and his
mouth opens. His tongue licks, he begs for my cock to suck…

źou can hurt me. Please…squeeze my balls and make me cry. You can slap my face
while I suck you. Please fuck me. Please hurt me. Please Master, please don’t
cut my balls off.

Instead I touch his cock with the cold steel of the knife, and he begins to
scream. His testicles are drawn up tight to his body. I find them with my
fingers and pull them away. It is time! I will explain each step in the
surgery to him as I perform it.

I remove the blindfold so that I can watch his face during my work, and so he
can see the man that is taking away his masculinity. I let him watch as I take
the stone and put a keen edge on my surgical knives.

“First I slit open your scrotum”, I explain. He tries frantically to pull away
from my hands reaching between his legs. But of course the restraints hold him
fixed and helpless. I stretch his scrotum and slit it top to bottom. The
muscles in his thighs and belly flex beautifully in his pain.

“Now I am squeezing your nuts out from inside their sack. Ah yes, they are
nice and white. I don’t cut your nuts. Just the cords.”

His testicles lie on my hand, and I stretch the cords. Such a beautiful boy!
Did His Highness ever milk his semen from him? He did touch that girl’s
breasts. He is probably too young to have spread her legs. Perhaps he has a
sister who showed him her body. Now he will pleasure only men.

Tears stream down his cheeks and he cries pitifully as I raise the blade to
his genitals again. A slice of the knife, a loud cry from the boy, and he is
gelded. I hold his severed testicles up for him to see though his tears.

They will bring him back in two weeks and he will lie here again. I will check
his empty ‘purse’ and ensure that the wound has healed. Then I will pronounce
him fit to again service the Sultan and his guests. Perhaps I have done him a
favour. No man will ever again squeeze his balls to hear him scream.

Tonight I will require satisfaction. I will have one of the young captives
that I have not yet cut, brought. There’s a boy of about thirteen that I have
been teaching how to service me properly. But he is becoming boring. Perhaps I
will want to hear him screaming as I fuck him…

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Open Wound

Summary: Ian submits his body to Roger\'s desires. Roger has a special event planned for Ian\'s cock.

` Roger’s heart pounded as he looked at Ian’s naked body. The boy’s hands and
wrists were handcuffed to the four bedposts. A red ball gag and blindfold were
securely in place. And his hard cock was throbbing, kept that way by a leather
strap wrapped tightly around his genitals. `

Roger had met Ian in the leather bar only an hour earlier. It didn’t take much
persuasion to get him back to Roger’s apartment. Ian was only 19, but Roger
was amazed at how much punishment he was willing to take. He hardly made a
whimper as Roger brought the crop down on his buttocks, leaving a dozen red
stripes across those firm mounds.

Best of all, Ian told him “no limits.” He submitted instantly when Roger
ordered him to bend over and accept a large butt plug in his anus. And now he
was ready to accept whatever Roger chose to do to his helpless body.

Roger pinched Ian’s left nipple between two fingers, squeezing it almost flat.
Then he drove the needle through the flesh, causing Ian to jerk from the pain.
A moment later, the other nipple was subjected to the same ordeal. . Blood
trickled from the pierced flesh, running slowly down Ian’s chest.

He wrapped his fingers around Ian’s balls, already squeezed into their sack by
the leather strap. Ian began to moan as Roger slowly tightened his grasp, but
his cock remained as firm as ever. Roger knew that pain only intensified the
excitement Ian felt.

Roger teased Ian’s cock with his tongue, licking up and down the shaft, and
around the large head. Pre-cum was already dribbling from the slit, and Roger
smiled as he tasted the salty fluid. It was time to move on to the main event.

The metal rod was six inches long, already slick from lubricant. Roger picked
it up and put the narrowed point into Ian’s pisshole. Then he slowly pushed
the rod into the small opening, forcing the urethra to accept the intruder.
Ian moaned into his gag as the rod began to enter his cock. It was probably
the largest object ever put into Ian’s penis, much wider than any catheter the
boy had experienced.

Steady pressure forced the rod into Ian’s hard cock. Two inches disappeared,
then three, as Ian moaned and strained against his handcuffs. Finally, only an
inch of stainless steel protruded from his throbbing dick. Roger stopped and
admired his work. He could see Ian’s urethra bulging from the rod, blocking
any semen from escaping.

Now Roger began a steady jacking of Ian’s cock. He wrapped his slick fingers
around the shaft, and moved them up and down to a constant rhythm. Ian was
experiencing stimulation from many places: his nipples, swollen and throbbing
from the needles; his prostate, rubbing up against the butt plug; his balls,
being squeezed from the leather strap. Now his cock was stuffed from the metal
rod, and Roger’s fingers were coaxing it closer and closer to orgasm.

Roger knew his timing had to be perfect. He watched Ian’s body as it strained
and writhed. He could see Ian’s breathing get faster, a sure sign that orgasm
was near. Roger quickened the motion of his hand, bringing more moans from the
boy. Ejaculation was only seconds away.

He picked up the knife, and placed the blade just under the bulge caused by
the metal rod. The cut had to be made at exactly the right moment: too soon
and orgasm would be aborted, too late and the effect would be ruined.

Ian groaned, and his body stiffened as orgasm began. Roger slashed the knife
across the urethra, bringing a spray of blood. Then it happened: semen shot
out of the open wound, tinged crimson. It was a beautiful sight, something
only achieved through great care and planning. Roger smiled as a second wad of
cum spurted from the cut, then a third. A stream of bloody semen dribbled over
Ian’s balls, and ran onto the sheets.

