A New Eunuch Is Born (part I)

How do you put zest back into a good marriage?  Here is one man's 
experience.  I hope you don't mind a long story.

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My wife Kathleen and I have been married for nearly 20 years .  We 
made a vow with one another that we would always seek to keep 
ourselves physically fit and attractive for each other.  After all, 
neither of us was attracted to couch potatoes.  Also, since neither 
of us wanted children, I had a vasectomy shortly after our marriage. 
 As a result, we manage to have a rich and rewarding sex life after 
all those years together.  We share many fantasies with each other, 
but I was surprised to learn of her long standing fantasy for me to 
lose my balls and scrotum and have me as a eunuch husband.  When she 
told me her secret, I was mildly shocked.  Not because I disliked 
the idea, but because it had been a longstanding fantasy of my own. 
 I never mentioned it to Kathleen as I was afraid she'd think me as 
weird or sick.  When we discovered we shared the same fantasy, we 
began discussing it and eventually, with her support, decided to go 
for it.

I was not blessed with a big dick or balls, and Kathleen often 
teases me about how small I am.  I remember always being embarrassed 
in gym classes about the size of my dick.  I took lots of teasing 
about it over the years from guys in the gym and from other lovers 
before I got married.
Over the years I grew comfortable with what God gave me and decided 
to do the best with what I had.  I never considered using one of 
those penis enlargers because I don't believe they work; they're 
good as a gag gift but that's about all.  We joke about my size-two 
inches limp, nearly five fully erect-and I tell her she never has to 
be worried about me chocking her with a huge dick while she's giving 
me head, and she tells me my dick is more like an oversized clit.  
Still, she claims I'm a great lover (my specialty is eating her 
lovely pussy), and that I know how to use my tongue and dick to 
bring her to multiple orgasms.  I have suspected though that she 
fantasizes often about me being ball-less or a woman as she likes me 
to wear her panties and bras sometimes while we make love.  She 
really likes to rub my nipples through the bra fabric and suck on 
them which makes me crazy.

When Kathleen and I met in college I found out that she is a casual 
bisexual, most likely of the curious type wanting to know what it 
would be like to have sex with another woman.  This was a great 
turn-on for me and I secretly yearned to see her and another woman 
making love while I watched (gee, sounds like every guy's fantasy to 
me!).  I never had the opportunity though. After we got married 
Kathleen was true to me and I her-or so I thought, and I never 
mentioned my fantasy to her.  

One evening as we talked about her castration fantasy, she told me a 
secret she had--that she had been seeing another woman.  Instead of 
getting pissed off, I found myself turned on by her tryst.  I didn't 
see this as a threat to my marriage; rather, an opportunity to 
expand our relationship.  Kathleen was extremely relieved to see 
that I wasn't upset.  I guess it had bothered her keeping it a 
secret all that time.  I asked who it was and she confided that it 
was her hairdresser, Christine.  I couldn't believe it, Christine 
was beautiful and I had always fantasized about how great a body she 
has and how I'd like to see her naked.  She is married to a 
professional businessman.

I asked how their relationship started and how long it had been 
going on.  Kathleen told me it started about two years before and 
began quite innocently.  Apparently it was Christine's first attempt 
approaching another woman and Kathleen actually initiated the 
relationship when she sensed Christine's attraction to her.  
Kathleen kept checking to make sure she hadn't misread one of 
Christine's tentative overtures and then, confident of herself 
looked for the right time to make her move.  Her chance came while 
getting her hair cut.   She made sure she had the last appointment 
for the day just in case something happened.  Christine had just cut 
a lock of Kathleen's hair and sneezed, the hair went all over 
Christine's blouse as she used her hand to block the sneeze.  They 
both laughed and Kathleen told her to let her help brush it away.  
Christine obliged and Kathleen brushed the hair away from her 
breasts in slow seductive sweeps.  She then gently cupped her breast 
and squeezed them.  Christine watched as Kathleen caressed her 
breasts and played with them.  Kathleen could sense the uncertainty 
in Christine's actions and so she stood up and gently kissed her on 
the mouth.  Instead of backing away, Christine returned the kiss.  
They stopped at that point and Christine confided that she had been 
longing to do that for several months but never had the courage to 
act on it as she was afraid to offend one of her best customers.   
Kathleen reassured her the feeling was more than mutual and that 
they'd have to explore each other further after her hair cut was 
finished.

