The voice of the receptionist sounded rather nasal over the waiting room intercom. Jenn and I put down our magazines and walked towards the corridor.

“That's good,” said Jenn, “Clinic's almost running on time.”

The door with a big number 2 on it also had a small label which read, 'A.D. Williams SN (Family Planning)'. I knocked and pushed the door open and let Jenn lead the way in. She sat down in the chair next to the nurse's desk and I stood beside her. The nurse looked up from her computer screen and smiled.

“Sorry Mr Hills. Grab that chair and sit over here with us. Now, let's see...” she said, looking into her screen through the bottom half of her glasses, “Last time you were here - four years ago - you switched from using the cap to condoms. How have you been getting on with them?”

She looked up from her screen, smiled at my wife and allowed her eyes to glance my way, but only for a moment before going back to her screen.

“Well...” began Jenn, “To be honest, we haven't actually used all those condoms you gave us ...”

The nurse turned and looked at my wife and then at me. I couldn't help noticing that she was very attractive. She smiled again. The badge on her blue tunic read, 'Amanda Williams - Senior Nurse', and I wondered if she was called Mandy by her friends.

Jenn had kind of stopped mid sentence and was looking at me. I cleared my throat.

“The condoms were ok, I guess. It's just that, well...”

I found myself feeling a little flustered.

“I'm afraid we don't have much sex these days,” said Jenn, “My periods became erratic shortly after we last saw you and, well I lost interest ...”

Jenn was looking at her hands now, and it was my turn to come to her rescue.

“It's not your fault Jenn,” I said, “That's the menopause for you, isn't it nurse?”

The nurse reached out and put a hand on my wife's hands.

“Oh please call me Mandy. Yes you're right Mr Hills...”

“You'd better call us Jenn and Gary then.” I interrupted with a grin.

“Ok, Gary," she went on, “Have you asked your doctor about this Jenn?”

“Yes,” said Jenn, “but HRT is out of the question because of a family history thing. So we've kind of resigned ourselves to sex being a thing of the past, haven't we Gary?” She reached for my hand and gave it a squeeze.

“Well...” I said, but Jenn carried on.

“But we have had a fantastic love life haven't we Gary?” She didn't stop for an answer, “But poor Gary gets so frustrated, don't you darling?”

My cheeks were burning.

“Well, that's true,” I said, “but you do your best sweetie.”

The nurse was looking very sympathetic.

“You have tried vaginal lubricants?”

“Oh yes,” said Jenn, “but it still get sore easily. The tissues down there are really fragile these days. I just don't get much out of sex any more. I don't really have an urge either. Gary understands, don't you sweetie?”

And now both women were looking at me with pity in their eyes. Jenn turned to the nurse and blurted.

“I give him a hand job most nights...”

I felt my blush deepen.

“That relieves some of his frustration, but ...”

Jenn was looking at me.

“We understand there are things you can do to help him feel less frustrated?”

We were both looking at nurse Mandy now. Jenn was holding my hand quite tightly. Mandy looked from one to the other of us.

“Well, until recently there would have been very little we could do about this, but as you have no doubt read in the magazines there are a couple of things we can offer now. There are drugs we could try you on Mr Hills - sorry - Gary. These are drugs to reduce your testosterone. But they do have side effects.”

She was looking at her screen again.

“Yes,” said Jenn, “We've been reading about it. We'd rather not use drugs would we Gary?”

“Er, not really,” I managed. My tongue felt a little dry and my palms were sweaty. I rubbed them on the thighs of my jeans.

“That's ok,” said Mandy, “but you need to be absolutely sure you want surgery. If you use the drugs for a while and change your mind, you can stop.”

She was looking at me earnestly now.

“Yes,” I said, looking at Jenn, “we've read everything we can find and we've been talking it over for some time.”

“If you were younger I'd be urging you to try the drugs first, but so long as you're sure...” said Mandy, “There are a couple of ways we can proceed then. I can refer you for surgery - and you can opt to have it done under local anaesthetic, or under general, but that won't make any difference to the waiting time, which is about 13 weeks at present.”

Jenn turned to me.

“That's not such a long time to wait I guess.”

Then she looked at Mandy.

“Can you offer the new method we've read about?”