Orgasm was over, so Roger finished the job. He placed the blade in the gash,
and began cutting into the shaft. Ian screamed into his gag, his body jerking
vainly against its restraints. It took only a minute to sever the cock
completely from Ian’s body.

Roger placed Ian’s penis on a tray, the metal rod still protruding from its
head. The rod would help keep the organ firm and long, just like the other
five cocks he had already collected. He smiled, and congratulated himself on a
good day’s work.

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So you had a troubled youth?Twins

Summary: This one is for Zoroaster.

` The Dodge brothers home from college started a landscape service. They are
twins, but not identical. Great Builds, Not too muscular, but no fat. I
drooled as they worked around the yard bare chested in shorts. `

Cory is drop dead cute in the face. Dan has the more masculine lantern jaw.
They are the oldest of ten children, clean cut, good family.

I offered them some lemonade on the patio. I mentioned to Dan that he had a
bit of a limp. What happend?

He blushed. "Nothing, you don't want to know."

Cory was the one to let the cat out of the bag, as I kept pressing Dan for an
answer.

As you know we both just turned 21. I congratulated them on that.

Legal to drink but you guys don't drink do you?

We come from a large family.

I know your parents should be very proud. Wasn't Allen the valadictorian at
his high school graduation?

Allen our little brother, He's the first one.

Well, you guys are twins you couldn't both be valadictorian of your graduating
class.

Cory blurted, "No, first eunuch."

Come on you guys are just making this up.

Dan the quiet one just pulled his shorts down. There were his strangled balls
in an elastic all dry and shrivelled.

Hey we're outside, lets go in the house. In the kitchen I pulled the drapes.
Do you mind showing me again? I explained that I've had castration fantasies
longer than their father has been alive. Ever since I was 8 on the farm
watching animals done.

What a surprise, they both shucked thier shorts. Here I was in front of two
gorgeous stud eunuchs wearing only sneakers. corys balls had come off but Dans
were still hanging on.

Do you mind if I feel? Their erctions were growning.

Dan said, "You'r the first one to say anything about my walk. Is it that
noticable?

No.

Lets go to the bedroom. Do you mind giving an old man a fantasy? I see that
you still get erections, can you cum?

Want us to hsow you?

Yeah. I shucked my clothes and got into bed between two eunuchs.

I've always dreamed of being castrated between two eunuchs.

What a sight we must have made, No balls, hard balls and floppy old balls, all
jacking off together.

Cory asked for a kleenex as hewas ready to shoot his load.

I told him to just let it go.

Cory came first and Dan and I came together.

I pulled up the blanket and snuggled between two warm gentle youth.

I was in HEAVEN. Gently stroking each others chests and hugging for maybe 20
minutes.

Can you guys do that again?

Yes, we're eunuchs not dead.

I got out of bed and brought my toybox grom the dresser. I have a four and a
six prong elastrator and a bloodless emasculatome (Nut nipper)

Who wants to band me?

Cory was out of bed in a flash.

Do you want the four prong or the sis prong?

He'd never seen a six prong set before so he picked it.

I loaded it cocked it and showed him the trigger.

He knealed in front of me. Pulled my balls through the ring, and pushed the
release lever. The band snapped off the prongs and around my nuts.

Hey that's pretty neat we just usd a four prong.

Back in bed I came first in spite of my retirement age.

After we came Dan wanted to inspect my balls.

Sure go ahead.

Cory said. So you're going to be a eunuch too!

No it's just a fantasy I have. I reached for the wire cutters, slid one side
under the band and snap!! Boy that sting when you cut them off like that.

Dan asked how long I'd been doing this sort of thing? Let's see 68 minus 18.
About 50 years.

What I want to know is why you two healthy young guys went through with it.

Allen was first.

What does that have to do with you?

Well, his good grades, his calm personality, all that stuff we wanted.

How did he loose his nuts?

This guy on his wrestling team lost his first. That's kind of hard to hide.

After a shile they noticed other changes, more concentration, better grades.

Finally some of the other guys decided that's what they wanted.

Allen always the studious one found the elastrator on the internet.

Two guys from the team and Allen got together and elastrated themselves. His
grades improved to 4.0 his full senior year, That's how he claimed to get
valadictorian.

Dan and I have been struggling with grades in college. Good enough grades to
keep our scholarships. But, man it's been afight to keep grades.

We got out of college in time to watch Allen whisz through finals and
graduate. We asked him how? He made us promise not to tell mom and dad. He
regretted not being able to have children.

Allen told us that he'd elastrate us but we had to get sperm frozen first. We
did and on our Birthday he elastrated us.

The Dodge brothers still do my lawns bare chested with hairy legs below thier
shorts. I still watch and so does every girl that goes by. They're so polite,
so handsome.

They tell me that nobody else know their secret.

They are all business when they do my lawn. They'll drink the lemonade but
politely decline when I offer a circle jerk.

Maybee I can find something to put in the lemonade.

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    When I was young, I rarely ever wore clothes.Being an only child,
    mom would take me to places where I could play with other kids.
    They would almost always be naked too, both boys and girls. One day
    after we got home, mom asked me about my playing with the little
    girls that day. I told her we had fun together. She asked if I
    noticed anything about them. I said that they didn't have a dinky
    like I do and they liked touching mine. She then asked me what I
    thought about their no dinky. I said they looked nice. Then she
    asked me if I would like to be like them, and I said yes. A few
    days later I was taken to a placeto see a doctor. After the exam I
    was admitted the a hospital. I was taken to a room and put to
    sleep. When I woke up, mom was sitting next to me. She said
    everything is alright.We'll be going home in a few days. On the day
    we were to laeve the hospital, the doctor came to remove the
    bandages. I had been drousy from meds for several days so I wasn't
    fully aware of what was going on there. He took off the bandages
    and said everything looks great. When I looked down there I saw
    that my dinky was gone, and so were my balls. The doc said after it
    fully healed and the swelleng goes down I would be just like a
    girl. I was only 6 years old then and mom kept me naked all the
    time. When I was fully healed she took me out again to play with
    the other kids, naked as usual. They noticed my dinky was gone and
    asked about it. Mom told them she had my dinky at home and it will
    stay with her now. I looked just like a little naked girl. Anyone
    who saw me, children and adults, to them I was a girl.

