The Shearers Delight

By: Littledick.

I was a randy little bugger throughout my early teenage years and high school was a time of enjoying my mates and being used at every opportunity. I had been caught several times pulling myself off or with someone else humping my butt. However I hated high school and was looking forward to being old enough to leave and get a job on a farm somewhere, that’s what my dream was. It had been a dream ever since I can remember to be a farm boy.

The foster home I was in was kinda alright as I had been in a few by now and this lot Ben and Evelyn were the first that didn’t abuse me or force me to work for my keep but these two encouraged me in every way. They had said they would support me in what ever I wanted to do once I left school an encouraged me to follow my dreams. I found a job notice in the General Store window even though it wasn’t a new note, it was there. “Boy wanted to help in shearing gang”, general hand. Travel around the country side with gang for months at a time. No previous experience necessary. Call Tyrone and his number ***.

I wrote down the phone number and gave him a call. A guy answered and sounded rather nice over the phone. He asked me all manner of questions, I thought he would never stop and at the end of it he said he would like to meet me. He told me that he would be back through town in a few weeks and would call me and meet both my guardians and I.

Those few weeks seem to drag out, but school still had a couple of months to go before it finished. It would still be six weeks before my eighteenth birthday once I was free to started work. The few weeks came and went and no word, I tried to ring again but no one answered the phone. I was beginning to get a little disappointed as there was no other work offering in the district other than in foundry type place. I wanted to be out and about as it were in the clean country air.

Saturday rolled around again and it was late in the afternoon when my foster mum called out that there was a Tyrone to see me. My heart skipped a beat, I was only dressed in a blue nylon Singlet that clung to my body and a pair of well fitting board shorts that both showed my bubble butt and nice package around front. I was proud of my six and half inch cock that fell over my rather large plump lemon sized balls in their hairless floppy bag. My natural light blond hair shone and my electric blue eyes sparkled with electricity and excitement.

I entered the front room of the house and there was this gorgeous, rugged looking man who would have been over six foot three inches tall, slim athletic looking with muscles on muscles with a huge package bulging out the front of his shearing jeans. He looked like he was in his mid twenties; he seemed to dwarf me being only five foot four inches tall as he reached out his hand to shake mine. All I can say was there was an instant connection between us as our eyes locked together for some time.

We sat and talked about the job he was offering, I was hooked by him alone. I struggled not to allow my cock to swell or show that it was and give my sexual preference away but I am sure he noticed my cock moving in my shorts as my cock became semi rigid and the shorts begin to tent a little. It was my foster father who asked all the important questions, like pay and all the other things. Tyrone asked my age again as I looked so young and very boyish. I showed him my birth certificate and he was happy. He asked if I had any school reports and I responded yes they are in my room.

My foster mum said why you don’t take Tyrone up to your room and show him your reports and your school projects you have up there. So I lead the way up the stairs, I am sure he was licking his lips as he watched my butt as we went up. He was impressed with what he saw, he moved passed me to get a closer look at one of my school projects and I am sure my cock stiffened as it rubbed the back of his butt as he passed by. As he came back passed me again but this time cock to cock, his hand touched my front and my cock responded and if anything I extenuated it some as I thrust myself slightly forward rather than away, he would have felt my semi hard cock behind the material of my shorts. He responded by a smile but didn’t say anything, he would have also seen some of my art work on the walls that was of a gay nature and one of them had the gay pride rainbow flag in it.

After that we went down stairs again and he said in front of my parents that I had the job and could start after Christmas. We made arrangements for him to pick me up two days after Christmas, with that Tyrone left; I went up stairs and had a good old wank. I must have shot a bucket of cum as it felt like it was never going to stop in my exhilaration of what just happened.

The next few months passed slowly but I was able to say my good byes to my school mates who were also moving on to the city and get myself ready for the new job. My foster parents of two years the longest I ever had bought me some shearing jeans and work boots for Christmas. They also wanted to keep in touch and if things didn’t work out to come back as they didn’t want me to think I had no where to go or people to support me.

It was early in the morning when Tyrone rang the bell on the day to pick me up. My parents helped me put my few positions in the back of his car and it wasn’t long before we were off. Tyrone told my folks we had a two day drive to catch up with the rest of his shearing team. I was excited as the car pulled away, as I headed to my first job and independence.

We talked about all manner of things, but the subject of sex did not come up at this point. We stopped for lunch at a servo before continuing the trip. It was mid-after noon and I had fallen asleep sprawled out in the passenger front seat dressed only in shorts and no top by this stage. I woke when I felt a hand on my right leg. My cock stood at full attention at the same time which I could not hid in the flimsy semi loose material of my shorts. It wasn’t long before my dick stood at full attention tenting within my shorts which also began to develop a growing wet spot.

Tyrone had a huge smile on his face as he saw what was happening before him between my legs. You like that don’t you boy? I looked at him straight in the eyes and said, yes love it! There was no point in denying it. Tyrone simply smiled, before saying fantastic; I thought I got the right vibes from you the day we meet and I interviewed you. He then went on to say that I was all his before returning his full attention to the road ahead as we ducked and weaved through some hilly country side. With me pondering what he had exactly in his mind for me, but deeply knowing I would accept and love it anyway, as I loved being a bottom in sex. This is the part I accepted as mine at school as well. I always allowed others to screw me rather than we doing them.

I must have fallen asleep again as I woke when Tyrone’s hand when up the leg of my loose shorts and fondled with my package. We had pulled up under the shade of some large trees in the middle of no where. He was rolling my balls between his fingers as he commented, I love your large marbles in there floppy soft and loose hairless bag boy. My four inch slack cock started to stand to attention and grow to its full six and a half inches fully erect. He squeezed and softly pummelled my balls and watched my reaction. When he saw that I didn’t pull back from him or try to protect my nuts he started to increase the intensity with both hands. I let out a groan with out moving my hands to protect my balls when all of a sudden my cock spewed fourth shooting wad after wad of my boy juice all over his hands, my balls and the insides of my shorts. I thought I was never going to stop shooting as bountiful amount of boy cum flew everywhere.

Tyrone pulled his drenched hand from my rather wet shorts. He tasted my cum that was dripping from his hand, before telling me to lick both his hands clean. When I had finished licking my own cum from his hands he pounded a clenched fist twice into my unprotected balls. I sat there and let him do it, to my surprise I fired another load of hot boy cum into my shorts and crotch already drenched from before.

He then pulled his monster cock out that swelled to some eleven inches or so very quickly and ordered me to suck it and not spill a drop. As I sucked him I began to fondle his rather huge balls. Before I knew it I was drowning in hot spunk as I tried to gulp it down without spilling a drop. He tasted so good and I didn’t want to loose a drop of his nectar.

Once we had both recovered from our sexual romp we got going once more. I had no idea how far we had come and just how much further we had to go to reach our destination. As evening came Tyrone wanted to get off the road at the kangaroos where a real problem on the roads out in the middle of Western Australia. We found a roadhouse and refuelled the car and got something to eat and a room for the night in a motel. The room was nothing special but it had air conditioning and a television.

No sooner inside the room Tyrone was pulling my runners off followed by my spunk smelling and stained shorts off me which he threw across the room. He tossed me no the bed whilst he almost tore his own cloths off. He told me to get my legs up as he got me into position to go riding for the night. He looked deep into my electric blue eyes as his monstrous cock stiffened. I had never taken an eleven inch thick cock up my ass before. Six inches was the biggest I had ever taken and Tyrone’s rod would have been four or five times thicker than I had ever experienced as well. However I was determined that I was going to take him come what may, even if my arse tore open. I didn’t want to disappoint him in any way.

