Julie didn't look up from her book straight away, but after a while she put her bookmark in place.

“Is it really that long?” she said.

Frank took her hand and guided it under the covers where her fingers found his hard cock.

“Mmm... I didn't mean this,” she said, giving his cock a squeeze, “although from experience, I'd say it's about six inches.” She chuckled as she gently tested the hardness of his shaft with her fingers.

“You're teasing me again,” he said, and shuffled a bit further down the bed pulling his hard-on out of her grip.

“Oh come on Frank, it isn't as though I don't want to make love to you. I do. But I don't fancy it so much now that my pussy's, you know, lost interest.”

Frank rolled over towards Julie and put his head on her lap.

“I know Jules. I'm sorry sweetie, but I really miss our sex life. You used to get as horny as me.”

Julie snuggled down and cuddled up against him. She took hold of his cock again, and whispered.

“How about you relax and let me take care of this for you?”

He rolled onto his back.

“I wish you could take care of it once and for all. It's very frustrating having a sex drive and nowhere to go with it.”

Julie sat up and took the bottle of lube from her bedside table.

“We keep coming back to this problem don't we?”

He nodded.

“Poor boy,” she said, and pushed the duvet down to reveal his stiff cock, “Lovely big cock, going to waste.” Her fingers started to slowly massage his cock head.

“Jules,” he groaned, “you're driving me nuts.”

“I'm not going to feel guilty,” she smiled. “You've told me not to feel guilty.”

He clenched his buttocks and his cock swelled in her hand. Her other hand took hold of his balls.

“It's your nuts that are driving you mad Honey.” She gave his balls a squeeze and pulled on them gently as she squeezed his cock shaft.

He let out another groan.

“Oh... Jules.”

She kept some tension on his balls and started to make longer strokes up and down his cock with a slippery hand.

“So, Mr Penis...” she chuckled, “These ballsies still troubling you?”

Frank answered on behalf of his cock.

“Yess.”

He thrust his erection into Julie's fist.

“Relax lover,” said Julie, “Let me take care of you.”

He sighed and exhaled.

“I wish you would,” he said, “I really do Jules.”

She felt him wriggle and try to relax beside her. His penis lost some of its hardness, but it was still heavy in her hand. She resumed her massage but more slowly. She pulled gently on his heavy balls.

“You'd like me to take these, wouldn't you?”

His penis answered by suddenly twitching in her hand. Frank groaned.

“Yes... I really would,” his cock was rigid again, but he was trying to control his breathing and stay relaxed. “But you're just teasing me Jules, like you usually do.”

She stopped massaging his cock for a moment.

“I know you don't want me to keep on teasing you. I would like to take them.”

Frank groaned again.

“I have been thinking about it Frank and, well, I think we should buy that Burdizzo you saw on that internet shop,” Frank's breathing suddenly became deeper, “If you're sure you want me to take them that is, and it's not that you only feel this way in the heat of passion... If you're sure, then I really would like to relieve you of these.”

She pulled his balls harder and his cock swelled in her hand. He let out a low moan and his semen spurted. His whole body shook several times.

As Frank's orgasm subsided Julie held his cock and balls in her hands. His penis lost it's hardness.

“You really want to give me your balls Frank?”

He hesitated for a few seconds.

“It scares me Jules. But if you want to take them, I'd have to say yes.”

She grabbed a tissue and mopped up the semen on Frank's stomach.

“I do like the idea of doing your balls with a Burdizzo.”

Frank was looking at her wide eyed.

“Now you're trying to scare me Jules.”

She chuckled.

“Well, if you're scared...”

“I didn't say I was scared... but surely it's alright for me to be a little bit scared.”

She leaned over and kissed his head.

“Of course it is. I'm scared too. When we first discussed this a few years back I could only imagine it being done at a hospital or something. Too impersonal. But this is about us, and I don't really want anyone else involved.”

Frank started to get a funny fluttery feeling in his stomach.

“Go on...” he said.

“Well, I guess the idea of doing it just kind of started to appeal to me.”

Frank reached out, touched Julie's cheek.

“I love you.”

She smiled at him and continued.

“You know, when I masturbate... I still masturbate sometimes...” She could see he was trying to find something to say, “Well, you know I hardly ever do, but...”

His hand had moved from her cheek down to her breast and he was feeling her nipple through the silk.

