A Cold Night In December

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A few years ago, I experienced a real watershed life-changing event.  I've told some
close friends about it, and they have encouraged me to write it down.  They have always
really enjoyed hearing the story, and have said that I should share it with other people
interested in such things. 

First, in order to appreciate and understand what happened, you
should know a few things about me.  At the time, I was 14 years old.  I lived in a large
mid-western city and was involved in the same things that most 14-year old boys are into,
including sports and sex.  I played a number of sports, including baseball and soccer, but
my number one love was swimming competitively.  That is, number one next to my
favorite hobbies of jacking off and regularly fucking a couple of young girls that I knew. 
The girls, and a number of guys, liked me because, well frankly, I was one hell of a
hunky little teenager.  I had a smooth young body with a swimmer's chest and a
muscular little ass that even I was in love with myself.  Besides all that, I was hung. Yeah,
yeah, I know.  I can hear what you're all saying to yourselves.  Just how hung could a
14-year old be?  Well, try 8 inches of hard young cock with a head like a door know and
balls the size of AA large eggs to back it up.  Yeah I know you're all saying "at 14?  No
way!"   Well its true and I got the pics to prove it.  E-mail me sometime and I'll show
them to you.  Anyway, that's not the point of this story. One cold and windy December
day, I went down to the YMCA to swim.  The local "Y" sponsored the youth swim team
that I swam for.  We practiced at the downtown YMCA pool and we could go swim laps
there any time we wanted.  It was a few days before Christmas and I just almost had the
place to myself.  There was just me, a couple of old ladies swimming laps, and the
lifeguard.  I swam laps for about an hour.  By then the old ladies had left.  The lifeguard
was also the attendant and he wanted to leave early.  He knew me from the swim team so
he gave me his key and told me to lock up the pool when I went in to shower and change. 
I said sure.  I swam laps for another half-hour and then went to the dressing room and
shower, locking the doors to the pool as I left. 

Now the way this place was laid out was, I guess typical of such places.  The building 
had a dorm area and rented beds to single guys
who were passing through town.  A few guys rented small rooms by the week.  However,
the dorm area and the rooms shared the men's showers with the pool.  So, I was not
really surprised that when I locked the doors to the pool and went into the showers, that
there were a couple of other guys there.  Usually by the time I finished swimming in the
evening, there would be quite a few guys in the showers from both the pool and the dorm
area.  However, it was the middle of winter and just before Christmas, so I didn't think
there would be very many guys in the shower. Anyway, I got my towel and stepped into
the shower.  The warm water felt good because the pool had been kind of cold.  I turned
the water on as hot as I could stand it and took off my swimsuit.  As I turned around
under the shower, I noticed these other two guys giving me the once over.  They were
young guys, maybe 18 or 19.  I didn't recognize them so I just figured they were staying
at the "Y" for the night.  Probably a couple of army guys or marines just driving through
on their way home somewhere for Christmas I thought. 

Now as you might have guessed,
I was very proud of my body and I enjoyed every opportunity to show it off.  I know that
guys in the shower often liked to look at me, even if they did not want me or anyone else
to notice, but I did.  I would always get naked, stand under the shower with hot steamy
water running over me and slowly turn around giving them a complete view.  The hot
water would make my big balls hang low in their sack and maybe I would get half a hard
on just to show off. That's just what I did for these two guys.  They were giving me a
good look over and were smiling to each other, so I thought what the hell.  I gave them a
show.  

After getting warm and getting my balls loose and my cock half hard, I turned my
back to them and soaped my ass, rubbing my hands over it real slow and working up a
good soapy lather.  I turned around and saw that they were still looking, so I soaped up
my cock and balls for them.  I pretty well soaped my dick until it was hard, then I rinsed
off. I stepped out of the shower and was drying off when both of these guys left the
showers and joined me in the changing area.  Their lockers were on the same row as
mine so as we were drying off, they struck up a conversation.  Indeed, they were two
army buddies driving from Texas home to upstate New York for Christmas.  They told
me their names were Chris and Nick.  Chris was 19, a tall blond headed kid maybe 6'2"
and with a solid military build.  He said that he had just finished the first part of his
training as an army medic.   Nick was 18, shorter, maybe 5'8" or 5'9", and had just
finished basic training.  We had finished drying off but were just standing around talking
without getting dressed.  I kind of enjoyed be naked with them and just talking, so I kept
my cock about two-thirds hard just because I noticed they like to look at it a lot.  I don't
really see why.  Both of them were just a hung as me.  They asked me why I was there
and I told them about the swim team.  Pretty soon, however, the room began to get kind
of cold so I told them that it was getting late and I had to walk to the bus station to catch
a ride home.  

