“So, have you thought about doing varsity?” Jon and Mike, the two captains said. We hadn’t really given it a thought. The varsity team was one of the best in the state and we never thought we could make it. Still, seeing them there in their Speedos gave me a subliminal message to go for it. Ryan and I agreed to try out, but we never thought we’d make it.

After a few weeks of working on our own, the guys took us in to meet the team. There were five other freshmen trying out for the team. Mike gave me a tidbit that everyone will probably get in, so I felt more relaxed about the situation. The first team meeting went pretty well, we just talked about everything that would go on. Jon told us that there was one last condition for trying out for the team. “Because we are the best, we can’t afford to loose practice time because you go around fucking with some girl, or guy”. He glanced over at me, “so we’re going to fit you guys with some chastity devices to hold you guys over until you make the team. Is everyone cool with that? We’ll give you a few last minutes.”

Everyone got quiet at that, a long time with our dicks locked up. I thought, oh shit, what am I going to do with all my porn. But I thought to myself, maybe this was a good thing. We were already in Speedos, so we just took them off. Ryan got hard. He had a nice dick, seven inches, cut. I wished I was as beautiful as he was. He started flipping into some female fantasy, along with the other guys. I had jacked off the night before thinking of Ryan kissing me, so I was all set. I waived the jerking time and went up to Jon and Mike and asked them to fit me. “You aren’t going to give it one last go?” they asked me.

I said “No, I did it last night, I guess it’s a good thing. I need to stop anyways”. Mike went up, hugged me, said he was proud of me and that the rest of the team should use me as an example. They started to fit a cage around my cock. The cage had some openings for cleaning, and it wasn’t too noticeable. They fit it with a lock and with that my sexual life was fixed. “Hey guys, look at Rod over here! He was the brave first one! He’ll get some extra points with us for that! Anyone want to go next?”

I ran back to Ryan to show him, and he was still jerking. I wanted to go down on him, but we resorted to no sexual contact because he was exclusively interested in women. I grabbed his hand and pulled him over to the captains. “Ryan’s next” I shouted, and Ryan started to complain he hadn’t gotten off yet. “Just give me a minute to let me off Rod!” But the captains laughed at me for dragging my friend. Mike held Ryan down while Jon put the chastity on him. Without getting off, Ryan was locked up too.

The sight of Ryan with his cock locked up started to get me hard… well if you could call it that. I yelped and shouted. Jon laughed saying I would get used to the feeling of an attempted boner after a while. They gave us a jockstrap that fit under our Speedos so the belt wouldn’t be totally noticeable. I was thankful for this.

The first few weeks with my chastity belt were really rough. I would come home from practice exhausted every day, but I couldn’t get any sexual relief. I wanted a way to get myself off, but nothing seemed to work. I got to finger my ass a bit, but that only helped stem the tide.

Ryan and I talked about it one day, and Ryan was having difficulty too. I suggested we should go to the pool again late at night to work our frustration away. Maybe this is what they wanted I thought, but we went anyways. Swimming late at night when I was horny seemed to make me more aggressive, I worked harder and harder than I ever had before. My mind had even wandered from boys to swimming, and things were going well. I got really muscular, and so did Ryan. He still kept looking really attractive.

Freshman year started in a few weeks and it wasn’t going to be too hard. The swimmers got out of gym because our program was so strong it was said we didn’t need it. It was good, because we got a study hall, which I needed to help me do all my homework in time.

There were so many attractive senior boys, if I didn’t have my chastity I would have been hard all the time, sneaking a few jerks during the study hall. Ryan and I were in a few classes together, and we got even closer, enduring our chastity and friendship.

Around October we really started to work hard. I was utterly exhausted every day after practice. My times had gotten substantially better, and I had leaned up a lot. The rest of the team was looking in great shape. The upperclassmen had their own locker room and showers, and left most of us freshman alone. We liked it that way, because we were able to talk freely without dealing with senior pranks we feared.

The seniors pulled us all aside after practice one day. “We have some good news” Jon said. “You’ve all made the team! Congratulations” We all smiled and cheered, giving each other high fives in excitement.

