Sir No Balls

Hot studs fantasy comes true when he is taken by suprise and is castrated

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SIR NO BALLS
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It was a rather warm night so I dressed in a tight white tee shirt 
that showed my pectorals and six pack to the maximum.  The short 
sleaves of the tee shirt pushed into my smooth muscular arms.  I wore 
my light blue ripped Levi 501’s that showed the bottom of my well-
tanned smooth bubble butt.  To finish it off I had my sand coloured 
Colorado boots on.  My sharp-featured naturally tanned face always 
has an impish look to it.   My cute rascally come mischievous looks 
are emphasised by my electric blue eyes that constantly sparkle under 
my blonde schoolboy hairstyle.

I took myself down to the local hotel and sat around having a few 
drinks with some mates that I often hung around with.  We would often 
have a few drinks and then go off to someone’s place for some hot 
steamy sex together with lots of play in the form of naked wrestling 
and all that sort of thing.

So after downing several beers I had to take a leak so I headed off 
to the can.  The urinal is a shiny stainless steel one and it was 
almost a mirror and you could always see in full detail the equipment 
of all others standing there using it.  As you entered you could also 
see what was hanging out; it was a good way of starting a 
conversation with possible pick-ups.

On this night there was no one else taking a leak.  So I strolled up 
to the urinal and unbuttoned my jeans and dropped out my seven inches 
of cock.  I pointed it at the wall and as I started to piss I leaned 
forward and put my hand on the tap in front of me for support as I 
continued my long piss. 

Just as I was nearly finished several extremely strong jolts pulsed 
through my body.   The last one I remembered threw me back and I 
collapsed on the floor.  I didn’t remember much after that but woke 
in s strange room.  I was naked and tied spread eagle to a frame; I 
was still groggy and not real sure of my surroundings.

Without warning someone came into the room and before I could speak I 
was given an injection of something and the person left again.  I 
have no idea of the time and how long I have been there but it didn’t 
seem to matter at this point.  I must have slipped in and out of 
consciousness several time as I only remember waking for a sort 
period of time and then waking again.

Next I remember waking and feeling strange but someone was standing 
there looking at me.  They started asking questions and I recall 
giving them the answers and I am not sure why I was revealing my 
deepest secrets and fantasies.   Just before they turned to leave me 
they kicked me in the balls and I groaned in pain.

Suddenly some very bright lights came on highlighting me as I hung 
there in my bonds.  The rest of the room was dark but this voice 
surrounded me.  They began telling me of one of my fantasies of 
wanting to be castrated at the end of a hot session when my cock 
spewed forth with its untamed seed.  

The wall in front lights up as a video of a guy coming and then being 
castrated.  As I watched the images in front of me I started to get 
hard and turned on.  The guy was bound much like I was and being 
screwed.  A gadget was around his nuts and someone else was jerking 
him off.

As the guy up his ass came he too commenced to cum also.  As his 
spunk flew out like a fountain and when he was in the hight of his 
orgasm he let out a load groan and his balls dropped to the floor in 
their sack.  I was as hard as a rock and wanted to relieve myself at 
this point but couldn’t because of my bonds but my cock and balls 
were bobbing up and down as I struggled against them.

“You want that don’t you boy?” the voice boomed around the room.  I 
was still caught up in the images and so turned on by them as I 
muttered, “YES! Yes!”  I wasn’t really sure what I was agreeing to 
but I was so turned on and hot I had forgotten my own circumstances 
momentarily.

Someone came into the room as the vision stopped and lathered up the 
few hairs I had adorning my crotch and butt.  A cutthroat razor was 
produced they and shaved my crotch and balls from my waist to legs 
just below my butt.  My butt was done making sure they got all the 
hairs right down to my pulsating cherry.  A comment was made its 
going to fun busting this juicy red cherry, boy!

I was still hard when they finished and shave my armpits out as 
well.  They cleaned me up leaving me with no body hair below the 
neck.  My seven-inch thick cock bobbed up and down in excitement 
above my low hanging big balls.  The person left the room and I was 
left to my own thoughts for some time.

I wonder just what is going to happen, if this is a fantasy I am in, 
or reality itself.  The cool feel as a breeze moved over my freshly 
shaved body tended to suggest that this was all for real.  But I 
didn't fight it; I just sort of wanted it deep down inside me. 

Four people wearing black leather hood entered the room.  All I could 
see of them was their mouths and some of their eyes, but not enough 
to identify them.  My balls were pulled to the bottom of my low 
hanging sack and were tied off with a device I couldn’t make out.  

When they let go I could feel the weight of the device just under my 
cock and my balls trapped in the bottom of my marble bag.  My body 
was coated in some fragrance oil and my natural tanned body glowed as 
I hung there like a Christmas tree decoration.

