I got home from school at about 3:00 PM and had a look at the mail.   Was there anything for me?  No such luck.  However there was something addressed to my mom.  Well actually it was addressed to her "or resident".  It was one of those mass market mailers so you'd  figure it wasn't anything too personal or very important.  You'd figure that it was just someone trying to sell you somthing you didn't really need or want.  But that's just it, it was personal.  VERY personal.   It looked like one of those large glossy advertising brochures they send out to get you to buy an expensive vacation.  But this one didn't have a picture of the Eiffel Tower or some tropical island paradise.  What it had was a picture of a very happy looking woman hugging an equally happy looking boy of about 11, about my age.  The caption really caught my attention.  I bold letters it read, "Have you considered genital nullification for your boy?  If not here are some facts to consider".

I couldn't believe that whoever sent this thing out was serious.  They couldn't really mean it, or could they?  I had to find out.  I had to know if this was a joke or what.  I opened the envlope and started to read.  It said, "Castration was once dangerious, painful and irreversible.  But thanks to modern science it is now safe, painless and most important, reversible.  And now Zygo corporation has made it inexpensive and convenient.  A phone call will start the process that will soon lead to your boy enjoying all the health benefits and safety of being a eunuch.  Upon reaching his 18th birthday if he so decides he can have his genitals restored.  What are you waiting for?  Call us today!

The package also had an info commercial in the form of a DVD.  I had to learn more so I ran upstairs to play it on my computer.  As I did so I wondered why my dick was so hard.  The DVD started out with a nice looking woman of about 40 sitting in a very plush office.  "Hello,  she said, "I'm Doctor Susan Gobin, a board certified surgeon.  I'm sure you have heard the old saying, 'An ounce of prevention is worth a pound of cure'.  Well that is never more true than when dealing with boys and castration.  One of the greatest problems facing society today is that boys become capable of sexual funtions years before they have developed the emotional maturity to make responsible decisions.  A 12, 13 or 14 year old boy will experance a constant, and in some cases, overpowering desire to copulate often with disastrous  results and unwanted pregnancies.  The few boys who are able to refrain are left feeling frustrated and deprived.  Feelings that may well haunt then the rest of their lives."

I don't really understand everything the doctor was talking about but I got the general idea and it sure sounded sick.  But for some reason my dick was so hard that I had to pull down my pants just to give it some air.

I turned my attention back to the DVD player.   The doctor was saying "Fortunatly we can help.  Genital nullification will render your boy both disinterested and incapable of sexual intercourse.  He will then be free to fully enjoy his childhood.  Just imagine the peace if mind you will enjoy knowing that he is safe from contrating life threatening sexually transmitted diseases as well as a host of other problems associated with having male genitals."

"This afternoon I'll be consulting with a ten year old boy named Billy Martin and his mother.  Why don't you sit in with us and see what happens?"

At that moment the office door opened and a boy was brought in by his mother.  Dragged in was more like it.  His mom was holding him tight around the sholders pulling him along.  "No mom," he was protesting, "Don't you get it, I like things the way they are.  I don't want to see the doctor!"

"Why all the fuss Billy?" the doctor asked.  "Don't you want to see me?"

"Damn right I don't want to see you!" Billy shot back.  "I know what you do to boys!  I know what you want to do to me but I won't let you you ball stealing bitch!"

"Billy!"  his mother said, "Behave yourself!"  And then turning to the doctor she said, "I'm so sorry Dr. Gobin.  I don't know what has gotten into Billy.  He is normally such a good boy but lately he just hasn't been himself.  I don't know what to do with him."

"Don't worry about a thing Mrs. Martin," the doctor said.  "I help boys like Billy everyday.  Billy's reaction is quite normal but rest assured that you have done the right thing by bringing him here.  He will feel much better once I'm through with him."

In the next scene the doctor was standing in a park.  She said, "What you just saw was filmed three weeks ago.  I'm sure you'd love to know what happened to Billy."

I sure do, I thought as I stroked my dick.

The doctor said, "With his mother's consent I nullified Billy's genitals.  He has long since healed and come to except his new state as a enuch.  No longer a foul mouthed little monster, he is a much happier child today.  He is enjoying his innocence.   Why if I'm not mistaken there he is now!"  The Doctor glanced over to a group of buys playing soccer.  "Billy?" she said. "Is that you?  It's me, Doctor Gobin."

Billy came running over to the doctor looking happy and pretty in his clean soccer uniform.

