18th Birthday Present, Part II

My wife and I just sat there, and for a moment both our eyes were on Jasin’s young body. He had just gotten back from a game of basketball with his buddies, and his white T-Shirt was soaked with sweat, clinging to the outlines of his developing chest. His crotch was also soaked, and we could see the dark outline of pubic hair beneath his soaking white shorts. Jasin, aware that we were looking at him perhaps a little too closely, gently asked “Is anything wrong?”

We looked at each other, and then looked back to him and my wife started to speak. “Well Jasin, you’re father and I were just thinking about next year, and how you will leave us for a life in the church …” she said, and then stopped, overcome with emotion. I took over: “Jasin, we know you are leaving us next year, and we think it’s time we really started to plan things … to get you ready for your new life, to make sure you are ready to take on the challenges of life in the church.”

Jasin nodded his understanding, but just then the phone rang. It was for him, a young female admirer trying to hook him into weekend plans. “Mom, Dad, I’m gonna take this upstairs if you don’t mind. I just have to talk to this girl for a couple minutes, and then we can talk.” A few minutes turned into a few hours, and before long we were ready for bed. I climbed into the sheets, and asked my wife if she thought it were too late for Jasin, if he would be too tempted by the world of the flesh to faithfully serve the church. Her worried look is all I had to see, and I decided to pose the question we had both been thinking, but had not spoken aloud: “Honey, they used to perform castrations on young boys entering the church. It was customary, especially as they approached Jasin’s age. The church elders knew that the ways of the flesh would always trump the ways of the church if given a chance, so they cut temptation off at the pass,” I said. My wife nodded as I spoke, and put out a suggestion. “Well, why don’t we look into castration for Jasin? I think it will help him be faithful to the church … and also to us. I mean the thought of him giving his love to a young girl is almost unbearable, and I know he is very close to exploring his sexuality. We’ve both seen how sexually developed he’s become … it worries me that he might already be losing control of the flesh. “Don’t worry,” I said, “tomorrow I’ll look into it and see if there are any options we can follow.” I gave my wife a kiss, turned out the lights and we went to bed.

I awoke in the early morning, as was my custom, and began my walk downstairs to make some coffee. As I passed Jasin’s room, I noticed his door was open a crack, and I looked in. He was dead asleep, face down, one arm dropping down the side of his bed to the floor, the other resting by his side. On the floor I could make out a magazine, and I could read the words “Hustler” on the cover. I kept walking downstairs, put on the coffee and began to read the morning paper. A few minutes later my wife arrived in the kitchen, poured herself a cup of coffee and began to make us breakfast. “You know honey, I saw something really odd in Jasin’s room this morning, I think he has been masturbating to adult magazine’s.” My wife turned around and looked at me, both angry and hurt. “How could he do this?” she asked. “Didn’t we raise him differently? Didn’t we teach him not to yield to temptation? I’m going up there right now to have a talk with him. “I don’t think you should do that,” I said, matter of factly. Let’s wait till he’s gone, and then I’ll take polaroids of the evidence. We’ll confront him tonight, and if he doesn’t confess his activities, we’ll show him the pictures.

Jasin came down the stairs and poured himself a bowl of cereal, joining us at the table. His size 28 jeans showed off his large bulge nicely, and his face was covered with a fine stubble, not quite thick enough to shave. “When are we going to have that talk about next year?” he asked as he polished off the last of his Wheaties. “How about tonight,” I suggested. “Your mother and I will meet you in the upstairs den at 6:00 and we will talk about everything.”

“Great,” Jasin said, and ran out of the house to the waiting carpool. We looked out the window and could see him getting into the back seat of the car, two of his buddies up front, and two girls in the back. We saw Jasin kiss the girl sitting next to him as the car pulled away into the cold early morning.

I grabbed the polariod and met my wife in Jasins room. We pulled back his sheets, and just as we suspected, there was a huge mess. Jasin’s sticky semen was all over the top and bottom sheets, still wet, thick and goopy. From the looks of it, he must have masturbated again shortly before coming down for breakfast. It had the pungent odor of salty wet semen, and it practically filled the room. I took a picture of the mess, and we pulled the sheets back up. Then we looked under the bed, and found what we had suspected – a copy of the latest Hustler magazine, looking very well used. We opened it to the centerfold, but the centerfold would not open – Jasin had sealed it shut with his man-glue, and the pages tore as we tried to separate them. I took a picture, and we put the magazine back under the bed.

“Honey, I’ll take it from here … you go to work, and when you get back at five we’ll discuss our next steps,” I said. When my wife left, I fired up the computer and started to look for our answer. I pulled up a search engine, and typed in the words “voluntary castration”. Much to my surprised, over 3000 hits came up on the screen, many of them relating to treatment of sex offenders and to the castration of animals such as cattle. I read through page after page, looking for anything that might help us with Jasin. After about 30 pages I was about to give up, and I started to question the whole idea. Who were we to mess with a young man’s body like that? Would it be a sin to castrate our own son, or would it actually be seen as a good deed in the eyes of the Lord? Would Jasin accept being castrated?

