Brian's Birthday Present

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Brian's Birthday Present


Yesterday was my 12th birthday and I got a great present from my 
mother. The funny
thing about it is that she doesn't realize she gave me what I 
wanted.

About the time I turned 10 I discovered how much fun I could have 
with my penis.
I just about wore that sucker out. Then I got a computer. What does 
a computer have
to do with my prick? Everything! Now my mother is a dear sweet 
person, but she
doesn't have a clue about all the good stuff on the Internet. Bless 
her heart, she thought
a computer would help with my school work, instead it damned near 
flunked me out.

I soon discovered newsgroups. After checking out all the nude stuff, 
and not really getting much of a charge, I stumbled across some 
bondage  stuff. I would imagine 
myself all tied up and helpless with someone working over my cock 
and balls. I
had found my niche. Soon all my time was spent looking for more and 
more weird 
shit. The weirder the better. Then I discovered the Eunuch Archive. 
So, OK, I'm not
18, but who knows or cares. Mom wouldn't have had a clue about Net 
Nannie or whatever anyway. So there I was, already hooked on bondage 
stuff and here's all
this good stuff about  guys losing their things. This was jackoff 
material I couldn't
put down. My entire fantasy world shifted from bondage to 
castration. Then I read
"Cowboys and Indians". Now I was hooked on penectomy. I would 
picture myself
tied up, with some cute girl or boy, I didn't care which, slowly 
sawing through my
prick. 

Enough history, about what happened yesterday. As I said, yesterday 
was my birthday
and every birthday my mother takes me to the doctor for my annual 
checkup. Now
always before this was a pain in the ass, but last year things 
changed. Our doctor is
a nice looking old lady, at least 30. Well, last year when she had 
me stripped down naked
I got a kick out of it. When she felt around my nuts and prick, I 
got a boner. Her and
the cute nurse kind of laughed about it and thought it was cute. I 
was embarrassed as hell,
but still got a charge out of her feeling my "privates".  What 
really got me excited was
imagining them removing my penis. So I was actually looking forward 
to this year's check up. Of course I pissed and moaned about going, 
but deep down I was really looking forward to them seeing me naked 
again. I had a bunch of wild fantasies about
them finding something wrong with my cock and having to remove it. 
Man I just about
rubbed my prick raw in the days before my appointment.

When we pulled into the clinic parking lot my prick started coming 
to life. I was really
looking forward to this appointment. The waiting room was full, as 
usual. Our doctor
specialized in kids, and it seemed half the kids in my school were 
in the waiting room.
I said Hi to a few of the kids I knew and sat down by Alicia 
Cummings. She was in my
grade and had been in quite a few of my fantasies. If she only knew 
how many times she
had sliced off my cock. By now I had a raging hard on. My dirty 
little mind was making
up all sorts of good stuff. I felt mother poke me and point to the 
door. They were ready for us. 

I went into the examination room and Mom followed me. This was new. 

"I want to talk to the doctor", she said.

This was a new twist. I sure didn't want my mother to see me with a 
boner, but I couldn't
get the damn thing to go down.

"Well take off your clothes and get ready for the doctor." Mom said.

"But you're here."

"Big deal, I've seen your naked butt before."

Yeah, she's seen my butt and now she's about to see my little boner, 
I thought.  But what the hell, I've gotta strip. Now this was 
different. Before I just came in alone, took off my
clothes and waited for the doctor and nurse. If they saw my prick, 
that was part of the excitement. With mother here this could be 
embarrassing. Embarrassing or not I took my
clothes off, keeping my back to Mom. Damn thing still wouldn't go 
down.

The doctor and nurse came in, spoke to us, and proceeded with my 
examination. Usual
stuff, listen to heart, blood pressure, etc, etc. Nothing exciting 
yet. Mom had taken a long
hard look at my erect little prick, but didn't say a word. Just sort 
of shook her head. Then
the doctor started to feel around my balls. My prick perked up even 
more. She grasped my penis and really gave it a good look.
 
"Brian, what have you been doing to your penis? It's chapped and 
red."

Now how do you answer that?

"I-I-I don't know." I stammered.

"That's what I want to talk to you about." my mother told the doc.

"His school work has suffered, his grades are bad, and every night 
all I hear from his
room is the bed squeaking. I think he plays with that thing 
constantly."

"Well, it does appear to have been somewhat abused." answered the 
doc. The nurse
chuckled.

By now I was trying to cover up the offending member with my hands. 
This wasn't going
at all like I had fantasized.

"Brian, move you hands so the doctor can see." shouted my mom.

I shook my head no and gripped my things harder.

"Nurse take care of that, will you?" this from doc.

The nurse took my hands and fastened them behind me. Now my poor, 
red, abused prick was exposed once more to the world.

"What can you do doctor? Will he out grow playing with his penis?" 
asked Mom.

"Yes, in about thirty or forty years." answered the doctor.

"But he's flunking school." cried Mother. "You've got to do 
something."

"Well, there is one sure way to stop it."

"What's that."

"Well it's rather drastic."

"I don't care, he's got to stop."

"It's an extreme measure."

"What is it?"

"Removal!"

I had been standing there taking all this in and not really paying 
much attention. Then I heard drastic, extreme and removal. That got 
my attention. My penis had finally started to
soften, but on "removal" it started erecting. Now fantasy is one 
thing, and talking about
removing it was exciting, but surely Mother wouldn't let them. Would 
she?

"You mean, cut it clear off?"