"How is everything going?" she asked.

"Great Dr. Gobin," he replied with a huge grin, "My team won!"

"That's wonderful Billy," she replied.  "And how do you feel about being a eunuch?"

"Being made into a nullo was the best thing that ever happened to me.  I don't need to worry about getting kicked down there anymore.  And I can cross my legs with out worrying about anything getting trapped," he said with a laugh.

"That's wonderful news Billy, but as I recall you weren't too happy when your mother brought you in for your castration."

"Oh that," Billy said looking really sheepish.  "I'm sorry for the things I said and the way I acted.  It's just that back then I was a boy and what do boys know?  But now I know that you and my mom were right.  Nullification is the best thing for any boy."

"How do your friends feel about you being a nullo?"

"Well you know what boys are like.  Lots of them give me a hard time about it.  They make fun of me.  But I think that lots of them are just jealous."

"Well Billy I wouldn't worry about your little friends Peter and Jeff making fun of you much longer."

"You don't mean?"  Billy asked with a grin.

"I'll be seeing them soon," the doctor said.

"Brilliant!"  Billy beamed

The doctor turned to face the camera and asked, "What are you waiting for?  You have the phone number.  Make the call today and have your boy fixed.  It's just that easy.  He'll thank you for it.  And if you have one of those hard-to-handle boys don't worry.  We have a pick-up crew standing by.  They'll have no problem collecting even the most difficult youngster and will be glad to come to your home."

The video ended and I thought, My god what a load of crap!  I wondered how much they paided the child actor who played the part of "Billy".  How could that kid sleep at night knowing he had been used to make such a preposterous advertisment.  Who would believe this crap anyway?  No kid would be happy to be fixed.  But I got to thinking, and I wondered if Billy really was a nullo.  They should have shown "before and after" photos of him naked so we would know for sure. Let's see the proof.  In fact they should have shown them doing him, I mean the operation.  That would be interesting.  I wondered exactly how it was done.  Did he cry during it?

As I was thinking about all this I was looking at my penis and rubbing it.  It felt so good when I did so.  Then, with out warning, something very strange started to happen.  My dick started to twitch all on its own and I started to feel really really fantastic.  The feeling started with my dick but soon spread to every part of my body.  I knew what was happining.  I was having an orgasm, my first one ever.  It was dry but it was so much more powerful than I would have imagined possible.  The feeling of shear ecstasy was so great that I coudn't even manage to sit upright in my chair.  I feel to the foor and there I flapped about like a fish out of water. as waves of pure pleasure washed over me.  I'm not sure but I think I passed out for a moment.

After I came back down to Earth I just laid there on the floor trying to get my breath back.  I was weak but oh so satisfied.  I had never felt anything so wonderful.  I looked down at my dick and I just couldn't believe that it was just there for me to enjoy anytime I wanted.  It was there for the beating.  Anytime I liked I could give myself that exquisite pleasure, anytime!  This was better than being given ten million dollars.  I knew that I would do it again and again and again. 

I also knew that I needed to know how it felt to f*** someone.  It didn't matter if that person was a boy, a girl or a eunuch.  I had to know how it would feel to put my dick inside someone and take control.  I had to experance the feeling of being on top.  Nothing else in my life seemed so important as that.

The doctor in that video was sure right about one think.  Boys have an overpowering desire to f***!  My gosh what if my mom saw the video?  If she did she'd know too much about me.  I don't think she'd have me fixed but I couldn't take the risk.  I'd have to disrtroy the DVD and the broacher.

The less my mom know about this the better.  But I guess I should have known I couldn't keep something like that from my mom, not for long anyway.  A few days later I was pretending to do my homework while listening as she talked on the phone to her best friend Ann Johnson.  I heard my mom say, "Really Ann, you had Sean fixed?"  I should add that Sean is Mrs. Johnson's eight year old son.  He's only a little kid but I like him and we play together when our moms visit.  "How is Sean adjusting?" Mom asked.  "He's still sulking.  Well I'm sure he'll get over it soon.  After all it's either that or stay mad forever and Sean is too smart and too sweet a boy to stay mad for long."

Boy?  My mom just said Sean was a sweet boy.  Sweet maybe but from what I had just heard it didn't sound like he was a boy any longer.

Then I hear my mom say something tha made my blood run cold.  "Well I don't know," she said.  "Yes I have thought about making the call and setting up a date to have it done."

Call who?   Set up a date to have what done?  My mom couldn't be talking about me!  Could she?

