I love jerking off. I won’t deny that. It is one of my favorite past times. I do it nearly every day, for a good hour. I have a decent dick, about seven inches, cut. It was nice and thick too. My boyfriend Mike was just the same way. He loved his dick (me moreso). He was about eight inches, and perfectly uncut. His foreskin was delicious, and I could never get enough of it.

We regularly had sex, with him fucking me so hard and aggressive I was satisfied for hours afterwards. After a long time together, we decided to make our relationship permanent. I loved him, both personally and sexually, and he loved me the same way. Mike was one of the sweetest guys you ever met. For being an aggressive top, he was always sensitive to my needs. I topped him a few times, but for me, it was never enough sexually.

About a year after our wedding, Mike and I started to get bored with our sex life. Not that we weren’t interested in sex, but we just didn’t do it as much. We still teased and played with each other every single day. It was a constant battle of foreplay. For some reason we were enjoying foreplay more than anything else. Mike stopped fucking me with his dick and was taking a strap on or dildo to me, and I was rimming him daily, and getting a nice load of his sweaty sent down my nose.

We decided on a one month period of no sexual release. Mike and I held each other very close to make sure we wouldn’t do it. It was agony every day, but it was so hot. The two of us did much more together than we had done, with more time to do things than have sex. We went around town, ate dinner, and worked out. It was amazing. And every night we teased a bit, but he always went to bed holding me tight, telling me how much he loved me.

Day 28 on our binge against release was the oddest of them all. We went to bed perfectly normal after a long day, and Mike held me tight, both of us in our briefs. The next thing I remember is the alarm waking both of us up at 9AM. To our amazement, my ass was wet with cum from Mike (Which I knew by its taste) and the front of my briefs were wet from my own cum. We had both wet dreamed. Both of us recalled an erotic dream (of us fucking around, of course!) and how it felt a pleasurable release. Startled but horny, it was a great experience.

Of course, for the next few months, Mike and I kept up our charade. We ended up getting different numbers of wet dreams, and I got the most. I was the horndog of foreplay in our relationship. I decided I really wanted to keep this up, since before I normally just jerked and got fucked, and as long as I had my ass I would be OK.

We found our solution in the gym after working out one day. Our friend Andy was a great friend of ours and we worked out a lot together. He had been sick recently and finally got back with us in the work outs. His package looked different in his speedo when we went to swim, but I shook it off. It wasn’t until we started showering that I noticed something was missing. He took his speedo off and turned around, and instead of his decent thick dick, there was nothing there. It was just his heafty balls, and nothing else.

“Woah, what happened to your dick Andy”, I asked.

“I got it removed a few weeks ago. That’s why I was out of commission. I went home with a dickless guy once and it was totally hot. He got me to change from topping to bottoming, and I really desired it. He convinced me to get mine off, and I love it more than you can imagine!”

“But don’t you get horny and stuff?”

“All the time, but I get wet dreams, and if I get fucked a lot I can cum from that, but I love it and its why I wanted to do it this way. I can focus on my workouts and my sex partners now”

I was hooked and I immediately got hard again on seeing his dickless body being covered up by his boxers. I wasn’t sure why he still wore boxers, but he told me they felt great feeling his balls flop around with nothing in the way, but he should probably wear something more supportive.

That night I talked with Mike long and hard. I wanted to live Andy’s life of sexual pleasure without a dick. Mike thought it was hot, but hedged.

“Mike, I don’t care WHAT you do to your dick, but I am getting mine off” I said, proud that I decided.

“I support you in whatever you want, but right now I like my dick and I think I’m going to keep it. Would you be willing to let yourself cum again?”

“NO WAY MIKE!” I said, “But if you want to fuck me silly, please do!”

Mike took me up on that offer. That night we made out and had foreplay for over an hour before he took me in his ass. I missed a real dick and damn it felt hot to feel it in again. He pounded for another twenty minutes before he finally spilled his load in my mouth. Because he hadn’t came in months, it was the largest load I had ever taken. At the same time, Mike kept getting my dick hard and edging me almost to the point of explosion. I was leaking a bit, but Mike finally put the dick away and we got ready for bed.

The next day I went over to Andy’s to get some final advice. I walked in as he was just in his boxers getting ready to shower. He stripped me until I was just in my briefs and pulled me in tight. I felt his balls press into my thigh. My dick got hard. He pulled our underwear off and we showered together.

“Andy, I want to get my dick off” I frankly told him

“I figured that’s why you were here. We can go in a little bit, you got any questions first?” he said.

“What is it like sexually?”

“Well its amazing. It’s a constant glow of sex and hormones. Like you always want to get off, but can’t. For me, I take the power to do other things during the day, and at night it keeps me when I’m with friends or fuck buddies horny to last all night long. It makes it more passionate. I get wet dreams at least once a week and that helps”

“What about logistics, underwear, peeing, etc?”

“Well, I have to pee sitting down all the time now. I know you do it all the time anyway, so its not too much to worry about. As for underwear, I like my boxers because I’ve worn them my whole life, and they feel good for the balls to flop around. You’re ok with whatever. About 25% of gay guys have it done anyways, so don’t worry about it!”

“I think I’m going to do it!”

“I think you’re making the right choice!”

We kissed again and he shaved my crotch for me. It was very erotic. After the shower we walked out naked and cuddled on the bed for a while. I took this time to feel his package up. It was smooth of hair, and it was literally just his balls. Nothing else was in the wake. There was a hole where the penis used to be for peeing. When I saw him pee, it looked like it dribbled down his balls. I could only just think “HOT”.

