This is an edited version of the original. It’s basically the same story but with more descriptions.

Part One: "We need you to come home"

Ben had known for a long time this day would come. He was reminded of it every day when he took a shower or was otherwise naked and felt the brand on his crotch, right on top of the base of his tightly circumcised cock. At first he had been afraid his pubic hair wouldn’t grow back. But he was given a special cream which repaired some of the damaged cells. His blonde pubic hair had grown back, covering the brand on his crotch. Only on close inspection you could notice it. At first he had been very self-conscious about public showers and sleeping with girls, but he realized most people didn’t look close enough for them to notice. Besides most people would be mesmerized by the huge sausage, crowned by a beautiful mushroom head hanging between his legs and paid no attention to his brand.

Ben had gotten the call early in the morning. It had been his dad.

“Ben. It’s time. We need you to come home”- He just said.

Ben knew what he meant. He was now twenty-one years old, away from home at college. After school he left as far as he could go. The relationship with his parents and his community was never the same, once his fate had been sealed. Somehow word spread around about Ben’s brand and its significance, and people started treating him differently.

The twenty-one-year-old young man was lying in his bed, naked, next to a beautiful young woman. It was Sophie. She had been his girlfriend for the past year and didn’t know anything about Ben’s destiny or his family. She just knew she loved him. Ben loved her too. Last night they had fucked like young people in love do. He had slowly taken off her dress, her bra, kissed her. Their tongues met, while he was rubbing her full, round tits. She then took off her panties and Ben went down on her, spreading her lips with his tongue. She loved feeling his tongue in her. Ben had took off his shirt, dropped his pants and boxers. His cock sprang up to its full eight inches with his pink mushroom head, moist with pre-cum. Sophie took the big piece of meat with her both hands, and started liking Ben’s shaft. She loved that cock, in fact it was the biggest cock she had ever had. At first Ben had been nervous about girls giving him blow jobs because he feared they would notice his brand. Sophie had noticed it and asked about it, but he brushed it off, telling her it was a birth mark. Since she didn’t know the Church and the brand was partially covered by Ben’s pubic hair, she couldn’t make up that it was a neatly drawn emblem. Ben put on a rubber and slowly started to penetrate his girlfriend, pushing her lips apart with his big mushroom head, teasing her with his cockhead. Slowly inch by inch first but then faster, he began to fuck her, while she was moaning in pleasure. After they both came, they had fallen asleep, naked, in each other’s arms.

But it had come the time to say goodbye. Ben was relieved Sophie hadn’t woken up when his father had called. He stood up and put on a pair of tight white boxer briefs from his drawer. He didn’t need to pack, as he knew he’d be prepared for the ceremony once home. He wouldn’t have to worry about anything else for the rest of his life. Today was the last day of him as a young man.

It was spring, so he just put on a T-Shirt and a sweater. Then he put on his favorite pair of jeans. Sophie loved them, saying they were very tight fitting around his gorgeous bubble bum. Ben had been a track and field athlete. So he had a good lean but muscular body.

He wrote Sophie a note. He didn’t want to lie to her, but also could not tell her the truth.

“I have to go. I’m sorry. I love you, forget about me.”-The note said.

Ben took a taxi to the airport and five long hours later he was walking towards his dad’s car, having just arrived in his home town. His dad, Peter, gave him a long hug. Peter couldn’t help but notice how big his son had gotten and how more adult-like he looked, since the last time they saw each other almost three years ago. His son Ben was a handsome man, blond, a three day beard on his face. He wasn’t really tall. Peter was still taller than Ben, but Ben was muscular, with broad shoulders, almost ripping his shirt apart.

Ben loved his dad, but the relationship had never been the same after he found out about his fate six years ago. They used to be more like friends than Father and son, and enjoyed spending time together running outdoors. But they had grown apart. Ben had become more and more isolated at home and his parents didn’t want to bother him, knowing the burden he was carrying. His parents knew it was a great privilege to serve the Church in this way. But they also knew it was an extremely high burden on his young son’s shoulders.

In the car, Ben saw his mom. She hugged him too. In her eyes Ben could see she had being crying. From the airport it was a short ride to the temple. Ben remembered it all too well. It had been here six years ago that his destiny had been sealed. Of course he didn’t know it then and even now, he tried not to remember.

The three of them entered the temple through a side door. They climbed down some stairs to the basement and arrived at what looked like a doctor’s office. Ben knew it had to be here.

“Good morning Peter, Anne; I see you brought young Ben”- Father John said. He was the same tall man with feminine features and long hands Ben remembered.

“Yes here we are”- John said.

Behind Father John was Doctor Petersen. Ben remembered him too. Six years ago he had been there too.

Part Two: "Joy to you..."

Back then they had brought him here. It was the day of his fifteenth birthday, a Friday. His parents had picked him up from school. They had told him Father John wanted to congratulate him personally. As a fifteen-year old boy, Ben trusted Father John and had been brought up to respect and love the Church and its teachings. He had been brought to the same room he was in now; both of his parents still with him.