“To celebrate, we are all going to be at a swimming party for the long weekend at my house” Mike told us. “It starts at 8PM tonight, so be there! Don’t bother bringing any clothes.”

We just laughed at the last thing, thinking we’d be swimming at his pool. We arrived at the party and everyone was having a good time. There was lots of food and even some alcohol. I never was one to drink, but I was going to take advantage. Mike had a great house; it was large, sitting on a hill. He had a huge pool in his backyard, and was relatively quiet part of the town. His family was rich, so they were able to get a lot of stuff for us.

Around 10, they took all of us into his family room and the freshman all got on the couch in the middle. They asked us to put our hands up like we were going off the blocks; checking for form I thought. We didn’t really think anything of it, until a few of the swimmers behind us grabbed our hands and tied them. We were all struggling, but Jon told us to relax, it was just some fun. I believed him, thinking it was just another initiation ritual.

Jon went around and started to undress us, and I felt a little stir in my chastity. When he got to me, he pulled my boxers off, revealing my locked up cock. Mike started to go around and unlock each of our chastity belts. As each cock got unlocked, it sprung to life hard as heck. The senior guys went down on us, and I was a little freaked out. I just looked at Ryan with a “What the Fuck” look, and he joked at me saying that’s what I get for being out. Ryan was a little uncomfortable with the blowjob, but he was better than the others because he knew me. It felt amazing. My dick had been locked up for three months, and had been yearning for release. I had Jon going down on me, and he was really good. I had a suspicion sometimes he might have been gay.

It was when I felt like I was going to blow that he pulled off me. A few of the other guys had been pulled off as well. I was totally horned up right now. They grabbed more rope and tied us up again. I just guessed they were about to fuck us.

Jon said he had an announcement to make, “Because we are the best team in the state, we have to give up something for our winnings. The past few months you have endured chastity to see how you have redirected your life from sex to swimming. Rod, you and Ryan have done the best job out of any of the freshman. For this, for that, I thank you. But to give something up with metal and locks is not enough I feel… The team feels. Every member of this team has given up something much more precious for our reputation”.

With that, the seniors started to strip. When they were all in their underwear, they slid them down. I just stood there with my eyes wide. There was Jon, beautiful as ever, but instead of a normal dick, he had nothing. It looked like a little lump in front of a huge set of balls. I looked around. The other guys started to strip. The freshman started to look at each other, I looked at Ryan. The only people who had dicks in this room were the freshman.

“As you can see, we have all removed our penises to further our swimming. We have succeeded with this, and so will you. This is the way it has to be, you can’t be screwing with another guy or girl as we are training. It makes us aggressive, a better team. Many high schools do this, but we succeed the most with our dedication. For you, your journey starts now. It doesn’t hurt, but the frustration will linger on forever. It makes you better, so just take it like the men you are”.

A few former students came into the room with some tools. I got really scared, awestruck in fact. None of us were able to speak, as they had gagged us before they stripped. The grads took needles and poked us with them. Feeling left my dick for the last time. I resigned myself to my fate, knowing I could always find a gay top for myself.

They went to Ryan first, who was on the end. They made some markings on his penis and put a few bands on it. They leaned in and started to make an incision about an inch above the base of Ryan’s beautiful cock. I couldn’t believe they were going to take my lust object away from my best friend, and me. Ryan took it really well, I thought. He flinched as they went cutting through. After five minutes, his penis was off. They took some sutures and sewed up what was left of his dick, which was about an inch long, sticking out from his balls.

I was next, and Jon put his arms on my shoulder. “Rod, it’ll be OK, you’ve taken this like a man, the bravest of them all. You volunteered first for chastity, so we’ll leave you with a little extra”. They did the same with me, except my line was higher up. It hurt a bit, but the numbing took most of it away. I was a brave guy, and took it well. They went on and finished the team.

Afterwards, they let us go. The first thing I did was heft my balls. It was just a weird feeling not seeing my dick there anymore. It wasn’t big, but it was my toy. I jerked it all the time before joining the team, but now it was gone, and I hadn’t gotten off. I was feeling really frustrated. Ryan was feeling the same, but he was really upset in addition to the frustration.

