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Greg and I met by chance a year or so ago. I was taken sick at work and had to be taken straight to the doctor. I was wearing a pair of lacy black thong pulling my dick back under and my balls up into my body as I often did. I was a little apprehensive going to the doctor but thought that the doctor wouldnt see. I was greeted by the doctor, Greg. He was gorgeous. Very, very sexy looking. We went in and I explained what was wrong and he asked me to strip off. I hesitated and obviously seemed a little reluctant but Greg insisted.
I realised I didnt really have much of a choice but I took my shirt and shoes and socks off first, delaying the inevitable. I took my jeans off leaving myself exposed in just my lace thong. It had caught Greg by surprise but as I glanced at him I realised it was not an unpleasant surprise for him. There was a definite stirring in his pants. As he was checking me over he was deliciously close to me. I accidentally moved at one point and my arm brushed against an obviously hard cock. Anyway after he examined me and stepped away I took a good long look at his bulging pants and I guess my desire must have been apparent as Greg said Do you like what you see?. I told him I did and he asked me out for a drink later that week after I was recovered. We met for drinks and he looked great again. He was great to talk to and funny. We chatted for ages and then he asked me whether I wanted to go back to his place. I said yes. When we got there he took me in his arms and kissed me deeply and passionately. He pressed me against him and I could feel his cock gradually getting bigger and harder. I knew very much by this point that he liked to take control which was great as far as I was concerned. After we broke the kiss he asked whether I was wearing anything nice under my clothes. I told him he would have to find that out for himself. He started by pulling me into his bedroom and then gradually unbuttoned my shirt revealing the deep blue camisole I was wearing. He told me he was really glad I was wearing something nice underneath. I was in heaven. Here was a guy I thought was so sexy and was the first one who seemed to be actively encouraging my cross-dressing rather than putting up with it or being put off like so many guys before. He then took my shoes and socks off and started on my pants. He moved behind me and took them off slowly then ran is hands all over my matching blue satin panties. He caressed my ass and kissed it through the panties. He then moved in front of me and indicated to me to undress him. I took his top off and ran my hands and mouth all over his lovely lightly haired chest and then moved down kissing his stomach while I undid his belt and loosened his pants. I let them drop and went down to his feet to remove his shoes socks and pants. Then I turned my attention back up to the sight of a lovely big bulge in his jocks. It was obvious he was fairly nicely built not enormous but just a lovely generous size. Quite a bit bigger than my little package. I freed his dick from his jocks and engulfed it in his mouth as I lowered his jocks for him to kick off. His cock was nicely coated in pre-come and tasted wonderful. My hands grabbed his ass and drew him into my mouth. He let me suck him for a while and then pushed me onto the bed. He came up behind me, lowered my panties just a little, coated my ass with lube and then pressed his cock to my entrance slowly entering me. Once he was in and I had adjusted he started fucking, first slowly and then building up to a nice hard fuck. As he came I felt my orgasm set off. When our orgasms had finished he pulled out of me took the condom off and got me to clean his cock with my mouth. That was the start of our relationship. I quickly realised he wasnt interested in my dick and preferred it when it was soft or hidden behind panties. After a while we talked about it and he told me that he liked the idea I had a dick but didnt like to look at or touch erect dicks. As whenever he touched or sucked my dick it got hard quickly which made him stop immediately it was becoming a problem. I got more out of sucking him or feeling him in my ass than anything to do with my erection and it often annoyed me when I got erect in my panties so I decided to do something about it. He was a little surprised when I asked him to castrate me and wanted to think about it. After a few days we talked it through and I convinced him that I was certain I wanted to do it. We did it on a Friday afternoon to allow at least a little time before I had to go back to work. He shaved me and then gave me a local anaesthetic in my balls. When they were numb he took his scalpel and sliced my scrotum open. I was so hard from the thought of being castrated. He stopped as he had my balls out of my scrotum and asked me if I was sure I said yes. Just before the scalpel cut my balls free my cock spasmed and sent the last load of come that I would have as a full man all over my chest. When I had recovered from this massive orgasm he was well under way with tidying me up. My balls were sitting in a metal tray I was castrated. It felt a little strange at first but I quickly got used to it and grew to love the feeling of no balls and the sight of my dick getting smaller and with the hormones he was giving me, my breasts getting larger and more tender. I moved in with him soon after and he talked me into quitting my job and starting to live full time as a woman. He now loves to play with my shrinking cock and take it in his mouth it almost never gets hard which is just the way we want it.
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