State Fair

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"Are you ready, yet?" Bill shouted down the hall.

"Almost, dad," Josh answered back from his bedroom.

His son was now 16.  He couldn't believe how the years had flown 
by.  Bill and Sandy had divorced about 5 years ago after 11 years 
of marriage.  When he was younger, Bill believed they'd always stay 
together.  It was a teenaged pregnancy.  Bill had gotten her 
pregnant when they were just 15.  The baby came when they were 16.  
It had been very hard, but they had completed high school and even 
college.  Without the support of both their families, it would have 
ended much sooner.

Josh was spending the summer with his dad in Ohio.  The state fair 
had begun a couple of days ago.  They'd decided today to go.

The fair was packed.  It seemed like you had to park miles away.  
Their tram pulled up to the drop off, and they made their way to 
the gate with the rest of the hordes.

"Hey, dad.  Check out the babes at that booth," Josh said while 
nodding his head toward the girls wearing the low-cut checkered 
dresses.

Bill grinned at his son's comment.  He thought back on his days of 
babe checking.  He had continued checking even though his 
opportunities of acting on his checking had been cut short by his 
early marriage.  Bill looked at the girls in the checkered 
outfits.  They were hot but a bit young for him.

They'd seen almost all the livestock, played a few games, ate a 
lot: funnel cakes, freshly made ice cream, pork ribs, beef ribs, 
chicken.

"Dad, I gotta stop in here," Josh said as they were heading toward 
the fair's exit.

Bill followed his son into the men's room.  It was very busy, but 
they found two unoccupied urinals toward the end of the long row.  
They slid in beside the other.

Josh shook his dick a couple of times after he'd finished pissing, 
then he went to the sinks to wash his hands.  A young guy asked him 
if he'd been to the tent next door yet.

"No.  What's in there?" Josh asked.

"They're gelding livestock.  It's really cool," the guy told him.  
Josh looked at the guy with a quizzical expression and thought, why 
would you want to see that.

The guy said, "You know, they're cutting off the balls of the male 
animals."

"I understood what you said, but ...," the guy cut Josh short.

"Here, smell this."  The guy quickly placed a small bottle under 
Josh's nose.  Josh inhaled before he realized what the guy had said.

The guy quickly put the bottle away.  Josh became a little light-
headed, then he started feeling really good, though a little out of 
it.

The guy said, "Follow me."

As Bill was washing his hands a few sinks down from his son, he 
noticed Josh was beginning to leave the men's room.  Bill rubbed 
his hands under the automatic hand dryer.  He turned and saw his 
son heading out the door.

When Bill's hands were dry, he went out to look for Josh.  He 
assumed he would just be waiting for him right outside the door.  
Josh wasn't there, so he started panning the area from his left. As 
his view came back to the right, he thought he saw his son entering 
the next tent over.  Bill went over.

The tent was full of men, and Bill found it difficult to squeeze 
in.  He heard some anguished sounds from livestock coming from the 
stage.  He asked a man next to him what was in this tent. The man 
told him they were gelding livestock.

Bill began making his way toward the stage.  He occasionally 
stopped to watch an animal being placed in the stocks.  A rancher 
would use a tool to place a thick band around the animal's balls. 
When the band sealed, the animal would make a painful sound.

Bill knew how all of that worked.  Having cut off the blood supply 
to the animal's balls, they would eventually rot and fall off.  But 
here, the animal's balls were being removed immediately after the 
band was placed.

"Don't they have to wait until they rot off?" Bill asked a man next 
to him.

"They're demonstrating a new method," the man responded.  "There is 
a lot of meat there that gets wasted if you let it rot.  This 
method lets you put that meat to good use," the man informed him.

Before Bill could inquire any further, he thought he glimpsed the 
back of his son's orange Nike shirt going through some curtains 
beside the stage.  Bill made his way to the part in the curtains, 
but before he could go through, a man stopped him.

"I think I saw my son go back there a couple of minutes ago," Bill 
told the man.

The man looked Bill over, then parted the curtain.  Perplexed, Bill 
went through.  He did a double take when he saw a long line of 
naked men.  They stepped forward then just stood still again.  Bill 
noticed they all had erections.  Then, he spotted his son standing 
at the end of the line.