“I was coming to that,” said Mandy nodding, “Yes. It's a method that's only recently been approved by the medical council. It's called C.A.T., for Clamp Ablation of the Testes. It's fairly quick and has the advantage of not being an invasive surgical procedure. As it happens, I've recently been on a training course and am fully qualified to perform the procedure.”

Jenn squeezed my hand and almost squeaked.

“Oh good. When can you do ...”

Mandy looked from Jenn to me and smiled.

“Well, first I have to examine Mr Hills - er - Gary, to make sure the method is suitable for him. I can do that now if you like?”

“That's ok isn't it Gary?” said Jenn.

“Er yes...” I said.

mandy stood up and took hold of a curtain and started pulling it round a reclining examination couch. I got up too and found myself behind the curtain with her.

“Just take off your bottom half clothing,” she said.

Mandy went back outside the curtain and left me on my own. I sat on the edge of the couch and undid my belt buckle. My fingers were trembling a little, and I tried to grin at myself for feeling nervous. After all, when Jenn and I usually discussed this scenario I would be laying naked on our bed and she would be squatting beside me, with my cock in her hand, gently stroking my hard shaft with a slippery hand whilst the other hand cupped my balls. And she'd probably ask me if I wanted to give her my load.

“Yess,” I'd murmer.

“And if I wanted you to give me these balls?”

That question was always sure to make my cock twitch and pulse in her hand.

“Oh yes Jenn. Please ...”

But here I was in the family planning nurse's examination room. My darling Jenn was the other side of this thin curtain with nurse Mandy. I was feeling shaky. The thought of actually going through with this was buzzing my mind. I kicked my shoes off and peeled my jeans, underpants and socks off in one. I sat on the couch, swung my legs up and lay down. I automatically pulled my cock and balls up and away from my body.

'Hmm. Slightly sticky,' I thought, 'Come on cock,' I pulled it again, 'don't go small on me.'

I was trembling slightly as the nurse re-entered the curtained bay.

“Sorry,” she said, “Is it a bit cold?”

I tried to relax.

“No, it's just me being a bit tense,” I said.

“Don't worry,” she said with a smile, “I don't have VERY cold hands. Actually Gary, it'll be easier if you stand up for this.”

I swung my legs over the edge of the couch again and felt the cool floor beneath my bare feet as I stood up. The nurse sat on the chair beside the couch, placed her hands on my hips and drew me towards her. It was strange to be touched by her gloved hands. I realised that I probably hadn't been touched there by any other woman but Jenn for, let's see ... maybe thirty years. Then Mandy calmly took hold of my cock with her left hand, lifted it, and with the other hand took hold of my left ball. She rolled the ball between her fingers and gently pulled down on my sac. I felt a warmth in my groin and I knew my cock was starting to grow. Mandy's fingers were rolling my left ball cord, squeezing here and there. She let go of my cock and was using both hands to feel both of my ball cords. My cock was standing straight out now. I was looking down at the top of Mandy's head.

“What do you think?” said Jenn. She had poked her head round the curtain and was watching and smiling.

Mandy didn't look up.

“Good,” she said, “It was thoughtful of you to shave. Nicely defined cords too, and your scrotum's quite relaxed.”

Jenn giggled.

“Low swingers. Big, aren't they?”

Mandy smiled and looked up.

“Sorry Jenn,” she said, “Do come in. I only use the curtain in case anyone walks into the room. Okay. Take a seat Mr Hills, er Gary.”

I sat in the edge of the examination couch. Mandy looked at Jenn again.

“Yes. He's a good candidate for this method. You do understand that there is always a slight chance with this method that it might not work on both sides first go.”

I nodded and sat down on the edge of the couch.

“We do understand that,” said Jenn.

“But you can always come back and and we can try again if it's necessary.” Mandy added.

I started rolling a sock on to my right foot.

“So when can he have it done?” asked Jenn.

“Well, you're my last appointment today,” said Mandy, “so I could do it now, this afternoon. But you'll have to have tomorrow off work Gary, and preferably the next couple of days as well.”

Jenn was nodding.

“We don't have any problems with that do we Gary? Oh, could you?”

I could feel butterflies in my stomach again. I placed my hands on my knees, and drew a breath.

“No time like the present, eh?” I said, and smiled as best I could, trying not to look as terrified as I felt.

“Jolly good,” said Mandy.

She opened a drawer on her desk and fished out a pink form.

