Two times a Eunuch...

A story of poly-amory, a fixation cured, and the love of three 
men.  I'll submit additional parts if requested on the discussion 
board.  It may be too long to read here, you might wish to print it 
out.

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	It had been many years now…  He stroked his hairless chest 
and found the treasure trail at his abdomen.  Now proud of the six-
pack he had worked so hard on, he smiled.  He followed the trail 
down to his penis, currently flacid, the lubricant making it slick, 
he slid his hand over his limp member down below.  The scar had 
become very small and only noticeable by touch, not by sight.  His 
soft light pubic hair had joined over the area, disguising it all 
the more.
	“Yeah, Jimmy, feel your crotch.” Mark said as Jimmy slid 
his hands to his ass and felt Mark sliding in and out of him.  
Mark’s large cock was more than enough to spread Jim open.
Jim savored the feeling of Mark’s dick inspiring his prostate to 
growth.  All the stories were true, and since Jim’s castration he’d 
noticed all to happily, the orgasms were better.
Jim began stroking himself in time to Mark’s thrusts.  He could 
barely remember the time when his balls were in the way.  Now his 
hand when from the head of his own seven inches down to the hilt, 
with no interruption of his scrotum.  He could still feel the 
remainder of it down there but it was now one and the same with his 
dick.
Mark’s sweat helped to lubricate Jim as Mark leaned further over 
Jim, pushing his legs further up towards his shoulders.  Both of 
them increased the frenzy, Mark pounding harder and more 
pronounced, Jim stroking quicker.
The orgasm, Mark’s fifth and Jim’s first, came shortly thereafter.  
Mark let out a bellow as his cum filled Jim’s ass.  Jim thrust his 
head back against the pillows as his orgasm spread throughout his 
body, his prostate throbbing against Mark’s hard penis.  
Jim swallowed the cum he’d been holding in his mouth since Mark’s 
fourth explosion as his clear eruption began.  Jim looked down as 
he spilled his fluid on his abdomen.  Mark leaned down, still 
inside Jim, and licked Jim’s cock taking it in his mouth quickly to 
swallow the load.
As they’re energies were spent in this pose Mark slipped out of Jim 
and moved to kiss him.  The cum on Jim’s lips mingled with the 
semen in Mark’s mouth as they kissed passionately.  They lay 
together in this embrace for a few moments before Jim moved for 
Mark to rest on the bed.  Again he slipped his tongue into Mark’s 
mouth as he moved to get up.
“God almighty…” Mark breathed heavily, “I’ve never met a man who 
could keep up with me throughout an entire evening…”
“Don’t mean to ruin the moment with Semantics, but I do believe - 
Sir - that it is indeed morning…” Jim quipped as he walked to the 
bathroom door opening the curtain on a small window, allowing the 
dawning light, on the way, “come with me, I need to shower…” he 
smiled at Mark who lay prostrate on the bed.
Mark looked up at Jim with the ‘you have got to be kidding’ look 
that Jim brought out of him routinely.
Jim shrugged, he smiled an annoyingly cute smile that he knew - 
after these past few years always “got to” Mark - and entered the 
bathroom.
Mark groaned, but quickly jumped up when the shower came on.  Jimmy 
was part-blessing, part-curse.  He was, indeed, the only man who 
could stay through the hours of his multiple orgasms and his 
ability to be ready over and over.  But, at the same time, since 
his de-nutting Jim had become almost insatiable.  
Mark couldn’t decide if the problem lie in the fact that they were 
both very busy in their careers and, even though they had lived 
together these past three years, wouldn’t see each other sometimes 
for a week - or - if Jim had somehow managed to figure his 
testosterone shots for those times when he knew they’d both be 
home.  
‘Jim would be just like that,’ Mark thought, ‘always out to satisfy 
me…’
Mark couldn’t remember a time when he was happier in his life.  He 
and Jim had quite a perfect life together, except for the 
occasional busy times such as recently, but those had been few and 
far between.
Mark opened the shower door to find his lover soaping up his body 
and Mark couldn’t resist running his hands over it.  He wasn’t wet 
yet but as he coupled again with Jim in the shower he covered his 
chest and abs with the soap.  Jim turned around in Mark’s arms 
putting his clean back to Mark’s chest.
As he leaned forward to put some water between them to rinse away 
the soap he felt as though he’d rinsed away Mark as he had begun 
sliding down Jim’s back, kissing all the way.  Mark’s hands found 
Jim’s butt and he spread the cheeks in time for his tongue to reach 
Jim’s hole.
Jim moaned and Mark smiled around his tongue as this favorite 
activity continued.  Jim bent up to shield Mark’s face from the 
spray of water.
Truth be told, when Mark was in this horny of a mood, he couldn’t 
stop touching, licking, kissing, and sucking his little Eunuch.  
His tongue alternated between Jimmy’s ass and the place where 
Jimmy’s balls had once been.
Jim was in another world as Mark pierced him yet again with another 
part of his body, as Mark’s tongue gathered around the base of 
Jim’s cock he leaned more into Mark’s face.
Mark was, and had been, the only man to make Jim shoot two loads in 
less than twenty-four hours.  They were clear liquid shots but Mark 
swallowed them as much as Jim swallowed what Mark shot.  Mark 
always told him that he hated the taste of cum, that problem was 
solved shortly after they had met.

Jim was 24 years old when he put the personal ad in the local 
internet gay personals:
“24 Year Old, White, College Student, bottom, doesn’t want 
relationship, but willing to join three-ways or four-gys.  Light 
B&D okay, no freaks, committed couples only need reply.”
Jim later learned that Mark and Kevin weren’t all that committed 
but they were the first and only ones to answer the ad.  Kevin was 
35 and a psychiatrist in a local Veteran’s Administration Clinic 
and Mark was a 32 year old surgeon at the community hospital in the 
next town.  They had been together since they both moved to town a 
few years earlier.  Kevin was the one with all the questions, of 
course.  Jim passed the “interview” well enough and they went out 
to dinner.
