The Holiday Gift, Part 1

All male children when they reach the age of twelve must assemble to make a gift on one testicle to the community in which they live. It is an honor and a priviledge that all boys are anticipating this beautiful festive day.

My name is Caleb and I turned 12 two months ago. I have been preparing for this day for the past two months. There are 35 of us from our town today that will give up one nut apiece. And one of us will do more than that. Every five years a new matchmaker is selected and this year is the special selection. The matchmaker must come from the group of boys that is giving up their nuts.

The honor of being the matchmaker is an awsome responsibility. The matchmaker is the one who will select who will breed with whom and lives in a palace. The retiring matchmaker has chosen a boy from the previous year as his lifetime companion. The retiring mathmaker will stay on for approximately 3 months as an advisor and then will draw his monthly stipend and leave the palace and retire in the country.

The honor of being the matchmaker brings with it though a price that we must accept no matter what. We will be castrated and then we will lose our penis.

The boy that is selected as the matchmaker is completely random. It is selected by a lottery of sorts. With 35 of us being in the ceremony this year, 35 balls will be placed in a basket and tumbled around for a minimum of 5 minutes. A small opening on the basket will then be opened and one ball will be allowed to fall out. The boy standing on that number will then be selected for the honor of matchmaker.

Dawn is approaching and the celebration begins in a little over two hours. I must bathe, my father and mother must completely shave me except for the hair on my head. Plus I must have at least two orgasms prior to the beginning of the celebration. By law each parent must give me oral stimulation until I ejaculate or reach orgasm. The father is suppose to go first then mother. Since my mother left us a couple of years ago and I have no sisters, my brother who is a year younger than me will have the honor of giving me my second orgasm of the day.

My dad comes in with Richie to wake me up. He is beaming! He says, "Caleb, today is your day! You become a member of the community. An you have the opportunity to become the next matchmaker as well. Since this is the selection of the matchmaker every boy is automatically selected for permanent body hair removal. You are just so beautiful!"

My little brother Ritchie is all excited as next year he gets to participate in the celebration and has the possibility of having his brother match him with someone.

Ny dad lifts me up and carries me to the bathroom. He sets me in the bath tub and begins applying the permanent hair removal cream. I know it has to stay on for 15 minutes. I tested with Ritchie a few days ago and removed all the hair on my legs and armpits. Dad is careful to place it all over my face, arms chest, back and genital area. Of course I sprout a boner when he smears the cream around my sack and penis.

The 15 minutes fly by. I shower and it's funny to see my whole body just glistening from having not hair what so ever. A little rubdown with a solution that will ensure the killing of the hair follicles and I am ready. My penis aches and needs some attention. It has been stiff for over 20 minutes now and feels like it is going to bust!

Dad and Ritchie escort me back to my room. I am standing before dad and he kneels down and completely engulfs my boyhood in his mouth. It is so wonderful! He is really licking and giving my boyhood a good going over! Unfortunately I don't last all that long and come in my dad's mouth. Dad swallows my offering to him and gently lays me down on the bed to relax for a little bit before Ritchie must do his duty. For Ritchie, it's no duty at all. For being almost 11 years old, he can really give great head. He told me last night that he has had every male in our neighborhood. Me and him are always enjoying one another's body, but today, he must fulfill the letter of the law. Ritchie's talents are quick and I see where he has learned his techniques. He has similar techniques as dad does.

After my second orgasm, we have time to wait until we must go to the former town convention center. As this day is a day of celebration, dad has been busy fixing all my favorite foods for the feast afterwards.

The males who have previously participated in the celebration on this day are only allowed to wear ribbon around their penis. Those of us who are participating in the ceremony will be nude the entire day. Those boys who are not old enough to participate in the festivities yet wear a ribbon around their ball sacks.

We are not allowed to eat anything until after the ceremony. They say just incase someone gets sick. And with today being the selection of the matchmaker, you really don't want to eat anything just incase you are selected.

The time is about up at home and I am getting real excited about the festivities of the day. Today I become a member of the community. I have certain rights and privilidges, I can be selected by the matchmaker to impregnate a female, or the matchmaker can make me wait and pair me with another male.

We get in the car and drive to the center for the ceremony. I have kept my decision of which testicle I will give up to myself. Dad gave up his right one a few years ago when all men were subjected to the new rules. It is each boys decision as to which one he will have removed.