“I have to get you to sign this to say that you wish to be sterilised by C.A.T. and that you understand that it cannot be reversed.”

She handed us the form and gave us her pen. She carried on talking whilst Jen signed under 'partner of patient'.

“The way it goes is this. We do the procedure now, and you go home and let Jenn look after you. It'll take me a little while to prepare - you're alright with injections Gary?”

I nodded.

Jenn clutched my hand.

“Oh Gary, I'm excited,” she said.

Mandy smiled.

“Take a seat again while I get the things I need.”

Mandy got up and went over to a trolley and started to prepare a tray with various packets that she produced from cupboards. As she clattered with her medical things, Jenn took the opportunity to pull my one sock off.

“That was never a sexy look,” she said with a grin. She dropped my sock on the little heap of my clothes and with her hip nudged my knees apart so that she could get closer. She put her hands either side of my face, looked me in the eye.

“You're sure now honey? You really want to do this for me?”

She kissed me on the nose.

“Absolutely Jenn,” I said.

Our lips met and we kissed long and hard. I hadn't felt her kiss me so passionately in years, and my cock responded by standing up stiff between us. Jenn knew instinctively and looked down at my straining cock.

“Down boy,” she said with a grin. She wrapped her hand round my shaft and as she squeezed, my cock pulsed and squeezed back. She leaned forward and whispered in my ear.

“Such a waste of a good big cock.”

The trolley rattled slightly and Mandy was beside us. Jenn let go of my cock.

“It's not too late to change your minds,” said Mandy.

For some reason I was no longer feeling so self conscious about being exposed in front of her now, and my cock remained erect.

“No. It's alright,” I said, and immediately realised the irony of my trying to put the nurse at her at ease, “I'm completely happy about this.”

Mandy wasn't looking directly at my cock, but she smiled.

“So you're, shall we say, still up for it,” she said.

We all laughed and Jenn gave my cock an affectionate pat on the head.

“Aw, bless him,” she said teasingly.

My cock twitched again.

“I'm going to have to ask you to lie down now Gary so I can prepare you. And, sorry Jenn, I have to make the area sterile.”

Jenn stepped back.

“I can stay and hold his hand can't I?”

“Of course you can,” said Mandy, “It's only his scrotum you mustn't touch without gloves once I start. In fact, you can give me a helping hand later if you want. I've done this with and without the assistance of another nurse, and it is easier with another pair of hands.”

Mandy was holding my cock and swabbing my scrotum and upper thighs with some cool liquid.

“Of course, I'm happy do it single handed.”

“No. that's fine,” said Jenn, “I'd love to help,” she gave my shoulder a squeeze, “After all, they're my balls too, aren't they?”

I felt my cock twitch.

“They're just for you Jenn.”

The nurse smiled at this.

“Now, I'm going to give you a couple of injections Gary. You'll feel a little scratch.”

I tried to relax.

“I thought you were going to say little prick,” laughed Jenn.

“It certainly isn't that Mrs Hills,” said Mandy with a chuckle, “not that I'm supposed to notice such things.”

“Oh that's quite alright,” said Jenn, “we don't want you to be so professional on us that we can't make this enjoyable.”

“Exactly,” said Mandy.

“After all,” Jenn continued, “it is a very nice one. I'm very proud of it really. But we just can't make use of it like we did, can we babe?”

Jenn's fingers were in my chest hair. I felt a sharp prick on the left side of my scrotum and flinched a little.

“Sorry,” said Mandy.

“That's ok,” I said.

“Only a little prick,” said Jenn giggling. Then she corrected herself.

“Actually I've measured it myself. Six and a half inches isn't little is it?”

“Far from it,” said Mandy.

I felt another prick further down and then a dull ache in my ball.

“That's the needle part over,” said Mandy.

“Alright babe?” said Jenn.

“Fine,” I said.

Jenn was stroking my cheek.

I exhaled.

“Try to relax now Gary,” said Mandy, “It won't be long before it's numb.”

“You're right,” said Jenn, "He's not a long one now. Poor frightened penis trying to hide?” she cooed.

I raised my head from the pillow.

“You have a terrible sense of humour Jenn.”

But she was right. My cock had become very small.

“That tends to happen when the anesthetic goes in,” said Mandy, “Now, you mustn't be alarmed when you see the Burdizzo clamp. It's a big tool, but I am very careful with it.”