He was very comfortable with the way Mark and Kevin handled the 
situation.  They met three times before even seeing each other 
naked, which was at the local nude beach and didn’t involve sex.  
Mark was the very comforting one, Kevin’s questions some times set 
Jim back a little because they were pointedly personal.
In short order Jim learned that Mark was the top and Kevin the 
bottom, but that Mark was dissatisfied somehow.  Well, not 
dissatisfied, just needing more.
“I remember that in your ad you stated a little bondage and 
domination was okay…  Why have a specific reference to that?” Kevin 
queried over their fourth meal, which Jim invited them to and 
insisted on paying for, he was not looking for a sugar daddy.
“Well, y’know, you hit those freaks once in a while who want to 
shove a lamp-post up your ass or something…” Jim smiled crookedly 
glancing at the two of them.  Kevin choked on his wine as a spark 
of humor came into Mark’s eyes.
“Um, yeah,” Kevin began as he sopped wine from his chin, “well, I 
understand that there are freaks out there.  But, what I wanted to 
know is, what kind of B&D is acceptable for you?”
This caught Jim by suprise and he looked around, even though they 
had bought the meal and taken it to Mark and Kevin’s home, to see 
if someone could be listening.  “Well, uh, that’s kinda tough, I 
mean - there are moments that stuff is acceptable and there are 
other moments when stuff isn’t…” Jim trailed off.
“What would be acceptable in certain moments?” Mark asked but 
continued on, “What ‘rings your bell’ and what doesn’t?  If you’re 
not objecting to B&D then obviously something in it appeals to 
you…” Mark left off.
“Well, yeah there are things that ‘ring my bell’,” Jim chuckled a 
bit at that reference thinking of the dance song that he heard the 
other night at the club, “a satin scarf securing my hands to a head-
board, if you even had one…” he hadn’t even seen their room yet, he 
realized, which was a first for him.
“Well, yeah we do.” chimed in Mark, who had been quietly sitting 
and sipping his wine through the whole discussion.
“Accounting for the events that happened to you when you were 
younger,” Kevin intoned, referring to the molestation that Jim had 
suffered as a kid from his mother’s Archbishop, “what sort of 
activities should we avoid?”
“Well,” Jim began a little stunned by the question, there were 
things, of course, but he’d never run into anyone ever directly 
asking him about it, he cleared his throat, “Alan was into some 
weird stuff, scatology and using cocaine.  So far, I’ve discovered 
that if you aren’t into that or aren’t doing any drugs then I just, 
er, go with the flow.”  Jim paused as he set his drink down.
“Basically,” Kevin interrupted, “Mark and I’ve talked it over, we 
figure that you’re no ax murderer and you aren’t weird yourself.”  
He picked his drink up, as if to protect himself for what he was to 
say next, “And we figured we’d actually do something tonight.  It’s 
my first time in anything more than a one-on-one, I know what Mark 
likes and he’s experienced these before, what I want to know is 
what do you like?”
“Well,” Jim began, feeling he could say almost anything and these 
guys had heard it before, but he didn’t want to say what he really 
wanted because he liked these two as well and they’d just judged 
him as not being weird, it was best to stay on good footing with 
them at this point, “I like a bit of ball play, rimming, getting 
fucked of course…” to all of which they both nodded, “I like giving 
head, the usual stuff…  What do you like Kevin?”
“Well,” Kevin said pausing to sip the wine and put it down, “I’m 
actually quite versatile and I have no problem topping, but Mark is 
only a top.  To me it would be somewhat refreshing to fuck someone 
for a change over the recent.”  He smiled as he looked at Mark who 
was staring at the bottom of his empty wine glass.  “I, for one, 
like a little bondage and domination myself.  It’s strange for a 
shrink I suppose, but healthy at the same time…”
“Oh God,” Mark moaned, “not the shrink thing again…”
Jim had already figured that Kevin was very focused on his position 
in life and, while not anywhere near a psychiatrist himself, Jim 
figured it was the result of not having anything to be proud of 
when Kevin was a child.
“Let’s just go fuck.” Mark said getting up and starting to undo his 
fly.
Jim had liked Mark’s bluntness from the start.  He’d always like it 
when his doctors were blunt to him, especially when his 
hypochondriac of a mother was in the room, and he found that he 
lost confidence in an unsure physician quickly.  Of course, he 
wanted Mark to examine him in a much different way.
“Well, um, I guess that’s - as they say - that.” Kevin said as he 
got up and slid his wine glass to the center of the table.  “So, 
how heavy do you get into your ball play Jim?” Mark asked.
Once again, Jim found himself gauging what sort of answer to give, 
especially to this psychiatrists who - for all intents and purposes 
was about to fuck him.  “I’ll tell you what Kev, I’ll use the code 
word ‘Barney’ when I feel unsafe… K?”
“Barney… Isn’t that purple anti-christ the kids were watching a few 
years back?”
“Yes, I figure if I say ‘Barney” and you think about that you’ll go 
limp in an instant and stop what you’re doing.” Jim flashed a smile 
as he talked.
With a look of horror on his face, “Well let’s hope the only purple 
monster we see tonight is currently residing in someone’s shorts…” 
at which point, Mark grabbed Jim’s butt and led him to the room 
from behind, which indeed had a headboard.

Their first night was one of slow unsure moves, Mark and Kevin felt 
that Kevin should get fucked first and he should blow Jim at the 
same time so that Jim could observe better.  But after discovering 
that Jim really was a complete bottom, Kevin laid on his back while 
Mark fucked him and Jim rode on Kevin’s cock while kissing Mark.
Jim soon discovered that Mark was a better kisser than Kevin but 
that Kevin was more sensitive to what Jim needed.  Mark was at 
first an animal, fucking Kevin, then screwing Jim while Jim got 
Kevin hard with a blowjob.
Jim earned his master’s degree at the University and found after a 
few months at his new job that he’d basically moved in with Mark 
and Kevin because his family’s house was another twenty miles 
distant.  Two months later he shared the bed with the both of them 
instead of using his room, once again returning it to the guest 
room that never saw any guests.