Just as I was about to close the browser window, and entry caught my eye. “Dr. Dunn, specializing in voluntary castration for men”. I clicked on the link, and was taken to Dr. Dunn’s website. I read about all the services Dr. Dunn offered, from counseling to hormonal treatment all the way to surgical castration. It listed his telephone number, so I decided to call him right then and there.

“Hello, Dr. Dunn?” I asked. The friendly voice on the other end of the line answered “Yes, you’ve reached Dr. Dunn, how can I help you?”

“Well, I have a very sensitive issue I need to talk to you about, it’s about our son Jasin. He’s entering the seminary next year, and my wife and I were wondering about the possibility of castration for him, to make it easier for him in the church.”

“Well, you have a variety of options,” the Dr. answered. “Of course, the most reliable option will always be surgical castration. With surgical castration, one can guarantee a complete cessation of sexual interest – a castrated man will no longer have the ability to produce sperm, his semen volume will be significantly reduced, and in many cases he will become completely asexual. This of course often takes some time, but gradually over the course of a year, most of my patients report that they no longer masterbate or even think of sex. In fact most of them tell me the very thought of sex makes them sick.”

“So do you think surgical castration is an option for my son? He’s only seventeen, and I wonder what the health effects might be, apart from of course asexualizing him.”

“Well, the health effects will be minimal. I am more worried about the legal issues – I’d be more than willing to castrate a young man that needs it, but legally I cannot get his consent until he is 18 years of age,” said the doctor.

I told him that I understood, and that Jasin would be turning 18 within a couple of months. “That’s good … on the day he turns 18, we will have no problem. The operation itself is minimal, I will merely inject pain killers into his abdomen, and perform the removal of his testicals. I will empty out his scrotum within about an hour, and after that he will be a eunuch, and I would say quite ready to serve the church faithfully,” said the doctor.

“But do you think I can get him to agree to castration?” I asked the doctor.

“Oh, sometimes it’s a challenge, and sometimes it’s easy. I’ve dealt with cases like this for over fourty years, and in the end I’ve managed to get each and every one of them to agree to the operation. Once they hear it won’t be painful, and nobody will even notice, they usually are won right over. There have been a few who needed a little stronger persuasion, but I don’t normally resort to that,” said the doctor.

“What’s that?” I asked.

“I served in the military during the Korean War, and was trained in psy-ops, the art of getting information out of the enemy. I’m not proud of everything I had to do over there, but believe me, we got men to agree to just about anything, and tell us everything about their fellow troops. I personally oversaw the interrogation of over 600 North Koreans, and as a matter of fact, we castrated many of them and even got them to sign a voluntary castration form,” said the doctor.

“That sounds impressive. Do you think we will need to go that far on my son? He seems very sexual, and I don’t think he’ll give up his testicles lightly,” I said.

“Oh don’t worry. We’ll schedule a little ‘counseling session’before the surgery, and he’ll practically beg me to asexualize him,” said the doctor.

“What will the surgery do to his body?” I asked.

“Well, I generally give the young ones a mild sedative that makes them sleep. Once I’ve removed his testicles, I will invite you and your wife into the room to inspect them, and watch as I sew up your son’s scrotum. The next day I will check his empty scrotum to make sure there is no bleeding. In about five days he will start to feel a little odd, this is usually when the hot flashes start. It’s the male equivalent of menopause … we’ve actually forced your son’s body into early menopauses, and the hot flashes are how his body begins to deal with it. After about six months you will really start to see some changes. He won’t have the same energy he had, and you will notice he may put on a few pounds. He definitely won’t be masturbating at all or thinking about girls. He will probably start to complain at this point, as he will definitely know what has been done to him, and most young men have no idea how many changes castration brings about. So we need to council him at this point to stay the course, that this is only a temporary phase and that he will feel much better at one year. And it is true – after about a year he will have forgotten what an erection even feels like, or he may still get very weak ones. In any case, the penis will shrink by this point from non-use, and he will notice it retracting up into his body. His scrotum will also shrink a great deal by this point, and his entire genital region will start to look less and less male. In fact, some eunuchs start to lose their pubic hair, and the penis retracts so far into the body they begin to look female down there.”

“But, he will not mind at one year – he will have lost his aggressive drive, so he really won’t even be able to get angry about being asexualized. He will accept his fate, and accept the fact that he no longer has a functional set of genitals. He will then fashion out a new identity as a eunuch, and accept this outcome,” said the doctor.

“It sounds like you have a lot of experience with this doc,” I said. “it sounds like I’ve come to the right place, and tonight I will tell my wife what we have planned.” I said. After I hung up the phone I found myself oddly excited by the prospect of my son’s castration – before I felt like I was doing this just for his own good, but now I wasn’t quite so sure. Why was I so turned on? I couldn’t get the vision of Jasin lying naked on the doctors operating table out of my head. I could picture him lying there, and the doctor just having removed his testicles. His scrotum looks deflated … his young man-boy body about to revert back to a boys. I picture as the doctor sews his scrotum up tightly … and a groggy Jasin waking up as a eunuch. I imagine driving home with Jasin in the car, knowing he was no longer a man like me, that he had been turned into a eunuch. I would look at his nicely defined body, and know that within a year it would melt back into something between a boys’ and a woman’s’.