My balls were sticking to my leg from it being hot outside, so I was shaking my leg to get them unstuck. They were huge things. I admired my hands for a bit too, and felt a little horny. I hoped no one noticed my antics, or the long hard dick going down my pant leg.

I turned my attention to the tv. A doctor and a male nurse were on there talking about something. I sort of dosed off into it, and it turned out really interesting.

The doctor was talking about how after age 40 natural testosterone levels begin to decline, and that prostate swelling occurs. This causes ageing of the body and can lead to prostate cancer, but that new, synthetic testosterone was able to undo these ill effects.

He showed a group of guys about my age on a soccer field. About half of them had been on T, the other natural. The guys on T looked more like me, built, fit, and then I found out they were already in their late 50s, and they looked amazing. The natural guys looked terrible, twice their age.

Looking at those hot dads was really getting my dick hard. I had been married for years, but still longed for a good dick, and loved to check guys out, which probably lead to my expensive gym addiction. I have three gym memberships right now, and had more before.

Then it was back to the doc and his son, er, nurse. The nurse asked how it could be so effective, and the doc casually said, “castration of the testicles ceases natural T production and all that is required is the newer, better artificial T. A longer, better life awaits, and one that has increased sexual performance, my boy. If you are over 40, gay, or a declared Specially Abled the procedures are completely covered free of charge by USCares, our national healthcare provider.

“And the science really shows this leads to a longer, happier life with a better looking body and more sexual energy?” The nurse asked.

“It certainly does, and the procedure itself is painless with anesthetics and modern lasers, let’s see one now.” The doc replied.

The camera flashed into a reality show type segment where we followed Ezekiel, an average, but attractive, 46 year old considering castration. He was looking to reverse balding, improve his shape, and reinvigorate his sex life with his wife of 14 years. The camera followed him into a doctor’s office, where he had a brief consultation about the consequences of the procedure and aftercare, and what to reasonably expect. For instance, the doctor said that Ezekiel needed to eat less and walk more to stay in shape regardless of the ‘procedure.’ The doctor then reminded him the procedure was covered free of charge and described it as painless and quick, lasting under five minutes.

Ezekiel signed a consent form, and undressed. The camera came back into focus with Ezekiel seated in a specially designed, elevated chair.

The doc teased Ezekiel’s balls, “Feeling anything? You should only feel slight movement.”

“Not much, doc.”

“Ok, some people like to watch, others don’t, let me know.”

“Oh, I’d like to watch.”

“Ok, I’ll leave you in this position then, you should be able to see.” The doc said, as he pulled and swabbed Ezekiel’s shaven crotch with antiseptic.

The doc pulled out his laser knife and began to cut a small hole in the side of Ezekiel’s sack.

‘Feel that, boy?” The doc said.

“No, not really sir, just a dull feeling, like a tickle.”

***

“MISTER CONNERS!” The nurse was calling my name. It brought me suddenly back to life. I saw there was a wet spot on my pants from watching the video, and was peeved he called me just as it was getting good!

I stood up, using a magazine to cover the small wet spot on my pant leg. The nurse took it from my hands, saw the spot, and smiled. He looked awfully young, and I could tell he took a sick pleasure in knowing the video had aroused me.

I was weighed and taken to a room, asked the routine questions, and told to take my shirt off. I sat on the bed, which looked oddly like the one from the video, waiting for the doctor.

The doctor stood outside the door before entering, and I could hear another patient thanking him, and saying how excited he was. I wondered about what it was. Then came the knock.

“Ah, Mr. Conners, how have you been?” The Doc said.

“I’m alright Doc, got this cough that won’t quit.”

“Well, let me take a look.” He put the cold stethoscope on my chest and back, making me breath deeply.

“Well, sounds like the dry chest cold that has been going around, not much I can do. We don’t prescribe antibiotics for these anymore Conners.”

“Well, it’s been going on and on.”

“Well, at your age these things start to take a little longer. Look you are pretty healthy, and fit too. But we all age with time, Derrick.” Doc said.

“Well, what about that anti-ageing program you had on in the lobby?” I asked, not thinking about what I was saying.

“Well,” he smiled faintly, “I mean you are covered, Derrick. It does work, it has been working for me, I feel a lot better physically, mentally, since I started on it.”

“You are on it?” I asked.

“My whole male staff, Derrick. I did the under-40s, too. If you aren’t having kids in the future, well, it’s much better. Much, much better I can tell you. I have incredible energy now that those things are finally gone and I’m a scientifically proven formula. And my sexual vigor, it’s like I’m back in my 20s. And if you don’t like the appearance, well, there are prosthetics too. I can do it right now if you want.”

“I should think about it,” I said.

“If I were you I’d already have done it years ago.”

“Well, maybe I’d better do it, then.” I said, suddenly feeling pressured, aroused.

“Let me get the nurse and I’ll be right back.”

The Doc came back with the consent forms and the nurse, and the implements he needed – antiseptic, the laser knife, and a pair of small medical tongs. The nurse had me undress and shaved me while I signed the consents, then injected me with a small amount of pain reliever in my perineum. The Doc then disinfected me.

He played with my balls and asked what I felt.

“Not too much Doc. It’s like I know you are playing with them but I don’t at the same time.”

“Good, we’ll get started.” The Doc taped my fully erect penis to my stomach. The nurse handed him the laser knife, and he cut a slit in the middle of my sack. Hmm, not like the video I thought.

“I like to do a center cut, heals much cleaner I think, but it’s a matter of choice.” Doc said.

He cut through additional layers I didn’t know were down there, and then pulled my nuts out of their sack. I felt the sensation that I had been punched in the gut, but it wasn’t that strong. Seeing my nuts exposed like that stiffened my already hard cock, which by now was oozing cum. The nurse looked and smiled at me.

“I had the same reaction,” The nurse said. The Doc laughed, adding “they all did.”

He then quickly severed my left nut with the laser knife, followed by the right one, placing them in a bowl the nurse was holding. They looked huge.

“These were big ones, we can do prosthetics on the follow up next week if you want.”

“I don’t want prosthetics.” I paused, “Doc, can you take my sac off?” I said, not thinking.

“Of course. How are you feeling?” The Doc asked.

“Like I was punched hard in the balls, but it feels really good. I dunno Doc, I didn’t think it would make me feel so fulfilled staring at my balls in a bowl.”

The Doc smiled, and cut my sac off, leaving just enough to seal the wound with glue.

They doused my groin in iodine or something, and the nurse started to remove the tape. I was really aroused, and as he slowly peeled off the tape on my dick his hands touched my rigid hard on. I just nutted as his hands touched my dick, the warm, ache in my groin just burst out my dick. The Doc and the nurse laughed heartily as I looked on in embarrassed panic.

“Hey, Derrick, now that you are on the program you are gunna have a lot more sexual energy. Why don’t you come over to my all eunuch party this Wednesday at 6, it’s a lot of fun, a lot of willing guys just like you.”

I didn’t miss any of Docs parties.