"What problem?" his father replied.

"He's not very enthusiastic about the sex. I think he satisfies himself by jacking off so he doesn't respond to me very well."

"If you treated him better, he would be better in bed with you. There is nothing I can do about it."

"But, you can do something about it. You can cut off his cock. Then he wouldn't be able to jack off. It'd really turn me on to see him that way."

"That is rather extreme. I will have to think about it."

Three days later Dr. Acworth said, "I have thought about it. I will have to do a penectomy. I have a syringe ready. Start to have sex with him. When you have a good hold of him, call out loudly that you are ready. I will come in with the syringe."

When Dr. Acworth came in, he injected not Chris but Brandon who said, "You old fool. You got the shot in the wrong butt." Then he passed out.

When Brandon woke up, he was in bed with soft restraints on his wrists. He said, "Why am I tied up?"

"So that you don't disturb your bandages."

"What bandages?"

"While you were unconscious, I removed your penis and one of your testicles."

"You're lying! You're just trying to scare me."

Dr. Acworth didn't say anything. He pulled down the sheet and held up a mirror so that Brandon could see his crotch. Brandon screamed. Dr. Acworth injected something into his IV.

The next time Brandon woke, he said, "Why did you do this to me?"

"I did it because I knew that if I didn't, you'd start fucking girls again."

"Why didn't you just put the chastity device back on me?"

"I have read your emails. I know you bought a key for it. You know how to get a key for any device I can buy."

"I thought you wanted me to be able to father children after I marry a suitable girl."

"You can father children with medical help."

"I will go crazy from not being able to fuck. Is that what you want?"

"I removed one of your testicles. Your testosterone level will go down about 40 percent so you will have less sexual desire. When you get horny enough, you can have Chris fuck your ass."

"I will never let that little girl fuck me!"

"You call him a girl because he has no balls, but, he has a penis and you don't. Who do you think is more of a man now?"

Brandon didn't answer. Dr. Acworth said, "If you call the police about what I did, I will show them the videos I made of you fucking Chris. You will go to prison for many counts of statutory rape. In this state, each count of statutory rape carries a five-year minimum penalty. I have recorded more than 20 rapes. I don't think a man without a penis, who was convicted of raping a little boy will do very well in prison. What do you think?" Brandon turned pale and gulped.

Dr. Acworth showed Chris how to change Brandon's bandages. He said, "Do you think you can do it by yourself next time?"

"Yeah. I think so."

The next time Chris came in, he said, "I'm real sorry about what your father did. If I'd known, I'd have warned you so you could run away or something."

"Why are you being so nice to me? I treated you like crap."

"I dunno. I guess I just like to be nice to people."

Ten days later, Brandon got dressed to go out for the first time. After he dressed, he said, "I can't go out."

Chris said, "Why not? It'll do you good to get out."

"My pants don't look right. Everyone who sees me will know I'm missing stuff." He started to cry quietly.

Chris said, "We can fix things. You can roll up a sock and put it in your underpants."

"What if it moves and goes down my pant leg?"

"I have some small safety pins. I can pin it to your boxers. You might want to get some briefs. They'd help keep the sock in the right place."

Brandon said, "Thank you." It was the first time he had ever thanked Chris. "I will buy some briefs. I sure don't need the extra room boxers have anymore. Do you wear socks in your briefs?"

"No. My balls weren't that big. I don't really look different with pants on. I did have to get different swimsuits. I used to wear tight Speedos. They didn't look right. Now I wear baggy suits. I miss the Speedos. They looked real good on me."

Brandon replied, "I'm sorry you can't wear Speedos anymore. You start school in about a week. What're ya gonna to do about showering after P.E.?"

"I'd like to keep going to P.E. but I know the other boys would notice I don't have balls. They would tease me and treat me awful. Most of them would act like I wanted to have them cut off. They'd treat me like I wasn't a boy anymore. Your father gave me a medical excuse. I'm gonna use the excuse and not go to gym."

Five weeks after Brandon's operation, Chris noticed that he was really upset. Chris said, "What's wrong?"

"I'm really, really horny. I can't fuck girls. I can't fuck you. I can't even jack off!"

"Your father should have left you a stump for me to suck. You want me to suck your balls, uh, I mean ball?"

"No. I want . . . " Chris waited patiently. After about 30 seconds, Brandon continued, "I want you to fuck me."

After they finished, Brandon kissed Chris on the cheek and said, "Thank you. That was much better than I thought it would be. Did you like it?"

"It was good but not as good as having the big dick you used to have up my butt."

"I thought you didn't like me fucking you."

"I didn't like the way you treated me but I loved getting fucked by your big tool."

"Father was right. I should have been nicer, much nicer, to you. I deserved what he did to me."

"What he did was horrible. You didn't deserve it."

"I did deserve it. My father did what he did because I asked him to do something really, really terrible."

"What'd you ask for?"

"I no longer want him to do what I asked for. I never should have wanted him to do it. I'm a different, better, person now."

Brandon looked down at his modified crotch and said, "I asked him to cut off your cock. It would have turned the old me on to see you smooth down there." Chris became very pale and started getting dressed. While Chris was dressing, Brandon continued. "I hope you can forgive me but I will understand if you can't."

Chris left the apartment and walked aimlessly around. Two hours later, he came back in and said, "I forgive you. I know you are a different person 'cause you told me about it. The old Brandon wouldn't have told me. The old Brandon was a terrible person. I like the new Brandon a lot better."

Brandon replied, "He sure was terrible. I'm really glad I'm not like that anymore. I just wish I didn't have to lose my cock to become a better person."

The next day, after they had sex, Brandon kissed Chris on the mouth. He said, "That was great. I bet it would be even better if your cock was bigger. You should ask Dad to increase your dosage of testosterone."

Chris replied, "No. I like my dick the way it is now. Besides, if I got more T, I'd grow lots of ugly body hair and get zits. Are you disappointed?"

Brandon said, "A little, but you have to do what is right for you."

A week later Brandon said, "I remembered how you said that you liked being fucked by a big dick so I bought this. It's a strap on fake cock I can fuck you with, if you want me to. It's about the same size my cock was."

After Brandon fucked him, Chris asked, "Do you want me to fuck you with the fake dick, it's way bigger than my dick?"

"Yeah, let's try it."

After they finished, Chris asked, "Was it better than my little dick?"

"In one way it was. I prefer it when you use your cock because I know that you are getting pleasure too."

Brandon never did marry a suitable girl. A few days after Chris turned 18, they got married. They had their honeymoon in Hawaii. They wore matching tight Speedos on the beach and at the hotel pool. Many guys stared at their crotches but Brandon and Chris didn't care.

The end.

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