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Corporate Executive Image

Summary: Being an executive of a company is very impressive. But everything isn't always what they appear.

` I use to be a vice president of a relatively large advertising firm in San
Francisco. I thought I had finally made it. The pay and respect earned made me
believe so. I am now retired and still enjoy the benefits of that position. At
about the same time, I met my current wife. Kim was an assistant in the
layouts area. I thought she was very attractive, but I was still married to my
first wife of 23 years and really wasn’t looking for anything. Kim was 24 at
the time, just out of school and looking to move into something better. She
flirted with me, but I thought it was just the normal office flirting. I was
already in my late fifties and she was young enough to be my daughter. Well,
we went beyond flirting. I guess she made me feel young again and in my
position I thought it would be a perfect world. High position, lots of money,
young attractive wife. I divorced my first wife. She suspected I was having an
affair and wasn’t surprised. The settlement was quick and I was a free man. I
married Kim 3 months later. I joined the crowd of over 50 year old executives
with a wife in her 20’s. Everything seemed perfect. Kim quit her job and
stayed home so that eliminated the conflict of interest work problem. That was
10 years ago. `

Six months after our marriage on a Saturday, Kim took me to a dinner at her
friends place. Jenny and Karen lived over in Tiburon. We live in Mill Valley
and I guess Kim met them at a local health spa. We had dinner and were
relaxing in the living room. I had a number of drinks and I guess I became
quite numb. I couldn’t move very well. I was awake but in a kind of daze. They
stood me up and took me to another room. It was like I was a robot. I really
didn’t have a will of my own. Then they started to undress me. I really
couldn’t resist. It was, to use and old cliché, like being in a dream. I was
kind of wake but not really aware of what was happening. I couldn’t move or
speak.

When they had me naked, they put me on a table and had me lay down. My legs
were put into some kind of anklets and attached to some ropes hanging from the
ceiling. Kim came over and kissed me on the forehead. Then Jenny and Karen
took over. I don’t remember much but I know I felt a lot of touching and
pulling of my genital area. When they were done, Jenny held up two flesh
colored objects. My testicles. She smiled. They got me up and put a robe on
me. We went out to the car and Kim drove me home. She gave me some drink and I
passed out.

I woke up Sunday and felt a little sore in the groin area. It felt like
someone had kicked me in the balls. I reached down and rubbed and found a
bandage. Then I remembered the previous night and screamed. Kim woke up
immediately. She told me it was alright and to relax. I just asked her why?
She said she wanted to make sure I didn’t find a third wife. She liked our
life style and wanted to keep it. This would ensure it. What woman would want
a eunuch for a husband? That word really struck home, eunuch. I started to
cry. I wanted to strangle her, but what was the use. She said we could stay
together and if I wanted out, her settlement would be huge. If not, she would
tell everyone of my lack of balls. She had a video of the whole operation and
extra copies were with Jenny and Karen. Since I wasn’t restrained in any way
and was apparently awake during the whole operation, people would think it was
completely voluntary. I couldn’t believe it. But what could I do?

So my life began as a castrated male. I have since found out that Jenny is a
veterinarian with a fairly successful practice. Karen is her assistant and
lesbian lover. They gave me a drug she uses in the office. I guess it’s some
kind of powder they put in food for difficult animals. Well it also works on
humans. It puts the patient into a trance like state. Not fully asleep, but
very docile. Jenny told me later that a lot of her patients don’t even
remember anything. She has done a number of these operations. I was told over
100. In the bay area I guess it’s a fairly common request with the large gay
community. I have seen the video a number of times. Kim makes me watch it to
remind me of my situation. I really don’t need the reinforcement. I know I am
‘fixed’. The operation was pretty straight forward. A tray was placed under my
groin area and the sac was cut away with a small knife. It looked like an
x-acto knife. Some stainless steel clamps were used to hold everything open
and control the bleeding. They actually looked like long scissors with flat
ends. That looked to be the most time consuming part. I saw the testicles.
They were flesh colored with some blood veins visible. There was a kind of
fleshy connection that I guess held the spermatic cord and blood vessels. I
thought they would all be separate like three wires. But they were all
together in this common cord. It was clamped off and the final cut made as the
testicle dropped into Karen’s gloved hand. She rinsed it in some liquid and
placed it on a paper towel on the tray. The second one followed and it was
over. They used some kind of thread to tie off the cords and then removed the
clamps. I was sewed shut. It looked like an awful mess. There was some blood
and a lot of discoloration. It took several weeks before it all looked healthy
again.

The stitches came out after 10 days. Kim cut them away. I have accepted my
life now. It still appears I have it all, but the one thing I don’t have
aren’t visible. Of course my sex life has radically changed. Kim enjoys sex,
so I perform a lot of oral on her. She also purchased some vibrators and I use
them on her sometimes. As far as I know she hasn’t had any affairs with other
men. Sometimes she uses a vibrator on me and I can still have an orgasm. They
are still pretty intense but not as satisfying. I guess the loss of
testosterone lowers the enjoyment. My penis has become smaller and erections
are difficult. This may be because of my age though. When I do have an orgasm
a lot of the times my penis is not even hard. We have a vibrator that is
narrow and she puts it into my anus and against my prostate. That along with a
vibrator on my penis produces the best orgasms. I still ejaculate and that
gives me a lot of pleasure too.

