HOW I WAS CASTRATED

This isn’t a story that is going to give anybody a big thrill but since it is fairly upbeat, I think, I thought some readers might enjoy reading it.

I’m a senior citizen, 70 actually, and I’ve been going to the same woman GP for about 20 years. At my last physical I mentioned to her that I had a fantasy of being castrated since I was 10 – 12 years old. She knows that I have had a modest but existent sex life and since I have a low testosterone level she has prescribed 5 grams of 1% AndroGel daily for going on about 2 years now. We discussed my situation and agreed that since I was almost entirely dependent on augmentation of my hormone level that she would be willing to do the surgery if I would think about it for a month and be really sure that was what I wanted.

I suppose I should explain to you that I have no interest in a sex change, I am heterosexual, and I fully intend to remain so. I just don’t want to have testicles.

The clinic I go to is small by some standards but still large, 4 men doctors and 6 women, and it does have a well equipped procedure room and this is where my procedure was done. Operating was my GP. her nurse and the “float” nurse. My castration, under a local, was pretty uneventful and the recovery was straightforward. I've gotten support from those women friends who knew I was castrated and from the office staff at the clinic. Usually there wouldn’t be knowledge of the surgery around the office but It’s pretty much one big family and I was one of the first patients, about 30 years ago. My doctor keeps track of my hormone levels as well as liver and kidney functions and so far I haven’t needed higher levels of AndroGel.

All in all my castration was successful and I am pleased with the result.