“But what?”

Her nipple was becoming erect under his fingers.

“Well, I sometimes fantasize about doing your balls.” He pulled her to him and looked her in the eye.

“That's beautiful honey.”

“It doesn't necessarily mean it's a good idea Frank. It just means that I find the idea erotic.”

He kissed her full on the mouth, then looked her in the eye.

“We've looked into all the risks and side effects haven't we?” he said, “And we know that I'll basically become menopausal like you.”

She nodded.

“But I'd prefer to join you in menopause, rather than remain frustrated and continue wishing you were.... well, like you were ten years ago.

“Yes, I know sweetheart. And I love you for that. You're a wonderful husband. Probably far too devoted.”

She kissed him and snuggled down against him.

“But I have been thinking about this a lot, and I think we can do it safely, so I guess I've come round to the idea, and started to enjoy it.”

He snuggled down under the duvet with her.

“And if we can do it without hurting you too much...” She reached out and took hold of his balls again, “I think we should get on and do it.”

Frank's breathing had become harder. Julie's fingers let go of his balls and massaged the base of his cock. It was getting hard again. She let her finger and thumb encircle his shaft.

“There doesn't seem to be any other way of stopping this monster,” she said, and giggled as he rolled her onto her back. His fingers found her vulva.

“You're wet!” He said.

“Well, I told you it was appealing to me.” She wriggled out of her dressing gown and lay down again. She parted her legs for him and he slid a finger into her cunt.

“Very wet,” he said.

She put her hand on his chest.

“Have you bookmarked the page for that Burdizzo?” She asked.

“Yes... You don't want me to order one now, do you?”

“Why not?” she smiled.

“Okay,” he said and rolled out of bed. Minutes later he was back with the laptop.

“This is the one we were looking at Jules.” She looked over his shoulder at the screen.

“That's the big one is it?”

“Yes,” he said, “That's what people seem to think you should use.”

“Go on then Frank. Press the 'BUY NOW' button.”

Julie watched as Frank made his order for a 19" Burdizzo. Then he put the laptop aside and snuggled under the covers again. Soon his finger found her vulva again.

“Fuck me Frank.”

He got into a kneeling position and Julie spread lube onto his hard cock.

“I plucked the hairs from the base of my cock earlier,” he said. Julie smiled.

“I thought that's what you were doing in the bathroom this morning. That, or wanking,” she laughed.

“That's not fair Jules. I can't do furtive wanking when you're around... You know.”

“I know sweetie,” she said and lay on her back and opened her legs again. “Now come on and give me that big cock of yours whilst you can still get it up.”

He slid his cock into her and moulded his body to fit hers. He started to thrust slowly.

“Don't try to make it last Frank, I'll be sore long before I come.” Frank moved up a gear and his balls slapped her ass as he thrust into her hard and fast.

“I'll finish you with my tongue,” he said.

“And I'll finish you with that Burdizzo when it comes,” she said. Frank let out a long moan and buried his cock into Julie's crotch. She tilted her hips and thrust her vulva to accept him balls deep. He grunted as he unloaded into her.

“I love it when you do that,” she said.

Frank panted for a while.

“Are you sure you can do without it Jules?”

Julie laughed.

“Like I said earlier honey, I still enjoy it from time to time, but I don't need it like you do.”

Frank slid down, kissing her breasts and tummy as he went. His tongue found her clit and he started lapping.

“And anyway,” she said, “you've always been very good at this...”

She took hold of his head and thrust her vulva at his face. He increased speed a little and felt her thighs tense. Her clit hardened under his tongue. Then she let out a little yelp and shook rhythmically for a few seconds as her orgasm came in waves. Then she pushed his head away.

“Stop. Stop licking. Too sensitive.”

He held her hips and kissed her inner thighs.

“We'll have to get something for the pain too,” said Julie.

“What?” said Frank.

“You know, for when I do your balls.”

Frank smiled at her.

“You still thinking about it?” He said, squinting at her sheepishly.

“I'll be able to get some xylocaine and syringes from work,” she continued, “but you might need something stronger than paracetamol for afterwards.”

Frank smiled at her and kissed her on the lips.

“I knew I was doing the right thing by marrying a nurse.”

They chuckled and snuggled down to sleep.

