Terry worked on a large farm with 10 other men in Outback Australia. They were all general hands who worked mustering cattle, and any other general farm duties.

Terry was a very large man, who in his early years played football and other contact sports. Terry was very good at defense as he could use his size to overpower most other men. He would have been a start player if it were not for his aggressive behaviour, which resulted in him being sent off the field too often. Terry was just over 6 feet tall, but had very broad shoulders, a 52” chest, and big thick powerful legs. This was of particular use to him when they were branding and castrating calves, as Terry could bring down very large calves by himself, where it would take two or more other men to do the same. Terry’s chest was covered with a thick thatch of dark brown curly hair, as were his arm and legs. His body was the envy of many other men, a model of masculinity.

Terry was somewhat vain and too self assured, as he treated the other men as if they were far inferior to him, and expected that no-one would cross him. Terry’s large size meant that often he did get his own way, as the other men would not challenge him. He used to like to get around naked in front of the other men, and would lather up and shave his huge balls in the shower in front of the other men, basking in the feeling of his masculinity.

One night, not long after he started working on the farm, the other men got somewhat drunk and had a ‘squirting competition’ where they stood in a circle and competed to see who could shoot the biggest load of cum, and who could shoot it the greatest distance. Terry dropped his shorts and pulled out a large dick, which he masturbated and in minutes he shot a load across the circle. Not only did he shoot the greatest distance, he shot out 5 or 6 large spurts that almost went as far. Terry won the competition outright, as none of the other men could match him in either case. After that Terry used to brag about his prowess and his superiority over the other men.

Terry also used to brag about his conquests of women, and claimed he had at least 10 kids who looked like him. The other men used to take this lightly, as bragging men usually are not as good as they say. However, the doubt was dispersed when it became general knowledge that Terry had made two women in the town pregnant. The other men than started resenting Terry not only for his prowess, but also that he did not care or take any responsibility for the women. Trouble really started brewing when Terry got one of the owners daughters pregnant.

It had been a long week, as then men had to go out and muster up all the cattle. There were several thousand of them spread out over a large area. It took the whole week to find them all and drive them into the stock yards. The farm was that large that they only mustered all the cattle once a year, and branded and castrated the new calves, and selected last years calves out to go to the market. Once they were sorted, Terry was assigned to castrating the calves with two of the other men. They did the very young claves first, as the three of them could manage, but when it came to the young bulls, another 4 men were assigned to help.

Terry used his large size to his advantage, and would grab a calf single handedly and drop it to the ground. He would keep it pinned there with his body while he moved around to grab hold of its back legs. When Steve was ready, Terry would hold the calves legs apart and still while Steve got out his knife, and cut out the animals balls. Steve was very skilled at castrating calves, and his technique was excellent, as the calves hardly bled, so the losses of calves were quite low. Once Steve had the animals balls out, then Tony would brand the animal while Terry still had it under control. Terry’s arms were very big and well muscled, and he could stop most of the animals struggles under both procedures.

It took two days just to castrate and brand the new calves, and once that was done they moved to the pen where there were calves who had become young bulls as they had been missed the previous year or were born just after the last muster. There animals were too large for Terry to bring down by himself, so he and Bob, who was also a large man, though not of Terry’s size, would use ropes to loop about the animal and bring it down. Bob would ties the front legs while Terry would control the back legs until Bob could come and help him, each taking control of a back leg. Once it was under control, with some extra help from the other men, Steve would castrate the animal and Tony would brand it.

They day was hot and as it wore on the men all had their shirts off, and just wore boots and shorts. Terry was covered in sweat and dust, which matted down his chest hair making him look very hairy. They had only a large bull to do before they finished, and it took all of the men to get it under control. They ended up typing its legs to the fence to keep it controlled enough while Steve cut out its balls. The animal was big and strong and it took all their effort to keep it under control. Once it had been castrated, Terry was one of the last to release the ropes binding the animal, and let it go. The big bull, jumped up and generated a huge cloud of dust as it scrambled to its feet.

As the dust cleared and the bull ran off, Bob grabbed Terry’s arms from behind and held him fast while the others all jumped in and grabbed Terry’s legs and brought him to the ground. Bob swung over and used his weight to pin Terry to the ground, and the others all changed their grip on Terry to bring him under control. When Terry hit the ground he was winded, and unable to defend himself for a few moments, which gave the other men the opportunity to completely disable him. Terry was so surprised by the attack, and he was still so self assured that he really did not think too much of it, until he realized that 7 men had indeed got him under control.

“Now do your work”, yelled Bob to Steve.

In the meantime, Steve had got a fresh blade for his knife, and he walked up to where Terry was pinned down. He took his knife and cut off Terry’s shorts, exposing his dick and large balls. “He has shaved his balls, which will make my job easier” he announced to the others. Steve in his highly skilled way grabbed Terry’s balls and positioned them in the sack so that he could cut part of the sack away without cutting the balls.

“This guy’s got balls like the bulls we have just castrated”, Steve exclaimed. “No wonder he had so much cum with balls this size” he added. Once Terry’s balls were positioned away from the bottom of his ball sack, Steve cut the bottom clean out of the ball sack, and squeezed the balls out of the hole so they lay outside, still in their thin skinned sacks. The shot of pain, and the realization of what was happening gave Terry renewed strength and he almost broke free. Steve hung onto Terry’s balls during the struggle, while the other men brought him back under control.

Steve worked Terry’s left ball out of his right hand to a position where he could cut with his left hand. “There goes his left ball” said Steve, as his knife skillfully sliced through the chords freeing the ball entirely. Terry struggled violently, but he was overwhelmed by the sheer number of men holding him down. Steve hung onto Terry’s right ball in case Terry drew it back inside where it would be difficult to get.

Once the struggles were under control, Steve brought the right ball out ready. “Now he becomes a Steer” he said as his knife sliced through the chords to Terry’s remaining ball.

Terry stopped struggling and went limp, he had lost his masculinity forever.