"Oh all but about an inch. Brian's penis is only about four inches 
long now, so if we
leave him about an inch it'll grow a little bit more. But really 
just leave him enough to
pee with. He'll still have to sit down, but he can still aim it. We 
could remove the whole
thing, root and all, but that's complicated. This way we just snip 
off most of it and send
him home. I understand it doesn't really hurt that much. He'll be 
fine in a couple of weeks."

This was getting serious. I was horrified at the thought of losing 
my cock, yet I had never
been so excited. Just the word "snip" turned me on. What would 
Mother do? I wanted
her to stop this nonsense, but I also wanted her to say."Do it."

"Brian, I'm sorry, but your future is too important to be left to 
your "thing". OK doctor
how are you  going to do the operation?"

"It's not really an operation. We'll just take Brian into the 
procedure room and snip it off."

I just stood there dumbfounded. I couldn't talk. I wanted to plead 
for my penis, don't
do this to me, but yet----this was my dream come true. My penis was 
so hard it hurt. It
just stood there, poking straight out, throbbing and twitching. It 
had a mind of it's own
and it wanted to die.

"Look at that," said the young nurse, "We're going to cut his penis 
off, and it's still hard."

"That's fairly normal," answered the doctor. "It also makes it 
easier to cut off just the right amount."

"Are you really going to cut it off?" asked Mother.

"If you want him to stop masturbating we should."

"All right if that's the best way. Go ahead."

This was it then. Fantasy fulfilled. No more cock. Feeling dread and 
joy I waited for the next move.

"Come on Brian, this won't take long." said the nurse.

"Were are we going?" I asked.

"To the procedure room. It's just on the other side of the waiting 
room."

"Can't I put my clothes back on?"

"What for? You'll just have to take them off again."

"But you said it's on the other side of the waiting room."

"So?"

"But the room is filled with people."

"So?"

"But they'll all see me naked."

"Yes, and they'll all see your penis. You might as well let them 
look. It's the last time you'll have one to show. Besides it might 
do some of them some good."

"What do you mean, good?"

"Well they'll want to know what's happening to you, so we'll tell 
them we are snipping off your penis so you can't masturbate 
anymore."

Now I had gotten off fantasizing about humiliation and cock removal, 
but to go through a
waiting room full of kids I knew. Especially Alicia Cummings, maybe 
she had already
left. How could I face anyone at school after today? Still, this was 
surely the most exciting moment of my life. With very mixed feelings 
I followed the nurse into the
waiting room. As we stepped into the waiting room I heard someone 
gasp and some kid
yell. "Look ma, a naked boy!" All eyes turned toward me. I saw 
Alicia looking right at
my hard little peter. All the kids jumped up and gathered around us. 

"What's going on?" asked one boy.

"We're taking Brian into the procedure room."

"What for?"

"We're going to snip off his penis."

"Why?"

"So he'll have to stop masturbating."

I'm standing there the center of attention. Turning bright red, but 
still with a hard, throbbing penis. I looked at Alicia and noticed 
she had a slight little smile. She seemed
to be getting a kick out of my discomfort.

"If any of you parents think this would be a good object lesson for 
your kids you're free
to let them watch." said the doc.

"Oh no." I thought, "not only did they all see me naked, now they 
can watch me get my cock cut off. This was going beyond my wildest 
dreams. I was terribly humiliated, ashamed and yet I realized this 
was exactly what I wanted.

Everybody wanted to see me lose it. The doc said that the procedure 
room was too small for everybody to get in, so they would just do it 
there in the waiting room. She left and came back with some tools. I 
couldn't take my eyes off her right hand. It held the "snips."
She knelt down in front of me, washed my cock with some kind of 
disinfectant and slipped a clamp over my cock clear down to the 
base. She tightened the clamp a little, then turned to my mom and 
asked.

"Shall we give him one last cum?"

Oh please ma, say yes. I didn't care if the world was watching, I 
just had to have a last cum.

"Go ahead Brian, get off for the last time." said Mother.

"I can't with my hands fastened behind me." I replied.

"I'll help him out." piped up Alicia, placing her warm fingers 
around my penis.

She slowly began to move her hand back and forth. Soon I was bucking 
into her hand, she was going faster, and then I shot my last load. 
Spurt after spurt, dribbling all over
her warm little hand. Then it was over-forever.

The doctor cleaned me up again. My penis was still rock hard waiting 
for its execution. The doc put the clamp back on and started to 
tighten it all the way. I could feel it squeezing my poor doomed 
penis tighter and tighter. Finally all was ready.

"Alicia dear, you did such a good job getting Brian off, would you 
like to do the honors?" asked the doctor.

"Oh yes, please." said Alicia reaching for the snips.

I waited, heart pounding, cock throbbing as Alicia placed the snips 
about an inch from the base of my penis. I watched her hand as her 
fingers slowly closed the handles. I felt
the sharp edge of the snips start to penetrate my skin. She squeezed 
harder closing the snips completely and we all heard a small plop as 
my penis hit the floor. Alicia picked
it up and showed it to everybody. The doctor asked her if she would 
like to keep it.
She said she would so the doctor put it in a bottle of something to 
preserve it and gave
it to her.

The doc took me into the procedure room, gave me a shot of pain 
killer and sewed me up. 

Well, that's my birthday. Alicia called a while ago to see how I was 
doing. She said she
thought it would be fun to go with a boy with no penis. Especially 
since she had his penis at home in her drawer. Who knows where we go 
from here? Someday day I'll let you
know how Alicia and I are doing..