Thecia's Six Pack

by the June of 2000 my friend and mentor "Digger" almost never cut anymore. He runs a tattoo and piercing parlor near Dallas, TX.

With his reputation, he gets a lot of calls from the leather community and others who want a "cutting" for what ever reason. I get all his referrals.

He screens them and if they "smell bad" to him, he tells them that he will only refer them to a hooker with a rubber knife to play out a fantasy.

So far, He's kept the authorities away from me.

I had a client scheduled for the first Friday in June. We would travel separately to Mexico and meet at the doctors clinic, just south of Eagle Pass, TX, where I rent a procedure room on occasion.

The Monday before that day, "Digger" called and had another client for me. The hang up here was that the man's lover wanted to watch. I told the man that he could watch for an additional $300. on top of my $1500. base fee. I set it up for the same day as I had already booked the room.

On Wednesday of the same week I got a call from A guy that I had castrated a year before, asking if I would "do" his friend. He assured me that he knew the guy for years and he was sincere and not with the authorities.

I'm a little safer in Mexico, almost legal, I have a medical license in Mexico, thanks to a $500 dollar bribe and a $42.00 dollar annual license fee.

This coming Friday was getting out of hand. Now I had three sets of balls to do away with.

I told each of them to shave themselves on Thursday night. That would save me time.

Friday morning I met each man for the first time.

At 9 am, the appointed time the first walked in the small office. His name was Ralph and was obviously gay. His story was simple, he wanted a sex change operation and couldn't afford it. So this was step one. A step that he could afford. He handed me the $1500. in U S postal money orders and took a seat.

15 minutes later the second guy and his lover showed up. His name was Andy and his lover's name was William. William made it clear that his name was NOT Bill. William handed me the $1800. as agreed, then he told me that he wanted to keep Andy's balls. I told him that he would have to pay another $250. for that. He didn't bat an eye and handed me the additional money. This was before 9/11 so he wouldn't have any trouble getting them across the boarder.

Andy was the masculine one. He was in Levis and grey tee shirt while William had "flamer" written all over him.

The third patient came in right after William had given me the payment.

My professionalism flew right out the window. He was gorgeous. about six two and maybe 190 lbs, chiseled features and perfect light brown hair. I put him at about 34 years old. My loins warmed at the sight of him. The woman in me took over, I lost my composure and could barely speak. He wore tight jeans, cowboy boots and a light denim shirt.

All I knew is that I wanted him.

His name was Brian.

The room was divided into three curtained areas, as this was a clinic. I had each man disrobe, put on the supplied gown and get onto the gurneys. I was going to do this on a production line.

Two, four, six and done.

I visited Ralph first, he was pretty normal, a soft 5 or so inch cock and normal balls. He was cleanly shaven as I had instructed. I secured him to the gurney as a safety precaution, then I covered the area with Betadine solution.

I moved on to Andy and his lover William. Andy had a very long thin cock and again standard nuts. He was not shaven as well as I liked and I asked William if he would shave him. He readily agreed.

I steeled myself and walked into the enclosure with Brian. His Package was as magnificent as he was. Just perfect, nice big cock and very large balls. Just above this spectacle he had washboard abs. How was i ever going to be able to destroy that package?

If it's not proffered, I never ask the reason for having it done, but this time I couldn't help myself.

When I asked Brian, he looked away and said "I don't want to, but, I know I have to". I put my hand on his muscled shoulder and softly asked "why?"

He went on to tell me that he was a child molester, and he was moral enough to know that this was the only way. One type of person that I hate more than a rapist is a pedophile.

I suddenly hated this guy while at the same time admired him for doing what was right to rectify his plight.

I gazed at his beautiful large sack and huge nuts, at once being glad to take them and also hating to do it to this physically perfect man.

I went back to William and Andy. I saw that his shaving job was up to snuff and applied the betadine antiseptic.

I had given each man a tranquilizer and they were all groggy. Ralph's sack hung low in the hot room.

I usually like to taste the product of the balls that I'm about to take, but, with gay men I'm afraid of aids, so I put my velvet glove over the latex one and worked his cock. I tell them that this is necessary for the procedure, but in reality, I just like to see them cum for the last time. His load was not very impressive. Just one spurt and the rest dribbled down my gloved hand. Maybe a tablespoon full.

I used a towel to clean it up, I put a little more betadine on the area.

After I gave Ralph the local injection in each nut, it was very simple to slice his sack on both sides, pop each ball out and suture the cord. Routine.

The snip was routine too. Just slice and walaa, a ball in the hand, another slice and another nut found it's cutter's hand. I washed them and put them into my little preserving jar. I labeled the jar Ralph.

As usual there was very little blood, so, I left the wound open and went on to Andy.

I told William that it would help if he emptied Andy's balls. Without hesitation, old William went down on Andy's long needle thin cock. I had never seen a guy go down on another guy, It was interesting to me. I never did get to see his cum. William sucked up every drop. When he finished there was not even a drop on the tip.

Even flaccid, Andy's cock was so long that I had to tape it to his stomach to keep it out of the way.

I repeated the procedure that I had just done to Ralph. When his nuts came out of their sack and before I sutured them I pulled each to it's cord length. A friend had asked me if they were usually the same length and I didn't know. The left one was about 1/2 inch longer than the right. Now I know.

As I slit each cord, Andy's lover William gasped. When I put them in their jar, William fainted dead away. A cold cloth revived him and I told him to go sit in the chair in the corner. I left Andy's wound open for a bit. I saw William go into the bathroom and I heard him toss his cookies.

I went back and put a couple of stitches in each side of Ralph's now empty sack. Gave him a bottle of antibiotics to take home and told him to rest for a couple of hours.

Brian was laying there staring at the ceiling. Before I put the needle in each of his testicles, I told him that I was going to "drain" him. I worked my hand on him and started to let my lips find that magnificent helmet when he said "it won't work." I asked him why and he went on to tell me "because you're not 13".

Then I realized how sick he was. And I was more than ready to nut him. But, I was not to be cheated of my prize, my taste.

I covered his eyes with a towel, I lowered the volume of my voice and raised the pitch as much as I could. In a little girl's voice I said. OH! Brian, it's so big. Can I touch it? he got right into the fantasy and that near perfect cock began to rise. I got most of it in my mouth, but I would stop and say things like "It's sooo big, it hardly fits in my little mouth." and "that would never fit in my 12 year old pussy."

After he got into the fantasy it didn't take long. The first two spurts were not much more than drops, then he began cumming like it was his last one. (OH, wait, it was his last one.)

The man was a cum machine, he just kept cumming and cumming. It was probably only 10 or 15 seconds but it felt like minutes. God, could those balls put out.

I prepared him, slit his sack and popped both balls out into the open. I tied the cords and smiled as I sliced them. All the while thinking that I had saved countless young girls from permanent mental scarring. Such a waste, this guy could have almost any woman he wanted, but the ones he wanted were taboo. I know that if I met him elsewhere he could have had me in a heartbeat.

By the way, I did cum when I cut him.

After each man had five hours of recovery, I sent each one home.

I left that day with the knowledge that I "cured" a child molester,had an additional $5050.00 and two very nice sets for my collection.