Christine managed to regain her composure enough to finish the hair 
cut, clean up the shop, and prepare it for closure.  Then she 
suggested that the office might be a good place to talk.  Both women 
went into the office, and Christine phoned home to let her husband 
know she would be late arriving home-business to tend to at the 
office.  After she hung up, Kathleen took the initiative and 
introduced Christine to the joys of lesbian sex.  Over the two years 
their relationship grew, and yet both women kept the secret from us 
husbands.  

I got so turned on by Kathleen's accounts of her affair with 
Christine, that I sprouted a stiffy and soon we were making love.  
As I went down on Kathleen I knew she was turned on too because her 
pussy was dripping wet.  I eagerly lapped up her love juices.  We 
had several bouts of intense sex and fell asleep exhausted.

The next day, I asked if Kathleen would help me with two of my 
fantasies; have Christine over for lesbian sex, and arrange for me 
to lose my balls.  She got all excited and told me she'd love to if 
that's what I wanted.  I told her I knew that's what she wanted and 
I was in favor of it.  She agreed but on the condition that she be 
allowed to plan the whole thing.  I agreed and began anticipating 
what she could plan for us.

Weeks later, I asked how the planning was going and she told me that 
she and Christine had just about completed everything and that I'd 
find out soon enough.  Sure enough four days later I received an 
elaborately produced engraved invitation to a private party to be 
given at Christine's Salon.  The invitation included an RSVP card 
which I promptly filled out and returned.  When I asked Kathleen for 
a hint as to what they had planned, she smiled seductively and told 
me it was a secret but that I'd love it.  The party was scheduled 
for the next week and I could hardly wait.

Finally the day of the party arrived and I showered, dressed, and 
was ready to go by 7:00 pm; the party began at 8:00.  Kathleen had 
left earlier that day to help get the Salon ready.  She told me not 
to arrive early, and added that she would take a change of clothes 
to Christine's house to change into for the evening.

I arrived at 8:00 pm sharp to find the Salon darkened; there was a 
note on the door telling me to knock.  I did and was let in by 
Christine who looked deliciously edible wearing a beautiful floral 
print dress with buttons down the front.  Kathleen definitely looked 
bangable too, she wore a white blouse with a pretty floral print 
skirt.  The two ushered me to the back of the Salon and offered me a 
glass of wine.  I gladly accepted and soon the three of us were 
drinking and having a good time.

Kathleen told me that she had told Christine about my secrets and 
that she agreed to help with both parts.  I was slightly embarrassed 
about someone else knowing about my fantasy to be made a eunuch, but 
loved the idea of having the chance to watch my wife enjoying sex 
with another woman.  I asked which they planned first and they told 
me things would most likely occur together, but that I was to trust 
them completely.  I assured them I would.  Then, they told me to 
stand up.  

I did as told and both women came over to me and slowly began to 
undress me.  Kathleen gave me a big hug and a kiss like I hadn't had 
for some time.  She whispered in my ear that I was sure to enjoy the 
entire evening.  While she was kissing me, Christine was behind me 
massaging my shoulders.  Kathleen proceeded to unbutton my shirt 
which Christine removed, then they removed my t-shirt, shoes, socks, 
and trousers.  I stood before them in a pair of lovely new panties I 
had selected as a surprise for my wife.  Both women teased me 
playfully and said I looked better in them than many women they 
knew.  Christine remarked to Kathleen that indeed it did look as 
though I did have a very tiny dick and that she wanted to see it 
soon.  They laughed and each took turns caressing my growing bulge 
in the panties, but made no move to remove them.  Instead, they 
began to kiss each other in front of me.  I started to join in but 
they stopped me and Kathleen told me I was not to do anything but 
watch and enjoy.  My dick grew harder!

Kathleen slowly undressed Christine and she filled her body with 
nibbles and kisses as she removed each article of clothing.  She 
stopped when Christine was down to her bra and panties, then it was 
her turn to undress Kathleen.  She stood behind Kathleen, reached 
around her and seductively unbuttoned her blouse which she removed 
to reveal my sweeties tits which were enclosed in a sensuous powder 
blue bra.   Christine then unbuttoned Kathleen's skirt which she let 
slip to the floor and which Kathleen stepped out of and playfully 
kicked across the room.  She was wearing matching powder blue 
panties with high cut legs-the kind I love.  

Now also in her undies, Kathleen continued to stand in front of me 
while Christine stood behind her and played with Kathleen's tits, 
rubbed her hands over her body, and seductively slipped her hand 
down the front of Kathleen's panties to play with her pussy.  I was 
nearly going insane with desire watching these two lovely ladies 
getting it on.  I wanted to join so badly, and I knew they knew I 
was about ready to cum right there.  It seemed to turn them on even 
more.

