It all started when I went to the doctor’s office for a pinched nerve in my neck. He proscribed steroids and told me to come in later in the week to have my yearly physical. I was in a hurry to get to a meeting and in my rush I left my journal in the examination room. In the journal I wrote about my love for sex. I wrote that I would orgasm 5-6 times a day. I wrote sexual secrets about my tiny penis and my love for humiliation. I wrote about my love for porn, skinny dipping and streaking. He had all he needed to get me into real trouble.

I was so busy for the next three days that I didn’t even miss my journal. When I went into the office, he did the physical and got to the place where he needed me naked. At that moment, he pulled out my journal from a drawer. “Mike, you left this here earlier in the week. I had to look inside to see who it belonged to. I couldn’t believe what you wrote and admitted. I could ruin you and your standing in the community if I made copies and sent them electronically throughout the community.”

I pleaded with him. I told him that I would do anything if he would keep quiet about what he had read. He told me that he would keep quiet but the price would be chemical castration.

My mouth dropped open in shock when I realized that he had me by the balls. I was going to be chemically nutted. He gave me a prescription for propecia and primadone. The propecia was for hair regrowh and the primadone was for a slight tremor that I had in my left hand. Then he said: “Both of these drugs together will keep your little dick soft. They will also make it almost impossible for you to orgasm.” He told me to come back in a week to continue my treatment. He also started me out at twice the typical dosage. I was able to get hard but it was much harder to spurt out my sperm and feel the fantastic release of orgasm. Because it could take 30-45minutes to achieve orgasm, I didn’t have the time to jerk off as much as I had previously.

I went back to the doctor’s office the next week and he hooked me up to a penile plethysmograph. He told me that the device was a tool used to measure male sexual arousal. He put a clamp-like device around my penis. He told me that the clamp measures how sexually aroused you are. He patted my butt and then he said: “The clamp sends information to the device so that it is easy to determine the level of your sexual arousal. I will expose you to a variety of sexually suggestive content, such as photos, movies and audio. This device will tell me what all your fantasies are. Your dick will answer all my questions. In future visits, we will use the device to find out if you are totally and completely chemically castrated.

He hooked me up to the machine and turned on a straight video. I didn’t respond at all. Then he put on a bisexual flic and he got a bit of a rise out of my cock. Then he put on a gay movie and I got totally aroused as I watched a guy take two huge cocks in his mouth and ass.

I also responded to bondage, domination, humiliation, nudism and a host of other secrets. He now knew all of my secrets and fantasies.

He told me that he was about to inject me with Depro-Provera. He explained that Depo-Provera, through decreasing the testosterone level, temporarily decreases penile erection and ejaculation and the production of sperm (spermatogenesis). He smiled when he said: “Your penis, testicles, prostate, and seminal vesicles will temporarily shrink.” Then he toook out a needle filled with depo-provera and injected it into my butt.

I was being forced to give up my sex life. I was about to loose the power to thrust, jerk off and get the wonderful release of orgasm. I was excited and anxious at the same time. I couldn’t believe that my balls were being turned off by another man against my will. I couldn’t believe that that my tiny, shaved penis would soon be unable to get hard. In fact, my penis was going to shrink without any exercise.

I had to go back to the doctor each week for my depo-provera shot. He also gave me an estrogen cream for my penis. After a month, he got out the penile plethysmograph and hooked my penis up to it. He presented me with every stimulation possible and my dick remained soft and unresponsive. I was chemically castrated against my will.