“Ben, happy birthday, my boy!”- Father John said with a wide smile across his face.

“Thank you”- Ben answered, as he hugged Father John.

That’s when he met doctor Petersen. He was standing behind Father John, wearing some white scrubs. He was, like Father John, a tall man, who stroked Ben as not very friendly. Father John introduced him to Ben, Ben’s parents already knew him. Father John then began to talk about how Ben, now at fifteen, was no longer a boy, how his body was changing and he was now becoming a man. Ben felt slightly uncomfortable and began to blush. He wasn’t used to an adult talking with him about that stuff and felt embarrassed. He had noticed the changes himself a few years ago and had been masturbating a lot in the past year, rubbing his foreskin against his cockhead.

“There is a lot that can go wrong in these times. So we want to make sure everything is fine and you are ready for life as a man. That’s why Doctor Petersen is here, to perform a physical on you”- Father John said in his trademark fatherly voice.

It stroked Ben as odd, especially with both his mom and his dad being in the room. He had had physicals before, when he was a child and he had been accompanied either by his mom or dad back then. But he was fifteen now, he was old enough to go by himself. But both his parents and Father John said it was ok and Ben thought that it probably wasn’t going to be that bad and better to get on with it fast.

Ben was asked to sit on the doctor’s table and to remove his shirt, while Father John and his parents waited seated on the other side of the room, with a good view of what was going on. The doctor checked his eyes, neck, and chest, playing close attention to the developing teen. Ben had a smooth chest with developing pectorals and a well defined six-pack, which the doctor didn’t waste time to caress. Ben felt goose bumps as the doctor’s large hands were stroking his body.

“Everything seems fine here. Ben, now could you please stand up and remove your jeans”- Doctor Petersen said.

“Do I really have too?”-Ben asked nervously looking over at his dad.

“It’s ok Ben, don’t worry”- His dad said. Ben trusted his dad.

Ben took off his jeans and stood in front of the table just in his tight white briefs. He was asked to lie down on his back, which he did. Doctor Petersen then began to probe his abs. Ben had been on the track team for ages, so that he had developed a nice six-pack. The boy wasn’t bad looking, even back then. He had developed a nice set of abs and a strong pair of legs. Also his bubble butt was muscular even back then. Ben almost jumped when the doctor pulled down his underwear a bit, showing his pubes.

“Relax, I’m looking for any swelling”- the doctor said.-“Ok Ben, now I need you to stand up, drop your briefs and go to the scale for me please”

Ben was horrified. He didn’t want his parents and father John to see him naked. Ben was a jock in High School and was used to showering naked with other jocks his age after training, but this was a whole different matter. He couldn’t remember the last time his parents had seen him like that before. It was embarrassing enough for them to see him in his tight underwear and now this.

“Don’t worry Ben, there’s nothing your parents and I haven’t seen before. You seem to be a fit young man so just don’t worry about it”- Father John said, winking at Ben.

Ben thought that better to get through with it quickly. So, in one quick move he pulled down his briefs and cupped his genitals with both his hands. He then walked to the scale. Ben’s dad could not help but notice his son’s muscular butt as he was walking towards the scale. He had certainly developed very well in that department because of all the running he did.

“Ok, height is normal, weight is adequate for his age too”- the doctor said looking at the scale. Ben’s face was red from embarrassment thinking how the three adults in the room had a full view of his bubble bum.

“Now, Ben. I know this is embarrassing for you, but it need not too. I’m going to ask you to sit in that chair and relax”- the doctor said pointing a kind of reclining dentist chair with stirrups.

Ben was again less than happy to comply, but he guessed he didn’t have a choice. He was a docile kind of kid, always getting along with the adults pretty well, so it didn’t came natural to him to protest. The Church had always taught him to respect adults and their choices, so although he found the whole situation bizarre, he figured out the adults knew better. He walked towards the chair and sat his bare ass on it, all the while holding his hands firmly in front of his cock and balls.

The doctor grabbed Ben’s legs one by one and put them on the stirrups and then fastened them to it with tight leather straps. Ben was uneasy now. He felt completely exposed, since in that position his asshole was open for everyone to see. The doctor then lifted both of Ben’s arms and bound them tightly over his head with similar leather straps. Ben was freaking out right now. He was completely exposed. The doctor and everyone else in the room got a first look at the boy’s flaccid uncut penis. He had a fair amount of blond pubic hair and a soft dick of around 3.5 inches, not bad, considering he was still going to grow.

“I know this is strange. But in our church, this is the process of becoming a man. Stay still”- Doctor Petersen said as he fitted a mouth gag on Ben.