Kim has since joined a kind of club. It’s a wives club of castrated
executives. Evidently there are a number of high ranking corporate executives
that are also castrated. Most of the wives are young but there are a few older
members. I have never met any of the husbands, but have seen the wives. My
wife has hosted a number of the lunches and other get togethers they have.
They of course have seen me. It was quite embarrassing the first time, but
they didn’t seem to make a big deal out of it. They are all married to
castrated males after all. I’ve heard them talk and they all seemed to have
used castration as a means to ensure their marriages. None of them have
allowed their husbands to be cosmetically corrected. I can tell you from my
experience it does make you feel insignificant. With artificial testicles I
think I would feel more like a man. So being without also serves the wives
purpose.

But that is my story. I am still married to Kim and we have a happy marriage.
I have kids from the previous marriage and that isn’t a problem. Kim hasn’t
said she wants any children yet. If and when she does, she will go to a sperm
bank for a donor. Of course nobody other than Kim and the members of that club
know about my condition. I have accepted my life as a castrated male. The
testicles were put in a jar with some preservative. Jenny has them. Kim didn’t
want them. So they are on display in a cabinet with about 50 others. I guess
not all wives want them back. I haven’t seen them since the operation, but
Jenny sent a picture of them in the glass jar. She says Kim can have them
anytime she wants. She never offers them to me.

* * *


REAL CASTRATORS OF ETHIOPIA

Summary: Readers of the Eunuch Archive my like to know of the activities of the Afar tribe of Ethiopia who perform testicular castration on their enemies all the time.

REAL CASTRATORS  OF ETHIOPIA

The Awash river flows into the Danakil desert in Ethiopia and there
dries up into a salt-marsh.  In the 1930s the British Explorer
Wilfred Thesinger visited the area and was the first outsider ever to
go in and come out alive. Before then the area was unexplored.  Many
had tried and none before had ever returned.

The tribes people of the area the Afar warriors are tall slim
muscular and have very dark skin. They have very long fuzzy hair but
their features are Ethiopian rather than Negroid.

In order to marry an Afar has to have killed someone and cut off
their testicles which are dried and worn as ornaments.  They carry
old Italian rifles and shooting someone in the back is considered
quite acceptable. Indeed giving someone a sporting chance is
considered rather dumb.  Sometime whole villages wipe each other out
in battles for trophies. The women wouldn’t dream of marrying a man
who didn’t have trophies.

There was a television documentary crew visit about 25 years ago but
since then people hardly ever visited the area.  Even then the crew
remained hidden in houses when filming women as the local sense of
honour would have over ridden the local Chief’s guarantee of safe
conduct if they had been seen with a camera.

The Afar use curved knives but instead of an arc curve they are bent
in an angle with a pointed tip at the end. They are used by slashing
sideways to remove the testicles.  Sometimes if a young boy is
castrated he is not killed but kept or sold as a slave.

Despite their gruesome reputation the Afar are a very happy jovial
people and adultery isn’t considered too serious.  One would castrate
any stranger without a second thought but not do more than whip the
local adulterer of the same village.

Since the communists took over the country cotton has been planted
along the rivers to the north and when the Afar moved up to feed
their herds during the recent decade of drought they had no where to
go. Either they have mostly died out or been re-educated by the
Ethiopian government.

Another point to note is that was that in the 1930s  Ethiopia  as it
was the only black country not to be colonised by Europe.  Evelyn
Waugh noted that when a large European delegation arrived to discuss
the danger of invasion from Italy the practice of public castration
was temporally abandoned .  This had been the standard punishment for
all first offences for most crimes. When the Europeans left public
castration was reintroduced again.   In fact the country was invaded
by Italy and may Italian soldiers provided trophies for the Afar.


Milking the Slave - Part 2

Summary: Roger uses a new technique to milk his handsome young slave.

` Roger led me down to the basement for the second time this week, where his
slave Tim was lying face up, hands and legs outstretched and bound to the four
corners of the table.

A pillow raised Tim’s ass, allowing easy access to the 20-year-old boy’s anus.
Tim was moaning and breathing hard, and it wasn’t difficult to figure out why
– a plastic bag filled with ice was wrapped around his balls and the base of
his penis.

“I’ve been having some trouble with Tim lately,” Roger said. “He’s been
getting erections during the milking process, and this is the only way to
control them.”

Roger explained that the ice would numb the blood vessels in his penis, making
an erection impossible. But it wouldn’t prevent the milking process from
taking place.

Slipping on the rubber glove, Roger began probing Tim’s anus with a lubricated
finger. It didn’t take long for the sphincter muscle to relax, allowing Roger
to enter Tim’s rectum and start the prostate massage.

Unlike the last time I witnessed the milking, Tim’s penis remained soft and
small due to the ice packed around his genitals. But despite that, a small
bead of pre-cum soon appeared on the tip of his cock as Roger patiently rubbed
the prostate.

Roger was an expert at milking Tim. Every few minutes, he ran a finger along
the urethra on the underside of Tim’s soft, causing more pre-cum to ooze from
the tip. Tim’s chest continued to rise and fall as he focused on the intense
cold that had numbed his delicate organs.

I watched, fascinated, as Roger’s gentle touch milked his slave. Then, with
absolutely no reaction from Tim, a blob of white semen trickled from the tip
of Tim’s cock and dribbled onto his flat, hairless stomach. Roger smiled and
ran his finger along his slave’s cock, causing more cum to emerge and spill
onto Tim’s stomach.