The matchmaker will not be chosen until all of us have given up a nut for the community.

We enter the center and all the participants are taken to the stage. We are randomly given a number and mine is 23. I will be the 23rd boy to submit to the procedure. I am excited as I will now be a full member of the community.

As we all stand on the stage the curtain is drawn. The doctor who is head of the team that will perform the nutting ceremony addresses us.

"Boys, the staff will come to each of you and you must tell that person which testicle you have selected for removal. You will receive a local injection to numb the area for the extraction. Don't be embarassed if you get an erection or even ejaculate when the procedure is performed. That is why we wanted each of you to have at least two orgasms prior to coming here today. The procedure is quick and painless. You may feel a bit of tugging in the pit of your stomach when actual procedure is being done. We will make an small incision on the side you have selected, force the testicle out of the sack, pull it down so we get as much of the cord as possible. We will then clamp off the blood supply and the cord. You will then be able to cut off your own testicle. We will then cauterize the cord and blood vessel, ensure there are no leaks then a couple of stitches and you are done. Each of you must remain in line. After the ceremony you each will be given some mild pain medication to take for the next couple of days after the numbness wears off. After all 35 of you are done the matchmaker will be selected. The lucky boy will then be taken to the special operating theater here in the building so everyone can watch while his penis and other testicle is removed. Are you ready? Let's begin."

The medical team sprang into action. There were enough team members there to numb five guys at a time. Number 24 was my friend Joshua. We held hands waiting our turn. I asked Josh, "you mind if we just hold hands through all of this? I am not scared, it's just that I feel much calmer and want to share this with someone."

Josh was looking at me with those hazel eyes of his and replied, "Caleb, we have been friends since kindergarten, I would be honored to share this with you."

It wasn't long and a member of the medical team was standing before me asking, "young man, which testicle do you want to give up today?"

I looked at him and said, "I want to give up my left one." My left nut was the largest, but somehow I felt that it was the correct one to do. Anyway, what I could tell was I was so far the only left one, everyone else was giving up their right nut. Josh surprised me and said to take his left one as well. Now, that boy had some balls for a boy of 12. We were only two weeks apart in age but he had walnuts for balls!

The med tech asked us both if we knew what we were doing. I told him yes, giving my left nut up meant that I was gay. I understood the question. Josh told him that he understood too. We both had known about the other, we had even been "experimenting" with each other but were surprised by the other for letting the world know that we were gay.

Now, being gay in this society is not a bad thing. You are just another person. You have the same rights, freedoms and obligations as everyone else.

The med tech then gave us our injection to numb the skin and the nut. Once all of us were done, they opened the curtain. There was a raised platform for us to stand on and the medical team was in front of us but we were raised so that everyone could see the ceremony.

The first five stepped up to the platform and everything went according to what the team leader had said. It wasn't long and it was our group of five. I still had a raging hard on and so did Josh. I looked out over the audience and saw my dad and brother in the second row. I could tell that dad had a hard on by the way he was fidgeting in his chair and so did Ritchie. He just held on to his slowly stroking away.

Josh and I were then watching the med tech as he made a small incision in the left side of my ball sack and popped out my left nut. Then we watched as they did the same to Josh. They tugged on the nut to bring it down to it's full extension then they clamped them off. We were both handed a scalpel, we looked at each other and at the same time sliced off our own nut. When Josh sliced his he started cumming! That boy can shoot a wad! Dad and Ritchie had worked me over so well that I had a dry orgasm when I lopped off my left nut.

About ten minutes later all 35 of us had given up a nut. Now a hush hung over the crowd. The retiring matchmaker came out with his companion. The retiring matchmaker would be the one to draw the number for his replacement. Anticipation was thick! As only the word of the matchmaker in our community means who will father at least one child in the next year and who will not.

The matchmaker opened up the small opening on the basket and out fell a ball with a number on it. He was concealing the ball until he made his announcement and showed the ball to the crowd. Josh and I held each other's hand waiting.

The matchmaker spoke, " Ladies and gentlemen, first I have an announcement that is of the utmost importance. Today marks a change in the length of the tenure of a matchmaker. The new matchmaker will be in office for a term of twelve years. Another rule change is that the new matchmaker can choose his life companion anytime now and not have to wait until the last year of his term. And now the lucky number is.........."