The Cutter
By: John Burton

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A cutter learning his trade.

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Bill became a cutter out of circumstances, rather than as a conscious decision. Bill grew up in the country, and worked on a large farm until he was 25 years old. In that time, Bill had developed the skills of castrating animals to a very high degree. He could castrate a bull calf in minutes, not only was this fast, very few animals became sick and died. The farmer knew that if he had Bill cut his bull calves, he would lose very few of them.

Bill was skilled with the knife, but he also could use elasterators or the Burdizzo clamp. Bill preferred the knife, but the clamp was his second choice particularly if it was a fly season, or if the animal was more than a few months old. He always thought elasterator rings, while sounding more humane, put the animal through much more pain.

Bill was a big man, standing just over 6 feet tall, but had very broad shoulders and a huge chest of more than 52 inches. Bill was very hairy, and rugged, and was quite capable of holding down the animal by himself while he castrated it. Mostly he had help as this made it faster and Bill could do more animals a day without being exhausted. All of the other men respected Bill for his size and none wanted to cross him.

Bill had been doing the cutting on the farm for years, up until he left the farm just after he turned 25. Just before he left, and event occurred which changed his life forever. Joe had been on the farm for as long as anyone could remember, he had turned up when he was a teenager and stayed ever since. Nobody knew how old Joe was, but he would have been at least in his mid 30’s. Joe performed general work on the farm, as he was not really capable of anything more. Like Bill, Joe was a big man, but not quite a big a Bill. Joe was extraordinarily strong, and was known for lifting things that took several men to do.

Joe had a problem which was disturbing everybody. It was always known that Joe was sex crazed, and he could be heard masturbating every night and often several times a night. As time went on, Joe was becoming more and more obvious about it, and it was disturbing most of the men. One day when they were cutting some older bull calves using a burdizzo clamp, one of the men commented that maybe this needs to be done to Joe too. Everybody that heard it laughed, but the idea was taken seriously.

That night several of the men were sitting around Bill and the subject came up again. “What would happen to Joe if we cut him?” asked Des, who was one who often helped Bill with the calves.
“Well it could cause real problems if we used a knife” said Bill, “I don’t know if you have noticed, but Joe has very big balls” he added.
“Could we use a Burdizzo on him?” asked Jim, who had been listening to the conversation.
“That would be safer, he would not bleed, and it is unlikely there would be any complications, that rarely happens when we do it to young bulls. Joes balls are about the size of a 3 month old bull, and I think he would bleed badly if cut, as a bull would” said Bill. “Anyway are you guys serious about castrating Joe? He does no harm!” he added.
“Joe is becoming a real pest as he masturbates all night and it keeps a lot of us awake. He does not have any kids, and who would want to marry him anyway? He does not show real interest in women, and I don’t think he would be capable of raising a kid if he had one” said Des. “Joe is just too thick”.
The others agreed, as they all knew if Joe lost his balls he would stop masturbating so often, and he did not show any desire to get married. He just stayed all the time on the farm and never went to town. After some discussion, they decided to think about it more.

After the discussion, Bill observed Joe for some time. Joe was quite dense, and was only capable of doing the most manual of work. He could not be trusted with anything at all complicated, as it would just not be done correctly, as he had no idea. Bill had heard Joe masturbating sometimes, and had actually caught him doing it behind the shed several times. Bill even took the opportunity to speak with Joe, and found that Joe really had no idea what his balls were for, and even had little clue about sex either, other than what he had heard the other men talking about.

It was not long before things happened again. It was a hot night and everybody was sitting around in shorts, except Joe, and no-one had an idea where he was. The discussion about castrating Joe came up again, as Des was angry with Joe as he had disturbed his sleep in the last night.
“We have to do something about him. His bed rocked all night and kept me awake” said Des in desperation.
“We should have his balls, it will fix the problem” said Jim, “He will not even miss them” he added.
The others agreed, so they decided to find Joe, take him to Bill’s room and castrate him with a burdizzo clamp.