A few days later Mrs. Johnson came by to visit and she brought Sean with her.  "Ryan," mom said to me, "Why don't you take Sean up to your room to play so Ann and I can catch up on what we have been doing."

"Sure mom," I replied.

When Sean and I were alone he asked, "Ryan what would you like to play?"

I coudn't wait to ask so I just blurted out, "Sean did your mom really have you castrated?"

Sean looked really glum and just sort of nodded, "How did you know?" he asked.

"I overheard my mom and your mom talking about it on the phone.  How long ago did they do you?"

"They did me two weeks ago,"  he replied.  "They use a fast healing cream so you are better in only a few days.  If you can call not having your dick a balls better that is," he added.

"But once you are 18 you can have it back," I said to cheer him up a bit.

"It's not that simple Ryan," he said.  "You see nullification is considered elective surgery.  Something you want to have if you can believe that."

"So?  What difference dose that make?" I asked.

"The insurance companies won't pay to have elective surgery reversed.  You have to pay for that sort of thing yourself and that costs a lot of money.  More money than I'll have at 18.  I don't know if I'll ever be whole again."

"What do you mean?"

"I'm not going to be 18 for another ten years and my mom says that by that time I might not even want to have my genitals back."

As horrible as the situaton was I coudn't help but be fascinated by it.  I wanted to know everything that happened to Sean.  No detail was too small.

"How did they do it?" I asked.  "Did you cry?" I wanted to know.

"I don't want to talk about it!" Sean snapped back.

"Well okay.  But don't bit my head off!  Will you let me see it?" I asked.  This made Sean mad, very mad. 

"Can you see IT?!"  he shot back, almost yelling which wasn't like him at all.  "Don't you understand Ryan, I don't have IT anymore!  They took IT from me!  I don't have anything at all down there anymore.  I'm completely smooth!  I have to sit down to pee just like a girl!"  The poor little guy was really upset. 

"Gee Sean take it easy," I said.  "I'm your friend remember.  Have you let anyone see you naked since they fixed you?"

"Only my mom," he replied softly.  I think Sean felt bad about getting mad at me and was now trying to be nice.  "The night after they brought me back home again my mom gave me a bath.  After the bath she dried me off eveywhere and she said, 'Baby let's have a closer look at you to made sure you are healing well,'  Then she walked me back to my bedroom still naked and had me lie down on my  back.  Then she spread my knees wide apart, as far as they would go, and had a really close look.  'Sean baby you are still just a bit red and swollen,' she said.  'I'll put some cream on and it will make you feel better.'  As she was rubbing on the cream she said, 'Don't be mad at me baby.  I know it's had for any boy to lose his penis but I had it done for your own good.  Once you get a bit older and see all the trouble boys get into you'll be glad we had it removed.'"

Now, more than ever, I wanted to see what they had done.  "Sean," I said.  "You know that sooner or later you're going to have to let someone other than your mom see.  You're going to have to undress when other boys are around in locker rooms and stuff.  Why not show me now so it won't be so hard for you later on."

Sean didn't say a thing but after a moment he kicked off his sandals.  My heart was beating so fast I thought it might burst.  I had to see what was coming next.  Then he slid down his shorts and underpants and stepped out of them.  He stood there, not saying a thing.  His head was downcast and he was looking only at his feet.  He acted like he was a  eunuch slave boy standing on the aution block ready to be sold.  The only thing he had on was a thin white T-shirt and that made him look even more naked.  I looked between his legs.  There was nothing there not even a scare.  It was like he had never been a boy at all.

He looked so sad and I felt so sorry for him.  I had to say something to chear him up, "Sean," I said, "It really doesn't look that bad.  Infact I think you look good this way."

He sat down on the edge of my bed, covered his eyes and started to cry softly.  I sat down next to him and wraped an arm around his sholders.  He leaned into me and let me hold him.  I thought that was really really fantastic.  "Don't cry Sean," I said, "I like your new look."

"Really? he asked and he looked up at me and smiled.  I decided to that a chance.  No guts, no glory, they say.   I smiled back and reached down between his legs to caress his empty crotch.  He didn't pull away.  Clearly he liked what I was doing. 

I needed to find some way to get Sean down on all fours so I could mount him.  That would be so fantastic!  We were both so entranced that we didn't hear the footsteps approching my room or the door being opened.

"Ryan!" I heard someone gasp.  I looked up to see my mom standing in the doorway to my room.

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