When Eric discovers Jimmy's secret, it leads to the best sex of his life.
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I first saw Jimmy in gym class at the beginning of our senior year of high school. There were a lot of good looking boys in the class, but my eye immediately was on him. He was so cute, with shaggy brown hair, a big grin, and pretty brown eyes. I was a typical gawky teenager, shy and not very good at sports. But he was athletic, moving with grace during basketball games. I didn’t think I had a chance with someone as hot as Jimmy. But I caught him looking at me a couple of times, and he started flashing me that smile. It made me weak in the knees to see him grinning at me. Then one day he came over to me during class and started talking to me. I thought I would faint from excitement. Jimmy was really friendly and easy going, so after awhile I started to relax. He would come over to me when he saw me in the hallway or lunch room, and just talk about sports and school. The fact that I never saw him with a girlfriend made me hope that he was gay too. After gym class was over, I always hoped to catch him in the shower so I could check him out. But Jimmy never showered like most of the rest of us. He just stripped down to his underpants, and put his street clothes back on. I was disappointed, but I did enjoy seeing him without a shirt. He had a nice body. As the weeks went by, Jimmy and me became better friends. We started doing stuff after school and on weekends, like going to movies and fast food joints. He had a car, so we rode all over town. I was so happy whenever Jimmy came by to pick me up at my house, and we drove off, music blasting from the radio. One evening after a movie, we sat talking in Jimmy’s car in the parking lot. Before long, all the other cars had left, and we were alone. Suddenly, he leaned over and kissed me on the lips. My heart almost stopped! “I’ve wanted to do that for a long time, Eric,” he said, smiling. When I didn’t say or do anything, he kissed me again, this time putting his tongue into my mouth. I started kissing him back, and he put his hand on my thigh, then on my crotch. My cock started swelling really fast. “Hmmm, you seem to like this,” he grinned, pulling my zipper down. It all seemed like a dream. In a flash, Jimmy had my cock out and was licking up and down the shaft. Then he put his mouth around the head and started sucking. “Oh God, that’s great,” I moaned as he moved his head up and down the shaft. In just a couple of minutes, I had the most mind-blowing orgasm of my life. Jimmy swallowed my load, then raised his head and kissed me. I could taste my cum on his lips. “Let me do that to you,” I said, reaching for his zipper. “No, that’s okay, Eric,” he said, pushing my hand away. “Let’s just hold each other.” I was a little surprised, but I didn’t mind much. This was already the happiest day of my life. For the next couple of weeks, Jimmy and me would get together whenever we could. But it was always the same – he’d jerk me off or give me a blowjob, but he never let me do anything. He never even took his pants off. When I asked him why, he always gave me some excuse that didn’t make much sense. Then one evening, his parents were away, and Jimmy and me were in his bedroom making out. I had a raging hard-on, and he was rubbing my crotch through my pants. I reached over and started rubbing his crotch, but he didn’t seem to have an erection. “What’s wrong? Aren’t you turned on?,” I asked. Jimmy looked embarrassed and flustered. “Shit, yeah. I’m really turned on,” he said. “Well, why don’t you have a hard-on?” I asked. Jimmy sighed and started unzipping his pants. “I wanted to tell you this before, Eric, but I didn’t want to scare you,” said, stepping out of his jeans. Jimmy stood in front of me and pulled his white underpants down. It was the biggest shock of my life! Instead of a penis, Jimmy had this little stump, about a half inch long, above his balls. “Holy shit!” I yelled. “What the hell happened to you?” “It’s a complicated story, Eric,” he said, sitting down on the bed. Then he told me this amazing story. A year ago, he met a boyfriend named Mark, who had no cock – just a little stump. Mark was part of a group of young gay guys who had penectomies – they had their penises surgically removed. Voluntarily. My mouth dropped open as Jimmy told me the story. After going out for a few months, Jimmy decided he wanted his dick cut off too. So he got a penectomy. But Mark and him broke up not long after that. “Fuck! Why did you get your cock cut off? Aren’t you sorry now?”, I asked him. “Well, I think deep down I always wanted to lose my dick. And no, I’m not sorry I did it,” he answered. “But can you still have sex?” I asked. Jimmy smiled and peeled off his shirt. “Sure. Just watch me!” he said. In a flash, we were both naked, rolling around the bed. He showed me how to please him by sucking