When they found Joe, he was behind the toilet masturbating, and as Bill and Des walked around to where Joe was sitting, he groaned and shot a load of cum for several feet. Spurt after spurt of thick white cum shot from Joe and he masturbated his dick. They just stood and watched until Joe was finished. Joe did not seem at all disturbed by the fact he was watched, he used to masturbate in front of others until he was told off for doing it. When Joe had finished, Bill said to him “come with us, we need to talk to you”. Joe got up and followed closely behind them, as they made their way to Bill’s room.

“We want to inspect your balls, like we do to the calves” said Bill to Joe, who was not concerned at all, and dropped his shorts in front of them. By this time they had been joined by Jim, Peter, and Bob.
“Lay back on the bed, with your legs apart” said Bill and Joe complied. Bill felt Joe’s balls, and the chords leading to them. They were huge, as large as those on a 3 month old bull. Bill had never seen balls like this on a man before. They were firm and healthy, and must have been at least 3” long.
“Now I must give you a needle, you will just feel some light pricks and that is all” said Bill.
Bill took a new syringe and filled it with an anesthetic. Joe was not at all concerned about what was happening, and lay back allowing Bill to inject his ball sack and his balls. They left it for a few minutes, and then Bill squeezed Joe’s balls. Joe did not react, so Bill knew they were numb. Joe either did not care, or liked the attention he was getting. Before the anesthetic had its effect, Joe had got an erection when Bill was feeling his balls. Des handed Bill a burdizzo clamp, and Bill located it over the chords to Joe’s right ball, and squeezed the handles shut. There was a mild crunching sound as the lifeline to Joe’s right ball was crushed, but Joe did not react. After a minute Bill opened the clamp, and felt for the chords to Joe’s left ball. Once they were in place, he closed the jaws of the clamp and the crunching sound spelt the end of Joe’s left ball. Bill kept the jaws of the clamp closed for a minute to be sure that the chords were fully crushed.

Bill inspected the chords to Joe’s balls, and felt them swelling up where they had been crushed. In 30 minutes Joe’s balls would be dead, and his body would start absorbing them back. In a few months, there would be no sign of Joe’s balls, and he would be less sexually active.

Bill told Joe he could go, but asked him to come back if he felt pain. That night, Joe woke up Bill several times as his balls were hurting and Bill injected more anesthetic into them. Then he gave Joe pain killers, and told him not to work the next day. Joe was obviously in some pain for the next few days, but strangely did not seem to be aware of what really had happened to him.

This was the start of Bill’s cutting career. He had cut his first man.

Little did Bill suspect that Des had a problem, that now he was going to talk to Bill about. Des was also a big man, smaller than Bill or Joe, but still much larger than average. One night when they were alone, Des confessed to Bill that he was gay, and he had a real problem with it. He liked the lifestyle of living in the country, but knew he could not have sex with men, as he would be found out and terrible things could happen to him.
“I saw what a good job you did on Joe, and I want you to do the same for me” he said, while Bill was collecting his thoughts after being told this by Des. “If you cut out my balls, I will not be tortured by seeing all the men about me”, he added.
“Are you really sure?” Bill said to Des. “It is quite a big step to take.”
“I have thought about it since we did Joe, and yes, I want it done” said Des.
“Come to my room tonight and we will do it then” said Bill who was still shocked by Des’s confession and what he wanted to have done.

