My wife, Doris, has a male friend named Shane who is very much in love with her. Doris and Shane are both almost twenty years younger than I am. She cares very much for Shane also but, because she feels some responsibility toward me, she will not have sex with him. He soon realizes that it is because of her feelings for me that she won't go to bed with him. Shane is a doctor and she goes out with him quite often but I have never met him. In his lust for my wife he finally hatches a plot to kill me to get me out of the way so he can have Doris all to himself. When he tells Doris about his plan she will not go along with murder but, since she wants him as much as he wants her, she instead comes up with a plan that, once they discuss it, Shane likes even better.

One evening I answer the doorbell and find a handsome young stranger standing there. He has cruel black eyes and he smiles maliciously at me as he says, "Hello, Rod, I'm Shane." I am at first surprised and then amused as I confidently ask him to come in. Without any fanfare, he says, "I want your wife! I was going to kill you to get you out of the way so I could make love to Doris whenever I wanted to!" I laugh out loud and look at Doris who is watching us both closely with a tight nervous smile on her pretty face. I say to him, "No way, Buddy, now get the hell out of here!" Shane says, "Fuck you, bastard!" and punches me in the face. I have always considered myself a lover rather than a fighter but I try to fight back anyway. However, Shane is younger, bigger and stronger than I am.

Doris is watching us and I can tell that she is totally fascinated by the raw vicious animal sensuality of our fighting. Then Shane hits me very hard on the side of my head with his knotted fist and I go down. The next thing I know I am lying naked on my back in our bed with my hands tied together to the headboard and my legs spread wide with my ankles tied to each end of the foot board.

Shane and Doris are also naked in the bed next to me screwing like a couple of jack rabbits. She is crying and moaning and I can't seem to turn my eyes away from the point where their bodies are joined as he slams his cock relentlessly into her tight hot pussy. For some reason I notice that his prick is much longer and thicker than mine is.

When he sees that I have regained consciousness Shane asks T, "How could you ever let this dirty old man Fuck your beautiful young cunt?" and then he slaps her face very hard. She cries out in pain but the slap only serves to inspire her as her body bounces wildly under his. He slaps and Fucks her for some time.

They have sex for at least another fifteen minutes during which time she sucks his cock hungrily and she comes at least three times while he eats her twat but apparently he does not come. Then he unties my feet and puts them up onto his shoulders. His prick is enormous and I know immediately that he intends to impale me with it. I beg him not to screw me. I tell him he can Fuck Doris anytime he wants to but he says he doesn't need my permission any more as he drives his massive cock deep into my virgin ass hole without using any lubrication. I scream in agony at the terrible pain that rips at my extremely stretched anus.

Both Shane and Doris notice that I have developed a huge erection also. She giggles, "Look, he's enjoying it!" Shane still has not come when he finally pulls out of my burning ass and I can see his big organ is streaked with shit and with blood from screwing my tight rear opening. I beg, "Please don't hurt me anymore," but he laughs cruelly and says, "Rod, old boy, the night is young and the fun is just beginning!"

Doris helps him as he reties my feet so that my legs are spread painfully wide. I am spread-eagle on the bed and completely immobilized. Shane grins like a little boy and admits, "Rod, it's really true that I had planned to kill you but Doris had a much better idea." I ask fearfully, "What do you have in mind?", and he says quite calmly, "We are going to castrate you!" For the first time in my life I feel real fear and get very nauseous as I turn to Deb, pleading with her, "Doris, please, don't let this happen! I'll do anything you want!" She smiles and says, "Shane is a much better lover than you ever were and I love his thick hard cock filling me and spurting jism into my mouth or into my cunt. The reason I decided not to let Shane kill you is because I want you to take care of the house and work to support us in a life of leisure and sex!"

I can't believe she will let him do this to me but she drives the knife even deeper into my heart. She says, "As a eunuch you can never again compete with Shane for my body but don't worry, you'll still be able to have sex. Shane craves anal intercourse but, as you know, it hurts me too much. So, when he is really horny for a piece of ass he will use yours instead of mine!" As a final cruel twist she says, "We will keep your severed testicles in a jar of formaldehyde as a form of blackmail and we will reveal your condition publicly if you ever attempt to make trouble for us but I know you could never expose yourself to that sort of humiliation." She also says, "From now on you will turn over all of your income to us." I fume and scream and cry and beg but to no avail as she tells me, "Why don't you just be quiet and take what's coming to you, Rod?"

The fact that Shane is a doctor and will undoubtedly do the operation cleanly and without infection is of little consolation as he brings sterile towels and instruments to a table next to the bed. He stands and watches casually as Doris shaves the hair from my balls. My prick is limp and shriveled with fear. I shiver in terror as he nonchalantly grasps my genitals and bathes my scrotum and penis with alcohol. For the first time the full impact of what they are about to do comes crashing down on me, they are actually planning to cut off my balls! I panic, alternately screaming curses at them wildly and then whimpering and begging for mercy but they ignore me. Shane just continues to prepare me and then he dons a pair of rubber gloves. He sits between my legs and takes my nuts in one hand, instructing Doris to take hold of my penis and hold it up out of the way. I try to squirm out of their grasp but I am tied too securely.

Shane just smiles and, holding a scalpel in front of my eyes, says, "I am going to cut away your nuts without any anesthetic. I want you to feel every bit of the terrible pain as I slice open your ball sacs and rip out your precious testicles by the roots. I'm even going to let you watch me destroy your masculinity". I am terrified as my body quivers and tears run down my face but I am also strangely fascinated as I watch him pull my large balls painfully away from my crotch. As much as I try, I can't seem to turn my eyes away as he wraps his fingers tightly around the base of my scrotum squeezing the skin shiny and tight over the testicles. He slides the sharp edge of the scalpel almost casually across the bulge of my taut left nut and a thin red line appears. At first I feel little pain. Then he tightens his grip around the base of my scrotum and the thin red line widens to become a gaping wound. It feels like someone has just kicked me in the crotch!

Doris is watching the surgery with intent fascination and Shane has to remind her to hold my penis out of the way. Again casually, he pokes his fingers into the opening of the destroyed scrotal sac and pulls my left testicle out of its bloody pouch. I see that it is still attached to me by some thin tubes but a quick slash of the scalpel and it comes free and is no longer a part of my body. He holds the bloody mess before my eyes as I babble incoherently. He then drops it into a jar of formaldehyde with a loud plunk. Still smiling he quickly slices open my other ball sac and pulls out my remaining testicle. He holds it up as high as he can while it is still attached to my body and touching the scalpel to the connecting flesh, says, "Say Good-bye to your balls, Rod!" I have never heard such an evil laugh as he cuts the last of my manhood loose, completing my emasculation. That testicle joins it's mate in the jar.

The act of emasculation is very powerful and very primitive. It is the inevitable result of the struggle of two savage males competing for one female. The finale is total, as one savage defeats the other and takes his strength - his maleness - the ultimate in domination - the ultimate in defeat and humiliation.

The operation is completed as Shane cuts away the now useless scrotal pouch. Then he and Doris proceed to Fuck like crazy lying next to me. Doris notices that I have an enormous erection. She asks Shane how that can be when I don't have any balls left to create male sex hormones. He laughs his evil laugh again and says there are obviously still some hormones left in my system. He again rams his thick cock deep into D's horny cunt and, beaming with self-satisfaction, pronounces my epitaph: "You can be sure it will be his last erection!"