Kevin became adept at “ball play” and did things to Jim’s nuts that 
he’d never experienced before.  After a while it got more heated, 
more passionate.  

In preparations for one night, out of equal parts clinical 
curiosity and sexual curiosity Kevin purchased an elastrator to see 
how Jim would react.  They’d done some tying and light rubberband 
and leather work which Jim liked, this would be a little more 
intense.  Not to mention a test of Kevin’s current theories about 
Jim.  He decided that he’d use it as soon as possible, and it would 
be of interest to him how Mark would react as well.
Jim had worked late and Kevin prepared the meal that night, Mark 
did a little shopping.  Like clockwork both of them showed at the 
front door as dinner became ready.
“Well, well, the men have come home,” Kevin chuckled watching the 
guys take their jackets off, waiting for them to look.
Jim looked towards the kitchen as his nose caught a whiff of 
something incredible coming from that direction, “My God Kev, are 
you wearing anything under that apron?”
“What?” Mark spun around to see that Kevin wore the ‘Best Godamned 
Cook in the World’ apron and nothing else but a smile.
“Oh yes,” Kevin smiled facetiously, “we’re having a fine meal 
tonight and to be followed by Cream-of-some-young-guy dessert.”  He 
winked at Jim.
“Oh really,” Mark started for the dining table, “and which young 
guy did you get us for the evening?”
Jim hit him as he sat down, “Bitch.”
“Oh, I don’t want to go through the trouble of training a new boy, 
they’re so incorrigible.” Kevin said as he brought food to the 
table.  “Besides, I got our Jim here a special treat for the night, 
to see how he reacts, to see what it does for him.”
“I told you dammit,” Jim forked food onto his plate realizing lunch 
was as much a memory for him as it was for his stomach, “I’m not 
wearing a maid’s outfit.”
They ate, and drank, and talked, and suddenly Jim was under the 
table and under Kevin’s apron.  Mark and Kevin stood and picked Jim 
up off of the floor.
“I feel the need for a little bondage,” Mark said maneuvering down 
the hall.
“Oh yes, definitely, quite so…” Kevin said playfully.
“Oh for God’s Sake, you two sound like the Disney Chipmunks…” Jim 
hollered at them as they carried his light frame easily.
“Look here you little prick, that’s worth about fifty lashes with a 
wet noodle…” Mark stated menacingly…
“Which noodle, yours or Kev’s?” Jim asked as they hoisted him on 
the bed.
In short order his clothes were off and his arms restrained.  For 
special measure Kevin  restrained his feet. 
“Tonight Jim, I’d like to try something a little new, perhaps even 
a little extreme.  You remember our code word?” Kevin asked him.
Mark looked a little befuddled by this turn of events as Kevin 
retrieved a blindfold.  
“First off, were doing this by feel only.  At the first sign of 
discomfort you say the word.” Kevin said as he tied off the 
blindfold.  The raging hard-on tenting his apron was giving him a 
bit of a surprise.  He hadn’t intended to see how he reacted to 
this, but - as he thought about what he intended to do he realized 
he would love to see Jim not say the code word.  It was his first 
realization that he would want to do this for real instead of just 
a check of reactions.
Mark put his hand on Kevin’s shoulder giving him a quizzical look.
“Don’t just stand there looking horny hon, get that purple dino of 
yours out.” Kev said playfully while walking to the closet.
The next thing Kevin noted, besides his hard on, was Jim laying 
perfectly still on the bed, no making a sound or move - which had 
been out of the norm for their usual activities.  He’d been in this 
position before…
Mark made his way onto the bed and maneuvered himself so that he 
was straddling Jim’s face, his cock was hanging down to Jim’s lips 
which began to move appropriately, and was facing down towards 
Jim’s legs.
Kevin came over with an unknown device to Mark, some chrome looking 
caliper device with what appeared to be a rather strong green 
florists rubber band on it.  Mark could almost grasp what it was, 
after all it looked like something out of his operating room, but 
couldn’t fathom why Kevin would possess such a device.
“Now Jim, how are you feeling?” Kevin asked.
Jim had yet to take Mark into his mouth and answered with a 
terse “fine.” which Kevin noted on the chart he was working on in 
his mind.
“Jim, your soon to be 25, old enough to have better car insurance.  
Yet, your moving out of the boy-phase of your life.”
“Gee, thanks, don’t remind me.” Jim said sullenly, almost 
forgetting the looming presence above his chin.
Mark could only stand, on his knees, above Jim’s head.  The 
realization of Kevin’s device came into focus with some 
conversations they’d had about Jim just before he moved to their 
bed with them, and as that realization came his cock no longer hung 
near Jim but throbbed above him.
Kevin’s eyes went a little wide at that.  He looked at Mark’s face, 
noting that he was letting Kevin proceed uninterrupted and that he 
had an ‘are you sure?” look on his face.  Kevin smiled at him 
gently and nodded just a bit.  He took Jim’s balls in his hand, 
looking at the long silky skin, Jim had a nice pair that he kept 
shaved diligently - which was also in Kevin’s mental notebook, not 
low hangers but a good in between.
Jim let out a soft moan when he felt the warmth of Kevin’s hands, 
he knew something was going on.  He tried to suppress the feeling 
inside him about what he wanted, this was the first of anything 
that could be considered remotely long-term for him.  All the rest 
had been destroyed by his obsession, thus the reason for not 
wanting to attempt a relationship again.
“You keep your balls so nicely shaved Jim, do you hate the thought 
of being a man?” Kevin asked.
“No.” Jim said, not firmly but with surety.
“I’ve noticed Jim, that you like the ball play we’ve used 
recently.”  Kevin was using his techniques, repeating 
his ‘patients’ name, his tone was soft, “I’ve bought you a gift 
that goes with those lines, something stronger.”
“Oh yeah?  A fifth of wiskey before sex?” Jim asked, almost 
panting.  The feeling of anticipation so strong in the room that it 
became almost palpable.
