Self Initiation (gay, testicles, young)
Self Initiation

Today is the most important day in my young life. I am to become a member of
an international group of males that is deeply entrenched in business,
politics, and to some extent, religion. This group has been in existence for
several hundred years, and its members are the most influential and powerful
men in the world.

The pretext of this group has always been that if young men are altered early
in life then they can concentrate totally on maintaining this far reaching
enterprise, without the encumbrance of sexual desire. This concept arises from
antiquity where the court eunuchs held riches and power and where even
involved with making war.

Today I am 16 years of age. As such, I am anxious to participate in this
special initiation ritual. Upon healing, I will go to a private school for
advanced, highly specialized training. Following private school, I will attend
University to obtain one or more advanced degrees in the specialty to which I
am assigned. Following my formal education, I will be guaranteed, for life, my
position in this power empire.

My life here began 12 years ago. As a 4 year old waif, I was brought from the
orphanage in a large South American city, where I had been abandoned at birth.
Upon arrival at our compound, I was circumcised, as are all of the boys here.

During my stay, I have received an extensive education and I am fluent in many
languages. Because of my performance I am the highest rated student in my age
group. At most, 6 boys are given this opportunity each year. This year, there
are 5 of us. The initiation I am to undergo is completely voluntary. For many
years I have known that to succeed in this organization I would have to
willingly surrender a portion of my manhood.

A new procedure this year with this organization is that I was asked for a
large quantity of sperm that could be frozen for insemination at a later time.
Thus, if I become a success, my seed can be used to propagate my progeny, even
after I have been modified. For the last month or so, I have been providing
daily specimens to the bank.

For the last 7 evenings, I have been allowed to shared my bed with a variety
of different boys. I was given the option of selecting boys from the age
groups of 13, 14, and 15. Last night I shared my bed for a second time with my
favorite of all of the groups, an ebony skinned 15 year old. His name is Jamal
and he is the lead student in his age group. Since he was most willing, I
spilled my seed into him a number of times during the night. I also allowed
him to penetrate me during our love making. He will undergo this initiation in
one years time. He will also assist in the operation about to be performed.

It is time for my initiation. I am told to remove all of my clothing, save a
narrow white loin cloth around my slender hips. I am walked into the operating
theater. There, the surgeon removes my loin cloth, exposing my genitals. There
are mirrors on the ceiling and walls of this room and I have a good view of my
private parts. The doctor begins by injecting my testicles and scrotum with a
solution that will temporarily block all sensations. As I watch, he draws red
lines on my scrotum; one about 1 inch in length from the base of my penis to
the middle of the sac, another about 1" long at an angle to the left of the
end of the first line, and a third, a mirror image of the second. Basically,
an upside down letter Y is drawn in red on the sac.

I am handed a scalpel, and using the mirrors and the techniques that I have
practiced for several months, I slice open my scrotum along the line from the
base of my penis. A light touch is all that is required since the scalpel is
extremely sharp. With the first opening made, I move the scalpel and slice to
the right, and then to the left.

My friend then takes my penis in his hand and begins to massage it. He has
coated his hands with a massage oil to increase the blood flow to my rod. As I
near my final orgasm, the scrotum begins to shrink, pulling the testicles
tight against my abdomen. As the scrotum shrinks, the testicles are forced
through the incisions I have just made. As I reach orgasm, my friend puts his
lips over my glans to drink of my final flow. The testicles have now pushed
through and are hanging below the fully contracted sac of my scrotum. My
friend releases my penis and I grasp the right ball and pull it gently,
causing the thin tubes attached to it to emerge from within my body. When I
stop there are several feet of spermatic tube laying on the table. I repeat
the process with the left ball.

The surgeon then tightly ties a thin black thread around the tubes to each
ball. He gives me the scalpel and while holding both tubes in my left hand, I
use my right hand to severe both tubes, just below the thread.

It is done. I have just terminated my ability to reproduce. I place the
testicles and tubes into a small stainless bowl for disposal.

The surgeon then places a plastic prostethis into the sac. It is a single
molded piece in the rough shape of two testicles. It is weighted slightly in
one end so it will tend to hang in the proper orientation. He then sutchers
the incisions. In a few weeks, the scars will heal, and to all but the closest
physical examination, it will appear that I have a fully functional set of
balls.

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