Fish Food
STRAIGHT, PENECTOMY
Kid brother mistakenly thinks he's doing his 16 year old brother a favor by cutting off his dick.
So, me and my buddy were sitting in my room, talking about this and 
that. It was rather late, and we had just come back from a bar. We 
were a bit drunk. And our conversation takes a turn towards the 
fantasy side. My buddy tells me all about how his greatest fantasy 
would be to a long s and m session with a Playboy centerfold, with 
emphasis on cock torture. He asked me what mine was, and I told him 
that I have always fantasized about a woman cutting my dick off. I 
always thought that having my manhood chopped off me would be a 
totally sensual experience, although I could never go through with 
it. I love my penis too much. And I’m quite proud of it, it’s a 
very attractive penis if I do say so myself. It’s around 8" fully 
erect, and quite thick.

Well, unbeknownst to me at the time, my seven year old brother had 
been listening in on us. Even if I had known, I would have thought 
nothing of it. (I can tell you already know where this one is 
going). What I also didn’t know was that my brother was getting 
curious about the thought of my penis. Having not had sex ed yet, 
he had never seen a full sized penis yet.

Later that week, I was sleeping peacefully, when I could feel 
something tugging on my boxers. Next thing I feel is them around my 
knees, and something touching my penis. I lifted my head ever so 
slightly, and peeked a look. There, sitting on my bed, holding my 
cock, was my little brother. I decided to pretend like I was 
asleep. This was a very strange and odd experience, and I didn’t 
want him to know I was awake. He was examining my penis with 
interest. He held it, grabbed it, pinched it, and just generally 
looked it over. I wasn’t really finding any of this erotic, so I 
wasn’t getting an erection. I was more concerned about how I should 
handle this issue. He eventually stopped and left the room. I 
decided not to say anything about it. It was probably just a one 
time thing.

A few nights latter, the same feeling began. My boxers were pulled 
down to my knees. My brother was back. This time he began playing 
with my dick, pulling on it, rolling it around in his hands. I got 
a hard on from all this attention. My brother panicked. He pulled 
up my boxers and left the room. I decided that maybe I should have 
a talk with him about this.

I asked him the next day if he had been in my room at all. He said 
he had, which took me back. I wasn’t expecting this kind of 
honesty. Should have known better though. I asked what he had been 
doing. He claimed that he just snuck in to look at the aquarium. It 
was a good lie, surprisingly. He was always in my room looking at 
the three piranhas I kept in my fish tank. I just had them because 
they impressed my girlfriend. Occasionally I let my brother feed 
them some raw meat, which they would devour quickly. He loved that. 
So, I pressed the issue no further. I decided to leave it alone for 
now.

A few nights latter he was back. He began to play with my penis 
again. Once again, I got an erection. But this time he didn’t stop. 
He kept on pulling at it, feeling the hard 8". He pulled on it, for 
what ever reason. I could feel an orgasm building within me. I 
tried to hold back my ejaculation, but I couldn’t hold out. I let 
lose huge spurts of cum. I was spent in about eight bursts. My 
brother panicked again. He just ran out of the room. This time, I 
was going to have a talk to him about this. This was getting 
stranger.

Fortunately, he came to me the next night. He seemed to be on the 
verge of crying. I asked him what was wrong. He told me about his 
sneaking into my room and looking at my penis. I decided to go 
along with the not noticing ploy. He told me that he was really 
sorry for the horrible thing he did last night. I asked him what 
this was. He told me that he broke my penis, so I asked him how he 
did this. He told me about the strange white fluid that came out of 
me. For the next hour I explained to him all about the male 
anatomy, and sex education in general. He seemed much relieved. 
That seemed to put and end to his night time visits.

A month later, my life had taken a downward turn. I broke up with 
my girlfriend, was informed I was failing a class, and me and my 
best friend were having a huge fight. And to top it off, my 
childhood friend, who now lived out west had committed suicide. 
Suffice to say, I was really depressed. I was now constantly 
moping  around the house, eating less, and doing almost nothing. My 
little brother kept trying to cheer me up, but I told him there was 
very few things that could cheer me up now.

