Interview with Brandon and Don

Don Tanner is 35 years old, and about the same height and build as Brandon. With his medium length brown hair, he resembles the actor Pierce Brosnan. He sits in an easy chair, dressed casually.

-------------------------------------------------------------Questioner: Brandon, when were you castrated?

Brandon: About 3 months ago, not long after I met Don.

Q: How did you first get in touch with Don?

B: Well, I met him during spring break. I was surfing the net looking at leather and BDSM sites.

Q: How long ago did you first become interested in the subject of domination?

B: About 3 years ago. I’d known I was gay since I was 13, and gradually I realized that the idea of being somebody’s slave really turned me on.

Q: Don, what did you tell Brandon when you met online?

Don: I explained that I had several young slaves around Brandon’s age that I played with on a regular basis. Only one of my boys lived with me, and his name was Jason. While Jason was submissive, he wasn’t technically one of my slaves.

I told Brandon that I wanted a live-in slaveboy and was particularly interested in a diminutive person like Brandon. I wanted a slave who was completely shaved smooth who I could keep either clothed only in underpants or entirely naked all day long. And that at some point I’d like to begin piercing and tattooing him. Brandon seemed really excited about all that. And then I mentioned I wanted my slave to be castrated.

B: And that scared the shit out of me! (both laugh)

Q: But it didn’t scare you enough to break off contact with Don?

B: It did for awhile. I started ignoring Don’s e-mails. But then I noticed that I would get an erection when I thought about losing my balls to him.

D: Brandon began asking me all sorts of questions about the castration, what it would be like. I told him it would be performed by a veterinarian I knew and there would be no pain involved. It was a simple procedure. The slave would be on a table and receive injections of pain killers so he wouldn’t feel anything. I think that helped make up Brandon’s mind.

B: Don said that castration was the sign of the ultimate slave – a slave who was willing to give up his balls to his Master. That gave me a raging hard-on. I knew it was what I wanted to do.

D: I suggested Brandon come to Miami for spring break – all expenses paid. When Brandon called the airline ticket desk, he found that a first-class ticket had been reserved in his name leaving late in the afternoon the day before break officially began and returning late on the day before classes resumed.

B: So I couldn’t turn it down. I figured if nothing happened when I got to Miami, at least I’d get a cool vacation out of it. (laughs)

Anyway, when I got to the airport in Miami, I waited at this coffee shop like Don told me. I was really excited. Then this buffed stud sits down across from me, and tells me he’s Jason. I liked him right away. He grabbed my bag and told me to follow him.

Don was waiting for us by his Range Rover. I had expected somebody about 50, but Don seemed really a lot younger, and very good looking. Then he really surprised me by kissing me right on the lips! (both laugh).

D: I could see that Brandon was nervous about being kissed in public by another man. But I told him, ‘Fuck everybody.’ And that made him laugh and broke the tension.

While we were driving home, we did the usual chitchat. But then I asked Brandon if he was sure he wanted to begin slave training. I said that it wasn’t too late for him to stay at a motel or just turn around and take the next flight back to the university.

B: I didn’t even think twice about it. I was ready and eager to experience the training. Don shot me a big smile and Jason leaned forward from the back seat and clapped me on the shoulder.

D: Then I told him there was no point in waiting, so he might as well take off his jeans right now. (smiles)

Q: Did that surprise you, Brandon?

D: Hell, yeah. At first I didn’t want to do it, but then I realized Don was testing me, to see if I was really serious about everything. So kicked off my sneakers and pulled off my jeans and underwear, handing them to Jason in the back seat. I hoped no truckers would look through the window (both laugh).

Don said, “Nice bush.” Jason ran his fingers through my pubes and said, “We’ve got special plans for that bush, Brandon.”

It was humiliating, but I liked it. My dick got really hard as we drove along.

D: I told Brandon that he was doing fine, and that he might as well get used to being naked since he’ll be spending most of his time either totally naked or wearing only a jock strap. He smiled when I said that.