A few days later Frank was waiting at the door with a mug of tea for Julie as she got out of her car.

“Have a good shift?” he asked.

“Not bad,” she said.

“A big package arrived by courier today,” he said. Julie's eyes widened.

“That was quick!” she said, “And as it happens, I have some supplies in here.” She patted her shoulder bag. Franks eyes widened.

“Does that mean we have everything we need?”

Julie took the mug of tea he offered and kissed Frank on the cheek as she came into the house.

“I think it does,” she said, “I even got a couple of little bags of peas at the supermarket just now - you know, for ice packs. Be a dear and get the shopping out of the car. I'm pooped. I'm going to have a shower.”

Neither of them felt like saying much during dinner but when their eyes met Frank was rewarded with a smile. Julie seemed excited. They cleared away dinner together and Frank did the washing up as Julie dried and put things away.

“Shall we open that package?” she said, “You bring the coffee into the lounge and we'll see if we have everything we need.”

Frank put the kettle on.

“You're not thinking of doing it tonight are you?”

Julie took her bag, the scissors, and the big parcel and walked towards the lounge.

“If we have everything we need...” she said.

He watched her with wide eyes as she went out of the dining room.

“You never cease to amaze me Jules. Until last week I thought you just thought it was a crazy idea.”

“What?” she shouted from the other room.

He raised his voice.

“Really?... Tonight?”

Julie put her head back into the kitchen.

“Maybe,” there was a twinkle in her eye. “It's Friday, and neither of us has to go to work until Tuesday... We don't have anything else planned for the weekend... Can you think of a better time? You're not going to chicken out now are you?”

He shook his head.

“I don't know Jules. It's a bit...”

She put her head on one side and gave him a look.

“A bit 'cold light of day'?... A bit scary?... A bit what?”

He shook his head again.

“You're just going a bit fast that's all.”

She left the room and shouted.

“Well, hurry up with that coffee before I lose interest.”

He brought the coffee into the lounge. The coffee table was strewn with all sorts of packets.

“You'd better put that on the hearth,” she said, “Can I open this packet now?”

He put the tray down.

“Go ahead,” he said, and started pouring the coffee.

Julie started cutting open the big parcel and soon pulled out a clear plastic bag containing a big shiny metal tool that looked like a massive pair of pincers.

“Damn. That's huge,” said Frank.

“Well,” said Julie, “this is the size they use for adult bulls and horses. So it should be more than big enough for you sweetie”.

Frank's hand shook slightly as he poured the coffees. Julie took the big pincers out of their protective plastic. She worked the handles and opened and closed the jaws.

“Are you strong enough to work that Jules?”

She pressed the handles together with more force and they snapped tight shut.

“Goodness, these are powerful,” she said, “But that's the idea, isn't it?”

Frank looked at her over his coffee.

“Is all that power going to your head Jules?”

She laughed and snapped the Burdizzo at him mockingly.

“Damn right it is mate. I was never going to do this without making sure it would be fun.”

She gave him a wink and put the heavy tool down.

“What else have you got there Jules?”

She picked up a couple of packets from the table. I've got some nice little syringes, and some fine needles,” she picked up a small bottle, “This is xylocaine to make your balls numb. And this...” she held up a little tube, "is Emla cream to make your ball sack numb. Other than that, I have some surgical scrub to clean your skin and this instrument, and some gloves.” She looked very pleased with herself.

Frank didn't know how he felt, but he knew it had something to do with fear.

“You look all ready to use that stuff Jules.”

She laughed.

Frank's heart beat hard in his chest and he felt his palms become sticky.

“So there's nothing to stop us doing it tomorrow...” she said. “Or even tonight, if you like...”

Frank tried not to let his hand shake as he poured more coffee into their cups.

“Am I allowed to say I'm a bit scared?”

She smiled and reached for his hand.

“Of course you're scared honey. Any boy would be scared at the thought of losing his balls.”

She sat on the floor beside him and looked him in the eye.

“But just because we have this stuff now, it doesn't mean we have to do it now, or at all. If you like, I'll put it away and we can turn in for an early night.”

Frank searched for something to say.

“It's just that it's suddenly going a bit fast for me Jules.”

She kissed him on the cheek.

