I woke up as normal, naked as usual, nothing strange there you might think. I was even horny as normal and wanted to jack off about the guy I’d seen at college in the boys changing room in the catering department. What an ass! Lovely and firm just the way I like them. I wondered what it might be like to plough my nine and half inches into that sweet tight hole, and then it occurred to me. I am horny but why isn’t my sheet tenting out as normal? I reached down with my hand to check out my good that had never let me down before and to my horror I couldn’t find it.

I screamed inside and outside of my body I guess. Leaping out of bed I ran naked across my bedroom and looked into my full-length mirror. It was true I had nothing between my legs other than a very fine row of stitches where my cock and balls used to hang. I sat on my bed and cried for what must have been an hour. I guess I cried myself to sleep when my computer shouted out to me, “you have new Mail”.

I didn’t feel like reading it but I did any way to try and think what to do. I opened the message to see it had been sent to nineteen of my other friends but I didn’t know who it was from. All it said was, “You begged for it and we were happy to help – enjoy and thank you for you donation for our dinner.” I pressed play on the video clip and the image blew up into a full screen sized film of me standing naked with my nineteen friends. We all had massive erections and we were moaning while a guy with his head towards the camera was giving us a really good blowjob. I had only known that half my friends were gay like me but I didn’t think the others were.

I was getting horny again watching the action on the screen but still I didn’t understand what was going on. I don’t remember going to any parties and certainly not an all male sex one.

After the unknown guy had blown us all another voice asked us what we really wanted. Then to my horror we all shouted out in a loud voice, “Please cut our cocks and balls off we don’t want them any more.” Then we cheered at the end. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing or hearing but there I was with the rest of my friends asking for my cock to be cut off.

I was first up on the screen my cock hair gone. Then the unknown guy said to me “are you sure you want this done?” I just merely thrust as much of my cock into his hands as possible and smiled while shouting “yes”.

He then got out some kind of tool and started to slice away at my package. I just stood there like a dumb fuck smiling like I had lost my mind. I even swung my hips deep into the cutting tool asking him to talk as much cock root as possible.

I sat there for an hour watching cock after cock, get cut off. Each guy had the same reaction as me. Our photos were taken before and after. At the end of the film a photo dump was done on my computer and I could see photos of all my friends with their cocks and without and also photos of the cut sets. I sat pondering what we had all lost. At least I wouldn’t be alone in my loss. I just couldn’t figure out as to why or who was behind this and I guess I never will.

I guess all my friends were doing the same thing because all at once I received nineteen chat requests. I knew what it was all about so I put us all in one room. Many guys wanted to know if it were some kind of joke but even saying it or reading it we all knew that each of us was feeling our empty space.

Some of the guys were wondering if they should tell anyone or asking if it was worth living because their sex life was over. I took the step of telling all my friends that I was gay and often took it up the ass. Some of my other friends came out there and then since they didn’t really have anything to lose. I suggested that perhaps we all buy a strap on and then we could fuck each other until we could meet a guy that we could trust.

Any way, some months went past and I confided in a friend of my James Brown. He was shocked of course and said that if he and his boyfriend could do anything for us guy then we need only ask. So that how it ended up with each of us spending some time getting fucked by James and Paul. It worked out to be a different lad each night. They never seemed to ever get tired of fucking us.

Who would have thought that James Brown a guy we picked on about the size of his cock would end up being the guy that gave us all a could seeing too from time to time. All that sex certainly had a great affect on his cock because his is now nearly as big as the one I had lost and boy does he know how to use it.