One of the guys came around in front of me with the biggest thickest 
cock I had ever seen.  He stroked it as he told me to get used to it 
as he was going to screw me with it and he was going all the way.  I 
couldn’t help but ponder weather I could take it all or if it would 
split me in two.

Someone else was pushing his fingers up my ass with lubricant on them 
getting me ready to receive the other fellow’s gigantic member.  
Others were running around preparing things for the scene.  I still 
didn’t know if it was my wildest fantasy or reality being played out 
before me.  But I was as hard as a rock and so involved with it that 
I didn’t notice other people coming into the room.

“Ah boy!”   Was all that was said as the guy with the enormous cock 
commenced to push his member into my rosy moist cherry?   I tensed up 
as he pushed with more and more force to get me to open up.  I 
thought he was going to ripe my pussy open as I tried to relax my 
sphincter to let him in.

I could feel my boy pussy opening as his cock head slowly open the 
door to my inner being.  The feeling of exquisite tingling pain and 
pleasure mixed together in a wonderful feeling of being conquered in 
the best sort of way; you know what I mean.  It took the guy some ten 
minutes of pushing and shoving to get his monster cock’s length fully 
in me up to his balls.

As he then began to pump it in and out varying the span of the stroke 
I was utterly lost in the gratification of being screwed by such a 
tool especially when his balls slapped against my butt.  I was so 
turned on that I didn’t notice that one of the other guys was sucking 
my cock, which was as hard as a steel beam.

Sweat was pouring out of every pore of my body; I was so hot with 
passion.  My head thrashed about as I groaned in absolute ecstasy.  I 
am not sure of how long it had been going on but I was becoming aware 
that my own climax was building.  Others that were watching were also 
caught up in the heat of the moment and jacking themselves off at the 
same time to that which was happening before them.

The fellow up my ass was reaching climax and a torrent of hot cum was 
flooding my pussy boy love chute.  I thought he was never going to 
stop shooting, I was sure I could feel his cum coming up in my 
throat.  He remained up my ass pumping away long after he must have 
filled my backside with a gallon of his premium grade cream.    

I was now about to cum myself; the guy sucking me off sensed this so 
he continued by using his hands so the others could see when I 
actually fired my bolt.  I was worked up into a flurry of desire as 
my own orgasm built to a climax.

Holding back the pinnacle of my desire was now getting impossible.  
The pressure within me grew till I thought my body was going to 
explode.  I could hold it no longer; my whole body went into a spasm 
and exploded in hot passionate delight.

Red hot cum surged out of my cock so intensely I thought it was going 
to take the top of my cock off with it.  Cum flew high into the air 
by several feet.  Spurt after spurt of hot cum flooded out of my cock 
like I had never experienced before.  

I was totally lost in the pleasure that had built up in me.  It 
wasn't until the device trapping my balls tightened and began to get 
hot and cut through the pouch it had in its grip that my thoughts 
came flooding back to me reminding me of the position I was in.  It 
was then I remember that I was bound to the frame and had no control 
of my circumstances.

The sharp hot pain I felt between my legs abruptly stopped as I heard 
a splat come thud on the floor below me.  I looked down and there on 
the floor was a full pouch containing my precious lovely balls.  I 
took several minutes before the absolute reality that my balls had 
been severed from their rightful place hit me.  The appendages that 
gave me so much pleasure were now ruined and laying dead on the floor 
between my feet in their de-haired sack. 

One of the guys with the hoods' on picked up the package on the floor 
and cut open the sack that had been sealed when the hot wire cut 
through it.  He pulled out my balls and held them up for all to see.  
Those there applauded as my balls were shown to them.

Mean while my thoughts were all over the place.  I was horrified in 
one way at what had happened to me.  Yet at the same time, excited 
that my fantasy had now come to realism, or was I dreaming.  I 
couldn't get over that I hadn't felt so much pain at the point when 
my balls were cut off.

The guy with my balls came back and places my balls on the floor so I 
could see them.  My gaze was fixed on them when he suddenly looked at 
me prior to lifting his right boot and stamping on one of my balls.  
It squished all over the floor before me!  It was then that I was 
perfectly sure I had just been castrated in this scene.  

As he lifted his boot again and brought it down on my last remaining 
ball on the floor I screamed, my balls, my balls!  My head slumped 
onto my chest as I pondered my predicament.  Then the guy uttered, 
"Well my little eunuch pussy boy!"   I lifted my head and looked at 
the guy, it was then that I recognised the voice of my best mate, 
Wayne.  

I had shared everything with him.  He said, "you're now my pussy boy 
slave forever boy!"  It was then that I knew I would be all right.  
That none of this was in vain, that my deepest fantasies, come-hidden 
desires had come true and that we would be together and look after 
each other.

Wayne would introduce me to others as "Sir No Balls", his personal 
pussy boy slave.