B: I couldn’t believe it when we got to Don’s place. It was this really big white mansion, with automatic gates and everything!

I felt a little self-conscious walking from the car into the house wearing nothing but a t-shirt. Then Don showed me around his place, and he said this was my last chance to back out. I told him I was ready to go through that door and start my slave training.

Don took me down a hallway to a room with tiled floors and walls. There was a medical exam table in the center of the room. Don pushed me towards the table and told me to hop up onto it. Jason came over and pulled my t-shirt off, then pushed me onto the table on my back and strapped me down. There was even a strap that went across my forehead, so I couldn’t even lift my head.

Then they put surgical adhesive tape over my mouth, and patches were taped over my eyes. My ears were covered with large headphones, and I could hear the sound of surf hitting the shore.

Q: Don, was this part of getting Brandon used to being a slave?

D: Yep. I wanted Brandon to feel like I could do anything to him at any time. But it also was to build up a sense of trust, because I wouldn’t do anything to him that he didn’t want to happen.

Q: Brandon, were you afraid of what might happen at that moment?

B: Yeah, I really didn’t know if I was going to lose my nuts right then. I could feel them shaving around my pubes, and manipulating my balls. I half-expected them to start cutting at any second.

D: But that didn’t stop him from getting a hard-on. (both laugh)

B: Maybe that’s because I wanted you to castrate me. (smiles)

Anyway, they put some stuff on my pubes, and there were all kinds of smells and sensations. I didn’t know what the fuck was going on. And when they finally let me up, I saw that they had shaped my pubes into a triangle and dyed them pink!

D: I told Brandon that he would keep his pubes that way even when he went back to college. He was freaking out about the other guys seeing him that way, but I wanted him to always have a reminder that he belonged to me.

B: Then Don hugged me, and it felt really nice.

D: Originally I was going to have Brandon wear a jockstrap around the house, but I decided he should be naked at all times so everybody could see his new triangle. Me and Jason would grab at his dick and balls to make him blush a lot. Then I decided to put Brandon to the pizza boy test.

Q: What was that?

D: Well, I had Jason order us a pizza. Just before I new the delivery guy would be arriving, I had Brandon give me a blow job next to the pool. The boy was good at giving head, and he sure seemed to enjoy it.

Just when I started to shoot, the pizza guy was standing there holding a pizza with his eyes wide open. (laughs)

I told the guy he should let Brandon give him head too, and he soon had his dick down Brandon’s throat.

B: And I loved it! I realized that sucking cock was what I was born to do. It was great feeling that hard shaft in my mouth, and tasting his cum.

D: That was a really important test. A lot of guys wouldn’t have done it, but Brandon obeyed me totally. So, I knew he was a keeper.

Q: A keeper?

D: Yeah. I knew this boy would make a great slave. And that I was going to castrate him as soon as I could.

B: He didn’t tell me that right away, though. That night he had me sleep in his king-sized bed between him and Jason. In the morning, I gave them both blow jobs. Then me and Jason went into the bathroom. I lifted up the seat to take a piss, but he said that “Peeing standing up is what men do,” and put the toilet seat down. So, I sat down and pissed that way. Then we took a shower together, and Jason washed me from head to toe. He slipped a finger into my ass, too.

D: Later that morning, during breakfast, I told Brandon how happy I was with him, and that I wanted to stay with me, to be trained as my slave.

Q: Brandon, how did that make you feel?

B: I almost cried I was so happy. I knew deep down that this is what I wanted.

D: I showed Brandon a contract and ownership papers I had written up. Brandon’s eyes widened as he saw words like branding, tattooing, piercing, and modifying as the owner of the human property saw fit.

B: And then I couldn’t believe it. The contract said that the sum of twenty thousand dollars a year was to be deposited in an interest bearing account in my name. Don explained that was to guarantee that should anything happen to him, I would be provided for financially until he got on his feet again.

D: Brandon signed the agreement, and now he belonged to me. I immediately put a steel chain around his neck and locked it with a small padlock.