The upperclassmen told us they were going to have a big orgy, and we could watch, but because we were just cut, we couldn’t participate in. They got out what looked like their dick remnants, sealed in plastic. I learned that Mike and Jon were a couple, and really hot. They rubbed up against each other and kissed. As I was into the gay scene, this was really getting me on, but it was really uncomfortable with my crotch all bruised up. Mike took what used to be his nice 7.5 inch dick and put it on a harness. He rubbed Jon’s ass and started to stick it in. It was so interesting seeing them and the rest of the team get it on.

Later that night, Jon grabbed a seat next to Ryan and me. “You know, a lot of guys date within the team, so you can still have fun. I know you’re used to it already Rod, so it might be easier for you”. He offered to let us check his healed up self. I touched my hand to his crotch, balls and stump. It healed nice, a small rounded nub of flesh about an inch long. Below it was a set of balls that looked huge. I held them and looked up. “They always ache with a desire to release, but its amazing” he told me. For a quick glimmer of hope, I felt the same way. “Some seniors get their nuts out after they graduate to release the pressure, some even get steel balls. Me, I’m going to get some steel ones, but I want to keep my nuts too.” He told us. Ryan thought that was a hot idea.

We were starting to feel tired, so Ryan and I made it into a bedroom upstairs. “This is going to be interesting” I said to Ryan.

“Yea, I know. Hey Rod, do you want to share the bunk tonight? I’m going to have to get used to this whole gay thing soon enough”. I looked him up and down, from his cute shaggy hair to his newly clipped cock, and remembered how much I crushed on him. I pulled him close to me on the bed and held him.

He turned around after a while and we talked some more. It was too much for me to bear. I leaned in, and gave him a kiss. To my surprise, he kissed back. We just cuddled and kissed that night, but after we healed, we became boyfriends. I always want to fuck, and so does he. Some nights, he comes up behind me and tries to, but he always screams in frustration about his dick. They were right, it made us more aggressive.

Having my dick removed was actually good for me. I took it the best out of our group, and really loved showing off. I started to swim even faster, and yet my balls kept aching more and more. After sectionals, I had still not had an orgasm since the summer before I joined the team. I won first place in the fly in the state that year, and it was the most powerful moment I had experienced in years. Being dickless helped me win, I know it. And I actually had begun to be proud of my cut dick, strutting around the showers with it. The rest of the guys laughed and everyone wanted a piece of me.

After sectionals, we had another party. All the freshman could enjoy it this time. Jon said he had a special surprise for me because I won the fly. He picked me up and threw me onto a table and tied me down. “Guys I don’t really need the ropes!” I laughed. They said since I strutted so much, they were going to fuck the shit out of me with their dildos. I just went up and smiled, thinking “Fuck Yes” in my head. I just had one request, and that was Ryan would be my first.

It was so weird feeling plastic dildos go up and down my ass, but it felt so hot. After having thirty or so dicks up my ass, I was aching like hell. I had still not cum yet. Mike brought over a special dildo and asked me if I knew what that was. I had no clue, but he put it inside of me. It went in and out like the rest of them, but then it started to vibrate. Then I felt some stimulation all over my anus. I felt pressure, and then just screamed. My whole body shook in pleasure. I looked down at my balls and could see streams of semen flowing out of my stump. It felt so much different, but so powerful.

“That’s what you get for winning, Rod.” He told me. It made me even more motivated to win again and again. They were right about having dicks removed making us more aggressive. I hit the pool like crazy, because I knew I had a big “fucking” award waiting for me. Even with my orgasms, I still felt constant ache and frustration. It hurt like hell some nights, but my boyfriend, Ryan, was always there to rub me and pleasure me. All the boys eventually slept around with each other, and it was all really hot when we had our orgies.

For me, I was most satisfied when I got out of the pool breaking the state record my senior year, getting first in the 200 fly. I knew my life was perfect without a dick, and I was so happy I had this done for myself. After swimming senior year, we all still got together. Ryan had his balls taken out and replaced with a giant set of metal nuts. We are still really close together, and are even roommates in college. Our college didn’t have a swim team, but we met other swimmers who had penectomies as well. Their experience was much the same as ours, and I found that many hot guys were out there who had no dicks, constantly making them better people.