Before Bill could yell out to his son, two large, muscular guys 
approached him.  "We're glad you decided to join us," one of them 
said to Bill.  "Would you mind stepping over this way and 
undressing?"  Bill barely glimpsed the small bottle as the other 
guy placed it under Bill's nose.

For only a brief moment, Bill fought the effects of the pleasant 
aroma.  He felt all of his worries and concerns slip quietly from 
his mind.  An enormous sense of contentment took him over.  He felt 
thoroughly happy and healthy.  His penis began erecting in his 
jeans.

"Hey, dad," Josh said to his dad as Bill got in line naked behind 
his son.  They looked each other over.  "I've never seen you 
completely naked with a hard-on, dad," Josh said.

"What are they going to do to us?" Bill asked his son.

"They're going to castrate us with that new method they were 
demonstrating out front on the animals," Josh told his dad.

Other men began lining up behind them.  "Look at how huge that 
guy's cock is," Josh said to his dad.  Bill turned to look at the 
naked guy behind him.

The line slowly continued moving forward.  "I'd really like to get 
to cum one last time before they cut my balls off, " Bill told his 
son.

When they got closer to the front of the line, they could hear the 
short, anguished cries of the guys as the band was placed around 
the tops of their sacks.  "Don't tell your mother we did this," 
Bill told his son.

"Bill, how ya doing?" a man asked.

As Bill turned to respond, his erection smacked up against the 
guy's hard-on who had just spoken to him.  "Not too bad, Justin," 
Bill said to one of his employees.

"Are you enjoying your vacation?" Justin asked.

"Very much," Bill responded.  "This is my son, Josh.  Josh, this is 
Justin whom I just hired a few weeks ago."  Josh and Justin shook 
hands and looked the other over.

"I'll see you at work in a few days. I better get back in line," 
Justin said.

Bill and Josh watched as the guy in front let the ranchers secure 
him into the stocks.  He was bent forward and his ass was raised.  
His legs were spread and secured to allow easy access.  One guy 
held a small bottle under the secured guy's nose while another 
pulled the guy's erection down between his legs.

"Great.  We're going to get to shoot off before we lose our balls," 
Bill said to his son.  They watched the rancher jack the guy off.  
They collected the guy's ejaculate in a small vial, labeled it, and 
capped it.

"Why are you keeping the guy's cum?" Bill asked one of the ranchers.

"We sell it off to anyone who may like the way you look and want to 
have a child by you.  We show the video to customers," the guy 
added as he pointed toward a camera.  Bill hadn't even noticed the 
camera.

Josh stepped up and was secured into the stocks.  Bill watched the 
rancher jerk his son off.  He noted that Josh dumped a very big 
load into the vial.  He filled it about three-quarters full.  Josh 
gave a short scream when the band snapped shut around his low-
hanging nuts.  He continued whimpering as the rancher sliced 
through his ball sack just under the tight band.  Bill watched the 
rancher place his son's balls and sack into a bucket with a bunch 
of others.  Josh was released, and he stepped aside so his dad 
could be castrated.

Bill stepped up and was secured into the stocks.  Josh watched his 
dad being jerked off.  Bill filled the vial about halfway full.

"Not as much as your son," the rancher commented while comparing 
father's and son's vials.

Bill screamed when the band snapped shut.  He was crying, and his 
son told him it wouldn't hurt much longer.  Josh watched the 
rancher cut through the top of his dad's nut sack.

"Can I hold them for a second?" Josh asked the rancher.  The 
rancher handed dad's balls to son.

"This is cool.  What do you do with all the balls?" Josh inquired.

"We ground them up with the animal meat and sell them off as 
hamburger," the rancher replied.

Josh put his dad's balls into the bucket with all the others.  Bill 
was released, and they made their way back to their clothes.  As 
they were dressing, one of the ranchers let them sniff from a small 
bottle.

"If you go to the tent across the way, they can cut your dick off," 
the rancher informed them.  "You know, the main beef ingredient in 
Vienna sausages is human cock head."

"Do we have time, dad, to get our dicks cut off?" Josh asked.

"We've had our balls cut off.  We might as well do the whole 
thing," Bill told his son as they headed out of the tent.