Interview with Peter

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Questioner: When did you meet Adam?

Peter: About six months ago. He lived in the apartment building across the street. Adam was totally hot. Great body. He’d come back from jogging all sweaty and he’d take off his shirt. Damn!

We had chatted a few times, and one day I asked him if he wanted to grab some lunch.

Q: I bet you wanted to grab more than lunch.

P: (laughs) Hell yeah!

Anyway, we had lunch and chatted and it was nice. Then all of a sudden, out of the blue, he says, “You wanna go have sex?”

Q: That must have made you smile.

P: Yep. So we went back to his room. He peeled off his shirt and oh shit….hairless chest, nice pecs and abs. I got hard in a second. Adam got down on his knees and pulled my shorts down. He gave great head, very enthusiastic. He put his hands on my ass, worked on my balls a bit, then went back to my dick.

I shot my load. Twice.

After I recovered, I told him I wanted to reciprocate. But he was really reluctant. But finally he stood up and dropped his jeans. And I couldn’t believe what I saw.

Q: What did you see?

P: He had no balls. And his cock was almost totally gone. Just a little stub about an inch long. I was shocked. But my dick started getting hard again (laughs).

Q: What did he tell you?

P: He said he got “stubbed.” That’s the word he used.

He said that a friend of his got stubbed back in high school. The summer before his senior year of high school him and a bunch of other guys from the wrestling team went ahead and had it done too. He said it's really nice - no balls, no real dick. It feels great.

Adam said he had sex with his mouth or by using sex toys. That his stub was really sensitive. And he could control when he got horny or not.

For some reason, this whole scene got me so turned on. Even after shooting my wad twice. I stuck my hand out to touch his little stub. It was hard as a rock. The skin had grown over the end, leaving just a little hole to piss from. I could feel him tense up. I started to fondle it and he moaned a little. Then I tried going down on it. I couldn't really get it far into my mouth or anything but I could lick it, suck on it a little bit. Adam twitched and moaned - he really enjoyed this. I was still amazed that he had done this to himself, but it was a real turnon.

I sucked and played with his little stub for a while longer, then went up and kissed him, making out while rubbing my dick against his bare, hairless groin. I humped a little, played with his nipples, then went back down on him, licking that little thing like it was a big tit, until finally he bucked a bit and out squirted cum. It shot a good three feet in the air.

Q: That’s pretty mind-blowing.

P: Tell me about it!

Q: Did you have sex with Adam again after that first time?

P: Hell yeah. I couldn’t keep my hands off of him. We continued having sex for the next few weeks. Adam was a neat guy and a good lover, and it was interesting to see how he operated without the normal equipment. He could go forever without cumming and had had amazing control.

Q: How else did he change after getting stubbed?

P: He said it really calmed him down a lot. He never seemed to freak out or get really pissed at things.

One night he invited me over to watch a tape he had of a bodybuilding competition some friends of his had been in in high school. He had filmed it and thought I might get a kick out of it. As we watched it he pointed out the number of guys in it that had been stubbed - it was surprisingly high; I had no idea that it was this common. "Oh, yeah," he told me. "Among athletes, mostly. Not even gay ones, really - it's pretty universal."

Q: That’s pretty amazing.

P: It really was. And these guys were total hunks. You’d never guess they didn’t have balls or most of their cocks.

That’s when I admitted to him that that I wanted to get stubbed too. Adam smiled and gave me a big kiss. "I thought you might. I had a friend who had it done a few months ago by somebody in town. I'll find out who did it."

Q: Wow, that’s a big decision.

P: Yeah, it was. But seeing how happy Adam was being stubbed, I knew it would be good for me, too.

The next weekend to a local piercing/tattoo place right at closing. Adam had made the appointment for me.

We headed down into the place and met the guy who was going to do it. I was really nervous about the whole thing - I mean, here I was about to get my balls cut off and my dick stubbed down; who wouldn't be nervous?

The guy was really friendly. He was about 35, pretty cute, fairly well built - some nice tribal tattoos and a number of visible facial piercings. His name was Joe. We shook hands and all, and he took me back into the piercing room.

Q: What happened then?

P: He had me strip down so he could examine my equipment. Then he told me that he had stubbed about 40 guys! And that he had been stubbed too.

He showed me what had been done to him. He didn’t even have a stub really. He was smooth, with just a little opening where he cock used to be. Not only that, but he had his nipples removed, too.

Adam showed Joe his stubbing, and he was really impressed with how good a job it was. Adam turned to me and said, "You'll really like the lack of the sex drive. It's a whole lot better without it."

By this time I was standing there with a raging hard-on. Joe asked me if I wanted everything done, and I said yes. I just wanted to keep a really small stub.

Q: What happened then?

P:Joe had me get up onto the table. He explained that he would put an elastrator band around my sack, and use a spring-loaded scissors to cut it off. Then he’d do my cock.

After he banded me, he ran a catheter down my cock, which was still rock-hard. I was oozing pre-cum so it slid right down the shaft. Then he had me use a purple marker to mark how much cock I wanted to keep. I put a little mark about half an inch from my abdomen. It was about half as much as Adam had.

He let me cut off my own balls. He handed me the scissors, showed me where to put them, and I released the catch. It snapped shut and my balls were on the floor.

Then Joe flicked the head of my cock a few times to see if the anesthesia had taken affect. I couldn’t feel it, so he said it was time to stub me. "Here we go. You absolutely sure you want this?"

