The first time, then forever.

My friend and I learn about sex and each other when we were just 14 
years old.  We continue to have sex and each others friendship to 
this day. we tell about or experiences and some gagets we made to 
play with.  We tell how we castrated each other.

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The first time I had given any serious thought to the genitalia of 
another person was in 1972.  I was 14 years old and a freshman in 
High School.  The town I lived in was spread out enough to have 
several grade schools, but still small enough to have only one high 
school.  Today, just as back then drugs sex and rock-roll (not 
necessarily in this order) were major influences on teenagers.  I 
had seen other boy’s nude before in the locker rooms after Physical 
Education class or in the dressing room of the Public Swimming 
Pool.  Like most other boys, I took the opportunity to look and 
compare my members to theirs.  Looking had to be done with great 
discretion as not to get caught and thus labeled a queer.  One of 
my peers caught my attention.  I wasn’t sure if it was his general 
build, blonde hair or the size of his cock.  Mark lived close to my 
house, but just across the district dividing line that we attended 
different grade schools.  Now that we were in High School, I 
thought that a friendship could develop.  I was right.  I started 
talking to Mark and found that we shared many of the same 
interests.  Mark invited me to his house after school one day, 
stating that he had some neat things to show me.  Curious, I went 
along with him.  Mark, is the youngest of three children in a 
family where both parents work, the oldest child is away at college 
and his older brother works and doesn’t want to hang out with him.  
This gives Mark the run of the house from 3:30 in the afternoon 
till 6:00 PM when his parents get home from work.  When we arrived 
at his house he took me to his bedroom and turned on his stereo.  
He said lock the door, just in case anybody comes home early.  I 
was a bit leery, but complied.  Mark then produced a cigar box 
containing pot.  Do you smoke? He asked.  No, I replied, not yet.  
He said he had stolen it from his brother’s room along with some 
porno magazines.  Mark put a light to the first joint and inhaled 
deeply.  A couple of joints later, I had gotten my first buzz.  
Mark was looking through one of the magazines and started to get an 
erection.  He stood up and said, check this out.  He went to the 
door of his room, opened it and whistled for his pet dog.  In came 
his Basset Hound, Max.  Mark then unzipped his pants, unbuckled his 
belt and pulled his underwear all the way down to his ankles.  He 
sat down on the bed and his pet quickly showed why they are often 
called mans best friend.  Max licked Mark’s balls, cock and even 
the crack of his ass.  Mark said you want some of this?  I said I 
didn’t know.  He said come on; you’ll like it.  With that he 
reached up and unzipped my paints and pulled them down.  Mark said 
have a seat on the bed and let Max do the rest.  I did and Max 
started to lick my balls and my cock.  When I looked over at Mark, 
he was jacking off.  Mark looked over at me and saw that I was 
getting an erection and asked if I jacked off?  No, I haven’t, I 
answered.  He said you should try, it is a great feeling.  Mark 
stood up, still tugging on his cock and said lie down on the bed; 
it will make it easier.  I wrapped my hand around my cock and 
started to jack-off.  Mark cummed all over the floor and called on 
Max to clean up the evidence.  My hand was getting tired and I 
found myself switching hands, stroking and switching hands again.  