“Tell you what,” she said, “why don't you go and have a nice soak in a hot bath. You can shave your cock and balls. I'll take this stuff up to the bedroom on a tray and then join you in the bath... I'll scrub your back if you like.”

A few minutes later Frank found himself making for the stairs.

“I love you,” she called after him.

He turned and looked at her.

“I love you too Jules. You've no idea how much.”

She blew him a kiss.

“Yes I do,” she said.

After bathing they went to the bedroom. Frank sat on the bed and looked at the tray of instruments and things.

“I have 'butterflies' in my tummy Jules.”

Julie stood naked in front of him with her hands on her hips.

“Naturally,” she smiled. “As I said, we can do this any time we like, or not at all.”

He smiled up at her and pulled her to him. He kissed her breasts, and she put her hands on his shoulders. Then she pushed him backwards onto the bed.

“Lets see how you did with that razor then.”

She knelt down between his thighs and gently took hold of his balls.

“Mmm,” she said, “Nice and smooth.” She started to roll the cord of his left ball between her thumb and finger, “Easy to feel the spermatic bundle,” she said, “Should be easy to crush this, but it might be tricky to hold the cord in place against the side of the scrotum while I get the Burdizzo into the right position.”

Frank lifted his head.

“Are you sure you know the right position Jules?”

She looked him in the eye.

“I've helped with quite a few vasectomies Frank.”

He let himself fall back and managed a slight laugh.

“Yes. That makes you an expert.”

She let go of his balls and stood up.

“I do know my anatomy Frank. Look. What's going on here?”

“I'm sorry Jules. I guess I'm just a bit intimidated by your being so matter-of-fact about this.”

“I'm sorry Frank, but the reason I hesitated to take this idea seriously was because someone has to be matter-of-fact about actually doing this. It's one thing to share a fantasy in the heat of sex. It's quite another to do a castration, safely, and get it right.” She was standing and looking down on him, “I've had to think this through very carefully.”

“Of course you have Jules. Look. I'm sorry sweetie. I'm just a bit scared. That's all.”

She sat on the bed beside him and patted his thigh.

“That's okay darling,” she said, “I'm a little scared too and I'm probably forgetting to go at your pace. How about we try to relax and take things slowly?”

He lay back again and stared at the ceiling.

“That's no good Frank we can't have you keep sitting up and lying down. Turn round and get comfortable against the pillows.”

Frank re-arranged himself on the bed.

“That's better,” she said, “Now you can relax and see what I'm doing.”

Frank tried to relax.

“Jules,” he said, “Do you realise just what it is that you are doing?”

She sat on the bed beside him and stroked his face.

“I do sweetie. I'm making a dream come true.”

She let her fingers trace the side of his face, then she brushed his left nipple with her index finger. The nipple responded instantly by puckering up.

“Such responsive nipples,” she cooed. Her fingers walked down his stomach to his cock. It was hard by the time she touched it. “And such a fine responsive cock too. But it's far too demanding.”

Frank let out a long sigh, “Yes,” he whispered.

“So maybe I should calm him down by nipping his balls?” Julie addressed Frank's penis as though it could understand her. Frank himself answered,

“If you want to darling.”

Julie stroked his penis, from the sensitive underside of the head right down to the root of the shaft between his balls. His penis responded by swelling to it's fullest.

“How am I doing lover?” she whispered, “Not going too fast for you now?”

Frank had closed his eyes.

“I love you Jules.”

She smiled.

“And you still want me to castrate you?”

Frank's cock leapt on his stomach.

“I've never heard you use that term before Jules.” He was breathing hard.

“But that's what it is,” she said, “isn't it? Your castration. I was never going to let anyone else do this.”

Frank's heart was pounding.

“You do still want me to castrate you, don't you honey?” Julie was gently stroking his hard cock. Frank opened his eyes and breathed hard.

“Yes,” he said.

“Then you lie there comfortably while I prepare a couple of things.”

“Jules?”

“Yes lover?” she replied as she fiddled with things on the tray of medical things.

“I'm so excited. I'm... trembling.”

“I know sweetie,” she said, “You're trembling, but it's alright... I'm not.” She smiled and continued to prepare the things, “I guess I can do this without getting too stressed because I'm doing things to patients all the time. They're usually a bit scared.”

She turned to him and smiled.

“But I am a little bit nervous,” she said, “It's not every day that you get to castrate your husband...”