As we got dressed, they told me that they had nothing to do that night, so
they would be glad to give me a ride home.  It would save me a cold walk and wait at the
bus stop plus bus fare.  Now usually, I would not have accepted a ride with a couple of
guys I didn't know, but it was late and cold, and they seemed like all right guys.  So, I
said "sure". We got dressed and walked through the dorm area on the way to the parking
lot.  I noticed that they looked around at the few other guys staying there that night,
mostly bums, then looked at me and sort of shrugged their shoulders like there was
something they didn't like.  At the time, I didn't really think anything about it.
We went out to the parking lot and got into this old blue panel van.  Even though it 
was just
an old cargo van, it was fixed up nice inside.  It had carpet in the back, cabinets, a sink,
and a little VCR-TV combination.  I told them how to get to my house and we hit the
street. I was sitting in the back with Nick and Chris was driving.  Nick asked me if I
wanted to see something really neat and I said sure.  He turned on the TV, reached into a
cabinet, and popped a tape into the VCR.  It was a tape of four naked guys having sex.  I
quickly recognized the location as right were I was setting, the back of their van, and two
of the guys as Nick and Chris.  "Shit!" I thought.  "Now these two are gonna want to
screw me."  Nick must have read my mind because he just laughed and told me not to
worry, thats not what they had planned for me.  He just thought because of the way I
showed off for them, I might enjoy the tape.  I told him that I had not really messed
around with guys much, other than some group jack off sessions, but that I did think the
tape was interesting.  I asked him how they filmed it and he showed me a small
camcorder hooked to the TV/VCR and mounted just to the side of it.  I had not noticed it
in the darkness of the van. 

Nick got to giving me a running commentary on the action and
I got into watching the tape.  I lost track of time until I heard the van stop.  I couldnÆt
really see out but I just assumed that we had got to my house.  At that point, Chris joined
us in the back of the van.  He left the motor running and the heater on.  I started to get up
and thanked them for the ride when Chris smiled and said, "You don't know where you
are do you?"  I said "Aren't we at my house?" and Chris said "nope, but don't worry
we'll take you home in a little while".  I asked where we were and he just smiled and
said that I didn't really need to know.  To this day, I still don't know where we were
parked that night. I do know that they told me to take off my clothes and get naked.  As I
took off my pants, I looked at Nick and said "I thought you said that you weren't gonna
do this with me."  Nick just grinned and said "I meant that what was on the tape was not
what we had in mind for you".  I pulled off my shorts and stood up naked in front of him
and asked "then just what in the hell do you have in mind then?"   "We have something
in mind for you kid" grinned Chris.  They had me lay down on the carpet in the back of
the van and tied my ankles to cross braces on each side of the van.  Then they put a
pillow behind me and propped me up against the back of the van, tying my wrists to the
exposed roof beams.  As a final measure, they looped a rope around my waist and tied it
to the bottom back door handle, effectively tying my ass to the floor of the van.  Since
they were two of them and I didn't really know where I was or what they were up too
exactly, it never really occurred to me to resist while they were tying me up.   Nick then
hung the camcorder from another roof beam and aimed it at my dick and balls and set the
TV where I could see it.  "So what are you gonna do?" I asked.  "Jerk me off and make a
video of it?"  "Oh we got a little more in mind than that!" replied Chris.  Nick turned on
a bright light on the side of the van while Chris hunted around in a cabinet drawer.  The
van was warm with the heater running, so I just decided to have fun with whatever it was
they were up to, not that I had much of a choice anyway.  Chris came back with a pan of
water, and a can of shaving cream.  He proceeded to shake the can of shaving cream,
shoot some in his hand, and leather up my dick and balls with it. "Damnö I thought, I
waited years to get hair and now that I've got a pretty nice bush, these guys are gonna
shave it off just for a video!"  The shaving cream was actually kind of warm having been
in the heated van.  As soon as Chris started to lather my dick, it started getting hard,
which seemed to please him.  He gave me a few extra strokes just to get it fully erect.  By
now my balls were warm again and hanging down by my ass.  "Easier to shave a hard
cock" he grinned at me.   He then took a steel straight razor and began to shave my dick
and balls.  He very carefully shaved all the pubic hair from above my dick and from the
sides.  Then Nick took over and shaved under my dick and all the hair from on and
around my balls.  "Gonna be fun explaining this to my girlfriends and to the swim team."
I said.  They both just grinned at me.  When I was shaved clean, Chris took a wet cloth
and washed off my dick and balls. During the shaving I had been glancing at the TV. 
"This will make one hot video" I thought to myself.  When they where finished I said
"Ok, you've had some fun and made your video.  Now please untie me and take me
home."  This time, however, they were not laughing.   Nick leaned over and grabbed my
chin and jaw.  "You really don't get it do you, you stupid little shit!" he said as he
shoved my head back into the van door.  "You think you're so damn hot! Showing off
yer ass and dick and those big balls back in the shower.  Well, we're gonna make sure
you don't have nothin to show off next time!"  "What?" I yelled.  "What the hell are
guys gonna do?"  Nick grinned at me and said "Buddy, we are gonna cut off yer dick and
yer balls and put em in a jar so that we can show em off!"  