Tim’s anus was in spasm, tightening around Roger’s gloved finger as his
prostate released more of its milky contents. I marveled as the completely
limp cock continued to spill semen from its tip.

About 10 minutes had passed since Tim’s semen had first appeared, and a
sizable puddle of cum had now formed on Tim’s stomach, some of it filling up
his belly button. The ice kept his balls and cock completely numbed. The slave
was feeling no pleasure from the milking process.

Roger pulled his gloved finger from Tim’s rectum, and stripped off the glove.
He unwrapped the bag of ice and tossed it into the trash. Roger dipped two
fingers into the pool of Tim’s cum and held it against his slave’s lips. Tim’s
tongue emerged and licked his master’s finger’s clean. It took a few minutes
before he had completely cleaned off the semen from Tim’s stomach.

“This worked well, but I think the time may have arrived for a more permanent
solution,” Roger told me. Tim’s eyes widened as he realized the meaning of
Roger’s words.

(To be continued).

* * *

`


Adventure with a Candiru of Amazon

Summary: In the Amazon unexpected surgery during the trip of a lifetime changes a young man.

` _The following short story is fiction. It contain scenes of a penectomy and
sex between adolescent males. If such subjects are offensive, uninteresting or
if you are a minor (i.e., child) please leave now._ `

_The detailed stuff about the Amazonian culture is just my imagination
although the general concepts occur in many cultures in the world. There are
cultures where first cousins (children of a parent's siblings in western
culture) are considered siblings and your sibling's parents are, of course,
also your parents. Some information about the candiru is at the end._

_This work is copyright by the author and commercial use is prohibited without
permission. Personal/private copies are permitted only if complete including
the copyright notice._

The author would appreciate your comments -- pro and con, including
constructive criticism, and suggestions. E-mail:
[YLeeCoyote@Lycosmail.com](http://web.archive.org/web/20100306222900/mailto:YLeeCoyote@Lycosmail.com)

* * *

It was to be the trip of a lifetime. The two men, twin brothers, had been
dreaming about this trip ever since they started tenth grade a quarter century
ago. Many things had caused them to put it off but, at long last, this was the
time. They had even instilled the same fervor for the trip into their sons who
were joyfully going. The cousins were now almost fifteen and would be starting
the tenth grade when they returned.

Their dream trip was to cross South America a journey of almost 3,000 miles.
They flew to Guayaquil, Ecuador then Quito to get to Iquitos, Peru. Then down
the Amazon (past boarder of Brasil near Leticia) to explore the rain forest
and great river down to the Atlantic more than 1700 miles down river.

And until the night of September 28 it had been an absolutely fabulous trip.
Psychologists would have used the four as the ideal example of male bonding
between fathers and sons. Even before the trip they were all very close and
the two boys, Bryan and Kevin, thought of each other as brothers rather than
cousins.

It had been a couple of days since their guide had turned their small boat up
one of the many tributaries of the river about half way between Leticia and
Manaus. They were going to visit a Amazonian village for several days and see
a coming-of-age ceremony. The tour guide's promises were more than fulfilled
because the two youths made friends with the native youths who were to be
inducted. They were invited to participate.

"It's a rare opportunity." said the guide, "It not unheard of but very rare
indeed."

The invitation was quickly accepted. The two youths were quickly taught what
they had to do. Their fathers' cams worked overtime that evening recording the
ceremony. What a wonderful experience this would be. Surely it would be the
source of enchanting tales for decades to come.

The ceremony went until past 2 in the morning when the three quarter moon was
high in the sky. By then the all the men were high on the local brew and
youths quite tipsy. The women and children had been banished long before. It
was the custom that the youths had until dawn before they must act like
responsible men. It was time to PLAY and PLAY hard. The youths were
intoxicated even more on the machismo than from the strong drink. The games
were rough and tumble. And sexual as the testosterone charged youths
manhandled each other and poked their rampant man-shafts at each other.

Bryan and Kevin soon learnt that play was also orgy time. Being new and
different they were sort after. It wasn't long before they saw others "lose"
and get fucked and then "win" and do the fucking that they understood it was a
free for all. Even their high potency adolescent cocks were satisfied for the
nonce.

As dawn approached the pack headed for the river and a swim. They must return
to the village clean -- without either traces of ceremonial paint nor forest
floor mud. The river washed them clean both literally and figuratively. They
would see the sun rise as MEN as they walked back to the village. They would
eat with their fathers rather than the women and children.

Both Bryan and Kevin had been warned not to swim without permission but they
had no thoughts for parental rules this night. Here, in the Amazon, they were
men having fun with other men. Swimming in the wild river was wonderful.

Until.

Until Bryan's bladder screamed that it could wait no more and right there in
the river Bryan let it all out. He would never forget this piss for the rest
of his life.

At first it was the pause that refreshes until the Candiru stuck its head in.
The dreaded parasite of the Amazon. A tiny catfish that is attracted by urine.
In a few seconds it had swum half way up Bryan's cock as he screamed in pain
as the creature's spines dug into his urethra. By the time they got him a
shore the one inch monster was totally inside his penis. They tied a vine
tightly around the base of Bryan's cock to prevent it from getting inside.

They ran back to the village and the shaman. They had seen this before and
knew what had to be done. They did not try to explain for there was a language
barrier.

The guide explained that there was only one option. It would take all day to
get back to the main river where a plane could do the evacuation and more time
to fly to a hospital. By then Bryan's kidneys would be at risk and his cock
already dead from lack of oxygen. Letting the beast into the bladder would
allow it into the kidney which would be even worse. There was only one thing
to do.

