I am just a regular guy, one of many who share a fascination with castration and cutters. I chat regularly with castrated men, and men who want to be castrated, online. I post my fictional stories on a well know web site for Eunuchs. Although I had fantasies about being castrated (always by force), my interest is with cutters. I wanted to meet one and have him take me as an apprentice. When Billy (one of my on-line friends) found a cutter and set up a date with him, he invited me to go along and watch his castration. I jumped at the chance! Finally, I get to see about becoming an apprentice!

2-hour flight and a 2-hour drive got us to the remote West Texas town where the cutter, Joe (I can’t use his real name for obvious reasons) lived and worked. He met us in the driveway about 10 PM; guess he saw us coming. Joe was about 6’2 and well built, not like a gym rat, but like a man who has done physical labor all his life. He was wearing a flannel shirt unbuttoned over a wife beater, snug wranglers, boots, and a cap. Not sure what I was expecting, but this man looked more like some construction guy then a man who made him living castrating other men. Joe greeted Billy by name, and shook his hand. Then he turned to me, said, “And you’re Tom”, and shook my hand, looked me over, and said to my surprise “So, I understand you’re lookin to become my apprentice.” I was shocked, looked over at Billy who shrugged his shoulders. Joe grinned, “I’ve been at this a while son, I do a very thorough check on everyone who contacts me, can’t be too careful. I’ve been following your posts and conversations online since Billy here first got a hold of me”.

Now that made me kinda nervous, Joe seemed to know way too much about me, more then I like anyone to know. Joe put his arms around our shoulders and said, “OK boys, why don’t we go inside and I’ll show y’all your rooms”. Joe showed our rooms, and where everything we might need was located. He made Billy a drink and said grinning “Drink this, get a good nights sleep, tomorrow’s your big day” and reached down and gave Billy’s balls a light tap. Billy drank it smiling; said goodnight to us, and Joe took me back down stairs.

Joe offered me a drink that I eyed suspiciously. “Don’t worry son, it’s just Bourbon,” he told me grinning again. “Ya seem a bit nervous,” he said. “Why don’t we chat about your interests?” I spent the next 30 minutes telling Joe all about my fascination with castration. He told me he seldom took on apprentices because most people can’t or won’t dedicate the time needed to learn the art. “You’ll give me a couple months to train you, do any and everything I tell you?” he asked me. “Yes Sir! Anything you want!” I told him. Joe laughed and slapped me on the shoulder, “Careful what ya say boy, I might just hold ya to that.” Joe thought for a moment and said, “Let’s see how ya do tomorrow with Billy.” “If ya do well, I’ll take you on as my apprentice.” He looked me in the eyes and said “but if you get squeamish, or don’t do everything I tell ya, I’ll take your nuts right after your buddy’s.”

He reached over and grabbed me by the balls, gave them a good squeeze and said, “So, tomorrow you’ll either be my apprentice, or a Eunuch…” Man was I nervous now! Joe released his grip on my balls, gave my crotch a light smack and said, “We gona take care of that hard on ya got there son?” I had been rock hard since we met and had hoped Joe didn’t notice. “Maybe we ought to head on off to bed ourselves” Joe said and stood up. I couldn’t help but notice he was hard too, hell, the man’s crotch was practically in my face when he stood up. Joe said “This way son.”

We stripped down to our boxers and crawled into bed. Joe pulled my cock out of my boxers, started stroking it, and said “I’ll make sure ya get off, ya might not be able to tomorrow.” “Uh, yes sir” was all I could say. At that point I didn’t care what happened tomorrow! He took command and I had one of the most amazing nights of my life. Man I hoped this was one of the perks of being his apprentice!

The next morning, Joe had already showered and said “Coffee’s next to ya on the nightstand, towels hangin next to the shower.” He got up, pulled his jeans on, and left the bedroom. I drank my coffee, showered, and did the same. When I got to the kitchen, Joe said “breakfast in a few minutes, go wake your buddy up.” After we all finished our breakfast I did the dishes and chatted with Billy while Joe ran some errand. About a half hour later Joe was back and said “C’mon boys, let’s give Billy what he came here for.”

We followed Joe back to the barn that had a room where he did his work. I was surprised how sterile and clinical it looked. Joe tailored the experience to what the client wanted, and Billy just wanted to be castrated, so it was clinical. He tossed me some scrubs and said “Put these on.” Joe did the same. We got Billy undressed and on the table. Joe took out a syringe and said to Billy “Don’t worry son, you wont hardly feel a thing.” Joe had me watch him numb Billy’s left testicle and said, “Now you do the right.” It took a few minutes until Billy was completely numb. Joe leaned towards Billy and said “Nice pair of nuts ya got there son, you sure ya want this done? No going back once I cut.” Billy just said “Yes Sir, please…”

Joe took a scalpel slit Billy’s scrotum, gently worked the testicle through the opening, and pulled it out. I watched carefully as Joe clamped the cord with the forceps, and sutured the upper part of the cord, handed me a scalpel and said, “Cut.” I did as I was told, remembering Joe’s warning from last night. I repeated the process on Billy’s other nut with Joe supervising. “Place his nuts in that dish, let’s get him stitched up” Joe told me. He showed me how to stitch so there’d be almost no visible scar. “All right, all done here, how you feeling son?” he said to Billy. Billy quietly said “Thank you, I’ve wanted this for so long.” Joe just smiled, handed me some gauze and tape to cover the stitches. We got Billy up, dressed, back into the house. Later that day Billy packed up, hugged us both, and headed home to start his new life as a Eunuch.

Joe squeezed my shoulders and told me “Nice job, apprentice.” I grinned ear to ear, and noticed I was hard as hell again! Joe told me he had a surprise planned for me, and I should follow him back to the barn. When we got there, Joe stripped down to his boxers, his hard cock making a big tent. Joe had me lay on the table, fastened restraints on my ankles and wrists, and cut off my clothes. I was so horny; it only took Joe a couple of minutes to make me cum. I wondered why I was still restrained, when Joe turned and grabbed something off the tray. He turned towards me and I saw he was holding a large burdizzo! “Son, this way you will really understand what you when you castrate a man” He told me, and clamped my left nut, waiting about a minute, releasing it and clamping my right one. As the pain shot from my nuts to my stomach, I shot my last load as a man. Joe had castrated me, making me his Eunuch apprentice