That night Des came to Bills room, and undressed in front of Bill. Des had clipped his groin hair to be quite short, which revealed that Des also had quite large balls. Des laid back while Bill injected anesthetic into his ball sack and his balls. Once they were numb, Bill picked up the Burdizzo clamp and started to feel the chords in Des’s right ball.
“Are you sure?” he asked while locating the chords in the clamp.
“Yes, go ahead” said Des bracing himself for the big crunch.
Bill closed the handles of the clamp, and crushed the chords to Des’s right ball. Then he located the chords to the left ball, and asked Des again if that is what he wanted. Des agreed, and in a few seconds his left ball was also dying. Again throughout the night Bill needed to inject more anesthetic and give Des strong pain killers. Des’s balls swelled up in the next few days then started shrinking, but the right ball returned to normal size while the left one continued to shrink.
“My left ball is going, but my right one is still normal, except that it continues to be very sore” Des told Bill one day. Bill examined Des’s balls, and agreed that the right one was still OK.
“Sometimes a Burdizzo does not work all that well, I do remember it was hard to find all your chords due to the anesthetic making everything swell” he told Des, “We will have to try again” he added.
Des agreed, and that night they repeated the same treatment, except this time Bill used much less anesthetic and applied the Burdizzo clamp again on the chords to Des’s right ball. Des felt the clamp more this time but could bear the pain. After a week, Des’s right ball was shrinking away, so this time it worked. This was the last cutting of men that Bill did while on the farm. Bill knew he had to use less anesthetic and risk the pain to minimize possible failure.

The work on the farm dried up due to a terrible drought, so Bill left to find work elsewhere. He ended up in a large town working with animals for a trader. Time went on, and Bill made quite a few friends. One day Jim, from the old farm happened to turn up and he joined Bill and his friends for drinks one night. Everyone had a bit too much to drink, and were sitting about telling stories. Jim brought up the subject of Joe, much to Bills embarrassment.
“You know Joe became quite quiet and no-one heard him masturbate since you cut him” said Jim in front of the others. “It was the best thing to do, as he is still a good worker, he just does not annoy us all night anymore” he added.
That opened up a conversation about Joe, and about castration in general. Bill was embarrassed by the whole thing yet no-one said anything negative to him.
“How is Des” asked Bill, trying to change the conversation.
“He is fine, he has become a lot quieter since you went too” answered Jim. Jim did not know that Des had also been castrated.
Bill quickly changed the conversation again, and the subject was dropped much to Bill’s relief.

However, it was not long before Bill was approached by one of his friends, Bob.
“My daughter has been fooling around with a man and now she is pregnant. She asked him to marry her, but found out he was triple timing her and had also got two other girls pregnant. As she found out more about him, he has a long record of doing this. He does not care; he seems to like to get women pregnant all over the place then drops them. We have to do something about this guy” said Bob to Bill.
“We cannot really do very much about him except hand him over to the police” said Bill.
“You castrated Joe, why can’t you do this guy too?” said Bob.
“Joe did not know what was happening, so there was not a problem. This guy will not lay back and just let us castrate him” replied Bill.
“What if I arrange for him to be “asleep” when you come” said Bob, “the police are not going to do anything about this guy, and this is the only solution” he added.
After some discussion, Bill agreed to meet Bob at his house, as long as the man was asleep so they could do their work without him knowing.

Some weeks passed, before Bob contacted Bill. He told him to be at his house on Saturday night at 9:00PM. The man would be there. When Bill arrived, the whole place was in darkness so Bill entered without anyone seeing him. Once he was inside, Bob met him and took him to the basement. There was the man, laid out stark naked on an old bed. He was deeply asleep, and would not stir when Bill shook him.
“We will not need anesthetic for this” said Bill, and got out his burdizzo clamp. Bill made sure by locating the chords into a tight bundle in the jaws of the clamp and holding the clamp closed for a minute each time. With half an hour, the sleeping man was castrated and was still fast asleep. Bill gave the man an injection of anesthetic to stop the pain when he awoke and left quietly, leaving Bob to look after getting the man away. Weeks later, Bob told Bill that the guy had awoken, and rushed to the hospital, but they could not save his balls. As far as Bob knew, the man had left town as no-one had seen him since.

