Foster Farm

Fostered boy end up with Crushed Nuts when a horse steps on them

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FOSTER FARM
By: [email protected]

I grew up in several foster homes, constantly being shunted from one 
place to another every few months.  I never knew where I would be 
from one day to the next.  I would be collected at the school 
principal’s office by an officer from child services and moved to a 
different home and school in many cases.

This moving continued and stopped just before I was fourteen.  A 
family took me in that lived on a farm.  The farm was isolated and 
was located fifty kilometres out of the closest town. The homestead 
is situated over looking a river, which is its only water source as 
well. 

It was a small family and they had two boys of their own.  The oldest 
boy Todd was twenty-four and his younger brother Peter was sixteen 
years of age.  We all had our own bedrooms and life seemed really 
good.  I would go to school with Peter and we were picked up on the 
school bus and taken to school.

Several months went by and the family had accepted me as one of 
theirs.  I got on extremely well with both brothers.  Their parents 
insisted that I call them Mum and Dad just like Todd and Peter.  I 
over heard both Mum and Dad talking with the people from child 
services that they could not see what all the fuss over me was 
about.  That I had fitted in well and it was like I had been with 
them all the time. 

 The three of us boys would go swimming in the river every day after 
school, no one would ware any clothing in swimming seeing we were so 
isolated.  The two brothers would comment on my huge genitalia in 
comparison to theirs.

Todd has a nicely developed body with well-defined abbs and 
pectorals.  He has a light coating of light brown hair over his five 
foot nine rugged farmer’s body.  A large patch of brown curly hair 
adorned his cock and balls.  Todd’s eight-inch thick cut cook and 
largish balls looked good.

Peter on the other hand is tall six foot six with blond hair.  Again 
he has a very well developed body.  The only body hair was his patch 
over his six-inch thin cock and average sized balls as well as his 
under arms.  Peter has feet that look like surf boards they are that 
big.

Then theirs me, Mark is my real name but I am called Spanky because I 
was always being spanked for being in trouble and the name stuck.  
Even the officers from child services called me Spanky.  As for my 
body I am only five foot one inches tall and skinny as a been pole.  
I looked a little like a jockey in many ways.  

You could just make out my pectorals other than that I looked like a 
ten-year-old.  I have a thick crop of jet-black short hair; the only 
body hair was a thin row around the top of my cock.  Two or three 
hairs adorned my under arms and a few sparse black hairs around my 
butt hole. 

My only assets are my twelve and a half-inch very thick cut cock and 
huge low hanging bulls’ balls.  Not to mention my bubble butt that 
filled the back end of my shorts, whilst the rest filled the front.  
I have never had a pair of long pants in my life.  I do have a 
natural bronze tone to my skinny flat-stomached body.  My cock didn’t 
grow apart from its girth when it became erect. 

In no time at all both of them one at a time would start visiting my 
bedroom of night. They would give my bubble butt a good screwing.  It 
didn’t take the brothers much time to realise that they were both 
fucking me during the night.  So they started to work together and I 
became the meat in the sandwich of our sex escapades.

They would punch me in the balls if I came during sex.  As they said 
I was to be their sex slave.  That as the youngest I would always be 
the bottom, the boy as it was amongst them.  As our relationship 
developed we got more into S&M and B&D.  I had to follow their orders 
and they decide on what I would wear and all that.

It was a great time, I am not sure if Mum and Dad knew what were 
would all get up to but they never said anything.  One-school 
holidays Mum and Dad had to go to a conference down in the city.  So 
they left us boys all home to look after the property because they 
said we would get board in the city with nothing to do.

The three of us played up quiet a bit.  Todd's mate Bruce the local 
young vet came out and stayed with us.  They kept me naked all the 
time and one-day Bruce had been in town and came back with a machine 
that looked rather space age in its appearance.

Todd and Peter put me up on the table and shaved off the few pubic 
hairs I had and those around my butt and under-arms.  Bruce fired up 
his machine and put a pair of special glasses on me and the others 
did as well.  He put the wand of the machine near where I had been 
shaved and a light pulsed and I felt a slight stinging sensation. 

They even did my face before they flipped me over and did my butt and 
the rest of my body.  They did it in several sessions and when they 
were finished I was a bit red all over.  A bit like I was sun burnt, 
they applied some creams to my body and when they were finished they 
told me I would never have any body hair below my neck again.  

I was told I would only have hair on the top of my head.  That I 
would never be able to grow any facial hair or side burns like men 
could.  That my over scrawny body would always look like a hairless 
smooth boy.  Not even bum fluff would grow or hairs on my balls.

By the time Mum and Dad came home the redness over my body had gone 
and you couldn't tell anything had been done except there was no hair 
but that was hard to tell.  The biggest part that would give it away 
was my under-arms.  I loved it and the felling of being totally 
smooth.

As time went by we got more sexually active together as well as doing 
more around the station.  One night at the table Mum and Dad brought 
up the subject of what all wanted for our futures.  We discovered 
that we all wanted to work on the property but in different ways.

Todd just loved working with his hands and the machines around the 
place.  He was also good with the other workmen and keeping them 
going.  Peter was more interested in agriculture, land development 
and stock.  He likes experimenting with crops and getting better 
yields along with animal management and all that sort of thing.  As 
for me I was more interested accounts and general management.  I was 
doing brilliantly at school in accounting and management subjects 
along with information technology.

