Interview with Jasin's parents - Part 1

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Question: Please tell me how this all got started with your son.

John: Jasin was the youngest of our five children. When he was just five years old, he announced that he was going to become a priest. From the very first time we brought him to church, he seemed to almost enter a state of trance – he would study everything, and everyone around him. We knew before long that the Church might be his calling, and we enrolled him in everything from Sunday school to Boy’s Choir.

Q: Did this please you?

Susan: Oh, definitely. We’re both very religious. None of our

other children had entered the religious life. So we were extremely happy that Jasin would be going down that path.

But as Jasin entered adolescence, we became unsettled by some changes that were happening to him.

Q: What changes were those?

J: Jasin was becoming a man. His 17 year old body was becoming muscular and defined, and his walk was becoming confident, and almost cocky. The girls in school noticed as well, as he frequently received calls from admirers and want-to-be girlfriends.

Q: So this alarmed you?

J: Well, at first we didn’t think it was anything serious. Jasin always kept the girls at arms-length. He spent most of his time with the other boys, participating in after-school athletics and hanging out at the local arcade on weekends. Jasin kept his male friends at arms length as well. He would typically be home by 9pm on a Saturday night, just as his friends would be gearing up for an evening of partying.

We weren’t surprised that Jasin was popular. He was a very attractive young man.

Q: Do you have a picture of him at age 17?

S: Yes, here’s one. Take a look.

(The photo Susan handed me showed a boy with model looks. Jasin had high cheekbones and piercing blue eyes. He also had a lean muscular figure that was quite noticeable through a tight white t-shirt.)

J: We started to become alarmed, though, when signs of Jasin’s sexual awakening became apparent. His mother would find dried semen stains in his underwear and sheets. His sheets would practically be stuck together.

S: I’d even find the stains soaked down into his mattress. He was obviously masturbating a lot. Several times a day, probably.

J: It was hard not to notice his constant erections, too. He’d walk around in his jockey shorts and he seemed to be in an aroused state almost all the time. It was disgusting, really.

S: The worst was when I happened to walk into the bathroom while he was taking a shower. He didn’t see me, but I could see him stroking this enormous looking erection, making humping motions in the air, and moaning loudly. I was shocked and disturbed.

J: As she described what she saw to me, it dawned on us that Jasin was going to turn 18 in less than two months – and that by this time next year he would be away at the Seminary. We realized that our young boy was becoming a man, and would probably never come back once he had left our home. And we realized how the young boy who would be a priest had turned into a handsome, sexual young man, and we wondered if he would be able to remain faithful to the church.

S: John said how wonderful it would be if we could only roll back time to when he was twelve, when his features were still boyish and plump, a child still more interested in cartoons and toys than after school sports or talking to girls.

I said to John, “If only he didn’t have balls, he’d still be like he was at 12, and I’d sure have a lot less laundry to do …” and then I started to laugh.

J: Then we looked at each other like, maybe it’s not too late. Maybe something can still be done to save our son from leaving the path he was on, the Godly path.

S: The next day, Jasin walked into the kitchen after a game of basketball with his buddies, and his white T-Shirt was soaked with sweat, clinging to the outlines of his developing chest. His crotch was also soaked, and we could see the dark outline of pubic hair beneath his soaking white shorts.

Just then the phone rang. It was for him, a young female admirer trying to hook him into weekend plans. “Mom, Dad, I’m gonna take this upstairs if you don’t mind. I just have to talk to this girl for a couple minutes, and then we can talk.”

J: A few minutes turned into a few hours, and before long we were ready for bed. I climbed into the sheets, and asked my wife if she thought it were too late for Jasin, if he would be too tempted by the world of the flesh to faithfully serve the church.

Her worried look is all I had to see, and I decided to pose the question we had both been thinking, but had not spoken aloud: “Honey, they used to perform castrations on young boys entering the church. It was customary, especially as they approached Jasin’s age. The church elders knew that the ways of the flesh would always trump the ways of the church if given a chance, so they cut temptation off at the pass,” I said.

My wife nodded as I spoke, and put out a suggestion. “Well, why don’t we look into castration for Jasin? I think it will help him be faithful to the church … and also to us. I mean the thought of him giving his love to a young girl is almost unbearable, and I know he is very close to exploring his sexuality. We’ve both seen how sexually developed he’s become … it worries me that he might already be losing control of the flesh.

“Don’t worry,” I said, “tomorrow I’ll look into it and see if there are any options we can follow.” I gave my wife a kiss, turned out the lights and we went to bed.

The next morning, I fired up the computer and started to look for our answer. I pulled up a search engine, and typed in the words “voluntary castration”. Much to my surprised, over 3000 hits came up on the screen, many of them relating to treatment of sex offenders and to the castration of animals such as cattle. After about 30 pages I was about to give up, and I started to question the whole idea. Who were we to mess with a young man’s body like that? Would it be a sin to castrate our own son, or would it actually be seen as a good deed in the eyes of the Lord? Would Jasin accept being castrated?

Just as I was about to close the browser window, and entry caught my eye. “Dr. Dunn, specializing in voluntary castration for men”. I clicked on the link, and was taken to Dr. Dunn’s website. I read about all the services Dr. Dunn offered, from counseling to hormonal treatment all the way to surgical castration. It listed his telephone number, so I decided to call him right then and there.

Dr. Dunn was friendly on the phone, and I explained our situation. He told me the most reliable option will always be surgical castration.

I told him that Jasin would soon turn 18. “That’s good,” He said. “On the day he turns 18, we will have no problem. The operation itself is minimal, I will merely inject pain killers into his abdomen, and perform the removal of his testicles. I will empty out his scrotum within about an hour, and after that he will be a eunuch, and I would say quite ready to serve the church faithfully,” said the doctor.

