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	When I showed up at work that day it seemed like any other 
day.  Cops hanging out at their desks or by the copy machines.  It 
was still kinda early in the morning so there weren't any 
interrogations or people waiting around to give statements or 
anything - just a few prostitutes left over from earlier that night 
or drug addicts they hadn't gotten around to yet.
	Me? I'm not a cop, I'm just the office boy.  I run errands, 
deliver messages, clean minor stuff, make coffee, that kind of 
thing.  I originally got the job after I got caught on a possession 
charge and was ordered to do community service.  At first I hated it 
but got over it, and really came to like the job.  When my hours 
were up they offered it to me fulltime if I wanted it, and that came 
with all sorts of benefits - free access to the city center gym, 
parking, a decent wage.  I had just gotten out of college with a 
pretty useless degree and figured I could hang out, model a little 
on the side and pay off my loans.  I'd been clean for about a year 
and made up the mass I lost when I had to go off the roids.  My 
balls had even grown back up almost to the level they'd been at 
before I started the cycles, which was actually kind of annoying - I 
had gotten used to not having the weight there.
	I'd even gotten to be pretty good friends with some of them. 
 I worked out with one guy in particular, named Dave, and we fooled 
around a little bit in the showes sometimes - mild making out, 
handjobs, that sort of thing.  I had actually really come to like 
most of the officers, and was making a lot of headway on paying off 
my loans and my physical goals.
	I said hi to everybody and started up my usual routine - 
freshen the coffee, empty trash, get donuts for whoever wanted them. 
 Everything was normal until ten, when an announcement came over the 
PA that all male employees were to report to the briefing room by 
11.
	Nobody seemed to know what was going on.  I wondered if I 
was supposed to go, and decided that I should - it did say all male 
employees, not all male officers.  At 11 I filed into the room with 
all the cops.  The sergeant was up front.  Once we all settled down 
he started talking.  "Men, our insurance people have contacted us 
and want you to watch a video.  We'll talk about it afterwards."  He 
called for the lights to be darkened and popped the tape in.
	It started with some cheesy music and the title popped up: 
"Sexual Nullification: the Right Decision."  Most everybody snorted, 
and a couple guys muttered, "Yeah, right."  The tape went on and 
started talking about the medical benefits of castration.  They 
actually seemed pretty attractive to me.  After that they went into 
the psychological benefits of it, and then the benefits of having 
your penis removed as well.  I was actually pretty enthralled by it, 
and it seemed that most of the other guys were too.  Thinking about 
was giving me a pretty massive boner.  By the time the movie got to 
testimonials of guys who had been nullified or castrated I was sold 
on the prospect.  The final piece was how the insurance people would 
reduce our premiums and copay by a large amount if we were 
castrated, and double that if we had our cocks removed as well.
	When the lights came up we were all talking about it, how we 
were up for it and all.  I patted Dave's erection under his pants.  
"Gettin' rid of the old guy, huh?"
	"I can't wait," Dave said.  "This sounds great.  You going 
for the whole shebang?"
	"Hell, yeah," I told him.  "I loved not really having balls 
before but now I'll not have a dick either.  That'll be great.  All 
nice and smooth."
	"Men!  Men!" the sergeant quieted us.  "As it happens, a 
representative from the insurance company is here and can do the 
surgery today at work.  Now we have to divide you up...all men 
wanting just to have their testicles removed come up to the front, 
we'll get them done first."  A few guys went up, only five.  Most of 
us wanted our cocks gone.  The sergeant told them to where to go and 
they headed out.  The rest of us he divided up into desk jobs and 
non-deskjobs.  I went in the desk job category.  "Now you boys," he 
said to the nondeskjobs, "we can only do half of you today and the 
other half when the first half is ready for duty again.  Line up."  
They did.  He went down the line, choosing every other man.   Dave 
got picked.  "You all will get done today.  The rest of you will 
have to wait, but can be castrated today and have your cocks removed 
later on."  They looked disappointed.
	Those of us that could be done that day shuffled off down 
the hall to the room where they were performing the castrations.  
Once there we all got naked and in line, ready to be cut.  Most of 
us had huge erections, which was understandable - I mean, we were 
getting castrated, who wouldn't be excited?  Dave was behind me and 
his cock kept knocking into my butt.  It occured to me we'd never 
really get to fool around much after this, so flexed my ass a little 
to open it up and moved backwards a bit.  He figured out what I was 
doing and thrust forward slowly, impaling me on his cock ever so 
slowly.  Nobody else seemed to notice - a few guys were jacking off 
slowly or just playing with themselves, the rest just stared right 
ahead.  
	I kept backing up until my ass met his groin, savoring the 
feeling.  The five guys who were just getting nutted walked by, and 
I stared enviously at their empty scrotums.  Our line stepped up a 
little.  Dave moved back a bit, and then forward again, fucking me 
slowly but picking up speed.  The feeling was intense, and my dick 
looked like it was ready to burst.  Dave grabbed my sides for 
support and started really going to town on me, thrusting like 
crazy, until he finally blew his load inside me.  I came just after 
into a paper towel the guy ahead of me handed me and wiped off, 
flush with the after sex glow.
	As I got nearer the head of the line I could see better how 
this was being done.  We got on all fours and they cut our balls out 
from behind, then stood up while they did our cocks.  The guy ahead 
of me, Officer Andrews, got down and I nearly came just watching as 
they slit his scrotum open and pulled out his hangers.  They looked 
huge, just there.  My heart was beating faster and faster, and I 
admit I was a little nervous.  
	When my time finally came I just wanted to get it over with 
- get the cuts done and be free of it.  I and a surprising number of 
the other guys getting cut already shaved their groins (hell, I did 
my whole body - showed off my muscles better) so they didn't have to 
do that with me.  Just down on my fours and an anesthetic shot, then 
I could feel the tugs as they cut me open and pulled out the 
offending glands.  They were still a lot smaller than most guys due 
to the damage I'd done to them, but seeing them actually removed 
from my body was just cool.
	When that was done I stood up and joined the line of people 
waiting to have their dicks removed.  I turned and watched as Dave 
was castrated, still with a giant hardon.  Mine was still half hard, 
and watching Dave get his nuts cut out was enough to bring me back 
to full erection.  He grabbed my cock and started jacking it slowly, 
bringing to full erection, and then finally going down to his knees 
to suck on it.  It didn't take long before I climaxed, spurting 
vaguely pink goo with white strands down his throat.
	They tapped me on the shoulder.  "Your turn, sir."  I turned 
around, cock still wet and excited.  They had me lie down on this 
table with my knees up in the air and spread way apart.  A few 
little anesthetic shots around the base of my cock and I couldn't 
feel a thing.  I watched happily as they slid the catheter in, and 
then made the first incision, a v-shape whose point was a little 
under my erect cock.  After some more digging, the guy just slid my 
softening cock off the catheter.  I nearly came again right there.  
More tugging and pulling as he tied off veins and such, and then a 
dull spot of pain as they punched a new pisshole down between my 
legs and pushed the catheter out through it.  More tugging as they 
attached my urethra to the new hole, he closed and I was all done!
	A pair of nurses washed me up, taped a bandage pad to my 
groin and transferred me to a stretcher. They pushed me over to a 
corner and told me to lie there quietly.  I did.  Soon after I was 
done they wheeled Dave over.  We looked at each other and just 
smiled.