Bill was not all that happy with the Burdizzo clamp, as he had noticed each time that the ball sack had developed large blood blisters where the clamp had been held closed, and he knew it was not all that reliable, as it had not worked on Des’s right ball. It worked 99% of the time on animals, but on humans it was not so effective, if he used too much anesthetic.
It was not long before Bill was approached by friends in his local bar, Pete who often drank with Bill. There was a man who was often at the bar who always caused trouble. Bill was aware of the man, but had never had anything to do with him. The man’s name was Burt, and he would always get into fights each time he was at the bar. Burt was a big man, and very aggressive, especially when he had a few drinks. Burt had a bad attitude to his fellow men, and regarded them all as weaklings, and treated them that way. He would not hesitate to beat up a man who crossed him, and crossing him meant that you did not do as Burt wanted. Burt was getting worse, and had hospitalized several men in the last few months. Something had to be done about this aggressive man.

One night Pete called Bill and told him he had seen Burt going home very drunk from the bar. Burt had been in a fight, and was kicked out of the bar as he was too drunk. Pete suggested that they visit Burt together, as he had a house on the edge of town. Bill agreed, and took his box of tools and met Pete near Burt’s house. Burt lived alone, as his last girlfriend had walked out on him, as he was too aggressive. When Pete and Bill arrived, they found the back door open to Burt’s house, and Burt was unconscious on the floor just inside. He had collapsed from excessive drink after he had opened the door.

Pete went to Burt’s shed and found some rope and tied Burt’s hands and feet while he was asleep. They also blind folded him and taped up his mouth. Pete found a big solid chair, which they moved into Burt’s bathroom. Between the two of them, they dragged Burt into the bathroom and set him in the chair. Burt was unconscious through the whole proceedings which made life for Pete and Bill easier. They undressed Burt, and tied his arms to the chair, and each of his legs they fastened to each leg of the chair.
Burt was a big man, and as it turned out, was very hairy and had a huge cock and very large, low hanging balls. His balls were the biggest Bill had seen on any man, and had only seen balls this size on young bulls. They manipulated Burt in the chair so that his groin was over the edge of the chair and fixed him there by putting cushions behind him. Once they were done, Burt was sitting, still unconscious, his huge frame tied firmly in the chair, with his huge balls hanging well below the seat.

“I will use a knife on this guy” Bill said to Pete, “I think it will be better and more effective. We just have to make sure the area is clean so he does not get an infection.”
“Do what you think is better” said Pete.
“Find a bowl for hot water, and I will find some shaving cream” said Bill to Pete.
In a few minutes Pete returned with a large bowl, and filled it with hot water. Bill took some of the hot water and wet the whole of Burt’s groin. Then he took a shaving brush and lather, and lathered up the whole of Burt’s groin. Once this was done, he produced a razor and commenced shaving the whole of Burt’s groin, paying particular attention to Burt’s ball sack. Once Burt was cleanly shaved, Bill washed his ball sack and groin in surgical alcohol to make sure it was totally clean.

The alcohol must have stung somewhat, as Burt started to come to, and when he realized that he had been tied up he started struggling violently. Bill and Pete had to push the chair with the struggling Burt against the bathroom wall, so that he would not tip the chair over. Burt was too well tied to break free, so he could only struggle against his bonds. This caused some problems for Bill, as each time Burt struggled his balls would almost disappear into his groin. Burt struggled all the more violently when he realized that his groin was being worked on. At this stage he still had no idea what was about to happen to him.
Bill and Pete put in surgical gloves, and Bill washed down Burt’s groin with iodine solution to be sure that it was sterile. Burt struggled violently when he felt his balls being manipulated and washed with alcohol, but he was totally helpless. As Burt was struggling, his balls would rise up to his groin and his dick was getting in the way. Bill indicated to Pete that he should hold Burt’s dick out of the way, while he worked on his balls. Pete was pleased as he could see exactly what was going on.