The boy was freaking out right now, but it was too late for him to do anything. He was tightly bound with his legs spread wide. The doctor began applying shaving cream to his armpits, treasure trail, crotch and asshole. Not that there were many hairs there in the first place. He then took a razor and began to shave off the boy’s blond hair. Ben was afraid of getting cut, so he stayed still the whole time. Once he had finished shaving the boy, the doctor whipped him clean with a hot towel. He marveled at the results of his job. The boy now looked a lot younger without his hair, except for his teenage-sized cock, which had gotten half-hard during the shaving. Ben was aware of that and was deeply embarrassed. The doctor then put on a third strap around the boy’s belly, further hindering Ben’s movements on the chair.

Then something happened, that made Ben dread the moment even more. Father John and both of his parents approached the chair. Now they had all front row seats to Ben’s humiliation. Doctor Petersen began to massage Ben’s ball sack, feeling each of the boy’s testicles and pressing them lightly, which made Ben grunt in pain through his mouth gag. The doctor rubbed the teenager’s soft healthy balls. Once the doctor made sure everything was fine, he put on a pair of disposable gloves and lubed his fingers. He then proceeded to start massaging the entrance to Ben’s hole. Ben almost gasped when he felt the doctor’s finger feeling his hole. It wasn’t long before the doctor had one finger in. It felt strange to Ben. It didn’t hurt him, but wasn’t comfortable either.

Ben was horrified that his cock was responding in a way he hadn’t expected. It had grown to its full size now, with his foreskin completely rolled up and his moist pink glans exposed, leaking pre-cum.

“Good we can now measure that up”-the doctor said. Father John then took a measuring tape and grabbed the boy’s hard-on. Ben almost fainted when Father John grabbed his cock.

“6.5 inches”- he said. Not a bad number considering he was just fifteen and had some years to grow.

Ben was utterly embarrassed, not only was he having a hard-on and being probed in front of his parents, but now his dick was being measured.

“Now for the great ending”-the doctor said, and with that he pushed his finger further in and began to rub Ben’s prostate. Ben felt a warm feeling going from his ass to his dick and began to moan as white juice began to flow out of his penis. Ben’s chest was moving heavily up and down from the orgasm he had just had. It had probably been one of the strongest in his young life. The doctor then cleaned him up and took a sample of the boy’s semen.

“It all seems to be fine with this boy. I think we can continue”- the doctor said.

“Ben, you’re now fifteen and ready for life as a man, as we just have seen. We now have to make sure your body is ready. The foreskin belongs to a boy. A man is cut and proud”-Father John said looking at Ben.

With that Ben’s parents and father John held hands and began a prayer, while doctor Petersen took again a hold of young Ben’s softening penis. He then pulled Ben’s foreskin as far back as it could go and placed a metallic bell over the boy’s sensitive glans. It felt slightly uncomfortable to Ben, as he was shaking his head in horror, aware of what was going to happen. The doctor then let the skin roll back over the bell. He then took a metallic clamp from his table and placed it over the boy’s penis, tightening it and cutting the blood flow to the foreskin. Ben was in pain right now, not knowing why the doctor was doing that with his penis and confused by his parents’ inaction. Doctor Petersen waited shortly; making sure the blood flow to Ben’s penis had been cut. He then pulled out a scalpel and began to cut off Ben’s foreskin. Ben wanted to scream. It was extremely painful.

“Don’t worry, we’ll be done soon”-the doctor said as he finished removing the skin and throwing it away. He then removed the clamp and the bell and put some stitches on his dick.

“Now you are a man”-Father John said, while he and Ben’s father put their hands on the boy’s shoulders.

Tears were running from Ben’s eyes. What had happened to him? What was this all about? Why had the people he trusted allowed this to happen? He thought to himself.

Unfortunately, this wasn’t over for Ben. As the doctor began washing his hands, Father John fell to the floor and began to convulse. Ben’s dad tried to help and didn’t understand what was going on. Soon after Father John stood up and looking directly at Ben’s parents said.

“Joy to you and your family! I have had a vision! Your son Ben is to be an Oracle Priest!”

Ben didn’t understand what was going on. He was in too much pain to even listen to what Father John was saying. Ben’s mom began to cry and Ben’s father just held her and looked over at his son, who was still very naked tied to the chair, with his legs spread and his now cut penis resting on his thigh.

“We accept the Church’s will”-was all Ben’s dad was able to say, with tears beginning to roll from his eyes.

Doctor Petersen, who had left after hearing Father John’s epiphany, came back with a heated Iron. It was fairly small and had a symbol Ben recognized as being the Church’s.

“This will hurt boy, but be brave. You have being chosen”-the doctor said and with that he pushed the iron on Ben’s skin, placing the brand just over the base of the boy’s penis. Ben screamed through his gag as he had never before and passed out shortly, since the pain was too great.

The next thing Ben remembered was waking up in his bed at home. He was naked except for a medical band covering his penis. He saw the awful brand on his crotch and began to scream. His parents arrived and tried to console him. They told him, that he was now a man. In the eyes of the Church a man had to be circumcised, that’s why they had brought him to doctor Petersen.