Their fathers watched in horror from a far as what had to happen happed. Here
Bryan was a man and he must do this without his father at his side. Except for
the shaman, only his new friends, the new men of the village, could be close.

It was Kevin's duty to wield the machete as Bryan's closest brother.
Stoically, considering the pain and the act, Bryan placed his infested tool on
top of the upended log and nodded to his brother. Kevin raised the large,
heavy sharp knife and brought it crashing down on the log severing Bryan's
penis freeing from the tiny monster. The shaman cauterized the stump and the
guide wrapped it in a bandage.

Kevin held his brother, his dearest friend for a long time. He would do so
many times over the rest of their lives.

Bryan insisted that they finish the trip as scheduled. It was his _second_
decision as a man in the Amazon.

**The End**

© Copyright A.I.L. September 27, 2002

The Candiru is a real fish and really gets up into the penis and other places.
Sometime it can be removed by surgery or killed chemically but the victim is
in pain or worse. Some references that were valid when I posted this:

Information --
[http://www.wikipedia.com/wiki/Candiru](http://web.archive.org/web/20100306222900/http://www.wikipedia.com/wiki/Candiru)

Case history with pictures (Portugese, not Spanish) --
[http://www.internext.com.br/uro
logia/Casosclinicos.htm](http://web.archive.org/web/20100306222900/http://www.internext.com.br/urologia/Casosclinicos.htm)

News story -- [http://www.straightdope.com/colum
ns/010907.html](http://web.archive.org/web/20100306222900/http://www.straightdope.com/columns/010907.html)

* * *


Obsession

Summary: Shaun and Justin discover they each have a fantasy that they'd like to explore.

` Justin grinned as he stepped back and looked at his boyfriend naked on the
bed. `

Shaun's wrists were tied to the headboard. His hairless chest rose and fell
with each excited breath, nipples erect. His uncircumsized cock was hard and
pulsing on his firm, flat stomach. It was a sight that would give any fag a
raging hard-on.

But his favorite sight was right in front of him: Shaun's bare feet securely
tied to the bedframe. Justin kneeled and kissed the sole of each foot,
giggling as Shaun wiggled his feet in protest.

Slowly, he took Shaun's left foot in his hand, rubbing his cheek against the
underside. He licked it several times, smiling as Shaun tried in vain to
wriggle it away. Then his tongue lapped at the underside of each toe, slowly
and deliberately.

Shaun whimpered as Justin repeated this on his right foot. Soon, both of
Shaun's feet glistened with spit.

Justin looked down and saw pre-cum dripping from the tip of his cock. Without
even touching himself, he knew he would soon shoot his cum just from the
excitement of loving Shaun's feet.

He stood up and dripped lube onto the toes of Shaun's left foot. Justin rubbed
the head of his cock up and down the sole of the foot, moaning in pleasure.
Then he dragged his cock along the underside of Shaun's wiggling toes.

Justin knew he couldn't hold back any longer. He gripped Shaun's big toe and
slipped the shaft of his cock into the space next to it. The feeling was
indescribable as he moved the shaft between the toes, faster and faster. No
blow job, no ass fuck had ever produced a more intense pleasure for him.

"OH FUCK!"

Justin cried out as his creamy semen pumped over Shaun's foot. He thought he'd
cum forever! When he finally opened his eyes, his semen was oozing between
Shaun's toes.

Overcome, Justin sank to his knees and began sucking Shaun's toes. The taste
of his own cum was bitter, but he paid no notice as his tongue swirled around
each toe.

He licked the top of Shaun's foot clean, then returned to lap at the sole and
then the toes. Opening his mouth wide, he inhaled Shaun's four smaller toes,
sucking at them with abandon.

Justin found himself rubbing his teeth into the base of Shaun's toes. In his
frenzy, he bit down hard, causing Shaun to cry out in pain. He wanted to bite
them off, feel them filling his mouth. He wanted to spit them out, hold them
in his hand, show them to Shaun, helpless and bound on his bed.

"Jesus, that hurt, Justin!"

Justin startled at Shaun's protest. He could see his teethmarks at the base of
Shaun's toes. And he could see his own cock was rigid again at the idea of
biting off those tender, helpless toes.

"Sorry, hon," Justin said, climbing on top of his boyfriend. "I got carried
away." He kissed Shaun, smiling at his beautiful blue eyes.

"Well, you know how you can make it up to me," Shaun said with an evil grin.
Justin laughed and climbed down, loosening the rope until Shaun's right hand
was free. Then he hopped back on the bed, positioning himself so that his
balls dangled just above Shaun's face.

"Don't tease me, Justin!"

Slowly, he lowered himself until his sack touched Shaun's lips. Opening his
mouth wide, Shaun eagerly sucked at Justin's balls until the entire sack was
safely in his mouth.

Justin looked behind him and saw Shaun frantically jacking his cock. He began
playing with his own dick, even though he knew he had drained his balls
already. But the feeling of having Shaun sucking his sack was almost as great
as fucking Shaun's feet.

It didn't take long before Shaun started grunting. Then Shaun let out a loud
groan, and Justin felt the first spurt of cum hit the small of his back,
trickling down his ass crack. Suddenly, Shaun wasn't just sucking his balls,
he was biting them.

"Fuck, that hurts!" he cried. But Shaun kept his teeth locked around Justin's
balls as he finished pumping his semen from his cock. Finally, his excitement
spent, he released Justin's balls, letting them slip from his mouth.

Justin slumped onto the bed next to his panting boyfriend. His balls were
aching from Shaun's bites, but he didn't care. It was one of their hottest
scenes ever.

