My First Exposure

The first dream I can remember was of having my balls removed and becoming a eunuch . I couldn't have been more than five years old at the time. The details are now foggy but since that time my goal has been to see my balls out of the sac. I was raised on a small farm on which we had a few cows, chickens amd pigs. As children we were never allowed to watch the pigs get castrated but I was always curious. I did once sneak in the barn right after some of them were cut and found a couple of testicles. I snuck them back to my room where I cut them open to see what was inside.

As the years went by I loved to have my balls tortured , but I never had the nerve to ask any of my partners to cut them off. One of my partners nearly bit one of them off in the heat of the moment, but that was as close as I got until last year.

I had finally decided that I had to see at least one of my balls for real. It was finally going to happen . My partner was going out of town for the weekend so I gat myself ready. I bought some scalpel blades , a bottle of betadine scrub and some gauze pads and I was ready. I shaved my sac (which I keep shaved most of hte time , had a hot bath , and draped a clean towel over my office chair. I sat for a moment whith the blade in my hand, took a deep breath and started. My hand shook as I made the first small cut . It hurt like hell but only for a split second . I used the gauze to wipe the blood away and got back to . As the blade slice through the the scrotum I could see the next layer to get through . This layer was a little thougher than the skin itself but as the incision grew deeper the more determined I got . Finally I could see my goal, My left testicle was in view. I squeezed it from behind and it partially came out. Taking the scalpel I lengthened the incision a little more and squeezed once more. It kind of oozed out of the hole It didnt pop oute I thought it would . Thre it was,I could see it it was out in the fresh air. I took a piece of gauze in my hand and pulled it out a little further . It still seemed to be attached to the side of my scrtum some how . I picked up the scalpel and started ot cut some more of the connective tissue. This time it really hurt so aI had to go slow. I cut a little more, the nut came out a liitle more. I had to stop because of the pain amd the blood, there were lots of little blood vessels in this area. I popped the nut Back in and took a rest for a bit .

Holding a towel to my crotch I gat up and went to the kitcen for a drink of water. I was extremly dry from all the excitement.I pulled the towel away to look at the wound,it was bleeding a little but did it ever look cool . I sqeezed the sac and out poped the nut !!. I pushed it back and popped it out again . This was a fun game !! I went back to the bathroom and washed the blood off my legs and cleaned up a little . I rewashed my hands with betadine . I looked at myself in the morror and thoughy "Now what you fool "?? I grabbed my ball sac and looked at it in the mirror I squeezed the nut out again, This time I grasped it with my fingers and pulled, it came out a little further . I stopped at that point and toyed with cutting it off, I do have another one to play with after all I thought . I popped it back in, went my office and got the towel ioff hte chair . I looked at the bloody mess and decided that I would keep the nut, for now any way. I picked the towel up, went into the the living room, put it on the couch and sat down . I spread I Looked at my sac again, reached down and squeezed the nut out again, what a beautiful sight I didn't want to put it back but I knew I should. This time it was harder to get it back in put with a little work it went . I went back to the office got a needle and thread and wemt to close the wound. I had to see it one more time. Out it came a i looked at it one last time covered in tiny blood vessel and a little blood . I was alot harder to get it back in this time, this was the first time I was really scared all night . I got it in, stitched up my sac and went to bed . I woke up about 2A.M. in a lot of pain, my sac was swollen and hot. My first thought was infection, I was now really scared. I git up and had a drink of water and sat down to decide what to do. I decided to sleep on it and see if it was better in the morning . I t was still a little sore but no longer too swollen or hot. I was very lucky . It healed with no problem over the next two weeks. and I have a beautiful scar.

That was a year ago. I just bought more scalpels , and am waiting for my partners next out of town trip.