The entities approached us. The figures were dark. They appeared dressed for surgery, but all in black. And they had tools and implements with them on shining trays. A spotlight shown down on each of us. We were arranged in a large semi-circle such that I could see the three other men. They approached the first man. I could only quite see from the corners of my eye.

The entities in black took a long, thin and apparently plastic rod of about three feet in length. They lubricated that man’s urethra, and began to insert the plastic rod. The man attempted to scream through his gag at this. They inserted the rod very deep, about a little over half the way in. And they left it hanging out of the end of his engorged dick. It looked larger than it should be. So did my own. As though we had been pumped heavily before hand.

They proceeded to the next man, and repeated the process, inserting a flexible plastic rod into the man’s urethra, and leaving it hanging out. It was flexible, and the hanging bit would lay limp, making a parabola out of the urethra and down to the rod’s end.

I was next, number three. They dobbed a bit of lube onto my urethra. Then the man held the rod in his hand, it seemed to move slightly, as though it was somehow a little machine or maybe a little being of its own. He lubricated it as well. The rod appeared to shake with delight at his stroke, and moved slightly like an earthworm. He began to insert it. I immediately realized why the other men had screamed. It was much larger than my urethra. It tore my penis’ eye, but seemed to absorb all the blood that should have been there. The man didn’t really push it in, so much as it seemed to squirm about on its own, moving deeper. I felt it as it seemed to burrow straight through into my prostate, like it was getting right into the center of my prostate. My prostate and the rod seemed to pulse in harmony then. It felt really relaxing. The pain just disappeared then. I settled back and watched them repeat the process on the final man. My dick was sore from being so erect.

The men then retreated and left us in this state of hallucinogenic harmony, I would call it. I wasn’t orgasming. It was just alright and felt good, my whole essence or something. Like an incredibly strong Zanex.

The men returned to the first man. They took the long end of the rod that hung from his purple, hard dick and very blue balls. I hadn’t realized how tight the rings were starting to feel, my dick was swelling and the color was changing because the blood was trapped inside. The ring felt increasingly warm, hot really. But it was starting to feel more and more sexually satisfying. I liked that it kept getting warmer and my dick kept getting puffier.

The men placed the end of the first man’s rod into a small box. The first man’s eyes bulged out of his head! The rod engorged itself, and turned completely white. One of the machines attached to him at this point must have started to pump heavily, his whole suspended body started up shaking with the pumping rod. He wasn’t screaming now though.

They then applied an identical machine to the end of the next man’s plastic rod. The same reaction. They inserted the end of the plastic rod hanging off the second guy’s dick into a box. Then the rod just reacted or something, and engorged, turned white, and started to pump, causing the whole assembly, the man and the machine, to start bouncing with the pumping. Perhaps it was the box? It was my turn soon enough. The men seemed to be speeding up their task. They came to me, and attached a box to the end of my plastic rod, which so far felt like a friend, giving me a very content feeling. As they attached the box, it was like I could feel it in my prostate. Like the box and my prostate was the same thing. The plastic rod just puffed up, had it not sucked up the blood my dick would be torn up. But it felt good. As the rod puffed up I felt like my dick was being shredded from the inside, but I was heavily orgasming at the same time, the white fluid started pumping through the machine in and out of my prostate, like it was a heart. As my prostate was pounding like a lover’s heart, I just sort-of lost consciousness. I was still awaking, watching as the men put the box onto the next guy, but I was just out of sorts, the head rush.

From nowhere, dildos came up from the floor and pushed into our asses simultaneously. The added pressure on my pounding prostate felt amazing. And the dildos, too, were very hot. I realized that the ring around my genitals was now very, very hot. And my balls seemed to be changing. I can’t describe.

The dildo pushed up right against my prostate, like it was feeling it out. Then I felt a little prick in my ass, and a strong feeling as my pumping prostate was pricked by a needle or something, I don’t know really. I felt like it was getting slowly liquefied and sucked out. That was the best feeling I ever felt. I moaned in my gag.

The rings got really hot. Then the men came back. They went to the first man, and injected his nuts with something. He started sorta hollering. Then they pulled his bulging nuts out far from his body, which looked tight because of the cockring. They then took a device up to them, and it just sucked his scrotum right off, leaving the balls exposed. The same device was used on his dick, skinning his genitals completely. They applied a cream to his skinned sack and cock. He looked pretty soothed by that. He was out of sorts after the prostate extraction, like we all were. The man then placed his hand around the out edge of the ring, and pulled back. The man’s entire genitals came off with the ring, which left behind a circular pink scar. The genitals were placed into a special container, and taken away.

I still felt like I was cumming as they skinned the next man’s dick. It was a huge turn on to watch as they cleanly defleshed his genitals. Then, I saw the man put his hand around the cockring on the second man, and his whole package, all his junk, just came away. My turn, my turn!

They applied the skinning machine, which was more like a jelly wrapped around a device. It stung as it skinned my junk, felt really hot, like a burning, but not painfully. It felt good to have the fleshed stripped off my dick, like really satisfying now that my prostate was out. I shuddered. They left my junk exposed for a minute. Mine was little larger than everyone else’s, so they used a lot more cream, which felt fantastic. They rubbed my skinned dick, and felt all over my exposed nuts. The man squished my nuts in his hands, he couldn’t help himself. One of the attendants tried to stop him, but he wouldn’t, so he squeezed tight on my nut and it split open in his hand, then he pinched that nut’s cord and fucking pinched it off me! I screamed in my ball gag, and my dick started to flex in orgasm. He then went straight for my ring, and I felt a tiny string drop down the ring as he pulled, my junk just came off in his hand. I felt like an orgasm was crossing over me, but nothing was ever coming out again. I felt so relaxed.