After a while of cuddling, I started to go down on his balls. It was hot and smelled of hot sex hormones. I dowsed myself on it. I could feel where a little bit of his internal penis remained, but it was gone flush with the skin, and I couldn’t grab anything at all. Andy tried to play with my dick and get me to fuck him, I flat out refused. I told him I hadn’t jerked or ejaculated outside of wet dreams in three months, I wasn’t about to change it now! I got a pretty good glow out of him, but he didn’t cum, and neither did I.

We took the train to the shop that would remove my dick fifteen blocks away from Andy’s apartment. When we walked in, I was amazed at this place. It was bright, well lit, and clean! There were a few gorgous handsome guys waiting in the lounge with just their boxers on, and one on the table getting his dick off. Andy let me to the attendant.

“Ah, you’re back Andy? I see you got a cute one with you!” he said.

“Yup, my friend is hooked, time to get his dick off too!” Andy replied.

The attendant asked me, “So here is the paperwork, you can go ahead and take your clothes off in the corner over there and just wait in the lounge. You can keep your underwear on if you want like the other guys. Fill everything out and return it and the wait should be about thirty minutes.”

I grabbed the paperwork and started to fill it out. It asked the standard questions, but then things like, when was the last time you jerked off, top or bottom, and even stump or not.

“What’s a stump?” I asked him.

“Well some guys decide to keep a little bit of their penis to play or pee with, I like the flush look, but for some they think it’s a tad horny to keep a little knob to play with.”

“Eh,” I said, “I’ll just do what you got done.”

I submitted my forms in my briefs to the attendant and waited in the lounge with the rest of the guys. There were four waiting by the time I got there, and I could see from the other side of a glass wall the guy on the chair getting it done. The other guys in the lounge were really hot. All guys I would want to fuck me, and one without wearing underwear had a huge dick. I got a little hard, as it appeared the rest of them did. Andy was flaunting his dickless self to the others.

I waited as the four guys ahead of me all got done. I got a few numbers from the guys, for some foreplay partners, including this really nice shaggy haired guy that left a small stump. I wanted to figure out how that worked. After a while of chatting, it was finally my turn.

I walked through the door and the attendant asked me to take my briefs off. I took them off and flaunted my dick to the glass screen. Andy gave me a thumbs up. The attendant had me sit down on the chair and put my legs between a separate.

“So we’re going flush, no stump, right?” he asked me.

“Yup, just a nice flush dickless crotch.” I replied.

He took a cylinder shaped tool from the counter and put it over my dick. It made a little bit of a click sound, and then I felt pressure on my dick. It wasn’t anything bad, it was kind of pleasurable actually, just like Mike sucking me off. It went on for about five minutes until the pressure at the bottom of my dick swelled just a tad. I heard a pop and the attendant lifted the cylinder machine off.

There it was. My dickless crotch. No penis anymore. It was just a hole, above my heavy balls. I smiled. As I got up, I hefted my balls. They felt amazing, but no dick in the way anymore. I walked out into the waiting room and hugged Andy, who hefted my balls too. He smiled and kissed me. I put on my briefs and walked to the counter to pay. It was only fifty bucks, super cheap!

I walked back just fine, nothing was sore or hurting at all. Mike came back from work a few hours earlier, and immediately frisked me. I could tell he was horny. He striped me down and stared at my dickless body.

“I love it! It is so beautiful! Let me have a piece of that body!”

He fucked me hard for a good two hours. He came twice in my mouth and I was the horniest I’d ever been. I kept reaching for my dick, but it was nice to just feel my balls. I rubbed those for the whole time and finally felt the sexual glow Andy was talking about. I was in bliss.

That night was utter frustration but pleasure as I went to sleep. I felt so sexually energized, but not able to get off. For the next few weeks I kept up this way until I learned to work with it. Mike let me hang with a few of the other dickless guys for fun (since they couldn’t really fuck me), and he kept at it fucking me every night.

I called the shaggy hair stump guy over one night about two months after we got cut. We chilled over a glass of wine and enjoyed the discussion of our sexual state. Mark, the name of the shaggy haired guy, had been enjoying the same sort of thing I had. He told me he really loved the feel of kissing and foreplay while his stump was being rubbed.

“I can’t get off with my stump, but it does feel good. I also get wet dreams every other week, and I have yet to cum. I really love it though. I don’t have a boyfriend, but my friends and I cuddle all the time. It is so sweet, it is what I dream of all the time.”

“yea, my boyfriend still has his dick, and fucks me a lot, but I really like the foreplay.” I said.

We made out for hours after that. I slowly stripped him to his boxer briefs as he stripped me into my boxers (Andy won me out here, they felt much better with my balls flopping around). It was so blissful. I felt him put a finger in my ass, rubbing it gently on my prostate. I went down and played with his stump. It was only a half inch long, nothing much, but I could still grab and rub it. It was hot. I kind of regretted not getting one, but I realized anything would be great with a dickless boyfriend.

Mike walked in on us playing, which was perfectly fine. But he was naked jerking, we both had no idea how long he had been there. It was obviously turning him on. He got onto tag teaming us in our asses, but when it went to cumming, Mark stopped him.

“Get cut like us, you can have a stump, it is the best thing in the world.” Mark said. Mike stopped. He went down on Mark’s stump.

Something changed with Mike just then, I realized. The next day, he was down at the shop, getting his thick uncut dick trimmed into a stump. Since then, the three of us have been blissfully making love, with Mark a hot added party to our marriage. We still get wet dreams, I’m still the one that licks up the mess, and for all three of us, the sexual glow turns us into total horn dogs. We never wear clothes around the house anymore, and I never have my ass empty, its almost always filled with a dick plug. But that’s my life now. Much better because I got my dick cut off! Now shouldn’t you get yours off too?