Right as I opened my mouth to say yes, he shut the handles, and I gasped as they slammed shut. I couldn't feel anything, but he pulled it away and there was my dick, rapidly deflating between my legs as the blood ran out of it. Blood also welled up from my new stub.

Joe pulled the elastrator ring off and started trimming around the edge of the stub with a pair of surgical scissors, cutting away cockflesh and extra skin. That took little time, and soon enough he pulled out an electric cauterizer and went to work on the blood vessels. He washed after every few, and soon enough the bleeding stopped. I felt a little woozy. "You can lay down if you want to," he told me.

I nodded no and stayed up. Joe pulled the skin up around the little stub I now had and stiched it up the bottom where my scrotum had been and around the catheter. It was a bit bruised but didn't swell much at all.

Q: What did Joe tell you about how you would feel?

P:He said that as the testosterone worked its way out of my system I’d probably get hot flashes. Most likely my body hair would thin or fall out, same with my beard.

He also said I needed to watch out for loss of muscle mass and tone as well, and recommended I take only very low doses of testosterone supplements as that wouldn't reverse the psychological benefits of being castrated. He told me there were some pretty good steroids that in low doses won't hurt me but will keep me from losing too much muscle mass.

I stayed with Adam for a few days while I healed up. On Monday I got a hot flash, and man did it suck. The effects of testosterone loss hit me pretty hard - I shaved Monday morning and didn't do it again until Thursday, and even then it was pretty thin. I felt a little depressed, but Adam just kept telling me that was normal.

The next week I was back to playing soccer again and felt fine. The stub was still a little bruised and was really tender, but I wore a jock stuffed with gauze and it was pretty comfy. Pissing out of a catheter was interesting - pull the tape away from my leg, let out the valve, tape it back. It felt almost like pissing used to, just without the same distance to travel.

After about two weeks the stitches fell out in the shower and the bruising was nearly gone, so I pulled out the catheter. I was still getting hot flashes but they were down to only a few per day instead of every twenty minutes like the first few days. My mood was improving too, especially after Adam hooked me up with some of this amino shit - supposed to build muscle.

I started to calm down, get less angry. The lack of sex drive was handy, too, especially now with finals coming up. I didn't need to jerk it or anything, just total concentration all the way.

Q: Now that you didn’t have balls, did you still want to have sex?

P: Yup. Remember, I was still taking some testosterone. I loved his body, just feeling it in the shower or in bed or even just sitting together on the couch. Feeling his muscle did it for me in a way I'd never felt before. It wasn't like lust, or even just pure physical sensation. There was just something there that I hadn't felt when I had my package intact. I sure liked it.

When we did fuck, we did it hard. It didn't take me much time at all to get all ready to go - my little stub would be good and firm, sticking out its whole half inch. We'd sixty-nine for hours, just sucking at each other's little stubs or trading places with the strap-on, or even just lying together fondling.

When he fucked me with the strap-on, it would rub against my prostate, which was really stimulating. Adam would pinch my nipples at the same time. It was really great. I’d shoot my cum from my stub, and I had kind of a whole-body orgasm. It’s hard to explain, but it was awesome.

Not long after that, I went to get my pubes taken off by electrolysis, while Adam watched. Then we went home and had great sex.

Q: Did that all continue?

P: Well, for a few months. But then we decided to take everything a step forward.

Q: How so?

P: Well, we didn't like taking the testosterone, even in low doses. And I remembered the guy who stubbed me. He had his nipples taken off. And he told me about a guy who had the whole works removed - cock, balls, nipples, and prostate. So he had no sex organs at all, a total nullo.

The idea really started appealing to me. I liked having a stub, but the thought of being totally smooth seemed awesome. And Adam began to think so, too. Not having any desire for sex seemed really appealing to both of us. So we went back to see Joe, and he sent us to this surgeon friend of his who turned guys into total nullos.

This guy did the surgery on both of us. I watched as he worked on Adam first. I held Adam’s hand as the surgeon injected anesthetic into Adam’s crotch, and then into both of his nipples.

It took a lot longer than I thought it would. He wanted to make sure Adam would have a real smooth look. He very delicately cut around Adam’s nipples, and then sewed the wounds shut. Then he went to work on his stub. He asked me to hold out my hands, and dropped Adam’s stub into them. I looked down at this little bloody piece of flesh and couldn’t imagine it had once been a proud, 7-inch cock.

After he finished with Adam, he did the same to me. An hour later, neither of us had any external sex organs.

Q: What about your prostates?

P: He had to put us to sleep to do that. When we woke up, he showed them to us. They’re really small, about half the size of a testicle. Now we never have to worry about getting prostate cancer.

We put them in the jar, along with our dicks and balls. It’s a nice collection (smiles).

Q: Can I see what your body looks like now?

P: Sure!

(Peter stood up and stripped off his tank top. He chest was completely smooth, and two very small vertical scars showed where his nipples used to be. Then he pulled down his sweat pants, revealing a bare crotch, with only a tiny opening. I admired the lean, muscled body, completely devoid of any hair. Peter looked like a beautiful, living Ken doll.)

Q: Very nice. One last question: Do you ever have sex with Adam?

P: Not really. I moved into his apartment after we both became nullos. It’s mostly just cuddling now, although we do like to touch each other’s crotches, to feel where our sex organs were. But we’re not sexual anymore. It’s a great feeling to be free of all that.

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Note: This story is closely based on the fabulous Eunuch Archive story “Adam” by Zoroaster. Thanks for the inspiration!