“We've seen pictures of one,” said Jenn, but she gasped when she saw the heavy instrument on the nurse's tray.

“Oh my god. That's a big tool!” she gasped, “Your big tool's no match for this one Gary!”

I found myself wincing again at Jenn's awful sense of humour.

“I'm not sure I want to watch,” I said, but I lifted my head and looked at it anyway, and shuddered.

“Are you feeling ok Gary?” Mandy asked.

I nodded. Then I felt her hand moving my genitals and they felt slightly odd.

“I'm just going to test for numbness,” said Mandy, “That ok?”

“Fine,” I said.

I could feel that she was doing something down there, but I couldn't feel any pain.

“Good,” she said. “Now Jenn. This is where you can be really helpful.”

“Oh good,” said Jenn.

Mandy smiled.

“Can you pick up the clamp from the tray? That's it. But please only touch the handles. It's sterile you see.

“Goodness it's heavy,” said Jenn.

“Now, can you close it?” asked Mandy.

Jenn closed the handles and the blunt jaws of the big shiny pincers came together in the air.

“All the way,” said Mandy, “Push hard.”

Jenn used a bit more muscle and the handles suddenly moved together and stopped with a snap.

“Ah, I see,” said Jenn, “They close, but then they squeeze really tight.”

“That's it,” said Mandy, “The jaws crush the cords through the skin. Now, do you think you can work the handles without waggling the tool too much?”

“Oh yes”, said Jenn, and she made the Burdizzo snap shut a couple more times to demonstrate.

“Good,” said Mandy, “Bring it over here and open the jaws about half an inch. Let me guide the side of his scrotum between the jaws and....”

I could feel the cold of the Burdizzo now. My heart started to race again. I looked down. Mandy was spreading my scrotum with the fingers and thumbs of both hands and was holding the cord to my left testicle over to the side of the scrotum.

“Gently close the jaws now Jenn.”

I could feel a bit of pressure.

“Ease off a bit Jenn,” said Mandy, “There, that's the place. Now close a little... gently....”

I could feel pressure again.

“Ok Jenn, close it all the way.”

There was a noise like someone biting a stick of celery and I felt a kind of heavy pressure in my crotch.

“Good,” said Mandy, “Try to support the weight of the tool Jenn. We have to wait a few minutes now.”

My eyes met Jenn's, and she beamed at me. Then Mandy looked up at me and smiled.

“Soon be done Gary. We have to leave it clamped at least ten minutes.

“My arms are aching already,” said Jenn.

“I'm afraid Gary will have an ache later,” said Mandy with a wink at me. “It's ok Gary, I'll give you some pain meds to go home with. You'll be taking them for a week or two.” The nurse was smiling. She still had my balls in her hands. I was feeling more relaxed.

“Yes, that's fine,” I said, leaning back, “Everything's good.”

I could feel something move.

“You can hold it with one hand now that it's closed Jenn,” said Mandy, “Change position and get comfortable. I'll inject the other side now.”

Jenn shifted her weight and then had a spare hand. She laid her palm on my stomach.

“Its ok if I touch him here?” she asked.

“Thats fine,” said Mandy, “Really. Touch him wherever you like.”

I felt Jenn's fingers trace down the centre of my tummy. She circled my navel, then her finger grazed my cock which was lying on it's side.

“Is he numb too?” she asked.

“Not completely,” I said.

I could feel Jenn's finger stroking the sensitive underside of my cock, and I could feel my cock responding. Then I felt a prick in the right side of my scrotum and a warm sensation. Then I felt another dull prick followed by pressure.

“Ok,” said Mandy, “Just another couple of minutes.”

She didn't seem to care that Jenn was slowly stroking my cock. Or at least she was doing a marvellous job of ignoring it. Either way, it was nice.

“Can you get ready to open the clamp?” said Mandy.

Jenn took her fingers away from my straining cock and I felt the cold tool move against my thigh.

“Let me just have another feel of that cord first” said Mandy.

“Good. It doesn't seem to have slipped. You can open the tool now Jenn.”

I craned my neck to look down. As the tool came away from my scrotum it left a deep furrow where it had bitten me.

“You can almost see through the skin where it was clamped,” said Jenn.

“Yes,” said Mandy, “That's why I try to include as little scrotal skin in the jaws as I can.”

I let my head fall back on the pillow.

