Michael decides he needs to lose his cock and balls.
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Michael was a freshman in college when I met him. I first saw him in the local mall, when we both were shopping for jeans. He took my breath away – nearly 6 feet tall, with beautiful, almost feminine features, he moved with a natural grace. I could tell from the bulge in his crotch that he hadn’t been cheated in that department either. “Do you think these jeans would look good on me?” he asked me, holding up a pair in front of him. From his slight smile, it was obvious Michael was flirting with me. “Yeah, I think you’d look awesome in those,” I responded, smiling back. “Why don’t you try them on?” He emerged from the dressing room a few minutes later, and I almost sprang a boner looking at him. The jeans were really tight, highlighting the bulge in his crotch and his bubble butt. “How do I look,” he said, smiling. “You look great,” I answered. “My name is Steve,” I said, holding out my hand. “Michael”, he responded. “Do you want to get some coffee?” After he paid for his jeans, we went to the local Starbucks. We hit it off right away. He was really easy to talk to, smiling a lot. Even though I was about five years older, there was a natural chemistry between us. I decided right away that I had to have this boy! “That cup of latte wasn’t enough for me. Would you like to come back to my place for more coffee?” I asked him. He smiled shyly and said, “Great! Let’s go.” When we got to my apartment, neither of us had coffee on our minds. As soon as the door closed, my hands were all over him, and Michael responded just as eagerly. In just a few seconds, both of us were naked, our clothes scattered around the room. He was just as beautiful as I hoped, with a generous cock that stood tall. I eagerly licked and sucked his shaft as he moaned loudly, and he returned the favor. Michael was a talented cocksucker for someone so young, and it didn’t take long before I shot my load down his throat. He swallowed every drop and then licked my cockhead clean. “Yummy,” he said, looking up at me with a huge grin. I was in love with this boy! He wanted badly to be fucked, so I went to my room and got a large black dildo from my collection. After greasing it up, I bent him over the side of an easy chair and eased it into his asshole. “Oh God, yeah,” he moaned. After he loosened up, I plunged it in and out of his rectum while he jerked himself off. He shot his load all over the side of the chair pretty quickly, and then dropped to his knees and licked up every glob of come. This kid loved to eat come! From then on we met for sex every chance we could get. Michael was definitely the passive type, always wanting to get fucked. He didn’t seem to mind not having an orgasm of his own, and many times we stopped after I shot my come into his ass. My pleasure was what he cared about. A few months later it was Michael’s 19th birthday, and I asked him what he wanted. “I want to get pierced!” he answered with a big smile. “Take me to the nearest piercing parlor.” We went that day, and he eagerly looked through the photos of piercings. “I want both my nipples done,” he said, then saw the pictures of Prince Alberts. “Oh yeah, those look great. I want my cock done too.” I was a bit surprised that he wanted his dick pierced, but it was his birthday and I had promised him whatever he wanted. Michael happily shed his clothes as the piercer used a pen to mark his nipples and his dick. Michael laid down on the table and hardly flinched as the steel rings were inserted into his tits. When he got his Prince Albert, I noticed his dick has begun to grow from the excitement. Michael looked wonderful with his new rings, and his cock was almost always hard after the piercing. Our sex life was still great, but I noticed he had lost almost all interest in ejaculating. Michael was content to suck me off or let me fuck him, and he rarely orgasmed when we were together. As time passed, Michael became fascinated with body piercing. Whenever he saved up the money, he went back and got more steel added to his body. His cock and balls were soon full of rings. He had small rings inserted up and down the shaft, and a second PA was put through his cockhead. Rings also hung from the bottom of his scrotum. There was another change, too. Michael began asking me to play rough with his genitals. He bought a thin leather strap and always had me wrap it tight around his ball sack. Sometimes he asked me to slap his balls. And he loved it when I tugged hard at his PA rings. I couldn’t believe how much pain he seemed to enjoy. One day I was looking at the Internet on his computer while he was taking a shower after we had sex. I went to his bookmarks to find a website, and noticed a site for body modifications. I was shocked when I read some of the material – it was mostly stories about guys getting their cocks and balls cut off! After Michael came out of the shower, I asked him about the website. “Why do you look at that stuff?” I asked. “I dunno,” he answered, embarrassed. “I just know that the idea of being castrated really turns me on.” It took me awhile to get over this revelation. But I decided it was a harmless fetish. By now, Michael had become completely passive in our sex play. He never ejaculated any more, content to let me have all the orgasms. All he wanted done to him was have his cock and balls yanked and slapped. This was fine with me, as he had a tight ass and a hot mouth. I never really enjoyed sucking him off anyway, and I hated having my ass fucked, so we were a perfect match. We had been together for nearly a year when Michael said he wanted to tell me something. “I’ve been chatting with guys online who have been nullified,” he said. “They’ve had their cock and balls cut off. And I’ve decided I want to be nullified too.” I was totally shocked. “Are