“I’m going to apply this device to your balls so you can feel them 
bounce around more as we fuck tonight, is that OK?” Kevin thought 
that was a stupid question but he wanted to hear the answer.
“Well, yeah, sure…  Anything to appease my men.” Jim answered.
Mark leaned down, touching his cock to Jim’s chin, precum 
glistening and threatening to overflow.  He gently caressed the 
length of Jim’s abdomen reaching his pelvis and pulling the limp 
penis upwards.  Kevin graced him with a smile.
“Jim, we’re doing this all by feel tonight, were not taking off the 
blindfold.” Kevin said as he compressed the handle that spread the 
calipers opening the band.  “First your right nut…” Kevin rolled it 
through the taught hoop, “then the left.”  Gently he released his 
grip to just before crimping Jim’s scrotum.
“God, that’s cold.” Jim noted as he felt the metal touch his 
scrotum.
Kevin rolled the band up the tines of the device as all three of 
them heard the snap of the rubberband around Jim’s ball sac.
“Whoa!” Jim said a little surprised, and with a slight buck of his 
hips,  “a little tighter than before isn’t it?”
“It’s a special band that I’ll explain in a bit.” Kevin said as he 
released the bonds from Jim’s legs.
Mark felt Jim’s balls to check for temperature, he remembered the 
name elastrator from somewhere, but even without that memory he 
knew what was going on.  As Kevin lifted Jim’s legs up Mark grabbed 
them.
Kevin held Jim’s limp member in his hand as he put his mouth over 
Jim’s constricted balls.  He sucked Jim’s balls to the bottom of 
the sack and pulled on the spare skin around the base of Jim’s cock 
causing the band to roll tighter down on the balls.  Kevin noted 
with his tongue that in the twenty or so seconds since he applied 
the band that the temperature in the testicles had already 
dropped.  His mouth released the purpling testicles and when 
between the balls and his hole, then his tongue circled the hole 
and Jim bucked a bit.
“Oh god, yes…” Jim moaned.
Mark took the opportunity to back his hips and the head of his cock 
slid up Jim’s chin and to Jim’s lips, Jim thrust his head up to 
take Mark’s glans.
“You should always be a boy…” Kevin intoned like a chant while 
pausing between Jim’s legs.
“Unh-huh…” Jim moaned around Mark’s dick, and noted that Mark’s 
member got bigger and harder with that acknowledgment.
“Your chest should be smooth, your legs strong, your ass tight.” 
Kevin continued his chant.  The adrenaline he was feeling was much 
more than ever before and was making him higher than a kite.  With 
Mark holding Jim’s legs he could play with himself, and with just 
these few short seconds of stroking his pre-cum, which wasn’t all 
that usual for him, had him completely lubed his dick.
“Yes, definitely…” Jim panted as Mark’s raging hard-on waited for 
Jim to catch his breath.
The mixture of the pleasure of Kevin’s tongue and the slight pain 
of this band constricting him was putting Jim in a place he’d never 
been before.  Mark had pulled his legs almost to his chest and it 
was stimulating Jim’s usually inactive nipples to rise to active 
volcano status, the sensations were causing has sphincter to pulse 
against Kevin’s already invasive tongue.
Kevin’s tongue broke the barrier and was now in a hotter spot.  
Jim’s pulsing sphincter damn-near dragged his tongue in.  This boy 
was getting hot over this situation and Kevin was hot over the 
thought of doing it completely.  He decided he better get his cock 
in here before his tongue equalled it’s length.
Mark watched as Kevin repositioned himself at Jim’s hole, ready to 
plunge and noted the covering of pre-cum already evident on Kevin’s 
dick.  Kevin took a hold of Jim’s deep purple nuts and pulled on 
them as he slid into Jim.
Mark winced as Jim nearly bit his dick off when he moaned.  Kevin 
smiled at Mark as he leaned forward to join in a kiss.  They held, 
building their ecstasy, kissing slowly, Kevin thrusting slowly as 
Mark unloaded his first load into Jim’s waiting gullet.
Jim swallowed quickly letting very little of the fluid escape his 
lips.
“A man’s cum belongs inside of you doesn’t it Jim?” Kevin asked in 
a whispering tone as he began a little faster and Mark moved away 
to recover.
Kevin leaned forward to lick some of the cum off of Jim’s face as 
Jim spoke, “yes…” whispering in the same way.
Kevin thrust slowly, his hand still gripping Jim’s balls and 
pulsing with each thrust, his lips joined with Jim’s and their 
tongues swirled quickly, breath was important in this passion.
Jim’s head lay back tightly against the pillow, his Adam’s Apple 
protruding slightly due to the angle of his neck.  Kevin moved his 
lips down there allowing him more room for his hand to pulse and 
pull at Jim’s testicles.
Jim’s mind was in another world, he knew he wasn’t even hard, but 
in this world his fantasy since adolescence was becoming true, 
someone would remove the annoyances from between his legs.
“To be a boy, to keep your tightness a little longer, this would 
take a sacrifice…” Kevin said staring at the underside of Jim’s 
chin as the boy shook his head almost violently in the 
affirmative, “what kind of sacrifice would that take Jim?” Kevin 
lifted his lips to Jim’s chin.
His eyes clenched, his mouth tight, a strange look of extreme 
ecstasy mixed with a desire to withhold.  Kevin couldn’t hold for 
much longer if this kept up.  He stopped his thrusting and just 
pulsed his hand on Jim’s balls.
“Jim, what would you give for that joy?” Kevin asked, letting his 
dick slide from Jim’s ass.  Mark came over to the bed quicker than 
expected and Kevin knew he would move to another part of the boy’s 
body.
He knew the answer, they all did.  Kevin and Mark had discussed it 
just a few days before Jim moved into their bedroom with them.  
Mark at first dismissed it, but as the past few months of sleeping 
together came on he tended to agree.
Mark took Kevin’s place at Jim’s hole and his semi-hard cock stood 
to attention when he saw what Kevin still had in his hands, the 
purple was still light enough to recover but only had a bit more 
time to go, Kevin’s head was now down at Jim’s still-limp penis.