As he greased his cock and stuck the tip at my puckered hole I hoped I could satisfy Tyrone. I think he knew what I was thinking as he started to push his rock had rod into me. I tried to relax my sphincter muscles as best as I could. Just as he started to enter me I could feel the pain increase as he began to open me up. As he continued pushing at my hole it started to open to the point it never been before. I thought my butt was going to tear open at any moment. Tyrone smiled as he continued to watch my face; he could see I was putting on a gallant effort to accommodate him and all his desires.

The pain got to the point I thought I was going to loose it. I could feel him starting to make some head way with his cock. The pain commenced to give way a little once his shaft was in but I realised he still had another ten more inches to plunge into me. Tyrone kept up just slowly forcing his monster into me as if we were becoming one. His sweat started dripping off his forehead onto my balls. I swear I could feel my tonsils were being attacked from with in as I realised his balls were slapping my butt.

Next Tyrone’s hips were against my butt and the both of us smiled at each other. He rested for a moment before he began to pull eight or nine inched of his hard rod out of me before he slowly thrust it back in. Pain gave way to shear delight in me as I settled into the rhythm of his pumping cock with my more than stretched butt. The expression on Tyrone’s face showed he too was in raptures as he continued his humping of my boy pussy. My crotch was awash in both our perspiration and Tyrone’s rhythm increased. He was fighting his urges to cum, but as he did he began to throw his clenched fists into my defenceless nuts gathered between my legs. My cock was pointing straight up towards my face. When he let out a huge grunt the intensity of his fists increased and before long we were both grunting in unison. With one huge slam of his hip I am sure once again my tonsils were hit by the head of his cock.

Before I knew it, he was firing his cock like ceremonial canons within me. At the same time I exploded as wad after wad of cum splattered up my chest and face. I could still feel Tyrone shooting his cock deep within me as he collapsed over spunk soaked chest. All he said was that I was one hot fuck boy before he kissed me deeply. We lay together for some time and I could feel his cock softening within me before he pulled out. But I was convinced my butt was still wide open even when he had been out of me for a few minutes.

Once Tyrone rolled off me the two of us lay there together for some time. I must have dozed off because the next thing I knew was Tyrone was lifting my legs again to mount me once more. He didn’t seem to need to force so much this time to penetrate me and the pain was no where near as extreme as it was before. As he got in to it I started to play with my cock and got slapped across the face and told to leave it alone, that I was not to touch myself.

Sorry was my only reply and Tyrone just smiled as he went about his business. As he got into it he picked up my left ball and slowly commenced squeezing it between his fingers with both hands. As he could fell himself getting closed to climaxing he increased the pressure on my left nut. It got to the stage I thought I was going to burst and the pain was something else, but I wasn’t going to give into the pain he was causing me but to learn to appreciate and run with it.

With a huge thrust Tyrone blast within me again and at the same time squeezed my left ball where I thought it had been ruined but all that happened was I shoot my wad again. My nut was sore and swollen and ached like I had never felt before. It hurt as it rolled around in its sack by itself. As Tyrone continued to fondle my nuts each time he touched the left one a shoot of pain blasted off within my groin and I am sure my cock spewed a bit more boy juice out onto the mess that was all over me.

Tyrone started scooping the goo from my chest and crotch and forced me to swallow it. Then he grabbed my by the balls again, my left nut protested in pain and he dragged me around the room and eventually into the shower where he washed me off and slapped my hands if they got anywhere near my cock and balls. He then got me to wash him off. He lifted my small body compared to his and tossed me onto the bed where he joined me and we both fell asleep in each others arms felling totally spent.

It was early morning when Tyrone repositioned me to give me another good fucking. This time he took hold of the right nut and tortured it as he screwed me. My left nut was still somewhat tender from its assault from the time before. This time he started increasing the pressure on my nut well before he neared his climax. As he reached his climax he began slamming his clenched fists into both my balls and continued hitting my nuts with each shoot he pushed deep into my guts. As I to shoot he pounded both balls again. One of his hands came up and pushed me back on the bed. I was pinned with his cock well and truly imbedded up my butt and his hand around my throat as he kept up slamming his other fist into my balls long after we had both finished shooting. My cock kept trying to push more and more boy cream out and I was sure I was dry but Tyrone wasn’t convinced. It wasn’t long when it felt like I was shooting again and he kept up with pounding my balls it till he was sure I was dry shooting.

He pulled out and my ass felt like it had been torn open to twice the girth of his massive cock. My balls we on fire and my groin and guts still felt like he was pounding away at my nuts. Tyrone just hugged me and I was sure my balls were the size of basket balls and damaged beyond repair. I was not allowed to touch them as Tyrone wanted to screw me one more time before we got up and headed out on the road again.

As hew screwed me for the fourth time over night my nuts just hurt lying there, but I loved the feeling and I wanted to satisfy all Tyrone’s needs what ever they were. He seemed gentler this time. My guts ached regardless and he could tell I was hurting for him and he appreciated it. He had to work a lot harder himself this time to reach his own climax and as he did he grabbed both my nuts and cock and pumped them together. The pain in my balls and groin was immense but he kept it up and I am sure we came together, but all I shoot was a miserable dribble and he knew he had almost drained me dry. He let my balls go and kept pumping my cock for some time. He said you better shoot boy or I will pound your balls into mush. As he kept pumping away I was not sure I was able to shoot but the first fist into the balls convinced them to spew out some watery fluid but again Tyrone kept pumping away. He hit my nuts again as they started to pull up and my cock convulsed but nothing came out. Good he said I have finally dried my boy out that should keep you satisfied for the day and your hands away from your package that I own.

We got up and showered again and as we got out of the shower Tyrone produced a large dildo which he greased before he pushed it up my arse and said get used to it boy. I want you to absorb all of my seed that is in you and it is a reminder that you butt is mine and mine alone boy. It felt weird as I moved with the dildo up my rear and my balls ached as they swung between my legs as they were swollen to the size of grapefruits. He handed me my spunk stained shorts and said wear these with pride boy. My shorts sure bulged with my swollen balls taking up so much room.

After we had something to eat we were on the road again and it didn’t take me long to doze off feeling somewhat satisfied with my lot in life as well as exhaustion from all the activity. I was suddenly awakened when Tyrone swung his left hand into my more that sore nuts. He wanted me to suck him off as we drove along, so I complied and it wasn’t long before I was swallowing for all I was worth. I felt the car swerve slightly as he reached his climax but nothing was said until I had cleaned him up and come up for breath.

The only thing we stopped for was petrol and a bite to eat as Tyrone wanted to make it all the way through to where we were going to be working for several weeks. It was mid afternoon when we drove through a small town then nothing for three hours when we turned off the road and headed down a rather dusty bumpy track and then another half hour or so before we came across some buildings. As we arrived the land holder came out to great us. Tyrone introduced me to Jack and his wife Mary as his new helper and that the rest of the team would be here tomorrow.

Jack said well you know the way to the shearing sheds which was about a kilometre from the house and we will see you for tea in an hour. Our accommodation was just opposite the shearing sheds and Tyrone and I settled into the Boss’ Room that had a large bed in it. The others all had single beds with three or four to a room. We had tea with Jack and Mary before Jack came down to the shearing sheds with us. I sensed that Jack knew that Tyrone and I made up some sort of item but I had no idea what was in store for me. I also sensed I wouldn’t have long to wait to find out either.

