It didn’t look like hospital rooms in old movies. The walls were the same pink as desert sandstone, the door and trim were chocolate brown, and the ceiling was turquoise. The chairs and the bedclothes were the same colors as the painted desert, and the drapes were striped chocolate and ivory. The clothes they left for me on the bed weren’t earthtoned. They were all rose pink.

Pink is the color of Gay bottoms these days. Girls don’t wear it anymore. Back when my grandfather was a little boy, in the 1990's, purple was seen as the gay color. But now that’s only for gay tops. BiGuys always wear green, which I read somewhere was the "Gay" color before purple.

Girls wear blue, yellow, orange, red, or any other color they like. Asexuals wear grey. There’s no color for het boys, we’re not allowed.

I would have preferred being a BiGuy, there are very few of them but it’s a possibility. My aunts said no. I’m too "rambunctious," I need "to be mellower, sweeter." As my guardians they decided that it would be best if I was an effeminate gay bottom, and a nullo. For my own good of course.

I had a nice long thick cock. Well all guys, who aren’t nullified, or stubbed, do. Eight and a half inches and thick, not bad for fourteen. I might had gotten a full foot, most guys do if they’re given a chance. Just about everybody is tall, lean, fit, and hot. The whole wide world is a sexual banquette, and I’m going to lose my spoon.

The door opened and two guys walked in wheeling a pair of carts.. They were both adults, it’s hard to guess people’s ages these days, they weren’t kids and they weren’t old. Gee it must have been easier back when a guy in his twenties looked different from a guy in his thirties, forties, or fifties. They both wore pink. The fair skinned guy with black hair wore hot pink, and the brown haired guy with dark skin wore a sandstone pink.

"Hi Joey," said the first guy, "I’m Liam and this is Tony."

Before I could say a word they both striped naked.. Liam was slender and muscular, Tony was clearly a bodybuilder, but with all that body hair he didn’t compete. I also saw that Tony was a nullo and Liam had only a stub.

I broke down in tears.

Tony took my hand, "Hey kid, it’s not bad, I know it’s scary." His hands undid my robe as he spoke, I tried to stop him.

"None of that now." said Liam. "We need to start your therapy."

"It’s brainwashing and castration!" I screamed.

Both Tony and Liam were much stronger than me, and I suppose they were used to dealing with scared angry kids. They soon striped me naked. Tony cradled me in his arms.

"It’s not castration," said Tony, "You’re to be emasculated, like me."

He smiled and winked, "An empty crotched hot bottom."

Liam unfolded the smaller cart and locked it into place. It looked like a massage table.

"And Brainwashing implies submission. We’re just going to condition you to prefer anal orgasms, as well as to condition you to a strictly homoerotic sexual orientation."

They strapped me the table and began to massage me.

"Besides," said Tony, " they don’t just cut you, they vaginate your rectum."

"They what?"

"Well, " started Tony, "your rectum doesn’t lube naturally like a woman’s vagina, the walls are thinner too, high risk of perforation. Also the anal sphincter has trouble with penetration, and not all guys can experience anal orgasm naturally. Rectal Vangination is the series of treatments that handles all of that."

Tony and Liam had spread oil on me and were massaging my legs and backside.

"They’ll also enhance the erotic sensation of your crotch and nipples," Liam added, " and make sure you’re multi orgasmic."

"I really like that part of it." Said Tony with a wink.

Then Tony spread my legs and Liam put a ring around my boyparts.

"Don’t freak," said Tony,"it’s only the training ring. It will prevent erections and erotic sensations from your genitals. It’s static locked to your skin. It’s staying there until you’re modified."

Tony spoke in a soothing tone and rubbed my back, but I started to cry.

"Hey kid," Tony said stroking my hair and moving around the table to look in my eyes, "It’s not bad, They took my dick twenty-five years ago. Sure I was upset. But they made me into a hot bottom. And look at me." Tony did a bodybuilder’s pose. "Did you ever see such a hot butch guy?"

"I’ve got lovers," Tony told me with a wink, "and I’m a father. Bio-tech means you don’t need gonads to make babies." Tony squatted down to look me right in the eyes. "I was able to lactate, I fed my sons out of my body, I nursed them."