He had no answer for that. He reached out with a leg and gave her leg a stroke with his toes.

“Now be good,” she said, “I want you to lie on this.”

He rolled aside and she spread a clean towel on the bed. He lay down again on the rough towel. She went back to her tray and Frank admired her curves as she got the things prepared.

Julie turned round and stood there wearing nothing but latex gloves and an almost transparent plastic apron. Somehow it made her look even sexier than when she was naked. In one of her hands was a small hypodermic syringe and in the other was a shiny stainless steel dish. She tilted her head slightly and smiled.

“Ready?”

Frank gasped. He felt his penis growing as he looked at her.

“Honey you look... Amazing,” he said.

She giggled and bent over him.

“Open your legs a bit,” she ordered. Then she gently swabbed his genitals with a cool liquid.

“I was expecting that to sting,” he said.

She looked at him sternly.

“I know what I'm doing here Mister.”

He grinned at her.

“I love it when you take charge Jules.”

She returned his grin.

“I know Frank. Now keep still and let me numb one of your balls.”

Frank tried to relax but it wasn't easy. Julie had a small syringe in her hand and was approaching his genitals.

“I'm going to do your right one first,” she said. Frank closed his eyes kept still as Julie took hold of his scrotum and felt for his ball cord. Then he felt a sharp prick as Julie injected his ball cord. A little while later he felt another prick followed by a strange feeling in his ball. He heard a click as Julie put down the syringe. Then he felt her fingers massaging cream into the skin of his scrotum.

“It's a good job it's warm in here,” she said, “Your sac is nice and loose.”

Frank could feel tingling, and a warm sensation spread over his scrotum. His cock was now at full erection.

“That's hot,” he said.

“You'll be numb in a minute or two. Are you ready to lose these?” she said, giving his balls a little tug.

He sighed and his cock twitched.

“I love you.”

She smiled at him.

“I'll take that as a yes.”

She sat on the bed beside him and very lightly stroked his cock. He closed his eyes and sighed.

“That's lovely Jules.”

She continued to stroke his hard penis.

“You have a very beautiful cock,” she said. Then she took hold of his balls and separated them.

“Can you feel that?”

He looked at her quizzically.

“What?”

“I'm testing to see if you're numb yet. I'm sure you would normally have felt that. I'd say that's long enough. And this...” she said, stroking his twitching penis, “This gets long far too frequently.”

She looked at him with sparkling eyes.

“I think it's time to do something about that.”

Frank let out a low moan. His penis was straining at full erection. Pre-cum dripped onto his abdomen.

“You're wonderful,” he said.

“I know,” she said as she leaned forward to kiss his penis.

“So are you, my lovely man.”

She smiled at him, then went back to her tray. This time when she turned around she was holding the shiny new Burdizzo. She stood and smiled at him, giving him time to admire the way she looked with the heavy castrating tool in her hands.

Frank couldn't think of anything to say. He watched in awe as she approached with the Burdizzo and brought it between his legs. She opened the handles of the tool and he felt the castrator's coldness as her fingers worked the right side of his scrotum between the smooth blunt jaws. Then, resting one of the tool's long handles on the bed, she carefully felt with her finger and thumb for his ball cord. She made sure it was to the side of the sac as she slowly closed the Burdizzo's jaws to gently clamp the cord a little above his ball. She made sure that she only had a little of his scrotum in the clamp, and then closed a little more.

“That's about right,” she said

“I'm not watching,” he said.

“That's ok,” she said, and she increased the pressure slightly. The jaws of the tool gripped Frank's flesh tightly.

“I can feel that,” he said breathing deeply, “but it doesn't really hurt.”

She increased the pressure a little more, making sure with her fingers that his cord didn't slip. Then she took hold of both handles.

“Ready lover?” she said.

He took a breath and let it out slowly.

“Yesss...”

She pressed the handles together. The jaws crushed his flesh with a slight crunch as the handles closed with a snap. Frank carried on exhaling for a few seconds, then caught his breath and continued to breath deeply.

“Okay?” asked Julie.

“Not too bad,” he said, “I could feel it alright, but it's okay.”

“Good,” said Julie, “I'm just feeling to make sure your cord didn't get away... That's okay. It's in the jaws. Now we wait until it's done it's job.”

How are you doing lover boy?”