Bill took his scalpel, wiped the blade with iodine solution, and grabbed Burt’s ball sack. Burt struggled hard, which helped Bill as he could get the sack without his balls being in the way. Bill positioned the scalpel on the joining line on Burt’s ball sack and made a cut about 2” long. Burt’s violent struggles increased once he was cut, probably because he realized that he was going to be castrated. Bill painted the cut with iodine which also helped stop the bleeding, then he started working Burt’s left ball down in the sack. Burt kept struggling and making groaning noises while Bill worked the ball down the sack. Bill lost the ball several times when Burt put on a violent struggle, but unfortunately for Burt, his balls hung too low, so Bill eventually worked the ball out through the slit in his sack.

Usually with animals, Bill used to just cut the thin sack containing the ball with all it chords, bluntly against his thumb. This helped seal the cut and reduce bleeding, but in the case of a fully developed man, Bill thought this would lead to too much blood loss. Therefore, he made another 2inch cut in the think skin coating, and pulled Burt’s ball free so that it was only connected by it chords. Then he picked up a small crushing tool and started crushing the chords one by one to the ball. This took a lot of time as Burt struggled violently with the pain. In 5 minutes, the last chord was severed and Bill dropped Burt’s left ball into a small bowl. Because they were individually crushed, the severed chords bled very little, so Bill put some disinfectant on them and pushed the remains back inside Burt’s ball sack.

Bill then reached for Burt’s remaining ball, and started working it out of the sack. Burt was nearing exhaustion, so this time it was easier to get it out. Again, he cut the thin sack to reveal the ball extended on its chords. Burt started struggling violently again when Bill started crushing the chords, which was now useless and the ball would now be dying. It still took another 5 minutes between all the struggles to sever the last chord and clean up the remains. Bill pushed the remnant thin skin sack and chords back inside Burt’s now empty ball sack, and placed several strips along the cut to keep it closed. A final wash with alcohol, and a light dressing meant the job was completed. Burt was now a eunuch, and would lose his aggression in a few weeks.

Bill finally gave Burt a sedative, and when he was relaxed, they untied him and put him in his bed, cleaned up and left quietly. In the following weeks, Burt was not seen for several days, and after that he rarely ever went to the bar to drink, and his aggression decreased. Pete and Bill never heard much about Burt again. Bill now felt he had perfected the art of surgical castration of a man. He was now a good cutter.

In only weeks, they had the hottest summer they had experienced for a long time. Bill had purchased a small house on the edge of town and had settled in. One night, there was a knock on the front door. Bill answered it and it was Tom, another man Bill had met in the town.


Tom had heard the story about Bill cutting Joe some time ago, and had thought about it often. Tom was very sexually active, and was afraid he would get into trouble one of these days because of it. He was afraid to go out much as he would be tempted to take one of the women home and get into trouble. Tom was worried as he would cum in large spurts, and produced so much cum that he has several condoms break. He had already got several women pregnant, and had 6 children by his last wife, who left him because of his insatiable sex drive. Tome had decided that he should lose one ball to see if that would fix the problem, as he thought this would decrease his sex drive.

Tom told his story to Bill, who sat and listened quietly the whole time.
“Removing one ball will not slow down your sex drive much at all” he said once Tom had finished. “Really you need to remove both to get any decrease, and even then you could still be quite active” he added.
“Well at least with one ball, I would produce much less sperm and not break condoms” said Tom, trying to find a way out.
“I can show you a book which says that sperm makes up little of the volume of semen. With only one ball, you would not notice any decrease in semen” said Bill, “have you thought of just having a vasectomy?”
“I did, but the doctor will not do it for me, and anyway it would not stop my sex drive” said Tom.
“True, then the only way out of your problem will be castration. It will decrease your sex drive quite a lot, how much is very dependant on your genetics. If you have a super high drive now, you will probably still have some drive when castrated” said Bill.
“O.K. I want you to castrate me now then” said Tom.
“If you are sure, then come inside and let me have a look at you” said Bill.