Soon they were completely into each other and forgot I was there.  
They quickly removed the rest of each other's clothes and were 
eagerly sucking and eating their way to frenzied orgasms.  I watched 
eagerly as they both climaxed and collapsed to the floor exhausted. 
 After they regained their composure a bit, they directed me to sit 
in a chair near one of the salon's reclining chairs.  I sat and 
Kathleen sat in the chair first.  She looked over at me and told me 
to enjoy myself as Christine was going to give me a pleasant 
surprise.  

Christine gave me a smile and told me to move my chair closer to 
Kathleen's pussy, then she walked over to a small wheeled cart and 
brought it over.  It was covered with a towel so I couldn't see what 
she was up to until she removed it.  She took away the towel to 
reveal razors, shave cream and a bowl of water.  I had an idea what 
was in store and nearly blew my wad in anticipation.  "I'm going to 
shave your wife's cute little pussy bare and then eat it," Christine 
said with a slight smile.  "I hope you enjoy it as I lick her pussy 
and suck her clit.  I know I have been looking forward to this for 
over a year and a half," continued Christine.  With that she took a 
washcloth and wet my wife's pussy.  Then she placed a small amount 
of shaving gel in her hand and gently rubbed it into Kathleen's 
pubic hair.  While she did it, Christine was careful to make sure 
she rubbed Kathleen's clit.  Kathleen, her eyes closed, let out 
little moans of pleasure as Christine continued her work.  I was 
nearly going ballistic at the sight before me as I had always loved 
it on the very rare occasions when Kathleen would shave her pussy 
for me.  Now I got to watch as another beautiful naked woman shaved 
my wife.

Next Christine took the razor and began removing Kathleen's bush 
with expert strokes.  More of her lovely mound and labia were 
exposed with each stroke, and in no time at all, my Kathleen was 
hairless and beautiful.  Finished with her shaving, Christine took a 
wash cloth wetted it with warm water and cleaned off the final 
residue of shave gel and pubies.  Then she put some lotion in her 
hand and gently massaged it into Kathleen's exposed pussy.  She 
continued rubbing and playing with Kathleen's beautiful pussy until 
she came in a back arching convulsive orgasm.

When Kathleen finished cumming, Christine said, "good, now that I've 
got you warmed up it's time for dinner."  With that she buried her 
face in Kathleen's crotch and ate until she came again.  When 
Christine came up for air, her face glistened with my wife's pussy 
juices.  Smiling, she said to me, "and that's how you eat pussy!"  I 
told her I could do a better job, and started to get up but 
Christine stopped me.  "Not so fast," she said, "tonight is our 
night to give to you.  You'll get yours soon enough."  With that she 
stood up from her position in front of Kathleen and said, "now it's 
my turn."  

Kathleen rose and Christine took her place on the chair.  I remained 
where I was with a birds eye view of Christine's lovely fur covered 
pussy.  Her hair was quite long and I could tell she didn't trim it 
the way Kathleen did.  I couldn't wait to see Christine with a bald 
pussy.  My mind reeled with thoughts of what she'd look like without 
her downy locks hiding her womanhood.  I told them to get started 
because the suspense was killing me.  Kathleen assured me they'd get 
started soon, but first she had to begin prepping me.

She told me to stand up, and when I did she came over to me and 
slipped the panties off that I had been wearing.  Now I was 
completely naked and exposed for Christine for the first time.  She 
immediately noticed the small size of my dick and balls and she 
commented to Kathleen about not believing her when she told her how 
tiny I was hung.  Kathleen smiled and said, "well we'll just have to 
see if we can't expose everything he has.  Maybe it will look bigger 
then."  Then she smiled at me, turned to the table and opened a 
container of crème which she applied very liberally over my pubic 
hair, balls, and underarms.  Then she told me not to rub it off, and 
to sit back down.  I did as told and asked what the crème was.  
Kathleen told me it was a strong depilatory which would help loosen 
my hair for easier removal.  I got turned on by what she had done 
and curious about what more lie in store for me.  Kathleen rinsed 
her hands and returned to her work between Christine's legs.

