Body Piercing/Neutering

© May 2001 By Steve Aldea

One would never believe in the Twenty- First Century that body piercing studio's were also neutering clinics for men and boys.

At first I could not believe all the young studs getting "Prince Albert" piercings, as it was a fad in the 1980's but soon took off in the 1990's. It has been seen from all walks of life and in many cities and states in North America and Canada.

My mate in life Jay and I talked about castration, I even bought a Burdizzo castrating tool

Just for shits and giggles for party conversation when we had guests over at the house. I had often read over the Internet and in publication magazines about the underground aspect of guys wanting to be neutered. Jay enjoyed other erotic play in the bedroom and body piercings was just the tip of the ice when it came to me getting a PA piercing. I learned early on how erotic a PA ring is, and how I loved the way Jay played with it when making love to me. I learned a new role having this PA, and my tight Marine Corps ass got a good use from Jays Plowing his tool deep inside of me.

I was laying in bed one night and mentioned that it was time to change jewelry in my PA, that It was time to stretch from a 8GA 7/8th circular barbell to a 6GA 7/8th captive bead ring. I got a woody just thinking about it stretched and Jay grabbed my tool and "said yes indeed it was time to stretch to a 6GA". Jay grabbed my balls and indicated that them too needed some modification. We had never really seriously talked about this, I know I loved Jay very much and being over 40 years old and a stable relationship for 20 years, I could trust him.

I knew of a local area body piercer who had his own shop that did my original PA. He was clean and safe and pierced me without any bleeding. Most guys bleed when getting a PA, but he was so good I just felt a prick and before I knew it I had the ring in.

Jay had done the deed by telling the piercer Mark about getting neutered when I was going to get my 6ga Stretch and captive bead jewelry. Mark was a veterinarian's assistant in high school and did body piercing and neutering on the side to make money for college. He had a few tats and a few body piercings himself. He was a master at his craft is making people happy with their body modifications. Because of the high need for population control, special laws were passed for body piercing shops to perform vasectomies and neutering to any willing male who asked for it.

I knew something was up when Jay slipped me a Valium and I started to feel kinda funny at the piercing studio. As soon as Mark had the table cleared and prepped for me, Jay helped me onto the table and took off my boxer shorts. By this time the room was spinning around and I was feeling kinda funny. I told jay that I was not feeling well and he just held my hand had kissed me on the lips and told me everything was going to be okay. Mark had already swabbed my dick and took out the 8GA 7/8th piece of jewelry that had been in for the past 6 months. I felt a little

Sting as I was being stretched to a 6GA and before I knew it my new jewelry was in place and mark was just making sure everything was okay when without notice I felt in my ball sack a few stings and Jay just leaned over me so I could not make out was going on as Mark touched my scrotum and asked if I felt anything. I said no, everything felt fine with the new piercing I thought in the back of my mind. Mark motioned to Jay that he was ready and everything was set in place.

I was ready to get off the table when Jay came again and said to me in my ear that Mark was going to neuter me and for me to relax. Jay helped put my legs into the stirrups, which were pulled wide a part for Mark to work. Again the room was spinning and Jay held my hand and I turned my head to the side then we locked lips together as mark made the low midline cut into my ball sack. I was horny and Jay kept me occupied as Mark swiftly excised my testicles from my scrotum and tied the cords off. He was a pro in this handy work and did a clean job in suturing me back up.

I knew now that for sure in my life there would only be one man with balls that lived in my house. My pa looked well and hung against that empty ball sack of mine. I learned well what true servitude was and still to this day some 20 years later believe my mate and I did what was right for us. Now at 60 years old it seems population control has exploded with human cloning, body piercing is still popular, and so are the skills of neutering hands.

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