(To be continued)

* * *


My Wife's Stud (straight)

My wife, Beth, loves riding. She has a

horse colt that is 2 yrs old. Recently "Rudy" has been acting up at the
stable. He won't be used for breeding, so she decided to have him castrated.

One of the women she rides with is a vet. Erin said she'd do it for free. Erin
is blond buue eyed and very athletic. At 5'8" she is 2" taller than Beth. Beth
with her dark hair and great tan from being out in the sun is a gem.

Erin chose early Weds. morning to cut "Rudy" She always closes the clinic on
that day.

I decided to take that day off and watch the activities. Seeing him loose his
nuts was strangely intriguing to me.

I was also curious as to how it would affect Beth.

Weds. morning came and we drove down to the stable. We met Erin at "Rudy's"
stall, put a halter on him and took him to the squeeze chute.Three of the
other girls Beth rides with showed up also. Trich, Karen and Mia were all
curious to see "Rudy'" denutting . Several jokes were directed at me, " Are
you sure you want to watch this? Think you can handle it?" Of course I can,
it's not me out there. " Better be good, or it could be." I started to get a
little embarrased at this point, but I had a lump in my pants too!

Erin started scrubbing Rudy's nuts with cleansing agent and he started getting
a hard on. This set the girls off again.

She gave him a shot of xylocaine at the base of his nuts and waited for it to
take effect. Everyone was quiet with anticipation. Mia seemed restless. I
looked over at her and she was rubbing her crotch against the fence board she
was sitting on. She caught me watching her and smiled. Karen's nipples wer
very obvious thru her tank top and Beth seemed to be having a hard time
catching her breath.

Everyone held thier breath as Erin placed the tip of the scalpel at the base
of his sak, inserted the blade and cut downward. The incision went all the way
to the bottom of his sak. She pulled his sak open and forced out his
testicles. Beth handed her the suture thread and she tied off the cords on
both of his balls. Mia held out the surgical basin as Erin cut first one ball
free and then the other and dropped them into the stainless steel bowl.

I found myself pressing my raging hard on against the rail fence. I looked
around and saw Karen flushed, Mia with a wet spot beginning in her riding
pants and Beth's hands were shaking.

With a shudder, I came in my pants. I don't think anyone noticed, but I was
embarrased that I was so turned on.

The tension was broken when Erin Said, " Now you won't have those things
dangling between your legs anymore." The girls decided to saddle up and go
riding.

I went on home. I couldn't get the sight of those two huge balls sitting in
the basin out of my mind. I took a long hot bath and shaved all the hair off
my cock and balls. I stood in front of the bathroom mirror and looked at
myself, dreaming about how it would be to cut my balls out. I stoked myself
and held my balls tight between my thumb and forefinger, stretching them down
as for as they would go. I came all over my hand and belly.

Beth walked in a few hours later, smelling of horse and randy as hell. She
stripped down in the living room and told me to mount her like she was a mare
in heat! She was on her hands and knees with her shaved pussy glistening at me
with her wetness. I got behind her and drove in hard. She reached between her
legs and took ahold of my balls and pulled me into her hard. It didn't take
long for me to fill her pussy with cum.

"I like the way you shaved your cock and balls for me " she said. "Why?"

I had to admit that seeing Rudy loose his nuts had turned me on. She said
that's all they could talk about on thier ride. Mia had even asked Erin if she
had ever done a guy.

I couldn't believe what she was saying. That a bunch of girls would be talking
about castration this way.


My First Scrotal Infusion

Summary: Documentation of the experience of a man\'s first scrotal infusion.

` Report of my First Scrotal Infusion `

By: Dino, translated by MEMBERNO

I set a date and precise time, at which my patient was to receive his first
scrotal infusion. The anticipation always made me horny and moved me to
masturbate several times a day. The thought of getting a fully distended ball
sack, caused by infusion, made my penis hard every time, without having to
touch it.

A few days later it was time. I jerked off and watched some pornos. In exactly
two hours it would be time. When it was time, I wanted to give the patient
some shock treatment. So, I blasted my balls and prick hard with current. Next
I took twenty cards with beautful women and laid them face down on the table.
After each shock torture session, I took one of the cards at random and turned
it face up as a reward. There would be shock torture until the picture of Lady
Diana turned up.

I obediently treated myself with a full pressure stream and then pulled the
twelfth card out. It was Lady Diana. At the sight of her I got very turned on.
For her I would even have allowed myself to be castrated. I immediately
removed the electrodes, and said to myself: “The next, please.” I imagined I
was sitting in the waiting room of a lady urologist and had been called into
her treatment room. “Good day, Mr. Root. You are suffering from a problem with
your testicles. Please, undress completely and position yourself on my desk
with your legs spread,” the doctor said. Now I imagined how she would examine
me. Brutally, she pulled back my foreskin and squeezed my balls painfully.
Using several fingers, she examined my prostate through my rectum. Then the
lady doctor said to me, that I had a too small scrotum and that my testicles
could not float correctly. “I’ll give you an infusion.”

Now I tied my penis fast to my belly to allow full access to my nuts. Then I
took two needles out of their coverings and pulled my scrotum forward a bit. I
felt a bit shaky already about injecting an infusion into my own scrotum. I
penetrated my scrotum with a needle. It was a sexy feeling, when I stuck the
needle deep into my sack. I could even feel how the tip of the needle was
touching reproductive glands. Now I connected the infusion bag (sterile 0.9%
salt solution), and immediately opened the valve all the way. The infusion
dripped and my sack expanded. There was a strange, exciting feeling on my
balls. I stood there, legs spread wide apart and watched my ball sack deform.
After half an hour I stopped, because there were already 700 ml in my sack and
that was enough for the firt time. I removed the needle and untied my penis.
Man, that was a turn-on. I had a gigantic scrotum, 13” in circumference, 4”
wide, hanging down 7”. I took my dick in hand and jerked off. I attempted to
grab my scrotum with my other hand, but it was bigger than my hand. Right at
the start of jerking off, the little tadpoles were wanting to shoot out of my
dick head. But, nothing doing. I stopped and applied the electrodes again. The
scrotal collar still just fit. I turned it on and it was splendid. It was
twice as intense as when I had a small sack. I kept turning the regulator up,
but at the one-third setting (5 volts, 1.8 amperes), my white soup released
itself.

