A high school discipline problem solved

The president of the school board said the idea had merit, but wouldn’t be practical for the a number of reason. First would be getting parental approval to castrate their sons, then the expense of the surgery. Mrs. Simpson, a biology teacher, said she had read of a breakthrough surgical technique where an injection rendered the tissue rubbery after a chemical caused the blood and tissue to congeal. An organ could be removed in minutes and as the injection wore off, the affected area quickly healed. Simpson said a simple injection by the school nurse would allow testicles or even a penis to be easily chopped off right at the school and the student returned to calls, almost as easy as a paddling. She said the parents may buy into the disciplinary measure if they had their male offspring make sperm donations that could be used to start families later in life.

A presentation was prepared for the parent association and the school board was amazed at the positive acceptance of the drastic measure. In fact the parents concluded that castrating some young men may not have the desired affect if they learned that hormone shots may still make them virile and able to obtain erections. The parents said they would approve the measure only if the school performed complete nullifications - removal of the penis, scrotum and testicles. It was agreed that the school would implement the system the next school year, giving families the opportunity to have their sons make sperm donations over the summer. Almost as an afterthought, the school nurse asked what she should do with the severed organs. The school board president said he had already given the matter some thought. He proposed that the nurse only administer the injection and that the assistant principal of each school actually do the honors. Since the severed parts would be preserved in a rubberized state, the president also proposed they be displayed in a prominent location at the school as a warning.

By the time we reported to school the next fall, the word was out and we guys really didn’t know what to expect. We also had a new assistant principal, Ms. Jenkins. We really didn’t take the threat too seriously, I mean you get into trouble at school, get sent to the office, and come back 30 minutes later with your cock cut off? It all sounded so ridiculous. Then during third period of the first day of class, Ty Barnes, the biggest bully and class disputer in the whole school told Miss Jones, our algebra teacher to get fucked. Miss Jones locked focus with Ty and told him to report to the office. We all snickered and Ty Barnes left the room with a smirk on his face. About 45 minutes later Barnes walked back into class. He look ghost white and meekly went to his seat and sat down. He sat there the rest of the period just staring blankly down at his desk top. We were all waiting for him to say something smart ass to Miss Jones or tell the rest of us what a wimp paddler the new assistant principal was. In stead, he just silently got up when the bell rang and walked out of class.

That after noon the word started going around campus that Ty Barnes had had his cock and balls chopped off by the new assistant principal and that they were hanging in the trophy case outside her office. After school, I had to stay for cross country practice, so I walked by the trophy case to see if the rumor was true. I felt my heart almost stop at the sight I beheld. Not only was the thick uncut cock of Ty Barnes hanging in the case, but also three other cocks. Two were from black guys and one was white. One of the black cocks had part of its pink cock head exposed, pointing about half and inch from its thick dark foreskin. The other white cock was an average sized circumcised cock with a tightly drawn up set of balls. It took my breath away when I saw the name on the typed card below it, “Chad Greene,” my best friend and cross country teammate. I ran down to gym and found Chad sitting in the dressing room.

He looked up at me with the saddest expression I think I’ve ever seen. “Jay, I’m a eunuch,” he said in a flat expressionless tone. “She cut my dick and balls off. I mean it was all so matter of fact. “Mr Greene, Please place your parts on the machine” she said, then before I had to say anything, he lopped them off.”

“Oh shit,” I said. “I don’t know what to say, I mean shit. This si terrible. Are you okay, does it hurt or anything?”

“No, the shot hurt a little, but everything was numb,” Chad replied. “There wasn’t even any blood. I had sort of a red patch where it had been cut off, but now the feeling is back and it’s the color of my skin again. Look,” he said as he unbuckled his belt and slid down his jeans and underwear. He looked like a girl, just a thick triangle of black pubic hair. He took his hand and smoothed back the thick bush to reveal and smooth patch of skin with a small pee hole. As the months of the new school year progressed along, Chad would look less strange as the number of cock less guys in the gym showers seemed to increase each day. By the Christmas break, there were more than 150 severed cocks lining the walls outside Ms Jenkins’ office. Everyday I got home, I masturbated with a purpose knowing that any day I could fall victim to the cock guillotine in the assistant principal’s office.

Then one day in March, Jill Taylor passed me a note in biology class. It read, ‘Jay, I think you’re the only guy in this class left with a cock and I’m horny as hell - Jill.’ I scribbled a quick reply, ‘Still got it and it’s raring to go - Jay.’ The next note said, ‘No class meets here next period period, let’s do it in the storage room.’ I looked back and gave her a quick nod. After the bell rang, we hung back until everyone, including Mrs Simpson had left. We quickly went back to biology lab storage room, closed the door behind us and started to passionately kiss, out tongues deeply exploring each others hot mouths. I was so hard and fumbled with my zippered until my stiff erection burst free. Jill quickly had her panties around her ankles and after popping her bare ass unto the top of a long black topped counter, I quickly entered her and started to thrust as hard as I could.. Just as I came, I heard the loud shrill voice of Mrs Simpson, “What in god’s name is going on here?”