We all said that we weren't interested in straying to fair from the 
area.  Mum and Dad said the three of us made a complete team when it 
came to looking after the station.  You could see that they were 
pleased and impressed with our attitudes towards running the property.

Mum said, what about your personal lives and getting married and 
families?  Suddenly the place went quiet and the three of us looked 
at each other.  There was a long silence.  Each of us tried to say 
something but couldn't get the words out; there was another silence.  

I spoke up and said, I want to thank you all for giving me some 
stability over the last few years and I love it here.  If you want me 
to go I will, but I am gay.  Mum got up and came over and said, you 
are not going anywhere, you're our boy now and we accept you for who 
you are.

With that Todd and Peter said we are gay too.  Dad said, we know 
boys.  Your Mum and I just wanted you to say it and bring it out in 
the open.  We all looked rather relieved.  Mum said, you don't have 
to try hiding you feelings for each other now.

Todd kept working on the place.  Peter did his agricultural coarse at 
the local adult education place in town and I kept up with my studies 
at school.  Things were ticking over rather well.  The three of us 
boys moved into a bigger bedroom with a king-size bed.  We had lots 
of fun.

Peter had finished his education and I still had a few years to go.  
Mum and Dad decided that they wanted to take a trip over seas for 
several months.  So the plans were made and they went on their way at 
the beginning of the summer break from school.

Bruce the vet came out and stayed with us when he wasn't overly busy 
in town.  The guys decided that they would try and teach me how to 
ride a horse.  I was doing reasonably well but I was not really 
confident about my riding.  The guys could see I wasn't handling it 
well and they tried to encourage me.  At least they didn't make fun 
of me.

A couple of weeks later I had improved some but only when the horse 
was going slowly.  We were just allowing the horse to walk around the 
corral with me on top.  The other guys where sitting up on the fence 
watching me and talking together.

When all of a sudden something spooked the horse and it reared up.  I 
ended up sprawled out face down on the ground as the horse twirled 
around besides me. The three guys were tying to round the horse up.  
I had my hand over my head to try and protect me, well that's what I 
thought at the time. 

Without warning I screamed in pain but I wasn't sure where the pain 
came from.  However I passed out face down in the dirt.  I am not 
sure how long I was out to it but when I started to come around I was 
in the river waist deep.  Todd was nursing me and started patting my 
head as I started to groan and come too.

My balls ached and felt like they were the size of a football and as 
hot as hell.  Peter was crying and Bruce had run to his car to get 
his vet's bag.  He had a feel around whilst I was out to it and 
couldn't feel my balls before they swelled too much.  The horse had 
trodden on my balls and crushed them.  I hadn't been told at this 
point what they suspected.

Bruce called the town Doctor Ian as they were friends and he said to 
bring me in as fast as they could get me there.  Bruce gave me an 
injection to ease the pain and they got me into the car and took me 
to town.  

Ian was there to great us as we arrived at his surgery.  Once inside 
he had a gentle feel around and that's when he said, I think they are 
both crushed, your little mate with the big dick is a eunuch.  
Several more injections were put in around my scrotum as Todd and 
Peter said, oh fuck!  Bruce said, what if we open the bag up and 
flush it out relieving the pressure and just see what's actually 
there.

So Ian picked up a scalpel and made a slice down the centre of my 
ball bag and as he did fluid and bits of flesh flowed out.  When he 
had my ball bag opened from top to bottom it was clear that both my 
balls no longer existed.  They flushed out the interior with saline 
solution and Ian tied off the cords that used to lead to my balls.  
He also trimmed some other damaged tissues within the bag.

The boys were talking what are we going to do.  Mum and Dad will be 
up set Todd said.  Bruce said, I have several artificial bulls' balls 
in my surgery we could put those in so he will still look like he has 
balls.  Ian spoke up and said we could give him testosterone so he 
can still get a hard on and all that.  

Bruce went off and got the artificial bulls' balls and brought them 
back.  One lot was smaller than the others were.  Peter said, use the 
bigger ones, they're not much bigger than his are even if they do 
weigh more.  Ian said that if we let them sit on the bottom of his 
bag they would help stretch his nut sack even more.

Todd said, why not sounds like fun seeing he is now a eunuch now, our 
little boy forever.  So the bigger balls were stuffed into my 
stretched scrotum and Ian stitched up the cut with fine stitches that 
shouldn't show that much once healed.

The guys thanked Ian and took me back home to rest.  Once the pain-
killers wore off I ached all over like a bus or truck had hit me.   
Whilst I was asleep Todd rung Mum and Dad and told them what had 
happened.  They wanted to speak with me but I was sleeping so they 
didn't disturb me.

I have to say once things healed and I was back on my feet the weight 
of my new non-functioning balls was exquisite to say the least as 
they swung between my legs.  They would often fall out of my shorts 
to the surprise of others at their size and how low they hung.

With the testosterone patches I was still able to get my big dick up 
and reach orgasm but of course there was nothing in it.  The three of 
us still enjoy good sex and I don't miss my real balls and I still 
can't get on riding horses to well. 

But I soon forgot about the pain of having a horse step on my nuts 
and the guys would often remind me in public that I would like ice 
cream with crushed nuts.  If we ever had something to eat with 
crushed nuts on them they would always comment, I wonder if these are 
Spankys'.