THE BICYCLE ACCIDENT (penis, testicles)
THE BICYCLE ACCIDENT

by Sporus

I was riding my road racing bike down the hill on my way to work. The

traffic was heavy and I had to stay closer to the row of parked cars

than I liked. Suddenly a car door opened right in front of me. My front

wheel hit the door square on. I flew over the handlebars at 25 miles per

hour and my crotch collided with the top of the door. It felt as if my

crotch were being ripped completely out. I rolled over the front of the

car and ended up in a fetal position, screaming, holding onto my crotch

and not being able to feel anything between my legs but pain. Imagine

the pain of being kicked in the balls only a hundred times worse. And

getting worse by the second. On top of this, there was a growing

electrical pain surging through my cock, punctuated by sharp flashing

pains as if my cock were being pierced by a thousand ice picks over and

over. Finally I rolled onto one side, vomited and passed out..

I came to in the ER strapped to a table, an ice pack between my legs.

The pain was still intense. I was being wheeled into a room. Some one

began cutting through the spandex of my bike shorts as a nurse handed me

a consent form. After a while the doctor informed me that I has

sustained massive tissue damage in my groin. My crushed genitals had to

be completely removed. They began injecting local anesthetic into my

groin and gave me a shot of morphine. As I drifted into semi-

consciousness, I closed my eyes and tried very hard not to look like the

happiest man alive.

I had dreamed about being a eunuch as long as I could remember. For

years I had been taping and gluing my genitals inside of my abdomen so

that my cock and balls would disappear completely. I could experience

the look and some of the feel of being sexless. Now it was all coming

true. I was becoming a eunuch. What would my new body feel like? How

would my new life be? I couldn't wait to find out.

The next 24 hours were a blur, lying on my back with a Demerol drip

going in one arm. The pain was dull but constant with occasional shots

of intense pain which sent my entire body into spasms. By the afternoon

of the second day, the pain was at a more manageable level. A nurse came

in to change the dressing on my groin. I watched her pretty face as she

saw my wound. She tried to keep her composure, but clearly had never

seen anything like. I asked her to leave me alone for just a moment so I

could look for myself. She hesitate, then waited outside. I elevated the

bed so I could see.

Everything was swollen and black and blue. My cock and balls were

completely gone. A curving, horizontal scar ran from one side of the

groin to the other. A clear drainage tube ran from either end of the

scar. A yellow catheter ran out from where the base of my scrotum had

been. I felt an intense, almost orgasmic feeling rushed through my

entire body. I lowered the bed and drifted off, a silly grin on my face.

I was going to like this, I thought.

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