B: Then they took me down into this room that was done entirely in black – floor, ceiling, and walls. Jason turned on some spotlights, then moved me to the center of the room where there were two black columns running from floor to ceiling. Jason put me in the center of the two columns, ordering me to stay where I was. Then he got a bunch of chains and stuff and tied me up, and put tape across my mouth.

Q: What happened next?

B: These two brothers came into the room, Jimmy and Jere. They were both teenagers. They started checking me out, running their fingers through my pubes, pinching my nipples. Then a bunch of other boys came in and started feeling me up, pulling my dick.

D: After the boys had a chance to meet Brandon, I came back in and told them Brandon was my new slave. They could play around with him, but not with his ass, because that belonged to me.

B: Then they got out shaving cream and razors and started shaving me all over my body. The only hair left below my neck was my pubes.

D: After that was finished, I told Brandon that as a good slave, he couldn’t keep his long hair. As a matter of fact, he couldn’t keep any hair on his head. I was going to shave his head, just like the slaves in ancient Rome. (grins).

B: I couldn’t believe it when Don took this electric razor and began shaving all my hair off. Then he handed it to Jere, and he finished the job.

Q: How did that make you feel?

B: At first it really bothered me, but then Don ran his fingers over my head, and it felt nice, kinda sexy. My dick even got hard (smiles shyly).

D: I had the boys put the leather gear on Brandon, to help remind him of his bondage to me. It was a real turn-on to see him in a collar and with straps across his chest and waist.

B: Then this hot latino boy, Carlos, kneeled in front of me, and gave me the best blow job of my life! He worked on me for a long time before he let me cum. It was incredible!

After that, all the other boys – there must have been about a dozen – gathered around me and released me. I was put down on my knees, and they all whipped out their cocks and started rubbing them on the top of my head. Before it was over, they were all shooting their sperm on me. The cum was running down my face and chest.

D: After the boys were done, me and Jason cleaned Brandon up. We told him how proud we were of him. I said he’d have to have his head shaved every day to keep it smooth, and he accepted that.

B: Later, Don told me that I’d passed every test with flying colors, He cupped my balls and said, “Tomorrow, I’m making you my personal property for good.”

Q: Brandon, how did you feel about that?

B: Well, it scared me. I didn’t think he was going to castrate me so soon. But I knew that it was coming sooner or later, and that it would have to be done if I was going to be Don’s slave.

D: He asked me whether it would hurt, and I assured him it wouldn’t, although he’d be a little uncomfortable for a few days afterwards. B: So I said, “Let’s do it.”

D: I don’t think Brandon slept very well that night, because I could feel him moving around in the bed. The next morning I kissed him and carried him into the bathroom. After we both pissed – Brandon sitting down, of course – I had him blow me. Then we took a shower, and after that I shaved his head again.

B: A little later I had breakfast with Jere, and he asked me all these questions about if I was scared. I said I was at first, but then it didn’t bother me. I said it’s not like I need my balls to get a girl pregnant or anything, and I can take hormones, so I didn’t need my balls for that either.

I told Jere that I’m gay and submissive – I’ve known that almost all my life. And, I want to be owned as a slave. Letting Don get me castrated shows him I really am dedicated to being his slave – it also tells anyone else who sees me that I’m not just playing some game pretending to be a slave, they’ll know I really am a slave. I said to Jere, “It takes a lot of balls to give up your balls,” Most guys just wouldn’t have the guts to do it. (Don smiles and kisses Brandon on his head, causing the boy to blush.)

Q: Tell me about your castration, Brandon.

B: Well, Jason came into the kitchen and told me to come with him. I gotta admit my heart started pounding and my knees got wobbly, but I followed him to the basement. Jason helped calm me down, saying that he’d seen this doctor perform a couple of castrations already, and that everything would be fine.

He helped me up onto the examination table, and put my feet up into the stirrups. Then he strapped me down. A little while later, Don came into the room with this bearded guy, Dr. Fisher. I figured he was the vet who would do the operation on me.