“To keep what you want and to avoid what is unavoidable,” Kevin 
continued as Mark entered and Jim moaned a little stronger.  Kevin 
used his free hand to begin fondling Jim’s limp dick.  
He received a quick response and was surprised at the very rapid 
increase in his hand, for a few strokes he went down on Jim, then 
he leaned his head up to Jim’s left ear.
“Would you give your nuts for such a prize?” Kevin asked as Jim 
moaned and bucked under Kevin’s hand and on Mark’s cock.
The frenzy built and Kevin left the question in the air for a few 
more seconds, he released his hand from Jim’s rod and went to the 
blindfold…
“Keep your eyes closed for a second Jimmy…” Kevin said quietly 
using the boy-name for the boy under his care…
His hand returned to Jim’s cock and began a rhythmic movement with 
Mark’s trust, despite not touching himself since pulling out of Jim 
he was still ready to blow, he knew that Jim’s answer would provide 
the response…
“Jimmy, we can give you that dream, open your eyes and look…” Jim’s 
eyes opened, his head still arched back as he, at first turned only 
his eyes, then his head towards his crotch.
Mark’s thrusts were more insistent, yet he put Jim’s legs out to 
the sides instead of up on his torso so that the crotch was wide to 
all who viewed.
Jim looked down to see his over-inflated cock being manipulated by 
Kevin, to see Mark’s sweaty six-pack approaching, then leaving, 
only to repeat again.  He saw his testicles, bouncing quickly up 
and against his dick, looking almost black - feeling the extreme 
heat of Kevin’s hand on them, he saw how they already looked like 
they weren’t attached because of their distension, he realized that 
this was a tool that could be used.
“Jimmy, we can remove them, make you a boy forever.”  
Jimmy’s eyes closed in the thought, internally he felt the build up 
that had come quicker than at any other time in his life.
“Do you want us to castrate you?” Kevin whispered in his ear.
Jim moaned deeply feeling that his prostate was about to pinch off 
Mark’s invasions as the first of the deep-pulses tipped over the 
edge to the largest orgasm Jim had ever experienced.  No one had 
said the word to him before, better yet no one offered to give him 
what he’d always wanted.  At the same time he felt Mark’s explosion 
and Kevin’s pulsing wetness hit his belly.
Quietly, despite the desire and need to scream, in the quietest 
sexual moment they had ever shared, their orgasms gave respect to 
Jim’s quiet whisper…
“Yes…”
Mark bent over Jim’s torso and to his lips, still inside of him he 
weakly pulsed and weakly thrust as he met Jim’s lips with his own, 
Kevin’s lips manipulated themselves into the three-way kiss as 
Jim’s tears began to flow.

They had decided that the time had not yet come and had removed the 
elastrator band from Jim’s scrotum.  He’d reacted to the sting of 
the blood flooding his dark-purpled nuts with a free flow of pre-
cum that lasted almost as long as Mark’s multiple orgasms that 
night.  Jim had wanted a more controlled night.
With the release of his pent up fixation Jim opened up even more 
about his desires, he explained to Mark and Kevin approximately 
what he’d fantasized would happen when he was castrated.  For the 
time being though, he wanted them to remain, it was important to 
him that the night that it was to happen would be special.
That didn’t mean that they didn’t use the elastrator more often and 
in different environments.  Mark used his medical experience to 
monitor the situation.  Which isn’t to say that the scenes were all 
that controlled, and some times the elastrator band stayed on a 
little too long.
Mark and Kevin both noted the diminished size of Jim’s morning hard-
ons after a while and decided to keep an eye on him.  Mark acquired 
some syringes and prescribed to his patient, via his office, 
testosterone shots.  Jim was unaware of these as of yet but Mark 
kept the supplies in reserve.
With the threat of each encounter becoming the real thing Jim 
became more impassioned, more free with his sexuality while in 
bed.  Kevin noted with surprise that Jim had even become a little 
more versatile, and while the band constricted his testicles one 
night he actually fucked Kevin pretty well.  
Jim was panting and thrusting over Kevin saying that while he was 
still a man he wanted to feel what they were so keen on.  He came 
twice that night, the first with sperm in his load and the second 
without.  That was one of the uncontrolled nights.
The news came from Kevin’s office in the spring that he was to be 
promoted and the promotion entailed his moving to Washington, D.C. 
at the end of June.  They all discussed the possibility of their 
moving together but it didn’t pan out and it was determined that 
Kevin would move but fly back as often as he possibly could.
Jim’s 26th Birthday loomed at the end of June, shortly after he got 
his doctorate in the physics program, he was to switch to a job 
with the Government in July on a project at a research base just 
outside of town, much higher pay was to come to him.  Kevin didn’t 
want to destroy Jim’s chances, besides he’d be back.
Kevin scheduled the movers for his stuff and his plane ticket for 
Washington on the 1st of July, he awaited the date with trepidation 
and a little depression.  He and Mark had just passed their fifth 
anniversary and it appeared that a long-distance arrangement 
couldn’t be feasible.  Mark would have Jimmy, and Kevin would have 
the pentagon - which had an irony all its own.
Jim told them what he wanted for his birthday, four days after the 
graduation ceremony giving him his doctorate, six days before Kevin 
was to leave.

Kevin, Mark, and Jim had all taken a break from their work 
schedules.  Though it was actually more difficult for Mark than 
either Kevin or Jim because they were in transition between two 
positions.  The morning of his birthday Jim had slept in and was 
awakened by a naked Kevin and Mark serving him breakfast in bed.  
He was escorted to the shower by Kevin and Mark who wouldn’t allow 
him to touch himself, so as he leaned his hands on the tiles of the 
shower wall Kevin was in front of him shaving his body clean while 
Mark was behind doing the same.  Kisses attended the strokes of the 
razors, Mark’s tongue explored Jim’s ass as soon as it was clear of 
the downy hair that surrounded it.