My parents left for a weekend and I was to baby-sit my brother for 
four days. I was still very depressed and moping around. Now, for 
whatever reason, my little brother remembered the conversation me 
and my friend had a month ago. This, from the kid who couldn’t 
remember his own address half the time.

That night, when I was asleep, my brother crept into the kitchen 
and got out our fathers special butcher knife. For whatever reason, 
my dad kept this particular knife razor sharp. It could cut through 
two frozen T-bone steaks, bone included, and still perfectly slice 
a tomato. So my little brother crept into my room with the knife. I 
was sleeping nude that night, because it was a particularly hot 
night. He sat between my legs and shook my thigh.

"Psst!" he said. "I found a way to make you happy! I remember you 
saying this a while ago." I woke up and looked at him confused. 
"What?" I asked, not clueing in to what was going on. My brother 
grabbed my penis and said "This is for you!" Then he took the knife 
and sliced though my cock. He got it right at the base. There was a 
sudden jolt of extreme pain. I forced my self to ignore it the best 
I could. Blood began to pour out of the stump. I screamed, loud. My 
brother panicked. The next minute seemed almost surreal, like I bad 
dream I couldn’t wake up from.

My brother panicked, dropping the knife and jumping off the bed. 
The knife sliced across my mangled groin, slicing into the bottom 
of my sac. In fact, it sliced off the bottom of my sac, missing my 
balls thankfully.  As my brother jumped off my bed, he let go of my 
severed penis. It flew across the room and landed smack into the 
aquarium. Time seemed to freeze then. All I could see was that 
aquarium. My penis bobbed for a second on the top of the water. 
Then it bagman to sink. It didn’t take long for the piranhas to 
pick up the blood in the water. I watched in horror as they tore 
into my penis. They ripped into the flesh of it, then quickly 
through it. They started at the bottom (thankfully). I couldn’t 
believe it, my dick was now fish food.

My brother quickly reached into the aquarium and pulled it out. By 
the time he did, it was half gone, and the bottom was badly 
mangled. One of the piranhas had managed to take a bite out of the 
tip of the head. It looked more like a chewed piece of meat than my 
handsome penis.

For whatever reason, part of me found this all highly erotic. I 
felt what was left of my penis become erect and I came. The cum 
flew out of the hole in my groin. It mixed with blood and was a 
dark pink colour. Then more pain hit me. I looked down, only to see 
my sac had shrunk back towards my groin, but my testicles were now 
hanging out in the open air.

I don’t remember exactly the rest of the night, because I finally 
went into shock. I remember driving myself and my brother to the 
hospital. I fed the doctors some bullshit story about an accident 
in the kitchen. They partially bought it, but didn’t press for the 
truth. With a bit of creative surgery, they were able to reattach 
my penis and fix my sac. There was apparently no damage to my 
testicles. My penis is now only 4" erect, four and a half inches on 
a good day. And the head is no longer a nice rounded point, but is 
now flat across the tip. I’m not too upset. Better than having no 
penis at all, and I still have sex frequently with my new 
girlfriend. There are days when I wish that I had lost it all, 
instead of just having half of what I had. Oh well.

It’s been about eight years since it happened. Me and my girlfriend 
are getting married soon. My brother, now 16, the age I was when 
all this happened, has just come out of the closet. He recently 
told me about his decision to admit that he’s gay, and is going to 
tell my parents soon. I have a feeling in a way that his 
experiences with my penis may have played some roll in it. As for 
me, I told my fiancee about my feelings about my cock. We’ve 
decided that maybe after we have a few kids we’ll go through with 
it and cut my genitals off. We’re both rather excited about that. 
Maybe I’ll feed them to some piranhas, let them have what they 
didn’t get the first time. Time will tell.