I was lead into the shearing sheds and Tyrone pulled my singlet off and removed my shorts and told me to get my sneakers off. Jack came in with some ropes and it wasn’t long before I was spread eagled between two posts. Jack commented, you have a good specimen of a boy in this one Tyrone! Yeah and he loves getting his balls knocked around as you can tell they are rather swollen after last nights affair. He also had that butt plug in all day like a good little boy, so we had better clean him out before we start the treatment. I had no idea what this treatment was going to be and there was absolutely nothing I could do about it. But then deep within I wanted it regardless and I couldn’t wait for it either.

The dildo was removed and another put in its place, then all of a sudden I felt fluid entering my butt. The solution seemed to never end and after some time my guts got tighter and tighter. With out warning the hose connected to the dildo was pulled out and it felt like everything in me came rushing out including all my inner organs. It felt good to fell somewhat normal but that wasn’t to last as I was filled again. This time they made me hold it for quite a length of time before it was released. Once more the splattering sound of the rush of fluid out of me sounded like my guts had been turned inside out and lay on the floor under me.

I didn’t take long to dry in the warm night air that flowed across my body. Once I was dry the clippers came out and I was given a number three buzz-cut, my beautiful blond hair lay on the ground about my feet. My under arms were also done along with the small pubic bush I had. The hair on the floor was gathered and put into a plastic bag and I was told I could keep it as a memento of tonight.

Next some cold gooey past was smeared over my entire body, neck to toes, copious amounts were pushed between my butt crack, and not one part of my torso was missed. Then very carefully my hair line was done and my neck, followed by my face right level with my ear-line on my sideburns. My whole body started to itch and warm up and it got quiet uncomfortable but I made no noise to indicate how bad it was. Jack commented he handles this entirely well, you have a good one hear mate!

Yes I am proud of my boy! I had no idea what they were doing to me. Before I knew it I was told I was not to touch myself in any way as they began to untie me making sure that my skin was covered were the ropes had been was well covered. Some of the goo had soaked through the ropes but more goo was put on these areas. I was made to get into a bath of another fluid and told to wash my body but not my head and face. Once I had been in this solution for fifteen minutes I had to pull the plug. Jack then told me to close my eyes and something was poured over my head and face.

Before I knew what was happening cold water was being squirted over my head. Then I was told to stand up as they rinsed the rest of my body in the cold water. I immediately noticed that the few hairs on my legs were gone along with what had been left of my pubic hair after the clippers were used on them. A second lot of cream was applied over my face and neck followed by the rest of my body. Tyrone said he would kick my balls with his safety boots on if I tried to touch any area of my body. So I stood there like a naughty little boy for all to see.

I didn’t know what to do when Jack’s Mary walked in, but I dare not touch myself, so I stood there feeling rather stupid. Then Mary commented to both men looks like you have a good little boy there! Tyrone said he is just so good, never complains, he’s going to make a good sex slave and partner it think. After an hour I was washed again and some baby oil was poured over me to finish the process off. Jack and Mary left saying we will do him again in the morning to complete the job, good night boys.

Not wanting to disappoint Tyrone I didn’t even ask what they had done and were going to do with me. That night Tyrone removed the butt plug and screwed me twice but did not pound my balls so I didn’t get to cum. Early in the morning before breakfast Jack came down to help Tyrone redo me but this time with a different stuff to the night before. This time I simply stood with my arms up and legs spread as they covered me with this new goo.

I could feel my skin getting hot but not itchy. Jack pushed a thermometer up my arse and said, yes his temperature is up and we need to wait till it goes down. A half an hour later the thermometer was reinserted and my temperature was down again. I was hosed down and recoated in the stuff but this time I got more than itchy and my skin went red. Tyrone picked up a cricket bat and said touch yourself and your nuts get this. He didn’t have to tell me twice.

Some forty five minutes passed before the redness started to leave my skin and an hour before it had completely gone. The guys put on latex gloves and covered me in cream again and massaged the stuff in so my skin adsorbed it. They left nothing untouched with the gear even doing my neck and face. They left me naked and I stood in the back of the Ute and driven up to the house for breakfast. I had to sit on a stool with a small towel under my butt. There was no point in felling embarrassed as Mary had all ready seen everything that I had to offer and she knew what they were doing to me anyhow.

After breakfast I was given a warm shower and given a small pair of shorts to wear. The rest of the morning was spent getting ready for the rest of the team to arrive. It was during this time Tyrone told me that I would never be able to grow body hair of any sort ever again. This included facial hair. With my hairline and neck done all Tyrone had to do was cut my hair to the length he wanted. I have to admit that I now looked even younger than before; I would always find it hard with out Tyrone around to vouch for me to get into a pub for an adult for many years to come. I have to admit that I like the idea as well as the smooth soft feel of my soft ball sack rubbing against my smooth legs as I moved around felt really good.

Once the entire shearing team had arrived I was introduced as Tyrone’s boy Mark. There were twelve other guys in the team. Five shearers, one wool classer besides Tyrone, two guys who worked the wool bailers, two shed hands a cook and kitchen hand and me. So there were fourteen of us in total. My job would be sweeping up on the shearing deck around the shearers as they worked. I would still be sleeping with Tyrone and that would never change.

The following morning the real work would start in earnest. There were some twenty two thousand sheep to be shorn on this property. The days were long and hot. The sex was great but I hadn’t shoot my load for several days and my cock was semi hard all the time and all I wanted to do was have a good old wank to relieve it. We had just finished for the day and were starting to clean up for the evening meal when I slipped out the back and dropped my pants and began beating off. I was more than well into it when one of the guys caught me.

Tyrone came running out and he was furious with me. He grabbed me by the balls and dragged me back to our room, I thought he was going to pound my balls but he wasn’t going to give me the satisfaction of a climax. He stripped me off and took me to the showers and once dry he unceremoniously shoved the butt plug up my arse with one hard push. Then he dressed me in a new pair of tight fitting shearing pants and padlocked the waist band closed and then a smaller padlock was placed through the top of the zipper once up and locked it to the waist band lock. He said I would either have to piss my pants or get him to supervise me every time I wanted to take a leak.

Jack came down after the meal and Tyrone and I went off with him. He took us into another building which was a barn with a veterinary surgery area. I was unlocked and told to strip and get up on the table with my legs hanging over the end of the table and laying on my back. I couldn’t see what they were doing between my legs but they had strapped my legs to the legs of the table. A large strap was put around my chest and my arms tied pulled up to the far end of the table. All I could feel was them rub something cold on my cock.

Something was pushed down the eye of my cock into the urethra. Then Tyrone came up and simply said trust me boy and placed a hood over my head so I couldn’t see anything. My cock was laded back on my pubic area come stomach on something solid under it that had been placed there. Suddenly there was a load thud and I felt a sharp cutting sensation on the underside of my cock. The pain was short and sharp followed by more cold stuff poured over the head of my cock. I then felt something thick being pushed into my cock and out the head of it. I couldn’t work out what they were doing to me but I knew it was Tyrone holding my cock by his unique touch. Jack was doing something with what ever had been pushed into my cock. A whirring sound began followed by and increase in the volume of the sound. The sound stopped and not long after I felt a weight tugging on my cock head.