Jim stood, breathing heavily as these two men appeased his body but 
wouldn’t take him over the precipice.  Not that Mark or Kevin were 
concerned in the slightest, Jim had been having difficulty 
maintaining an erection for more than a few pulses these past few 
months, and he couldn’t keep one at all anymore without the 
elastrator band cutting off the blood to his nuts.
Mark couldn’t remember, as he massaged the butt in front of his 
face, clearly the last time he’d seen Jim cum with a strong white 
flow.  He remembered their first early sessions where Jim would cum 
profusely, and it would be white, but he couldn’t put a clear date 
on the day the castration-play began and the white cum ended.
Kevin could remember the day, it was nine months ago this day that 
he’d applied the elastrator band for the first time.  He kissed the 
head of the penis pulsing in front of him, his hands fondled the 
silky sking of the hanging testicles, was it just him or had they 
begun to hang a bit lower now?  His hand caressed the crease where 
the elastrator band had been applied over and over again.  He’d 
bought a bag of one hundred bands and now the bag rattled around 
with perhaps thirty remaining, tonight they’d used the last that 
they’d use.
He lifted his hands to Jim’s hips and pulled his waist to his face, 
not to give him head - the idea was to entice him to cum but to not 
go there, but to give this boy that he’d not see for quite a while 
a hug from down below.
Jim’s instructions had been well thought out, which isn’t 
surprising for a boy who’d thought of this day since he was 
fifteen.  He was to be enticed over and over to the brink of orgasm 
but never over that brink.  He was not to wear any clothes for the 
day and the air conditioner was to be left off, he could go down on 
either of them anytime during the day but was never to touch 
himself.
Jim kept to his schedule rigidly for the day.  The television was 
not on, if anything other than staring at each other they would 
cuddle and pet.  Jim administered three purgings throughout the day 
making sure that he was quite warm and empty by five o’clock.  
Meals for Mark and Kevin were fine, if they could eat while Jim lay 
under the table sucking them.
Kevin found himself astonished at the amount of cum he’d produced 
and spilled throughout the day, never before had he exceeded two 
orgasms in a day.  The very thought of castrating Jimmy would have 
him rigid again, and of course for Mark the same result.  To which 
Jim happily obliged to take their offerings.  Jim took three loads 
from Kevin who stated that he’d not have enough energy or cum for 
later, and Jim took four loads from Mark who’s multiple orgasms 
lasted twice as long then they had on any previous day.
Jim lay on the livingroom floor receiving kisses, rimmings, and 
blowjobs of Kevin and Mark when 5 o’clock came around, Mark grabbed 
the elastrator from the bedroom and applied the first band high up 
Jim’s scrotum next to his extremely rigid cock.  
Jim moaned as the first one was applied, knowing that in half an 
hour he’d receive another from Mark and his nuts would be half dead 
by that point.  His manhood would leave his body this night and 
he’d reach 26 years old as a Eunuch.
Mark and Kevin had concern about the flow of pre-cum coming from 
Jim, would he expend himself too soon and lose the timing involved, 
Mark put his throbbing cock in Jim’s left hand and Kevin put his in 
the right hand.  With Jim’s attention diverted to the manhood he 
was charged with his flow lessened slightly and he massaged the 
gifts in his hands.
Neither of them intended to reach orgasm at this point and Mark 
disengaged rolling Jim over on his stomach, thus disengaging 
Kevin.  He began a slow sensual massage of Jim’s back, knowing that 
with nothing to distract him he’d begin to feel a bit sore in his 
back and sides.  He worked Jim’s back over until Kevin tapped him 
on the shoulder and indicated to him the time.
They both rolled Jim over, who kept his eyes closed.  Mark kissed 
Jim passionately as Kevin handed him the tool needed.  
With the other band high up on Jim’s sac Mark had little difficulty 
getting both nuts through the extended band.  He rolled the band, 
by pulling on the cold purple skin, directly next to the band 
already there.  He’d let that band snap a little harder than he’d 
done before, his excitement at extracting this boy’s spunk and 
manhood at the same time had him shaking passionately.
Jim’s reaction to the snapping of the band was a blissful smile and 
a jerk of his throbbing penis, the flow began again and Kevin put 
his lips over the glans and swallowed enough in ten minutes to fill 
his mouth twice.
Kevin sat back and looked at their boy, he’d not changed much since 
his senior pictures, still skinny with his ribs visible underneath 
the skin of his chest.  Kevin had no idea when he’d first bought 
the elastrator to use it for anything other than clinical 
examination and sexual excitement.  He’d had problems with the 
Hypocratic Oath that he’d discussed with Mark.
His hand went to Jim’s skinny belly, devoid of any fur, as he 
remembered Mark’s response.  “Kev, our hypocratic oath is to do no 
harm, your the shrink do an examination of this kind of scenario 
and see if it’s more of a problem to leave his nuts on, I’ll remove 
them if you agree.”
Kevin wanted to castrate Jim so bad at that point that he’d felt 
that he wasn’t impartial enough to do an investigation, but he did 
so anyway, finding the subject in his books under sexual disphoria 
and in the same category as sex changes.  All entries discussed the 
sanity of the patient despite the unexplained fixation, however 
most noted that the Doctor didn’t recommend the castration.  In 
seven of the ten that he’d reviewed he noted that the patient 
attempted to self-castrate afterwards.  To him that was were the 
point of harm came in, if the Doctor’s had arranged to have the 
surgery performed the patients would not have become a danger to 
themselves.
Kevin sparked his computer up in his office and found newsgroups 
and an Ezine either dedicated to the subject or with large centers 
for the subject to be openly discussed, he’d spent three months 
examining those sites, but his decision had already been made.  He 
loved Jimmy, he loved Mark, he couldn’t bare to see Jimmy harm 
himself, so he would help and participate gladly.
And gladly his hand slid over Jimmy’s belly and to the base of the 
shaft at the top he felt the rigidity involved there and caressed 
its length a few times before touching the almost-black sack at the 
base underneath.  