"I’m going to have a womb and vagina put in when I have my kid." Said Liam, "I’ll get pregnant the old fashioned way, carry the kid full term, and give live birth."

"Hank’s pregnant now," said Tony, "you’ll meet him later. Now we’ve got to start your training."

"What are you going to do?" I was afraid.

"You’ve heard of dreamies right?" Liam asked.

"Yeah, they’re illegal, aren’t they. They make you crazy."

"Well if you use them stupidly they do." said Liam. "They’re a good teaching and therapeutic tool. Like the training ring."

Liam and Tony strapped me to the table face down. Tony adjusted the table so that it bent at my waist leaving my ass exposed.

"They already gave you a good enema," said Liam, "So this won’t be messy."

Behind my back Liam was working with the other cart, "We call this the Cornet and Collar."

Tony and Liam locked a collar around my neck and placed a ring around my head.

"Why am I so calm?"

"Liam and I rubbed you down with a tranquilizer, we took the counter agent before we came in." Tony said in a soothing tone.

"This," said Liam," is called the Pacifier." He slid something into my anus.

"Relax," said Tony, "This will be fun!"

I began to feel happy and excited. I suddenly realized I smelled a smell like a locker room. Like a locker room full of sweaty boys. And I loved it.

I thought about last school term. Beverly (he’s a big butch soccer-player but his mom named him that, he says at least it USED to be a boy’s name) was telling the guys about yesterday’s game.

It was an away game so we didn’t get to see it. Beverly was nude, he always was in the locker room, and I thought about Beverly’s body.

I’d never thought about it before, but Bev is beautiful. He’s got his mothers cocoa colored skin and his Dad’s blue eyes and chestnut hair. He’s build like a bull, and he’s like a bull between the legs too. I wonder what his balls would have looked like, but they took those long ago, he’s on HRT. I saw his dick wave back and forth.

For the first time I realized a dick could be beautiful.

I watched as Bev’s beautiful black serpent woke up. More excited Bev got telling his story, the harder his dick got. It stood right up straight.

Then Evelyn,( he used to be a boy, now he’s a nullo, it’s all genetic males at our school) reached out and grabbed it. Bev smiled.

Evelyn kissed Bev’s dick. It was such a sweet thing.

It was only Evelyn, Bev and me in the locker room, the other boys left long ago, but I could still smell them. Bev reached down and kissed Evelyn full on the mouth. Bev then sat down on a bench by the wall and Evelyn kneeled between his legs.

Coach Roberts, came up behind me, he was nude.

"Here, Robin, use this lube when you jack-off." said the coach.

I thanked him and he gave me a dildo, it buzzed nicely as I slid it up my ass. I admired the coach’s well muscled body and his sweet nulled crotch. The coach told me the fine points of anal masturbation as we watched Bev and Evelyn.

Bev’s beautiful skin was covered with tiny beads of sweat like jewels. Evelyn pulled back Bev’s foreskin like it was a rare flower and gently licked the inside. Then he kissed Bev’s glans and swallowed it. Bev moaned.

I heard the coach moan too, I saw the drops of sweat in the yellow curls on his chest, his belly, his sweet nulled crotch. Good Lord, why hadn’t I seen how beautiful the coach was before?

I turned back toward Bev and Evelyn. Evelyn was deep throating Bev and his hands were all over Bev. I felt a tightness in my bottom and my legs, like the feeling before I cum. But my dick was limp between my legs.

Suddenly, it was me between Bev’s legs. My mouth on his dick! I was so happy!

Then I came, I came so hard, yet my dick was limp.

Bev came in my mouth, I swallowed it all. I wanted more.

The Coach picked me up in his powerful arms (I saw the long line of spunk dripping from his pee hole), "I’m proud of you Robin," said the Coach, "you’re a real cocksucker now!"

The Coach kissed my on the mouth, and then Bev, and the Coach again. Then I came again hard.

Then I woke up.

"I told you this would be fun." said Tony.

Liam winked, "A couple of weeks of this and you’ll be a new man."

(End of Part 1)