Neurtering, Inc

Seek and you shall find, story of fantasy turned to reality.

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I just got a new computer, put all the latest and greatest software 
on it and began surfing the net.  I stumbled across a newsgroup about 
castrations. After reading all the various requests, stroking my hard 
9 inches of uncut meat, I shot a huge load all over the computer 
screen.  Several weeks went by and I found an address of guys who had 
already been castrated or wanting to be.  I decided I'd post my 
fantasy desires and see what happened.  I got lots of replies but 
most of it was just talk, nothing serious.  After several months I 
decided the castration syndrome was nothing more than fantasy.  I 
liked my balls and knew deep down that I'd never really be interested 
in giving them up. The urge was strong thinking of someone strapping 
my arms and legs down to a chair with my big nuts hanging over the 
edge; grabbing them and in one swift motion, slicing them off.   

About six month later, I got a e-mail from a guy which was to 
intriguing to let pass by.  His title was Neutering Inc.  He said he 
traveled around the world providing services to guys who were 
interested in becoming eunuchs. He had read my ad and was willing to 
help me out if I had my balls and was still interested.  I decided to 
reply and see where the fantasy would take me.  He responded, 
described his castration methods in great detail along with a form to 
fill out and sign, a castration video of his works and a PO Box to 
send him pictures of my genitals if I was interested.  



I took some Polaroid pictures, filled out the form, and send him a 
letter describing my fantasy.  Weeks went by and I'd began to think 
this was another hoach, forgetting about him, realizing he was 
probably another fantasy cutter, who was only interested in a few 
pictures to give him a cheap thrill. The castration video looked real 
enough though and I'd hoped he would at least send me another one.  



Late one Friday night, I awoke from a hard sleep, by a loud knocking 
on my back door.  I slipped a pair of boxers on, went downstairs and 
opened the door.  This good looking man, dressed in a tight black T-
shirt and black jeans greeted me, introducing himself as the man from 
Neutering Inc. He looked down, saw my hard dick and said it seems 
your glad to see me. He pushed past me and entered the kitchen, 
setting his bag on the table.  He turned, saying "well, don't look so 
surprised, shut the door and drop those shorts, I'm here to inspect 
what you're offering". Impatiently, he pulled them down himself and 
grabbed my balls pulling me toward the center of the room.   



He said, "at least you didn't lie about these balls, they're BIG, 
plump, and ripe for harvesting".  He pulled a chair out, pushed me in 
it and opened his bag.  I tried to get up but he swiftly shot his 
knee into my balls, making me fall to the floor, screaming in pain.  
While I was rolling around on the floor, he dumped his bag on the 
table. Grabbed a pair of handcuffs and pulled me back into the chair 
locking my hands behind my back.  He cuffed my ankles to the legs of 
the chair, and pulled my butt forward enough that my cock and balls 
fell over the edge of the chair.  He quickly tied rope around my legs 
to the arms of the chair and stepped back to look at his handy work.  



I began pleading with him that it had only been a fantasy and I had 
no intention of actually going through with it.  Being an eunuch was 
never something I really wanted.  He smiled and laughed, saying if 
that was the case; I should never have sent him the permission form 
along with my return address.  Only an idiot or someone really 
serious would do that.  He flipped the kitchen overhead lights on, 
left me tied up and went to his car.  He returned shortly with a set 
of lights, a camera, and another bag.  He searched through my kitchen 
until he found a pot, filled it with water and put it on the stove to 
heat.  He focused the camera on my genitals and turned it on.  He 
picked up shaving cream, covered my crotch, and with a straight razor 
began removing all my hair.  He pulled my balls out and took extra 
care insuring there weren't any stray hairs left, then covered my 
genitals with antiseptic lotion.  He dropped his instruments in the 
boiling water and squatted down between my legs and began fondling my 
cock and balls.  Even as scared as I was, my cock responded and 
reached its full nine inches in seconds. He washed my genitals, 
squeezed my balls, leaned over and began sucking my cock.  He 
gradually began chewing of my foreskin, nibbling on my cock head, and 
gently rolling my nuts around in their sac.  He pulled off my cock 
and went for my balls. Pulling them down in their sac, biting on them 
pushing them out of his mouth and chewing on my sac.  The sensations 
were so great my cock started shooting. He spit my balls out just in 
time, going down on me just as my sperm shot into his mouth.  He 
sucked until my cock softened and then let it flop out of his mouth. 
My balls and sac immediately loosened up and hung low and lifeless.  
A very contented set of nuts.  



He washed my cock and balls down with alcohol and put a noose around 
my nuts containing a 5-pound weight and let it hang stretching my sac 
and nuts even more.  He got up, turned the camera off, took his 
instruments out of the boiling water and stripped.  He told me he 
wanted me to see what an eunuch looked like before I joined the 
brotherhood.  He turned around and staring me in the face was a 
really fat cock with a big P/A hanging out the end and a very loose 
but empty sac.  He walked over and stuck his cock and sac up close to 
my mouth and told me to lick and explore all I wanted.  I couldn't 
believe I actually did as he told me, but the sight of an empty sac 
sent my mind into overdrive and my cock went rock hard again. He told 
me he knew then that my desire to be castrated was more than just 
fantasy, and I had to nod in agreement.