The house, thanks to the summer weather and the lack of the air 
conditioner was about eighty degrees, but to Kevin Jim’s testicles 
felt like sixty and falling.  
Kevin noted that his reverie had taken the better part of the 
fourty-five minutes before the next phase of Jimmy’s plan.  He 
tapped Jimmy’s shoulder and his eyes open staring at the 
ceiling, “Time to make it so.” Kevin said quietly.
Jim’s smile increased and for the first time today his hand felt 
down to his balls, he looked at the coloration and the size, as 
they had increased a bit, and somehow his smile became more 
beatific to his men.
“This is really gonna happen?” Jim asked.
Mark answered with a kiss and Kevin put his lips to the sac as if 
to kiss them good-bye.  Then they both lifted Jim up and took him 
to the room that Mark had prepped for the best sanitary conditions 
possible.  They laid Jim down on the tight white sheet and Kevin 
gave him the elastrator, already loaded, as the plan called for.  
Jim maneuvered each testicle through the band and snapped the band 
to the testicles, directly above them, giving about a half inch 
between the second and the third band.
Jim then rolled himself up onto his knees and scooted to the end of 
the bed doggy-style directly in front of Mark.  Mark took his hips 
and thrust quickly into Jim’s hole riding him like it was going out 
of style.
Kevin got harder and harder watching the blackened sac smack around 
in between Jim’s legs, the three green bands showing where the 
separation was to occur.  It had taken a bit to get Mark to agree 
to the surgical arrangements, he didn’t like Jim’s method, but 
Kevin reminded him that it was Jimmy’s fantasy and they should be 
happy to participate.  	
Mark arranged to do the suturing of the stump when it was all over 
anyway and a tray stood away from the bed with the necessary 
implements to insure a proper operation.
Kevin laid his back on the bed and slid under Jim’s torso, Jim 
raised his arm to allow Kevin into a 69 position.  Kevin took the 
flowing penis into his mouth as Jim began blowing Kevin’s.
Mark grunted, Jim moaned, and Kevin bobbed.  Kevin was happy to 
have his position, the testicles swung near his head and he would 
do the slice that made Jimmy a boy for the rest of his life.
The time was moving too fast for all three of them, at the state of 
arousal they had maintained all day it was no wonder, but the plan 
accommodated for this.  Jim was already a member of the database 
that Kevin had seen on the internet, he’d gotten all the 
information for this encounter from those sources, he knew better 
than Kevin where to look, and he had done so for many years.
Mark asked, “Jimmy, you want to be our boy forever?”
Jim moaned his ascent around Kevin’s cock.
Kevin let Jim’s cock lift from his lips, and asked “Jimmy, you know 
that once we do this it will be permanent, no surgeon can repair 
it?”
Jim moaned his ascent again.
Kevin took a scalpel hidden nearby and unsheathed it, he was 
getting close to orgasm, he could tell Mark was, and the size of 
Jimmy’s dick in his mouth indicate that he’d get there shortly as 
well.
Kevin took Jimmy’s cock again in his mouth as Jimmy bucked the cock 
in and out while Mark sped up.
“You…” Mark breathed heavily, “…are…ready to…shoot your last man 
load?”
Jim nodded on Kevin’s cock and Kevin lifted his arm and located the 
ice cold testicles quickly.  Jim gave a few more quick strokes with 
his mouth over Kevin’s cock and pulled his lips off, Mark began to 
pace himself as he tipped over the brink of his orgasm, Kevin felt 
the first throb of Jim’s cock as it began for the last time, 
Kevin’s cock throbbed untouched as he entered the last few seconds 
before his untouched orgasm.
“Take my balls, take them now!!!” Jim shouted at the head-board and 
let out a small yelp as Kevin make quick business of the thin line 
of scrotum holding the black sac onto the body.
Kevin swallowed the load delivered by Jimmy and with that thought 
shot his hot load, Jim covered the purple glans with his lips 
receiving the cum.
“Take that man-seed boy, suck it down.” Mark gasped as he continued 
his orgasm, Jim’s yelp was accompanied with a quick tight pinch of 
his sphincter muscle which sent another orgasm simultaneously 
through Mark’s body and penis unloading that much more cum into 
Jim’s ass.
They stayed that way, in that position for a few minutes, the heavy 
weight of Jim’s balls resting in Kevin’s hand.  The blood had been 
minimal and controlled, there was only a little spotting on the 
white sheet and a small drip.  Kevin lifted the balls to his lips 
that were recently vacated by Jimmy’s cock.  He opened his mouth 
and took the entire sack in to mix with the cum he still held 
there.  He slid out from under Jim with his ball sac in his mouth 
and saw Jim’s closed eyes and a look of sadness and ecstasy.
He moved up to kiss Jimmy and the boy’s eyes opened when something 
intruded besides Kevin’s lips.  He had yet to look at his new 
transformation, Kevin thought to preserve this perfect moment all 
that much longer.
Their lips moved up against each other around the ball sac which 
Kevin forced into Jim’s mouth, this was not in Jim’s plan, but 
Kevin wanted to do it.
“Suck that boy, take the last of your cum out of that sac, that’s 
the last it’ll produce for you.” Kevin said lovingly and Jim 
grabbed the lower part of the sack and sucking on the stem of it, 
pulling the blood and cum out of it.  
Mark slid out of Jim and Jim stood on his knees putting his back to 
Mark’s front he tilted his head back severly and offered the ball 
sac in his mouth to Mark, which Mark took in his mouth.  
Mark returned it to Jim via their mouths and said, “I’ll bet you’ve 
never been able to taste your own nuts before…”
Jim removed the round dark packet from his lips and set them on the 
bed, he had yet to look at his crotch and looked, instead at 
Kevin, “There’s still some cum in here…” his hand went to his penis 
but no further, “we need to purge it out completely.”
Kevin noted tears brimming in Jimmy’s eyes, tears of joy or mute 
sadness he couldn’t be sure but he went to the next part of the 
plan, Mark was to go to Jim’s head and Kevin was to fuck Jim while 
Jim brought himself to a final orgasm.