Now I stood up and walked around a while. The sack pressed my thighs and I had
to walk with my legs somewhat further apart. I let my dangling sack swing back
and forth between my legs. I crazy sensation. A cow on the meadow with a full
udder probably felt the same.

It would have been impossible to conceal my bulging sack in my pants on the
same evening. So, I stayed home and put on my jogging pants. Until I fell
asleep in front of the TV, I kept my hand on my scrotum all the time. It was
so cool. In bed, though, I could only lie on my side after putting a thick
pillow between my knees. The next, I was only half as large and some fluid was
still seeping from the site of the injection, so that I had to change my
underpants two to three times a day. It now fit well into my large pants, but
it was still visible and it was still OK to sit. If anyone should look at my
pants!

Summary:

1\. The needle stick hurt a bit, but pains in the scrotum and penis are good!

2\. I have to recommend it to anyone who wants exceptionally sexy things in
their pubic area.

3\. Next time I’m going to introduce no less than 1500 ml into my sack, with
my goal being 2000 ml.

4\. Next time I’m going to use at least twice as much solution. A small and a
large bottle of .9% salt solution are ready to go.

* * *


Russian Winter Part 3

Summary: Asoldier loses his jewels in the cold russian winter

` The line cut deeper into my flesh.... `

The agonising sweet itch in my crotch grew more intense with each reverbration
of the ghastly music notes. although my consciounce was nagging at the depths
of my subconsciounce I could not suppress the reaction of my manhood.

"It seems to be more than even a female batallion can handle!" She was
hysterical with lust as she downed another vodka.... My eyes could not strain
from her clean shaven pussy- a delicate pearl waiting for the release that
only manhood could offer her.

The frenzy of the night seemed to take hold of me- and the battalion of
gourgeous women assembled in stages of undress around me." This throbbing
member is just too good to ignore"

She mounted me- but not after biting both my nipples to isanity. I could feel
the sticky blood running down my abdomen and forming a puddle of goo in my
pubic hair. "This will not do" she exclaimed promptly and dismounted. "I need
a light!" she anounced to the audience. From somewhere gasoline and matches
were produced. A deep guttural moan emmitted from the crowd as she poured the
cold tank diesoline over my exposed self....

* * *


Lost Penis In Accident (personal anecdote)

I am 23, 185 cm, black hair, slim, like travelling, reading newspaper,
listening music. Studying civil engineering. I have lost my penis at an
accident with my motorcycle 4 years ago. The accident happened in
summer. I weared a pair of short slags only, no safety dress, when I
made a short ride with my motorbike in our village. A car hit me and I
came below my bike. My lower body got contact with the chain and foot
rests. I can't remember these things, but police suggested this way.
Additional to the direct injury there occured an infection one day later
because of dirt.
That time I got seriously injured and survived only due to good medical
help in a nearby hospital. The penis could not be rescued however. The
shaft with all erectile tissue had to be amputated due to the infection
and strong damage. It has been removed completed. No erectile tissue is
left. The urethral opening was relocated between scrotum and anus. Only
a short piece of the urethra could be saved by the doctors due to strong
damage during accident. Also the bladder had been injured. The closing
muscle does no longer work well. So I have to go to bathroom often
times. All wounds have healed so far. The testicles are working as
hormone producers, so that I have not to take hormones externally. My
sexual drive hase decreased strongly however after the accident.
Erections are no longer possible. Soft massage of my balls etc. is a
wonderful experience for me. I am very shy now.

First time in hospital I had a catheder after the surgeries. But after
one week I had to lern to use my new pee hole. In the beginning it was
very painfull because of wounds. It was difficult to do the job without
too much spray. Nowadays I can handle it quite good. Due to the very
back location of the opening I have to remove my slags for urinating. I
have to sit down for this business of course. Only this way I can pee
without spray Nude. I can use the urinal toilet with special pose only.
Practically I use the sitting toilet where no one can watch me. Because
of strongly reduced capacity of my bladder I have to pee quite often
since the accident.

For me the accident was a big change of life. Before that I had been
never thinking about such a handicap.
There are so many problems physically and mental. I was 18 yrs old when
it happened. At that time I was living with a lovely girlfriend. First
time she gave me good support already in hospital and later at home. But
after 6 months she went away with another boy.

I had several injuries, also broken legs. But that is all okay now.
"Downstairs" some organs had been badly hurt. Testicles (contusion),
urethra (rupture, shortened), bladder (rupture) and prostate (removed)
got much damage. Errections are no longer possible, there is nothing
left to grow and get hard. Only in my dreams I can have it, and it
happens. Generally my sex drive has reduced much. I have no more
ejaculations. Only from time to time, mostly at night, some liquid is
coming out of my pee hole.
In former times I enjoyed sauna and nude swimming. But nowaday I am shy
and try to avoid to show my genitals to others. The time in hospital
when I got a lot of treatments after the injury was horrible. Many
nurses and female doctors saw me.

I am still a human beeing, even without cock. But education of boys from
childhood on, gives the a feeling of importance of having a (big) penis.
That's why it was a big shock to me.