Soon enough Kathleen had shaved Christine's pussy completely and we 
were both impressed at how incredibly beautiful her hairless beaver 
looked.  Her pussy was very full with a puffy set of outer lips that 
produced a lovely vulva; her inner labia were very large and 
protruded seductively in a way that beckoned to be sucked on and 
eaten.  Kathleen then took lotion and massaged it into Christine's 
shaved vulva until she was begging Kathleen to bring her to orgasm. 
 She stopped rubbing and buried her face into Christine's crotch and 
ate her until she came.  I was so jealous and wanted to join in, but 
I wasn't sure how Kathleen would react to me putting my stubby 
little cock into another woman.  I'd just have to wait and hope.

Slowly, the women finished tormenting me with their activities and I 
was left with a throbbing hard-on and "blue balls" that ached for 
relief.   I begged the two lovelies in front of me for them to lend 
a hand but they would have none of that.  Instead, they told me to 
stand up and spread my feet wide apart on the floor.  I did as told 
and then they both took containers of the depilatory crème and 
covered every inch of my body from the neck down.  Then Christine 
set a timer on a small clock for 15 minutes.  "When this timer goes 
off," said Christine "you can step into the shower in my office and 
wash off the depilatory, and all your body hair."  "We want your 
body to be completely hair free as we begin the next phase of our 
evening-your castration!"  Then the two of them cleaned up the 
shaving mess and returned to the chair to enjoy some great 69 sex.  
All I could do was stand in a gooey mess and watch and wait until 
the timer went off.

I had been so caught up in the moment of watching these two lovely 
women explore each other that I forgot the second part of the 
evening was to relieve me of my balls and scrotum.  While I stood 
waiting for the depilatory to finish working my mind began to reel 
again with thoughts of what these women were going to do to me.  My 
curiosity got the better of me and I started to ask what they had 
planned, but they only stopped eating each other long enough to tell 
me to be quiet, then it was back to heaven for them.

After what seemed to be an eternity, the timer finally "dinged."  
Before I could move to the shower though, Christine ordered me to 
wait until they finished.  Kathleen was in the midst of cumming, and 
Christine soon followed.  They collapsed into each others arms on 
the chair and rested for a couple more minutes before regaining 
their composure enough to attend to me.  Christine got up, took a 
fine tooth comb, and then ran it through a section of my pubies, 
they came away freely in the comb.  "Good!  Looks like you're ready, 
now go and shower, but be sure that you don't whack off in there," 
ordered Christine.  I was glad to shower because of the itch from 
the depilatory, but not sure I could resist beating off because my 
balls ached so bad already.  

The shower was wonderful, and I had to clear the drain cover twice 
as it became plugged with my body hair.  I was careful to use plenty 
of soap after I did a preliminary rinse so that I could wash away 
all the depilatory and any hair.  As I washed up I was amazed at how 
completely bald my body was-especially my cock and balls!  The water 
felt magnificent as it washed over me.  "I could get used to this 
very easy," I thought, as I finished up.  Now it was time to see 
what the "girls" had planned next.

After drying off, I returned to Kathleen and Christine.  They had 
cleaned up the area around the chair and I noticed that they had 
wheeled in another cart with something on it which was covered by a 
large sheet.  Kathleen told me to lie back on the chair and relax as 
she and Christine had some surprises for me.  I did as directed and 
they took several strands of nylon rope and tied my hands to the 
arms of the chair, then they secured my legs to the foot of the 
chair so that I was now spread eagle for them and their desires.

Kathleen was the first to attend to me.  She began by climbing on 
the reclined chair with me and she gave me a great French kiss that 
really made my pecker jump to life.  Then she whispered in my ear, 
"we're going to fuck and suck you dry so that you'll have something 
wonderful to remember about the last time you had sex with any 
balls!"  Then she slid down and right onto my erect dick.  The 
sensation of her bald, wet, hot pussy against my own hairless dick 
was electrifying.  She slowly rode me for a short while and then 
climbed back up to my face and let me eat her pussy.  When she 
straddled me though, she swung around so she was facing toward my 
feet.  I though it strange, but soon found out why.

While I was busily eating Kathleen's pussy, she turned to Christine 
and told her to "occupy my south end."  I couldn't see what 
Christine was up to but I soon felt her mouth on my eager dick.  She 
worked it like a pro for about a minute then stopped and said to my 
wife, "you're right Kathleen, his dick is so small it doesn't gag me 
at all like Jim's when I go down on him.  I really like his little 
dick in my mouth.  I bet it will be even more fun when his balls are 
gone!"  The two women laughed and then she went back to sucking my 
dick.  Christine sucked me until I exploded with a tremendous 
orgasm.  She took every drop I pumped out and held it in her mouth. 
 Then, Kathleen dismounted my face and Christine moved up and kissed 
me fully on the mouth while letting my cum mix as we kissed.  The 
sensation was wonderful, and the taste not bad at all.  While we 
kissed, Kathleen wasted no time in climbing back on me and began 
riding me furiously.  I obliged and managed to cum again before my 
dick gave up and collapsed.  It was enough though to bring Kathleen 
to an orgasm, and she collapsed on me, exhausted.