Frank's mouth was dry.

“I could do with a drink of water,” he said.

“Can you hold this?” she said. Frank supported the weight of the Burdizzo as she got his glass of water from the bedside table.

“I still feel a bit shaky Jules.”

“I found it easier than I expected,” she said, “But we could call it a day if you like, and do the other one when this one's healed?”

He thought about it for a while.

“Julie... One of the main things about doing it ourselves is that we're private.”

“I know,” she said, and smiled at him, “I'm being too matter-of-fact, aren't I?”

“Well...” he said, “You are, a bit.”

She winked at him and had a think. Then she took hold of his limp cock.

“So, I just busted one of your lovely ballsies,” she said, “The question now is whether to do the other one?” She took over holding the Burdizzo and Frank relaxed again. Julie chuckled.

“I think I'll take evidence of arousal as an invitation to do the other ball too.” She found the pre-cum that had dribbled from his limp cock and started to massage it around his glans with her thumb.

Frank smiled and let out a low moan.

“You cruel bitch,” he smiled.

She chuckled and continued to slowly rub his cock with one hand. It was getting firmer.

“Your cock seems turned on by the idea of my taking both your balls tonight.”

Frank moaned again, his cock was now up to full hardness in Julie's hand.

She looked at the bedside clock.

“Time's up,” she said, and let go of his cock. She opened the jaws of the heavy tool and put it on the tray. Then she came back with a syringe and took Frank's ball sac in her hands again.

“Goodness” she exclaimed, “It's a good job I only took in a little bit of your scrotum. It nearly bites right through.”

Frank was looking at the ceiling.

“I'll take your word for it,” he said. Then he felt the prick of Julie's needle. But it was duller this time. A moment later Julie spoke.

“You didn't feel that fourth injection did you?”

“No.”

“Good,” she said, “Then we'll be able to get on as soon as you're ready. Now then Frank. I'm going to put the Burdizzo in place, and I want to see your cock stand up big and hard... as I castrate you.”

His hard cock jumped and bucked, and Frank let out a moan.

“Oh Jules,” he muttered, “I love you.”

She was fiddling his left ball cord into the jaws of the Burdizzo. It was easier this time.

“I love you Frank, and I'm about to castrate you.”

He moaned again and his breathing quickened.

“You're far too randy Frank and I'm doing something about it.”

She had his ball cord in the correct position and was gently closing the handles. The jaws squeezed down on Frank's remaining ball cord and fixed it in place.

“Ohhh,” he sighed, “I can feel that.”

She saw his cock twitch.

“In a few moments Baby, I'm going to crush this ball cord and make you into my eunuch husband.”

Frank let out another long low moan. His cock was standing straight up now. Pre-cum was dripping from the head.

“You will feel it when I crush your cord Frank, and you'll know that I've castrated you.” She squeezed the handles together a bit more, and Frank let out another moan.

“Yesss,” he hissed.

Julie checked with her fingers that his cord had not slipped, then she took a firm hold of the handles.

“Are you ready to become my eunuch?”

He was tossing his head from side to side. His erect penis was pulsing.

“Feels so good,” he gasped, “Yess...”

“Remember this for always Frank,” said Julie, and she closed the jaws firmly. There was that 'crunch' sound again, and Frank let out a gasp. His semen spurted from his cock.

Julie smiled and whispered, “I love you Baby.”

Frank continued to pant for a while. Julie felt around the jaws of the Burdizzo.

“Good,” she said, “I've got your cord properly crushed here sweetheart,” I just have to keep this closed long enough that blood flow to the ball won't start again.” Frank sighed. “Your balls should shrivel up now. I've castrated you Frank.”

“Oh Jules,” was all he could say.

A few minutes later Julie released Frank's second ball cord from the jaws of the Burdizzo. Then she cleaned up and tucked him into bed. She took away the castration kit and came back with a small plastic bag containing a packet of frozen peas.

“Here Babe, put this on your scrotum to control the swelling.”

She fished a packet of pills out of her pocket.

“But sit up first and take a couple of these painkillers Frank. I expect it's going to be very sore when the anaesthetic wears off.”

Frank sat up a bit and washed the pills down with half a glass of water.

“It already hurts quite a lot.”

She gave him a sympathetic look and kissed him.