Now sometimes you just
know by the look on someone's face, or by the tone of their voice, that they are dead
serious.  This was one of those times.  I immediately began to get this empty sick feeling
in the bottom of my stomach.  I really got sick when Chris pulled this medic kit out of the
cabinet.  "Shit!" I thought, "and its gonna be on tape!"  I started to struggle and try to get
loose but Nick just laughed at me and said, "Don't even bother to try.  There ain't no
way in hell you're getting loose until we let you loose".

With that, Chris took a metal
rod about a quarter inch in diameter and about ten inches long and began to shove it up
my dick.  When he had the whole damn thing stuck up the hole in my dickhead, except
for maybe the last half inch, he picked up a scalpel in his right hand and grabbed my big
beautiful 14 year-old boy balls and dick in his left fist and pulled them out away from my
body.  Now at this point in my life I had imagined this very type of thing, although in my
fantasies I was the cutter.  How would you go about doing this to a guy?  Just slice it all
off, cut out his balls then slice off his dick?  I decided Chris was just going to do a slice
job and at least it would be over quick.  I panicked and tensed up my body against the
ropes holding me.  I began to beg them not to cut off my dick.  I was spilling my guts to
them about how proud of it I was, what it meant to me, and how much I like to jack off
and fuck.  Nick put his hand on my shoulder and said, "Yeah kid, we know all about it. 
But we're gonna do you rather you like it or not and nothing is gonna change that.  But
this will hurt a lot less if you just relax and let it happen".  As Chris pulled my dick and
balls out, Nick stuffed a bunch of old towels up under my ass to catch the blood.  Instead
of Chris just doing a quick slice like I thought you could do, he began to lightly cut just
through the skin in an oval shaped pattern around the base of my shaved dick and balls.  
As we watched the video later, he explained to me that he was just marking where he
need to cut so that he had enough skin left to stitch everything up.  Regardless of why,
when that scalpel first cut into the skin on the side of my ball sac, I came unglued.  I
don't know where we were, but even in the back of that van with the motor running and
the wind blowing outside, if there had been anyone within a mile, I bet they would have
heard me scream.  

Chris never blinked but continued to cut around the sides of my sac
and back up around the base of my dick.  When he had finished tracing his pattern as he
called it, he released my dick and balls.  Then things began to get really serious. As Nick
sponged off the blood, Chris began to retrace his pattern and cut deeper.   He cut first
through the skin on the top and side of my dick, but not between my dick and my balls. 
Then, he carefully cut around my balls, just cutting through the sac until his scalpel
complete the oval patterns at the sides of my dick.  It was about here that I realized he
wanted to remove them as a one-piece package, not separately.   At this point, my dick
and balls had been cut free except for the cords to my balls and the internal shaft of my
dick, which by the way still hard. I, of course, was going ape shit in spite of what Nick
had told me.  The pain was terrible, but even through the pain all I could think about was
my beautiful big 14 year old dick and my balls that were bigger than most adults much
less my friends.  I screamed, I begged, I cried like a baby, I struggled, but for all the
reaction from Chris and Nick, I might as well been unconscious.