Tyrone commented love it followed by more cold stuff poured onto my nipples. I wasn’t prepared when something sharp was pushed through my left nipple impaling it. In no time the same thing happened to the right nipple, then there was a lot of tugging on the right nipple and then the left as something else was pushed through them. Then the hood was pulled off and the straps holding me were released. It was then that I saw the eight gauge silver encapsulated rings with a larger silver ball in each horizontally through each of my nipples as they hung there. But I wasn’t prepared mentally to see a large four inched in diameter “000” gauge thick ring through the head of my cock. A twenty five millimetre diameter ball encapsulated the two ends of the ring and rattled as I moved. I was like a cat with bells on its collar to warn the birds that the cat was coming. Now everyone would hear the rattle if I played with myself or when I was walking around. You could tell the difference between the intensity of the rattle between walking and when I was having a wank.

I was also surprised that there was little blood anywhere. Some brown solution was washed over each of the three wound sites and I was made to walk back to the bunk house for all to see and hear my rattle. The guys all let out load cheers as I entered the room with my cock ring clanking away. One of the guys said you will be heard for miles next time you try having a wank now boy. Tyrone said yeah and he will never get that boy dicky of his into anything again. No butt or mouth will take that ring as boys only piss out of their dickies. The cock ring stung every now and then as it moved and the weight took some getting used too, especially during the healing period.

In bed that night Tyrone put more antiseptic on each of the sights and fucked my butt a couple of times. He said that he wasn’t going to allow me to cum for some time as the wound had to heal and that would take a few weeks. Next morning each of the rings and wound sites were cleaned. I was dressed in my tight jeans with my cock pointing upwards and the ring was held up by the padlock securing the waist band and zipper lock. I groaned a couple of times through the day as my cock pulled on the ring when I moved awkwardly. Tyrone poured some antiseptic over each site several time during the day to ensure they didn’t get infected.

A couple of days later I was taken over to the vet clinic again, but this time I was tied into a chair with no explanation given. My head was secured to a “U” shaped bracket in the back of the chair. I would be pierced five times tonight. Both eyebrows were pierced with a ring put in each. An eight gauge ring through the septum of the noise and an eight gauge through the tongue. A barbell would be pierced through the bridge of the noise by my eyebrows.

Nothing else was done whilst we were here for this trip. We finished the shed and had to move on to the next property. Six months had passed when we had a bit of a break for two weeks. It was during this time Tyrone asked if I was happy with everything? I replied, yes! He then asked if I would consider committing myself to being his partner and slave for life and would I allow him to do anything in body modifications to me. I didn’t need to think twice as I was now over eighteen and answered, yes! He hugged me tightly for some time. He said he would announce it to the rest of the gang when we all got together for the next shed.

To celebrate he took me to a piercing shop that he knew and had my noise ring replace with a five millimetre thick ring that was be permanently cold welded closed, the bottom of the ring sat on top of my lip about fifteen millimetres below the bottom of my noise. My nipple rings were also replaced with eight gauge rings. Tyrone also selected two rings and we both wore them on the left hand ring finger. Both rings were the same in design to symbolise our commitment together.

We went back to our motel room and I was screwed several times and each time Tyrone shoot he would pound my balls till I had cum. When we got back to the others Tyrone announced our commitment to the cheers of the guys. It was Aaron one of the shearers that was most pleased and I was about to find out why and what a couple of his hobbies were starting that night.

In the shed we were in at present there wasn’t much contact with the farmer after the days work was done. So each night after the team had eaten Tyrone, Aaron and I went to our room where Aaron got out his tattoo hand piece and inks. Tyrone wanted a flames coming out of my ring gear in my butt and the rest of my butt he wanted tattooed so it looked like a baboons butt in blues and purples and reds, but he wanted the colours blending in so my butt stood out in bright colours.

I was grateful that I didn’t have a big butt as my butt is one of those cutely shaped ones with unbelievable definition; you know the ones with big dimple in each thigh area. Followed by delightfully rounded well-formed mounds that stood out like ripe young melons which more than emphasised the valley that lay between them. When I lie on my back and lift my legs into the air the valley open up naturally to expose the opening to my boy fanny that begged to be taken and used.

While I stood up Aaron drew on my butt in pen to get the proportions right of Tyrone’s wishes. He drew the flame first and then looked at several coloured pictures of the monkey’s butt that Tyrone wanted used. Once he had everything right I had to lie on the bed butt up whilst they got ready. All I could do was wonder how much pain this would cause me whilst the two of them got all set up.

Aaron started and the hand piece buzzed into life. He started by blacking the outline in over my butt and then got Tyrone to spread my butt whilst he did the lines that went down my butt crack and finished close to my ring gear area that stung like hell as the needles pushed the ink into my skin. The outline took him over an hour to do so we had a break before commencing again. This time they had me laid out on my back but with me legs up and Aaron commenced colouring the flame in down by my anus. The two of them laugh from time to time as my ring gear move around like it was begging for it. After a couple more hours they called a halt to it for the night. I was cleaned up and some thick cream was placed over the area that had been tattooed. I would have to spend the night lying on my stomach, but Tyrone was there with me and ran his hands over my smooth body and played with my balls throughout the night.

Morning arrived and the two of us showered and Tyrone creamed me up again before I pulled on my pants to be once again locked into them. I was remarkable surprised at how quickly the tattoo settled and didn’t really cause me much discomfort. The procedure continued over several nights as they worked on areas that had not been touched before. Then we had to wait a couple of weeks to let everything heal before they could go back over areas they wanted to enhance.

Whilst they waited for my butt to heal the two of them worked on my long floppy ball sack. Tyrone would stretch it out till he got it tight whilst Aaron tattooed away. My ball sack started on from the flame around my ring and as they got further away the colour changed from red and yellows to a bright orange colour that the rest of the sack would be done in. Again the front of the sack was done the same but as they got close to my cock the colour lightened back to yellow and then a florescent green colour as they got to the base of my cock.

Again they were still waiting on my butt to fully heal so they began on my boy dick itself from where they had finished with my now bright orange ball sack. They would work the florescent green up the shaft to where my circumcision scar was and this was done in the orange to just under the corona. The corona around my cock head was done in a darker green as well as around the eye of the head and just into it. The rest of the head was done in a purple colour. I was glad when they said they had finished my cock. I looked like some sort of alien with my long and low orange ball sack swinging between my legs not to mention my green cock bobbing around when I was naked. Tyrone said he had always wanted to fuck an alien and now he had one. Several more long sessions were spent on my butt to finish it off.

During this time we had moved sheds several times. I know I spent time looking in a mirror looking at what they had done to me and I knew there was absolutely no going back now as this is a permanent body modification. But they had no where near finished with me yet. Tyrone now wanted to connect my baboon’s coloured butt to the front so it looked like I had a permanent pair of Speedo’s on. Across my pubic bone area a Superman Badge was tattooed but above that in yellow the words “Tyrone’s Balls” was done then the rest of the area was done in an electric blue to match my eyes. The blue was continued around my waist to meet up with the tattoo on my butt forming what looked like a sprayed on pair of everlasting Speedo’s.

When all this had healed I was to find out that Aaron’s second hobby was branding and that Tyrone wanted two brandings done on me. One on my right hand butt and one on my right hand pectoral. Tyrone had a brand made up of a “T” and a “J” for his last name. The brand was fifty millimetres tall and about thirty millimetres wide. It was made up of a capitol “T” with the “j” coming off the right hand side of the top stroke of the “T” at right angles and the “j” curled under the bottom of the “T”.