“I'll just check the right side for numbness now,” said Mandy.

“This is it Sweetheart,” said Jenn.

She was standing beside me, stroking my cheek with her free hand.

“In a few minutes you'll be my eunuch,” she said and winked at me as she showed me the Burdizzo.

“Oh you really shouldn't call him that,” said Mandy.

“He doesn't mind, do you babe?” said Jenn.

I tried to grin, but my heart was pounding in my chest.

“Anything for you my love.”

The nurse was feeling me again.

“Ready Jenn? Gary?” she said.

“Nearly” said Jenn, as she leant over me and put her lips to mine.

“I love you,” she said.

“I love you too,” I replied.

“Aw, you guys are so sweet,” said Mandy, “It's ok. Take your time. This is an important moment for you.”

Jenn's eyes sparkled as she looked into mine.

“Thanks Mandy,” she said, and I felt Jenn's fingers brush my nipples. Then her hand wandered down and as she found my cock she kissed me again.

“This cock,” she said, as her fingers wrapped around my shaft, “is the best I ever had.”

Her fingers squeezed my hardening cock and I squeezed my p.c. muscles to make my cock swell.

“It's only for you,” I whispered.

Jenn's thumb was massaging a drop of my pre-cum over my cock head. She whispered in my ear.

“I'm taking your balls honey, and I'm doing it for real at last”.

I wanted to thrust into her fist.

“Yess...” was all I could say.

“We probably better get on,” said Mandy.

“Sorry,” said Jenn.”

“That's okay,” said Mandy, “but you need both hands for the clamp... I can do it myself if you prefer?”

“No, thanks Mandy,” said Jenn, and she looked at me and said, “I'd really like to do it.”

I smiled back at her and she let go of my cock.

“Ok,” said Mandy, “I've got the cord against the side of the sac here Jenn. Can you slip the jaws in there just between my thumbs. That's right. Don't take such a big piece of the scrotum. That's it. Close it a bit more... Gently now. Hold it there... Are you ok Gary?”

I grunted an affirmative and nodded.

“Are you ready Jenn?”

Jenn exhaled a barely audible, “Yes.”

“Go ahead then,” said Mandy.

Jenn firmly closed the handles of the Burdizzo. Once again we heard that unmistakable 'scrunch' sound and I felt a heavy weight in my groin.

“That's good,” said Mandy.

Jenn and I exhaled at the same time. My head was buzzing with the enormity of what was happening to me. My cock was jumping up and down on my stomach. I tried to relax, but I could feel a wave of emotion starting deep inside. It was intense sexual pleasure.

“Oh honey,” said Jenn, “I've castrated you!”

My cock reared again and my semen spurted. Some of it landed on my face. I came in long deep spasms. I caught my breath.

“Sorry,” I blurted.

“Don't worry,” said Mandy, “Couldn't be helped. It's an intense experience.”

She smiled at Jenn.

“You can say that again,” said Jenn.

Jenn shifted her weight and holding the Burdizzo with one hand came round to put her face near mine. She kissed me on the cheek, and deftly licked off some of my come.

“Mmmm. Yummy!” she said, “Your last man come.” She winked at me, “Next time it'll be eunuch come.”

I smiled back at her.

Mandy laughed.

“Well. It'll be a few weeks before we know for sure, but I'm pretty confident of a good result. This cord is well placed in the jaws like the other one was. So we just have to leave it in place for ten minutes so that blood flow doesn't start when we open the clamp.”

Jenn was beaming at me.

“Are you ok sweetie?”

“I'm ok. A bit sleepy and a bit chilly.”

“I can hold the Burdizzo Jenn,” said Mandy, “Grab that blanket.”

Jenn let Mandy take the Burdizzo from her and got a white blanket from the back of the chair and covered me with it. She pulled it up to my chin and kissed me on the lips. I felt better covered up, but dozy. My orgasm had been a powerful one. Jenn was nuzzling my ear.

“You came beautifully,” she whispered.

“Thank you,” I said and closed my eyes.

A little later I felt my balls move. It felt strange. Jenn and Mandy were moving about.

“Give him two of these every six hours,” said Mandy, “I'll come and see you tomorrow around Midday. I've got your address. And you'll come back here next week. Then I'll monitor Gary's progress monthly for three months, and then six monthly, and so on. Keep him warm and don't let him try to do too much.”