They walked inside, and Tom took off his shirt, boots, and shorts revealing quite a large hairy body, average size cock, but quite large balls. Bill felt Tom’s balls, and commented that they were large, and they felt healthy. He asked Tom to go to the bathroom and followed him in. He took a pair of clippers and clipped off Tom’s pubic hair, revealing his large low hanging balls.
“Well we will not have any trouble getting at them” said Bill. “Please hop under the shower and get your groin wet” he added as he looked for his shaving brush, shaving cream, and razor. “Now stand with your legs apart”.
Tom did as he was told, and Bill lathered his groin and started shaving his groin with the razor.
“Stand now with one leg raised on the bath” said Bill.
Tom complied and Bill shaved the inside of Tom’s groin. Tom changed to the other leg so Bill could complete the job.
“Now open your legs as far as possible so that I can shave your balls completely” said Bill.
Tom did as instructed while Bill stretched his ball sack down shaving off any remaining hair.
“Now take a long hot shower, so that you are completely clean, and your balls still hang low.” said Bill as he left the room.
Bill prepared his tool box while he waited for Tom to appear.

When Tome came out of the bathroom, Bill pointed to an old barbers chair in the room and asked Tom to sit with his legs over each of the arms. Bill added some cushions under Tom so that he sat comfortably, leaving his balls hanging free of the chair. Bill then inspected Tom’s balls carefully, and satisfied he took some alcohol and wiped it all over Tom’s groin. Bill then put some restrainers on Bills arms and legs so that he could not suddenly move. Bill then put on his surgical gloves, cleaned Tom’s balls again with alcohol and took a syringe and made some small injections in Tom’s ball sack. In a few minutes he injected Tom’s left ball. Tom jumped as it hurt a bit, but settled down until Bill injected his right ball. Again he jumped but settled down again. In a few minutes Bill squeezed Tom’s balls, and seeing it did not hurt, Tom was ready.

“This is your last chance” Bill said to Tom.
“No, go ahead” said Tom.
Bill picked up his scalpel, and squeezed Tom’s balls up into his groin so that he had plenty of Tom’s ball sack in his fingers. Bill chose the bottom of the ball sack and the join between the two halves to make a one inch long slit. He started working Tom’s left ball out through the slit, which was probably too small as it took him some time to get it out. Bill put some surgical cream on the slit to help reduce the bleeding. Tom’s left ball was now hanging below the ball sack, suspended in its thin skin covering.
“I usually cut the whole thing off on animals, but I think it would make you bleed too much” said Bill, “I will open up the covering and remove the ball alone” he added.
Bill stretched the sack away from the ball and made another slit in it. He then worked Tom’s left ball out of the slit to let it hang on its own chords. Bill took up a tool which looked like a pair of pliars, and placed Tom’s vas deferens in the jaws of the tool. He squeezed the handles, and the chord separated cleanly. Bill repeated this on all of the remaining chords, until at last Tom’s left ball was free. Bill put the ball in a small bowl.  He then worked Tom’s right ball out of the ball sack, and proceeded to remove it like the last ball. In 10 minutes or so, Tom’s right ball lay in the dish with the other one.

Bill cleaned up the remaining chords on Tom, and pushed them all back inside. He washed the area again with alcohol and surgical cream, and then dressed up the slit in Tom’s now shriveled ball sack. Tom was now a eunuch. Bill made up a bed for Tom to stay the night so that he could check on him during the night. The operation was a success, and Tom left the next day only slightly sore.

