Have Scalpel will travel

I ran across a number of men, who said they would cut me, but I never got an appointment and was just about ready to bag the whole idea. It had been like being a writer who kept getting reject letter after reject letter. Very frustrating.

But, just recently, I received an email from a guy, who said if I was interested to give him a call. That was it, nothing else, just a phone number. The moment of truth, did I want it or didn't I. All I had to do was place the call. To be honest, I was shocked that I'd gotten a response, which actually sounded real. It took me a couple days to call, but call I did. He described himself as being in his forties, experienced with the surgical removal and was willing to travel to my location. That way I could recover at home. He said he'd video tape the operation and the only payment required was what he removed. He told me to think about it and call him back in a couple of days with my decision. He wasn't pushy, just matter of fact.

That weekend, I called him back, told him I'd made arrangements for a two week vacation and would he be able to meet in two weeks. He said sure no problem. I gave him my address and he said he'd see me then.

Needless to say I was a wreak for the next two weeks. I jumped whenever the door bell or phone would ring. Finally, that eventual Friday evening arrived and close to 10PM the door bell rang. I opened it to find a very good looking man standing in front of me carrying a briefcase. I let him in and he introduced himself as the cutter I'd requested two weeks ago on the phone. He asked me where I kept my VCR and I said I had one in the den and another in my bedroom. He said, he had several video tapes he wanted me to watch. If I was still interested in his services, then I'd have to sign a consent form and he'd go out and get his equipment.

I made us a pot of coffee and he had me explain my reasoning for why he was here. I talked for over an hour, and he said, well, might as well get this show on the road. Let's watch the tapes together. He said, he'd bought 3 tapes, one of a castration, another of a penectomy, and the third of a total removal. It was well pass 4AM before the last tape finished. He explained in detail what he was doing throughout the tapes and answered any questions that I had as the tapes went along.

He asked me if I was still interested in being modified and I said I was. He wanted to know what I wanted and I said complete genital removal. He opened his briefcase, pulled a form out and told me to read and sign it, while he went out to get his equipment. After reading the form twice, I signed it and put it back on his briefcase.

When he returned he saw the signature, and said ok, it's time to get naked and show me where to setup my stuff. I had a small day room off the kitchen with a bath and a pull out bed. He looked it over and said it was perfect. He told me to go shower and shave my crotch smooth and clean myself out with an enema bag until the water was clear. When I returned he had the video camera setup, lights positioned and a small table setup beside a stool in front of the daybed. He a plastic sheet on the bed and told me to make myself comfortable, he was ready. Once I was seated with my legs spread, he injected nocaine all around my sac. He taped my cock to my stomach and asked if I wanted to change my mind. When I shook my head no, he picked up the scalpel and sliced open my sac. He worked at separating the sac from the nuts then tied the cords off and slice each nut putting them in a bowl setting on the small table beside him. He continued to work slicing away my cock, separating the urethra from underneath and then tying off the cock and cutting it away from my body. He re-routed the urethra and sutured the loose skin together closing the wound. He told me that he was done and positioned a minor between my legs. I couldn't believe it when I saw my crotch. Empty except for the stitches. He'd actually cut me and I'd gotten what I'd been wanting for all these years.

He had a very good bedside manner and after about 3 day, I was able to move around a little. By the end of the week, I was on the mend and showed no signs of infection. He was pleased that I was healing so well, and told me that within a couple more weeks, I couldn't see any discoloration.

It was painful peeing that first week, but by the time he left, I was almost back to normal.

The last night he was with me, he showed me the tape of my operation and the jar with my genitals floating around inside, each satisfied with the results.