Kevin slid in easily considering the large amount of lubricant 
dripping out, down the space between, over the stump, along the 
length of Jimmy’s limp dick - which almost brought Kevin to orgasm 
just looking at it from this angle - to the sheet below to mix with 
the blood drops a few inches behind the ball sac, which lay 
unattended.
“Oh yes,” Jimmy moaned, “fuck your boy Kevin, your Eunuch, for you 
discovered him and you created him.”
Kevin could hardly stand it, Jimmy’s prostate was still throbbing 
but not done yet as it increased in size again to pin Kevin’s cock 
against the top of his rectum, the sensation was intense as all the 
events of today and the past months filled his mind, he was quick 
to regain the orgasm feel and Jimmy had used the oozing lubricant 
from his ass to get himself up and hard in quick order.
Mark had yet to push his cock in Jimmy’s mouth, and looked as if he 
wouldn’t.  Jimmy’s shoulders were hunched and his head was on his 
arm, his eyes were probably on the ball sac below and his shoulders 
would shake with the crying he was doing.  Kevin was concerned but 
knew that this was the realization of all Jimmy’s sexual hopes and 
dreams for about ten years, and the culmination of his emotion in 
tears was understandable.
Kevin felt Jimmy’s prostate go rock hard and knew that the orgasm 
was short to follow, which was fine because his wasn’t far off.  
Jimmy stood on his knees again and quickly moved to the side while 
stroking himself, he aimed his penis at the ball sac on the bed as 
Mark did the same after moving closer, and Kevin didn’t need to 
move.  All three shot their loads on the sac, Mark and Kevin noting 
that Jim’s load was a lot clearer with very little sperm to whiten 
it,  and took a few moments to recover.
Mark had a look of sheer ecstasy and a strange look of bewilderment 
at the same time, they had actually done it.  Kevin must have 
shared the same look.
“My God, it’s actually been done.” Jimmy said staring down at 
himself for the first time, “I thought this couldn’t be real, this 
couldn’t finally be happening.”  A sob escaped stronger than all 
the others.
Kevin’s tears of joy sprang to his eyes.
Jim looked at the both of them, one at a time and slowly, “I 
couldn’t have had it done more perfectly than that.”
Mark asked quietly, “Are you in pain?”
“Yeah, a little, in my back…” he indicated with his hands the area 
below his ribcage where he should have felt pain in this 
situation.  He buckled, carefully, from his knees to sit on his 
butt, “but it’s part of the pleasure right now, and it doesn’t 
bother me yet.”
Kevin moved to the bed and kissed Jimmy, “I love you Jimmy, I love 
you as much as I love Mark, I can’t believe I’m leaving, I can’t 
believe what I’m feeling right now.  But I do have to go and it’s 
killing me inside.”
They kissed and cried and held each other.
“So Jimmy, how does it feel to be nutless.” Mark stated, ready for 
more.
“Stop it Mark, you’ll make me shoot again.” Jim stated.
“Well I wouldn’t mind seeing you flow clear.” Mark stated.
Jimmy was fading off to sleep, years of emotion around the issue 
had been spent in this event, Kevin held him as he slipped off to 
sleep.  Looking at the clock Kevin noted that it was the fastest 
four hours in his life, amazed to see that it was 9:15.
Mark and Kevin got it on, for old times’ sake alone, both of them 
shooting their loads on Jim’s severed manhood.
Mark pulled a syringe out of the drawer next to his side of the bed.
“And you are doing?” Kevin queried as Mark injected the contents of 
the syringe around Jim’s crotch.
“I’m suturing up the remains, he shouldn’t have these two bands on, 
they could slip and he’d bleed uncontrollably.” Mark said as he 
pinched Jim’s penis hard enough to cause it to go white.
Waiting a few more minutes to be sure he unrolled a kit he’d 
prepared and removed the damaged skin, cleaning up the area rather 
nicely.

Jim was amazed, as he sat reminiscing with Mark about that night it 
came to him that it had been over three years ago.  Mark had given 
him a 75% normal dose of Testosterone after they figured it out 
since then, Jim kept his boyish figure and - secretly - he did 
boost his levels when he knew he’d have time with Mark, and lowered 
it a bit to around 60% when he was going about his regular day.
“Did you remember the phone call from Kevin when he finally arrived 
in D.C.?” Mark laughed.
Jim did remember.  Mark sowed up the bag after draining the blood 
from it.  Together they sealed the prize in a vacuum tube about 2” 
long.  When they told Jim that they’d saved them for him he, in 
turn, gave them to Kevin to put on his mantel or by his bedside 
3,000 miles away.  The X-ray machine at O’Hare airport noted the 
tube and Kevin had to handle a few unusual questions.  He was 
frantic for a bit, but after a year or so it became a joke for them.
Kevin had returned a few times since moving, but he’d moved up in 
his department even further virtually guaranteeing his permanent 
residence in the nation’s capital.  But when he came over for his 
yearly visits it was like old times with more urgency.
“Y’know,” Mark began hesitantly, “it’s a shame we could only do 
that once.”
“Well, we could always castrate you, I think I can figure it out.” 
Jim jibed.
“No way, thank you these stay here because they belong against the 
crack of your ass when I’m in there.”
“Well, they fit now that mine are in Washington.” Jim smiled 
drinking his coffee.  The paper had sat on the table as they had 
reminisced and the breakfast they ate slowly as they talked.
“No, it was a one-time rush unfortunately, not easily repeated.”
“Well, you could go into the business of castrating all those guys 
begging for it on the net.”
“No Jim, you were totally different, I could get in trouble with 
the law besides.”
Jim paused for a minute, a light entering his eyes, “Y’know, what 
if I could get you a will applicant just like me who wants it 
terribly bad.”
“You’re kidding, with your hot bod and the stuff about you that 
Kevin and I absolutely love?  There’s no chance of that.” Mark 
scoffed.
“Actually, there is…” Jim sat back with an incredible look on his 
face.

To be continued…