Man is castrated for medical reasons as office staff helps.
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Doctor’s appointment
My wife made my doctor’s appointment after finding my balls had a
funny feeling to them. She convinced me that I had to go or that
she wouldn’t have sex with me again until I did. I had to go in
first for blood work and I signed the necessary forms for all types
of tests. We arrived after 5 P.M. after taking the kids to the baby
sitter and my appointment was the last appointment of the day. The
doctor came in to see me and I was surprised to see that she had on
a short skirt. She usually dressed in slacks or O.R. scrubs.
Well, I see that you have some swelling in your scrotal area. I
started to speak but my wife chimed in that I constantly neglected
myself and that she had to threaten me with denying me sex before I
would come in. The doctor simply looked at me and said, “ Well, you
need to take all of your clothes off so that I can examine you.”
I felt embarrassed and I moved to the undressing area and waited
for them to leave the room. Soon, after the conversation between
them slowed the doctor turned to me and said, “Well, start
undressing.”
“Aren’t you both going to leave the room? I replied.”
My wife said, ”Don’t be silly, we have both seen you naked before?”
“Don’t I get a gown or something?”
They chuckled. My wife said, “honey you don’t have anything to hide
from us.”
Soon I was completely naked, red from embarrassment and I climbed
up on the table. I was required to slide down to the end of the
table and to place my feet in the stirrups. This was strange. I had
never had to do this before at the doctor’s office and I thought
that the stirrup thing was just for women. I started to become
aroused. I tried to think of other things but it was no use. Soon I
was erect to my full 7 3/4 inches and positioned with my legs far
apart and the doctor standing in between them.
The doctor thoroughly examined me with no part left untouched. She
rubbed my nipples and massaged my chest checking it as if she were
examining a female’s breasts. She explained as she did it that
sometimes men get breast cancer too. I strained as she felt my
cock, trying not to come. Next the slowly massaged my scrotum
making small talk with my wife. My erection strained at the air and
I was dripping pre-cum on my belly. It lay in a puddle just below
my navel. I felt humiliated as they just were completely ignoring
my arousal and the longer I looked at my wife’s legs the more
aroused that I became.
“Well, the prostate is the last exam”, the doctor explained matter-
of-factly. Instead of lubricating her fingers with K-Y jelly after
she donned her gloves the just rubbed her fingers in the puddle of
pre-cum on my belly. She slipped two fingers in my ass. My wife
said for me to bear down like I was having a bowel movement and
that it would go much easier. Just as I felt that I was about to
cum she stopped abruptly. She looked at my wife and said; “I want
both of you to come into my office” she turned to me and said, “Do
not put anything on yet.”
I was terrified as I walked out into the hallway still naked and
her receptionist and nurse were standing there talking. I reached
down to cover my genitals but my erection was too much for my hands
to hide. My wife said, “Ryan, don’t play with yourself here, wait
until we get home.” She laughed as if she had made a joke. I glared
at her and put my hands down by my side. I decided that it was all
right. They must have seen a lot of men in my situation, naked and
aroused at being seen by them. Still, it didn’t seem fair. I would
never see any of them naked, but they had seen me. As I looked down
I was leaking pre-cum again as we walked past them and they both
stared at my erection bobbing obscenely in front of me. They both
were smiling and their conversation stopped.
We sat down in the chairs in her office. I felt the cold leather
touching my naked body and I sat down gingerly trying to lessen the
shock. She looked at my records and at length she spoke. Mr.
Lawrence, “I’m sorry but you should have a bilateral orchiectomy as
soon as possible.”
“What is that?” I asked.
My wife looked at me and said, “You need to be castrated.”
“Oh God.” “Why? Is it serious?”
“Well, not yet.” The doctor explained and my erection started to
wilt.
“Your lab tests put you at risk for prostate cancer and you have
lumps in your testes that will have to have biopsy. It is just
simple to take them off now and send them in to make sure that
there is no cancer we will send them out for biopsy.” “The
receptionist will have the forms for you to sign and I will go down
to the room to get ready for the procedure.”
After she left the room we stood up and my wife hugged me and
explained that it was for the best since she was going to have to
go off her birth control soon for health reasons. I tried not to
cry and I felt myself becoming erect again as I started becoming
aroused hugging her in the doctors room she fully clothed in mini
skirt and heels and I completely naked. I left a wet pre-cum spot
on her mini skirt dress It was sheer and felt like silk against my
skin.
We walked out into the hall and the receptionist and nurse said
that I should go with them. They took me to a room and gave me the
forms explaining that I should just sign. I signed the papers and
the nurse and receptionist proceeded to shave me. The receptionist
asked me if I wanted to be shaved legs and all since it would look
funny otherwise. I didn’t care at that point. As they shaved me
they handled my erection very carefully so that I did not cum.
After I was devoid of all hair I was led this time by the hand to
the room that would be the place of my unmanning. The receptionist
looked shyly into my eyes and I could see the pity in her eyes.
Soon I was lying on the table again legs spread and feet in the
stirrups ready except for one minor detail. I still needed to cum.
I asked, no I pleaded with the doctor for her to let me have sex
with my wife one last time as a man. My wife looked at me and
explained in a huff that she could not possibly screw me in front
of all these people. She told me that I could just get myself off.
I was starting to reach for my erection, humiliated but still
willing to masturbate in front of all of these women so that I
could cum one last time as a man before I was made a eunuch. As I
started to stimulate myself the cute little receptionist asked if
she could help me.
It was then that the nurse suggested that I should be cut as I cum
to relieve some of the pain. I looked at her as they all agreed
that it would be better that way. I was prepped and they all got on
sterile gloves, even my wife. They scrubbed my crotch with brown
soap. I was sat up so that I could see what was happening. My arms,
legs and body were secured to the table and I was utterly helpless
dreading what was to come next. The doctor slit my scrotum from one
side to the other explaining that she was going to remove it too.
The receptionists’ gloved hand grabbed my cock gently and started
manipulating toward my last orgasm. Oh how I wished that I could
have been inside her but that was never to be. The doctor clamped
my spermatic cords and gave my wife and the nurse sterile scissors
to cut my balls off as I came.
I held back as log as I could. I could feel my orgasm building. The
receptionists’ hand started moving quicker as I strained against my
bonds. I involuntarily opened my mouth to moan. My first squirt
landed squarely on my tongue. My head turned back and forth and at
the same time just before the second squirt the doctor yelled cut.
Simultaneously with the third squirt my wife and the nurse snipped
my balls off at the same time. The forth, fifth and sixth squirts
landed in my mouth again on my chin and on my shaved chest
respectively. I was a now a eunuch. The cum from my last orgasm was
all over me and part of it was slowly running down my throat.
My wife let me stay home for a few days from work. The kids stayed
with our relatives for ten days. The day before we went to get them
she tenderly made love to me and told me how aroused she had been
at my castration. It was then that she told me how much she loved
me.
Before we went to get the kids I was subjected to one more nude
appearance at the doctor's office. Everyone commented how well that
I had healed as the receptionist held my cock up while the doctor
removed the stiches. She also commented on how neat it was that my
wife was keeping my body shaved and offered her services in
electrolysis. At this writing I am undergoing my third series of
treatments. Her boy friend is helping. I am used to being
completely naked in their presence, spread eagled and worked on for
one or two hours at a time. I have few erections now but my wife
has me perform oral sex on her every day. She has had "sympathy"
electrolysis treatments. She tastes wonderful. I can still fuck
once or twice a month. She tells me that if I get to where I can't
do that anymore that she is going to have my penis removed. I dread
that day. At least in a way. Since my drive has almost dissappeared
I am not that concerned.