“You’ll heal soon enough and you’ll love your new look”- Ben’s dad said, trying his best to comfort his son.

“What about this horrible thing?”- Ben asked pointing at the still disfigured brand.

“You, my boy have a special destiny”- Ben’s mom said, a single tear running down from her left eye.

Part Three: "Goodbye"

That had been it. Six years ago. He didn’t resent being circumcised as much as he resented the way it had been done. It took a while for him to learn how to enjoy his new cock. And his dad was kind enough to make sure his son had enough lube available at home. In fact over time he realized how handsome his penis looked with the big head always exposed. It certainly gained him a lot of attention in the showers at college. Now Ben was in that room again, waiting for his destiny to be fulfilled.

“Hello Ben”- Doctor Petersen said, taking a good look at the man in front of him- “Boy, you’ve grown a lot since the last time we met”

“Yes, it’s been six years. I’m twenty-one now”- Ben said, trying to remain calm and not to think about how surreal the whole situation was.

“Of course you are. Now we need to discharge your parents of the vow they made to bring you back when the time was right”- Father John said looking over at Ben’s parents.

The parents of a chosen one were liable to deliver him when the time was right. With the destiny that awaited Ben, it wasn’t unheard of that a chosen one had run away. Ben thought about running away too, around the time he found out what was going to happen. But he just couldn’t do that to his parents. He knew it would be a disaster for them to be banned from the community and the Church they so much loved, whose business they even depended on. Even though he couldn’t understand why they would allow something like this to happen to him, deep down he hoped they knew better. Deep down he hoped this was the right thing to do or that they wouldn’t go through with it in the end. Although chances of that happening were fading by the minute.

“Ben, please take off your clothes”- Father John said in a loving, yet stern tone.

“Here we go”-Ben thought to himself. It had been six years since these people had seen him naked and a lot had changed in that time. Back then Ben was a developing teen, now he was a grown up man. Ben took off his size 10 sneakers and socks, and then proceeded to pull off his sweater and T-shirt over his head with one quick move, revealing his mouth-watering abs and strong hairy chest, much more developed than six years ago. He had also developed strong biceps from lifting weights at the college gym. Ben’s dad couldn’t help but admire his son. He really had developed into a handsome, athletic young man. At the same time he felt sorry for him, thinking how all of that would be gone in a couple of months.

Ben then began to fumble with his jeans. Finally he dropped and stepped out of them. He was now just wearing his tight fitting white boxer-briefs. His bubble butt was still there, if anything it had become more muscular, as were his legs. Doctor Petersen was getting hard watching the muscular young man in front of him. He appreciated how well Ben seemed to fit his underwear and the large bulge he was making in them. You could even make up the shape of his cockhead through his underwear. The doctor’s eyes wandered from the boy’s broad back to his narrow waist and that muscular bum, hidden under the thin fabric of his underwear. Ben’s mom was surprised by how hairy his son had become. He not only had a beard but his chest and tummy were covered by a light lair of blond hairs, which glistened with the sunlight entering through a small window.

Ben hesitated now about dropping his underwear. It seemed strange to him, having to be naked in front of other adults. He had been naked in front of other people before, in the showers at school and at the gym, in front of the many girls he had slept with. But this time it was different, they were people who knew him, his parents, his priest, his doctor, and they would remain clothed. Doctor Petersen and even Father John he could handle, but his parents. Especially his mom, seeing him in all his glory, didn’t seem appropriate.

“Come on Ben, we have been in this situation before, remember?”- Father John said with a grin.

Ben just sighed, put his thumbs on his waistline and dropped his underwear. All present almost gasped when they saw the massive tool Ben was packing. Although still soft it was well over four inches long. It was obvious Doctor Petersen had done a great job when he circumcised him six years ago. Ben’s pinkish cock-head was massive, pulling down the rest of Ben’s massive shaft. It looked almost like a hammer. In fact Ben’s nickname in the track team at college had been the hammer, as most of his team mates knew him from the showers after practice. His circumcision scar was high and the two shades of skin were clearly visible. It was obvious too that Ben had a fading all-body tan. Father John and Ben’s parents chuckled at it. Ben had been with his girlfriend Sophie at a beach resort in Mexico and had gotten a suite with a terrace, where they spent many hours lying around naked. Ben had been uncomfortable at first, but since Sophie knew about his brand, he dropped his concerns along with his trousers. Ben’s mom couldn’t help but think how happy her son must have made the women he had slept with at college. Ben realized they were looking at his crotch and tried to keep some sense of modesty by grabbing his junk with his two hands, trying to cover himself up. His face was red with embarrassment.

“You’ve gotten a lot hairier over the years”-Doctor Petersen said, marveling at the sight in front of him, especially the boy’s muscular butt, now no longer covered by his underwear.

“Yes, I didn’t like to shave that much”-Ben answered, trying to sound confident. Once he found out what the consequences of his destiny were for his body, he decided not to shave, in order to enjoy being a man as long as possible.