“I'll come to bed soon. You just keep yourself warm, and those balls cool.”

Frank snuggled down.

“You did it to me Jules,” he said.

Julie smiled back at him.

“I certainly did. Now let me look after you while you heal.”

A little later Frank felt the bed move as Julie slipped into bed with him. She kissed him lightly on the shoulder and then lay on her back beside him. A minute later he felt the bed move again. This time it was a rhythmic movement. Julie was masturbating beside him. He thought about letting her know he was aware of what she was doing, but then he felt her toes touch his foot.

“I castrated you... with the Burdizzo, Frank,” she breathed, “My pussy's very wet...”

He could feel the tension in her leg as she pressed it against his. He smiled in the darkness as she masturbated beside him.

“My clit's aching, it's so hard...”

“I can't help you tonight Jules... Too sore.”

“It's okay...” she gasped, “Fuck me soon Frank...”

He felt her go rigid beside him and then she let out a great gasp and the bed shook several times.

“Mmmm. That was lovely,” she sighed, “I haven't been so turned on in years.”

Frank's scrotum was a bit swollen and went through several colours of bruising over the next fortnight. By the third week after his castration the swelling was gone and the Burdizzo marks were just red lines.

Frank came home and found Julie putting the mower away.

“Have you cut all the grass?” he asked.

“Yes, and I'm knackered,” she said, “how was it at work?”

“My balls haven't been aching so much this week, but I've been feeling ever so hot now and then, and for some reason I'm really tired. Perhaps it's low testosterone”

She kissed him and they held hands as they walked towards the house. She put the kettle on and leaned against the kitchen counter.

“Go on lover,” she said, “What are your symptoms?”

Frank got the tea making things onto a tray.

“Well, like I said, I have been feeling a bit hot now and then. It happens in bed at night too, so I think I might be having hot flushes.”

“Might be,” she said.

“Also, I didn't have a hard on when I woke up today, or yesterday.”

“Really?” She said, “Maybe I should examine you later.”

He poured boiling water into the teapot.

“Yes. And I think my balls have been shrinking too.”

Later in the evening, after they'd showered, Frank walked into the bedroom.

“You might be right lover,” she said, “I don't think they hang down so much.”

He walked over to where she sat on the bed. Julie reached out and cradled Frank's balls in her hand.

“You're right sweetie. They are slightly smaller, and kind of spongy.”

“Yes,” he said, “and do you think my cock seems smaller?”

She looked up at him and smiled.

“Smaller because he's not getting hard so often I'd guess. He would normally get hard simply because of being talked about. And this,” she said, feeling his balls, “would definitely have got him interested.”

“I know. I have very little feeling in my balls.”

“But he's getting hard now,” Julie chuckled. “Maybe we should take advantage of that while we can.”

She pulled him onto the bed and reached for the lube.

“Come on lover boy. Let me have that hard-on.”

She lubed up his cock and guided it into her.

“I love you,” he said.

“I love you too... My eunuch husband. Now, let's see if you can fuck me with that poor little shrinking penis.”

Frank thrust slowly.

“I keep thinking...” she said, “I castrated you!” Julie felt him thrust harder and held him tightly, enjoying the feeling of having him inside of her. “And I love you more for giving me your balls.”

“I know,” he grunted, “and I love you more for taking them.”

He was thrusting fast now. She gripped his back with her fingers.

“Fuck me.”

He thrust on for a minute then slowed down. She relaxed. Frank relaxed too.

“This is hard work,” he said, and rolled over to lay on his back beside her.

“Don't worry lover. It was nice. I'll finish you off by hand.”

She got a squirt of lube in her hand, sat beside him and took his semi hard penis in her fingers.

“So,” she said, “it looks like your hormones are running out fast. When did you last come?”

His cock was responding to her touch. “I had a wank yesterday morning, but today when I tried I kind of lost interest.”

Julie's hand was moving rhythmically now.

“I don't think that's ever happened before,” he said, and he thrust his hips and pushed his cock into her hand. She tightened her grip a little and he came. His ejaculation was not powerful.

“Well, that's not much spunk considering you haven't unloaded today.” Julie commented. “And it's a bit watery.”

She wiped it off his stomach with a tissue.

“I think you're my eunuch now Frank.” She kissed him.

“I know,” he sighed, “I'm all yours now.”