Christine watched the whole seen and it made her wetter.  She 
climbed onto the chair and straddled my face.  "My god, what a 
lovely shaved pussy Christine has," I thought.  I was so incredibly 
lucky that she was letting me eat her-something reserved for her 
husband only-until now!  Christine was so wet I could barely keep up 
eating her juices, the more I probed her pussy, the wetter she got. 
 Soon, she was bucking around on my face so hard I thought I'd get 
bruises.  When she came, she nearly crushed my skull between her 
thighs!  I had been so turned on by eating my first non-wife pussy 
in nearly 20 years, that I felt my cock spring back to life once 
again; usually it takes much longer.  Kathleen noticed this and 
mentioned to Christine, "I see he likes your pussy!  He's hard again 
already!  Why don't you show little Stevie how good you can fuck?"  
I heard Christine agree and with that she climbed off my face and 
lowered herself onto my eager prick.  Kathleen stationed herself 
nearby so she could have a "birds eye" view of Christine as she 
fucked the daylights out of me.  As Christine rode me, Kathleen 
began to play with herself and soon the two women were climaxing 
together.  And, taking in the scene of these two lovelies, I joined 
them quickly enough.  I came so hard again that I was surprised to 
see how much cum drained out of Christine when she pulled off me.  
Kathleen was there to clean up my mess as it drained from 
Christine's pussy.  The sight of my wife eating my cum from her best 
friend's shaved pussy was incredible, and I felt faint stirrings in 
my groin once again!

When Kathleen finished, she gave Christine a kiss and they played 
with each other's tits and pussies while all I could do was watch 
helplessly.  Watching these women love each other was better than 
any porn movie I had ever seen and soon enough "little" Stevie was 
lifting his head again.  The women finally noticed my erection and 
Kathleen asked, a little surprised by my tumescence, "haven't we 
drained that thing yet?  At this rate, we'll never be able to cut 
your balls off!"  Christine asked if she could take the "matter" 
into her hands, and Kathleen agreed.  Christine then proceeded to 
give me a fabulous hand job and she kept pumping my little dick 
until I came and couldn't cum anymore.  She and Kathleen took turns 
lapping up my cum which I had sprayed all over my torso.  Finally, I 
felt truly spent and told them so.

"Good!  It's about time," said Christine.  "Now we can finally get 
these removed," she said smiling as she cupped my wasted balls in 
her hand.  Then, getting up, she stated, "I need to make a quick 
phone call."  I wondered who she had to call.  I knew I'd find out 
soon enough.  After she made her phone call, the two women left me 
tied up, excused themselves, and took a shower together in order to 
"freshen up for our guest" as they put it.

About 45 minutes later they returned, fully dressed and looking as 
beautiful as ever.  Kathleen took a washcloth and cleaned my limp, 
lifeless, hairless, shriveled dick.  All three of us marveled at 
just how small it was after being so abused just a short while ago. 
 Our conversation was interrupted by the sound of someone entering 
the Salon door.  Kathleen took a folded cover that they use for 
regular customers and placed it strategically over my body.

I was embarrassed at being present in an uncompromising position, 
but I suspected the person entering would be the one to castrate me. 
 I was right, but I never suspected who it was.  It was Jim, a local 
urologist, and fellow member of our town's Rotary club!  At first he 
looked surprised as I and Christine, noticing our recognitions, 
asked if I knew her husband.  I commented that in fact, we did know 
each other.  Then Jim spoke to me saying, "I would have never 
suspected you, Steve as being someone who would want his balls 
removed."  I responded, "well, it's really for my wife, but it's 
been a fantasy of mine for many years!"  Jim asked a couple other 
questions then in a professional manner said, "well, let's get to 
it."