I had let Tyrone do everything and anything he wanted to when it came to my body but I was nervous about being branded. However I was not going to start to question him now. We had just finished another shed and had two weeks before the next so Tyrone wanted the branding done before we pulled out so I could heal whilst between jobs. Tyrone would not let the other guys watch as this was something we were doing between ourselves. The guys would see the results soon enough. I was shown the brand before they heated it up and the metal it was made from was not very thick at all. Nothing like the ones you see used on cattle thankfully.

Tyrone came over and said lets get ready, he went on to say that he really loved me for letting him do what he wanted to me. I can see you are nervous about this one but I will be here for me he told me. I asked if he could gag me for this one, he agreed. I was tied spread eagled between two posts. A third short post came up to my waist and a belt went around my waist leaving my butt free seeing my cock and balls were pressing against the post. It also gave free access to my front top part of my body.

Aaron had the brand heated to the correct temperature. Tyrone told me I had to try not and move at all when it came to my front. Tyrone stood behind me with his arm around the top of my head so I could not lean back and away from the brand. Aaron positioned himself so that the bottom of the brand was just above the areola of my right nipple and would not bleed into it as the scare formed so that it all stood out once healed. Aaron nodded to Tyrone and pushed the white hot metal into the skin of my right pectoral muscle. I grunted into the gag and it was over before it started really. Long enough to make the brand stand out raised and clear but not to long so it would become a mess and have no definition. Tyrone came around front and kissed me as the smell of burnt flesh rose in the air.

The brand was put back to be heated once again as I hung there with sweat dripping of my body. For this branding Tyrone kept kissing me. I didn’t see Aaron nod to Tyrone but Tyrone certainly felt me tense up and grunt into the gag again when the brand hit my butt. Once Aaron had finished he left us whilst Tyrone took the gag out but left me still tied up, he said this is going to sting a little as I want your brands to have a bit on me in them. I had no idea what he meant but then he commenced to piss on me. His salty urine sure stung and the bit that got me in my mouth was sure salty as he aimed for my chest. Then he pulled himself off and cum over his hand. He put about half his cum in the other hand and wiped one over the brand on my butt and the other on the one on my chest. Again I was in pain as he massaged his seed into my fresh unhealed brands.

Whilst I was still tied he began to hit me in the balls till I came in his hand. He then swallowed some of my spunk but then rubbed the rest of my own into each branding. He said we now have a bit of both of us in each other. He had collected some of his piss and poured it over each of my brands again. My butt and chest hurt like hell and I thought it would never end when Tyrone wanked himself off again so he could rub more of his seed into me like he was polishing the brands. The odd tear ran down my face as he continued to rub my brands with his spunk laden hands.

That night I had so lay on my left hand side, seeing I could not bear to lie or put any pressure on my right butt check or chest. In the morning Tyrone massaged more of his spunk into me before we both showered together. The warm water made the wounds sting again, but nothing like the salt water Tyrone dispense over the brands before I dried off. He then put some anti-bacterial cream on both brandings and covered them in sterile dressings before I put on a loose singlet and shorts to travel in.

It took a couple more days for the brands to settle down where they didn’t need to be covered. After two weeks they were well on the way to being healed. A month out and the scabs had almost gone leaving the two branding clear and well raise in a pink come reddish colour that stood out for all to see. These two brands always stood out and there was no hiding them for the rest of my life. You could even make them out when dressed. The branding on my butt was well raised and would pushed the fabric out of my shearing jeans just enough to make an impression. When my jeans got a little dirty the shape of the brand seemed to get dirty first and then it really stood out. In a singlet you could also see the one on my pectoral muscle as well. Several of the farmers and their farm hands would ask questions especially about my butt and the others would just say he’s branded to show who he belongs too. This would often raise an eyebrow or two and some even wanted to see it. Tyrone would only show them the one on my chest as he didn’t want to explain my butt tattoo and our relationship.

Our relationship was one that I treasured and grew from strength to strength. Tyrone had fit a heavy stainless steel collar around the neck of my scrotum that was fairly loose and most of the time it pushed my balls to the bottom of their sack constantly stretching both ball cords and sack alike. My nuts hung eight inches from my boy pussy hole and Tyrone wanted my nut sack re-tattooed as with the stretching the bright orange colour had faded a little.

So Aaron was asked to redo my marble bag again with Tyrone’s help in stretching it out again to make it easy to tattoo. It took a couple of weeks to finish and once again my nuts stood out in their bright orange sack. The ball stretcher was replaced once the sack was healed. One thing Tyrone had made was a new pair of shearing pants that had a hole in the crotch where my balls would sit. They were a tight fit and hugged my body and crotch, so as I was pulling them on Tyrone would fish the ball sack out through the hole and then we would have to force one ball at a time through the hole. This would then leave my balls hanging half way down my legs between my crotch and knees. There was several press stud fasteners around the hole so a specially designs pouch could be put over my nuts to cover them but still leave them more than vulnerable for all to get at, play with and or attack.

It was when we got back to Jack and Mary’s place that we had time to sit around and talked with them as we waited a couple of days for the others to arrive. The four of us were talking when Jack asked me what I found the most frustrating thing in my own life. I answered, it would have to be my cock, it seems to have a mind of its own and trying not to wank it was a real major hassle. I went on to say sometimes as it moves in my jeans it just goes off by itself. Tyrone spoke up and said so that’s why there have been spunk stains in you jeans. Yes was all I said, so other than that I love my life with Tyrone.

Not much else was said about my comment at that point. However one day when we were alone Tyrone asked me how much frustration dose my dicky cause me? I answered a real lot. I mean I only use it to piss from as you pound my balls when you allow me to cum other than that it is useless and gets in the way all the time. There was a very long silence before Tyrone suggested what if we cut it off! I too took some time before I answered; it would help a real lot, but only if we were to take the whole thing, including its root and ligaments all the way done to the bone that it is attached to. I wouldn’t want to feel the bit under the skin getting hard either. I would like it if it appeared that I never had a dick at all!

Tyrone was not surprised by my answer he just hadn’t thought I would be willing to loose it all. He enquired; you mean you would be willing to give up you dicky for me? Yes, and you could have it mounted as a trophy as a constant reminder I of what I don’t have any more. Then I wouldn’t be able sneak away for a quick wank either. Tyrone said we would have to reposition your piss hole behind your balls. I replied when you make me cum it would shoot out and lubricate your shaft as you fuck me. Tyrone laughs and also said I could have the hole so close to you nuts that you would piss over your balls every time you take a leak. We both laugh hysterically together.

You will have to leave it to me to see if I can organise it. I have to find someone who has the skill to do the job properly without putting your life in jeopardy. Not much else was said about it for a couple of weeks. Tyrone spoke with Jack about it and he said that his new Vet that had been out a dozen times was gay and was into body modifications so he promised to talk to him about it and ask if he would do the procedure for us.

We were going to take a break after Jack’s shed and didn’t have any other work for three weeks. The rest of the team had left to have a holiday when Jack brought the Vet in to talk to Tyrone about our request. They had talked it through as well as the cost and all that sort of thing without me being around. I was not brought in till all the arrangements had been fully made. Once everything was in place I was brought in to meet the Vet, he had me strip so that he could examine me thoroughly and when the Vet saw the tattoos around my middle and the size of all the rings from being pierced he just asked are you willing to have the surgery to remove your penis. I said yes, anything Tyrone wants to do to me is fine; we have talked about me loosing my boy dick.