After about 10 minutes of my sucking and chewing on his cock and 
empty sac, he pulled away.  He said he had read my letter over and 
over again and had memorized all the details.  He wanted to know if 
there was anything I'd left out.  At once, I started protesting that 
the letter wasn't accurate at all and had only been a fantasy. He 
greased a catheter and pushed in down my urethra into my bladder. 
Immediately my piss started to flow. He held it over a container and 
once my bladder was drained he dropped my cock leaving the catheter 
in place.



He pulled a syringe out and began injecting fluid in and around the 
base of my cock and sac.  He waited about 10 minutes and started 
probing to see if I felt any pain.  He turned the camera back on, 
removed the noose, picked up a scalpel and started slicing around the 
sac and up over my cock.  He would blot the cut and once the bleeding 
slowed down to a trickle, begin cutting again. He  separated the skin 
at the top of my cock and after finding the ligaments holding my cock 
to the pelvis bone, carefully cut all three of them. He gently pulled 
at my cock and it looked as though another 3 inches of cock came out 
from my pelvis.

  

He sliced the sac open enough to expose the membrane separating the 
sperm cords and cut that away, pulling ever so gently the sac started 
slipping down exposing the cords and then my nuts were dangling down 
pass the edge of the chair. Ever so gently he began suturing the 
cords; making sure they were tied off and ready for the final cut. 
Without a second thought he picked up the scalpel, grabbed the nut 
and sliced it off.  He laid it down on the table and grabbed the 
other. One slice and I began the first stage of my brotherhood.



Next he slipped a ring down over my cock to the base and then 
another, restricting the blood flow.  Before my cock had time to 
harden he picked the scalpel up and sliced between the rings 
separating my cock from my body.  My mighty cock, which now measured 
some 13 inches, was pulled off the catheter and laid down beside my 
severed nuts.  He began stitching and suturing my cock stem and once 
completed removed the ring.  I expected to see blood spurt all over 
the place, but there was very little.  He saw the expression on my 
face and smiled saying he had performed a number of penectomies and 
knew what he was doing.  Next he began suturing the remaining flap of 
loose sac skin together closing up the wound where my genitals had 
once been.  All in all it had taken only about 2 hours to completely 
eliminate my manhood.  Now I was a total eunuch in every sense of the 
word. He got up, placed my genitals in a container of formaldehyde, 
picked the camera up and zoomed in on the container, directed the 
camera back to my empty crotch, shut the camera off, put the 
container between my legs, turned the camera back on and took a 
couple more shots and ended the video of my castration.



He released me from the chair, carried me upstairs and put me to 
bed.  He gave me a couple of shots and I was out like a light.  The 
next morning I awoke to see him setting beside my bed with a cup of 
coffee.  He took great care of me over the next 3 days, checking on 
my stitching, and attending to my every need.  I was given 
antibiotics and was sedated, but when I woke up I went into a 
depressed state.  I have to admit, he really had a great bedside 
manner, and as I recovered from the shock of what had happened, he 
talked me through the most difficult time.  He told me we all went 
through an adjustment period, but once I was fully recovered I'd 
adapt with no problem.



Before he left, he gave me a list of guys who were looking for eunuch 
companions and told me to contact them once I'd healed.  



Several months went by before I looked at the list, and by that time 
I was desperate to talk to someone, so I began to call.   The first 
guy on the list weighed in over 300 pounds and was shorter than my 6 
foot, so I ruled him out immediately.  The next guy had just met an 
eunuch, and wasn't interested.  The third guy told me he was very 
interested and arranged for me to fly out and met him.  I flew out on 
a Monday and he greeted me at the gate.  His name was Mr. 
McForrester. He was president of a large company, married, with 10 
children, six boys and 4 girls.  He was looking for a personal 
assistant to run errands and attend him wherever he traveled.  He 
told me he liked my looks and felt I'd be an asset to him and his 
business, if I were interested I had the job.  He told me the main 
reason wanting an eunuch was two fold.  First, he was assured, I 
wouldn't be a danger to his children, and since he was away on 
business most of his time, I'd fell in as his fuck companion.  His 
wife wouldn't be jealous thinking I was a man and gave him a lot of 
grief about having a women secretary, and without my cock and balls 
staring him in the face, I'd just be another fuck hole. The idea of 
being his fuck hole was a real turn on, considering he was a real 
hunk of a man.  I accepted on the spot and began my new life.  
Shortly after moving into my new apartment I received a package along 
with a letter.  I opened the letter and was surprised when I saw it 
was from Neutering Inc.  He congratulated me on my new position and 
said the package was for Mr. McForrester.  The next morning when he 
arrived to pick me up for our first out of town business trip I gave 
him the package.  He opened it and there before me was my cock and 
balls encased in a clear Lucite cube.   He told me that was the most 
unique paperweight he'd ever received and wanted me to keep it on my 
desk so we could both admire it when he came over. I must have 
fainted because the next thing I knew I was laying on the floor 
looking  up into his eyes.  

It's been over a year and I'm totally devoted to my employer, and am 
told I'm the best fuck boy he's ever had.