  My dick was still hard,
fighting for his life I like to think, but to no avail as they say. At this point, Chris made
two cuts about an inch long upwards from the sides of the oval pattern.  He located the
cords to my balls at this point and tied them off with what he later called "cat gut", and the
severed them.  Now, the internal shaft of my dick was all that was left.  Chris pulled a big
metal surgical clamp out of his medic bag, and grabbing my dick by the head, pulled it
out as far as he could and then clamped it off.  I knew that if he cut right in front of the
clamp, I would not even have a stub of my big dick left.  And of course, that's exactly
what he did.  Taking his scalpel, Chris carefully cut off my dick by cutting through the
shaft around the metal rod stuck down my cock.  By now, I don't know if I had passed
out or just totally freaked.  I really don't actually remember the final cut, or the pain.  I
do remember watching in total amazement as Chris slid my dick and balls away from my
body and off over the end of the rod, which was still held in what was left of my cock by
the metal clamp.  And that,s pretty much the last thing I remember until I came to my
senses about an hour later.   By then, Chris had stitched me up.  I had this big "Y" pattern
of black stitches where my pride and joy dick and balls had been.  Right at the Y was
where my cock had been and Chris had stitched up my piss pipe to the surrounding skin. 
I've got a real neat picture of this too.  I send it out with the one of my dick and balls
that I mentioned earlier.  Kind of a "before and after" set if you know what I mean.  E-
mail me sometime and I'll send em to you. 

Anyway, Chris had also placed a hard rubber
band around the inside shaft of my severed dick and had stitched up the ball sac and cut
end of my dick.  Other than the fact that my balls were now held pretty snuggly in their
sac instead of hanging loose like they used to do, the whole thing looked pretty normal,
except of course it was now laying on a metal tray instead of hanging between my legs.  I
watched as Chris took a big syringe and shot my dick full of formaldehyde, essentially
pumping it up to a full erection.  That, he explained, was the reason for banding off the
cut end.  God was my dick and balls ever beautiful lying there. My cock was fully hard
and my balls were as big as ever.  Then, Chris put them in a big jar of formaldehyde
where I guess they are today. 

As I lay there kind of trying to put my mind back together,
we watched the video of Chris and Nick cutting off my dick and balls.  They explained
the whole surgical process to me.  The Nick showed me the rest of the video he had
started on the drive.  Sure enough, He and Chris gave the other two guys in the video the
same treatment they gave me.  

Chris told me how to take the stitches out but that I
needed to wait for about two weeks first.  He also told what to watch for as far as pain or
infection and that I should get to a hospital immediately if I had any negative signs.  Like
I told him, "Thanks for nothing guy."  Anyway, about an hour before sun up, they drove
me back to near my home, being careful that I could not see out of the van.  They where
nice enough to let me have one last look at what was the most important things in my life
and Chris gave me some painkiller pills and told me Merry Christmas.  Then they
dumped my ass out on the street and drove off.  I wasn't even smart enough to get their
license plate. I stumbled home, took a couple of the painkillers, got naked and looked at
myself in the mirror.  It just wasn't the same as it had been.  I really missed my dick and
my balls. I had been so proud of them and had so much fun with them.  I was tired so I
went to bed. Once the painkillers kicked in a little bit, I went to sleep and slept most of
the day.  I do remember my Dad sticking his head into my room and saying something
like "Must have been one hell of a night!"  Hell was right.

 Thank God it was Christmas
vacation.  I never did suffer any problems and two weeks later removed the stitches
myself.  I never even told the police.  I figured if I have to live without my big dick and
balls, it was fine with me if Nick and Chris did a hundred other guys before they were
caught.  As far as I know, they are still out there someplace, looking for young guys with
big dicks.  My girlfriends wondered why I quit stopping by their houses after school to
fuck them, and the swim team noticed that I suddenly had become shy about getting
naked in the showers.  It's amazing how a rolled up sock in a jock will fool people. 
Other than that, life went on.  Eventually a couple of buddies jerked off my swim trunks
in the shower and found out but they were cool about it and only a few people around
here know.  Hell even my Dad asked me once if I was ever going to get married.  I told
him I was gay.  Figured he could take that better than the truth.

Oh yeah, almost forgot, the following Christmas, I got a package in the mail. 
 It was videotape of how a couple army buddies and I spent one cold night in the back
 of their van.  It's kind of personal, the tape I won't show you.  But it is one hell of a hot video!!