“Please, sit on the chair”- Doctor Petersen said pointing at a barber’s chair, to his right.

Ben walked calmly towards it, his low hanging balls dangling between his legs as he moved. He sat his bare ass on it. Doctor Petersen grabbed both of his arms and bound them tight over his head. He then proceeded to tie his legs to the chair’s legs.

“Is that really necessary?”-Ben’s dad asked about the restraints.

“Yes, we don’t want to cut young Ben here unnecessarily”-Doctor Petersen answered, while checking the straps.

“I’m going to shave you now Ben, so please remain still”-the doctor said as he began applying shaving cream over Ben’s face, armpits, chest, treasure trail, pubes and ball sack. Ben didn’t move. He knew this was the procedure. He just wished his parents weren’t there to watch it all, seeing him naked in his full glory. The doctor was soon done with shaving Ben and removed the remaining hair and cream with a hot towel.

The young man really looked different without his body hair. He now looked younger, but with a huge dick and impressive balls. In fact his dick now looked larger without the pubic hair partially covering it. Without his beard his boyish face came to view. Ben’s parents were now reminded of the young eighteen-year-old, who had left home the first chance he got. The position he was seating in, left him completely exposed to the gazing eyes of the Doctor, Father John and his parents, who were admiringly drooling over the boy’s muscular body and huge cock and balls. Now, with Ben completely shaved they couldn’t fail to notice the brand on top of his penis. It had healed quite nicely and was now the very recognizable church emblem.

“Now we can confirm you are one of the chosen ones and we can continue. You are now discharged of your vow”-Father John said, pointing at Ben’s parents.

Ben lowered his head and kept looking at the brand on his crotch. It was the first time he had seen it like this, completely healed on his shaved crotch. His parents approached the chair, Ben was bound to, to say goodbye. Ben’s mom, teary eyed, just gave her son a kiss on his right cheek and told him she loved him. Ben’s dad put his hand on his boy’s left shoulder, and told him, they were proud of him. Ben couldn’t bring himself to lift his head. He knew he would not see them again and was sad because of it, but at the same time he was angry with them. Why did they allow this to happen? Why wouldn’t they help him?

“Goodbye”-was all Ben managed to muster, as his parents were leaving the room, his brown eyes filled with tears.

Now Ben was alone with Father John and Doctor Petersen. The doctor unfastened Ben and asked him to stand and walk to the scale. With his hands now free, Ben wiped the tears of his eyes and walked towards the scale, not bothering to cover up anymore.

“Right, I need to make some measurements Ben. Height 5’8’’, weight 155 lbs. Ok, now stay still I’m going to measure your waist: 29 inches”- Doctor Petersen said. Ben wasn’t the tallest guy. In fact, both Doctor Petersen and Father John were taller than him, but he was certainly fit and with a handsome boyish face and smile.

“Now son, to keep on your development in the next months, we need to make some last measurements”- the doctor said, gazing on to Ben’s crotch.

“What do you mean?”-Ben asked, fearing the worst.

“Ben, we need to measure your penis at full attention, if you know what I mean”-Father John said, with a wink.

Ben was horrified, but figured he didn’t have much of a choice anymore. He sat on the doctor’s table, closed his eyes and started jerking his cock, thinking about the night before with Sophie. He was nervous and uncomfortable but still managed to jerk it to its full size, after all, he was a twenty-one-year-old horny young man. His big cock was now standing vertical, parallel to his abdomen. The doctor then approached Ben with a measuring tape, savoring at the sight of such huge man meat. But Ben grabbed the measuring tape from his hand and placed it on his cock himself. He was getting angry at the whole situation and had picked up that the doctor was enjoying his job a little bit too much.

“Eight inches”-Ben said matter-of-factly.

The doctor was disappointed he hadn’t gotten the chance to touch that, but he was a professional. He knew he would get his revenge later.

“Good, now please if you can put your elbows on the table and bend over. We’ll be over soon”- Father John said, clearly enjoying the whole show.

Ben couldn’t believe that after everything that had happened and was going to happen to him, he still respected Father John. He turned around and did as told.

“Spread your legs a little bit please and stay still”-the doctor said as he was applying shaving cream on Ben’s now exposed asshole. He finished shaving the few hairs on it and grabbed an enema bag and rectal nozzle from the table next to him.

“This will be uncomfortable. But we’ll have to do it a couple of times to be sure”-the doctor said as he inserted the nozzle up Ben’s ass. Ben flinched when the doctor did that and found it uncomfortable when his belly filled up with water. He then was allowed to go to the nearby bathroom and take a dump. The procedure was repeated four times until the doctor was satisfied. Doctor Petersen knew that two times were enough, but he wanted to get back at the boy for grabbing the measuring tape from him earlier. Ben was exhausted and no longer cared that he was completely naked in front of two fully clothed men.