The Vet said he would have to organise things and that he could do the job out hear in two days so that it was all done privately and without others knowing what he was doing. Jack and Mary cleaned the surgery from top to bottom in a solution the Vet had left them. The morning of the surgery Tyrone and I showered together before going over to the operating room. I was placed on the table and made ready. I was strapped down and had my entire groin area washed in antiseptics a couple of times. The Vet arrived and I was given several injections of anastatic around the base area of my dicky and groin. I was also given a lite sedative just to help keep me calm and settled.

Whilst they took effect the Vet and others got their instruments ready. I was scrubbed again in brown solution and a catheter pushed down through my dick into my bladder. The Vet stuck me with a couple of pins and asked if I could feel anything, which I didn’t. He said great but I will still give things a couple more minutes. He said that if I did feel anything during the operation to lift my hands even though I couldn’t move my arms or just groan but not scream in case he jumped and did some unwanted damage. He said he would stop and give me more pain blockers. He instructed Tyrone to reassure me and check on my quite regularly by talking to me.

Everyone was ready and the Vet just said here we go boys, and picked up a scalpel and made the first of many very careful incisions. They all wanted to get my cock off me fully intact all the way including the root of it. The Vet almost gave a running commentary to Jack whilst Mary took a video of the entire procedure. It took them several hours to do the whole job as the Vet was most careful just to cut away the pieces he wanted so he would leave a very neat finish once he was finished. Tyrone kept coming up to my face and kissing me telling me what a good boy I was and how proud he was of me.

The Vet gave a bit of a sigh and said he we go, it is too late to turn back now but I am going to make the final cuts to the ligatures and to the bottom of the root of his cock and urethra then it will all be lifted away in one piece. I just muttered, do it! He picked up a fresh scalpel and started to cut again. It seemed a long time but in reality it probably wasn’t when I felt a tug and the whole thing was lifted off the catheter. I was surprised that the thing was still fully erect. The veins had been tied off. The Vet was going to preserve it before he left so that it would maintain it size and last forever preserved as a trophy.

Once everyone had goggled over the length of the thing the Vet got down to giving me a couple of jabs of local just behind my marble bag once he got Tyrone to hold my balls out of the dam way. I heard Tyrone say that he wanted my new piss hole to be as close to my ball bag as possible as he wanted me to piss over my balls when I had to go. So the Vet got to work figuring out just where to put the hole and the angle of it to achieve Tyrone’s wishes. He made sure that my new hole and urethra would not block once healed. He had left plenty of urethra to play with and once he worked out how to support it properly. He made a hole and feed the urethra though it and stitched it all in place leaving a catheter in it so it would not close down during the healing proses. Then he started the long job of suturing me up in a manner that would heal leaving the area smooth and that the scares would fade away over time. He cleaned and bandaged me up and got me unstrapped from the table and got the guys to carefully put me in bed. He came in and gave me a shoot of something that put me straight to sleep.

They then went back to clean up the surgery whilst the Vet got on with the job of cleaning and preserving my cock to turn it into a trophy that would keep. I knew nothing of this as I was given fluids every so often and something to put me back to sleep. Tyrone made sure the catheter bottle was emptied every so often and record the output. He would also check on me to ensure that I was ok. They kept me sedated for several days so that the wounds would heal quickly without pressure being put on them. This would also help ensure that the scaring was kept to a minimal and not be torn open. The Vet came out every day to check on my progress but I was not really aware of anything that was going on around me during this time.

It was almost a week later before I started to become fully aware of things. Tyrone was there with me all the time. For the first few days I was awake I didn’t move around much and after that Tyrone helped me get back on my feet. We were told that I was not to do much hard or heavy work for several weeks. The catheter was removed several days before we had to hit the road. When it was time for us to catch up with the rest of our team the Vet did a full medical check on me and just said no heavy lifting or heavy work for a few more weeks yet and don’t go running around. He removed all the stitches and told Tyrone how to care for me till it was fully healed and not to rush in getting the area tattooed so it matched the rest of me. The lite bandage could be removed in two days; he wanted it covered whilst the stitch marks closed over and didn’t become infected.

We got on the road again and I spent a fair bit of time in the back of the car sleeping. We soon caught up with the rest of the team and they all wanted to know how things went and wanted to see the trophy which was mounted in a case. They were all impressed with the trophy and me for going through with it. Everyone also wanted to see what I looked like and most of them said it seems to make his balls look even bigger now. Tyrone said the boy won’t be able to do much and I want you all to make sure that he doesn’t either, because I don’t want to undo all the Vets good work.

We finished that shed and two more sheds when we got a call from one of Tyrone’s parent’s workers to say they had been both killed in a car accident. I had met his parents several times and they really like me and accepted me as one of their own, I also loved them. Tyrone was a one and only child and they dotted over him. We had also caught up with my foster parent’s once during this time as well and they too like Tyrone. However the two of us cried for hours over the news. Once we got ourselves together some what we had to leave Aaron in charge and go and sort things out at home. Tyrone also rang my foster parents to tell them the news as they had met Tyrone’s folk as well over the year.

It was a fairly long silent trip and thankfully the two of us were close and knew how to support each other. Tyrone said to me on our trip home I am not sure what we have to do boy. I replied we will work it out together, yes but Tyrone said my parents place will be left to me in their will, as they have shown it to me several times. I said, look lets take things one step at a time. Yes but we now have two very profitable ventures going Tyrone said. Lets get home and sort out the funeral first then we can sit down and work out where to go from there I said, I just want to be with you! Tyrone replied there is no way we will ever be separated boy, I couldn’t live without you! Me too, then the both of us started to cry again so we had to pull off the road whilst we hugged each other and got ourselves together once more before continuing on .

Tyrone told me that he had contacted my foster parent’s and that they were coming over in the next few days to catch up with us. Shit I hope they don’t notice I haven’t got a cock any more I said. Mate they know we are gay and they don’t care they love us as my folks loved you, they won’t care as they know we love each other and they won’t get to see you naked anyhow. I found it hard when others say they love me apart from you I said. As no one showed me love when I was a kid till I was placed for the last few years with my foster parent’s I went on to say. Kid the whole team loves you and thinks your fantastic, you should never doubt your love and worth anymore and I mean that boy, Tyrone said emphatically.

We finally made it to Tyrone’s parent’s place and there were a lot of people waiting to greet us. I said mate I am a bit nervous there seems to be a lot of people here that I don’t know. Tyrone put his hand on my shoulder, walk tall boy you’re my partner and lover and no one messes with you. If they do they mess with me too, just remember your mine and that makes you important and makes you belong.

People came out of everywhere when we pulled up. Tyrone said thanks for being here for us, I know only a few of you have met my partner and a lot of you haven’t, this is Mark know as boy! When you talk with him you are talking to me, please make him feel welcome as the two of us are inseparable, thanks. Tyrone’s rellies and friends came over and hugged us and we all ended in tears. Tyrone’s Dad’s younger brother, Jock got us a side and told us we had to contact the police and the funeral director as soon as we could. He went on to say both your parents Tyrone told us about Mark, and how they accepted him and surely love him. They were always telling every one what the two of you were up too they were so proud of the both of you. But just be wary of Aunty Beryl boy, she is a very legalistic sod. Yeah Tyrone commented she is one of Mum’s sisters and even Mum didn’t like her being around so she won’t want to start or I will tell her to piss off. Well she has already started about the will Uncle Jock said. Tyrone said, Mum and Dad have showed me their will and she doesn’t even get a mention so she won’t want to start. Uncle Jock went on to say that he has already told her to back off or that he will run her out of town.