Bills reputation for cutting led Alan to make contact with Bill. Alan told Bill that he always wanted to get rid of his balls, he never liked them. Bill was suspicious of Alan, but after they had talked for some hours, Bill was satisfied that Alan did really want to lose his balls.
Alan was only an average size man, with average sized cock and balls. He had some body hair, but enough hair on his groin to require a full shave.
Bill got Alan to undress, and he clipped off his pubic hair and shaved him as usual. Alan sat in the barbers chair as instructed, and allowed himself to be disabled with the restrainers. Bill noticed that Alan had a full erection the whole time, but many men do this when they are being castrated so he took no notice. When Bill applied the alcohol, and injected Alan’s balls, Bill asked him for the last time whether he wanted to change his mind. Alan told Bill to go ahead, but as soon as Bill picked up the scalpel and made the slit in his ball sack, Alan admitted that he was living a fantasy and did not want to continue.
“Now you change your mind?” said Bill somewhat angry, “You have wasted my time with your fantasy”.
“I got a real kick out of it” said Alan in defense.
“So you are turned on by the idea of being castrated?” said Bill now getting quite annoyed with Alan.
“Yes, I often masturbate while thinking about it” said Alan.
Instead of closing up the hole in Alan’s ball sack, Bill squeezed out Alan’s left ball and let it hang. Alan protested but maintained his erection.
“I see you are still getting a kick out of this” said Bill taking his scalpel and making another slit in the thin bag covering Alan’s left ball. He squeezed the ball out of the sack allowing it to hang on its chords. Alan’s erection grew even larger, showing that he was still getting a kick out of it. Instead of removing the ball as usual, Bill worked on Alan’s right ball, getting it out of the sack, slitting the thin sack to allow it to also hang on its chords. Alan’s erection remained.
“You really are turned on by this, aren’t you?” said Bill, getting more annoyed.
Suddenly Alan’s dick moved by itself and shot a load of cum all over his own belly.
“OK, I see” said Bill reaching for his pliars like tool.
Bill took the vas deferens to Alan’s right ball, and severed it with the tool. Alan protested, but Bill went ahead and severed the vas to the other ball.
“Now you are sterile, you bastard” said Bill to Alan.
Alan’s erection started to diminish as he begged Bill to stop. Bill thought about it for a while and decided to continue. In 10 minutes Alan had lost both of his balls and was now a eunuch.
Bill dressed up the wounds in Alan’s ball sack and released him from the chair. Alan suddenly turned around and thanked Bill for continuing, much to Bill’s surprise.

It was not all that long before Bill was contacted by another man, Burt, who wanted to be castrated as well. Burt was a factory worker of Italian descent. He was quite a big man, much larger than his fellow workers, and much to their envy, Burt had a large cock and the biggest balls that anyone had seen. Burt was known for his ability to shoot his cum for at least 6 feet, and for the volume of cum that he produced. He also had a reputation for getting the local women into trouble, and some said that Burt had fathered at least 10 children and possibly even more.

Burt was getting concerned about his reputation and the expense he was facing to pay maintenance, and for terminations. He had sought after a vasectomy, but as he was unmarried and only 26, all of the doctors refused to perform the operation. Burt was getting desperate as he knew he could not control himself, and even condoms were not effective as he kept bursting them.

One night Burt sat drinking with his friend John, and eventually he told John of his predicament. John suggested to Burt that he should consider getting himself castrated as this would solve all of his problems. They discussed this at length, and Burt warmed up to the idea. He thought losing his nuts would prevent further pregnancies and help control his sexual urge. John knew that Burt hated losing his hair, so he also mentioned that being castrated would help stop Burt losing his hair, and it would stop his body from becoming even hairier. He told Burt about Bill, and eventually Burt made contact with Bill, and made an appointment to see him later that week.

Burt was losing his hair quickly, and he hated the thought of being bald, and he hated the fact that he was becoming extremely hairy. He liked his hairy chest, and so did the women, but he hated the fact that his back and shoulders were also getting more and more hairy. Even his chest was now so hairy that it was so black you could not see the skin beneath the hair.

Bill told Burt that he could castrate him with a burdizzo clamp, which would not be messy as there would be no blood. This convinced Burt that he should have this done, and they sat and talked for some time. Bill asked Burt to go into the bathroom and have a long hot shower and scrub himself fully, especially his genital area. Burt disappeared for half and hour and returned with a towel wrapped around himself. Bill was taken aback by the extreme hairiness of Burt, especially when Burt took off the towel in front of Bill. Burt’s groin was so hairy you could not see his balls, and all that could be seen of his cock was just the end protruding from all of the hair.