Ben was given a cream to apply all over his body. It would make him glisten with the lights on the temple’s center stage, showing every one of the boy’s strong muscles. Then Father John applied a special glittering cream to Ben’s brand, so that it stood out from his body. Both men, Father John and Doctor Petersen, admired the work they had done. The boy was almost ready.

Father John then took out a long narrow piece of white cloth and instructed Ben to put it around his butt and tie it in front of his genitals. The cloth barely covered Ben’s muscular butt, but the knot in front of his dick made a good job at keeping it covered. Well at least now that it was soft, and he didn’t have any pubic hair, since it was very low-fitting. Still Father John pulled the knot down a bit, almost to the base of Ben’s penis, so that his brand was visible, but not his penis.

“This is it, are you ready?”-Father John said as he opened the door towards some stairs.

Ben nodded and began to climb the stairs not knowing what was waiting for him upstairs.

Part Four: "Free Will"

The temple wasn’t very large. It had enough seating space for 400 people. The community was relatively small, so that the temple was large enough for them. But tonight it was packed. At the center of the temple a circular well lighted stage was located. All around it, adult members of the community were seated. All circumcised men above 15 years old and all girls who had already gotten their periods. Some Church members had even come from other communities and were standing behind the last row. The seats were arranged like in a coliseum, ensuring everyone a good view of the stage.

On any other day the stage itself would have just a pulpit, from which Father John would say mass. But today it was different. In the center of the stage a large metal bar about waste high, covered with a soft leather cushion, had been placed. On one side it had a pair of metal foot restraints. On the other side there was a large metallic pole with hooks. And finally below the rail a glass funnel had been put in place. A low stool stood idly next to a small wooden table on the stage on which two metal boxes rested.

When Ben finished climbing the stairs to the stage he was horrified. Father John had to give him a little push for him to continue walking. Ben had not expected that many people to be out there. He was even more shocked when he realized how close those in the front row were going to be to the ceremony, and how many known faces were up there. And there he was, half naked, barely covered by a loincloth!

Ben had been naive. An Oracle Priest isn’t made every day. He should have known that such a ceremony would command lots of attention. This particular ceremony had started with the death of the Oracle Priest Joshua the day before. The number of Oracle Priests had to be the same all the time. So there were some chosen ones, like Ben, in some communities waiting to take their place in case of death. Being an Oracle Priest was a great honor for his family, but it required an incredible sacrifice. Ben’s family was seated on the first row. But not very far away everyone Ben had known throughout his childhood in this community had taken their seats. Ben’s best friends from school, Ben’s first girlfriend, even some of his old high school teachers were there.

Most of his old classmates and teachers, who hadn’t seen him since he went to college, were amazed by the specimen of the man in front of them. The barely clothed blond young man was glistening in the light, his every muscle showing and glowing. They inspected with their eyes Ben’s blond hair, his boyish face and features, his strong pecs, moving up and down as he was breathing heavily. Their eyes wandered from his face to his hairless chest, to his six-pack and down to his well-defined Adonis belt. As he was paraded around the stage, those close to it couldn’t help but notice Ben’s strong thighs and muscular butt, barely covered by the piece of cloth he was wearing; some could even make out his cock and balls flopping against his thighs as he walked.

Once they had walked one time in circle Father John stopped Ben and made him face the crowd. Doctor Petersen, who had changed in to a black business suit, climbed the stage and stood to the right side of Ben, while Father John stood to the left.

“This young, twenty-one-year-old-man here, Ben, the son of Peter and Anne”- Father John said, pointing at Ben’s parents in the first row- “is the chosen one.”

At that point Father John tore Ben’s loincloth off, leaving him completely exposed to the crowd. Ben’s face went red with shame and he immediately tried to cover himself up with his hands, but his wrists were immediately held by both Father John and Doctor Petersen, who then pulled his arms up, like sportsmen do when they win a prize. Ben was turned slightly to each side, so that everyone could see the glistening brand on his crotch.

Some people in the audience gasped when they saw the big piece of meat Ben had hanging between his legs. Ben’s parents couldn’t help notice how different his now shaved son looked. The shaving made Ben's cock look even bigger. His flaring glans made Ben’s large and still flaccid cock look like a hammer, crowned by a pink mushroom head. Some of the girls and boys in the crowd began to fell a tingle in their crotches admiring the twenty-one-years-old crotch. But behind it there was an equally impressive tight-skinned low-hanging ball sack. Those close enough to it, could even make out the shape of Ben’s massive balls, in his shaved sack.

“Ben, are you here on your own free will?”-Father John asked.

“Yes”- Ben said nervously.

“And do you accept your destiny as an Oracle Priest?”-Father John asked.

What was free will? Ben thought. He was here because he loved his family and knew how much their lives would change, if he didn’t go through with it. Was it free will if he felt everything he had been brought up to believe in and everyone he loved and thought would care for his best interests were sacrificing him in the most humiliating way? Ben could not get his head around it really, it was only now, when he felt like vomiting and had to make a choice, that he became really angry; angry at his folks, at Father John, at those who had put him in this impossible choice.