Uncle Jock said lets go inside and freshen up and get a drink and I will take you into town to the police and undertaker for starters. People started asking all manner of things and Uncle Jock piped up and said give the boys a chance they have only just got home and don’t know much about anything just yet. I suggest we all go and leave them and tomorrow we will let you know what is going to happen from here. With that he took us into town. The following morning my foster parent’s arrived and they took us both aside and said let us know if there is anything we can do for you boys. Thanks we both replied.

All the arrangement were made and the funeral went off without a hitch apart from Aunty Beryl who started on me but Uncle Jock stepped in and told her she wasn’t welcome. He said that Doug and Sherri Tyrone’s parents accepted Mark and what ever is in the will has nothing to do with you. Doug and Sherri owe you nothing, neither do the boys so it’s time you got on your bike and went. So Uncle Jock got someone to take her home after the funeral so she wasn’t part of the wake at Uncle Jock’s.

It was a couple of days later when Uncle Jock came out and said I want to take you to the Lawyer’s that I and you folk use so he can officially read the will to stop anyone trying to muscle in. So we went into town to the Lawyer, Peter. Peter was the layer both Tyrone uses as well as his parents. Peter said the will is very, very simple, your parent’s left everything to you Tyrone. The will doesn’t mention anyone else apart from you Jock. Doug and Sherri want you to have the old writing desk that was your mother’s that is in their old bed room. They both ask that you be there for the boys, Jock. Now the will has one more thing, a letter that was only added the other year. You probably don’t know about this letter Tyrone. No it’s new to me Tyrone said! Let me read it Peter commented, Tyrone you have always been the apple of our eye and the object of our entire love and affection, you have found a partner in Mark that you call boy who we accept and love also and we are happy for you both. Please, please be happy together always, never let anything or anyone get between you both. Let you love for each other always be the cement in your relationship. We both think the world of the both of you and we want the two of you to be happy as we were happy in love with each other. Yours always Mum and Dad. Tears ran down our faces including Uncle Jock.

Your parent’s added the letter because they really mean what they say and they don’t want you to take any notice of Aunty Beryl or anyone else who would try to put you down or demean you. Tyrone had to sign some papers showing the will had been read and we were given a copy of the Will and the letter. With that Uncle Jock took us home as we comforted each other.

Everyone had gone and left us after a couple more days and the two of us were able to sit down and talk about how we were going to manage the property and the shearing gang. A discission was made to promote Aaron to Manager of the Shearing Enterprise and hire a second wool classer to replace Tyrone. We would still handle the bookings from here. We would join the guys on certain properties like Jack’s. For the Home Property has some ten full time workers and another dozen sessional workers, so we hired a Farm Coordinator who organised the workers to achieve our desires. On the property we ran both sheep and cattle along with some crops to support the animals. Our shearing team also took care of the shearing needs here as well.

It was during Aaron’s next stint here on the home property that Tyrone had him redo the tattoo area on my groin from where my cock had been removed. We also increased the size of the nipple rings I wore and I was given a belly button ring as well. A new extra heavy ball weight had been made bigger and heavier than the one I had become accustomed too. The old one was taken off and the new one put on. This one was smooth all round and the screws that held the two halves together disappeared into the collar itself. Once Tyrone new it fit well and didn’t stop or slow the blood flow to either the sack or my nuts Tyrone said that I want to make the weight a permanent fixture. The only way we will be able to get it off is to cut your nuts off boy. I responded lets do it now then.

So we went over to the machinery workshop. Tyrone removed one screw at a time, used lock-tight on the threads and did them up tightly, when he had done all six screws he went over them again. Then he took a drill and destroyed the Philip’s Head of each screw, that way they could never be undone again. He then used some silver paste that filled in the holes that the screws were in so that the whole thing looked like a solid single tube. The paste would go rock hard over the next couple of days.

I love wearing my special shearing jeans with the hole in it for my balls to drop through. I loved it both with and without the bag that could be used to cover my nuts or leave them open dangling like oranges between my legs. Tyrone would often come up behind me when I had them on and kick my nuts around sending my nuts flying between my legs. The pants also felt much better to wear now that I had no dick to get caught up or in the way of things.

Every time I needed to piss I would either have to sit down and hold my nuts or they would dangle in the water of the toilet bowl and I would also piss over them including when I stood up to piss. From time to time Tyrone would leave me naked and tie my hands up behind me with a large butt plug in to make it almost impossible to sit so I would have to remain standing and piss all over my nuts. I know several times the hot piss was such a turn on and so erotic as it flowed over my balls that it would cause my nuts to explode. I would shoot my own cum all over my balls and set off a second wave of erotic feelings like a chain reaction.

We got a phone call from Jack, he wanted to know if we could employ the Vet as the owner of the practice near him had sold it to a high roller from the city and he didn’t want to keep the guy on who did my surgery. Tyrone said yes we could use the vet down here as the vet here had retired and no one had taken his place. We alone had a lot of work for a vet and others would be grateful to be able to get a vet quickly. It was then that I learnt that the Vet’s name is Tim.

Things were settling down and working fairly well as Tyrone and I ran things. However one day I was out and about over in the machinery shed when one of the workers Martin jumped me from behind and wrestled me to the ground before attempting to get my pants off. As I screamed out at him to fuck off, Nathan our Property Coordinator heard me and came in and pulled him off. I was a bit shaken and covered in dirt and grease I headed back to the house to clean up. When Tyrone came out to speak to me and saw me dirty, scratched and a bit shaken he immediately hugged me and asked if I was ok. I was a bit silent but shaking, he told me to go in and clean up and he took off over to the machinery shed where I had come from and where he could hear Nathan balling someone out. Tyrone walked in to Nathan dressing this guy down and Martin saying all he wanted to do was screw the shit head of a little lazy boy.

Tyrone didn’t have to hear anymore and just walked over and kicked him in the balls. Martin went down like a sack of shit, with that Tyrone and Nathan hulled him over to the barn where he was tied hogged tied and left. Tyrone came over to see if I was ok. I was in the shower and had a few scratches on my legs, other than I was just a bit shaken up. The two of us hugged and I muttered why, am I always the one picked on; it’s like being at school all over again, you know, being picked on because I was a foster kid and didn’t belong. Tyrone knew that the incident had stirred a bit of my past up and just held me tight for ages. He didn’t say much but then he didn’t have too.

We ended up lazing on the sofa in each others arms for awhile. All the while Tyrone was working out just how he was going to handle the situation with Martin. Tyrone wanted to make sure a strong message was sent that he wouldn’t put up with another person forcing themselves on another especially when one party wasn’t interested. So after the evening meal he got everyone together in the barn where Martin still lay gagged and hog tied.

Tyrone said I am sure you all heard what happened this afternoon and how Martin tried to assault Mark. Regardless of how any of you may view my relationship with boy it’s what’s we have chosen. I know some of you are gay and I know some of you aren’t. I also know that some of you feel out of place since my parent’s died. You all have a choice if you don’t like the way boy and I run things around here, you are free to leave.

Nathan stood and said we have all had a bit of a talk over tea apart from Martin. We are all in agreement and most happy to be working for you. We the working crew that live out here on the property Nathan said are either gay or bisexual ourselves and accept you and boy. It has also come to light that Martin has tried to force his way with a couple of the younger boys on crew.