his nipples and licking his little stump. Then he got a jar of lube and had me stick my finger up his ass. “Oh yeah, that’s great,” he groaned. I sucked his balls and licked his stump, while working my finger in and out of his ass. Then he came! “Oh fuck!” Jimmy yelled, as a wad of cum shot out of his little hole, hitting me in on the cheek. I was amazed – I figured there was no way to cum without a penis. Jimmy was all lubed up, so I lifted his legs onto my shoulder and fucked him. By this time I was so turned on that I came in less than a minute. I collapsed on top of him, and we hugged each other. “So, it doesn’t bother you that I don’t have a cock?” he asked, as we lay together in his sheets. “Shit, no. I think it’s really hot,” I responded. I reached over and rubbed my finger over the tip of his stub, touching the few drops of cum that still clung to what was left of his dick. I was really surprised at how much the whole idea turned me on. From that point on, Jimmy and me had great sex together. I loved watching him cum, the white jizz spurting out of his little hole. It was really hot to watch. Jimmy had a strap-on cock that he used to fuck me, so we took turns pounding each other’s ass. About a month later, I was asking him about this group of dickless guys he had mentioned. “We still get together once in awhile,” he said. “Would you like to meet the other boys?” The idea was incredibly hot – seeing a room full of guys without cocks would make me horny as hell. “Shit, yeah!” I said, and Jimmy smiled. “Okay, I’ll make some calls and we’ll do it!” he grinned. A week later, Jimmy and I drove to this guy John’s house. His parents were on a vacation, so he had the place to himself. When John answered the door, I was impressed – he was a good looking blond guy. “Hey Jimmy! Come on in!,” he said. Loud music blasted from the stereo. About eight other guys were standing around the living room, all about my age or a little older. They greeted Jimmy with smiles and hugs. One of them was Mark, his ex-boyfriend. Pretty soon, joints were passed around and everyone was getting stoned. The sexual energy in the room was really strong, and I knew it wouldn’t be long before something happened. John was the first one to start stripping, pulling off his t-shirt and unzipping his pants. When he yanked down his underpants, I could see a big pair of floppy balls – and a little stump. Soon, all the boys were taking off their clothes, and I was looking at a room full of beautiful young guys – and not one cock in the room, except for mine. That was the most exciting night of my life. I had sex with practically every guy there. The hottest moment came when I watched Jimmy fuck John from behind with his strap-on cock, while another boy licked John’s stump. When cum shot out of John’s stump, I came too, my hand pumping my cock. “That was so amazing!” I raved to Jimmy as he drove me home. “You know, I kinda felt out of place there cause I still had my cock,” I said. Jimmy smiled. “Jealous?”, he asked. I didn’t answer right away, because he was right - I was a little jealous. “I know exactly how you feel, Eric,” he said, pulling into the driveway of my house. “I felt jealous too, when I used to be around Mark. He looked so great without a cock, and after awhile I started hating my dick.” My heart began pounding as I listened to Jimmy talk. An idea was starting to form in my mind. That night, I had a lot of trouble sleeping. I kept picturing the scene in John’s house, and how incredibly hot all those boys looked without their cocks. I jerked off, and after cumming I looked down at my dick. I began imagining how I’d look without a cock, and the thought began to give me another erection. Jimmy noticed I seemed a little quiet the next couple times we met for sex. “What’s the matter, Eric?” he asked, driving me home. “I dunno,” I said. “Ever since we had that awesome scene at John’s house, I’ve been thinking.” Jimmy didn’t say anything for a long time. “Are you thinking about getting a penectomy, Eric?” he finally said. “Yeah, maybe,” I answered. “You look so fucking hot without a cock, Jimmy, and so did all those other guys. And you still have such great sex. But I’m scared, too. This is a big step.” Jimmy put his arms around me. “Yeah, it’s a really big step, Eric. But you’d be so glad you did it. I wouldn’t take my cock back if I could.” I was really torn. Deep down I wanted to be just like Jimmy and the other boys. The idea of losing my cock really turned me on. But it also scared the shit out of me. This wasn’t some fantasy, it was real! I couldn’t change my mind after it was done to me, either. Once they cut it off, it was gone forever. “I don’t know, Jimmy. I’d like to be like you and those other guys. You all look so hot. But I don’t think I can do it,” Jimmy just smiled and said, “Okay, Eric.” A couple weeks later, Jimmy told me that his dickless friends were planning