“Yes”-where the words that came out of Ben’s mouth, surprising Ben a little bit himself.

This was it now, Ben thought. He had gone through this moment many times in his head, since he found out about what was going to happen, so he really thought he was ready. But it still was different, with all these people staring at him. He had kind of hoped that it would be a small private thing, in some Doctor’s office. And in a way he was right, the real thing would be carried out in a doctor’s office, far away from here, in private. But, an important part of becoming an Oracle Priest was the psychological realization, of your body not belonging to you only, anymore. And that was best achieved by a public ceremony.

Ben was instructed to lean over the rail and place his knees on the restraints. Then he bent over the rail and stretched his arms forward over his head. Father John secured his arms at wrists to the leather bands on the metallic pole. Ben’s arms were now tightly restrained, making his upper body almost unmovable. Ben then, as instructed, lifted first one leg and then the other into the restraints, pressing his knees as much forward against the soft leather pads. Father John then secured the foot restraints in place. Finally, with Ben in position he adjusted the back leather restraint across Ben’s lower back and secured it tightly. After making sure the boy was in place, Father John pressed a button on the rail, which raised it several inches.

Father John then took a step back and admired his work. Ben was secured to the rail, his legs spread apart, bent at the knees and no part of his body was touching the floor. With his spread legs, Father John had a great view of Ben’s pink asshole, which had also been shaved. From behind he could see Ben’s swinging cock and balls. Those seated in front of Ben had an even better view of Ben’s swinging cock. The shaving made it look like a large sausage sticking out of the boy’s body.

Ben felt pretty exposed at this moment. He couldn’t say he was uncomfortable, since the tight grip of the bounds kept everything in place. He closed his eyes, trying to avoid looking at the crowd in front of him.

Father John then grabbed the low stool, sat on it and placed himself behind Ben’s butt. He began to slowly massage Ben’s butt cheeks, spreading them lightly apart, to give him a better access. Ben was extremely mortified. Father John, a father figure to him, was massaging his butt! What he did next surprised Ben’s parents sitting behind him. Father John buried his face in Ben’s ass and began to lick his asshole. Ben let a quite moan out, when he felt it. He had never had anyone do anything like this to him before. In fact, after his circumcision he had never had anyone play around his ass again. Father John licked the skin around the sensitive entrance to Ben’s anus. He even took a small detour and licked the area between Ben’s balls and his hole. He couldn’t resist taking one of the boy’s balls in his mouth and suck on the tender skin of his scrotum. Ben began to breathe heavily as his penis began to grow to its full eight inches. Father John was clearly enjoying himself, rimming the young stud in front of him. He then moved back with his tongue to Ben’s hole and began pushing deeper and deeper into it. Ben let out another moan, which embarrassed him deeply, and his dick began to leak pre-cum.

Ben’s parents didn’t know what to feel about the whole situation. There it was in front of them a beautiful specimen of a man being pleasured, which naturally turned them on. But on the other hand this man was a family member, a son, and he was probably being pleasured for the last time. Some in the crowd had begun to get turned on by the show they were witnessing. Men were struggling to try to hide their erections, and some women had begun to wet their panties.

Father John opened one of the boxes on the small table next to him and took out a tube of lube, which he them rubbed around his right index finger. Then without warning he stuck it in Ben’s hole, all the way in. Ben gave another moan, this time louder and continued to breathe heavily. Father John applied plenty of lube to his left hand and grabbed the base of Ben’s shaft. He started to stroke the boy’s eight inches of meat. He could barely get his fingers around the boy’s thick warm shaft.

Ben began now to moan constantly. He was ashamed of having this most intimate of bodily functions in front of a large crowd of people who knew him. But still, nature got over him and he couldn’t resist the waves of pleasure he was getting, from his ass and his cock. Meanwhile Father John had managed to push three fingers up Ben’s ass, stretching the boy’s hole wide. Ben thought he wasn’t going to take it much longer and began to moan a little louder. He wanted to prolong the pleasure for as long as possible, since he knew this was his last time. His big fat cock was rock hard at its eight inches and was dripping pre-cum heavily, which all the parishioners in the first rows were able to see.

Father John sensed it too, that it was about time. He pulled the three fingers out of Ben’s hole and stopped jerking him. Ben continued to breathe heavily, his strong chest moving up and down, now covered with sweat, every one of his muscles showing. He felt kind of relieved for a while but that didn’t last long. Father John then just pushed one finger inside his hole and starting probing his way in, kind of looking for something; with his free hand he grabbed Ben’s shaft and pointed his engorged cock at the glass funnel in front of him. Suddenly Ben felt almost an electric shock coming from his ass to his balls and cock. Father John had found Ben’s prostate and was massaging it now. The pleasure was so great that Ben began to moan loudly and felt cum coming from his balls through his penis.