Just as Tyrone started to speak again I walked in to the cheers of all the guys. Once thing quietened down Tyrone said then we need to decide what to do with Martin, we either give him the boot or he needs to be punished. Nathan stood again and said it is hard to get work at present so I suggest we give him a choice to either be fired or be punished in away we all deem appropriate. That sounds like a good idea Tyrone said, bring him in and let’s ask him. Martin was brought in and the gag removed from his mouth and he was told you have a choice here Martin, either the sack or accept the punishment that the group feels is suitable for your crime.

What’s your choice? He spluttered it depends on the punishment! Nathan spoke up and said sorry Martin the choice has been given to you. You need to choose the sack or the punishment whatever it might be! Tyrone said gag him again and take him out, you have ten minutes to think about it. You will be given no reference if you’re sacked and the word will be spread around the district what you have done. Martin didn’t have much time to think about it either. Nathan and one of the others took him out of the room and left him alone.

Mean while some of the guys began talking about what they thought ought to happen to him. When the ten minutes were up two guys dragged Martin back in. His gag was removed and Tyrone asked have you made a choice? Well sort of Martin said, but I would like to know the punishment first. No Tyrone said make your choice now! Well he spluttered knowing he had already been kick out of another job before for trying to rape another boy. Well he said reluctantly I will accept the punishment then. Good Tyrone said, gag him again and take him out whilst we decide what the group thinks is the right punishment for you.

A discussion started and a couple of the guys said that Martin was hard to work with because you are always looking over your shoulders as he will take any advantage when you least expect it. Then one said we should castrate the arse hole. It didn’t take long before everyone thought that was the way to go as one of them had heard he lost another job for the same sort of thing. Ok Tyrone said how should we castrate him? Again one of the guys said we should band him twice and leave him till is balls go numb and then cut the fuckers off. It needs to hurt when he looses them. They all agreed and Tyrone looked at me and I agreed too. Nathan went and quickly typed up a form for Martin to sign saying he gives his consent to being castrated by banding and cutting. The form was folded in such away that he could not see what the punishment was he was agreeing too.

Martin was brought in and his hands were untied and made to sign the form without seeing the punishment. Both Tyrone and Nathan said sign it shit head. He stalled for awhile but ended up signing it when Tyrone said; you will be out of here quicker than you can imagine if you don’t sign it and there is more than one guy here prepared to go to the cops with what you did. Once he signed it he was then taken and tied spread eagled between some slates in the barn his clothes were torn off him and then his torso was strapped to the slats as well.

When his nudies were cut off the place erupted in laughter as he had a small pitiful set of a cock and balls, he looked rather pathetic when it came to the block and tackle department. You could hardly see his equipment for the long scruffy pubic hair he had. It was at that point that a permanent hair removal kit was brought over and applied to his entire pubic bush so that he could never hide the fact he had no balls once we had all finished with him. All he could do was hang there limp of body and with his head hung in shame as well. He was one of those people that tried to force himself on others in a power trip because he was so small in the genital area; it only made him more pitiful in many ways. Once his crotch was denude of hair it was time to carry out the rest of the punishment. A tray was brought out with the elastrator and the two green rubber rings on it. Martin’s eyes almost bugged out of his head, he was screaming into his gag and swinging his head from side to side trying to indicate no, no, not that, anything but that. But then he didn’t have a say in it did he.

Tyrone went behind him and placed a blindfold on him so he couldn’t see who did what to him. Tyrone went first and kicked him in the nuts followed by me and several of the others. His nuts were swollen and must have hurt him as they just hung there in their sack. You could see his body jump every time someone just lightly toughed his nuts. So when Tyrone and Nathan began man handling them to get them through the band he would have been in excruciating pain. The first ring was forced up as high as they could get it on the neck of his nuts and just under the base of his wiener. As they finished the guys sunk their fists into the captured balls that were already bugging out of his tortured sack. Then two others went up and made ready the second ring that would be harder to put on because of the first ring so this would have reminded him even more of his folly. Martin’s head slammed against the slats as they unceremoniously shoved his balls through the ring and carefully positioned it before pulling the elastrator jaws out from between his sack and the ring. I didn’t want to touch him apart from sinking my boots into his balls at this point. At this point the gag was temporarily removed and Martin was given some water. He could hardly talk from the screaming into the gag that he had done during all of this. The gag was put back in and the blind fold taken off so he could see his nuts in a mirror that was set up, then he was left for a couple of hours as his balls and sack slowly died through the lack of blood supply to them. His nuts hung off his body black and dark purple, swollen and painful as they slowly went cold and numb. The pain in his groin would have got worse and would have served as reminded of his stupidity.

He was left for three hours in the mean time Tyrone had called Tim the Vet and said apart from cutting his nuts off what else should we do to prevent infection etc. Tim said that he would come out and fix things once his nuts were gone. Tim arrived before we finished the job; Nathan went in behind Martin and replaced his blindfold. Then we all went in and had a feel of the dead sack and balls that still looked like they were trying to escape their fate till the bitter end. Tim inspected the cold sack and squeezed the lumps within them to no reaction from Martin. Tim announced that Martin was a eunuch whilst his dead nuts still hung from his groin. Tyrone brought me over and handed me a curved blade sharp knife and indicated I should chop them off.

I then pulled the whole sack down as far as I could get it to stretch and placed the knife bade between the two rings on the neck of Martin’s scrotum. I looked at Tyrone for a few seconds and then with one hard yank I pulled the blade through the whole sack which came away in my hands which I lifted up for all to see. The guys all applauded and whistled and cheered at the sceptical. I then drooped his severed nuts onto a near by tray and went and washed my hands. Tim heated up a spatula and seared the wound then cut the second ring off and trimmed the skin so that when healed it would look like he had never had nuts apart from the scar material that would be twisted up just under his very small little cock that we all hoped would get even smaller now that he had no man juice to keep it active. Everyone left the room apart from Nathan who undid one of Martin’s arms and hands from the slats and left the room leaving Martin to free himself.

Everyone had congregated in the dinning room and waited for Martin to free himself and come over. He eventually came over very sorely and slowly and came in still naked and stood there. Nathan said I hope you have learned your lesson dick head. Go and get a shower and lay on your bed and someone will come over and put a bandage on the wound. He was given light duties for a few days and he healed rather quickly and he soon calmed down and mellowed as his hormone levels plummeted. His cock ended up shrinking to the point that he had a smaller cock than most babies were born with. His cock stuck out of his body by about a quarter of an inch or less of shaft plus a small silly looking very small head on it. The guys also treated his pubic area several times so that he never regained any hair in the area. The rest of his body hair thinned and lightened right out over time.

The best times on the home property were when the Shearing team was on site or when we went up to jacks place. As most of the guys on the shearing team got older they would end up with us fulltime on the property. Martin became the butt of all jokes and the guys would fuck him quiet regularly. Over the years I ended up getting a lot more tattoos and my ears ended up covered in pierced rings.

Tyrone and I grew old together and totally enjoyed our life. There were many other things I could go on to tell you. I however never lost my youthful good looks and I know from time to time Tyrone would tease me about it. But he too always looks good and stood out in a crowed for the handsome stud that he is.

I never did miss my cock and still many years later Tyrone still screw’s me and give my nuts a good smack and I shoot my wad and lubricate his rod and my hole. My balls are still bright orange and have been stretched to just over twelve inches in length. I still to this day carry the permanent collar on my balls that was fitted nearly thirty years ago.

The End