another party at John’s house, and asked me if I wanted to go. “Hell, yeah!” I answered. The first party there was the best night of sex I ever had, and I couldn’t wait to go again. That weekend, Jimmy and me showed up at John’s place around 8 o’clock. It was the same group of guys there, plus a few new ones. We all got high on weed and wine, and before you knew it, clothes were flying everywhere, including mine. What a hot scene! Beautiful young guys licking each other’s stumps, and fucking each other with strap-on cocks. Every time one of the guys spurted cum from his hole, it was a major rush for me. I played around with most of the guys, fucking a few of them but pulling out just before cumming. Finally, I was fucking John from behind when I felt my orgasm coming. “Oh, shit!” I cried, pumping my sperm into his ass. We both collapsed on the floor, exhausted. By now, everyone had cum, and we all were laying around the living room, naked and drinking wine. “Well, Eric, are you ready to join our club? Jimmy tells me you’ve been thinking about getting a penectomy,” Mark asked. “I’ve thought a lot about it, but I don’t think I can,” I answered. “I’m not like Jimmy. He started hating his cock before he decided to get it done. I think I wanna keep mine.” Suddenly, everyone got quiet. “I didn’t tell you the whole truth, Eric,” said Jimmy in a soft voice. “It didn’t exactly happen the way I told you.” I was really surprised. “What are you talking about, Jimmy?,” I said. “Jimmy didn’t hate his cock, Eric,” said Mark. “And he didn’t decide to get it done. The rest of us decided that.” I was stunned. “What the fuck do you mean?” I yelled. “It’s the rule of the club, Eric,” Mark said. “You only get to play for free one time with the rest of us. Then you have to pay your dues.” My eyes were wide, and my heart was pounding wildly. I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. “It’s true, Eric,” said Jimmy. “I was just like you. I wanted to lose my cock, but I didn’t have the courage to get it done. Mark and the others made sure I went through with it, and I’m really glad they did. Just like you’ll be glad they did.” I jumped up, frantic with fear. “Stop talking like that!” I yelled. “Where are my clothes? I wanna go!” The other boys were all standing now, and a few of them were moving toward me. “Don’t make this difficult, Eric,” said Mark. I ran toward the door, but two of the guys grabbed my arms and wrestled me to the ground. Then two more sat on my legs, pinning me. I bucked wildly, but I couldn’t get free. “Fuck you!! Let me go!” I screamed. But seven or eight guys were on top of me now, holding me down, and forcing a gag into my mouth. My legs were pried far apart. Then Mark stepped forward, wearing surgical gloves and holding a steel scalpel in his hand. “You know you want this, Eric,” he said, kneeling between my legs. I strained with all my might, but I couldn’t shake off the other boys. My screams were muffled by the gag. There was nothing I could do. I looked up at Jimmy with pleading eyes, but he just said, “I know this isn’t easy, Eric. But believe me, soon you’ll be really glad this happened.” Then, Mark grasped my penis with his left hand, and put the edge of scalpel against the base of my cock. “This is really gonna hurt, Eric. I’ll try to do it quick,” Mark said. Suddenly, the worst pain I ever felt burned through my dick. I screamed into the gag as Mark sliced into the shaft. Blood was spurting onto my stomach and legs, hitting several of the naked boys who were holding me down. I strained and bucked, but I couldn’t do anything to stop Mark from slicing into my dick. Mark worked fast, cutting around the shaft with short, quick strokes. I never knew anything could hurt so bad. It only took a few minutes before he was done. I saw him standing over me, holding my severed cock in his hand. Several of the other boys cheered. Jimmy bent over and kissed me on the forehead. “It’s done, Eric. Now you’re just like me. Just like all of us.” It’s been a few months since that night, and today I know Mark and Jimmy were right – I am glad it happened. I would never have had the courage to have the penectomy done, even though I really wanted to lose my cock. I was really angry for awhile, but after my stump healed, the anger faded. Jimmy and I are very happy together. We have great sex all the time. It feels different when I shoot my cum, but I still like it a lot. We take turns licking each other’s stump, and fucking each other with the strap-on. And best of all are the regular sex parties with the other guys from the No Cock Club. And I don’t miss my cock at all. After all, I can visit it whenever I go to John’s house. It’s sitting in a jar on a shelf in the closet of his bedroom. There are 12 jars in there, and John tells me we’re gonna add another one real soon. A cute boy named Steve is coming over tomorrow night , and it’s his second time with us.