“AAHHHHH! NO! Please don’t! I’m cumming! Oh, my God!!!”-Ben gave a loud yell, as his white juice came in droves out of his piss hole while he was grunting loudly and breathing heavily. Father John’s steady hand directed most of his cum to the glass funnel on the floor.

“Good job. We’ll be over soon”-Father John said quietly to Ben, as he picked up the glass funnel from the floor.

He then raised it and said:

“This is the last juices of Ben as a man among us. He is now to overcome the state of man and become an Oracle Priest”- The crowd cheered and applauded, while tears began to run down Ben’s parents’ faces.

Ben was still tightly fastened and breathing heavily. His body was covered in sweat and his large cock was now softening and his balls were now hanging lower again after they contracted when he came. His face red from exhaustion and his eyes betrayed the fear of what was to come. Ben knew it was over, he just didn’t know how.

Doctor Petersen climbed on the stage again as Father John began a quiet prayer, which was followed by the audience. Doctor Petersen had never performed something like this before. He was the appointed doctor for all the circumcisions in this community, but when Father John asked him to perform this ceremony, he had to ask the Church for guidance. They sent him the box, which was still unopened on the wooden table next to the stool. He had read the instructions and was ready for the last step.

Ben began to panic. There wasn’t really much he could do, and there wasn’t any point in screaming right now. That would just embarrass his family, but he was angry and afraid, very afraid. It was like all of the sudden, he just had realized what was going to happen to him and that it was too late to run away. No one was going to stop the madness now.

Doctor Petersen sat on the stool Father John had sat on before and opened the box. Inside there was a pair of extremely tight and powerful latex rings, less than half an inch in diameter, and a pair of elastrator pliers. These were a special kind of Elastrator, usually used for larger farm animals. Normal elastrator pliers would be too small for a grown adult male, like Ben, with a big sack hanging between his legs. He picked up one of the rings and carefully stretched it over the spreader bar on the elastrator. He applied pressure on the handles and the ring was stretched wide open, wide enough for a grown man’s sack. Once he was sure the Elastrator was loaded, he began to massage Ben’s balls, feeling the thick smooth skin of his scrotum. He began to probe each of the boy’s testicles, running each one between his thumb and his index finger. It was a shame, the doctor thought to himself, as he was feeling Ben’s healthy testicles in his sack. The doctor was now sure that both of the boy’s testicles were low inside his sack and that he was ready.

This renewed attention to his genitals had made Ben’s cock shot back up to full attention. Ben could not believe himself. He was actually getting turned on by this whole mess. Tears started running down his face, mixing with sweat. Doctor Petersen now took a firm grip of Ben’s scrotum and squeezed it lightly with his left hand, kind of like milking a cow, causing Ben some discomfort. While still holding Ben’s scrotum, the doctor placed the elastrator under Ben’s balls.

“Please, don’t do it! Please don’t”-Ben began to whisper, knowing it was the last chance to save his manhood.

“This is going to be very painful, but you have to be strong”- the good doctor said as he slipped Ben’s sack through the band, placing the ring just above the testicles. Once he was sure it was in the right position, he looked over at Father John, who interrupted his prayer. Those close enough to the stage had been able to follow what the doctor was doing and could see how Ben was now breathing heavily and sweating from fear.

“Lord, here we give you Ben, who will now become one of your most special priests!”-Father John said, and with that Doctor Petersen released the Elastrator handles and the rubber ring tightened itself around Ben’s ball sack. The boy gave a loud howl that frightened everyone in the room. The ring was extremely tight and Ben could feel how it was crushing the cords and blood vessels inside his scrotum.

“OHHHHHHHH! NO! Make it stop! Please, make it stop! It hurts!”- Ben screamed at the top of his lungs, tears flowing from his eyes.

Those seated in the front rows could now see how Ben’s ball sack was now swelling and slowly turning blue. It wouldn’t be long before it’d turn black. The extremely tight latex ring was cutting the blood flow to Ben’s sack, slowly killing his testicles.

Ben continued to scream for a while. But after about fifteen minutes he stopped feeling anything at all. His balls were not quite dead, but irreversibly damaged. When he realized that, he just started crying inconsolably. After about an hour they were dead and Ben passed out. The parishioners had been waiting all this time praying, for young Ben’s acceptance of his new situation. Once he passed out and the doctor announced the death of Ben’s balls, they began to leave the temple.

Ben was brought down from his bounds by Father John, Doctor Petersen and his Father. They covered him with a blanket and took him to the doctor’s office downstairs, where the doctor removed the band, sedated Ben and made sure everything had gone well and the boy had indeed being castrated.

Half an hour later some priests from the Oracle Seminary arrived and took the still sleeping Ben away. He would be brought to an operating room, where his balls, sack and penis would be removed, and he could start his new life as an emasculated Oracle Priest.