“But do you think I can get him to agree to castration?” I asked the doctor.

“Oh, sometimes it’s a challenge, and sometimes it’s easy. I’ve dealt with cases like this for over fourty years, and in the end I’ve managed to get each and every one of them to agree to the operation. Once they hear it won’t be painful, and nobody will even notice, they usually are won right over. There have been a few who needed a little stronger persuasion, but I don’t normally resort to that,” said the doctor.

“What will the surgery do to his body?” I asked.

“Well, I generally give the young ones a mild sedative that makes them sleep. Once I’ve removed his testicles, I will invite you and your wife into the room to inspect them, and watch as I sew up your son’s scrotum. The next day I will check his empty scrotum to make sure there is no bleeding. In about five days he will start to feel a little odd, this is usually when the hot flashes start. It’s the male equivalent of menopause … we’ve actually forced your son’s body into early menopauses, and the hot flashes are how his body begins to deal with it.

“After about six months you will really start to see some changes. He won’t have the same energy he had, and you will notice he may put on a few pounds. He definitely won’t be masturbating at all or thinking about girls. He will probably start to complain at this point, as he will definitely know what has been done to him, and most young men have no idea how many changes castration brings about. So we need to council him at this point to stay the course, that this is only a temporary phase and that he will feel much better at one year. And it is true – after about a year he will have forgotten what an erection even feels like, or he may still get very weak ones.

“In any case, the penis will shrink by this point from non-use, and he will notice it retracting up into his body. His scrotum will also shrink a great deal by this point, and his entire genital region will start to look less and less male. In fact, some eunuchs start to lose their pubic hair, and the penis retracts so far into the body they begin to look female down there.”

“But, he will not mind at one year – he will have lost his aggressive drive, so he really won’t even be able to get angry about being asexualized. He will accept his fate, and accept the fact that he no longer has a functional set of genitals. He will then fashion out a new identity as a eunuch, and accept this outcome,” said the doctor.

Q: What did you think about what the doctor said?

J: After I hung up the phone I found myself oddly excited by the prospect of my son’s castration – before I felt like I was doing this just for his own good, but now I wasn’t quite so sure. Why was I so turned on? I couldn’t get the vision of Jasin lying naked on the doctors operating table out of my head. I could picture him lying there, and the doctor just having removed his testicles. His scrotum looks deflated … his young man-boy body about to revert back to a boys. I picture as the doctor sews his scrotum up tightly … and a groggy Jasin waking up as a eunuch. I imagined driving home with Jasin in the car, knowing he was no longer a man like me, that he had been turned into a eunuch. I would look at his nicely defined body, and know that within a year it would melt back into something between a boy’s and a woman’s.

S: What made up our minds is when I started a conversation about our hopes for Justin and his life in the church, but the moment I stopped talking to take a breath, Justin interrupted me to announce that he had decided not become a priest, but just attend the local University, or, as my son put it, “to see what happens once I get there.” Right then and there, John and I knew we had to do it.

J: Justin graduated from high school and turned 18 a few days later. He spent his last summer as a complete young man playing basketball with his buddies, Tyler and Jeremy, and going on dates with that girl he seemed more and more interested in. I once questioned him about her, but he assured me that their dates were innocent outings with friends.

S: But his masturbating was getting worse. Not only was hemasturbating in the shower, he was now practicing self-abuse each night before going to bed, in addition to the first thing in the morning when waking-up. We also suspected he was having wet dreams. His bed was a disgusting mess. Often it soaked the mattress pad.

J: I told Susan to just hang on. We would have Justin under control in just a few weeks.

The first step was when Dr. Dunn gave us a bottom of a drug to put in Jasin’s food. He said Justin would experience flushing, throbbing headaches, nausea, sweating and vomiting. After a few days of this, Justin would want to see a doctor. Then we could take him to see Dr. Dunn.

S: The next morning Justin came down to breakfast. As he was sipping his orange juice and scanning the sports pages, an odd expression slowly sweep across his face, and his eyes lost focus on what he was reading. Suddenly leaped to his feet. His face turned beet red, he broke into a sweat, and his eyes began to water.

“I’m going to be sick,” he cried. Our son flew out of the kitchen and down the hall to the bathroom. We could hear him retching into the toilet.

J: That evening we spiked his ice tea with Dr. Dunn’s special cocktail, and Justin promptly lost his dinner. We gave him alcohol at every meal. After two days of throbbing headaches, sweating, and vomiting, our son was ready to see a doctor. He asked us to make an appointment with our family physician.

S: We brought Jasin in to Dr. Dunn. He weighed and measured my son and then asked him to sit on the exam table so he could take Justin’s blood pressure, temperature and pulse. I just stood by without saying a word and watch the doctor give Jasin his pre-surgical physical without my son having the slightest idea that he was just a few minutes away from loosing those two precious orbs that were the essences of his young manhood.

J: Dr. Dunn finished his exam, looked my son directly in the eyes and told him that he knew what was wrong him, and that he needed to give him a shot. The shot of course, would be the narcotic that would let the doctor hypnotize Jasin. Then, without looking away from my son, Dr. Dunn asked me to step outside.

Through the door, I heard Dr. Dunn say, “Justin, I want you to remove you clothes, underwear too, please, and lay down on my exam table.”

I turned and walked into the waiting room to join Justin’s mother. My heart racing in excitement to what was happening to my son in the next room. I smiled as I picked up a magazine and begin flipping the pages for something to read. There’s no turning back now I thought.

END OF PART ONE

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Note: This interview is adapted from the terrific story “18th Birthday Present” which is on the Eunuch Archive.