you crazy? Why would you want to do that?” Michael looked down and said, “I dunno. But I’ve been thinking about it a long time. It’s not something I just decided.” When I thought about it some more, it began to make sense. Michael got all his sexual pleasure from being passive. He never seemed to come anymore. And he loved having his genitals tortured…so having them cut off would be the ultimate pleasure for him. “So what are you going to do?” I asked him. “Well, I’ve already contacted this guy on the Internet who performs castrations, and he said he was willing to cut me,” Michael said. “I want you to be here when it happens.” “Yeah, of course babe,” I responded. “I’ll definitely be here for you.” Michael contacted the guy again on the Internet, and the big date was set for the following weekend. I was really nervous as the day approached, but Michael seemed calm. This is what he really wanted to happen. When the day of the nullification arrived, Michael shaved his crotch smooth while I watched. “I’ll miss those babies,” I said as he toweled off. “I won’t.” he answered. “I’ve been ready for this for a long time.” At noon there was a knock at the door. I opened it, and was surprised to find this young, good looking guy. “Hi, I’m Jim,” he said, reaching out to shake my hand. “Are you Michael?” I laughed at that idea. “No, I want to keep my dick,” I answered. Michael’s in the bedroom waiting for you.” Jim was carrying a large duffel bag. He explained that he was a medical student who got into performing castrations as a way of making some money. He had a castration fetish too, but his obsession was castrating guys. He had done more than a dozen of them, he said. I took Jim into the bedroom, where Michael sat naked on the edge of the bed. “We’ll need to put a plastic sheet on the bed. This gets pretty messy,” Jim said. He took out the sheet from his gym bag and covered the bed. “Okay Michael, I’ll need you to lie down with your ass near the edge of the bed.” Michael calmly moved into place, his legs dangling over the foot of the bed. “I’m gonna tie your legs and arms so that you don’t jerk while I’m cutting you,” Jim said. He took nylon ropes and tied Michael’s ankles to the bedposts. Tying his wrists was a little more difficult – he had to bring the rope under the bed to bind Michael’s wrists together. Now Michael was spreadeagled on the bed, naked with a shaven crotch. Jim placed a thick towel and pillow under his ass to lift him up and soak up any blood. For someone about to be castrated, Michael had a look of perfect calm on his face. Jim got out a hypodermic needle with a sedative and was about to inject Michael, but Michael stopped him. “No, I want to feel everything,” he said. “I want to know it when you cut them off.” “Okay, Michael. But this is gonna hurt like hell.” Jim reached into his bag and retrieved a steel scalpel. He put his hand firmly around Michael’s scrotum and placed the scalpel against the side of it. “Here goes, now.” He slowly pressed the tip of the instrument into the ballsack, and blood began dribbling out. Michael’s body stiffened as Jim started cutting around the scrotum. “Oh shit,” he moaned as the scalpel penetrated deeper. After a few minutes passed, Jim began squeezing the scrotum, causing Michael to toss his head from side to side and groan. Suddenly, a grayish white ball popped out of the side of the ballsack. “Here’s the first one, Michael. I’m going to cut it off now.” With just a few more slices, the testicle was severed. Jim picked it up and dropped it into a glass jar. Michael was sweating bullets and moaning, but he again refused Jim’s offer of an anesthetic. A short time later, Jim popped the last ball out of the scrotum and prepared to remove it. “Say goodbye, now, Michael. You’re about to become a eunuch.” Michael jerked as Jim sliced through the cord and rendered him a neuter. Minutes passed as Jim cut off the now empty ballsack, tying off the blood vessels to stop the bleeding. After dropping the scrotum into the jar, he turned his attention to Michael’s cock. “This won’t take long now, Michael. Are you ready to lose your penis?” Michael nodded, and said, “yes, please hurry. The pain is killing me.” Jim threaded a catheter into Michael’s cock, pushing it into his bladder. “I’m gonna do your penis now. This is it.” Jim took the same bloody scalpel and put it against the base of Michael’s cock. In less than a minute, he cut around the circumference of the cock, digging the sharp point deeper and deeper. “Oh shit. Oh fuck!!” Michael yelled, his head turning from side to side. Finally, Jim lifted the cock away from Michael’s body, threaded it off the catheter, and dropped it into the jar. Michael was now nullified, a complete eunuch. In the next half hour, Jim worked quickly to finish the operation. Before long, Michael’s crotch was bandaged tightly, and Jim was injecting a painkiller into his ass cheek. “This will knock you out for awhile. You should expect it to take a few weeks to heal. I’ll be back tomorrow to see how you’re doing.” Jim untied Michael’s hands and feet, and eased the bloody sheet off the bed. Michael soon feel asleep, and I covered him with a blanket as he drifted off. Michael healed quickly. Jim had done a good job, creating a piss hole near Michael’s asshole. Michael’s crotch was smooth, with just a scar to show that there had ever been anything there. After a month went by, we resumed our sex life together. Michael was the perfect bottom, eagerly offering me his mouth and asshole for me to stick my cock. Despite losing his cock and balls, Michael didn’t lose any of his enthusiasm for pleasing me. We were happier than ever. “I’m so glad I did it,” Michael told me when we were lying together in bed, after I had fucked him in the ass. “Sometimes I miss my cock, but it’s something I had to do. I’m really happy the way I am now.” -END-