“Oh, I won't. I'll baby him.”

“Good. Put an ice pack on his scrotum as soon as you get home. It will help keep swelling to a minimum. A small packet of frozen peas will do nicely.”

“I'll get some on the way home,” said Jenn.

“You can go home now Gary,” said Mandy.

I yawned, stretched and propped myself up on one arm.

“Yup,” I said, and carefully swung my legs over the side of the couch. My balls felt very strange.

“Put this pad inside your underpants Gary,” said Mandy, handing me something that looked like a baby's diaper, “You must keep the area really clean now.”

On the journey home I huddled in the passenger seat. Jenn drove us to a supermarket. I waited in the car whilst she shopped. She came out with a smaller trolley than usual.

“I didn't do a full shop,” she said, “I want to get you home to bed.”

I didn't feel like eating much in the evening. I still felt a little cold and wobbly.

“We must not get shower or bath water on your scrotum until it heals,” said Jenn, as she helped me undress, “So I'm going to give you a wash like a nurse would in hospital.”

I had to grin. I was sure the painkillers were working, but still I hurt a bit. Not surprising I guess.

“Do you feel very rough?” asked Jenn.

“Could be worse,” I said, “but I think the frozen peas might help.”

“I'll get a bag now,” said Jenn, “and I'll leave the other one in the freezer so I can swap them over when the first one warms up.”

Later in the evening Jenn came to bed. She slipped under the duvet and cuddled up close.

“My lovely eunuch husband,” she said, and gave me a kiss on the cheek.

I smiled.

“Yes, how about that. I think I've been in shock from the moment Mandy said she could do it today, but I'm feeling a little better now I've properly warmed up.”

“How are your balls feeling now?”

Jenn's fingers were twiddling the ring in my left nipple.

“I can't really tell Jenn. last time I looked they seemed a bit swollen.”

She kissed me again.

“I'm not surprised lover... After what I did to them today.”

She continued twiddling my nipple and it was starting to make my cock hard.”

“Honey?” she cooed, “am I absolutely terrible for feeling turned on by castrating you?”

I couldn't help but smile.

“I ought to be furious,” I said jokingly, “but actually, I'm ecstatic. This always felt more like my sexual fantasy, but if it eventually became yours too... It makes it even better.”

Jenn was rolling my nipple between her fingers now and I could feel my cock start to strain.

“I'm not sure you should do that Jenn, I'm getting horny again.”

She snuggled closer.

“Would it be awful to admit that my pussy got wet at the clinic today?”

My cock was becoming painfully hard.

“It's wet now... feel,”

She took my hand and guided my fingers between her open thighs. Sure enough, there was no resistance and I easily slipped two fingers into her pussy.

“My god Jenn. I haven't felt a wet pussy like that for ages.”

“Shameful, isn't it?” she cooed, “I want you to fuck me Gary, but I don't know how we can do it and keep your scrotum clean.”

“This is very frustrating Jenn. You're a dreadful tease.”

She giggled.

“Hopefully you won't feel so frustrated soon, but I need to come Gary.”

I took hold of her clit between my finger and thumb.

“You're a tormenting little bitch,” I gave her clit a good squeeze, “I ought to borrow that clamp and see how you like being nipped in the bud.”

Jenn gasped.

“Oh. That's good. Yes. I probably derserve it.... You're gonna make me come Gary.”

She grabbed my hand and pushed her pussy against my fingers, then she let out a long low moan and her body tensed and bucked several times, then collapsed in a heap.

Jenn smiled at me, kissed me and pulled back the covers.

“Your turn,” she said.

All this time my hard cock was poking out from under a bag of peas.

“These have almost de-frosted,” she said.

“I'm not surprised... you... you hot bitch.”

She threw back her head and laughed then sat up cross legged and threw the bag of peas aside.

“Goodness,” she said, “you're getting a couple of lovely bruises.”

“Never mind that Jenn,” my cock was still straining, “I need to come too.”

Jenn's fingers were already wrapped around my cock, but she let go and put them between her legs.

“Mmm, I'm still wet,” she said, and rubbed a slippery finger across my top lip.

“My god, Jenn,” that smells wonderful.”

She rubbed my cockhead with slippery fingers and pupmed my cockshaft with the other hand. Then in her teasing voice.