Bill asked Burt to stand near the workbench and he found his electric clippers. “You are so hairy, I am going to have to clip off all that hair around your groin, and up to your belly” he said as he switched on the clippers. When Bill had finished there was a mound of hair on the floor where Burt had stood. It was a hot night and Bill could see that Burt was sweating beneath all the hair, so he clipped Burt’s chest hair as well, just to stop the sweat running through the hair onto his groin. Once he had finished the clipping, Bill could see Burt’s two huge balls hanging several inches beneath his groin.

“I have never seen balls that big on a man before” said Bill as he lifted up Burt’s ball sack. “You only see balls this size on young cattle and horses, these are huge! How do you get around without hurting them? “ he asked. “I just am careful” answered Burt. “Well I am going to have to shave your balls, as they are far too hairy even clipped” said Bill, as he walked over and found a shaving brush and some shaving cream. Bill lathered up the whole of Burt’s groin, and took a razor and started shaving off the remaining hair from Burt’s groin. When that was done he washed the area down and dried it with a towel. Bill could not get over the size of Burt’s balls and he took a measuring tool and measured them. “Well they are over 3” long and at least 2” in diameter, huge for a man” he commented. Bill had been sterilizing the Burdizzo clamp and he took it out of the sterilizer and looked at it. “I really don’t think this tool will be right for you. Your balls are huge, and you ball sack is so thick and heavy. I really think I should use a scalpel on you, as the Burdizzo will probably not work to well” he said after a while. Burt thought for a few minutes and said “OK but can you be sure it will not bleed too much?”. Bill answered, I have all the equipment here to be sure of that”, so Burt agreed.

Bill asked Burt to sit on a stool which had a large part of the sat removed. Bill brought up two other stools for Burt to rest each of his legs upon. He legs were spread apart and his huge balls hung below the wooden seat, where Bill had plenty of access to them. Burt sat on the seat, his huge form was very evident, and his thick hairy chest made him look ultra masculine.

Bill felt Burt’s balls and the chords in them and pronounced them to be healthy, and that Burt had a very pronounced vas deferens leading to each ball. Bill washed Burt’s ball sack in alcohol, and took a syringe with a local anesthetic and proceeded to inject Burt’s ball sack in several places. In minutes Burt’s balls were losing all sensation, so Bill took the Syringe again and injected anesthetic into each of Burt’s balls. In a few minutes Bill squeezed Burt’s balls and he could feel no pain.
Bill picked up his scalpel and a small stool and seated himself in front of Burt. “Are you sure you want me to go ahead?” he asked. Burt nodded, so Bill felt for both of Burt’s balls and pushed them up out of the way, keeping several inches of ball sack between his fingers. Bill made a cut 2 inches long in the centre of Burt’s ball sack and proceeded to squeeze out Burt’s right ball. Once it was out of the sack, he painted the slit with some surgical fluid which stopped the bleeding. Bill squeezed Burt’s ball back inside the thin skin covering, and cut a hole in the bottom of the bag allowing Burt’s left ball to slip out and dangle freely on its own chords. Bill took up a special tool, located it over each of the chords, and one by one, crushed the chords until they separated. In a few minutes Burt’s left ball came away and Bill put it in a small dish. There was little bleeding, and Bill cleaned up the remaining chords and thin sack with surgical fluid, and pushed them back inside Burt’s ball sack. He squeezed Burt’s remaining ball out of the sack and proceeded to work on it like the left ball. In minutes this ball was free too, and Bill cleaned up Burt’s now empty ball sack and closed the slit with some surgical tape. He gave Burt some extra pain killers, and asked him to remain for the rest of the night so that there would not be any unexpected problems. The remainder of the night and the following days passed without an incident.

Burt was now infertile, he sex drive dropped, but never quite disappeared, and what pleased Burt more than anything, his hair started growing back on his head and he thought his body hair was now decreasing.

Bill had now castrated his 7th man.

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