Mark pulled up his pants and sat down on the bed.  He then reached 
up and started to rub my balls.  I was taken back, I didn’t know 
what to do next.  Mark said that he wanted to help me out, since it 
was my first time jacking off.  He reached up and pushed my hand 
aside and started to jack me off.  I thought some sort of machine 
had a hold on me.  His grip got tighter and I started to feel a 
load working it’s way up my cock.  I told Mark this and he said 
just close your eyes and don’t worry.  The next thing I knew, Mark 
had placed his mouth over the head of my cock and with in an 
instant I came.  I guess I was in a state of shock.  I got up and 
dressed.  I told Mark I had to go and would see him later.  He 
smiled and said please, don’t tell anybody about this.  During my 
walk home, I had the chance to think about all that just 
happened.  “My first high, my first cumming, contributing to the 
further delinquency of an animal, and being touched sexually by 
another boy.”  Mark and I grew closer as friends and would take 
turns spending the night at each other’s house.  This wasn’t a 
problem at my house either.  I was an only child and my mother had 
passed away several years before.  My father was a Physician and 
Surgeon, who worked long hours, in his practice.  After all others 
in the house would go to sleep, Mark and I would take turns jacking 
each other off.  On such night, Mark asked if he could suck my cock 
till I came.  I agreed and after I came I returned the favor.  When 
alone, I continued to experiment with different was to jack off.  I 
would use hand lotions, Vaseline, shampoo to lubricate my cock to 
make it last longer.  I found out that I was skinny and limber 
enough to bend over and get the head of my own cock in my mouth.  I 
had been developing a fetish about my balls.  I would tie a cord 
around my sack, tight enough that my balls could not slip out.  I’d 
then tied barbell weights to the other end of the cord, first 
starting with a 1 pound weight and eventually I ended up with 10 
pounds.  The cord was short enough that I could sit on a chair in 
my bedroom and the weights would tangle 4 inches off the floor.  I 
would sit there for hours doing my homework or watching 
television.  Many times I would jack off while the weights were 
still attached.  At night, when I was ready for bed, I had a 
different invention, but for my cock this time.  I took a longer 
piece of cord and tied it tight arround the head of my dick.  On 
the other end I tied on 15 pounds of weight and put it over the end 
of my bed, allowing it to dangle inches above the floor.  I used 
this procedure every night for over two years.  I think that I am 
happy with the results.  My penis is 11 ½ inches long and 1 3/4 
inches in diameter.  My balls also had appeared to grow in size.  I 
told Mark all about what I was doing and he decided to do the same 
thing to his penis.  His results were equally as impressive.  His 
penis measures up at 12 inches long and 1-½ inches in diameter.  
Because of the lack of privacy in his house, he only weighted his 
balls when he spent the night at my place.  Mark came up with some 
interesting gadgets of his own.  Using a power pack from a toy 
electric train set, an electric timer, wire and two hemostats, he 
came up with what he called his “Jack-off Timer”.  He explained how 
his invention worked.  You start with a stack of cards that have an 
amount of time written on each.  “Like 3 minutes, 2 and a half 
minutes, 5 minutes, and so forth”.  I’ll Shuffle them up and then 
let you pick one without telling me the amount of time written on 
it.  You then hook up the hemostats to parts of my body, like one 
to my sack and the other to a nipple.  If you want you can hook 
them both to my sack or both to nipples, where ever you want.  
Next, you tie my legs to the bed and take this large piece of rope 
and tie it around the bed an across my chest.  Then you set the 
timer and plug it into the wall.  From this moment on the timer is 
running.  When it reaches the time set, the circuit will close and 
the power pack will deliver a steady shock of DC voltage to the 
hemostats.  Not enough to kill you, but you will know you have been 
bit.  Your job will be to shut it off, only after I cum.  If I can 
come before the timer turns on, then I get to hook you up in the 
same manner and for the same amount of time. This all sounded ok 
and we started off the game.  Mark’s all time best, from a standing 
erection was 2 minute’s flat.  My best time was over three and half 
minutes.  I usually got shocked.  Mark and I played these and many 
other sexual games for the next three years; very chance we got the 
time and privacy.  We were both juniors in High School at this 
time, and neither of us had been with a girl.  I asked Mark if he 
thought that made us gay or what?  His reply was simple.  No, we 
are not gay; we just haven’t had the chance to be with women.  Up 
until this point in time it’s all been jacking, sucking or playing 
with our inventions, Mark added.  I would like to fuck you in the 
ass and then you could do me.  This turned out to be an equally 
rewarding experience for both of us.  Time passed and we each found 
girlfriends, but continued to play with each other when we had the 
chance.  Six months after High School graduation, my father passed 
away.  I inherited a large amount of money and several pieces of 
rental property, all the drugs and equipment in his doctors office 
and a 100-unit apartment building.  I stayed around my hometown.  