“Lovely hard cock. Such a shame to take away his rocket fuel...”

It only took a few strokes and I came in her hand.

“Ooo-eew,” said Jenn, “Mandy warned us that it might be red.”

I looked down, and sure enough, my semen was a bit bloody.

“My poor eunuch hubby,” she grinned.

Mandy dropped in the next day and had a look at my wounds.

“The swelling and bruising's not bad,” she said, “You'll probably sleep better tonight Gary.”

Jenn grabbed Mandy's hand before they left the bedroom and gave her a kiss on the cheek.

“Thanks a million Mandy.”

Mandy smiled.

“My pleasure,” she said.

Jenn followed her downstairs.

“See you next week,” I heard Mandy call, “And only very gentle exercise for Gary this week. No lifting.”

As the week progressed I started feeling less like I'd been kicked in the balls, but I did have a few other odd feelings. Jenn came in from the garden and found me sitting on the sofa.

“I feel ever so relaxed Jenn.”

She looked at me quizzically.

“Can't be the 'eunuch calm' already can it Gary?”

“Goodness knows Jenn, but I do feel different.”

The following week we were in Mandy's examination room again.

“That all looks good Gary. The swelling's down and that bruising will soon go away. Have you noticed blood in your semen?”

Jenn answered before I could open my mouth.

“It was red for the first few days, but it a normal colour now.”

Mandy's eyes were wide, and I could almost see her trying not to ask how many times Jenn had wanked me off this last week. The answer would have been, 'nightly - without fail'.

“But it seems thinner,” said Jenn, “You know, runny.”

Mandy smiled.

“If the procedure has worked, semen volume will gradually diminish.”

Jenn shuffled from foot to foot and put her head on one side.

“Mandy? When can we.... you know....”

Mandy laughed.

“You mean, have sex?” she asked incredulously.

“Yes,” grinned Jenn.

“I don't know,” said Mandy, shaking her head, “Are you sure it was a good idea to have Gary...”

Jenn looked awkward, and blushed so obviously it made me laugh,

“You'd better answer that one Jenn,” I said.

“No, it's alright really,” said Jenn, “I guess I'm just wanting to take advantage of him whilst...”

I laughed out loud.

“Whilst I can get it up, you mean?”

Mandy laughed too.

“Yes,” said Jenn sheepishly

Mandy smiled and shook her head.

“The wounds are dry now, so you won't do any harm. But do go easy on him Jenn.”

That night in bed I said, “I think I might have had my first hot flush last night.”

Jenn put down her book and looked at me over her reading glasses.

“Really?” she said, “What was it like?” She took hold of my hand.

“Well. I think I've been sleeping pretty lightly recently, but of course I'm only just off the pain killers and there is still some bruising...”

Jenn was looking me in the eye.

“Anyway Jenn, my legs were hot and my feet... I had to put them out of the duvet.”

She smiled.

“That's it Babe. Welcome to the club. Now you know what I have to put up with,” She leaned across and gave me a kiss, “I love you,” she said, and picked up her book.

“That's not all,” I said.

“What?” she put her book down again.

“I didn't wake up with a hard-on.”

She looked at me again.

“Didn't you?”

“No. And yesterday's was only a half-hard-on.”

She put her book away and turned to me.

“Let's see then.”

"Well,” I said, “I don't know if there is anything to see Jenn,”

She threw back the duvet.

“Come on Mr Sex Machine. Lets see what you're made of now.”

She started planting kisses on my chest.

“Oh, come on Jenn. Give me a chance. I'm still a bit black and blue...”

“Yeah, but black and blue wouldn't have stopped you before...”

She had a point. And now she was dragging me down and making me comfortable. The side of her face was on my stomach and she was talking to my cock.

“Hello, Mr Big,” she taunted, “Lost your henchmen?”

She looked up at me and grinned.

“He's not as responsive as he was last week, is he?”

She took my limp cock in her mouth and rolled her tongue around my cock head. That always feels nice, and before long I felt a familiar humming in my cock, and shortly after that she came up for air.

“Still gets too big for my mouth,” she said.

“How about your pussy?” I said.

“Come on then,” she said, and reached out for the bottle of lube.

“How about a fuck while you still have one in you?”

I pushed her over onto her back and buried my face in her crotch. Her pussy was wet, and as I licked her labia she let out a moan. I gave her a slow licking and after a while she was squirming.