I quickly tucked my cock back in my jeans and zipped up. “We were just fooling around,” I said.

“Well I certainly hoped you enjoyed it because that’s the last sex you’ll ever experience mister,” she replied coldly. “Come on, both of you follow me.”

Jill and I sat for nearly 30 minutes outside Ms Jenkins office before she called us inside. “So, Mrs Simpson tells me you two were having sex in the storage room, I hope it was worth the price you’re going to pay Jay Clark.”

At this point Jill blurted, “Please Ms Jenkins, don’t chop his, his thing off. It was all my fault, I talked him into meeting me.”

“I’m sure you did dear,” said Jenkins with a coy smile. “And I wasn’t going to emasculate him either.”

Jill gave and audible sigh or relief and I thought I’d heard a governors reprieve. Then Ms Jenkins said slyly, “I’m not going to chop his manhood off because you are Miss Taylor, and I hope it makes you think twice. Now, if you’ll get undressed Mr Clark, the nurse will be right in.”

I felt lifeless as I started to get undressed. Many guys had made light of their situations and many now made jokes about losing their cocks, but I was completely devastated. I was soon nude, my cock small and drawn up, I’m sure as a defensive measure against what it knew was about to happen. The nurse insert a small syringe needle near the base of my cock and soon I felt myself going numb in my crotch.

“Okay, that should do it, please kneel behind the guillotine Jay and we’ll get this over with,” said Ms Jenkins.

I place my cock and balls through the hole in the vertical stainless steel plate beween the two uprights. Ms Jenkins pulled a belt around my backside and cinched it tight and secured the velcro ends, locking my pelvis area up snug to the guillotine. I could just look over the top of the blade and look at my cock, soon to severed from my body and placed on display for all my classmates to ogle at during breaks.

“Alright now, Miss Taylor, if you’ll come forward now and just pull this string and get this over with,” said Jenkins.

Jill came over and knelt next to the machine, tears were streaming down her checks. “Oh Jay, don’t hate me for this,” sobbed Jill as she reached down and gentle held my cock. “You have the most wonderful cock, I’ll always remember how good you felt inside me today.” I was numb and could feel her touch, but her words stirred and excited me mentally and as she spoke, I quickly became erect. Jill leaned over and gentled kissed the swollen head of my cock, then pulled the string. It caught me off guard, I heard the blade hit home, then saw my cock it on its head in the small basket, then toppled balls end first onto the carpet.

“Thank you Miss Tayloer, you may return to class now,” said Ms Jenkins. “And I hope you’ve learned a lesson from this.”

Jill stood up, said, “Yes, ma’am,” and departed.

I was stilled strapped to the guillotine. Ms Jenkins walked back from the door after closing and locking it as Jill left. She reached down and picked up my severed cock and balls. It looked like the pictures I’d seen in the back of men’s magazines of those dildos with the balls. My cock was still erect, its head swollen and purple, the veins protruding along its shaft and the smooth balls drawn up tightly. The assistant principal studied it carefully, turning it over slowly in her hands.

“Very nice,” she said finally. Lifting it to her nose she said, “Still smells like that little bitch in heat’s cunt too. Would you like a taste?” She walked over in front of me and pushed my cock into my mouth and worked it in and out a couple of times. Then she walked over to her desk and taking out a ruler, she measured my severed cock.

“Seven and a half inches, not bad,” she said. “I’ll bet it was an eight-incher when you could still measure it to its pubic bone, but I guess you can keep that half inch.”

She sat down on her couch and pulled up her skirt. She was wearing stocking held up by a garter belt and no panties. Her pussy was shaved smooth and she began to rub her clit with my former cock and soon was pushing it inside her like a dildo. She finally came and getting her composure back she walked over and looked me eyeball-to-eyeball. “If you breath a word about this to anyone, I’ll see that none of you three brothers get out of this school with their cocks attached,” she threatened. My younger brothers would not be threatened by my loose lips.

So, I joined the ranks of the dickless at my high school. My hard cock soon became the topic of much attention at the school. Of the now hundreds of severed cocks along the wall, mine was the only one that was hard. The next year I was a senior and captain of the varsity basketball team. Of the 15 guys on the team, against all odds in our school, I was the only guy missing his cock. Before the region playoff game, the other guys came up to me one day at practice and said as a show of teamship and solidarity, they all wanted to have their cocks cut off like mine. I told no, that I didn’t want them to do that, but they said it’d already been decided. The cheerleaders also had volunteered to let all the guys have a last night of sex before the blade fell. Ms Jenkins let the pep squad borrow her guillotine and the whole team had their erect cocks chopped off during a pep rally. When we won the state championship that year, the large team picture of us on the wall had a shelf beneath it with each of our hard cocks standing up below our feet in the picture.