Sarah, you asked about my balls, so let me tell you why I had them cut off. Because you are a girl, I'll have to explain a lot. Men's balls are VERY VERY sensitive. It is true that if you hit a man in his balls really hard, he will double up and fall to the ground. This is an important thing for a girl to remember. All she has to do to stop a boy from doing anything she doesn't want is hit him hard in the balls. This is true if he is trying to touch her more than she wants to be touch, if she gets into a fight with a boy, or if somebody tries to rape her.

Of course, what almost all men felt as intense pain, for me was intense pleasure. Ever since I got my pubic hairs I loved touching, squeezing, slapping, or hitting my balls. When I reached puberty and found out how to masturbate, things got crazy. I had to find a way to stimulate my balls if I wanted to cum. I would squeeze them with my left hand while touching my penis with the right, sometimes I would lean against a table that was just the right height so I could lean on my balls as I was playing with myself, or sometimes read a book about a man having his nuts hurt (James Bond, Casino Royale has a great section on this).

When I got a car and dated girls I had a difficult time. I could get a hard penis, but having an orgasm without my balls getting attention was possible but not satisfying. And then, totally by accident, my dream came true.

I had a really nice girlfriend. We would kiss a lot and touch each other. She even let me touch her cochie but never let me go far inside her crack, just her clit. She would rub my penis until I came and I came while I would rub her clit until she did too. She was going to be a virgin until the day she married. We both had a lot of orgasms that way. But NEVER would she let me put my penis inside her. Because I was afraid she might think me strange, I never mentioned my balls to her. Joking, I asked her if we could stop by the side of the road for sex. Also joking she gave me medium hard punch on my jeans, right where my nuts were. This was happiness!

“Please Rebecca, do it again.” I told her. She asked if it hurt and I said yes, it did, and I loved it. She made a fist and hit me on my jeans again- got both balls good. I told her not to stop. And she didn't. After five minutes I could control myself no more and literally creamed in my jeans. And she hadn't touched my penis, not once. The BIG problem was that after this I never wanted her touch my penis, just hit my balls. Even for me, that was weird.

This started my addiction. Every time I was in a sexy situation I insisted that the girl squeeze, punch or twist my balls. This became a big problem when I started having a lot of sex. It is physically very difficult for a girl to have sex and squeeze balls at the same time. And hit them- no way. I lost a lot of girlfriends because of this.

As I got older, I became even more obsessed with my balls. I couldn't have sex if my balls weren't bashed, couldn't masturbate, in short there was no such thing as normal sex. I was feed up with all this. Who is the boss, my balls or me? Enough is enough!

I searched the Internet and found a doctor a few hours ride from my home. We exchanged emails and he agreed to castrate me. I knew that by losing my balls I would be faced with the choice of “normal” sex or no sex. My big problem was that I didn't want to look strange- to have nothing hanging between my legs. I finally found a company that sold silicone testicles and immediately bought two. After they arrived I would look at the box once or twice a day and masturbate. At this point I was totally out of control. To cum, I had to sit on a toilet and put my balls under the seat. By putting more of my weight on them I could give myself the intense feelings I needed to orgasm. No person should have to do this. I had become a slave of my own testicles.

After a week I drove to his office. I was very embarrassed, but had gone too far to stop. He took a medical history and asked why I wanted to lose my balls. I lied. I told him it was for religious reasons. He gave me a form to sign, took my money, and took me into a small examining room. While he washed his hands and got the tools ready, his nurse shaved me. She was pretty and touched me all over, but I didn't even get hard- she wasn't abusing my balls. The doctor came to the table and gave me two injections- each into the cord that attaches the balls to the body. It took about ten minutes and I was totally numb.

I couldn't see him work, but I did hear the snap of his scissors when he cut off the first ball. A few minutes later a second snap and I knew that for the rest of my life I would have a normal sex life- or none at all. It took him about half an hour to put the falsies in- they had to be attached just right otherwise they would hang up and down, not sideways like real balls do. He finished and gave me a few pain pills and a dozen antibiotics. I took the antibiotics, but still have the pain medication.

I left his office and spent about an hour at a museum that happened to be between his office and my hotel. When the injections wore off I felt a bit of pain so I went and watched TV. Later I had dinner and went to sleep. After a few days the pain went away. I was curious, would I be able to cum? For the first week NO. About ten days after I had my balls cut off, I was able to have an orgasm. It was literally, a bloody mess.

Well, that was two years ago and learned how to have good sex without having balls. I have a new girlfriend. She doesn't know that her boyfriend has no nuts. We have a lot of sex and I am able to concentrate on the sex and not my balls.

Of course it takes me a lot LOT longer to cum. The fastest is half an hour, more usually and hour or a bit longer. Sometimes I can't cum at all.

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And that is great- wanting to have an orgasm, trying to have an orgasm, but not being able to. I am sure that a girl who didn't have a clit would feel exactly the same. She would have to play with herself for a long time, and maybe she could get off, and maybe she couldn't. My girlfriend thinks I am a wonderful lover. I don't think I will ever tell her the truth.

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It's GREAT. The GREATEST. Before I would ejaculate in a few minutes. Now, I have feeling, but not the intense pleasure I used to get. And rather than a quick explosion, I have to rub, rub, rub a very long time. And when I finally do cum, it is better than anything I felt when I had my testicles. A girl without a clit would feel feel the same way.

To sum it up, having my nuts cut off was the best thing I had ever done. Sex is great and because it is so hard to have an orgasm I can't even think of cheating. That I can't have any children is not a concern: I have two daughters and don't want more kids. For me, having my balls removed made me a much happier person and has improved my sex life a zillion percent. I recommend it for any man with who has the same problem I did.