D: Fisher took some time examining Brandon’s scrotum, then said we’d have to shave off the pubes. It was a little disappointing, but I figured we could always grow them back.

B: Jason started shaving me, then Carlos, Jere, and another boy came in to watch. It didn’t really bother me having them there. Actually, it felt kinda nice.

D: Fisher hooked up an IV with a sedative into Brandon’s arm, and he started getting pretty loopy. I could tell he was having trouble focusing his eyes. But he wasn’t in a panic. I was really proud of him.

Q: Brandon, what do you remember from that point on?

B: Well, I saw Jason standing in front of my crotch, rubbing this orange liquid all over my belly and balls. Then Dr. Fisher started giving me shots around my crotch. It stung a little bit, but then it got all tingly down there. He started pinching me in different places, asking me if I felt that. When I said I didn’t, he told Don I was ready.

Jason stood in front of me with this gadget in his hand. I later found out it was called an elastrator. Dr. Fisher told him what to do, how to put the band around my balls. I could feel this thing squeezing my sack. It didn’t hurt, but I could feel the pressure.

Jere was watching everything really closely. I could tell it was turning him on – he had a big hardon poking in the front of his pants. Dr. Fisher asked him if he wanted to put the second band on, and Jere got really excited. He said sure, so Dr. Fisher helped him work the elastrator over my balls. Jere looked really happy when it was finished.

D: Brandon was very calm the whole time. I could see that he had accepted being castrated.

B: Dr. Fisher picked up this silver blade and I could feel this tugging at my crotch. I knew he was taking my balls, but I felt relaxed about it. By now I wanted it to happen.

Jere was standing really close, watching everything. That’s when I saw Dr. Fisher hand something to Jere – it was my sack! My balls were still inside. It was pretty freaky.

D: Fisher stitched him up, and we carried Brandon to a bed. I knew he’d be sore after he woke up later.

Q: Brandon, what was it like the first couple of days after your castration?

B: It wasn’t bad. I was kinda sore, but he gave me pills for that. It was a little weird when he took off my bandages to check on the healing. I could see my dick, but no balls behind it.

D: We threw a party after Brandon felt better. It was important to celebrate this milestone. The boys all had fun. They were kind of in awe of Brandon, frankly.

Q: How about the weeks after the castration?

D: I started Brandon on a very low level of hormone replacement therapy. I liked the fact that he had a somewhat androgynous appearance, and I wanted to preserve that. Brandon accepted his castration very well. I even caught him admiring his new body a few times in front of the mirror (smiles).

B: After I healed up, Don began having me suck him again. He thought I was really good at that.

D: Brandon did have a talented mouth! So I decided to train his asshole, too. He took to that really well.

B: It hurt at first, but then I started to like having Don’s cock inside me. It felt really warm when he shot his load, and we laid there together, him holding me.

Q: Have you been able to get erections, Brandon?

B: Well, for awhile I still did, but then it started to take a really long time to get it up, and my cock never really got that hard. I jacked off for awhile, but not much came out anymore. So, I just stopped doing it.

D: I’ve told Brandon that a penectomy might be something we should consider.

Q: Would you be willing to lose your penis, Brandon?

B: Well, it’s really up to Don to decide. It’s kind of like before I lost my balls – I don’t need my cock for sex anymore, and Don said they could make me a new pisshole. So it wouldn’t be a big loss.

D: I think Brandon would look wonderful if he was totally smooth. His penis has gotten quite a bit smaller since the castration, and it really just detracts from his appearance. So, I think it will happen before too much longer.

Q: Well, I think this has been a wonderful story to tell the readers. Thank you both for sharing your experiences about Brandon’s castration.

B: You’re welcome. I’m glad we could do it.

D: (smiles) I’m happy to tell the world about my wonderful slave. I’m so proud of him.

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Note: This interview is based on "Brandon's Slave Training" by Androboy. It's one of the best stories on the Eunuch Archive!