Mark married and moved to New Mexico.  He became a successful 
attorney.  I invested in real estate and became a multi millionaire 
by the time I was 24.  I also married a woman with three children 
from a previous marriage.  I have since adopted these children as 
my own and given them my last name.  The years of playing with my 
balls, the weights, electric shocks and what ever took their toll, 
I was determined to be sterile.  Mark also turned out to sterile 
and decided to adopt children as well.  I bought a piece of 
wilderness land in Idaho and had a cabin build up there.  I have 
never told my wife or kids about this place and never will.  I 
stated in contact with Mark and each year we take business trips up 
to this cabin.  Then we spend two weeks acting like we were back in 
High School.  One of my wife’s many talents are making pottery.  
She has a kiln and everything needed; molds, clay, latex for 
casting, and the works.  I was messing around in her workshop one 
day and started to fashion things out of clay.  I made a two 
ceramic penis and four individual testicles.  I had a plan, now if 
I could get Mark to go along with this was the question.  Since we 
both were sterile, it didn’t really matter if we had real balls or 
not.  I went to the storage building where I had placed all of my 
father’s drugs and equipment.  I collected all the surgical 
supplies and information needed to perform two complete castrations 
and replace them with the ceramic implants I made in the wife’s 
workshop. I called Mark and told him to meet me at the cabin in a 
few days for I had something need to show him.  Without asking any 
more questions, he agreed to meet me up there.  By the time he 
arrived, I had already set out all of the equipment and supplies.  
Mark inquired what is all this stuff for?  My friend, I can’t buy 
your friendship, because I already have that, as much as you have 
my friendship.  But, what I want is you balls in a glass jar on 
this mantel place, and the hopes that my balls can share a jar next 
to them.  Mark looked a little shocked and said what was he going 
to tell his wife when he say that he had been castrated?  I 
replied, no need to worry, I have made each of us a replacement set 
of testicles.  With that I showed him my artwork.  Two life-size 
ceramic testicles glazed blue in color for each of us.  Mark 
said, “But we are not surgeons, how can we do this?  Study, my good 
man study, I replied.  With that we cracked open the medical books 
and read up on various procedures.  It was getting late in the 
evening, so we decided to get down to some heavy fucking and 
sucking.  Mark had brought his video camera along and we taped all 
that we did. I took ten rolls of 35mm film photographs of us in the 
before state.  The next morning, we flipped a coin to see who would 
become the eunuch first.  Mark was elected.  I stripped him naked 
and then led him by the hand to the kitchen table.  I had him get 
up on the table and lie flat on his back.  Then I took out a large 
glass syringe and filled it with Novocain.  I injected his sack and 
then waited a few minuets.  I said tell me if you can feel this?  
Mark indicated that he felt nothing, so I cut open his sack.  Then 
I injected each of his balls and the spermatic cord.  Again, I 
asked, do you feel anything?  Same response.  I took my scalpel and 
cut loose each testicle. I removed them from his sack and placed 
them in a jar containing alcohol.  I then at electrically 
cauterized the cords and blood vessels.  Next, I placed in the 
ceramic testicles and sutured up his sack.  I finished by taking 
more photos and then sucking him off.  Mark sat up and said, now it 
is your turn.  I agreed.  I stripped and lay down on the table and 
Mark started the procedure.  When he finished, he sucked me off.  
When the Novocain wore off at about noon, there wasn’t much pain at 
all.  We spend the next 12 days at the cabin, sucking, fucking and 
admiring or new additions to the mantel.  Both of us maintain good 
sex drives through the administration of hormones.  Our families 
have not noticed any changes.  The sex Mark and I enjoy together 
has become more intense because it now takes longer to cum.  This 
was 15 years ago.

Mark and I would like to here from other eunuchs and would also 
like to add pictures to our collections.  We also have a desire to 
add the testicles of our men to our collection.  So, if you are 
going to get castrated consider sending us your balls, (preserved 
in a mason jar filled with alcohol), photos and story by insured 
parcel post.  Send your items to R & G Enterprises, P.O. Box 227, 
Sandoval, Ill. 62882.  This is a secure mail drop.  If we really 
like what you send, we’ll mail you a sizeable check for trouble and 
a complete photo set and video of Mark and I getting castrated.  
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