“Fuck me...” she said.

I came up for air and our eyes met. Our crotches only inches apart. She reached down and felt my cock.

“He's a bit sleepy Babe. Are you sure you're up for it?”

“Oh, come on Jenn. I'm tired. I've been through a lot haven't I?”

Jenn grinned. I sat back on my heels, and she sat up too. Then she took my face in her hands and kissed me, using her tongue. Her fingers took my semi hard cock and cradled my balls.

“Your balls feel soft,” she said.

“Well, the swelling has gone down now,” I said.

She gave one of my balls a squeeze.

“They're still numb, aren't they?” she said.

“Yes,” I said.

She looked at me again.

“I'm squeezing quite hard now.”

I shook my head.

“They're dead aren't they?” she said.

I grinned sheepishly at her.

“You did a good Job sweetie.”

She returned my smile.

“My eunuch!” she said, grinning, “Come on big fellah, lets have a last go on that cock of yours.”

My cock twitched. I love it when she teases me like that. Her fingers were testing my hardness.

“That's a bit more like it,” she said, and lay back and opened her pussy lips with her fingers. Jenn's pussy is the most attractive pussy I've ever clapped eyes on. I rolled forward on my knees and let my cock touch her cunt. Normally, I'd have been able to thrust it into her, but this time I had to help it with my fingers. As soon as I started thrusting it became a bit firmer, and soon we were locked in each other's arms and moving rhythmically. After a while I found my mind drifting. Jenn was pushing her hips up to meet mine, but our timing wasn't good and my cock slipped out. I went to put it back with my fingers, but it wasn't very hard.

“Sorry, Jenn. I guess I'm not really up to it.”

She put her arms round me, rolled me over and sat on me.

“Oh Gary, You're so sweet. I don't mind. You're my eunuch now. I don't expect you to be able to perform every time.

“When I'm a bit stronger Jenn...” I said.

She smiled at me and said.

“This is what we wanted Babe. If you don't feel the need to fuck me or anyone else for that matter... Well. That's what we wanted, isn't it?”

I smiled back at her, yawned, and said, I guess so.”

We slept well, and the following afternoon we went back to bed and had sex. Neither of us reached orgasm while we were fucking, but it was pretty good anyway. Jenn gave me a hand job and sucked me at the same time. I came in her mouth.

“It doesn't taste so bad and there's so little of it...” she said, “I don't mind swallowing it now.”

It's three months since my castration. My balls have shrunk considerably. The hot flushes were bothersome for a while, but they're not so bad now. I don't seem to need so much sleep, and I don't seem to be quite so energetic during the day. But I'm getting used to it. Jenn is wonderful, and not a day goes by when she doesn't tell me she's happier now that I'm not sexually frustrated. Mandy has been great too. Last time we saw her she said I could have a low dose of testosterone if my mood is too low, but just knowing I could take her up on that, and the fact that she and Jenn both understand the sacrifice I've made, makes it all worthwhile. My cock rarely gets hard these days and has lost some size. My scrotum no longer hangs down and my balls are still in there, but they're small and squashy. When Jenn manages to make me come I only manage a few drops of clear fluid. She often lets me come in her mouth - something she never did before - and she swallows it. Man! That's beautiful. I never thought that would happen, but she says it tastes sweet, “I should have castrated you years ago,” she said. She does make me laugh.

I hardly ever have to shave my face now, and that makes it better for when I lick her pussy. She sometimes asks me to do that these days, and I can make her come almost every time. Before my castration, I think she found me coming on to her strongly a bit off-putting. Now that we're on a level, sex-wise, she seems empowered to enjoy herself. She admits to having got a tremendous thrill and a psychological boost from castrating me.

We both feel deeply indebted to Mandy who made my castration an unbelievably enjoyable, completely unforgettable experience. Even in our low sex drive state, a conversation about the day Jenn 'took' my balls makes us feel warm and squiggly. And if we're in bed it can get us hot enough to want to have sex. Sometimes I can get hard enough to penetrate her. We really enjoy that, and she teases me about my cock being a bit small and soft these days. I really like it though and it usually makes me harder. I can rarely come when I fuck her, but instead of being mean about it she simply says, “Now you know what it's like.” I do, and I've never felt closer to her. So, my castration has strengthened our relationship and we're fully intending to live happily ever after.