First, Jim removed his jacket and donned a white doctor's smock.  
Next he scrubbed up and said, "well, I see you have the cart 
prepared for me like I asked."  With that Christine stepped over and 
removed the sheet that had been covering the equipment (two jars 
with clear liquid, scalpel, Lidacaine, sutures, several syringes 
with needles, etc.)  Then Jim asked Christine, "is our patient 
already?"  She told him I had been properly prepared and with that 
she removed the sheet that Kathleen used to cover me.  I was 
slightly embarrassed being naked, hairless and tied to the chair, 
but Jim didn't seem to notice.  Instead he started checking out my 
"equipment" and planning his strategy.  Then he mentioned to me that 
Kathleen and Christine would be his assistants for today's 
operation.  I felt lucky to have two such lovely ladies help out.

Before he started my procedure, Jim drew two small vials of blood 
from my arm.  He told me he would send it to the lab so that my 
testosterone levels could be measured.  That would give him an 
accurate picture of the dosage to prescribe in a testosterone patch 
for synthetic replacement after my balls were removed.  I hadn't 
thought about that and was glad to have a professional who did-at 
least I'd have the option of replacing my testosterone or not.  It 
was a feeling of empowerment for me even though I was very close to 
becoming a castrated man.

When he finished drawing blood, he filled a syringe with Lidacain 
and returned to his stool between my spread open legs.  He made 
several injections and soon I was completely numb in my crotch.  
And, while we were waiting, Kathleen asked Jim, "don't you think 
that Steve has the smallest dick and balls you've ever seen on a 
full grown man?"  Jim considered my equipment for a moment and then 
said, "yeah, these may actually be the tiniest ones I've ever 
operated on."  I felt a blush of embarrassment, but figured that's 
part of why I was willing to get castrated in the first place.  I 
told them to stop the "small" talk and get moving.  We all had a 
good chuckle and Jim returned to his work.

I was in an ideal position to watch and asked if I could see the 
operation.  Jim agreed and so I watched as he took his scalpel and 
carefully began to make an incision around the base of my scrotum.  
It was strange to see myself being cut but not experience any pain. 
 There was a little bleeding as he cut, and he would stop 
occasionally to cauterize any heavy "bleeders."  Both Christine and 
Kathleen were captivated by what Jim was doing and I noticed 
Kathleen begin to breath heavier as he carefully worked his scalpel 
around my scrotum.  I was convinced she was getting turned on by the 
show.  Soon enough he had incised my scrotum entirely and he removed 
it after having cut through remaining connective tissues.  He placed 
my severed bag, which now looked pathetically small and shriveled, 
into a jar full of alcohol.  Next he took a pair of clamps and 
gently pulling my left testicle told Christine to apply a clamp on 
the cord which supplied my nut with life, the cord that attached my 
testicle to my body.  After she applied the clamp, Jim took a suture 
thread and securely tied off the cord very close to my body.  Then 
he handed Christine a pair of scissors and asked if she wanted the 
honor of cutting off one of my balls.  She looked at Jim and said 
she'd love to.  Then with slightly trembling hand, she took the 
scissors and snip, off came my first testicle.  Jim directed 
Christine, who was now clearly breathing much harder and trembling 
more, to place my ball into a second jar filled with alcohol.

Jim then turned to his attention on my remaining ball.  In the same 
way he gently pulled my testicle away from my body, only this time 
he asked Kathleen to apply the clamp.  She did, and soon Jim had my 
right ball sutured and ready for removal.  Jim asked me if I was 
ready to become a eunuch, and I assured him I was.   Kathleen looked 
into my eyes and I knew she was ready too.  She leaned over and 
kissed me deeply, then whispered in my ear, "I love you so much.  
Thank you for agreeing to do this for me."   Then breathing heavily, 
she reached down and with a simple snip, I was a eunuch!  Instead of 
placing the ball she had just removed into the jar, Kathleen took it 
and holding it to her mouth, gave it a kiss and a lick in final 
farewell to my manhood.  And as she gave my lifeless ball to Jim, I 
saw her whole body quiver and her face flush as if shaken by a 
powerful orgasm.  Christine noticed it too, and the two women smiled 
at each other.

Watching Kathleen cut off my testicle was the most erotic thing I'd 
ever seen in my life.  I felt like I could cum, but glancing down at 
my poor limp dick, I knew it was all in my head.

Finally, Jim took over the suturing of my open wound where only 
moments ago sat my manhood which I held for over 40 years.  Rather 
than using sutures to close the wound, he used a medical version of 
super glue to hold the opposing sides together.  We all marveled at 
his handiwork and Kathleen and I could see how great I would look 
without anything but my little dick hanging between my legs.  Jim 
finished covering the operation site, gave me a broad spectrum 
anti-biotic shot, and a bottle of pain killers, and he told me to 
take it easy for the next two weeks.  

Continued in part II